Chapter 74: Three Volumes of Bamboo Slips(1/2)
The morning comes clouds and fog, and the evening colorful clouds.
The sunshine in the distant sky shines on the Wuji Palace, the main hall of Taiyin Academy, and is refracted from seven colors.
The infinite is boundless, endless, infinite, and endless.
The ultimate attitude of Tao.
It is also the supreme realm that Li Chunqiu seeks.
On Wuji Palace is endless spiritual energy that is constantly falling. It slides down the glazed tiles on both sides of the palace, making up for the spiritual energy in the entire Taiyin Academy. This is just the Changtian Waterfall.
In the tall and dignified palace, Li Chunqiu sat quietly on the white marble platform, his shoulders were like the sun and the moon hanging in the sky, and his power was hard to describe.
In front of Li Chunqiu is the virtual image in Zixiao Palace. The virtual image is connected to the pillar of the supporting palace of Wuji Palace. It is three zhang high and six zhang wide, and is very small.
In the picture, Zhao Zheng, dressed in black in Zixiao Palace, stood on the glass platform, pointing out the country with great spirit.
The bright moon and stars rippled in Li Chunqiu's desolate eyes. Looking at his apprentice, he couldn't help but smile with relief.
When accepting disciples, you should accept Qin Shihuang, and you have the ambition as a mountain as a dragon.
Maybe it’s because my own children are beautiful no matter how you look at them.
In Li Chunqiu's eyes, Zhao Zheng is perfect.
The discussion of Zixiao Palace is still in progress.
But when Zhao Zheng slowly said the sentence "Everyone should be like a dragon for all summer", Li Chunqiu knew that all the situation was settled.
There is no desire for contend for a hundred schools of thought, and the enemy of hundreds of schools is not a person who will take the position of the emperor in the future.
Their opponent is from the Hundred Schools.
It's like beggars are not jealous of the emperor's income, but they are jealous of beggars who earn more than they do on the street.
Although it is inappropriate, it also has the same meaning.
Li Chunqiu, who was sitting on a high seat, waved his sleeves gently, and the picture connected to the hall in Wuji Palace slowly disappeared.
Turned into light spots and drifted in the air.
"Mr. Lao Dan, are you satisfied with Langhuan Palace?"
Li Chunqiu asked softly, but there were a lot of echoes in the palace.
Sitting under the platform, Zhao Xicheng, dressed in brown and yellow vegetarian clothes, put down the bamboo slips in his hand when he heard this. He had already left his crown and his long hair shawl.
Like the hermits in the mountains, they can no longer see the authority of the old men of the Gong clan.
"Report to Mr. Chunqiu, Mr. Lao Dan is extremely satisfied."
Zhao Xicheng's voice was hoarse and vicissitudes, and full of respect.
Li Chunqiu nodded when he heard this, as if he was satisfied.
Lao Dan is a wonderful person who overwhelms the hundreds of schools.
I am like water, only these sharp people from the hundreds of schools of thought in the water will not be able to sing long swords.
Li Chunqiu raised his head and looked at Zixiao Palace in the distance.
"Tomorrow, Lao Dan, the Lord of Langhuan Palace, will meet his colleagues!"
"My bookkeeper is not enough to just have a whole book."
"It should be the leader of the world."
After the words fell, Li Chunqiu turned his gaze to Zhao Xicheng in zizi clothes.
It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.
The former old man and the current master, today's Daobike.
Is it bitter?
He couldn't help but feel emotion and asked.
"Zhao Xicheng, can you regret it now?"
Zhao Xicheng bowed his hands and kept moving, and the long wind blew his pale hair.
"Don't regret it!"
People must have their own beliefs in life, and Zhao Xicheng's belief is: born without regrets!
In his heart, all regrets are a shame for men.
Therefore, even if you do something, you must not regret it or make mistakes to the end.
"It's interesting!"
An indifferent voice echoed throughout the palace.
Li Chunqiu did not comment on him either, but just took out three scrolls from his side and threw them away.
The scroll was pulled by invisible silk thread and gently fell from the air into the hands of Zhao Xicheng, who was dressed in maroon.
Zhao Xicheng looked at the bamboo slips in his hand calmly, and saw that it read: "Industrial Volume·Deleted Version", "Agricultural Volume·Deleted Version", and "Medical Volume·Deleted Version".
This is a secret scroll carved from Zhao Xicheng in the past. He wrote a secret technique. Why did he give it to him again today?
Zhao Xicheng looked puzzled.
"What does the immortal mean?"
On the high platform, Li Chunqiu closed his eyes.
"This thing, after discussing the Tao today, will be handed over to Zhao Zheng."
"I told him to hand it over to his father that Zhao Zheng intended to wipe out the world. As his master, I have to give him some foundation."
"And bamboo slips are too complicated after all, and papermaking is time to come."
"Thank you immortal!"
Zhao Xicheng bowed.
Even if he lost his identity as the elder of the Duke of Qin, he lost only his identity.
He is still from Qin and Zhao Xicheng.
Still have a heart that hopes that the Qin Dynasty will be strong.
"I thank you, I'm not giving you anything."
Li Chunqiu glanced at Zhao Xicheng.
"Of course, I can't give it to you for nothing. I asked that guy Zichu to get a pound of high-quality jade to deliver it."
"Everything has gains and losses, and no one can get a bargain out of thin air."
"promise!"
Zhao Xicheng bowed.
This is already a huge cheap.
Jade is a valuable thing in the end.
As for agriculture, medicine, and industry, these three volumes can be changed.
To be precise, all the books in Langhuan Palace are worthless and precious treasures of the country.
No matter who gets it, you can go out to join the generals.
If it is a country, it can be favored by one or two, and the world can be subdued.
Zhao Xicheng looked at the bamboo slips in his hand and said in his heart: Qin has Zhao Zheng, so it should be prosperous.
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In the Zixiao Palace next to Wuji Palace.
The discussion is still continuing, but the focus is not on Zhao Zheng.
Everyone was convinced by Zhao Zheng's theory of humanity and agreed that the hundreds of schools of thought covered it.
The argument is no longer on it.
Zhao Zheng quietly looked at the debate in front of him.
What he didn't expect was that he had no trouble in his discussion.
On the contrary, the debate between the various scholars, from humanities, national politics to human nature, if Zhao Zheng had not sat on the high platform, many people would have turned the literary fight into a military fight.
This era is about various schools of thought, and about swords, guns, sticks and sticks.
Confucianism has six arts, Mohism has a ranger, Taoism has swordsmen, who is not martial arts in the Warring States Period?
Not becoming a full martial arts show also gave Zhao Zheng face.
Only after the eighth drum sounded in the Zixiao Palace in Taiyin Academy, everyone slowly stood up.
To be continued...