With a beam of light floating above the vault of heaven. In place of the power of the readers. More and more rays of light pervade the sky; these are the power of the people’s public opinion. It is also a power of heaven and earth. Xu Qingnian did not rely on the power of … Read more
A gentleman’s sword. It is their talent that is cut. And the second sword of the gentleman is to make them suffer. As Confucian scholars, they don’t do anything for the sake of the world and don’t understand the meaning of the sages. What they study all day is how to become a government official, … Read more
The books are not thick, but they chronicle Li Ping’s life. The person is as his name suggests, plain and uneventful. Through the simple diary, Xu Qingnian sees an ordinary reader, a very ordinary reader. Somewhat optimistic, perhaps also a bit old-fashioned, but more upwardly mobile, willing to bend for five buckets of rice, but … Read more
The small world of the Palace of Literature. Hong Sheng’s voice was decisive. Ten days later, the Great Wei Palace of Literature disengaged. When this was said, all the great scholars were shocked. “You’re detaching after ten days? The time is a little fast, isn’t it?” “Yes, Hong Sheng, that’s a bit of a quick … Read more
The Great Wei Palace of Literature. An unparalleled vision reflected in the vault of heaven. A saint’s silhouette also appeared in the Palace of Literature. No one had expected that Xu Qingnian had attained enlightenment of the Holy Dao at this juncture? Was he about to become a saint? The Confucian students revealed shocked expressions. … Read more
Kyoto Tribute Academy. Upon seeing Zhou Renming’s article, Xu Qingnian’s complexion, changed slightly. [A Strong Nation Policy – Respect the Saints and Be Strong, Disdain the Saints and Decline] This is the beginning of Zhou Renming’s article. The lines are sprawling and the content of the article, in general, says nothing more than that if … Read more
The Imperial Capital of the Great Wei. Inside the Hall of Nourishing Heart. The empress sat on top of the dragon chair, looking slightly silent. In the main hall, the six ministers and the nine princes of state are standing below. They had gathered late at night today to discuss the secession of the Great … Read more
“Marquis, Lord Chen Zhengru Chen is here.” Along with Yang Hu’s voice rang out. Xu Qingnian came back to his senses. “Lord Chen Zhengru?” Xu Qingnian became somewhat curious, but still walked towards the outside to greet Chen Zhengru. The lobby of the marquis’ residence. Chen Zhengru sat quietly in the hall, not knowing what … Read more
Kyoto, Great Wei. In the middle of the Marquis of Ping Chaos’s residence. Wu Ming’s voice continued to ring out. After he had finished talking about the seven systems, the next step was the martial dao system. “Disciple, of the ten grades of martial dao, the first six grades, my master will not talk to … Read more
Wu Ming’s voice rang out. It was domineering and direct. There was no concession in his tone. The Zhu Sheng Clan, kneeling outside the capital of Great Wei for three days and nights, wrote a ten-thousand-word confession. It was a great humiliation, a humiliation that, to them, was no better than killing them. A dead … Read more