There was a young Taoist dressed in white, and an old man who was over seventy years old, wearing light green clothes and with gray hair, sat opposite each other.

In front of the old man, there was a guqin.

"I wonder if the young prince comes to see me, what can I learn from you?"

The old man smiled and plucked the strings twice with his palms. Finally, he looked at Ji Qiu sitting on the ground in front of him and spoke softly.

Hearing the old man's voice, Ji Qiu immediately looked solemn.

In his line of sight, what looked like an unattractive thing, just like the life trajectory of the old man next door, could not help but be transformed into words, which appeared between his eyes:

【Zhang Zihou】

[Born in the Zhang family in Daliang, north of the Huaihe River, he was gifted and intelligent since childhood. His name was named after his son, who borrowed the meaning of "Houde and Carrying Things". When he was ten years old, he cultivated scriptures and cultivated his spirit. He went out to study Confucianism and Taoism as a teacher, and made considerable progress.

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[When he was young, the Northern Yuan Dynasty and the Southern Yan Dynasty were fighting each other, and there were constant border frictions. At that time, the national strength of the two countries was relatively good. He once wrote a "Nine Border Discussions" to the Southern Yan Dynasty, and he also had the ambition to become an official and make contributions to the country. 】

[When the war subsided after the friction, and the border was tragic, he knew the value of practice and principles, so he hid in Hengqu and devoted himself to practice, writing books and biographies.]

[I once dabbled in the art of refining qi, and in line with the principles of Buddhism, I combined the methods of two families. I have learned a lot about the past and the present. After thirty years of painstaking research, I finally became a family and established a theoretical system based on "qi". 】

[Later, because of his profound knowledge, he was worshiped as a scholar by the Southern Yan court, and was enshrined by successive emperors. He had a transcendent status, perfected his doctrines, preached, and was called son.]

[Follow-up:???]

[Simulation evaluation: Be knowledgeable about the past and the present, understand hundreds of schools of thought, and become the master of one family. The last person in this field to be called a son in this field has the appearance of a semi-saint!]

Mr. Hengqu, Zhang Zihou.

Also known as Zhang Zi.

This is also the reason why Ji Qiu heard that this man entered Yanjing with Yue Hongtu and felt that he would not let Yue Hongtu make the same mistake again.

It is because he is undoubtedly the number one scholar among contemporary scholars.

And if you can listen to him talk about the path forward, you may be able to clear away the cloud in Ji Qiu's heart and get a glimpse of the third realm of context, the so-called preaching party and the doctrine of becoming a family.

This is an achievement that even if he set great ambitions and sought peace in the world in his previous life, he could not achieve it.

Logically speaking, few people in the past and present have been able to achieve or achieve such a great ambition and ambition to create peace for all generations.

Such a feedback of the unity of knowledge and action may not be impossible to achieve even if one is a literary saint.

But unfortunately, what Zhang Taiping wanted in his life could only stop at the realm of Wen Xin, and it came to an end.

Therefore, he had doubts.

Hearing the old man speak, Ji Qiu gathered his thoughts and immediately raised his hands:

"The student has been studying literature since he was a child and has long heard of the reputation of Mr. Zhang in Hengqu, so he came here specifically to ask for a way forward."

"I dare to ask, how can we go from the realm of literary mind to the so-called 'preaching realm'?"

Ji Qiu's eyes were burning and he asked questions sincerely, looking directly at Zhang Zihou in front of him.

After hearing this, the old man smiled and said:

"Young people are well-educated. At this age, can they know the path they want to follow?"

"I don't know, what do you want?"

After finishing his words, Ji Qiu replied:

"What I want is for humanity to be unified, for the oceans and rivers to be clear, and for the world to be at peace!"

After hearing this, the old man exclaimed: "Oh?"

Then, he looked Ji Qiu up and down, with a somewhat incomprehensible look in his eyes:

"The so-called Confucians should have the world in mind."

"Your literary heart is not bad."

"But if you pursue the realm of evangelism so early, are you really flawless? Why not practice more?"

There was some admonishment in Zhang Zihou's words.

After all, Ji Qiu, as Yue Wushuang, is only in his early twenties.

To be able to achieve the literary mind known as a great Confucian at such an age is already astonishing to the world. How much more can he go further and achieve achievements comparable to those of other scholars?

But Ji Qiu shook his head:

"Sir, the world is in chaos now. Although I have not followed the path of this life to the end, my literary heart has already established the path."

"Sir, if you don't believe it, you can see if the fruit of my thoughts is perfect!"

Having said that, Ji Qiu used a literary heart as the basis to manifest the thoughts and energy all over his body without any reservation.

It was something that Zhang Julu had spent his entire life seeking. Even though the thoughts that Ji Qiu cultivated in this life were not strong enough and were far from being comparable to those at his peak back then, the 'quality' in them was the same.

After all, the true spirit is one person, so how can there be two kinds of perceptions?

"Um?"

Feeling the artistic conception of the young man's thoughts in front of him, Zhang Zihou plucked the strings with his fingers, and his expression changed slightly.

"Is there anyone in this world who is born with knowledge?!"

The old man's heart was filled with turmoil.

Even so, his state of mind couldn't help but change at this time.

You must know that the foundation of Ji Qiu's literary heart was achieved through Zhang Julu's sacrifice of life and death in the end!

Moreover, it was cast based on the "Five Classics", which is listed as the authentic one.

Who in the world can match such a shocking Taoist fruit?

Even Zhang Zihou may not be able to compare!

His eyes were filled with solemnity, and his originally calm expression had changed.

Zhang Zihou looked at Ji Qiu who was slowly putting away his thoughts, and his tone was slightly condensed:

“Really perfect.”

"The young prince has the appearance of an ancient saint!"

There was exclamation in his words.

At the same time, it can't help but be mixed with a slight pity.

"However, you will never become a Taoist in this life."

The conversation changed suddenly, almost from heaven to earth.

Even Ji Qiu couldn't help but frown slightly:

"What do you mean, sir?"

There was some confusion in his words.

Since my foundation and path are flawless, why can’t I attain enlightenment and preach?

With doubts.

The next moment, Zhang Zihou gave the answer:

"Because, there is no 'fruit' in this world that can carry your ship."

"The realm of preaching is to use one's own path to practice, to formulate a family's opinions, and finally to establish a doctrine and educate a party."

"This is a process from scratch, and the difficulty in it is inherently more difficult than reaching the sky!"

"What's more, you, my young prince, have a foundation that is almost the same as the one cast by the ancient saints."

"With such a foundation, if I think about it, I am afraid that only by creating one of the Five Classics from scratch, or writing the Four Great Documents, can I have the opportunity to achieve such achievements and bear such fruits."

"Well, it can only be said that you were born at the wrong time. If the sages of the era when a hundred schools of thought contended as recorded in the bamboo slips, with the qualifications of the young prince, I am afraid that you would be ahead of the predecessors, and you might not be able to be titled a saint!

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"However, the cultural context of this world is prosperous, and all the explanations are based on small insights. From the small path, you can glimpse the big road. Once you get up, you will be on the road to great sage and great success."

"It's no longer possible to get around."

At the end of the sentence, even Zhang Zihou couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken in his words.

After all, such outstanding seedlings are rare throughout the ages!

It is indeed a loss for Confucianism and Taoism to stop at the level of literary mind.

After hearing what he said, Ji Qiu's mouth twitched.

The words were said in a blur, but he understood them.

Nothing more than that.

He laid the foundation with the authentic Five Classics, and then used the Thirteen Prefectures of Great Yan to bring peace to the world. The combination of the two created a literary heart that was somewhat beyond the scope of the times.

No matter how hard he opened up a line of theory, he would ultimately be unable to successfully implement this idea.
To be continued...