From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

Jiang Liu asked with a smile, "Do you know why I chose him?"

Jiang Wei thought for a while but couldn't come up with an answer, so he could only ask for the specific reason.

“I, Jiang Liu, am the adopted son of Ghost Hand Wang. Wang Yaozu was originally a member of Quanxing. Even though he left Quanxing, he could not erase his past. As his adopted son, I have been in contact with evil paths since childhood. I can be considered someone who came from evil paths and later reformed.”

Jiang Liu explained his reasoning: "Wang Baoling has received traditional family education and has also embraced the ideas of the new era. She can be considered a representative figure among ordinary people of this era."

Gao Huan, needless to say, is a traitor to the Gao family.

Hong Guniang, originally from the Moon Gate, was a magician and also once worked as a bandit in the mountains.

Miss Liu, who dared to decide her own marriage, has Miao blood.

Li Yang is a genuine farmer.

In short, apart from Gao Huan, all of us are of "lowly" origin in the eyes of high-ranking officials and nobles. However, the "Confucian" in our Confucian Society is no longer the Confucian of high-ranking officials and nobles, but the Confucian of those who have reformed, the Confucian of ordinary families, the Confucian of rebels, the Confucian of street performers, the Confucian of people of foreign blood, and the Confucian of genuine farmers.

in this way.

"Only by overthrowing the Confucian temple would it make sense."

# Chapter 1056 The Comparison of the Six Arts

In the blink of an eye.

A month passed quietly.

Thanks to Lu Mingfei's publicity, the news that the Confucian scholars were going to challenge the Confucian Association and compete for orthodoxy had spread like wildfire. People from Yuhang, from officials to ordinary citizens, flocked to the Cultural Street to witness this grand debate on the orthodoxy of Confucianism.

Therefore.

At the crack of dawn, the cultural street was already bustling with people, and all the shops were open all night to do business, creating a lively scene.

The Confucian Association had no choice but to send out patrolmen from all over the place to maintain order and protect Ankang, while also cooperating with the soldiers of the Guo faction.

Until dawn.

A ray of golden sunlight pierced the silence of the night from the east, illuminating the central square of the cultural street. A group of people, escorted by the county magistrate of Yuhang and nearly a hundred soldiers, violently rebuked the onlookers and entered the center of the square, where they sat down on one side of the round table for debate that had been temporarily set up.

There are seven people in total.

There were Kong Yuru, Yan Keqin, Zhixia, Yan Qing, Ding Lu, and Mingyin, all of whom were men, all of whom were handsome and had a refined demeanor.

After taking their seats, except for Kong Yuru who closed her eyes to regulate her breathing and cultivate her talent, the other five people frowned at the noisy and lively sounds outside, clearly not used to it, but they still endured it.

The remaining person was Zhang Enpu, who sat in the center of the round table as one of the referees.

And what about the Confucian Association?

Apart from the members who do business on Cultural Street, none of Jiang Liu and the others came.

Cowardice?

it's not true.

The debate is scheduled for 1 PM, so...

Why arrive so early?

therefore.

Jiang Liu and Hong Guniang practiced their morning exercises at the Ghost Hand Wang Cai Opera Troupe, and also led Partridge Whistle, Old Foreigner, Hua Ling and others to familiarize themselves with the surrounding environment;

Gao Huan, as a receptionist behind the counter at the Confucian Association, had already arrived at the association and started working.

Miss Liu was calling on Lu Huizhong to help clean up the Liu's Hot Pot restaurant and go to the market to buy fresh ingredients.

Wang Baoling went even further, dragging Lu Jin to join her in selling steamed buns from a food cart near the Cultural Street Square;

Only Li Yang, the most genuine son of a farmer, was slightly nervous, but he was called by Jiang Wu'e to Mingxin Academy to help observe and record the growth of the newly planted lotus flowers in West Lake. Once he got into work mode, he gradually calmed down.

Everyone was busy with their own things.

A comparison of the two—

The Kong family was clearly more relaxed, only needing to wait for their opponents to appear at the venue. However, the area outside was noisy, and even Kong Yuru, after persisting for three hours, frowned and could no longer concentrate.

Zhang Enpu also had a furrowed brow.

As a former Celestial Master, he naturally possessed great composure, but that was on the mountain, not in the bustling city!

Although he also had a way to immerse his consciousness in his inner world and keep his mind clear, it was somewhat unreasonable for him to enjoy peace and quiet while accompanying the Kong family. So he could only endure the noise from the outside world with them.

Jiang Liu and his group each had their own things to do, seemingly very busy, but in reality, their minds were all extremely steady. Some were focused on their own cultivation, some were concentrating on their research, and some were making a living on the street, without a trace of restlessness in their hearts.

One side is physically calm but mentally unsettled, while the other side is physically busy but mentally at peace.

How can anything be accomplished when the mind is unsettled? A thousand thoughts swirl around my spirit, and my heart burns with restlessness.

Though busy, she was organized; though her hair was long and black, she was not bothered; under the blazing sun, her golden hair shone brightly.

At noon, Jiang Liu and his group had lunch and rested for half an hour before gathering at the Confucian Association and heading towards the center of the Cultural Street Square.

When pedestrians saw this, they made way for them, cheered them on, or chatted with them, just like familiar neighbors, without any airs.

After Jiang Liu and his group took their seats, a man suddenly darted out from the crowd outside the venue. Upon closer inspection, he turned out to be bald!

It is the pine tree at Lingyin Temple.

The land held by temples and Taoist temples around Yuhang has been returned to the people at the foot of the mountain. With the help of the Confucian Association, they have gradually adapted. The abbots and temple masters are all members of the Confucian Association. However, in most cases, these Taoists and monks do not participate in the meetings of the Confucian Association, but only obey the orders of the Confucian Association.

Now that Jiang Liu has invited Ru Song, it's simply because the Kong family has found a Taoist priest, so the Confucian Association has found a monk, making it a perfect "three families gathered together" for a lively occasion!

Zhang Enpu recognized Rusong and couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you stay on the mountain with your lamp burning all the time? How do you come to the mortal world to enjoy its splendor?"

Ru Song, not to be outdone, chuckled and said, "You Taoist priest, instead of cultivating your life force in the Dragon and Tiger realms, you've entered the mortal world to support the Dragon Court?"

“Observing the suffering of the world, helping the distressed and relieving the distressed, subduing demons and monsters, all for the sake of unifying the land and upholding the orthodoxy of the Celestial Masters, that is all.” Zhang Enpu said this with certainty.

"Observe the mountains, observe the water, observe the mortal world; the mortal world is the Zen mind! I am the abbot of Lingyin Temple and a member of the Confucian Association. I am just practicing with the president."

Ru Song smiled calmly, said "Amitabha," and then took his seat.

This is the end.

The debate over Confucian orthodoxy!

Officially begin!

As the master of ceremonies and referees, Zhang Enpu and Rusong stood up together to discuss the competition and debate items with the Confucian Association and the Confucius family, in order to ensure fairness and impartiality.

"What does Chairman Jiang wish to compete in?"

Although the competition and debate were scheduled for 1 p.m., Kong Yuru and the others, who had arrived at the venue early in the morning, were still a bit angry.

Therefore.

Kong Yuru's tone was slightly dissatisfied.

"You are the challengers, so it's up to you."

Jiang Liu, however, was quite casual, as if he didn't take the competition seriously at all.

In an instant.

Kong Yuru and the other five people all changed their expressions.

This seemingly casual remark not only demonstrates the host's magnanimity but also reveals the Kong family's identity as someone who came to "cause trouble," leaving them with nowhere to vent their anger after waiting foolishly for most of the day!

"it is good!"

Kong Yuru agreed, “Confucianism has six arts: rites, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics. Are these six arts better than rites and music?”

"I also have some understanding of the Six Arts of Confucianism, but with the change of dynasties and the passage of time, the meaning of these six words has also changed."

Jiang Liu smiled slightly and asked, "What are we comparing?"

Kong Yuru replied: "It's arithmetic. You and I will each give a question, two questions in total. One of us will be chosen to solve the other's questions. Whoever solves both questions first wins."

Jiang Liu asked, "What are we comparing books to?"

Yu Ru replied, “Let us propose a topic together, and let one person from each of us compose a poem, which will then be judged by Zhang Tianshi and the eminent monk Rusong.”

Jiang Liu asked, "What do you mean by 'comparing'? Driving a horse-drawn carriage?"

Yu Ru replied, "Times have changed. Carriages are useless on the battlefield today, and fighting with them could result in death. Why not have a contest on bicycles?"

"to make."

Upon hearing that he was riding a bicycle, Jiang Liu smiled and asked, "Are the bicycles provided by your family or by us?"

“Each provides their own.”

Kong Yuru smiled slightly.

Jiang Liu nodded and then asked, "What are we competing in?"

Yu Ru replied, "It is archery."

"What's so great about LeBie?"

"Music is the unity of sound and dance... but it is not us who perform on stage, but the conductor who instructs the musicians and dancers from both sides to perform on stage."

What is the basis for "etiquette"?

"The essence of my Confucianism lies in talent. I will pass on to you the Confucian method of cultivating talent. If you can master it within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, then you will win."

# Chapter 1057 Chicken and Rabbit in the Same Cage

"Oh? No regrets?"

Upon hearing that he was to pass on his own method of cultivating his talents, Jiang Liu asked with a smile.

"The method of cultivating talent was created by my ancestors and has long been spread throughout the world. However, most people in the world are foolish and find it difficult to cultivate."

Kong Yuru said this.

"Hey, this pretty boy is pretty arrogant!"

Who is the fool?