The Chinese people have always had a habit of eating.

If you have something to ask for, talk about it at dinner when you ask someone to do something, and it is easier to succeed!

Gatherings of relatives and friends are indispensable for a meal, only at the dinner table, in the midst of talking and laughing, reminiscing about the past, talking about the past and the present, and opening up the future...... Eating can enhance the friendship between each other.

Weddings and funerals are to carry forward the culture of eating, many areas, spent hundreds, thousands of yuan, in addition to relatives and friends, more visitors just want to come for a meal.

In the end, the standard of eating has even become the standard for a person to treat his friends.

A person is a habit, and a group of people is a culture.

Here in Zhongzhou, it's pretty much the same.

The anti-emperor would want Meng Tian to join, so he would inevitably invite him to a meal.

Although Meng Tian's own name is not good, this anti-emperor meeting is too ugly.

It's better to call it "Orthodox Confucianism".

In the tallest restaurant in the city, between pushing the cup and changing the lamp, Meng Tian put forward this idea.

Someone applauded!

"Orthodox Confucianism! Very wonderful, orthodox Confucianism, orthodox Confucianism, decent reader...... It's not the kind of evil sect that doesn't cultivate, but wants to cultivate immortals in the Imperial Academy......"

Several of the backbone of the anti-imperial society nodded in agreement.

It's just that the old gentleman is still unmoved.

"Elder Kuang, what do you think?"

"Kuang Lao, I also think it's good, we are orthodox readers!"

"Kuang Lao ......"

"The 'Orthodox Confucianism' is of course very good, but the old man thinks that it is too weak, and it is not as violent as the 'Anti-Emperor Society'!"

"That's right!"

"Yes! Yes!"

Meng Tian disagreed: "Mr. Kuang, although the anti-emperor meeting is fierce and can better express your wishes, but this is only behind closed doors......"

"What? You say I'm behind closed doors?"

Mr. Kuang stood up suddenly, a little dissatisfied.

"Don't be angry, old man, do you remember what I told you earlier? Things develop!"

Meng Tian looked at Mr. Kuang with a smile, and continued to see that he agreed with the concept of "development".

"The process of continuous progress of things, from small to large, from simple to complex, from low to high, from old matter to new matter!

"The reason why you are behind closed doors is because you seem to be only in your own circles to oppose and fight, and to be the wrath of the puppet!"

"You!"

Old Mr. Kuang's body was obviously trembling a little, and he felt that he shouldn't listen to this kid from Dongfang Shenzhou.

The truth that the kid said just now was wave after wave, and he felt that the other party was very knowledgeable, but now, he actually began to make a lot of nonsense!

Meng Tian is energetic, he lacks some observation of the world.

"After listening to your story, tell me, what have you done? Have you opened the school? Have you taught children to learn to pass on orthodox Confucian thoughts?"

"You, what have you done? Have you gone outside to preach orthodox Confucianism? Or do you just know how to continue to teach those things to you who have been reading for decades in the base camp of the 'Anti-Emperor Society'?"

"You, what did you do?"

"And you!"

Meng Tian pointed at the accusations of everyone, with a superior demeanor.

In fact, he is a little arrogant!

A hairy boy who speaks nonsense to a group of people who have been studying for decades is indeed a bit excessive, and he does not leave a show of affection for others.

But Meng Tian felt that this group of people just didn't clean up, their brains were not open, and they needed to emancipate their minds!

A group of people who are both angry and ashamed!

"You, what have you done again? Are you doing it against the people of the Imperial Academy? Why do you only dare to mumble when you sell pens outside, looking like you are a thief?"

In the end, Meng Tian also pointed to the big brother who sold pens and said it.

Because he introduced Meng Tian, he also came to the restaurant to eat together.

"To oppose the emperor, to oppose the Imperial Academy, to oppose the rule of the Zhongzhou Dynasty, this is a very great ideal, right!

Only by uniting all the forces that can be united can we overthrow the Imperial Academy better, faster, and safer!

Think about it, why did the Imperial Academy develop so fast?

If we don't use 'Confucianism' to make a name for ourselves, will those young people who are ignorant of the world still know about you in the future?"

"How many books do you still have? I heard that there are as many as 10,000 books in every big town?"

"I said you work behind closed doors, isn't that true?"

"First of all, you only orthodox scholars don't emancipate your mind and take the lead, and after a few decades, you are all dead, and the whole world in Zhongzhou will be orthodox with the Imperial Academy!

“......”

Meng Tian said for a long time, said a lot, and said that a group of people lowered their heads one after another, and Mr. Kuang had some reflections.

Meng Tian drank too much, and if he drank too much, he talked too much, and he didn't care if others listened to it or not.

Quiet, long silence, as if time stood still.

"However, the people of the Imperial Academy have that kind of 'Confucianism', they can kill, although we also have a tradition of practicing martial arts and sabers, but our force value is not high at all!"

Finally, a younger man broke the silence.

"Hahaha, it's okay, I have a secret method here, which can be given to you, as long as you have the courage to change, I believe in one sentence: a spark can start a prairie fire!"

Saying that, Meng Tian took out the "Spirit Refining Method" and handed it to this person.

Mr. Kuang recalled Meng Tian's sentence "A spark can start a prairie fire", and his eyes suddenly widened.

"Yes, as long as we are still here, as long as we dare to take the first step, our anti-emperor association is not shouting slogans, but we are going to do it......"

Meng Tian said so much, but it was just some big truths, big frameworks, and they still needed to figure out how to do it themselves.

Sent a book, which is already very good.

"Refining the Soul" is a book of exercises rewritten by the master and mother-in-law after taking the name, so that people who do not have spiritual roots can practice!

As long as there are enough spirit stones, everyone can have the strength of Jindan.

"Remember, the economic base determines the superstructure! The first thing you have to do is to earn money under the name of 'Just Like the School', and then go and buy spirit stones and practice the Soul Refining Method.

When he had a certain strength, he began to mine his own spirit stone mines...... Baitou mining practice, classes in the evening to learn Confucianism, believe me, in less than forty years, you will become a climate!"

Meng Tian felt that he had said enough.

He was also thinking that if he wasn't in the world of cultivating immortals, he might be able to change the development of Zhongzhou according to Huaxia's advanced development model.

But now, what does it have to do with him?

Telling these people is just drunken nonsense.

In fact, the main purpose of his coming out this time was to travel through the world, contact with people, and contact with things......

Whether he can influence others, he doesn't care.

After all, he is not a savior, he is not a supreme true immortal.

I don't have the idea of changing the pattern of the world, and I don't have the ability.

Whether it is an anti-emperor meeting or not, just like a school of thought, it is just a small episode.

"Okay, I'm leaving, you guys do it for yourselves!"

"Here comes the sword!"

The magic sword flew to Meng Tian's feet, and Meng Tian stepped on it.

"Whoa—"

In the blink of an eye, it's gone!

One by one was dumbfounded.

"He, isn't he a scholar from the Eastern Divine Prefecture?"

"Oriental Shenzhou, it is really superior!"

"What kind of master? I think he is an immortal, because he can't get used to the practice of the Imperial Academy, he deliberately turned into a scholar and came down to guide us!"

"I think so!"

"Do you want to follow the path of the immortals?"

"By the way, Brother Sun, what kind of book is that in your hand?"

"Perhaps, it's the Immortal Law!"

"What?"

(End of chapter)