Film and TV: Starting from the Night Watchman of Dafeng

Chapter 15: One Day to Become a Gentleman

"Are you admitting defeat? You're leaving so easily."

"Win or lose, you and I know the answer in our hearts, and so do Jijiu and Huang Lao."

"Master Wei's new teachings truly cleared the clouds and brought light to the world, but the Imperial College..."

"If you ask me, the moment Master Wei said those two words at Mianyang Pavilion, Cheng Xue was already defeated."

"After nearly two hundred years, nearly two hundred years, the Yunlu lineage has finally seen the clouds clear. Gentlemen, you and I have witnessed history."

"Come on, Brother Lu, Brother Li, Fanlou, I'm treating you. Don't leave until you're drunk, don't leave until you're drunk!"

"I'm not afraid of you, haha~"

"Go together, go together!"

Those who were unwilling to give up wanted to speak out for the Imperial College.

Some free-spirited people have already left together, intending to have a good drink with wine to share what they have seen and heard today.

There are some enthusiasts who are determined to become Wei An's disciples and follow him in learning.

There were Confucian practitioners who silently watched the scene on the viewing platform.

The sleeves of his robe fluttered slowly, and Wei An in the clear light seemed to be coated with a layer of light golden foil.

He was experiencing a very mysterious feeling.

So many strange and wonderful things rose and fell in his heart and body.

The weak literary energy of the ninth level of enlightenment was sorted out and purified again and again.

Something is accumulating in the body, hmm... a faint feeling of fullness.

As the column of clear light gradually dissipated and diluted, the last ray of light merged into Wei An's eyebrows.

"Gone?"

"That's it?"

"... "

Chen Tai and others in the viewing stands, as well as those who had stayed on the polo field, all had doubts in their hearts at this moment.

Those who have practiced at a high level clearly heard Zhao Shou say that this is Wenyun.

That’s literary luck!

Wei An closed his eyes, lowered his head slightly, and stood there, motionless.

Chen Tai and others were secretly anxious, but they did not dare to move. They just looked at Wei An with concern and were alert to their surroundings.

The people who had been waiting in the audience were even more anxious.

Regarding such opportunities as Wenyun, the only person recorded in Confucian history books is the founder of the Confucian system, the only saint.

"How is it?"

Zhao Shouzhong returned to the stands of the polo field. His eyes immediately fell on Wei An. Not knowing what to do, he joined the silent waiting queue.

"The eyes moved."

Zhou Fuyun stared at Wei An almost without blinking and grabbed Xu Xinnian's arm.

If it were an ordinary time, the latter would immediately push away the dirty hand.

Almost the next moment after Zhou Fuyun opened his mouth, Wei An slowly opened his eyes.

In an instant, the literary energy in the body exploded!

The sleeves of his robe fluttered again!

The eighth level of self-cultivation is achieved!
The seventh level of benevolence is achieved!

The sixth level of Confucian scholar realm is achieved!
The fifth level of moral conduct is achieved!
The fifth rank is the realm where the combat power of the Confucian system soars the most, and there is a saying that "Confucianism disrupts the law with literature"!
Chen Tai and others' "words come true" is a manifestation of the ability of this realm.

Spanning four major realms, achieving the fifth level of moral conduct!
The gift is very luxurious!

Wei An felt that the gifts were more than that.

But... does it stop here?
He was thinking along the same lines.

【Items that can be advanced: 2/2】

[Would you like to advance your promotion to a Confucian fourth-rank gentleman? (Complete conditions: 'A gentleman has six virtues, nine thoughts, and ten qualities'. Within one year, your words and actions should be based on these criteria.)]

Six virtues, nine thoughts, and ten grades. Wei An couldn't help but be amazed.

He never labeled himself a gentleman, nor did he ever make becoming a gentleman his goal.

Forget it, let’s make an advance payment first. Fortunately, there are two items that can be advanced.

Today, he accepted the gift and has already reached the fifth level of virtue. It would not be a bad idea for him to become a fourth-level gentleman. It would also arouse less suspicion and attract less attention.

In addition, there are many teachers and leaders guarding him at this moment.

Today, let him have the ability to completely control his own destiny!
"Advance payment!"

Wei An screamed in his heart. His soul was instantly pulled away, and his eyes slowly closed again. His body swayed, but a mysterious force supported him and kept him standing.

"Hmm? Why again..."

Chen Tai was most concerned about his students, and immediately looked at Zhao Shou, who had more experience and knowledge.

Zhao Shou's already deep nasolabial folds and frown lines became even deeper.

"Why did you stop at the fifth rank and enter the state of unity between heaven and man again?"

What Zhao Shou said was like thunder, and those who could hear what he said looked at Wei An.

In an instant, countless emotions grew in my heart.

"Can't I enter the fourth rank again?"

There was no lack of shock in Zhang Shen's words.

After he finished speaking, he deliberately glanced at Li Mubai.

The latter's beard was about to be pulled off!

Keep shouting in your heart!

If he had insisted at that time, if he had not given in, such a good disciple would have been his!
Chen Youping, this old bastard, is so lucky!
"Eh~"

Finally, reason cleared away these emotions and turned them into a long sigh.

"Doesn't Wuyang also call you sir? I will let him worship you and learn the art of playing chess from you in the future." Chen Tai said with a smile.

Ignoring his expression and tone, these words may sound like a comfort, but in fact they are more of a show-off than a comfort, you old bastard!
"You don't want to teach? Then I'll let Wuyang and Jinxing learn the art of war."

Seeing the unfriendly look in his eyes, Chen Taili said.

"Well, this is a great thing, and I like it very much." Zhang Shen took the opportunity to nod repeatedly.

Li Mubai coughed and glanced at Zhang Shen, "How can it be your turn? You should also pay your respects to me first!"

"hehe."

The two words "Zhang Shen" were used to respond to it.

The two great scholars were bickering and arguing like teenagers, which made the two old gentlemen behind them shake their heads repeatedly, and their eyes were filled with smiles when they fell on Wei An.

Although everyone was joking, they kept their attention on Wei An and their surroundings at all times.

Some people who were still at the polo field were slowly moving towards the viewing platform on the side. I don’t know if it was because they couldn’t withstand the sun or they were afraid that they couldn’t hide their emotions.

The only ones left in front of the viewing platform were the fanatical believers of the School of Mind and Wei An.

It didn't take long, less than half an incense stick of time.

Wei An opened his eyes again.

The moment he opened his eyes, his face and eyes revealed a vicissitude that did not belong to his age.

Just now, he experienced a life that did not belong to him.

He was the top scorer in the imperial examination at the age of 21. At that time, the northern barbarians and the witch cult were attacking. Dafeng was in ruins, the country was without a leader, and the people were suffering. However, he, who had only the fifth-class moral character, resolutely led his troops to fight against the invading enemies!

However, there was a huge disparity in military strength, and the combat effectiveness of high-grade soldiers was far apart. He was captured by the barbarians. A young master among the barbarians admired his knowledge and persisted in persuading him to surrender, but he resolutely refused. Three years later, the young master had no choice but to escort him to the barbarian capital.

His spirit was shattered, one arm and one leg broken, leaving him as an ordinary person. He was confined to the barbarian prison, a dark and terrifying place, with countless torture instruments stained with blood. Screams echoed day after day, and countless nights were filled with cold winds and ghostly howls. In the damp, hot, and stench-filled prison, he bit his fingertips and wrote on the cell wall...

"Heaven and earth have righteous energy, which is mixed and flowing.
Below are the rivers and mountains, above are the sun and stars.

... "

The fourth grade of Confucianism has a righteous spirit and is not afraid of any poison.

How to master the righteous spirit?

Mencius said, "As for its energy, it is extremely great and strong. If it is nurtured with integrity and without harm, it will fill the space between heaven and earth..."

What does that mean?

Righteousness must be cultivated with justice in one's heart, but it cannot be obtained through accidental just actions; it requires accumulation.

Wei An is only a young boy, how can he have accumulated so much knowledge over such a long period of time?
You can only overtake on the curve!

This song of righteousness is Wei An's opportunity to master the great righteousness!

Some of the allusions have been rewritten according to local conditions, including the rhymes!

"The philosopher's day is long gone, the punishment is long gone
Reading under the eaves, the ancient road reflects the colors.

He didn't do it on purpose, but his voice traveled very far due to some kind of blessing.

When he finished reading the last sentence.

boom!
There was a loud noise, not in reality, but from the heart!

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(End of this chapter)