The first thousand three hundred and seventy-five chapters are rich
Yang Kuanwen responded with a smile.
He glanced at Can Jian and the two junior brothers beside him, and his eyes were still on Tian Ming. Tian Ming had lived in Xianyang Palace for a long time, so he should know or know some other things.
Maybe they gained something.
Even if we get nothing, it doesn't matter. Today is just an old friend meeting each other and talking casually.
"..."
"Confucianism wants to implement the kingly way in the Xia Dynasty, but it has not been possible for hundreds of years."
"Although Qi and Lu are powerful, they are not involved in the chaos of the Central Plains. The Confucian way can be passed through all Xia without passing through the king. As expected, there are many vassal states, and the difficulties are great."
"If a Kuang country appears in the Xia, it may not be an opportunity for Confucianism."
"Perhaps it will be Qin that unites the Xia, or maybe it will be another country in the future. The inheritance of Confucianism will never be destroyed, and a unified Zhuxia is most suitable for Confucianism."
Two things happened before I came to Zi after hearing about Yang Kuanwen.
One is Hou Sheng, the other is Qi Lu.
But, in the final analysis, the ultimate goal is Confucian interests in Qilu.
Qin successfully destroyed Chu, but Qi could not be saved, and Confucianism faced a greater crisis.
The chaos in Qilu is not in line with the interests of Confucianism.
But... looking at the general situation, whether Confucians want to see it or not, with Qin's current national strength, even if it cannot win against Chu, there is no need to worry.
It only takes a few years to manage the Central Plains, and the national power can easily double. However, the Chu family is constantly entangled, which is a constraint, not to mention... the worst case scenario, Qin's attack on Chu fails.
If you turn around and attack them all, it will be easy.
Confucianism will also face the same situation.
If Confucianism really cared about those vassal states, they would not have given little help in recent years, but would have adopted a moderate approach to defending the city. Mr. Fu Nian's entry into the Qin Dynasty is a clear proof.
Those vassal states have never been within the protection scope of Confucianism.
At least not within the protection range of the core Confucian disciples such as Yang Kuanwen in front of me.
Among the hundreds of schools of thought, except Confucianism, the Mohists, farmers, doctors, celebrities, etc. do not have the mentality of Confucianism, and their members are clearly marked by vassal states.
Another ending.
"Is Yikuang's Zhu Xia more suitable for Confucianism?"
"Hahaha, it's worthy of the teachings of Senior Brother Fu Nian. As expected, what he said is similar to what Senior Brother Fu Nian meant, but... right now, it's not to that level yet."
Yang Kuanwen nodded when he heard this and couldn't help laughing.
When I was at Xiaoshengxian Manor, I heard Senior Brother Fu Nian say that although Confucianism has dominated Qilu for hundreds of years, there must be some other opportunity to spread the Confucian kingly doctrine.
Right now is a good opportunity.
What a pity, a hundred schools of thought are one. Confucianism has become entangled with a hundred schools of thought in recent years. Otherwise, there would be no need for me to come to Laizi. On the other side of the Great Wall, Confucianism would still be shouldering a heavy responsibility.
"The State of Zhao fell for several years, and Can Jian never returned."
"But I have heard that the land of Zhao is already stable, with acres of land being cultivated, merchants traveling on important roads, numerous cities and towns, Qin laws being passed, and there is no resistance from the people of Zhao as Can Jian expected."
"But...those aristocratic families and wealthy families who escaped from Zhao often have this intention!"
In the early years, I also hated Qin.
Junior sister is even more so.
However, the assassination of Ying Zheng in Xianyang Palace failed, and after the disaster, I spent the rest of my life thinking about what I had done, but I had a different feeling. Since the Spring and Autumn Period, wars have been going on, and there have been wars, and all of them are countries granted titles by the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Sure enough, as a citizen of Zhao, I should remember the kindness of Zhao and give it to those who resisted the powerful Qin!
But why did Zhao Guozhi not have such thoughts in the first place?
Jin is weak, why not help it?
Instead, he forced the emperor of Zhou to divide the land of Jin with other ministers and establish his own vassal state. Looking back on the past, the people of Zhao were also the people of Jin, the people of Zhou, and the people of Yin and Shang.
They are the people of Xia Jie.
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When the vassal states fell and were reborn again and again, the aristocratic families always benefited, while the common people who were the foundation of the vassal states always suffered in the wars.
The vassal states prosper!
Their life is not going to be so good!
The vassal states fell!
Their life is hard!
This is especially true when the State of Zhao is destroyed. For the common people, they always like to obey the strong and obey the general trend. Maybe they will resist the powerful Qin in the future.
The purpose is unknown.
Sure enough, wouldn't it be better if all the summers are restored and all the lands are stable?
The existence of the Chu State and the Qi State will only lead to more prominent wars in the future, and will only cause more common people to die in them.
Maybe it's an opportunity.
"If the intention of the broken sword leaks out, it will be very bad."
Yang Kuanwen smiled again and nodded to Can Jian.
For Confucianism!
A single Zhu Xia is good.
For Confucian disciples and disciples of hundreds of schools of thought, it is not like that.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In the private room, everyone was talking casually, when suddenly there was a rhythmic knock on the door. Sensing this, one person got up and walked forward.
After a hundred and ten breaths.
On the wooden table in front of Yang Kuanwen, Can Jian, Tianming and others, all kinds of delicacies and mellow wines are already displayed.
"Haha, our ancestors said that when you eat, you must change your food, and when you live, you must move your seat. You will never tire of fine food, and you will never tire of fine food."
"I have been hoping for a long time for the delicacies naturally found here. In the land of Songhai, there is an inn with a chef. If you take a bite of all summer delicacies, you can make something with the same taste."
"It's a pity... I haven't figured out the best taste of the delicacies that naturally live there. From what I heard, it seems to be a recipe that didn't exist in the Xia Dynasty and should have come to the Western Regions."
"There are also those sweet snacks, the junior sisters in the Little Sage Mansion really like them!"
"Looking at this today, it seems that in addition to these exquisite delicacies, these porcelains are also exquisite!"
Looking at the delicacies served on blue porcelain plates and the soup served in white porcelain bowls on the wooden table in front of me, it looks... just feels elegant.
Compared with those dim and bulky bronze vessels, bronze plates, and some cumbersome pottery objects, the difference was obvious. Yang Kuanwan placed one hand on the edge of a porcelain plate.
It is smooth, delicate, and has a different texture imprinted on it, which is quite pleasing to the eye.
"The name of this thing should be celadon and white porcelain among porcelains!"
"It is said that Xuan Qingzi, Marquis of Wuzhen of the Qin State, ordered the Shaofu craftsmen to bake it. It took several years to complete, and... these exquisite objects were even introduced by Tianshui Chamber of Commerce under Wuzhen Marquis."
"It seems that Tianzong Xuan Qingzi is also a wonderful person!"
Yang Kuanwen still knows the information about these things.
They are all related to Xuan Qingzi of Qin State.
Of course, whether it is related to Xuan Qingzi or not, it would be great if it can benefit all Xia.
"please!"
After saying that, he poured a cup of pure wine, raised it up, and looked at Can Jian and the others.
"Senior Brother Yang, please!"
"Brother!"
"Uncle Master!"
Everyone raised their glasses, glanced at each other, smiled, and then drank it all in one gulp. Then they drank from the contents on the wooden table. After dozens of breaths, they admired it again.
Tianming also thinks it’s pretty good!
It would be better if you travel through the summers and practice diligently, if you can be pleasant and comfortable.
Today's meal, if it were just the two of me and Can Jian Da Xia, would cost more than fifty gold, but Confucianism was really rich.
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The streams of light criss-crossed, and a light red sword light shadow touched a dark purple sword light shadow. In an instant, the vitality of the world trembled, and the energy aftermath swept around.
A sword was swung out, and purple energy came from the east, splitting the light into shadows, and leaving an endless aftertaste.
Broad green plants cover the martial arts arena. There are rockeries and lakes on the side. Traces of sword light are constantly falling on the hard stone floor.
The Chain Snake Soft Sword goes hand in hand with both strength and softness, blending mysteries and wonders, manifesting the authentic practice. With every move of your hands and feet, one sword is a move, and one move is followed by another.
Together with each other, the sword momentum becomes one, the sword intention is looming, and the edge is revealed in the entire area of several tens of feet. No outsider dares to enter personally. If they get even slightly closer, they will feel a different kind of pressure.
"Sister Zinu!"
"When do you think I will be able to break through to the state of becoming a god?"
After a stick of incense, two silhouettes of sword light separated from each other, descended from the sky, and stood in front of the pavilion next to them. They were dripping with sweat, feeling the consumption in their bodies, the operation of Xuan Gong, and the strange phenomena around them slowly dissipated.
A light red brocade dress enveloped her increasingly graceful figure, with picturesque eyebrows and elegant lips. Her waterfall-like long hair was combed into a snake bun with gold hairpins interspersed in it, making her sway with every step.
Holding the chain snake soft sword, it returned to its initial form. Since practicing the "Purple Clouds Sutra", the practice has indeed become much faster, and whether it is the internal energy storage of the hundreds of meridians in the body, or the practice of swordsmanship.
They were several times better than before. Not long after the Winter Festival last year, Sister Zinu meditated one night and safely broke into the spirit form, which was really the envy of Honglian.
The state of becoming a god!
In Zhu Xia, it is enough to protect oneself, and among the hundreds of scholars, there are not many who are at the level of becoming gods.
"Don't worry, the Zixia Sutra created by Xuan Qingzi contains the true meaning of Taoism. The more you force it, the harder it will be to break through. You are still one step away from the level of innate perfection."
"Practice slowly and you will eventually achieve a breakthrough!"
"From now on, you can further practice the Seven Swords of Zixia. Each of the seven swords and seven styles has its own mystery. As expected, you have gained the essence. When you fight against the enemy, you will be even more powerful!"
Wearing high purple boots and a well-fitting purple gown, she showed off her energy. She looked at Hong Lian Qi's begging eyes and comforted her slowly. Hong Lian was already late in practicing.
If the foundation is damaged, it is difficult to set foot on the transformation of the spirit. However, if you practice the mysterious skills of "Zixia Zhenjing" regularly, it has the wonderful effect of cleansing the marrow and changing the tendons, so you can persevere.
Hong Lian has stepped into the realm of divine transformation, and Zi Nu has no doubt at all!
"Sister Zinu, I can do it."
"But..., where is Zhuang...?"
With the "Purple Clouds Sutra", no matter what, the path ahead is there, you just need to practice step by step, that's it.
Hong Lian is also very confident about breaking through to the state of becoming a god. Although she doesn't know when, she will definitely break through in the future.
However... as he spoke, a different kind of worry flashed through his beautiful eyes. He turned his body slightly and looked towards the corner of the third floor of Zilan Pavilion in the distance. There... was his aura.
In recent years, he... has been practicing hard, and this has been the case since he returned from southern Xinjiang with the Wolf God.
He didn't say much about what happened in Southern Xinjiang. Even if he asked me about it, he wouldn't say anything, but he could feel that something important must have happened in Southern Xinjiang.
Otherwise, Zhuang would not do this.
"He...maybe going to Shushan!"
Zi Nu sighed softly and looked at where Zhuang was. The aura on his body became more and more cold and arrogant. He was obsessed with practice and strategy in quicksand, but he spoke less and less.
After hearing Honglian's words, he thought about it and said it anyway.