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"Etiquette!" Accompanied by Chu Nan Gong's words, Fu Su, Jiang Chen and others stepped towards the Little Sage Village. Fu Nian immediately sang loudly, and saw many Confucian disciples on the steps, each wearing a formal dress and looking solemn. They all bowed to Fusu and saluted.
"This is the Eight-Yuan Dance that represents the highest etiquette!" Chu Nan Gong stroked his beard and said, looking at the Confucian disciples who were respectful in their words and deeds, a smile appeared on his face.
However, the famous family Gongsun Linglong smiled and asked: "Since it is the dance of eight hundred people, why are there only six rows?"
"Yu, there are eight emperors, six princes, four officials, two scholars, and eight people are just collective names." Chu Nan Gong responded in a deep voice: "Fusu is a young master, so he can only enjoy the treatment of princes."
"Nangong is indeed well-informed." Jiang Chen complimented the other party without any trace, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: People who live longer are indeed different!
"The ceremony is completed!" As Fu Nian spoke, the Confucian disciples lined up on both sides, exposing the passage in the middle, and respectfully welcomed the important figures in the empire.
Everyone followed Fu Su into the village, and saw beautiful mountains and clear waters, birds singing and fragrant flowers, and halls and pavilions scattered throughout it, just like a fairyland on earth. Even though everyone was an extraordinary person, they couldn't help but nod secretly, sighing in their hearts: This Confucianism The Holy Land Xiaoshengxian Village is indeed extraordinary.
Even Fusu, the eldest son of the empire, couldn't help but praise: "Little Shengxian Manor is worthy of the Confucianism in the world. It is very extraordinary!"
"Look!" Gongsun Linglong suddenly screamed. Everyone looked around and saw a white crane hovering above the tall building. It circled the building three times before leaving gracefully.
"The poem says that the crane's cry in Jiugao and heard in the sky is the sound of recruiting talents." Fusu said leisurely: "If I am not wrong, this building must be a gathering place for the sages!"
"Good Lord," a flash of admiration flashed in Fu Nian's eyes, and he immediately responded respectfully: "That's where the library of Little Saint Xian Manor is."
But at this moment, I heard Xunzi suddenly say: "Master, Xun Guang is old and frail and cannot stand for a long time. Please allow me to retire first!"
"Mr. Lao Xun is here to greet you. Fusu is already uneasy, sir, just please do it!" Fusu spoke in a warm voice, showing everyone's demeanor in his words.
Jiang Chen saw this and couldn't help but be secretly impressed by this young master Fusu.
Li Si, on the other hand, couldn't help but frown when he saw Xunzi leaving, and thought to himself: "Teacher is getting more and more stubborn as he gets older!"
Zhao Gao seemed to have thought of something, and smiled strangely on his face. However, he never thought that at this moment, his eyes met Jiang Chen's eyes in the air, and the strange smile on his face instantly solidified. It has also become extremely ugly and bitter. Crying does not feel like crying, and smiling does not feel like smiling.
"Master, please!" Sensing the strange changes in the scene, Fu Nian quickly spoke in a deep voice. Now he just hoped that nothing unexpected would happen during this trip.
Everyone immediately walked towards the library under the guidance of Fu Nian. Jiang Chen looked at a big tree in the garden and couldn't help but let out a sigh. At that moment, he sneered and looked into Zhao Gao's eyes. Full of playful smiles.
Sensing Jiang Chen's gaze, Zhao Gao suddenly felt a little angry. However, at this moment, Jiang Chen's faint words came to his ears: "The dragnet is so pervasive that it can run a killer organization to such an extent. , Master Zhao is quite capable!"
Zhao Gao's expression condensed. He looked around without any trace, and saw that the people around him had not changed at all. He didn't know where. This was the sound transmission technique used by Jiang Chen. After a brief thought, he also sent a sound transmission and replied: "It's all for the Empire!"
"I hope so." Jiang Chen said in a nonchalant voice without leaving any trace or comment: "I'm so happy and congratulated to hear that Mr. Zhao has been promoted to the position of Commander of CRRC!"
"No one can be more favored by the Holy Family than Jiang Shangqing!" Zhao Gao responded with a bit of sourness: "Fang Fu joins the empire and becomes Shangqing."
"If you are capable like me, you can also enjoy this kind of treatment." Jiang Chen said indifferently: "By the way, I forgot to tell you something. Young Master Fusu agrees with me very much, so I hope that The snare and even the people involved in the snare, it is best not to set your sights on him, otherwise..."
"Huh?" Hearing this, Zhao Gao couldn't help but feel nervous, and a strong murderous intention burst out in his eyes. But fortunately, he was still restrained. After a moment, he suppressed the murderous intention that was about to boil in his heart, and then he He asked with a smile on his face, "What would happen otherwise?"
"I thought you would never want to know the result in your whole life." Jiang Chen said with a bit of joking, "Do you really want to know now?"
"I don't want to." After being stunned for a while, Zhao Gao finally responded through gritted teeth. However, it was not difficult to hear his resentment from his extremely embarrassed voice.
"Are you angry? Interesting." Jiang Chen smiled coldly and immediately followed Fusu, walking slowly to the front of the library.
"There is a tall building in the north, which is as tall as the clouds. It fits the picture of this building!" Fusu looked up at the tall building in front of him and couldn't help but admire it. After the words fell, he wanted to step in, but he never thought that at this moment, , where he looked, he caught a glimpse of the cold light shining on the giant tower that Sheng Qi was carrying. He felt a little unhappy at the moment and said, "Just wait outside. Don't offend this elegant place with your killing weapon!"
"That's right." Jiang Chen chuckled, stretched out his hand to press the hilt of the Chilin Sword on his back, and then, in the eyes of everyone who was extremely surprised, the Chilin Divine Sword disappeared for no apparent reason.
"Sumi Mustard Seed, space magic?!" Chu Nan Gong's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but praise: "Jiang Shangqing really has great magical powers."
"Excuse me. It's just a trick in the world. It can't be regarded as a palace of elegance. It can't be called a magical power." Jiang Chen spoke calmly, but there was really not much humility in his words. The restrained dominance makes people even more frightened.
Accompanied by Fu Nian and the others, Fusu, Jiang Chen, Li Si, Zhao Gao, Xing Hun, Hong Hou, Gongsun Linglong and Chu Nan Gong entered the library one after another.
There are naturally a lot of books in the library. Jiang Chen took a quick look and roughly estimated that there were at least 100,000 volumes of classics hidden in this building, although not as much as the Mohist secret scrolls. They were made of special cloth and were all bamboo slips. But in terms of quantity alone, it was enough to destroy more than one avenue of the Mo family.
With a thought in Jiang Chen's mind, the moment his soul broke through the heavenly spirit, his consciousness had already wrapped up all the bamboo slips in the huge library. He had just completed his own Taoism. It was a great opportunity to accumulate knowledge and lay the foundation for future breakthroughs. .
Fusu also stepped forward, picked up a book from the bookshelf at random, and began to read it. But just a moment later, he came to the main table with a serious expression on his face.
Fu Nian and others thought something was wrong in their minds, and heard Fusu ask in a deep voice: "After the emperor pacified the Six Kingdoms, he implemented the policy of 'writing with the same text', and ordered the abolition of the original scripts of the Six Kingdoms, and the unified use of Da Qin Xiaozhuan. This... Mr. Fu Nian should know that! Then why do these newly copied books still use the original Six Kingdoms characters?"
Taking a deep breath to steady his breath, Fu Nian immediately responded in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "The purpose of Confucianism in establishing a library is to completely pass down the classics of all dynasties so that we can admire the works of our sages. Your merits will benefit future generations!"
Fusu asked again: "Does Mr. Fu Nian know the emperor's intention of promoting Shu Tongwen?"
Fu Nian quickly responded: "His Majesty the Emperor has foresight, Fu Nian does not dare to speculate in vain!"
"The text is the voice of the heart. If the text is not consistent, the heart is not unified. For the empire, this is the greatest danger!" Fusu said with a serious look on his face: "Since King Chuzhuang aspired to the throne, wars have continued for hundreds of years. The root cause is the turmoil in people's hearts. Emperor Father is deeply aware of this, so he formulated this national policy in the hope of bringing the world back to its center. This is the only way to completely resolve the conflicts in the world and benefit the common people. Other than that, everything is trivial!"
"Thank you for your teachings!" Fu Nian responded: "Fu Nian immediately asked someone to copy all the books in the building using Xiaozhuan. However, he also begged the young master to allow the original books to be preserved, so as to live up to the purpose of this building!"
Fusu nodded slowly, accepting the matter. He was about to say something, but at this moment, he suddenly heard Zhao Gao say: "Master Qi, the distinguished guest you invited has arrived!"
Hearing Zhao Gao's words, Fusu was slightly startled. When he came to his senses, he smiled and said: "Master Xiaomeng is here, let's go and greet her..."