After Breaking Up with My Girlfriend, I Became a Demon Saint

Wen Quxing touched a book in his hand and raised his head to ask again.

"Your Majesty, dare to ask, do you have faith?"

Zhao Wenhe was full of disdain.

"What is useful to Gu is called morality. If it is useless, there will naturally be scholars all over the world who shake their pens and cry for Gu."

When Zhao Wenhe was the emperor, even if he was shitting, the pens around him could be said to be delicious. At that time, Zhao Wenhe understood that there is no morality in this world, as long as you sit high enough, you can do whatever you want. Naturally, literati will come over to brag and shout for you, and it is an honor to lick your buttocks.

The book in Wen Quxing's hands began to tremble restlessly.

Wen Quxing pressed the booklet with one hand, and asked again.

"Your Majesty, I have something that I don't understand, and I hope Your Majesty can answer it."

Zhao Wenhe nodded.

"Ai Qing asked."

Now every time Wen Quxing utters a word, thousands of people will die in the human world, and these hundreds of people will turn into awakening and feed back to Zhao Wenhe, bringing Zhao Wenhe a boost in strength.

For this reason, Zhao Wenhe doesn't mind talking to Wen Quxing more, the longer she drags her, the stronger she becomes, and she has the godhead of the Ministry of Plague. In the case of a major epidemic in the world, Zhao Wenhe can be resurrected quickly after dying several times.

Wen Quxing joked.

"Your Majesty, there were Li Taibai, Gao Shi, Wang Changling, and Li Qi in the Tang Dynasty, Li Qingzhao, Sansu, Wang Anshi in the Song Dynasty, Wang Mian, and Zhang Yuan in the Yuan Dynasty. Over the past dynasties, many literati have entered the crucian carp that crossed the river, leaving many names in history , among these literati, which one..."

Wen Quxing stopped talking.

Zhao Wenhe asked curiously.

"Which one is the most talented and the strongest in governing the country, or is it not worthy of the name?"

Zhao Wenhe thought for a while and replied.

"When it comes to the highest talent, Li Bai should have a seat, and when it comes to governing the country, Marquis Wu can be ranked among the top three."

Zhuge Liang beside Wen Quxing bowed and said.

"It's ridiculous."

Zhao Wenhe's expression was gloomy. Zhao Wenhe's Dazheng Dynasty died of land annexation and successive years of natural disasters. For this reason, Zhao Wenhe lamented more than once why he didn't have Zhuge Kongming as his deputy to help her govern the world.

Zhuge Kongming's internal affairs are strong because he can suppress nobles from aristocratic families and prevent them from annexing land and causing harm to the people.

Regardless of other comments, Zhuge Kongming in Zhao Wenhe's heart deserves the title of Prime Minister through the ages.

Wen Quxing shook his hand.

"Talent is boring, and governing the country is cumbersome. Your Majesty, let's talk about something simple. Let's talk about which literati can beat the most in all dynasties."

Zhao Wenhe was taken aback.

Most able to fight?

Speaking of a reality, this world is poor, rich and powerful, and the six arts of gentlemen are passed down from generation to generation. Only those poor families who hope that their children will study and improve their class, or earn a living, will be helpless In other big families, there is no shortage of family resources, and they are basically cultural relics.

For this reason, in Zhao Wenhe's memory, in fact, there are still many civil servants who can fight.

By analogy, in the past dynasties, such as Yue Fei casually wrote a passionate and passionate "Man Jiang Hong" who can beat military officers more, such as Xin Qiji and Wang Yangming, who are said to be civil officials, but their temper and martial arts are more rigid than normal military officers. There are not a few fierce ones.

The most important thing is that the history books rank civil servants for their ability to govern the country, military officers' ability to kill enemies and break troops is also recorded in detail, and many good people have also ranked them. What are the three famous generals of the Warring States period? The top ten heroes of the Tang Dynasty, what are the 28 generals of Yuntai.

But Zhao Wenhe had never heard of this literati platooning force.

Zhao Wenhe became curious.

"Aiqing, let me tell you, who do you think is the strongest literati in the past?"

Wen Quxing took a deep breath, opened the "Analects of Confucius" that was shaking in his hand, and spoke again.

"The strongest literati of all dynasties is of course the most holy teacher, the strongest creature on the ground in the Spring and Autumn Period of the Warring States Period."

"Kong Qiu!"

The "Analects of Confucius" held by Wen Quxing turned into light and scattered.

"Boom! Long!"

"Boom! Long!"

"Boom! Long!"

It was as if the roar of the heavy industrial equipment engine started to fill the world, deafening.

Zhuge Liang next to Wen Quxing squeezed his fingers, then turned his head and asked Wen Quxing.

"This is, heartbeat?"

……

A mountain in the distance.

Zhou Yan said in surprise.

"That rings, the Emperor Engine?"

Chapter 39 Benevolence and Righteousness

"Boom...Boom..."

It may be that the sudden sound of the heartbeat was too heavy and clear, covering the background sound and various wind sounds played by Mirage Dragon Alona.

Zhou Yan in the mountain col suddenly had a feeling that this heartbeat is the heartbeat between heaven and earth, and it is the rhythm of the blood of God.

And the blood rhythm of God moved slowly, converging to a hundred meters away from the area where Wenquxing was located.

"Snapped"……

A big paw suddenly pressed against Zhou Yan's side, and the hurricane stirred up dust, covering half of Zhou Yan's body with a layer of dust.

Zhou Yan, who had soil in his nostrils and mouth, turned around and said angrily.

"Alona...you...are you alright?"

The mirage dragon Alona beside Zhou Yan fell to the ground at this moment, breathing heavily, his body trembling like an electric shock.

You must know that just now Arona was hit by Zhao Wenhe with the full-bodied Huangji Shocking Fist, but he only spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and then played the BGM for Wen Quxing alive and kicking.

Arona trembled.

"My lord, my lord... that old clapper... summoned something, my lord... can't bear it..."

Zhou Yan turned his head again and looked in the direction where Wen Quxing was. From there, an unbelievably strong man with his upper body and legs and a pair of black pants came out.

For the first time in his life, Zhou Yan once again felt the masculine breath gushing out of his mountainous muscles when he first met Chi You.

The man behind Wen Quxing began to appear under the light of the Kongming Lantern, and everyone saw a man whose muscles and lines were carved out by artists with the most perfect tools.

He has the same perfect physical body as Chi You, but his face is not violent, and he is even a little soft.

According to historical records, Confucius is nine feet six inches long and about 2 meters high. At the same time, there is a saying in "Lushi Chunqiu·Shen Da": "Confucius' strength is as strong as the gates of the whole country, and he refuses to hear it with strength."

Contrary to the image of a gentle old man in the previous Chinese documents, the real Confucian sage teacher is a powerful man with excellent riding and shooting. You are willing to talk to him about the truth, and he can talk to you calmly. He talks about reason, and he can also use physics to make you talk to him calmly.

The most famous example is Zilu. Zilu has been "playing with the local children since he was a child, that is, he is unusually strong, and the villagers are strange."

To put it simply, he was a heroic warrior since he was a child, and he liked to fight everywhere. Once he traveled to a place where Confucius preached, this reckless Niutou Zilu rolled up his sleeves and was not convinced. It is written in "Historical Records" that Zilu looked down on literati and "tormented Confucius" .

Then Confucius understood it with emotion, moved him with "reason", and "said" convinced Zilu. Zilu immediately covered his mouth where several teeth had been knocked out, tears blurred his swollen eyes, and he was convinced The reason of admiration for Confucius is so powerful, Ani has worshiped Confucius for a lifetime.

Zhao Wenhe, standing in front of Wen Quxing, nodded slowly.

"Is the person here Confucius the Sage?"

Zhao Wenhe didn't stop Wen Quxing from summoning Kong Qiu, because when Kong Qiu's heartbeat was overwhelming, Zhao Wenhe felt the feeling of meeting his opponent that he hadn't felt for a long time.

Zhao Wenhe has already surpassed Zhao Kuangyin, who can be called Wu Zong, and later combined the strengths of a hundred schools of thought to create Huangji Shocking Boxing, and combined with the top-notch heart method "Three Three Returning to Yuan Jing" secretly handed down by Ouchi. At the top, Luobei's tiger-headed Taibao Sun Beitang, Nanhe's half-step Bengquan Guo Yunsheng, and Xili's sharpshooter Li Wenshu Zhao Wenhe all fought.

Zhao Wenhe has no defeats and no confidants.

The height is not cold.

Until now, from the moment she felt Confucius' heartbeat and the breath of Confucius' land god, Zhao Wenhe felt a cold air rising from her tailbone like never before.

The refreshed Zhao Wenhe shuddered.

This is the opponent, the opponent that Zhao Wenhe couldn't ask for back then, and he deeply regretted it.

Kong Qiu, who walked under the Kongming lantern, looked straight at Zhao Wenhe without looking sideways, and then stretched out his arm full of perfect muscles, pointing directly at Zhao Wenhe.

"You are not a benevolent king!"

Zhao Wenhe said displeased.

"Confucian saint, I respect you as the ancestor of Confucianism. I would like to advise you, you are the son of heaven, the ruler of heaven and earth, and the master of your teacher. If you don't want to repay him, you will be disrespectful. Wouldn't it chill the hearts of Confucian scholars all over the world?"

The person on the opposite side is the Confucian ancestor who can be called the cultural origin of the Eastern Xia United States, the most holy teacher, and the human god canonized from generation to generation.

If you can pull such a Confucian ancestor into your camp...

Not only do I have a land god who can feed fists, but I can also have an Eastern Xia ancestor who can announce to the Eastern Xia United States that he has come since ancient times.

Confucius squinted his eyes, and when he squinted, a storm blew up, the sky thundered, and the whole world became dizzy.

Confucius said coldly.

"What is a king, what is a king, a king is an example in the world, he cultivates himself with virtue, and governs the country with benevolence. A king serves the people with courtesy and protects the common people."

"Nowadays, the king doesn't practice virtue and doesn't protect the people, so what use are you for!"

Confucius clenched his casserole-sized fist.

In the past, his disciples asked him, what if the king does not implement benevolent government?

Confucius said: Then beat the king until the king is willing to implement benevolent government!

All the disciples praised and said: strong and powerful, strong and powerful.

Even in this era, there are so many gangsters who can go to the construction site to raise the bar. In ancient times, there were even more gangsters who had no skills and looked down on people because they couldn't even read.

So in the face of those who are arguing and finding fault, don't make so many reasons, just punch them up, and the person who hits you will believe your reasoning.

Kong Qiu was born as a declining nobleman in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the person who finally became a saint did not rely on his words at all, but traveled around the world with three thousand armed, strong and powerful disciples, making other kings fearful and gained fame.

The same is true of the Mohists who were everywhere in the Spring and Autumn Period. Why did the Mohist schools excel at the time? Wasn’t it because the Mohist schools were full of martial arts back then, and why did they refuse to accept it?