Lin Ke only felt very disappointed in these people!

In my previous life, Confucianism was like this, but I didn't expect this world to be like this!

Confucianism has always had a mixed reputation.

Some people are worried about the country and the people, and they do their best.

Some people are also selfish.

Some people exhaust their wealth and work hard just so that the people can live a good life and a good life.

Some people are crazy about grabbing profits, lying on the people, sucking blood and eating meat.

What is the difference between the two worlds?

The difference is only that the Confucianism of the previous generation, at least the superficial kung fu, everyone still has to do.

What about this life?

Confucianism in this life has the most powerful fist!

As a result, their respective concepts, ideas, holy ways, etc., are unscrupulous because of the support of their fists.

You must know that the world's recognition of the "Tao" does not depend on whether you are good to the people and the people.

Your way is to kill all beings, agree!

Your Tao is a dime a hair, agree!

Your Tao is the survival of the fittest, agree!

Your Tao is three, six, nine, and so on, agree!

Your Tao is the purification of all sentient beings, and you still agree!

As long as your understanding and exposition of the Tao is deep enough and logical enough, you will identify with your Tao that day.

Just as in the eyes of man, some cruel things are just the survival of the fittest in nature.

The same is true of heaven's recognition of the Tao.

Of course, so far there are only three holy paths, Confucianism, Taoism and Buddha, which lead directly to the highest realm.

However, in Confucianism and Taoism, because of the "eclecticism" of the Confucian sage, there are Confucian scholars of all concepts.

Some people feel that "plucking a hair and benefiting the world, I don't do it", and have become extreme egoists.

Some people feel that "leisurely and lowly are dispensable" and have become class solidified conservatives.

And now it seems that Lin Ke's "father" is the holder of this distorted class fixed concept.

Class solidification is not for nothing in previous lives.

For example, Ah San's caste system is very similar to the current three, six, nine and so on.

Another example is the historical Roman Empire, which was also one of the empires that made class solidification a policy.

Of course, it's just similar.

But just the similarity was enough to make Lin Ke feel disgusting.

Anyone, accustomed to flying high, will hate to be unable to move an inch in the mire!

In his previous life, countless people criticized the college entrance examination, but the college entrance examination is a straight road to heaven.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary university, but many of his high school classmates were from rural families.

They themselves broke through the class shackles by hard work, and some of them were admitted to the Qingbei Correction, and once they came out, they had an annual salary of four or five hundred thousand.

Some were admitted to first-class colleges and universities, and after they came out, they were admitted to civil servants and public institutions, and they became personnel in the system from small people.

There are also people who are rich, and the whole village benefits.

In short, it was the best of times.

Everyone can improve by reading and studying.

It doesn't matter which section chief's son you are, I am a graduate student of Tsinghua University, and I am admitted to the civil service at the deputy section level.

It doesn't matter which boss's son you are, I am a master in a certain subject, and I can live a rich life whether I go to a large company or start my own business.

It was the best of times!

Put it now?

Some lowly people still want to be officials?

Think beautifully!

Alas......

Lin Ke looked at the unknown middle-aged powerhouse in front of him: "You ...... Is that really the case? ”

The voice was not loud, but it was full of deep disappointment.

Li Chungang, who was confronting this strong man and Jing Zhao Yin Zuosi, was stunned, and looked at Lin Ke's eyes with a slight change.

He naturally knew some of the views revealed by his apprentices when they studied history books on weekdays.

And in the audience, whether it was Butcher Zhang, who had woken up, or Wang Lin, Shopkeeper Tong and others, their expressions changed slightly.

These people have always known that Lin Ke has a great revenge in his chest.

It's just that at this time, Lin Ke actually showed this disappointed expression directly to a strong man in the criminal department, which shows how disappointed he was in his heart.

"Are we?" And the strong man looked at Lin Ke casually and didn't care: "How are you doing?" ”

After the strong man finished speaking, he looked at Li Chungang and Jing Zhao Yin Zuosi.

In his eyes, these two talents are troublesome.

"Li Daru, Qiu Daru, either the two of you go outside the city to talk about the sword, or stop, otherwise whether it is the Ministry of Rites or the Criminal Department, they will ask the two of you for their crimes."

After the unknown powerhouse finished speaking, he said to Li Chungang in particular:

"Li Chungang, it is not easy for Lord Shangshu to realize your great Confucian literary heart, but I don't want you to still be obsessed and confront Lord Qiu for some untouchables, have you thought about what to say to Lord Shangshu?"

"I'm not the one who is obsessed." Li Chungang's expression was cold and hard: "The way of Confucius is by no means a three, six, nine, or other class, but a religion without class. ”

"That's the way of Confucius in your eyes." The unknown powerhouse shook his head: "Kong Sheng has a deep hatred for the etiquette system of scholars and princes, which shows his definition of etiquette and happiness...... Forget it, I won't tell you this. ”

"So, in your eyes, the lives of Chen Pingping and Chen An are still not worthy of the sons of Jingzhao Yin Zuosi?" However, at this time, Lin Ke spoke up again.

"Presumptuous!" The unknown powerhouse frowned, turned around, and a strong momentum erupted on his body.

Li Chungang's body instantly came to Lin Ke to block the momentum, and said in a deep voice to Lin Ke: "The teacher was known as a bloody slaughterer back then, and many corrupt officials and corrupt officials he killed were honorable...... The teacher is on your side! ”

Lin Ke nodded slowly when he heard this, and after thinking about it again, he spoke again: "August Autumn High Wind Roar......

Poetry!

There are only two powers that Lin Ke can wield now!

One is chopping wood, but it's not enough to see in front of that strong man!

What about the other?

Strength from the sages of previous lives!

"Bard?"

Everyone on the field was stunned for a moment.

What is the use of chanting at this juncture?

Unless it gets to the point where the last song is like the one that weeps about, it's basically no good!

But how can it be so easy to cry the devil?

At that moment, however, the sky suddenly became overcast, and the wind began to howl.

Just like the poem in Lin Ke's mouth.

August and autumn high wind roar!

“…… Roll me up on the house triple thatch. Lin Ke's voice was firm, and a momentum naturally appeared around his body.

He paced forward slowly, and the strong man was missing from his eyes.

But such a momentum made the strong man speechless.

The unknown powerhouse and Li Chungang both stopped.

Jing Zhao Yin Zuosi and his son next to him looked at Lin Ke in disbelief at this time.

Because what Lin Ke said in his poem is "Autumn high wind roar"!

They happen to be surnamed Qiu!

But as long as this Lin Ke's verses have a hundred miles of sound, they will be stinky for 10,000 years!

And looking at the reaction shown by Lin Ke's poems now, this kind of vision is by no means more than a hundred miles!

“…… Mao flies across the river and sprinkles the suburbs of the river, and the high one hangs on the top of the long forest, and the one under the forest floats to sink the pond pass.

The children of Nancun bullied me for being old and powerless, and I could endure being thieves on the other side.

openly hugged the grass into the bamboo, his lips were dry and he couldn't breathe, and he came back and sighed to himself.

The Russian wind sets the clouds and ink, and the autumn desert turns to darkness.

The cloth has been cold like iron for many years, and Jiao'er is wicked and cracked.

There is no dry place in the bedside room, and the rain feet are like hemp and have not been broken.

Since the mourning chaos and less sleep, the long night is wet!

There are tens of millions of mansions in Ande, and all the people in the world are happy, and the wind and rain are not moving. Alack! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, it is enough for me to freeze to death! ”

Poetry!