"Zhengyang, now the streets are full of all kinds of films that swagger and deceive under the title of master of Chinese culture, and there are even training classes to promote women's morality, which has made Chinese culture a miasma, why are you, the real Chinese culture, living in seclusion in the mountains? With your current magical sound of reading, going out to preach Chinese culture will surely cause a great repercussion! The twenty-two-year-old master of Chinese culture is unprecedented, and I think there should be no one coming later!"

Hu Yongping admired Mu Zhengyang very much, but he was very confused in his heart.

Kong Tianyi also stared at Mu Zhengyang, wondering what this genius thought.

"The time has not yet come!", Mu Zhengyang said four words simply.

The world is quietly changing.

Mu Zhengyang got an adventure and had some skills, but he knew that he was still far away, and before he grew up, he had to develop and farm steadily.

"Timing, timing is really important!", Hu Yongping seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and said with some regret, "During the Three Kingdoms period, Zhuge Kongming was high and long, and Liu Xuande set the policy of dividing the world into three parts. Zhengyang, if you open your mouth, we will naturally keep it a secret for you!"

"Mmmm!", Kong Tianyi also nodded, thought for a while and asked, "Master Mu, I like Chinese studies very much, but I have always been immersed in studying by myself and have gone a lot astray, if I have time in the future, can I come and ask you for advice alone?"

"Hehe, welcome, if we have time, let's discuss together and make progress with each other!",

Among the few students accepted by Mu Zhengyang, there is no one who is obsessed with Chinese studies like Kong Tianyi, if Kong Tianyi can stand the test, he wants to admit Kong Tianyi to Nanshan Academy.

"Thank you, Master Mu!", Kong Tianyi said gratefully.

The two lingered in Tiannan Mountain for a while, and left down the mountain before the sky completely darkened.

Mu Zhengyang sat in the academy, looking at the night sky with bright stars.

Thousands of years ago, a hundred schools of thought contended, did the sons look at the same starry sky like me?

It was a desirable time, and the sages found their own way.

Mu Zhengyang rose with pride, "Since the ancients can open a family, I will definitely be able to create a new doctrine!"

But how easy is it to create new doctrines?

He is currently majoring in Confucianism, and after reading the books of Mengxue, he also read "Mencius" badly, and deduced the first layer of "Qiankun Haoran Righteous Qi Cultivation Formula", from this road all the way down, maybe he can become a generation of grandmasters like Wang Yangming.

But Confucianism has developed for thousands of years, and the road is getting narrower and narrower, and this road alone may lead to a dead end!

"It is difficult for a river to wash out a new route, then use the water of two rivers to wash out a new route, if the water of the two rivers is not good, then use the water of the three rivers, and in the end, even if there is no road, it can be merged into a vast ocean!"

Mu Zhengyang has always only felt that the world is changing, but it is like a layer of fog covering his eyes, making him very confused about the future.

This time of reflection under the stars allowed him to find his way forward.

Because he had inherited his great-grandfather's academy, he had limited his gaze to the framework of Confucianism.

Confucius, the founder of Confucianism, consulted Lao Tzu four times, Han Feizi, the founder of Legalism, was a disciple of Xunzi of Confucianism, and Zhuangzi, a representative of Taoism, was also a Confucianist before.

"Hehe, you can't see Mount Tai in a leaf! The academy is not a academy, it integrates the strengths of hundreds of schools to create new doctrines, and at the same time builds Nanshan Academy into a Jixia Academy!"

Mu Zhengyang's eyes became clear, and he secretly made up his mind.

However, the collection of books in the academy is basically Confucian classics.

Mu Zhengyang can only continue to read, and then go to the county tomorrow to buy new books.

"He who does his best knows his nature. If you know its nature, you will know the sky. Keep its heart and nurture its nature, so everything is also good. Longevity is not two, self-cultivation is in order to take care of it, so it is also life-threatening. If you don't want to be fated, you should accept it. He who knows his destiny does not stand under the rock wall. Those who die in their own way are also fatal. Shackles the dead, and it is not a righteous life......"

The sound of reading was heard on the silent hilltop.

The old cow sleeping in the backyard opened his eyes, chewing hay and sweeping his tail, his ears still flickering, as if he was secretly listening to Mu Zhengyang reading.

Dawn.

Mu Zhengyang got on the bus to the county, ran to various bookstores in the county, and bought hundreds of books of all kinds.

It is very inconvenient to run around the county with several large boxes.

After Mu Zhengyang finished selling books in one place, he first deposited them in the bookstore and then went to the next place.

So several large boxes of books, scattered in four bookstores.

It would be too troublesome for Mu Zhengyang's family to get it, so he called Wu Dabao and asked Wu Dabao to drive over.

Five minutes later.

A brand-new black BMW X5 stopped in front of Mu Zhengyang, Wu Dabao lowered the window and showed a smug smile, "Dude, this new car is okay, right?"

"This car is yours?"

Mu Zhengyang is very clear about Wu Dabao's bottom, there are only two construction teams under his hands, and they usually take on small projects, it is very good to earn three or four hundred thousand a year, this BMW X5 needs about six or seven hundred thousand, and asked unexpectedly.

"Brother, I've been lucky lately, and I've made a little fortune! Get in the car, brother will take you for a ride!"

Wu Dabao wanted to show off his new car in front of Mu Zhengyang, and couldn't wait to beckon.

Mu Zhengyang got into the car and said the names of several bookstores

Xizhong County is originally very small, Wu Dabao is the head snake again, every corner knows that he drives a new car all the way, and the loss is not a New Year's holiday, and there are not so many cars on the street.

"No wonder I haven't seen you recently, it turns out that you have become a busy person!", Mu Zhengyang chatted casually.

"Hehe, I recently contracted a project, and He Guangyu of Bianjiang Liquor invested in building a Hope Primary School in Datong Township! I took the initiative to come to the door to quote 2.5 million yuan, and gave a deposit of 800,000 yuan first!" Wu Dabao said with a smile.

"He Guangyu of Bianjiang Liquor, they have their own real estate group, why are they looking for you to do the construction?"

"Well, it may be that a big company disdains to do such a small project!", Wu Dabao was stunned for a moment and thought of a reason.

"It doesn't cost 2.5 million to build a hope primary school in Datong Township!"

Mu Zhengyang refused He Guangyu's request for cooperation in the matter of honey wine, with He Guangyu's network resources, I am afraid that he would have been investigated clearly, he should have known the relationship between him and Wu Dabao, and actually took the initiative to give the project to Wu Dabao, and the price was obviously high!

He Guangyu is not good at his generation, there must be demons when things go wrong!

Mu Zhengyang lifted the eye of the sage and glanced at Wu Dabao, who was driving.

There is a black gas in the center of Wu Dabao's eyebrows!