Out of Zuiyang Building, looking at the poetry and literature coupons in his hand, Wang Xu's face was entangled.

Pretending to be cool for a while, the consequences are unpredictable.

The Demon Clan has always had the habit of assassinating the elite of the Demon Race, especially an elite like him who has not yet grown up and may cause major damage to the Demon Clan in the future.

Now, he is just a little showman, once the demon clan makes a move, he will definitely not be able to stop it, and he doesn't want to be a son-in-law of the family, do he really want to be among the Taoist temples to avoid disasters.

To tell the truth, Wang Xu didn't want to have anything to do with religious figures, after Dong Zhongshu deposed the hundred schools, the dynasties respected Confucianism alone, and the relationship with Buddhism and Taoism was too deep, and it was inevitable that he would be attacked, which was not conducive to his future development.

But recall, this wave of calamity is not something he can bear, and if he wants to avoid the disaster, he must rely on external forces.

The big family, the two families of Buddhism and Taoism, the government, and the Confucian Temple, are the only ones who have the ability and may help him tide over the difficulties.

The family will only help if they marry him, and the two families of Buddhism and Taoism will be attacked if they are too deeply implicated, and they will inevitably become minions when they go to the government, and they will inevitably pay the price for help from the Confucian Temple, so it is very difficult to choose.

After all, these costs are difficult for Wang Xu to accept.

Take the government and the Confucian Temple as an example, the former needs him to be loyal to the imperial court, and the latter needs him to enter the battlefield of the two clans to fight for the human race after gaining fame.

Wang Xu didn't plan to enter the court as an official at all, he just wanted to be an unrestrained idle cloud and wild crane, write articles, copy poems, and raise enough fame, first become a great Confucian, and then become a sage, standing up, standing up, and being comparable to the three saints.

Becoming an official in the court will hold him back for a lot of time, not to mention, and he will inevitably fall into the whirlpool of party disputes.

A person's time is limited, to be an official, to fight for the party, but also to raise hope, but also to write a book and a biography, and he does not know how to dop, how can he be comprehensive.

The same is true for the Confucian Temple, which is dominated by the descendants of Confucius Sheng, Meng Sheng, and the descendants of the seventy-two sages, and governs Confucianism, whose main role is to contend with the demon clan, the barbarians, the status is transcendent, the responsibility is heavy, and the dynasty change is indifferent.

The only thing they care about is that the four clans are fighting for hegemony, and they ask the Confucian Temple for help, although they can get through the crisis, but they have to guard the border passes.

In Wang Xu's plan, only if he achieves Confucianism, will he go to the Two Realms Mountain to show his strength.

If you go as a person and a jinshi, it is difficult to get the right to speak, and I am afraid that you will not be able to come back.

You don't see it, the Jinshi who went to the town guard of the Two Realms Mountain, the Great Confucian, often goes for a lifetime, and can only come back after the sixtieth year.

Wang Xu admires these people, without the efforts of these people, there would be no peace in Kyushu.

But let him give up his small family for everyone, he is not so noble, and it is the same as entering the official mansion, and it will delay him a lot of time.

With this time, it is better to become a great Confucian as soon as possible and grasp a certain right to speak.

After all, sharpening the knife is not a chopping woodworker, Da Ru is the first step of his full outbreak, before that what he needs is accumulation, accumulation, and accumulation, anything that has nothing to do with accumulation is a waste of time for him.

"If you are an ordinary scholar, you would like to enter the sight of the Confucian Temple and go to the Two Realms Mountain to practice, but for me, this is more than worth the loss. It's hard to do, it's really hard to do, if I'm a jinshi now, no, even if it's just lifting people, it won't be as difficult as it is now. ”

Wang Xu threw the poetry and literature coupons in his hand, the text floated, the tone was vertical and horizontal, and a golden book emerged.

This book, without a title, and every page of the book, is a golden poem.

The first article reads: Only gold is expensive in the world, and you don't ask God to buy a teenager.

The second article reads: There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a free gold house in the book.

The third article reads: The mountains are colored from afar, and the water is silent when you hear it closely.

The fourth article reads: Who knows that Chinese food on the plate is hard work.

Sou!!

The appearance of the nameless golden book immediately attracted the poetry and literature golden coupon in Wang Xu's hand, like a drop of water integrating into the sea, into the nameless golden book.

In an instant, there was a fifth page on the nameless golden book, which read: "Remembering Jiangnan, the most memorable is Yangzhou..."

"What a nameless golden book, if I can copy hundreds of famous poems and bind a complete collection of Wang Xu's poems, the nameless golden book will immediately turn into a treasure of literature. In the future, when I become a literary saint, this will be my enlightenment classic, which is comparable to the emperor soldiers of the Tianwu world, the true spirit witch weapon of the wizard world, and the innate spirit treasure of the immortal world. ”

Looking at the nameless golden book in Wenguang, Wang Xu's mood finally improved.

No matter how many difficulties there are now, as long as he gets through it, there will be a broad road waiting for him in the future.

Speaking of difficulties, the hundred years of sanctification in the Confucian world are much less than the calamities of martial artists, immortals, Buddhism, wizards, and gods in other worlds.

No matter how bitter it is, it is only a hundred years, within a hundred years, if you don't become holy, you will turn into bones, compared with other power systems, ten thousand years at every turn, millions of years of accumulation and improvement, the Wendao system is already a simple difficulty for novices.

Competing for literature may not be friendly to others, and after a long time in the Confucian world, there is only one Confucian saint.

But for Wang Xu, he just needs to copy and copy, this place is simply the gospel of the traverser.

"Hey, how did I get here!"

Thinking about things in his heart, Wang Xu sat in the carriage and wandered aimlessly, and without paying attention, he actually arrived at the door of the Governor's Mansion.

From a distance, Zhang Xiaomei, who was dressed in men's clothes, was walking out of it, bouncing and looking in a good mood.

Wang Xu saw Zhang Xiaomei, and Zhang Xiaomei also saw him, so he was far away.

Reacted in the next second, Zhang Xiaomei's face was full of joy, and she trotted up to meet her: "Wang Gongzi, are you here to play with me?" ”

"Uh..."

Of course, Wang Xu didn't come to find Zhang Xiaomei, Zhang Xiaomei's father, of course, is the four-rank governor Cao Yun, the red man in front of the emperor, but in fact, Zhang Minghuai's knowledge is average, he is a good official, and his strength is only ordinary among the jinshi.

With Zhang Huaiming's strength and the background of the Governor Caoyun Mansion, he could not stop the assassination of the demon clan, and coming here to take refuge would only implicate the Zhang family.

"That's right..."

Seeing the hesitation on Wang Xu's face, Zhang Xiaomei knew that Wang Xu was not here to find her, and was probably just passing by.

It's just that soon, Zhang Xiaomei forgot the unhappiness in her heart, and said happily: "Next month is the Qixi Festival, many people are preparing for the Qixi Poetry Club, I heard that the seventh daughter of the West Lake Longjun is an adult this year, and plans to make a lively scene during the Qixi Festival, and invite the majority of readers to go to the meeting."

If you are matched, gold, silver and jewelry are just idle, and glory and wealth are also at your fingertips. Son, you are only eight buckets high, the poem covers the south of the Yangtze River, you will definitely be able to color a lot for the poetry club, if you get the eye of the West Lake Longjun, it will also benefit immensely. ”

"Tanabata Poetry Club, West Lake Longjun!"

Hearing this, Wang Xu's heart moved.

The human race and the dragon race are allies, jointly defending against the demon and barbarian races, and most of the waters in the human territory are guarded by the dragon dragon king.

For example, on the major canals, there are canal dragons, West Lake dragons, Poyang lakes, Dongting Lake, Yangtze rivers, and the Yellow River.

The land of Yangzhou, headed by the West Lake Longjun, he is the top giant of the water tribe in the south of the Yangtze River, it is said that he was born in the East China Sea, he is the brother of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, and his strength is unfathomable, together with the Jingzhou Dongting Dragon Monarch in the land of the south of the Yangtze River, he is also a few points weaker in name.

Under the command of West Lake Longjun, the subordinate water division generals, Dingshui marshals, water control generals, and Zhangshui Sima are all fifth-order water tribes.

Don't think about it, even if the West Lake Dragon Monarch is not a sixth-order demon god, I'm afraid he is also a quasi-demon god who is almost the same, otherwise it is not enough to command the Jiangnan Water Tribe.

"If you can get the protection of the Dragon King of the West Lake, the assassination of the demon clan is not a concern, and in the same way, you will not be attacked by people like joining the temple, and you don't need to be used as a gun like joining the government and seeking the protection of the Confucian Temple.

What's more, it is now June, Qixi Festival is July 7, and the scientific expedition is the end of August, so the time is staggered.

Now rush to the West Lake, stay in Shuifu in the name of participating in the poetry meeting, and win the first prize in the Qixi Poetry Meeting held by Longjun from the West Lake, please send someone to support Longjun, and this crisis can be solved safely. ”

Wang Xu's thinking turned, his eyes lit up, and there was a way to break the situation.