readx;?“ Wait!" At this time, Wen Qingsong suddenly realized something: "Brother is a Taoist, and now he is talking about spreading civilization, do you mean it...... Brothers want to be with the Cynic Sect...... Go to war?!" he said, seeing Yin Xueli and 6 Qingyun tense up in horror. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Nature.2

Yinchen nodded very heavily, and shook his head again: "Yes, but not all, before further explanation, let me ask first, who did the Southern Empire's so-called Confucianism begin?"

"Lingdongde. It is said that 1ooo years ago, the great sage of the world helped King Xiang to complete the great cause of unifying the south and establish a thousand-year-old dynasty. For thousands of years, the dynasty has changed, but the emperor has changed his family name, in fact, the gentry of the entire Southern Empire have not changed much in 1ooo years. At that time, Mr. Yin also saw through this point, so he spoke out loudly, asking readers to really understand what they have learned in their lives, dare to act, and help the world, instead of wasting a lot of time just to raise people to enter the cold window for ten years. 'Wen can govern the country with chivalry, and Wu can help the community with blood', this is the famous saying that Mr. has always taught us. It's just that now, the cynical grandchildren of Ling Dongde are too powerful, suppressing us everywhere, and even arresting the eldest lady and putting them in prison, so that students all over the world dare not talk about Mr. 'Wenxia Wuyi' in public, and in the long run, I am afraid that what Mr. has learned will not be visible in the world. Wen Qingsong explained to Yinchen, and in the end, his tone was full of gray loneliness, but in his eyes, there was always a trace of burning for Yinchen, which was a bit unrealistic.

"It turned out that it wasn't Kong and Mencius!" Yinchen sighed softly, as if he breathed a big sigh of relief for no reason, and put down the boulder in his heart, he ignored Wen Qingsong's completely unclear eyes, and even ignored the environment at all, and actually sighed to himself: "Woohoo! The so-called Confucianism still existed at the beginning." The way of self-cultivation and self-cultivation to rule the country and level the world has been passed down for centuries, but later, how many corrupt officials who compare themselves to the sages and sages have vainly guessed the degree, and also used the selfish desires of their official positions and emperors to distort the holy scriptures, misread the doctrines, and finally simply use them to fool the people! The way of Confucius and Mencius is the true holy way, those so-called city pig science and mind, the theory of the martyrs, the men and women of the great defense, the two defenses, the three defenses and the four defenses, but the world is deceived and stolen! Self-cultivation Qi family rules the country and the world, this West Point is actually equally important, when it comes to cynicism, it has become only allowed to cultivate oneself, suffer from poverty, hunger, love and bullying, and are not allowed to do anything else, if you want to be promoted to official wealth, you can only be a rooster and a dog thief*** kowtow and flattery! Such a cynic is just some social security risk factors that have escaped from a mental hospital, where is it worthy of the word 'Confucian'?" After Yinchen made an impassioned mouth cannon, he had a serious face, as if the wonderful expression that had just turned mad and blackened was not born on his face.

"True Confucianism? Confucianism is still true and false? Could it be that Ling Dongde has been deceiving the world for a thousand years?" Wen Qingsong couldn't believe it: "He is the one who helped the mad king to the south!"

"In this world, there are not only true Confucianism, but also law, Moxue, Xunxue, Taoism, Zen, and hundreds of other theories, and of course, there are essential sciences, but there is no success. The so-called Ling Dongde, but in the success of the study of a little bit of Confucianism, for the purpose of deceiving the world and stealing fame, the drill camp flattery, beautified into the theory of governing the country and the country, that's all. Yinchen sneered, and then said in a calm tone: "I actually want to say that this world, the history of thousands of years of civilization, seems to be brilliant, but in fact it is just an empty shell, this world, there has never been a faith, a belief in justice and kindness, an unconditional affirmation of the value of life, and the organization I want to establish is to pass on this belief." The temple of civilization is actually to tell people what civilization is......" he finished speaking, and sighed softly.

In fact, he didn't have any bottom in his heart. He knew how difficult a wild colonized planet would have to go to evolve to the level of the "council race" defined by the Galactic Civilization Alliance, and he didn't have the confidence to make most of the people in this world into civilized people who met the standards in his heart in his lifetime.

There is no totalitarianism, no ideological oppression, and every individual has the ability to think independently, to have the ability to travel interstellarly, and even to have large-scale computing tools, philosophy and universal belief in the population of life...... This is the alternative condition of the "parliamentary race", and none of these, the civilization system on the Wind Source 6, meet the requirements. Silver Dust fears that one day once a galactic civilization or a civilization of similar maturity appears here, then everyone here will either be permanently enslaved or slaughtered outright. In the eyes of higher civilizations, there is no difference between creatures and animals with lower civilizations, and interstellar civilization humans look at human beings who work hard in society like monkeys.

Can his Civilization Temple help this planet rent these? Silver Dust didn't know, but he knew that if he didn't do it, I'm afraid this opportunity would never exist. Not every civilization is lucky enough to have a Renaissance.

Yinchen's words made Wen Qingsong stunned, let Yin Xueli stunned, and made 6 Qingyun also dimly feel some incredible terrifying significance.

This kind of meaning is more far-reaching and extensive than Yin Shanluan's idea of "'Wen can govern the country with chivalry, and Wu can support the society with blood'", which is no longer a thousand-year education of one country and one place, but the civilization transformation of the whole world. Wen Qingsong couldn't grasp what kind of inheritance Yinchen was carrying and what kind of experience and insight he had, he only felt that Yinchen's statement was too crazy, and he was even more crazy by those emperors who wanted to rule the world. However, he must admit that such an idea is too tempting, and for a scholar like him who really wants to put his full stomach into practice and become a good policy for governing the country, Yinchen's idea and goal have a fatal appeal. What do people yearn for the most: money, power, beauty, and good food? They have struggled all their lives, whether they are deceitful or famous, cynical, cynical, or cynical, but they are just to leave a name in history.

And if Silver Dust's idea can really be realized, wouldn't it be to push them to the altar.

"Brother, that's what you're here for...... Break away from the Zhennan Gang?" it took Wen Qingsong a little time to digest Yinchen's statement. Aside from those near-unattainable goals and slogans, what he was most concerned about was Yinchen's plans for the last few days, as well as his relationship with the Zhennan Gang.

"Yes, actually, I ......" Yinchen hesitated, still refusing to say what was most true in his heart. Knowing that getting someone to abandon their organization and join his Blueprint Project that doesn't yet have a visible shape is a bit of a strong, even annoying. Silver Dust felt that he was not a qualified executive search expert.

"Needless to say, brother, I can understand. Wen Qingsong smiled bitterly: "Brother said this just to let me and others join your civilization temple......? I'm afraid ......" Wen Qingsong couldn't say any more, but turned his head to look at Yin Xueli. He knew that the Zhennan Gang at this time was actually just a gang that had been destroyed. The Zhennan Gang took Yin Shanluan as the one and gathered all the strength of the real people of insight in the Southern Empire, and the team of only 4oo people could almost control the situation of the entire Fengyuan Da 6, but with Yin Shanluan being imprisoned, the entire gang was wiped out in an instant, and after the cynics created a series of shocking disasters of "Word Prison" and "Exterminator Clan", the spirit of the entire gang collapsed in an instant, and became a plate of scattered sand. Today's Zhennan Gang, for Wen Qingsong and them, is just a thought, a memory, but also a responsibility, a responsibility, an oath, the Zhennan Gang, is to protect Mr. Yin's only daughter, Yin Xueli, to leave incense for Mr., and leave a trace of learning and inheritance.

It is impossible for Wen Qingsong to betray such a responsibility, he is the right way, not the devil's way.

"I see, Mr. actually has his own furrow in his chest, where will he be trapped by the worldly chivalry of our ......" Yin Xueli's voice suddenly sounded, a little sharp, a little piercing, but more of it, it was the determination hidden under the voice of the Qingli woman: "If Mr. does not give up, the little girl is willing to follow Mr. to complete the great cause of educating the world and spreading true Confucianism, whether it is successful or not, this is much more interesting than the overlords and emperors described in the history books......" Yin Xueli said, and she stretched out her hand excitedly and spread out her white and tender palms:" Given the conditions, we swear by high-fives, okay?"

"Miss?" Wen Qingsong exclaimed: "What are you doing?" The Zhennan Gang inherits Mr. Will, swears to defend Mr. Xuetong, and is willing to follow Miss to the death, but Miss is like this, where will the Zhennan Gang be?" Just kidding, if Yin Xueli votes for other gangs and inherits other inheritance Dao systems, then how can the Zhennan Gang still exist? Yin Xueli, but now the Zhennan Gang is really the leader of the gang.

"Wen Qingsong, you stupid fourth brother is really not called in vain. Yin Xueli's voice was calm, but under this calm, anyone could hear the determination of goodbye: "After my father left, the Zhennan Gang has already died!"

"But!" Wen Qingsong was so blocked by this sentence that he couldn't speak.

"Fourth brother, don't you still understand? The Zhennan Gang is completely based on the foundation of his father's talents, without his father, without his father's talents, writings and writings, we will continue the Zhennan Gang, what can we do? In the end, it is not another Shenhai faction! When my father is gone, the soul of the Zhennan Gang will be gone, and the direction will be gone.

Yin Xueli said it very bluntly, even a little harshly, but every sentence hit the nail on the head. What the Zhennan Gang lacks now is not only manpower, money, and force, but ideology and guiding theory. Although Yin Shanluan put forward some ideas before his arrest, they were scattered, fragmented, and even idealized, and there was no way to serve as a guiding theory for gangs in the rivers and lakes aimed at revitalizing an empire, and gangs without guidance theories were the best, and they were just another Shenjian Sect, which was not an acceptable result for a person like Wen Qingsong.

"......" Wen Qingsong was completely speechless, he glared at Yin Xueli for a while, and then sighed as if he had unloaded his burden.

Although my husband didn't teach me any magic skills, he taught me the principles of how to behave in the world. In my heart, he is a mentor. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't even know why I'm alive now...... So I've always wanted to keep as much of what he left behind. Yin's mansion was raided, and all the hard work of Mr. was burned, except for the eldest lady, he left almost nothing...... I wanted to hold the Zhennan Gang for the rest of my life, but I didn't expect that even the eldest lady would not be perfect!" he said, but he also stretched out his hand and rested it next to Yin Xueli's hand.

"Come on, fourth brother, if you can follow Mr. Yinchen to complete this grand wish, wouldn't it be the greatest wish of my father's heart to come true? Civilization and education, freedom and tranquility, a state of order, ten thousand dynasties to congratulate, if it is successful, you and I can be regarded as turning my father's lifelong pursuit into reality, if not, you and I are just following my father's path and breaking through the world!" Yin Xueli's voice still carried the fading loneliness, but it also revealed hope for the future. "Yes, it's over, my father's time, my father's exploration, my father's persistence and sacrifice, these are all in the past. Those who survive have no choice but to move forward. Yin Xueli said the above words with such thoughts, she knew that doing this was a bit like betrayal, but she knew that doing so was actually the real inheritance of her father's will. As Yin Shanluan's daughter, she did not keep her father's manor, her father's calligraphy and paintings, and even her father's manuscripts, the only thing she could keep was her father's will and spirit. She inherited Yin Shanluan's spiritual wealth, and it was enough.

Yinchen raised his hand and was about to high-five the two of them as an oath, but the voice of 6 Qingyun sounded timidly: "That, Brother Yinchen, I'm ...... Can I participate?"

Silver Dust turned, and the white silver eyes and the black eyes of 6 Qingyun met for a second. In that second, he knew all the doubts and worries in 6 Qingyun's heart that he didn't dare to say to his face. He was a secret disciple of the Golden Dao Sect, which was why he was hesitant and shy and even felt tormented. Yinchen hesitated for a moment, thinking of the relationship between him and the Golden Dao Sect and the Prison Worship, and he didn't know if it was reasonable to dig into the corner of the wall like this, but he immediately figured it out, isn't the self who established this civilization temple also a secret disciple?

"Of course, as long as you want!" Silver Dust's voice was full of the warmth of spring flowers.

The hands of the four people were tightly clasped together. In the remote corner of this small northern city, under the iron hooves of Jianzhou Nu'er, a decision that would be enough to affect the kidney failure of a big country in the future, and even the survival of the plane, was made seemingly casually by a few desolate and despondent young wanted criminals. This moment, in the eyes of later historians, is tantamount to the starting point of modern civilization. (To be continued.) )