C192 The Art of Literature and Ink Helps Halberd City(2)

Other things might be nonsense, but a master was equivalent to a father. He could not lie. "His Highness is actually learning the Qi Family's spear. It's really unexpected." Zhan Kuo immediately stood up. "Everyone knows that the Qi Family is wronged. I didn't expect that there would be a descendant. When the heavens see pity, when the heavens see pity, when the heavens see pity. " After a good while, he bowed toward the sky and said, "Your Highness, you have learned the Qi Family's spear. Is your master still in construction?"

"He has learnt all of them." Ji Cheng nodded. "Master did not hide anything. He taught me everything he knew."

"Of course, Uncle Qi is here." Meng Xia, who was standing next to him, interrupted him. "Back then, my father protected my young master and escaped to the grasslands. He was seriously ill because no one took care of him. Fortunately, Your Highness saved me. If not for Your Highness, I'm afraid... " The one who saved Qii Liufeng was actually Ji Cheng's mother, but Meng Xia dragged the time back by a few years. Anyway, this was not a lie. Qii Liufeng had indeed received favors from Ji Cheng and his son.

"Your Highness is righteous." Zhan Kuo immediately said, "May I know how to address this general?"

"Right General Meng Xia" Meng Xia straightened his back: "My grandfather, Meng Long, was once the vanguard general under General Qi Junshan's command, but was persecuted by the treacherous officials and his military post was taken away. He died with hatred. " Speaking of the past, Meng Xia was furious: "I hate the emperor for being muddle-headed, and my father and I were demoted to slaves. No one put away my grandfather's corpse. Fortunately, my kind heart was buried. "

If this was in the previous dynasty, no one would dare to mention it. But now, the king had changed. Besides, there was nothing to be afraid of. "Fortunately, Your Highness is righteous and helped my grandfather find the corpse and bury it properly. He also used the descendants of the Qi Family..." He calmed his emotions. "In the army now, all the high ranking generals are the old troops of the Qi Family Army. That is absolutely true. "

At this moment, the people in the pavilion were inexplicably shocked. They all looked at Ji Cheng, who was sitting quietly. Suddenly, the image of this invader in the hearts of the people changed. Slowly, traces of humanity began to form in their hearts.

"Don't just stand there and talk. All of you, sit down." Ji Cheng saw that the time had come and kindly invited everyone to take a seat. "If it was anyone else who encountered Master's misfortune that day, they would have helped him. It was just a matter of what they could do. Everyone, please smile."

Zhan Kuo shook his head and spoke the truth. "That's not true. If it was someone else, not only would they not help, they would also add insult to injury."

"Speaking of which, I am ashamed. At that time, I was still young and did not know what it meant to be implicated." Ji Cheng and Qii Liufeng's relationship was like father and son winning over father and son. At this moment, their true feelings were revealed without any pretense. "It's just that it's hateful that a hero like the Ancestral Master had his head separated from his body. After our army attacked the Imperial Capital, our bones were revealed. Master, Master, he... "

"A fool who has lost his mind." The scholars were furious. "War disasters befell all lives because of the king's unruliness. If the Great Zhou had such a fatuous ruler, it should have destroyed the country. It's a pity that innocent civilians were implicated."

Fu Zhizhi listened to their discussions silently by the side. At this moment, he finally opened his mouth. "The alternating wars between dynasties happen frequently. That is the law of nature. Human strength cannot be reversed, nor can it be reversed. One era is advancing towards another. The reformers want to become the dominators of the world. They must bear the negative impact of war. Humans are creatures with thoughts. We..."

She slowly pointed a circle with her fan, representing herself and everyone else. "They will suspect hatred and even take revenge on betrayal, superior..." She gestured to Ji Cheng. "If the superior wants the country to be stable, the hardships they have to go through are proportionate to the hardships they have to go through in the development of society. This is the Heavenly Dao, and the Heavenly Dao cannot be defied. "

The words used by Fu Ting were too unfamiliar to the scholars of this era. While everyone was pondering the profound meaning behind these words, he had already changed the topic to the main point. "The state needs a wise ruler, and the people need a virtuous ruler. Only such a country can be prosperous and prosperous."

Everyone looked at Fu Ting, who was talking with confidence and assurance, and saw her waving her folding fan with a warm smile on her face. "Why are we studying and becoming officials? That was not true. Serve the king? Not really." The folding fan stood up and walked to the side, looking at the great mountains and rivers." Why are you reading ten thousand books? It should be the biggest problem in history... "

Zhan Kuo also thought about it. He stood beside the Talisman Pavilion and said, "Since Pavilion proposed, he must have some insights. We are all listening."

Fu Ting slightly raised his chin and said confidently, "In my opinion, reading is better for the people. Everyone has clothes, and every family has surplus food. No one sells their children anymore. There are no more slaves in the world " The folding fan knocked on the palm of his left hand, which had the effect of a hammer hitting the nail on the head: "For everyone to read books!"

"No slaves?" Zhan Kuo and the others were stunned. "Then what kind of country is it?"

"It's a country, a new era." Fu Ting straightened his back. "Scholars study to save the world, right?" Everyone expressed their agreement. "Studying in a pavilion is to make everyone equal, without class. There is no oppression or exploitation. Our knees will only kneel in heaven and earth, no one will kneel in front of us... "

Fu Ting turned around and looked outside the pavilion again, waving his folding fan. A wave of mountain wind blew over. It was as if he was going to become an immortal and leave. "Everyone might think that Ting Zhi is exaggerating, but how could such a world exist? If there is a king in the world, there will be a class. " She looked at Ji Cheng. "Long live... fake." Then she smiled sweetly and said, "Ting Zhi believes that there will be a day like this."