Sun Zhongyang himself had speculated that his father, Sun Xiuwen, had a grand plan. Now that he had taken the risk to stand on Lü Shu's side, he must not be willing to continue being a wealthy and idle person in the capital. However, no matter how bold Sun Zhongyang was, he did not dare to guess in the direction of the Emperor Of Heaven.
He knew the gap between him and his father. His father, Sun Xiuwen, was a man of great resolution, while he was only a young man who was slightly stronger than the children of the capital.
However, now that his father, Sun Xiuwen, had really become the Emperor Of Heaven, Sun Zhongyang suddenly felt that he might still not understand his father. His father's resolution was greater than he had imagined!
The four Emperors Of Heaven had always been the highest authority in Lü Zhou. Usually, the Divine King Palace did not exercise much power, so the Emperor Of Heaven was the most powerful person.
Now, Sun Zhongyang found out that he had become the son of the Emperor Of Heaven?
He was not like the other families, who needed to fight for favor with many siblings. Sun Xiuwen only had one son!
Sun Xiuwen once had a wife, but his wife had passed away due to a strange illness. Since then, Sun Xiuwen had never married anyone else, and his only child was Sun Zhongyang.
Sun Zhongyang knew very well that his father truly loved his mother to the core. He often lamented how difficult it was to be born into a warm and affectionate family in the capital.
Now, he was the son of the Emperor Of Heaven!
In the future, if the capital's wealthy families wanted to do business in Western Prefecture, they would have to look up to the Sun family. In the past, everyone was on equal footing, but now, the Sun family was high and mighty. This feeling was too wonderful!
Sun Zhongyang warned himself not to be blinded by joy, but how could he be so shrewd?
Turning his head to look, Sun Zhongyang suddenly discovered that the twelve deathsworn sent by his father had already knelt on one knee and said in unison, "Congratulations, Your Highness."
These men of sacrifice had followed Sun Xiuwen for hundreds of years. They knew very well that the Sun Family would not have a fight for the throne. Therefore, they could rest easy as long as they hugged onto Sun Zhongyang's thigh!
Sun Zhongyang felt a little emotional. Now that he was a son, he was depending on his father. He didn't know when he would be able to go out.
Thinking of this, Sun Zhongyang waved his hand. "You may rise. Continue with your homework. Whoever has finished their homework, finish mine as well."
Now, he could finally speak with more confidence and dare to ask someone to do his homework for him! In the past, these twelve deathsworn were his father's trusted subordinates. Before obtaining their approval, how could he dare to order them around?
To be honest, the twelve men of sacrifice did not expect that they would one day be reduced to helping others do their homework …
One had to know that they were people who aspired to be comparable to the Twelve Pythons' Foreign Chamberlains.
At this moment, Lü Shu was walking into the Peach Blossom Guild Hall. He could already hear the loud chatter from the entrance. The Peach Blossom Guild Hall had placed countless praying mats in the pavilion. Visitors could choose a praying mat to sit on and listen to the lecture.
In the middle of the pavilion, there was a small and conspicuous area that was used for preaching. Only the main speaker could sit on it.
There were three elders sitting at the preaching area. One of them said, "The over-interpretation of the Sun Leaning on the Mountain in the Morning is actually unorthodox talk. Everyone, please do not mention it in the future. How can such a beautiful poem that advises farmers be tarnished so easily? "
An elder hurriedly said, "This is the argument raised by that person. Elder Zhang, please be careful with your words!"
Elder Zhang was angry. "It's him who brought Wu Weijun to the capital again. I still want to say this. He is just an ignorant child. How dare he misinterpret the Divine King's poem?"
Back then, Lü Shu's argument in Field Ridge Town had long spread to the capital. After all, the Wang scholars were quite mobile and liked to travel around.
When this argument slowly became a small branch, everyone knew that this was a strange argument raised by the Wu Weijun's master. Now that Wu Weijun was at the peak of his power, some Wang scholars began to advocate this argument. Of course, there were also many people who opposed it …
Someone whispered, "Some people say that that person is the orthodox …"
"Bullsh * t. Do you think the imperial edict is fake? He's just a rebel!"
"Shh!" The main speaker's expression changed drastically. "Is this something we can talk about?"
The people beside him laughed. "What's there to be afraid of? He hasn't even reached the capital yet. Besides, even if he were in front of me, I would still dare to say this. When has our Lü Zhou ever killed a scholar? Isn't he afraid that the scholars of the world will condemn him?"
Lü Shu listened by the side and could not understand where this group of contestants got their confidence from …
However, Lü Shu ignored them. Instead, he changed the details of his appearance and got up to walk among the crowd. Every time he saw someone, he would give them a book.
These books were prepared by Zhong Yutang when Lü Shu was about to leave Earth. At that time, Zhong Yutang did not understand why Lü Shu wanted him to prepare these books.
When the Wang scholars sitting on the praying mats received the books and saw the title, they were stunned. The thick cover of the book said: Appreciation and Analysis of Ancient Poems …
This Ancient Poems Encyclopedia not only contained poems but also annotations, as well as the sources of the articles and poems. It was extremely detailed.
When the Wang scholars saw these books, they felt that something was wrong. This was because the binding technology of these books was much better than the thread-bound books in Lü Zhou. When they held them in their hands, it was as if they were looking at the products of two different time and space … In fact, it was indeed so.
It was not that the thread-bound books were not exquisite, but they could still understand how the thread-bound books were made. However, the binding technology of modern times on Earth was beyond their ability. For example, the printing technology was not something that Lü Zhou could handle.
Putting aside the technology, when they opened the books and read the contents, they felt a little dizzy. Why was the opening so different from what they knew?
Who was Li Bai? Who was Du Fu? Weren't these poems written by the Old Divine King? Why did the author change?
At this time, they wanted to find Lv Shu to reason with him or ask him about the situation. However, Lv Shu was running all over the place at this time and he was nowhere to be found.
At this time, everyone could only stare blankly at the Appreciation and Analysis of Ancient Poems in their hands. Slowly, the three old men on the podium also realized that something was wrong. Why was everyone holding a book in a daze?!
Their gazes wandered over. After all, they were sitting at a higher position, so it was easier for them to see the whole situation. Therefore, they saw Lü Shu, who was distributing the books.
One of them was stunned for a while and shouted to Lü Shu, "Kid, what are you doing?"
Lü Shu did not care what they said. Of course, he had to finish distributing the books first!
This was a gathering of Wang scholars, and the most famous Wang scholars in Lü Zhou were here. As long as he destroyed the faith here, would there be no need to fear that there would be no negative emotions?
Lü Shu was not willing to do things that harmed others to benefit himself. After all, he had a bottom line. However, he had invented a new way to earn negative emotions, which was called harming oneself to benefit oneself …
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