Three days later, Zhou Qing went on a trip with a disciple of the sect to buy things. When he came back, his expression was very excited!
"That's true, but why can those numbers help me practice?"
After understanding the origin of the records, a stone fell in Zhou Qing's heart. For a while, he didn't seem to be so curious about the records. It's just that the records are not the vitality of heaven and earth, and they are not the essence of heaven and earth. How can they help him?
Practice.
And from the perspective of these days of practice, there is no serious problem. Under the sect of all mysteries, the connotations of each volume of classics are extremely clear, the control is seamless, and all kinds of things are at your fingertips.
"Why are you thinking so much? This world is already a bit strange, so it seems that it is not surprising that such a strange thing appears!"
But then, Zhou Qing shook his head and threw this thought out of his mind. It was completely useless to think about it. Instead of having that skill, it was better to quickly increase the number of years and improve the cultivation level quickly.
According to the rules of Tianzong, if someone with his status wants to go down the mountain to practice and practice, he must at least have a perfect and innate cultivation level. According to the senior brother, with his current progress, it will take more than two years.
If there is a way to shorten this process, why not?
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"Zongquan, how many people do you think there are in the whole world?"
The entire Tianzong was built according to the mountains. Except for the reduction of many unnecessary mountains during the construction of the sect's buildings, everything else has been preserved. On one side of the ridge, huge dark blue stones are embedded in it.
Early the next morning, Zhou Qing's small body was still sitting cross-legged on a high stone. The air here was very good and the breeze was very cool. Looking from a high place, he could almost see the entire sect's headquarters.
Due to the instructions of his senior brother, Zong Quan has been practicing with Zhou Qing these days. Although Zong Quan is now seventeen or eighteen years old, after spending some time with Zhou Qing, he doesn't seem to care about Zhou Qing's age anymore.
"Oh, how come the little uncle smells this problem?"
"The Zhou Dynasty divided the world for eight hundred years and divided hundreds of vassals. Today, there are still dozens of vassal states left. Now the seven lords are vying for the throne. Each country has a population of millions. If combined, the population must be no less than 30 million.
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Walking to Zhou Qing's side, he found a comfortable place to sit and sat cross-legged on it. After listening to what the young master said, he couldn't help but have some questions. This question seemed to have nothing to do with practice!
Even so, based on my own understanding, plus listening to other people's discussions before, I calculated quickly on my fingers. After more than ten breaths, I gave my own answer. Although it may not be accurate, I think the difference is not big.
"The geometry of the monarch?"
The childish voice came up again. Zhou Qing stopped practicing at this moment. He supported his small face with one hand and looked at the beautiful scenery of clouds and mist in the distance. As soon as Zong Quan finished his words, he spoke softly again.
"There are dozens of vassal states, and naturally there are dozens of monarchs!"
Zong Quan smiled slightly and responded quickly.
"Sir, what do you think the doctor is?"
Zhou Qing looked motionless, blinked his eyes as if out of boredom, and asked again.
"There should be more than ten thousand!"
Zong Quan thought about it and felt that it should be no more than a few. The princes and states had three princes and six ministers, and there were endless officials. Plus various noble inheritances, it should be at least tens of thousands.
"Among the tens of millions of people in the Xia Dynasty, how many people know the name of my Taoist ancestor?"
Zhou Qing was silent for a moment, and then asked again. The topic was not relevant, and Zong Quan did not know what the young uncle wanted to know.
“There are still mouths of a million!”
As a hidden sect, Taoism must be known to the rest of the hundreds of schools of thought, and the officials and ministers of the princes and states must be aware of it. If you calculate it this way, there are still millions of people talking about it.
"How many people know the name of Confucian Confucius?"
Hearing this, Zhou Qing smiled slightly, and this question seemed to be getting more and more interesting.
"There should be more than my Taoist ancestors. In recent years, Confucianism has occupied the land of Qilu. There are many Confucian masters in Xiaoshengxian Village, and their influence is very extensive!"
Nowadays, Confucianism and Mohism are the most prominent schools, and those who know about it are naturally grateful. However, Taoism pursues something different from them, so Zongquan did not delve into this issue.
"Can ordinary people read through my Taoist classics? Can ordinary people read through my Confucian classics?"
With constant questioning, Zhou Qing seemed to be getting closer and closer to finding his answer.
"No!"
The words of the ancestors have a subtle meaning, but they are extremely obscure to read, let alone ordinary people. As for the Confucian classics, there are many rules and regulations, and they are very boring.
"When you think of the sage Zhuangzi, what is the first thing that comes to your mind?"
Withdrawing the arm supporting his small head, Zhou Qing stretched his waist, then tilted his head slightly and looked at Zong Quan.
"Huizi said: You are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish?"
"Zhuangzi said: You are not me, how do you know that I don't know the joy of fish?"
"When mentioning the sage Zhuangzi, Zongquan's first thought was to think of the conversation between Zhuangzi and the famous master Huizi on Haoliang. My uncle asked so many questions, but what answer do he want to know?"
Although it was not difficult to answer so many questions at once, Yu Zongquan was still confused in his heart. He first asked the population of Zhu Xia, then asked the sages, and now he said vague words.
"I want to know what theory can really spread throughout the world and be understood by everyone in the Xia. What I said to you today makes me feel that there are hundreds of schools of thought and thousands of schools of thought."
"However, most of them are for their own development and strength. Among the hundreds of farmers, the most powerful ones are undoubtedly the peasant families, but the peasant families only number a few hundred thousand, and they cannot represent the entire Zhuxia peasant family at all!"
"The Zhou Dynasty ruled the world for eight hundred years, Confucius ruled the Spring and Autumn Period, and the Warring States Period was divided into seven heroes. No matter how the situation in the world changes, only a small number of people will benefit in the end, so I want to reopen a theory of the sage Zhuangzi!"
"The real doctrine, the real schools of thought, truly puts the ideas into the ears of everyone in the world!"
His words were gentle, and after thinking about it, maybe he should do something, maybe to increase the number of records, or to not live in this world in vain, but the five-year-old Zhou Qing once again sat upright on the boulder.
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He spoke slowly and ignored the surprised words of Zong Quan beside him. The real struggle between the hundreds of schools of thought should be among the hundreds of schools of thought throughout Zhuxia, not among the hundreds of schools of thought of a small group of people.
"A theory of the sage Zhuangzi?"
"What do you mean, little uncle?"
Zong Quan also knew a lot about the sage Zhuangzi. However, as a sage of Taoism, most of the theories passed down by Zhuangzi coincided with the various classics of Taoism. Of course, influenced by other schools of thought, some of the theories were not Taoist.
language.
"Speaking of which, the sages have also been involved in this theory, but it is not as obvious as that of Zhuangzi. As for the specific reasons, I will think about it carefully and then I will talk to you!"
Zhou Qing shook his head gently, and his mind turned over the classics of Zhuangzi that he had read. Among them, there was an article in "Foreign Things" that once said: If you are tired of uncovering the pole, if you are interested in drinking water, and if you are guarding the turtle, it will be difficult to catch a big fish;
The novel is about being a county magistrate, who is far away from Dada.