Langya Road Hanzhong County, Little Saint Sage Village.

In the early morning, the sun stretched out her arms lazily under the urging sound of the rooster crowing, and smiled and shot out the first ray of light. The golden thread shone warmly into the room, reflecting the whole school in golden color.

The school was silent, and only the tip of the pen was heard rustling on the paper, as if he was talking softly and quietly.

This is one of the Confucian schools and the most unique place among the hundreds of schools of thought. The teachings of hundreds of schools are all taught by words and by themselves.

Confucianism vigorously builds schools, enlightens wisdom and rituals! It can be called the only one in the world. Of course, compared with the giant Qin Dynasty, which is a huge creature that builds schools everywhere, it is naturally incomparable.

But one is official and the other is private, and there is nothing comparable.

Outside the school, under the sun, there is a figure that is beyond the dust, filled with the once unfathomable lonely and elegant loneliness.

“Master?Master?”

Seeing that Zhang Liang was unable to wake up the trance, A San turned around curiously, but ended up meeting his master's deep eyes.

"Well, Master, Master, let you go. It seems that something is wrong."

Asan touched the back of his head and said to Zhang Liang, who was dressed in white, with a smile.

"Well, I understand."

Zhang Liang stroked A San's hair, and his frown was slightly lighter, but the fatigue deep in his eyes could be seen through at a glance.

Asan was about to run away, but found that he couldn't handle it. He thought to himself: "Illusion, illusion."

I couldn't move even after three or four times, so I could only turn my head to look at Zhang Liang, who was squinting with his eyes and smiling and spring breeze.

He whispered: "Master, I was wrong."

"What's wrong?"

San buried his head, as if he was awake again, and said, "The fault is that he shouldn't skip school."

Zhang Liang stared at the apprentice in front of him with a smile and asked, "How many times is this?"

......

A San was silent. He couldn't remember it clearly for many times. Even if he remembered it, would he still say it out loud? I'm afraid he was so stupid.

"It's not good to do this every time. I used to let you practice your body, but in the future I will recite the book. Let's go and memorize the first three chapters of the scriptures. I'll check it tomorrow."

After hearing Zhang Liang's words, A San's rescue was almost ineffective. The fundamental reason why he was not afraid of making mistakes was that he liked to refine his body. Every time he was punished, he could feel that he was stronger again.

On the contrary, reading is already a life of his life, let alone an endorsement! And it is three chapters! The first three chapters with the largest number of words!

A San frowned his little face and said aggrievedly: "Master, why don't we practice physical fitness?"

"Go, let's say one more thing, four chapters!"

In A San's eyes, the master at this time was not like the master, but more like a demon who forced a good man to become a prostitute! A San said in his heart.

Hey, it seems that I used the wrong word, I don’t care! They are all the same, they are all demons. Ah San held his hatred and quickly fled the scene. Otherwise, if he couldn’t say it well, he would have to bring up a new kid again.

Zhang Liangping looked at his disciple A San who had already run away, and a chuckled that made people feel like spring breeze.

This little slippery head is a little naughty, but his martial arts cultivation has not fallen apart. As he was holding A San in his hand, he already understood A San's cultivation.

Third grade!

It is not bad to reach the third grade at the age of eight. It is a shame that it doesn’t like to study. If you are in a farmer, it doesn’t matter, but! This is Confucianism! Confucianism that requires a gentleman to have six skills, is indispensable.

Soon, I walked past a bamboo forest and arrived at the attic where Fu Nian lived.

Fu Nian sat cross-legged on the light white mat, while Yan Lu stood aside, and it was time for this to come.

"Sorry, senior brother, I'm a little late."

There was no sign of embarrassment on Zhang Liang's face, and Fu Nian and Yan Lu seemed to be used to it and did not talk to each other.

a long time.

"Yesterday, the Confucian scholars under Fusu entered the officialdom, and there were also famous children."

Fu Nian, whose temples were as frosty as she stroked the beard between her chin, and her tone was very light, but when she looked closely, she felt a little worried about her forehead.

Ying Zheng does not like Confucianism, and everyone knows that, but now he has brought Confucian children into the officialdom. If Fusu takes office, there is still some hope, but Ying Zheng is really hard to guess!

"Senior Brother, do you think that the children of famous families have also entered the government?"

A hint of contemplation appeared in Zhang Liang's eyes, and his tone was a little confused.

"Yes, and some disciples said that Ying Zheng might have found the elixir of immortality. It was not just someone who said that, but this news had already spread in the Qin Dynasty. A few days ago, the one who entered the innate world was Ying Zheng."

Fu Nian's eyes were full of doubts. How could the elixir of immortality really exist? Can destiny really be violated?

The celestial phenomena not long ago showed that the Qi of the Qin Dynasty had been exhausted, but in just one day, the celestial phenomena actually changed! The originally dull and dull Emperor Star actually shone again!

Is this a joke about the fate of the people in the world? How can you be such a scoundrel...

Yan Lu, who had been silent all the time, suddenly asked: "Senior brother, I want to ask something."

"you say."

"How do you view Yingzheng? And how do you view Daqin?"

When he heard Yan Lu's words, Fu Nian and Zhang Liang were both silent.

After a long time, Zhang Liang chuckled at Fu Nian's eyes that he wanted to speak but stopped, and said, "I hope to hear the senior brother solve the doubts."

Fu Nian looked at Zhang Liang and sighed softly. His junior brother was too smart.

"The six kingdoms have perished, and the Qin Dynasty is the only choice. Although I don't like Ying Zheng very much, this person is too ambitious and has extremely powerful power. It's hard to say..."

Yan Lu and Zhang Liang naturally understood Fu Nian's words. In short, in one sentence, there is only one dynasty in the world, and that is the Qin Dynasty!

It is a fact that it is not like to win politics, but it is also a fact that millions of Confucian disciples need a way out. Fu Nian is not only considering himself, but also Confucianism!

No one is a fool. If Ying Zheng helps, any of the hundreds of schools can be carried forward, such as the Legalists!

Since Shang Yang, no one of the Legalists has supported Daliang. As a result, with the support of Daqin, they are still ranked among the top five in the hundred schools!

What's more, Confucianism can avoid a moment, but it must not be avoided for a lifetime! Yesterday, the two families joined the government together, which was a piece of news released by Ying Zheng. Whoever did a good job would have more resources.

If you give the opportunity to win the government, it means they can't stand out. The famous scholars rank tenth among the hundreds of schools of thought, which is not weak, but for Confucianism, it is not strong!

There is only one famous scholar who is innate, Wuwei! Fu Nian fought with him, very strong, but that's all.

After pondering for a long time, Zhang Liang said indifferently: "All winners are lonely, and those who are warlike will die."

Fu Nian and Yan Lu were silent, each with their own ideas, so they should not be forced.

"Senior Brother, a few days ago, I saw another Emperor Star."

......

"Yeah, you go."

After Fu Nian finished speaking, Zhang Liang bowed to the two of them and turned around and left.

The two of them looked at Zhang Liang's departure and showed their loneliness, but this was the best way. Don't put the eggs in a basket. Although the method is easy, it is an endless sadness.
Chapter completed!