Peace Order-Chapter 807 - 98: Common Man, Confucian Scholar, Su Wang_2

At this moment, both Chen Dingye and Jiang Wanxiang simultaneously lifted their heads, their gazes scrutinizing, watching the quietly seated Gongyang Su Wang from afar. This Su Wang, born into poverty, had to copy books for rich aristocratic families in his youth just to have the chance to read them.

If it meant acquiring knowledge, he would trek hundreds of miles, merely seeking the essence of one word.

After inquiring, he would promptly return home.

Gongyang Su Wang, born into hardship, suppressed conflicts between different schools, yet several times refused the invitations from Chen Country and Ying Country to enter officialdom, all to maintain the existence of the Academy during these turbulent times.

Talented individuals from across the world would come to the Academy to further their studies, learning the Six Arts of Confucianism and the doctrines of All Schools. Over the years, he managed to quell countless school disputes, ensuring most scholars could study peacefully. Through generations of accumulation, today’s legacy was formed.

He even allowed the Academy’s scholars to enter the world.

What are you gambling on?

Was it the appearance of the Chi Xiao Sword that made you decide to gamble once?

Both Chen Dingye and Jiang Wanxiang pondered.

Li Guanyi walked step by step to the high position of the feudal lords, observing Jiang Wanxiang, Chen Dingye, then seated himself in another spot, adorned with a golden silk crown and a scarlet Qilin cloud pattern battle robe, with civil and military sleeves, one side of the robe revealing armor.

He held wine to offer to Ji Zichang, then drank alone.

Feudal lords have their stances, Confucian scholars have their perseverance.

He saw the resolve in Wang Tong’s eyes and understood what the teacher intended to do.

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Feng Xiao took a sip of wine, watched the swirling changes in the sky, and murmured, "It’s a disaster, truly a disaster. I thought something was going to happen, but after Lord entered, it turned out to be even bigger than I imagined."

"Act according to the flow, move against the tide."

"Seize a chance to intervene, grip its core, and gradually move forward."

Feng Xiao took a sip of wine and murmured:

"Those who are driven by others are slaves, those respected by others are guests, those who cannot establish themselves are temporary guests, those who can establish themselves are long-term guests. Guests long-staying but unable to manage matters are lowly guests, those who can manage matters can gradually hold the key positions and become the host."

"The lord’s power is weak, the power of all countries is strong."

"The lord comes to Central State like a visitor, the first step is to establish a foothold by taking the guest position; the second step is to seize the opportunity; the third step is to intervene; the fourth step is to hold key positions; the fifth step can turn into the host."

"Thus, interventions have been made, and Mr. Wang Tong doesn’t know what to do."

"But the opportunity for [Reverse the Situation] has arrived."

Feng Xiao drank heavily, was about to do so, but suddenly his vision blurred.

As if he saw a small Mystic Turtle fly out of the void.

Feng Xiao was stunned, reached out, and rubbed his eyes hard.

"Hmm? Mystic Turtle?"

Feng Xiao finally began to doubt himself and murmured, "Did I drink too much?"

"Finally, my brain is muddled from drinking?"

Until that Mystic Turtle Dharma Form, carrying a surge of Inner Qi, impatiently appeared and slapped Feng Xiao on the forehead, waking the little drunkard up, the Mystic Turtle swayed and turned around, its turtle shell glowing with a golden light.

The patterns on the shell composed themselves into Li Guanyi’s handwriting.

It was Li Guanyi who summoned his Mystic Turtle Dharma Form.

Feng Xiao discerned the words composed of the patterns on the shell’s back, his expression gradually growing solemn, then nodded, saying, "What the lord says coincides with my thoughts, the small Mystic Turtle tells the lord."

"Feng Xiao will not disappoint him."

Feng Xiao raised the wine jug to drink.

Hesitated for a moment, and hung the jug on his waist, licking his lips, feeling the pulse of his heart and the sensation of boiling blood.

Rode away on a horse in a wild gallop.

The Mystic Turtle Dharma Form transformed back into energy and returned to Li Guanyi’s body.

Thus Li Guanyi knew that the message relayed by the Mystic Turtle outside his body had indeed been delivered, could slightly relax, gaze turned calm and serene, watching this philosophical debate.

Mr. Wang Tong himself was quite valued as a young disciple of the Gongyang Lineage of Confucianism, quite wise, one of the renowned scholars invited by Yue Qianfeng when planning to rescue General Yue.

In the Academy, he embodied the streams of three schools.

But Cheng Rulong and Zhu Jingmian were different.

They absorbed part of the Taoist knowledge, preserving the divine principles and extinguishing human desires, composing the essence of humanity through divine principles.

In their theory, what Heaven manifests in humans is exactly the Three Principles and Five Virtues.

Beyond this part and what is necessary for survival is human desire.

Human desire, opposed to divine principles, should cut human desires and preserve divine principles, Li Guanyi watched Wang Tong’s grand battle, these Confucian masters possessed inner strength around Fourth Layer Heaven, with stronger Primordial Spirit Energy.

At first, it was between Cheng Rulong and the two.

But later, facing the steadfast Wang Tong, Cheng Rulong and Zhu Jingmian gradually found it hard to respond. Scholars also took notice of this young master, initially thought to have taken many disciples, proficient in three schools, but yet to form his own school.

This philosophical debate became increasingly intense.

Initially, it was merely Zhu Jingmian and Cheng Rulong.

Later, scholars from Ming Sect, Ming Mo, Zongheng, Military School, Taoist, one after another stood up. Each had their own beliefs, their own reasons, their own resolve, their own school, with disciples coming to debate Wang Tong.

All Schools, great scholars who had read tens of thousands of volumes stepped out, they were clever people, understanding the great competing philosophies of the world, realizing there is no notion of right or wrong, knowing what decides the outcome of a philosophical debate should be power. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

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