A Breath of Great Spirit Collapses Half a Temple
One step, one realm, six steps to become a great scholar.
Such a legendary thing had actually happened to them at this moment. It was unbelievable.
The Fourth Prince was still in a daze. He was a disciple of a great scholar in Jixia Learning Palace, and no one knew better than him how terrifying a great scholar was.
It was not said that a word could be the law of the world, but it was already an existence that was close to the law of the word. It even had the characteristics of the peak of the ninth realm of human dao. A word could change the weather.
The First Prince's expression was also extremely ugly, and he still had some time to react.
Even now, he still could not believe that such a thing really existed in the world.
He was forbidden to enter the Sutra Library for ten years and read for ten years. Once he left the Sutra Library, he became a great scholar in six steps.
It was ridiculous.
At the same time, a strong sense of danger welled up in the First Prince's heart. His relationship with his ninth brother, the current Great Scholar, was not very good.
On the Dragon Throne, the Qing Emperor looked at his ninth son, whose scholarly aura was vast and vast. His eyes were like the sea of stars, and his expression changed.
Han Chengbi, who was slightly solemn at the side, subconsciously roused the blood in his body and said in a sharp voice,"
"Your Highness, this is the Imperial Palace, and the person in front of you is His Majesty. Confucian scholars pay attention to monarch, minister, father, son, and son.”
What he meant was that Confucian scholars valued etiquette. The Qing Emperor was the Emperor and the father of Zheng Yuan's body. According to etiquette, he should not offend him.
Zheng Yuan smiled and said in a clear voice,"
"Imperial Father, I said that Xiao Mu is not getting married, is that okay?”
Zheng Xiaomu stood behind him with stars in her eyes.
The Qing Emperor's expression changed. He was silent for a long time and said,"
"Yes."
Zheng Yuan smiled, and the terrifying Great Spirit in his body dissipated completely. He cupped his fists and bowed politely.
"Thank you, Imperial Father."
As he spoke, the Ninth Prince, the Freedom King, and the great scholar of the present age turned around calmly and gently pulled the still somewhat dumbfounded Zheng Xiaomu out of the Imperial Palace.
The Imperial Palace was completely silent.
The so-called great might was nothing more than this.
When Zheng Yuan and Zheng Xiaomu's figures disappeared from the Imperial Palace, the majestic place of the Empire, which was neither too big nor too small, was instantly in an uproar.
The civil officials were in awe, the generals were shocked, and the princes and princesses were either gloomy or sunny.
The Qing Emperor did not care about the clamor in the hall. He just sat quietly on the dragon throne.
Han Chengbi laughed bitterly and sighed in his heart.
"Is this considered turning into a dragon in the face of wind and clouds? No wonder that demoness from the underworld was so infatuated that the heavens were about to change!”
The court did not last long, and the court was dismissed.
Immediately after, the news of the Ninth Prince, or the newly promoted King Xiaoyao, becoming a Great Scholar in six steps in court to protect the Tenth Princess and forcing the Emperor to relent spread throughout the Qing Dynasty.
The common people discussed, and the officials also discussed.
This was too much like a legend, or rather, it was a legendary thing to enter the sixth step of the Great Scholar realm.
Prince Xiaoyao's past was also dug up. When he was thirteen or fourteen years old, he had an affair with a demoness and was punished to be grounded in the Sutra Depository for ten years.
After being grounded in the Sutra Depository for ten years, he had read books for ten years and cultivated his literary spirit. Once he left the attic, he became a great scholar in six steps.
It was truly legendary and ridiculous.
This became the biggest topic of conversation. Countless people were guessing how hard Prince Xiaoyao had been studying in the past ten years.
Of course, it was actually very comfortable.
........
Lying on the recliner, Zheng Yuan sized up the Xiaoyao King Mansion that his father had given him. It was not bad. It was well-arranged and the garden was orderly.
Zheng Xiaomu, who was lying on the mahogany recliner, was also enjoying herself. She tilted her head and said,"
"Royal brother, are you trying so hard to impress everyone? You even hid it from your own royal sister!"
Looking at Zheng Xiaomu's forced smile as she finally passed away, he knew that his little sister was truly happy and proud of her. He was the same. All these years, if Zheng Xiaomu had not accompanied him day and night...
How could he persist? However, in the blink of an eye, did he work hard? Zheng Yuan chuckled and said,"
"Why would I hide it from you? I haven't worked hard in these ten years.”
Hearing his brother's words, Zheng Xiaomu's eyes instantly widened and asked incredulously,"
"Then what was with the Six Step Great Scholar in front of the Imperial Palace just now? That was a great scholar. The teacher of the fourth imperial brother was only a great scholar. At that time, he even used this to show off for a long time. Even his father was amazed.”
Zheng Yuan grabbed a folding fan and gently fanned himself with it.
"Oh, my talent is hard to come by. I'm a peerless prodigy, so I really didn't work hard.”
Zheng Xiaomu's pretty little face twitched and she was silent for a while."
"Shameless."
Zheng Yuan laughed.
Zheng Xiaomu rolled her eyes. She didn't know what to feel in her heart. Everything seemed to be in a dream.
This morning, she was still worried and sad. In the end, everything changed and became better in court.
There was naturally no need for Buzhao to go. He could always accompany his royal brother.
Zheng Xiaomu's eyes lit up, matching her big watery eyes. She looked very beautiful.
After a while, Zheng Xiaomu wrinkled her nose, held her chin, and stared at her leisurely Imperial Brother."
"Imperial Brother, the court is probably in a commotion because of you. You're so carefree.”
After a pause, Zheng Xiaomu continued,"
"Imperial Brother, you can be considered to have studied hard for ten years, inhaled a breath of Confucian scholar's literary breath, and spat it out, and half of the temple collapsed?”
Zheng Yuan put down his fan and looked at his little royal sister."
"Like I said, I didn't study hard. I'm talented!”
Zheng Xiaomu was speechless.
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