The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

Chapter 729 Who does not know the king in the world? !

As a Confucianist, what can you do that will completely ruin your future?

There is no doubt that plagiarism.

As long as you plagiarize and are discovered by Confucianism, no matter what your status is, no matter who you are, and no matter how high your Realm Cultivation Base is, you will be blacklisted by the 72nd Academy of Confucianism and the entire Confucianism and Taoism. .

It can be said that Confucianism, if you no longer have a place to stand, you will become a rat crossing the street, and everyone shouts and beats.

Even if you are Kong Sage’s apprentice, that won’t work. There is no room for negotiation on such matters.

It is shameful to take the hard work of others to achieve your Qingyun Avenue.

There are two reasons why Mr. Shi Zhichang suspected Zhao Linger’s plagiarism.

First, that is the handwriting of the poem itself, and the handwriting of the title “Zhao Feifan”, which came from the hands of the two.

Zhao Linger said that Zhao Feifan was her father-in-law, which is understandable by Shi Zhichang.

After all, some high-ranking people have different temperaments from others. Maybe this Zhao Feifan really has this talent. He likes the Sumeru ring, but he doesn’t want to show up. Let the own dao companion come to the conference with his own poem. Shi Zhichang allows This way.

However, one person can make a sixth-rank fairy poem or a seventh-rank hymn in a short time. This is Shi Zhichang’s conjecture about the level of “Plum Blossom”, and it is already inseparable.

However, this Zhao Feifan, in addition to “Plum Blossom”, actually has a song “Winter Snow: Farewell”.

Shi Zhichang’s poetic attainments are said to be the number one under Confucianism and Taoism to eliminate Kong Sage!

Yan Hui, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and singing, are proficient in everything, but Shi Zhichang, only loves poetry.

Therefore, if you really want to learn from the bottom of the box, it is only inferior to poetry, Yan Hui is inferior to practice. Similarly, Shi Zhichang also repays his deep respect for Yan Hui’s Almighty King.

In this world, Confucianism and Xiu together can be the Almighty King, only Kong Sage and Yan Hui!

At a glance, Shi Zhichang concluded that this “Winter Snow · Farewell” definitely has the appearance of a nine-stage hymn, and it seems to be just a fragmentary poem, and there is half of it in the back, but that person does not Write.

What does the nine-class hymns mean in Confucianism?

Shi Zhichang’s poems are the first in Confucianism, and he has written nine-class hymns in his life, which can only be worth five poems.

Not to mention the rest of the people, even Shi Zhichang himself, including Yan Hui, who wrote the Ninth Grade Hymn, will definitely announce it to the world as soon as possible.

This is the cause of human vanity, and no one can avoid it without entering Sage.

In Confucianism, there is such an unwritten rule that anyone who writes a ninth-grade hymn can become a named disciple of Kong Sage.

Kong Sage’s named disciple, although not like Yan Hui, Fu Nian, and Shi Zhichang, the disciples who entered the room, but their status and status are also detached, which is almost a step up to the sky.

How can anyone in this world make a ninth-grade hymn that can be hidden for such a long time, without telling the world, but to participate in a small cold festival, just to get a dimensional Sumeru ring?

This doesn’t make sense!

Of course, except for that step master!

Thinking of Bushoushi, Shi Zhichang’s respect suddenly grew.

Shi Zhichang has only admired three people in his life. The first two are piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry, song and fu, Kong Sage and Yan Hui of the Confucianist Eight Paths Almighty King, and the third is the step taken by the Jiupin hymn. extraordinary.

“Girl, why are you in Guangling City, but you are not willing to come to Tianyahaige?!”

Shi Zhichang looked at Zhao Linger with an extremely severe tone.

As a former sage of Confucianism, he hated plagiarism.

“Well, I’ll be honest!”

Zhao Linger was very helpless. She looked at Shi Zhichang and said, “My father said, if he comes, he will bully the children as an adult. He cares about Face!”

“Boom!”

Zhao Linger’s words completely detonated the anger of many Confucianists on the fifth floor.

“Joke, the Great Cold Festival is Xiliang Country, and even all the scholars in the surrounding countries yearn for it. This annual grand festival, who is this Zhao Feifan, who is so crazy?!”

“Zhuzi, ranting rants, it is unreasonable to regard the Great Cold Festival as a small slapstick, and to treat me and the Confucianists as a child!”

Since Zhao Ling’er is not very old, and his bone age is only twenty, many of the advanced Confucianists at Realm can see it almost at a glance.

Twenty-year-old girl, she can’t be the same as Shi Chang and Yan Hui when she is big.

This sentence almost offended all the Confucianists present. They looked at Zhao Ling’er with cross-brows and vertical eyes. If Shi Zhichang were not here, they would have rushed to teach Zhao Ling’er with emotion.

Zhao Ling’er is very helpless, this is what Bu Huaneng’s original words meant.

He really felt that when he came here, it was an adult bullying a child, a real dragon fighting with a group of ants, like a Sage, who had killed a mortal. If this kind of thing were to spread out, the world would laugh at it.

“Okay, don’t make any noise!”

Shi Zhichang’s pale brow furrowed, and he snorted, all Confucian scholars hurriedly shut up.

“I can’t decide on this matter myself. There are many Confucianists here, and I have two little friends, Lin Tiannan and Liu Mang, who are half sages of Confucianism and Taoism!”

“Next, I will read out Zhao Feifei’s second poem, and everyone will listen carefully, and then give me an answer. Look at this poem, how many grades can it make!”

After all, Shi Zhichang looked around Lin Tiannan and Liu Mang, the two of them nodded, not daring to neglect.

“Ahem!”

After coughing twice, Shi Zhichang prepared to chant.

Bu Linfeng next to Shi Zhichang looked at Zhao Ling’er with a cold face and an expression of disbelief.

‘Impossible, absolutely impossible. Even the teacher has only made five Ninth-Rank hymns in his life. That Zhao Feifan is no more than a Confucian scholar and is younger than me. How could he make Nine-Rank hymns? It must be plagiarism, it must be! ’

“Thousands of miles of yellow clouds are shining, and the north wind blows wild geese and snow.

Mo Chou has no confidant in the way ahead, and no one in the world knows the king. ”

“The name of the poem “Dongxue·Farewell”!”

After chanting a poem, the fifth floor can be heard silently even after dropping a needle.

After a long while, Lin Tiannan reflected it for the first time.

“Mo Chou has no confidant in the way ahead, no one in the world knows you!”

“Good poem, good poem, good poem!”

Lin Tiannan stroked his palm and stood up directly from the chair, his old face flushed, and he even said three good poems.

“The last two lines of this poem are enough to endure forever!”

Liu Mang was also full of horror. Who is this person who could actually write such a poem, not to mention other things, only the song “Winter Snow · Farewell”, the name of that person is enough to be included in the annals of Confucianism. For future generations of all students to read and worship.

“The north wind blows wild geese and snow, and someone can write such a profound poetry. I’m afraid I won’t be able to catch up in my life!”

“This kind of talent is enough to make me wait for the younger generation of Confucianists to carry on my life. This is the arrogant, my Confucian arrogant!”

“This kind of talent is truly unparalleled in the world!”

“It’s just a pity, who is the real owner of this poem? It was written so long and so famous, but it was copied by the people of Damn it!”