A stone table and two stone benches. Zhao Gongming put the chessboard on the stone table and invited Lin Baixuan to take a seat.
Lin Baixuan also sat down, grabbed a handful of white pieces, and said with a smile, "But I don't know how to play chess"
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!" Zhao Gongming laughed and said, "This chess method is the way of the world, and the artistic conception is endless after learning. Brother Lin Dao is the top figure in the world, how can he not know how to play chess?"
One taught seriously and the other studied carefully. Before I knew it, seven days had passed.
Lin Baixuan twisted the chess piece in his hands, and was about to drop it, when his fingertips trembled suddenly, and a chess piece jingled and rolled off the chessboard. Hitting several chess pieces next to it disrupted the chess game.
Zhao Gongming didn't think it was a pest, but laughed and said: "The big thing is done!"
He patted his head, and purple air rushed out from the top of his head for three thousand miles. Suddenly, there were six kinds of vibrations, six kinds of music, and six kinds of colors in the prehistoric world, all of which gushed out from the sky, the ground, and the heart, and all gathered in the purple air. Countless creatures, no matter whether they are gods, gods, earth immortals or ordinary people, demons and monsters, all fell to the ground to worship, tears streaming down their faces, moved for some reason, and cried for some reason.
Someone sighed softly again, and the five-color divine light turned into a thousand-mile five-color long river, converging together into the dense purple air, and gradually merging into one.
In fact, Lin Baixuan could already imagine that after Zhao Gongming talked about Kong Xuan, victory was inevitable after the ideological contention of later generations.
In the past, Kong Xuan was the protagonist of the tribulation of sages in the Three Realms. When a hundred schools of thought were contending, a good corpse was reincarnated as Kong Qiu, whose name was Zhongni, and whose name was King Xuan.
What Lin Baixuan was curious about was that in this age of heaven-given monarchy, Confucianism is a majestic mountain with interlocking links, its teachings are intertwined, without any flaws, and it can indeed be called a virtuous sect. What theory did Zhao Gongming use to defeat the flourishing Confucianism?
Hearing Lin Baixuan's question, Zhao Gongming didn't hide anything, and said with a smile: "Brother Dao doesn't know, the foundation of Confucianism is the law that I cut off teaching. In the past, when Kong Xuan came out of the robbery, it was because he was full of anger, benevolence, wisdom and courage. Righteousness and faith complement each other, the people are the most important, the community is second, and the king is the least. This teaching is not tolerated even by saints. Isn¡¯t it inciting the rebellion of the world in the three worlds? Therefore, a saint quietly made a bad move. The word was changed to the word 'Li', and the Confucian Zhenpai Zhibao Zhengqi Knife was replaced by a merit ruler."
"Afterwards, there was Zhu Xi, a disciple of Xuandu, who perfected the Confucian teachings with the principle of studying things to gain knowledge. Li is Li. Li is Dao, Dao is Taiji, Taiji is Qi, and Qi transforms all things. Righteousness is not lost. Li is the first, followed by Qi. Confucian teachings start from here, and the word Li is the first."
"At this point, the Confucian doctrine has a flaw! Benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith seem to be intertwined, but in fact there are already contradictions and conflicts. The fortune of the five magic tools of the Spring and Autumn Ruler and the Brush has gradually faded. From the perspective of the poor, even if I If you don't argue with Confucius, it will be a thousand years sooner, or three thousand years later, and Confucianism will no longer exist!"
Lin Baixuan couldn't help being horrified. In the original period of history, from the prosperity of Zhu Xi's Confucianism to the popularization of Marxism-Leninism and Mao-Deng Thought in the world, it was indeed less than a thousand years. Zhao Gongming's eyes are as bright as a torch, and he really deserves his reputation!
"Confucianism is the foundation, Dao is the body, the law is the standard, and ink is the application" Lin Baixuan thought for a moment, flicked his sleeves, disturbed the chessboard, stood up, and said in a deep voice, "Where is Lu Wu?"
"It's in the barracks down the mountain!"
"Take me there!"
Zhao Gongming smiled and said, "Brother Dao, please¡ª"
The two of them took a step forward and came to the foot of the mountain. Surrounding the mountain, there are endless military camps. The villages in the distance seem to be dotted with cities and towns, prosperous and prosperous, and they are a self-contained force.
In a big tent of the military camp, Lu Wu struggled and said: "Let go of me! Xue Li, if you don't let me go again, don't blame me for turning your back on me!"
Xue Li was wearing armor all over his body, with a bright silver halberd pressed tightly on his chest, he shouted: "Brother Zhao Dao ordered me to capture you and imprison you in the barracks for a day. If you stay honestly for a day, it is a day. It's only a day of making trouble, so why bother asking Xue to fight with you?"
"Don't scare me with Zhao Gongming!" Lu Wu stopped struggling and yelled strangely, "Seeing that the Conferred God is about to rise, so what if I let me be happy for a few days during this period? You don't want beautiful women and wine, but I enjoy it ! Liang Jie may come someday, so do you even care about this matter?"
"Heh! What a white-robed Xue Li! Lu Wu is a true immortal, and he is a rare opponent in the world. I never thought that you could suppress Lu Wu with a single silver halberd. It's really amazing!"
As soon as the door curtain was lifted, Zhao Gongming and Lin Baixuan entered side by side. Xue Li was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help saying happily: "So the Emperor of the Underworld has also arrived! Last general Xue Li, see the Emperor of the Underworld!"
Lu Wu lay on the ground with his back on his back, rolled his eyelids to look, sat up suddenly, and shouted: "Underworld Emperor, you and Donghuang Taiyi let me become a god, and now I am in an extremely miserable situation, it is all thanks to you two! "
"Extremely miserable?" Lin Baixuan glanced at Lu Wu amusedly, and said with a smile, "Fortunately, you were once a mountain god of Buzhou. Before reincarnation, you were clearly a true immortal. How can you live longer and come back now? You have become an earth immortal realm?"
Zhao Gongming laughed at the side: "Brother Lin Dao doesn't know, this Lu Wu is lazy. Back then, he was a true immortal because he belonged to the Yin Mountain. The bigger the Yin Mountain, the stronger his strength. Now that he has devoted himself to reincarnation, instead Cut off the thread of traction. These years have been better. When I first met him, he was a dandy, playing with birds and bugs, ignorant, and notorious. He let a maid conceive a child when he was only twelve years old. Now that child is more promising than him"
"Oh?" Lin Baixuan asked curiously, "How do you say it?"
"The child could read at the age of three, recite essays at the age of five, and compose poems at the age of seven. He could read all the classics and biography of Zishi. After I took Lu Wu away, I happened to meet the reincarnated Mr. Hengqu, so I let the child join Hengqu Mr.'s family is now considered to be both civil and military. Mr. Hengqu said that when he is crowned, he will be bestowed with the word 'Junshi'!"
"Mr. Hengqu is here?" Lin Baixuan shuddered, suddenly remembered something, and muttered, "Lu Junshihow does this name sound familiar? Where is the child's real name?"
Lu Wu sat on the ground, and when he heard the words, he became energetic immediately, turned over, jumped up, put his hips on his back and laughed loudly: "I personally chose the name of my precious son. Kong Xuan said before that the dead are like a beautiful husband, and they will never give up day and night." It means that even if you are dead, you have to be like Xiufu, playing day and night. Although I don't know who this 'Xiufu' is, I really appreciate the artistic conception"
"The dead are like Hideo?"
The two looked at each other, but Zhao Gongming shook his head and smiled wryly.
Lin Baixuan took a deep breath, stepped forward, beat him with a wave, and shouted: "I call you a dead man like a showman! I call you a dead man like a showman!" After kicking and kicking, Lu Wu screamed again and again, and ran away with his head in his arms. .
His movements stopped suddenly, and he said in surprise: "LuXiufu?" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com