"Mr....I realized it."

Kong Yingda raised her head and looked excited: "Teacher, I have found my mission."

"Oh?" Li Mu didn't expect that his nonsense realm division could really correspond to it. He asked curiously: "What have you found?"

"Make a life! Mentor, my disciple should establish his life with the beginning of this article, Master Dao Xiongwen. The disciple is determined to preach and learn to solve doubts, and to promote my Confucianism and Taoism!"

Li Mu heard what he meant and said, "Sage Confucius has three thousand disciples and seventy-two wise men. How many should you count as you have the duty to preach and receive karma and solve doubts?"

Kong Yingda thought for a while and said, "The disciple dared not compare himself to a saint. He was determined to teach a thousand scholars and thirty-six Jinshis. If he was less than this number, he would not be able to become a great scholar."

"Okay!" Li Mu said ok. In the dark, a contract was formed. On the interface of Confucianism and Taoism, Kong Yingda's ambitions appeared after Kong Yingda's name. If Kong Yingda really did it, he would be qualified to be promoted to a great Confucianism.

Li Mu noticed this change and thought to himself, when did I become the "Dao of Heaven"? I can even control whether I can be promoted to the realm?

He felt something in his heart, but it was hazy.

"If you can make such ambition, if you do it, you will become a great scholar." Li Mu pointed to the teacher who had not dried up on the table and said, "This master's way is framed and placed in the middle of the lobby of the Imperial College. Let the students take a good look at it. What does respect for teachers and respect for teachers? What does it mean to be a disciple that does not have to be inferior to his disciples, and the master does not have to be as good as his disciples. There is a sequence of knowledge and expertise in art. If you can figure it out, you don't have to wait until the Confucius Temple is built, and Confucius will also give you talent. If you can't figure it out, even if the Confucius Temple is built, they may not be able to get talent, so that they can do it themselves!"

"Affect your teacher's orders!" Kong Yingda dryed the ink and carefully put the paper away. Li Mu waved his hand, and Kong Yingda retreated. Suddenly, he stopped again, looked back at Li Mu, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'm brave enough to ask my teacher, why is the teacher's life determined?"

This apprentice is so old, why is curious so strong? I suddenly asked where to make it up for you...hey? Wait!

Li Mu cleared his throat and looked up at the sky forty-five degrees: "It's okay to tell you, four sentences!"

Kong Yingda hurriedly raised awe and said, "The disciple has only one sentence, but the teacher has four sentences. The teacher is indeed extraordinary. The disciple listens with ease!"

"Set up your mind for heaven and earth, establish your destiny for the living and the people, inherit your unique knowledge for the past sages, and bring peace to the ages!"

A thunder sounded, and Kong Yingda stood there on the spot.

These four sentences, in just over twenty words, actually summarize all the essence of Confucianism.

He was about to express his opinion, but suddenly he realized that the four sentences in his mind had begun to be forgotten. The four words carved like knives and axes were like weathered rocks, shattered in his mind and turned into ashes.

Four sentences, four sentences!

In the end, Kong Yingda only remembered the "four sentences", but the content was not remembered at all.

He opened his mouth, anxious and confused, and looked at Li Mu with a gaze, and said, "Mr., I just heard you say four words, but I can't remember what it is after a second thought. Can you say it again?"

Li Mu said it again.

This time, the thunder in his mind was louder, and he even blurred the concept of "four sentences".

"Oh!" Kong Yingda smiled bitterly and said, "My master, I understand. It seems that my disciple is not in a good state and is not worthy of hearing your life."

He bowed and retreated in disappointment.

Li Mu frowned strangely, and suddenly saw Ju Xian'er coming downstairs, and said to her: "******."

Ju Xian'er also looked confused and said strangely: "Your Highness, I heard you talk to me, but why can't I remember what you said."

Yes, it's shielded.

The city can play, System.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter. What are you going to do?" Li Mu asked curiously when he saw Ju Xian'er take off her dress and put on a short slap.

"I'm going to practice in the practice room. Is there anything wrong with Your Highness?"

"Um..." Li Mu thought for a while and said, "It's okay, go and practice, I'll go out to make money. If you don't come back at noon, you can have to eat by yourself and don't have to wait for me."

Now there is nothing more important than Ju Xian'er's quick breakthrough in the Body Refining Realm!

A good man must not drag his woman down!

...

Although Li Mu has already claimed to the public that everything in the Literature Museum is as usual. However, since he moved in, the Literature Museum has been deserted and has no longer had the grandeur of the past. First, it was because those literati and Li Mu were not familiar with each other and dared not come to visit. Moreover, Li Tai had eaten too much before and took Li Tai, and now Li Tai has moved in the East Palace again. Before the matter is clear, no one dared to act rashly, so as not to offend him.

It would be better if no one comes, so it would be better not to come, so as not to delay my reading.

Li Mu took a few books, got into his "RV", and asked the coachman to drive the car to the West City.

Chang'an City is divided into two cities, east and west, and the word "buying" comes from here.

Dongcheng is mostly the residences of dignitaries, so the Dongcheng city sells luxury goods, such as marten fur, crystal cup, Western Region spices, etc., which are all things that ordinary people cannot afford to smell.

But there are some of these things in the East Palace, and Li Mu saw too many of them, so he didn't find them interesting.

When I came back yesterday, I went to Xishi City. The things in Xishi City were really interesting. They were all down-to-earth, just like temple fairs in my previous life, and the atmosphere he liked.

Moreover, he saw many shops in the West City, including ironworkers, jewelry, and all kinds of craftsmen and artists.

He has never really practiced his deputy skills yet. Today he wants to find an opportunity to practice, and of course he can practice it when he returns to the palace, but it will inevitably cause some unnecessary trouble, such as how to explain the fact that the prince of the Tang Dynasty is in love with iron.

But no one would ask in the West Market, if you give money or rent it for half a day, no one would care about any fight.

This is very common. Some soldiers who can make irons often come to the blacksmith shop to repair weapons. This is how they rent others' places.

When he arrived at Xishikou, Li Mu got off the carriage. At this time, he had already changed into clothes and looked like a young man with a slightly richer family.

Two bad people in casual clothes came over and were stared back by Li Mu. He knew that these people existed to protect his own safety, but he did not feel that there was anything insecure about him now. The existence of these people was in the way.

When he walked into the western market, he was really overwhelmed. Li Mu hired a servant who helped carry things and bought whatever he liked. After a while, a servant couldn't carry it.
Chapter completed!