In the Xianyang Palace, Ying Zheng looked at the newspaper in his hand and said to himself: "Even if I go to the Heavenly Tower, I am only qualified to climb the seventh floor, originally I thought that you were just lying when you released this sentence, but now it seems that this is probably not the case, come here!

"Obey!" A black shadow suddenly appeared, knelt respectfully in front of Ying Zheng, and said, this is Ying Zheng's personal guard, the shadow secret guard. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although Dengtianlou is rich and rivals the country, Yingzheng didn't care too much about it before, because in his eyes, Dengtianlou is just selling glass to make money, but now Dengtianlou sells newspapers, so Yingzheng has to care, because he knows how convenient this kind of newspaper will be compared to bamboo slips.

You must know that Ying Zheng's daily review of the fold is as heavy as 120 kilograms, a day of review, the whole person is back pain, if you can change to this kind of newspaper I don't know how convenient it will be, the most important thing is that this kind of newspaper can be mass-produced, this is simply the best carrier of spreading culture.

"Ascend to the sky! What a step to the sky!" Ying Zheng looked at the direction of the ascending tower and muttered to himself.

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In the Little Sage Village, Tianming was wearing loose clothes, watching Shao Yu holding something that he didn't know what it was, and he looked at it with relish, and leaned over to take a look with some curiosity.

"What is this in your hand?" Tianming asked, pointing to what Shao Yu was doing.

"This is the newspaper, which I bought in the morning at the market. Shaoyu said.

"Newspaper?" Tianming thought for a moment, and realized that he had never heard the term again.

Tianming continued to read in the newspaper, although Yingzheng had unified the words of the Six Kingdoms, but Tianming still didn't know a few big characters, and after reading for a while, he pointed to a picture and smiled: "The big man with an axe on this is like Brother Xiao!"

"What do you know, this is called Pangu, but it is the first great god between heaven and earth!" Shao Yu glanced at Tianming with disdain, and said angrily.

"What is Pangu?" Tianming asked suspiciously.

Shaoyu patted his forehead speechlessly, and said helplessly: "You guy should read more books, otherwise it will be too embarrassing for my big brother." ”

"What do you say, you should call it Big Brother!" Tianming retorted not to be outdone.

Shao Yu shook the newspaper in his hand and said with a smile: "Call big brother, and read the story on it to you!"

"What's the story?" Tianming asked with some curiosity.

"A story about the gods!" said Shao Yu seductively.

"Big brother. Although Tianming was unwilling to call Shaoyu big brother, but he liked to listen to stories, and it was a story about immortals, he felt even more itchy, so he reluctantly called his eldest brother, seeing Shaoyu looking at himself with a smile on his face, Tianming hurriedly shouted: "I have already called your eldest brother, read me the story quickly." ”

"Okay, don't worry, look at the big brother and read it to you now. Shaoyu said with a smug face, and then read to Tianming the story of Pangu's opening of the world.

"Legend has it that before the birth of heaven and earth, the universe was pitch black and chaotic, like a big egg. Inside the big egg, only Pangu slept there and slept for 18,000 years.

One day, he suddenly woke up, opened his eyes and looked around, there was black and slimy everywhere, and he couldn't see anything, Pangu was so anxious that he panicked, so he picked up a board axe and slashed towards the darkness ahead.

Who knew that this split was terrible, and in an instant, I could only hear a loud sound of a landslide cracking the ground, which made the big egg crack at once, and some of the light and clear things slowly rose into the sky, while other heavy and chaotic things slowly sank into the ground. When the heavens and the earth were just divided, Pangu was afraid that they would close again, so he stood between the heavens and the earth, holding the sky with his hands and his feet on the ground, not daring to move a step.

Since then, the heavens have risen by a measure every day, and the earth has thickened by a measure. Pangu's body also grew taller every day as the sky increased. In this way, it stood up to the sky and the earth and persevered for 18,000 years. At last the heavens and the earth were made very strong. But because he was overtired, he eventually died of exhaustion.

At the moment when he was dying, he did not expect that his whole body suddenly changed radically: the breath exhaled from his mouth suddenly turned into wind and clouds, the sound of his moaning turned into rumbling thunder, his left eye became the sun, his right eye became the moon, his hands and feet and body became the earth and mountains, blood became rivers, the veins became roads, hair and beard became stars in the sky, skin and hair became grass and trees, muscles became earth, teeth and bones became glittering metal and solid stones, The sweat on the body has also turned into rain and dew and rain. ”

"Pangu is so powerful!" Shao Yu finished speaking, Tianming exclaimed, and then put his hands on his eyes and looked at the sun in the sky.

"Boy, what are you looking at?" Shao Yu asked curiously.

Tianming said without looking back: "I'm looking at the sun! I want to see how big the eyes of the Pangu God are!"

Shao Yu shook his head helplessly, and said with a smile: "Boy, this is just a mythical story! You don't have to be so serious!"

"There is even an elixir of life in this world, why can't there be Pangu?" Tianming turned his head to Shao Yu and retorted, and continued to observe the sun.

"Uh...... Well, you have a point. Shaoyu was also speechless when he heard this.

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The head of Confucianism, Fu Nian, finished reading the articles in the newspaper, put down the newspaper in his hand, and said to the two junior disciples with some excitement: "This newspaper has a huge role in carrying forward my Confucian doctrine, if every time the newspaper can be printed with my Confucian classic articles, then everyone in the world will take my Confucianism as a teacher, and Confucianism will reach an unprecedented peak, and I am worthy of the sages of Confucianism.

"Senior brother, if we can make every issue of the newspaper carry my Confucian doctrine, we will definitely be able to carry forward the Confucian doctrine, but if we want every newspaper to be printed with Confucian articles, the decision is not in our hands, but in the hands of the heavenly tower, and we can notice that the newspaper has a huge role in spreading the hundred schools of thought, I am afraid that it is not only our Confucianism. Yan Lu said out loud.

They all know that newspapers definitely play an extraordinary role in the promotion of Confucianism, but newspapers are not produced by Confucianism after all, and this time some of the articles in the Analects are only printed arbitrarily on the Ascending Tower, and no one can guarantee that the Ascending Towers will print the Confucian doctrine in the newspaper next time.

Fu Nian naturally understood what Yan Lu said, in this world, hundreds of schools of thought are contending, and I am afraid that there will be many people who can find that newspapers have a huge role in spreading theories, and Ying Zheng may also pay attention to the newspapers. I finally found a way to carry forward Confucianism, but I don't know where to start, this kind of fucking feeling is really unpleasant!

Fu Nian touched his beard with a little headache, and asked Zhang Liang, "Ovary, do you have any ideas?"

Zhang Liang put down the newspaper in his hand, arched his hand to Fu Nian, and said: "Senior brother, if you want to make every issue of the newspaper printed with my Confucian doctrine, then you must first get the consent of Xiao Xie, the owner of the Ascending Tower." ”

"Xiao Xie?" Fu Nian heard Zhang Liang's words, and felt that this name seemed to have been seen just now, picked up the newspaper and looked at it, only to see that on the third page of the newspaper, the author of the first poem "Snow Girl Words" was the eight big characters of "The First Prince in the World: Xiao Xie".

"It turns out that he is the owner of the Ascending Tower, no wonder he has such a big breath. Fu Nian touched his beard and said, before he saw this "Snow Girl Ci", ranked above the Confucian Analects, he felt a little unhappy, although this poem is a good word that can be passed down through the ages, but it is still inferior to Confucius.

Now I know that the author of this poem is the owner of the Ascending Tower, so it is normal for "Snow Girl" to rank first, after all, I dare to release it to the outside world, 'Ying Zheng is only qualified to enter the seventh floor. With this sentence, you can know how crazy the owner of the Ascending Tower is.