Qin Dynasty Novelist

"There are still mouths of a million!"

Daoism, as a hidden world sect, must be known by the rest of the sects and hundreds of schools of thought, as well as by the lords, state officials, scholars, and officials. If you count it, there are still millions of people.

"How many people know the name of Confucian Confucius?"

Hearing this, Zhou Qing smiled slightly, the question seemed to be getting more and more interesting.

"There should be more than my Taoist ancestors. In recent years, Confucianism has occupied the land of Qilu. There are many Confucian masters in Xiaoshengxianzhuang, and their influence is very extensive!"

At this time, Confucianism and Mohism are prominent scholars, and those who know it will naturally be grateful, but the pursuit of Taoism is different from them, so Zongquan did not delve into this issue.

"Can ordinary people read the Taoist classics? Can ordinary people read the Confucian classics?"

With the constant inquiries, Zhou Qing seemed to be getting closer and closer to finding his answer.

"No!"

The words of the patriarch are subtle and righteous, that is, they are extremely obscure to read, not to mention those ordinary people.As for Confucian classics, there are many rules and regulations, and they are very boring.

"When you mention the sage Zhuangzi, what is the first thought that comes to your mind?"

Retracting the arm supporting the small head, Zhou Qing stretched his waist long, then turned his head slightly to the side, looking at Zongquan.

"Huizi said, "A child is not a fish, so do you know the joy of a fish?"

"Zhuangzi said: You are not me, do you know that I do not know the joy of fish?"

"When I mention the sage Zhuangzi, Zongquan's first thought is to think of this conversation between Zhuangzi and the famous Huizi above Haoliang. The little uncle has asked so many questions, but what answers do you want to know?"

Although it is not difficult to answer so many questions at once, Yu Zongquan is full of doubts in his heart. He first asked about the population of Zhu Xia, then asked about the sages, and then reached the current hazy words.

"I want to know what theories can really spread all over the world and enlighten everyone in the Xia. What I said to you today makes me feel a lot. There are hundreds of schools and thousands of theories."

"However, most of them are for their own development and strength. Among the hundreds of families, the most powerful are the farmers, but there are only hundreds of thousands of farmers, and they can't represent the entire Zhuxia farmers!"

"The Great Zhou ruled the world for [-] years, Confucius ruled the Spring and Autumn Period, and the Warring States Period divided the seven heroes. No matter how the situation in the world changes, only a small number of people will benefit in the end. Therefore, I want to re-open a theory of the sage Zhuangzi!"

"The true doctrine, the true masters of all schools, truly communicates the idea to the ears of everyone in the world!"

The voice was tactful, and he thought about it, maybe he should do something, maybe to increase the epoch, or to not come to this world in vain, but the five-year-old Zhou Qing once again sat upright on the boulder. .

He spoke slowly, ignoring the surprised words of Zongquan beside him. The real rivalry among the hundreds of schools of thought should be the hundreds of schools of thought that spread throughout the Xia, not the hundreds of schools of thought for a small group of people.

"A doctrine of the sage Zhuangzi?"

"What do you mean by little uncle?"

Zongquan also knew a lot about the sage Zhuangzi, but as the sage of Taoism, most of the theories he handed down were all kinds of classics that were incompatible with Taoism. Of course, under the influence of other scholars and hundreds of schools, some of the theories were not related to Taoism. language.

"Speaking of which, the sages and Liezi have also been involved in this theory, but it is not as obvious as that of Zhuangzi. As for the specifics, I will ponder it carefully, and then I will talk to you again!"

Zhou Qing shook his head gently, rummaging through the books of Zhuangzi he had read in his mind, one of which once said in "Foreign Objects": "It's tiring to take off the pole, to be dreadful, to guard the salamander, it's hard to get a big fish; The novel is based on the county magistrate, and it is far away from Dada.

Chapter 8 I am a novelist

Thinking spans thousands of years, thinking all kinds of things, and coming to the future world, there is a lot of enlightenment. In this era, Taoism is still only Taoism, and it is just a group of Taoists who practice asceticism in pursuit of the realm of the ancestors and Laozi.

As for the later Daoism, it is a bit strange, with various schools frequently emerging, but the source is still in today's Daoism, who wants to quickly improve the epoch, quickly improve their cultivation, and quickly be able to do certain things.

Zhou Qing felt that being a novelist seemed like a good choice!

Among the hundreds of schools of thought, the novelists at this time were a bit miserable. Although they were considered to be among the hundreds of schools of thought, their main function was to collect folklore and discussion in order to investigate the customs of the people.

There are also people who say: novelists are popular, and they are made by barnyard officials.The status is lowly, and it is unrealistic and unrealistic.

So much so that after nearly a thousand years, it has really improved!

Therefore, no matter if you choose Taoism, Confucianism, Mohism, or peasant family, the number of epochs you can get is nothing more than this, but compared to the entire Xia Dynasty, it seems insignificant.

If, because of the improvement of the epoch, one can quickly improve the cultivation base, and in the Warring States period with various thoughts, in this era when the great turmoil is about to begin, there will always be a little more strength.

Although the Taoist Tianzong transcends things and ignores common things, the way of yin and yang goes hand in hand with hardness and softness. How can you escape from it without personally experiencing the rolling red dust? The patriarch Lao Tzu traveled through the summers, had all things in mind, and then left behind the "Dao" scripture.

The sages, Liezi, are talented and easy-going, but their temperament is aggressive, their songs are high and they think of loneliness. The old Shang family, Zhibo Gaozi, etc., visited various families and achieved their own way.

Although the sage Zhuangzi was only a lacquer garden official in the Song Dynasty, he inherited the elegance of the princes and the rise and fall of the common people. As a sage of the Taoist Tianzong, he proposed the principle of "inner sage and outer king", which is only the truth now. , but was taken away by Confucianism.

If you want to get the epochs from the people of the summers, you have to let them know your name, but if you want to know your name, you have to go through a medium. If you meet them one by one, Zhou Qing feels that he will be in the busy.

Then, this medium must be interesting, popular, easy to understand, suitable for all ages, close to their lives, and meet their spiritual needs... All these things, Taoism can't do it!Confucianism does not work!Not the Mo family!Not even a farmer!

Only novelists!

Today's novelists are all trivial words, useless words in the streets, how can they compare with the mature novel system of later generations, what the people of all summers need is not gorgeous articles, not esoteric truths, but a contented mental attitude.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhou Qing felt that the road was open, and immediately, without hesitation, he sat by the window and looked at the blank bamboo slip on the dark red long table in front of him. It was about a foot long, although it was the smallest of the bamboo slips. Kind of, but who made Zhou Qing's body still small now.

Holding a slender brush, he stayed in his quiet small room, his bright little eyes quietly stared at the blank bamboo slips in front of him for a long time, without blinking, as if he was insane.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Zhou Qing finally straightened his back, and the energy circulated in his body, and his spirit was instantly refreshed. Then, the slender brush was dipped in ink, and the brush was on the far right side of the bamboo slip. Pen.

This is the first novel that Zhou Qing intends to write.

"The two generations in the past have not been divided, the Ming Zhuo Hongmeng has not yet taken shape, the heaven, the earth, the sun and the moon have not yet been formed, the shape is like a chicken, the chaos is black and yellow, there is the source of the Dao, the essence of the heaven and the earth, since the name Yuanshi Tianwang, wandering in it."

"Eighty thousand years old, Yuanshi Tianwang ordered, the real Pangu came out, the heaven and the earth opened up, the yangqing became the sky, and the yin and turbidity became the earth. Pangu is in it, nine changes in a day, the god is in the sky, and the holy is in the earth. The sky is ten feet high, The sun is one zhang thick, and Pangu is ten zhang long, so it is [-] years old.”

"The number of days is extremely high, the number of earth is extremely deep, Pangu is extremely long, and after that there are three emperors. Counting starts at one, standing at three, forming at five, filling at seven, at nine, so the sky goes to the earth [-] miles!"