The Human Emperor

“I'll take care of this! ”

Li Jun was envious of the white clothes and fell to the ground, suddenly opening his mouth. Compared to a few days ago, his face was much paler and his eyebrows were a little more pale, apparently he had not slept well in the past few days. Wang Chong's “way of attacking" was something he had never encountered before, and no one in Datang would act like him.

But this is exactly the exotic king of Great Tang.

“Power is truth” is spreading everyday in folk, and Li Jun is envious of what this trend will be. But after days of thinking, he couldn't find a better way. Wang Chong's approach was too clever, not only promoting his ideas, but also blocking their mouths.

“More than that, the Great Theory of Us Tibet, the loss of the Five Crossbows of Western Turkic, the Asnatorjin of Eastern Turkic, the Gao Sen Emperor Yuan Gai Su Wen, and the Big Foods all sent letters urging us to stop the matter. In return for our scouts in various countries, there has been a backlash within each country, calling for the cancellation of all agreements signed with us, and even for discussions to bring back all the troops that have been abolished! ”

At this point, a voice sounded, and the bamboo mirror responsible for spying stepped forward and opened its mouth.

“Buzz!”

Upon hearing this, Li Junjealous, including all the Confucian masters in the room, looked up tightly.

“When did this happen? Have you heard from the court? ”

Li Jun looked up.

“It was a private message, that is, a few days ago, because I was worried that you were under too much pressure to tell you. ”

Bamboo Mirror.

In the room, listening to this, everyone took a long and relaxed breath. Since it was a private letter, that meant that there was room for moderation. Obviously, the countries did not want to go to war with Great Tang. But it is clear that all the countries on both sides felt a great threat from Wang Chong's actions and from this storm of the Beijing master, and hoped that Confucianism would stop the matter from getting worse.

“In fact, it's not just the countries, the Chancellor, the old lady and the Qi Wang have written to us several times to ask, what should we do about this? ”

Beside, Matsuo sighed and said a few words.

Confucianism is under a lot of pressure, not only on the periphery and the surrounding countries, but also on the chapel. Whether it's Qi Wang, Old Teacher or Chancellor, they are important allies of Confucius Gate.

Wang Chong's “power is truth” spread throughout the capital and Kyushu. Everyone sees it. Obviously, the Great Prince, Qi Wang and the Prime Minister are there to hope that Confucianism will change the current situation.

On the other hand, the white girl's lips moved, but after all, she couldn't help but say that the son was exhausted and faced enough pressure without adding any more trouble to him.

In the moment, the hall was quiet and silent. Everyone's eyes look in the same direction, and each eye is an invisible pressure.

Li Junqiao is the leader of Confucianism. If there is a fight against Wang Chung at this level in the world, I'm afraid he is the only one left.

“Got it! ”

Liang Jiu, Li Junje finally said, at that moment, countless thoughts flew through his eyes, and finally, Li Junje's eyes gradually became firmer.

“No one is insignificant in the presence of the kings of the world. Confucian millennium foundations must not be destroyed in their own hands, let alone in the hands of the exotic kings, in the face of unprecedented opportunities. ”

“Prepare for me, bathe and change, I'm going to the temple! ”

Wum!

Hearing the words "Temple”, everyone in the hall was surprised by the divine colour. Everyone showed a respected divine colour on their faces, even more respectful than in front of Li Jun's envy.

“Sir, you are going to...”

Side by side, Song Lao walked forward, bowed and cautiously.

“Mmm!”

Li Jun nodded with envy:

“This is a battle of ideas, and it's not just about our Confucianism, it's time to meet him. ”

Li Jun sighed.

……

Just two hours after the end of the meeting in the hall, a wagon mingled into the crowd, crossed the heavy street alley and finally into the northwest corner of the King's Division, in a merlin adjacent to the palace.

At the entrance of Merlyn, two golden dragon flags stood and the dragon flag was displayed, beside the Yulin army and Jin Wu Wei, which would only appear in the palace.

It is clear that such places are not accessible to ordinary people.

Li Junjealous presented a waist card, which was not examined, and quickly entered the depths of Merlin.

Silence!

It is hard to imagine such a secluded place in the capital master. After entering a trail, bending and turning, Li Jun's carriage stopped in front of a golden and glorious palace.

“Sir, here we are! ”

A Confucian disciple soon got out of the car and opened the door. Li Jun envied the robe and quickly walked out of the carriage. Bang, the ankle landed in the moment, a fragrance characteristic of Merlin drifted into his nose.

“Haven't been here in a long time! ”

Li Jun took a deep breath and looked at everything he was familiar with. His heart was emotional.

Turning his head, Li Jun glanced at a huge palace. There were no plaques on the palace. Only a stone tablet was erected more than ten steps from the gate. The tablet was written in vermilion with several large words:

Head of the Manju!

Then below is the seal of one side, which says "By God”!

From the marks on the tablet, it is clear that there has also been a very long time.

“Kozong royal seal! ”

Li Jun looked at this tablet and flashed a thought in his mind.

In successive dynasties, apart from “Dacheng to Saint” and “Ascension Monzi”, successive emperors rarely gave the Zhu Zhiyu seal to the Confucians, and the words "the head of the Manju" were not affordable to anyone. Jin Wu Wei is stationed, high zoning jade seal, just these two points, the people living in this golden yellow palace are in an extraordinary position, not comparable to ordinary people.

Li Jun envied the large sleeve floating and looked at the palace in front of him. Many thoughts passed through his eyes. Outside the Imperial City, in the northwest corner, this Merlyn and Merlyn's hidden palace have little knowledge of the people, but in the Confucian vein, all the Confucians, Hongju, Borju and Confucians have supreme status.

This is a true Confucian temple!

Because it is inhabited, or dedicated, by the true Confucian spiritual leader of the whole world.

“Junren, no injustice; Junren, no injustice; Junren, no injustice! ”

“As for those who rejoice in the joy of the people, they rejoice in the joy of the people; and as for those who worry about the worries of the people, they worry about the worries of the people. ”

“The people are expensive, the society is second only, and the king is light. It is therefore up to the people of Qiu to be the heavens and the sons to be the gods, and the gods to be the doctors..."

……

When Li Junjealous appeared in front of the temple, the sound of reading was coming out of the temple for a while. Unlike the general church, there are not childish sounds coming out of it. Each of these readings is incredibly old and looks like a Confucian or Hongju before the age of fifty or sixty.

“Sir, Zhu Zi already knows you're here, please come inside. ”

For a moment, an old man in a grey white cloak crossed the threshold and walked out of it. If anyone were here, it would surely come as a great surprise to see the old Confucian, who is very famous throughout the Lake Xiang area. More than twenty years ago, a "Confucian theory" spread throughout the world and was embraced as a guide by Confucianists.

Rumor has it he's long dead, but who knows, he's been in the temple for over a decade.

“Many thanks! ”

Li Junqiang respectfully returned the gift and then slipped his robe into the palace.

In the palace, quietly, in the absence of a golden guard or a feather army, only a blazing incense stove lay beside each other, giving off a smell of musk. And in front of a dragon-shaped, tiger-shaped, crane-shaped incense stove, a Confucian or Hongju dish over the age of fifty sat on the floor, or wrote a painting, transcribed a scripture, or closed his eyes to meditation, as if he were studying science.

These people focused on their own affairs. When Li Junjealous came in, they didn't even look at it, and Li Junjealous didn't care. He rubbed himself by these people and walked in.

Reading sounded closer and closer, crossing a palace. Behind the palace, Li Jun envied a plaza made of stone slabs and a simple, but clean, grasshopper. After this magnificent palace, it is hard to believe that such a humble hut is still standing, if not seen with one's own eyes.

Though humble, this thatched shrine gives people a sense of dust, freshness, elegance, and a sense of sanctity. Instead of pulling a little lower next to the gorgeous palace, everyone who sees it will feel that this gorgeous palace has become tiny in front of this shrine, unlike this thatched shrine, and the surrounding Merlin and Bamboo Ringer.

Although strange, Li Jun's envy has long been faint.

A famous Confucian, Hongju floated on both sleeves, constantly crossed the square, or through the hut, or left straight away. Li Jun moved in envy and quickly walked over. At the door of the prairie hall, only a named Confucian, Hongju, and Old Confucian were sitting on their knees on the ground in a row, holding the gift of their disciples, and focusing on reading with a man.

Their moral reverence is like a young man who knows nothing, learning with a deeply educated teacher.

The Confucianism, the Confucianism, and the Old Confucianism were placed in the land of Kyushu, each of which was highly respected. Learning to this extent no longer requires learning from others, and no one can teach them any more. But in this grasshop, one kneels like a boy, and instead of having any shame, these people reveal a great honor, as if it were a great honor to stay here and study.

Everyone's face seems to be treasured for the opportunity to stay here and study.