Zhang Yuchen yawned, not knowing that he had already launched a Confucian and Taoist challenge to the gentleman from the Intermediate Court.

Even if he really knew, he didn't care.

This is his battle plan.

With the blessing of three battles of talent and Confucianism and Taoism, he has been determined.

It is almost impossible to get him to write bad articles.

Since there is no way to do the worst, then just write half of it at all.

It’s like if the perfect score for an exam is 100 points, and I’m half right, isn’t it just 50 points?

As long as you get an average ranking, you can ensure that you won't receive any unnecessary attention, and you don't have to hide from others when copying books.

Although his strength is now considered the best among his peers, he does not want to become a thorn in the side of some people.

There are many famous people, so copying books requires tranquility and far-reaching. If some blind people insist on distinguishing themselves from others, it will waste time.

After the four examinations were passed in this way, Zhang Yuchen immersed himself in copying books again.

On the other hand, because he wrote Xunzi's "Encouraging Learning", the inheritance of the Later Saints in his body seems to have been subtly improved.

"Today is not your intermediate school assessment? Why are you here so early?"

"After the students have finished the exam, they will naturally come to copy the books."

The old man nodded. He naturally noticed Zhang Yuchen's efforts.

Since he is a good student, it makes sense to submit his papers in advance.

"In this academy, I'm afraid only a few people in the upper academy can work as hard as you."

"But why are you still in the middle court?"

"Maybe it's because the students are not talented enough."

"Talent..."

The old man suddenly seemed to be feeling something:

"I've been guarding here for who knows how long. I've met countless students, some of whom even work harder than you."

"But in the end, they end up disappearing from everyone. Hard work can determine the lower limit, and talent can determine the upper limit!"

"If people don't obey orders, it seems that they can't do it."

Obey?

Zhang Yuchen silently copied the book and sneered in his heart.

If I obeyed, how could I still be in this world?

However, the Zhang family is useless, and outsiders respectfully call you Fourth Young Master, but in the family, you are not even a dog!

It’s your destiny to obey that mother’s bullshit!

If there really is a sky in this world, then I will use my pen to tear that damn sky apart!

A breath of turbid air suddenly came out, and the stroke of the pen in his hand paused slightly.

"The 550th successful copying of the book, reward: Yasheng inheritance!"

"Another new inheritance? Yasheng? Could it be Mencius?"

Zhang Yuchen was startled for a moment, and the next moment, he felt as if his heart was shaking. The pain was unbearable, and a golden light seemed to appear in his mind!

"You can't be lascivious when you're rich!"

"Poverty and lowliness cannot be removed!"

"Mighty and unyielding!"

Three paragraphs of mottos flashed in his mind, and the next moment, he felt as if his spirit was enveloped by a layer of faint golden light, and all the scenes in front of him seemed to be seen clearly!

Looking at these three paragraphs again, it seems that only "Poverty and lowliness cannot be moved" exudes a faint golden light.

"That's it."

"The inheritance of Yasheng can make me sober on Tiantai and not be affected by the outside world."

Zhang Yuchen suddenly realized that there are many powerful methods among the six paths.

Among the four realms of immortals, Buddhas and demons, the ones they are best at should be bewitchment and spiritual attacks.

Once all the three maxims inherited by Ya Sheng are clarified, no one in this world can disturb his sanity or disturb his Taoist heart!

"Wealth, poverty, and power should refer to three realms."

"Thinking about it carefully, even though I am surrounded by rumors and others are scornful of me, most of them laugh it off and always think about revenge. It seems that it is because of this that this motto lights up."

"Sure enough, it is the inheritance of a saint. Does it need to be consistent in words and deeds?"

Zhang Yuchen suddenly felt excited. He originally thought that he might only be able to obtain the inheritance of one kind of saint, but now it seems that he has taken all the inheritance of the three saints of Confucianism and Taoism into his heart!

By that time, I will truly be the Confucian sage among Confucian sages.

Unable to bear the excitement in his heart, Zhang Yuchen looked inside, but unexpectedly discovered that his awe-inspiring righteousness had a faint golden luster due to the Yasheng inheritance!

This is the symbol of Haoran’s righteous transformation!

The righteousness varies according to the Tao. Madmen are red, scribes are white, scribes are black, and Zongheng is indigo.

But never has there been such golden righteousness!

"Although I don't know what this means, don't think about it, it is definitely a good thing."

Zhang Yuchen took a long breath and his eyes became clearer.

The road to revenge that should have been quite long before his eyes seemed to be becoming wider and smoother!

......

"Huh?"

Zheng Daoyuan suddenly looked in one direction, and his heart was horrified.

"Pavilion Master, what happened? Why are you showing such an expression?"

Noticing his gaffe, Zheng Daoyuan shook his head slightly.

"It doesn't matter, it's probably my misunderstanding."

"Let's not talk about this for now, how are things prepared?"

"Everything is ready!"

Zheng Daoyuan nodded indifferently and looked in a certain direction of Tianjing City.

He is one of the evil sects in the world, the leader of Mohu Pavilion.

Since the Ming Dynasty unified Kyushu, it has issued bans and arrested and tortured people in the Jianghu. The reason is simple: chivalrous men violated the ban with force.

Those who are obedient will be given an official position to wear down their blood, and those who are disobedient will be killed on the spot, leaving no one alive.

Naturally, the same is true for Mohu Pavilion. They hid in the east and set up spies in Tianjing, and finally got the opportunity today.

The Ming Dynasty and the Houthis were at war on the border, and Tianjing was empty.

The spies sent information that the three great scholars were away teaching and were not in Tianjing.

Zheng Daoyuan also knew in his heart that with the few people he had on hand, it was almost impossible to overthrow the Ming Dynasty.

But just like a wolf hunting, as long as you stare at a place to bite, you will always drag the beast to death.

In order to take revenge, he had been preparing for this trip for a long time, thinking over and over again, and finally set his target on Daming Academy.

There are three reasons.

First, since Ning Jiangzi spied on the way of heaven and became a Confucian sage, he suddenly chose to conquer the world with military force, which cut off the chance of Jiuzhou Confucianism and Taoism to become a saint. At this time, the Ming Dynasty may not have produced half-sages, and basically all

Great Confucian, easy to handle.

Second, the Ming Dynasty was in trouble, and the martial arts scholars were nervous and attacked the academy. The martial arts supreme might be happy to see its success.

Third, those who proposed that chivalry use force to break the ban are these damn scholars!

Zheng Daoyuan took a long breath and turned back suddenly:

"Brothers!"

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the Pavilion Master in front of them. Needless to say, their hearts were filled with rage!

"The jackal of the Ming Dynasty has been oppressing me for a long time. Today, I, Zheng Daoyuan, the master of Mohu Pavilion, will kill him in the Ming Dynasty Academy and let him know the consequences of oppressing us!"

"Although we only have a small amount of power, we can embrace hundreds of rivers. The rivers and lakes are no longer bloody. We and other people with lofty ideals are needed to take the lead in the charge!"

"Can you follow me and slaughter those damn rotten scholars?"

"Swear allegiance to the Pavilion Master to the death!"

"Swear to death!"

Everyone responded to the call, and in the blink of an eye, countless people from all walks of life followed Zheng Daoyuan into the secret passage in Tianjing City.
Chapter completed!