White Deer Academy, study.

A tall, burly middle-aged man, dressed in traditional Confucian attire, hunched down on his desk and wrote silently. The pen is accompanied by the sound of wind and rain, the pen stops with thunder and explosion, and when the word is completed, there is a faint divine light flashing on the paper, rendering the ordinary rice paper like a magic weapon.

Di Qing served beside him, and when he saw the middle-aged man stop writing, he looked at the paper on the desk.

A simple Shen character, like a majestic and immortal mountain, just by inadvertently glimpsing it, it gives people a sense of heaviness as if the heart is pressing on a hill. Strangely, the heaviness did not bring great oppression, but calmed people's minds and dissipated their chaotic thoughts.

"Hanchen, how do you feel about the word "teacher?" The middle-aged man was Zhu Xi, and he looked at Di Qing with a gentle expression, with a slightly refined look in his eyes.

"The pen falls into a storm, and the words become a vision. Master's words are already the realm of masters. Di Qing looked at it seriously and couldn't help but admire.

Looking at the hundreds of millions of Confucian scholars in the world, there are not a few characters who can write storms. However, if you want to make the words manifest the vision, so that each word contains supreme power, and exert all kinds of miracles like the Taoist symbols, it is far from being able to do it by ordinary Confucian and Taoist practitioners.

At least in terms of Di Qing's cognition, there are no more than ten contemporary Confucians who can do this!

Of course, this certainly doesn't include the hermits who have long been hidden, and the old monsters who don't know how many years of seclusion.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Zhu Xi smiled and didn't explain much.

"The disciple saw Peng Tianjiao, the former son of the Great Peng, on the street today." Di Qing said respectfully.

"Peng Tianjiao?" Zhu Xi raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a look of surprise. He continued in silence and frowned: "Although Peng Tianjiao is no longer the contemporary saint son of the Dapeng clan, he is the nephew of the saint after all. I heard that he was exiled to Kunlun by the Great Sage of Chaos, and now that he actually appeared here, it seems that the Great Sage of Chaotian is also a little unable to sit still. ”

"Master, then us." When Di Qing heard this, a little different color flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice.

"We, naturally, continue to wait." Seeing Di Qing's slightly excited look, Zhu Xi shook his head slightly and explained: "Silly boy, the current situation is not something we can interfere with. Why do you think the teacher left Datang and came to Qingqiu Country in a remote corner? Is it because I am afraid of the suppression of schools such as Ram and Gu Liang, or because I am not liked by the prince and others. ”

Di Qing's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and he hurriedly bowed down and said: "The disciple has no such intention, the master is the great Confucian of the world, and the ..... of Confucianism who has the most hope of becoming a saint in ten thousand years."

Zhu Xi didn't wait for Di Qing to finish speaking, and said indifferently: "Being a teacher is afraid of the suppression of the ram and Gu Liang, as well as the prince's faction. Otherwise, why should you leave the fertile land of the Tang Dynasty and come to the remote Qingqiu country for temporary refuge. ”

I!

Di Qing looked at Zhu Xi with a confused face, and couldn't help but swallow back all the words that he hadn't finished speaking. He wanted to cry in his heart, but he was speechless.

You're too direct, aren't you?

It's so direct, why bother to put on a posture of respecting the heavens and the earth before, this, isn't this a pit disciple?

Zhu Xi ignored Di Qing's strange appearance, and said with a smile: "Do you think that you are too cowardly as a teacher, and you dare not compete with the ram and Gu Liang, and dare not carry the banner of my school of science?" ”

Di Qing was speechless, not knowing how to speak.

He was afraid that Zhu Xi would come again, and not only would he not be able to explain it clearly, but he would only become more and more embarrassed. After a short silence, Di Qing arched his hand and said, "The disciple is dull, and I also ask the master to give advice." ”

Zhu Xi is very satisfied with Di Qing's attitude, as the so-called knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, if you don't know how to pretend to understand, you will never be able to make it.

He nodded with satisfaction and explained: "After hundreds of thousands of years of stability and calm, Datang has long since run out of room for the growth of emerging forces. Speaking of Confucianism alone, whether it is the Guliang School, which is loved by the Emperor, or the Ram School, which has attracted the attention of the great families, it is impossible to tolerate Confucianism to have a third powerful force.

Besides, the emperor has not appeared for thousands of years, and all the government is controlled by the crown prince and the princes. It may not be much in a short period of time, but now it has been nearly 5,000 years since the Great Emperor retreated! ”

When Zhu Xi said this, his eyes were as deep as a sea of stars, and like a chessboard that indicated the general trend of the world, revealing the wisdom of a vast sea of smoke.

Di Qing was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted.

There is only one Great Zhou Heavenly Emperor in this world, the Supreme Heavenly Emperor Wu Cao who has lived for three lifetimes. And the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty is almost 120,000 years old, and he is finally in his twilight years. Although the limit of the Emperor's lifespan is 129,600 years, it is only a theoretical limit.

The emperor has not heard from him for 5,000 years, whether it is the ten thousand clans in the world who have long had different intentions, or the princes and princes who were originally loyal, I am afraid that they must doubt whether the emperor is still there.

And once it is determined that the emperor has fallen, with the strength and prestige of the crown prince, how can he suppress those arrogant soldiers?

When the time comes, not to mention what will happen to all the races in the world, just those princes who are crowned kings of the land will be enough to make the Tang Dynasty completely collapse.

"Master is wise, please accept the disciple's worship." Di Qing thought about it, and quickly understood Zhu Xi's plan, and said respectfully.

Zhu Xi saw Di Qing's face full of surprise, and did not explain too much, and directly took the school examination: "Oh, Hanchen is talking about it, where is the wisdom of the teacher?" ”

"As Master said, Datang has already had a turbulent undercurrent and has become an intricate chessboard. And I have a scientific lineage, and I don't have any advantage in this game of chess in Datang, but I am just a dispensable pawn. In this case, instead of fighting to the death in Datang, it is better to withdraw from the chessboard for the time being. Only by watching from the wall can we better see the general trend on the chessboard and see the general trend of the future. ”

Di Qing's face was full of confidence, and he said that he admired Zhu Xi more and more.

This move seems simple, but without great perseverance, who can give up the ancestral inheritance of 10,000 years. If there is no great wisdom, who can see the general trend clearly in the situation and make such a wise decision. If there is no great determination, who can abandon the glory that once attracted the attention of the world and become a coward in the eyes of the people, a shameful deserter?

Zhu Xi smiled and said, "Hanchen, you have won my heart." Now that you have understood the painstaking work of being a teacher, you should also understand why you are asked to continue to wait. ”

Di Qing nodded, no longer seeing the anxiety and excitement before.

The emperor's life and death are uncertain, the undercurrent within the Tang Dynasty is turbulent, and all the races in the world have other plans. Now it seems that the Great Sage of Pingtian and Zhao Kuangyin, the king of Zhao, came to Qingqiu as guests, wanting to deter the queen of Qingqiu, Su Ahri, but isn't it a kind of temptation and competition between the forces of all parties?

I'm afraid, the world is going to be chaotic!