Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

There was some helplessness in Ci Song's tone. Three days had passed since he was seriously injured, and Ci Song did not need seven days to recover as Xu Hongyuan had previously estimated. He only took Within three days, his Dantian had begun to absorb the talents of heaven and earth and store them.

In the process, Ci Song suddenly discovered that the color of his talent seemed to have undergone some changes. To be precise, the quality of his talent had been improved.

In the dantian of Ci Song Dynasty, two colors of talent appeared, one was bright gold and the other was purple gold. Although the purple gold talent only had one strand, its quality was far higher than that of bright gold talent.

The mirage in the body explained the reason. In the previous battle, the mirage was able to exert its power because it relied on the power of the Wen Yun Orb to communicate with the great road of heaven and earth and recognized Ci Song. Long was a saint during his lifetime and was the first saint to recognize Ci Song.

In other words, today's Ci Song and literary giants can all use the power of saints, and the only place where Ci Song is not as good as the literary giants is the reserve of talent.

And just this morning, Ci Song, under the guidance of Mirage, completely integrated the two talents of different colors, which improved the quality of Ci Song's talent. This is a good thing. After all, the higher the quality of the talent, the better. The more power it can exert, the stronger it will be.

Nowadays, the talent intensity of Ci Song has reached an extremely strong level. If the current Ci Song and the Ci Song before the war collided in talent, he could completely crush himself before the war.

But everything has two sides.

The quality of talents has been improved, which means that Ci Song's control over talents will decrease, because the energy required for high-quality talents also increases exponentially.

Of course, these can all be tempered through constant battles to achieve a perfect fit between oneself and talent.

"It seems that if I want to perfectly control my talents, I still need some time to adapt."

Ci Song thought to himself, then took a deep breath, threw all the distracting thoughts out of his mind, then jumped up, came to Ci Yang's side, and stretched out his hand to Ci Yang, who was half kneeling on the ground.

"Cousin, are you okay? My strength has just recovered, and I don't have much control over my current power."

When Ci Yang heard the words, he smiled dumbly, then grabbed Ci Song's hand, stood up and said: "I'm fine, I'm just a little emotional. Two years ago, I was no match for you. Now two years have passed, I think I have." I have grown a lot, even if I try my best, I am still no match for you.”

There was no trace of loss or jealousy in Ci Yang's words, but a deep sense of relief. The stronger Ci Yang was, the happier he would be.

"My cousin's talent in swordsmanship is not inferior to mine at all. If my cousin had practiced swordplay since he was a child, his current strength would definitely not be inferior to mine."

Ci Song and Ci Yang exchanged a few polite words, and by the way told Ci Yang some of their understanding of kendo.

Just when the two of them walked off the martial arts stage and were about to leave, they saw Mo Yao coming to the martial arts arena. She trotted to Ci Song's side and said with some displeasure: "You are in just the right shape, right here. What if the injury recurs during a competition with my cousin?”

Although there was a bit of harshness in his words, Mo Yao still came to Ci Song's side, took his arm, and used her talents to nourish Ci Song's body.

"Yao'er, I'm fine. My body has almost recovered. As long as I don't attack with all my strength, I'll be fine."

Ci Song looked at Mo Yao's somewhat angry look, felt warm in his heart, and then quickly explained.

"Hmph, I'll let you go this time. If there's another time, see how I deal with you."

Mo Yao snorted softly, then turned and left. Of course, she was not really angry, but just a little worried about Ci Song's health. After checking that Ci Song's body was fine, she got down to business.

"Lang Jun, my brother and Prince Liang are here, saying they want to see you. They are waiting in the banquet hall now."

"Why so early?" Ci Song was slightly startled. It was only around 10 o'clock. At this time, he came to find himself. Did something big happen to Daliang?

"Cousin, do you want to go with me to meet my uncle and Prince Liang?"

Ci Song turned to look at Ci Yang. After all, the relationship between the two was there. Ci Yang would definitely become an official in the future. It was better to take advantage of this opportunity to let Ci Yang and Ying Tian meet as soon as possible.

"good."

Ci Yang thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

"Okay, let's go there now, don't keep them waiting."

. . . . . .

General's Mansion, in the banquet hall.

Yingtian and Mo Zhi were drinking tea. They had just arrived here. When they learned that Ci Song was competing with Ci Yang in the martial arts arena, the two did not bother them, but chose to wait here.

"Prince Liang, brother-in-law, why did you come to me so early? Did something happen?"

Before anyone arrived, the voice came first, and Ci Song's voice reached their ears. Then they saw Ci Song and Mo Yao walking into the room arm in arm, with Ci Yang following behind them, and Not much to say.

"Meet Liang Wang, Captain Mo."

When the five people formally met, Ci Song, Mo Yao, and Ci Yang saluted Ying Tian and Mo Zhi at the same time.

"Ci Song, this is not a palace. The rules of the palace should be waived. We don't need to care about those red tapes."

Yingtian looked at Ci Song in front of him, with a wry smile on his face, and quickly waved his hand and said.

"Brother-in-law, I am only an acting Taiwei now, I really don't deserve your courtesy."

Mo Zhi came directly to Ci Song's side, helped Mo Yao and Ci Song up, and his face was also full of smiles.

After Ying Tian ascended the throne and became the King of Liang, Ying Tian wanted to directly appoint Mo Zhi as the new Taiwei, but Mo Zhi took the initiative to decline, because Mo Zhi's current age was indeed too young compared to the officials in the court. If he really became Taiwei, it would inevitably cause some bad rumors, so he took the initiative to propose to act as Taiwei first, and wait until he really made more achievements, it would not be too much to become a regular.

After hearing this, Ying Tian did not stop him, and issued an edict to let Mo Zhi become the temporary Taiwei.

Of course, Mo Zhi understood that his career was so smooth now, all because Ci Song paved the way for him in the selection of literati at that time, and he was very grateful to Ci Song.

After a few simple polite words, Mo Zhi turned to look at Ci Yang beside Ci Song, looked him up and down carefully, and asked suspiciously: "Ci Yang, are you Ci Yang?"

"Brother Mo, I didn't expect you still remember me after we parted in Xizhou City three years ago."

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