Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 137 Always do something for this world!
Dayan, Tai'an City.

Coming down from the court, the edict that shocked people's hearts just now, and the news about Zhang Julu's sweeping the world and rebellion, still makes Lu Zhi unable to recover.

He returned to his residence and picked up his pen to grind, but he couldn't write any handwriting for a long time, which can be said to be in a mess.

pat!

Throwing down the pen and paper in his hand, seeing the ink splatter and dotted with pieces of ink, Lu Zhi had a look of displeasure on his face, and couldn't help scolding out of thin air:
"Zhang Julu, Zhang Julu, you!"

"You've gone astray, you!"

While his heart and lungs were heaving, Lu Zhi sighed, then he seemed to remember something, he took off the court clothes, changed his clothes, and hurried away to the Taixue.

This time Zhang Julu of the Taiping Dao was on the rise, Huangfu really took the position of commander in chief, and ordered the three armies to attack Guangzong directly, intending to quell the turmoil in Taiping Dao, and he, Lu Zhi, couldn't avoid it, and led a group of troops.

The emperor knew that he had a good relationship with Zhang Julu nearly ten years ago, so this time regardless of previous suspicions, he can barely use him.

But Zheng Xiu, who is Zhang Julu's Wendao teacher, ignores him right now because he hasn't remembered yet.

If the situation is really urgent, even if it's just a teacher ten years ago, once the emperor thinks about it, I'm afraid he will be condemned!

Therefore, I have to inform in advance and tell him to prepare early.

Otherwise, even if he is the No. 1 Confucianist in the world, and even has hidden signs of pioneering Confucianism and shaping the words of the family, but with his stubborn temperament, I am afraid that he may not be able to withstand the wrath of the emperor!
When he reached the threshold of Taixue, Lu Zhi had a complex expression on his face and stopped in his tracks.

He glanced at the towering 46 monuments of Wendao, and looked at the stairs where the young man stood ten years ago. In a trance, Lu Zhi seemed to travel through time.

At this moment, the energetic questioning voice echoed in his ears again:
"You said that this group of scholars who ride a good car and study literature, among all the people in this world, how many percent can they account for?"

Recalling the previous scenes, Lu Zhi's original reprimand and anger towards Zhang Julu turned into a questioning of his own soul before he knew it.

"I want all the people in this world to have enough food and clothing."

"Why are you going here?"

"Cure the disease and get rid of the disease."

Leaving Tai'an and coming to Youzhou, the young man with ambitions for the world has not changed. Now ten years have passed, and the former young man has gone through hardships and is now nearly thirty years old.

The only thing that remains the same, seems to be the childhood thoughts?
He has his own foundation, called Taipingdao, and seems to have found his ideal home.

But it happened that it was against the Great Yan court!

Raise your arms and call the world to follow, millions of believers follow with death, the sky is dead and the sky is standing, Yan Zuo has declined and Taiping is prosperous.

What a rebellious banner this is, yet it makes people's blood surge!
It fell into Lu Zhi's eyes, which made him feel sad and regretful.

Walked into Taixue, and arrived in front of a wooden house where Zheng Xiu lived.

In the past, Zheng Xiu, who sensed his coming, would push the door out and come to greet him.

But today, the gray-clothed scribe who used to laugh at Yan Yan never came out again.

After waiting for a while, there was only one student who seemed to be a student of the Taixue, who pushed away the wooden house, and happened to see Lu Zhi who stopped outside the door, and couldn't help being a little surprised:
"But Mr. Lu face to face?"

"Teacher Zheng Xiu has been away from the capital for a long time, and his old man told his disciples to wait here, saying that Lord Lu will come to look for him soon."

"By the way, here is another letter from Master Zheng to you, Mr. Lu!"

The student who was holding a book and was about to go to the Taixue to attend a lecture, stepped out of the threshold half a step at this time, put it back again, took out a painted envelope from the slightly dim wooden house, and handed it to the waiting staff. Lu Zhi.

Then, after bowing respectfully, he left in a hurry.

Only Lu Zhi was left in a daze, and looked at the envelope in his hand for a moment, only to realize that his worries about Zheng Xiu were just unfounded.

He didn't even say hello, but he had already left Tai'an.

In addition, his family is located in Jingxiang, which is even more remote. Now that he has left Tai'an, he has no worries since then.

Come to think of it, it's not too bad.

"Forget it, let's go."

"It's not a bad thing to leave the place of right and wrong."

Lu Zhi had a complex expression.

How could he not know that Tai'an, the capital city of Great Yan, has long been a den of dragons and tigers.

But eating the king's salary is a matter of loyalty to the king.

I have served Dayan for half my life, and I have served the emperor as an official to Jiuqing. How can I break my trust and abandon Dayan for 400 years?
As for Zhang Julu on Taiping Road
Lu Zhi struggled, and after a long time he shook his head, not wanting to think about it, and opened the envelope in his hand.

On the ordinary letter, there are familiar handwriting:
[Brother Lu, seeing words is like meeting. 】

[First of all, I leave this letter to express my apology. If I ask you to resign, you should stop me?So I might as well leave first, and save you from trying to dissuade me. 】

[The above is just a joke. In fact, I have thought about leaving this time for a long time. 】

【Zhang Julu is my disciple. The disciple I personally taught, what kind of temperament and what he does. In the past ten years, I have paid more attention to him than you have to him. 】

【You live at the height of the temple, and what you see is blinding your eyes. Even if you stay at home and see the suffering everywhere, the thought in your heart is that you hope that this great flame will come out with a hero again, and the mountains and rivers will be cleaned up to restore the old grandeur, right? 】

[In the past, I devoted myself to studying knowledge and didn't pay much attention to it, which is what you think. 】

[But after I accepted Zhang Julu as my apprentice, I have asked myself for ten years, and I still can't forget the few words that kid said to me. 】

[Just a few sentences, but like the sound of spring thunder, every time it makes me dream back at midnight, it is hard to forget, and even moves my heart. 】

[To establish a heart for the world, to establish a life for the people, to inherit the knowledge of the past saints, and to create peace for all generations?Can there really be someone in this world?If it can reach this point, wouldn't it be an ancient sage, a hundred schools of thought coming to this world! 】

[I don't know if my disciple Zhang Julu is like that. 】

[However, I think I should do something, for this world, and for the unbearable thoughts that still remain in my heart. 】

[I don't know the date of return here, I hope you will cherish it. 】

【Zheng Xiu, stay. 】

A letter with only a few hundred words, but it took Lu Zhi a long time to regain his senses, and it took him a while to sigh softly:
"Zheng Xiu, Zheng Xiu, if you want to go, how can I stop you?"

"It's just that Lu told me this time, but I have to go, I have to go!"

"A man was born between heaven and earth, why is he in such a dilemma?!"

After a long time, he finally gave up and left.

It's just that there is a look of loneliness that cannot be concealed.

Runan, Yuan Shi!
As the most prosperous aristocratic family in Yuzhou, its prestige in Dayan can be said to be well-known.

The fourth generation was prominent, and the three princes came out one after another among the four generations.

How many outstanding children are all proud of being born under the Yuan family?
From this, it can be seen that the Yuan family has a great reputation.

But today, the illustrious Yuan family welcomed a guest.

When talking with this guest, Yuan Heng, the Patriarch of the Yuan Family, had an old face all black.

He looked at the immeasurably gray-clothed literati who sat opposite each other with a deep atmosphere of Confucianism and Taoism, who were almost self-contained, and who had a faint literary thought that turned into a vast sun, and could not help being shocked.

How can this old thing that has been spent in Tai'an for half a life be able to advance by leaps and bounds after not seeing it for a few years? !
If he hadn't known that this person was Zheng Xiu, Yuan Heng might have thought that it was someone who had opened up the ancient culture and inherited the destiny to be born!
Of course he didn't know why Zheng Xiu was able to make another breakthrough and become the real No. [-] cultivator in the world.

But Zheng Xiu knew that he had entrusted some of his apprentice's fate.

Perhaps it is not entirely right to focus on the vast Confucian classics.

Only the unity of knowledge and action is the true result.

Knocking on the desk in front of him, the gray-clothed scribe said indifferently:
"I don't know Mr. Yuan, but you want to become a powerful family and wipe out my disciple Taiping Dao in Yuzhou?"

Looking at Yuan Heng in front of him, who was about to answer, the scribe didn't wait for him to speak, and said in a more emphatic tone:
"I know Mr. Yuan's family is prominent, but you should think about it carefully."

"After all, it would be too desolate if the big family of the four generations and the three princes spread all over the world, it would be so desolate?"

Zheng Xiu's words seemed to be unintentional, but the moment he tapped the desk with his fingertips, Yuan Heng's figure swayed suddenly, and then his face was bewildered, and it took a while for him to regain his senses.

But after he came back to his senses, Yuan Heng felt chills all over his body.

He is also a great Confucian with a literary mind in the second realm!

But, at that moment just now, was he influenced by this gray-clothed scribe?

How can this be? !
Thinking of this, Yuan Heng was startled and apprehensive, and immediately jumped up and said angrily:

"Zheng Xiu, what do you mean?!"

"Could it be possible that you also want to help the Taiping rebellious party and go against me?!"

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