"Come, Your Highness, please!"
A voice came from the opposite side. At some point, the white-robed Confucian had raised his wine cup in front of him and made a gesture of invitation.
"Haha, Brother Li is too courteous. Please!"
A strange light flashed through Wang Chong's eyes, and he returned to his senses. He raised his wine cup and clinked it against the white-robed Confucian's.
Bzzz!
As their wine cups drew closer, the atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly changed. The Confucian scholars in the restaurant had originally been sitting upright and still, watching the young swordsman in the empty space. But at this moment, as if attracted by something, they all looked over.
Clang!
With a crisp sound, the next moment, the two wine cups collided in mid-air. The crisp sound was like thunder in the quiet atmosphere. But at this moment, something strange happened.
Wang Chong's eyes flashed, and a majestic power immediately flowed through his arm, into the wine cup, and vibrated against the other side.
Bang. In the next moment, a strange feeling came from the other side. As the wine cups collided, Wang Chong clearly felt as if he had collided against an invisible mountain. The white-robed Confucian raised his wine cup high, a smile on his lips, and did not move at all.
Not even the wine in the cup trembled.
"Interesting!"
Wang Chong smiled slightly and immediately increased his strength. An even more majestic power surged out like a river, boundless and boundless, and rushed toward the white-robed Confucian scholar. At almost the same time, an enormous power also burst forth from the white-robed Confucian.
The two of them looked at each other, and the two powerful forces passed through their wine cups and collided in midair. But whether it was Wang Chong or the white-robed Confucian, the wine cups in their hands did not move at all. All of the shock and impact was completely isolated by the two of them. Even the wine in the cup did not shake at all, and it was as calm as the surface of a lake.
The power continued to increase, and in a short period of time, the surrounding ground immediately began to tremble. This trembling was indiscernible at first, but in the blink of an eye, it immediately became violent. Very quickly, the surrounding tables, chairs, and dishes began to shake as well. The tremors continued to intensify, and in the end, even the entire restaurant was shaking as if there was an earthquake.
Ah!
All the Confucian scholars in the restaurant were shocked by the power that erupted from Wang Chong and the white-robed scholar, causing them to lose their balance and stand up one after another.
Crash! A large number of cups and saucers couldn't withstand the force and slid off the table, shattering into pieces.
"Buzz!"
Almost at the same time, Wang Chong and the white-robed Confucian scholar withdrew their strength and put away their wine cups. The two enormous forces that could shatter mountains and split the earth disappeared at the same time. The two of them were simply too powerful. If they were to continue probing, the entire restaurant would probably be torn into two.
"Your Royal Highness has great skills!"
The white-robed Confucian was the first to take back his cup, raise his head, and drink it in one gulp. Putting down the wine cup, the white-robed Confucian scholar had a calm expression on his face. Even his breathing had not become chaotic in the slightest. It was clear that he had not used his full strength in the previous exchange.
"Good cultivation, Brother Li!"
At almost the same time, Wang Chong also drained his cup and placed it back on the table.
In this exchange of probing attacks, neither of them had managed to gain the upper hand.
I didn't think that the Confucians would have such a formidable expert!
Wang Chong appeared calm, but his mind was in turmoil. Although Wang Chong appeared to be only eighteen, his strength was extremely rare in the world. Just based on his Great General level, very few people could compare to him. Even someone as powerful as the Governor of War Qutaybah had died at his hands, let alone others.
Wang Chong had never imagined that there would be someone on the same level as him. In that exchange just now, although it had only been a small-scale probing attack, Wang Chong had sensed that the white-robed Confucian scholar's cultivation was on par with his, and his Psychic Energy was also extremely mysterious.
Wang Chong was a grandmaster in the field of Psychic Energy, and even Masil had died at his hands. But this white-robed Confucian scholar was not one bit weaker than him, and he could even change the energy of his Psychic Energy. This was simply unheard of.
The restaurant was deathly still and tense. Everyone stared at Wang Chong and the white-robed Confucian, fearful that the two would start fighting again. Right at this moment, a clear and melodious sword hum suddenly rang out. In the center of the second floor, the man wearing a white mask and a black robe suddenly withdrew his sword and retreated from the empty space.
"All of you are dismissed!"
Right at this moment, the white-robed scholar suddenly spoke and flicked his sleeves.
"Yes!"
With this order, more than half of the Confucians in the restaurant withdrew, leaving only a small number scattered throughout the restaurant and behind the white-robed Confucian.
With this simple order, the atmosphere in the restaurant immediately eased up a lot.
Crackle!
At this moment, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers came from the restaurant. Accompanied by the laughter of adults and children, the sound was particularly loud in the quiet restaurant.
"Haha!"
The white-robed Confucian across from Wang Chong spoke once more. He raised the silver wine pot and poured a cup for Wang Chong before filling it for himself.
"Your Highness is erudite and talented, and your grandfather is the world-renowned Duke Jiu. Does Your Highness know what day today is?"
Wang Chong did not reply, only stared at the scholar. He knew that since the scholar had asked this question, he had something to say.
"The teachings of the West have spread to the east. Everyone knows that the eighth day of the fourth month is the birthday of Buddha, but how many people know that today is the day when the Hundred Sages of the Spring and Autumn Period die?"
These words took Wang Chong by surprise, and he immediately raised his brow as he waited for the white-robed Confucian to continue.
"In the Spring and Autumn Period, the kingdoms warred against each other, and the common people lived every day in dire straits. It was a time of true survival of the fittest, an age of Asura where the world was plunged into misery and suffering. Later, the Hundred Sages propagated their ideas and paid an enormous price to change the hearts of the people. The concept of benevolence and righteousness was deeply ingrained in the hearts of the people, turning that era of beasts into an era of 'man' and achieving the Great Harmony of the World. "
The white-robed Confucian solemnly said.
Wang Chong did not speak and listened carefully, but when he heard the words' Great Harmony of the World ', he frowned imperceptibly.
"In the Spring and Autumn Period, although the kingdoms warred against each other, the Hundred Sages shone upon that era. Each Sage was like a flame in the darkness, illuminating that era and guiding the common people in the right direction. But now, the Hundred Sages have died, and the people of the divine continent, including the surrounding worlds, have fallen into darkness. They have lost their way and become beasts once more. Losing the Hundred Sages is a loss for all of us. Thus, every year on this day, when the Sages die, we gather together to pay our respects to the Sages! "
The white-robed Confucian said in a resounding voice.
Wang Chong's mind trembled as he suddenly understood why he had felt so strange upon entering the restaurant. He also understood why there was that strange sword dance and why everyone was wearing black headbands. They were paying respects to the Sages.
"King of Foreign Lands, you are the most talented and most talented person we have ever seen. In such a short time, you were able to pacify Mengshe Zhao and Arabia. There are even people in the court who call you the new War God of the generation. A person can live for one hundred lifetimes, but they will eventually die. There are some things that have a value and meaning that far surpass the life of a single person. I hope that you can join us and lend me a hand. Together, we can fulfill the wish of the Sages and make the world truly Great Harmony of the World.
"Not just the Tang people, not just the Central Plains, but all the civilizations and worlds, including the Turks, the Goguryeons, the Xi, the Ouzan, the Khitans, and all the other foreigners, as well as the Arabs of the western world. There were conflicts, killings, and endless wars precisely because of differences in language and ideology. But if the world was united, if the ideals of benevolence and righteousness were deeply embedded in the surrounding barbarians, including the Abbasid Caliphate, and if they could unify their language, then all conflicts and killings would cease to exist, forever vanishing from the face of this land! This is the true method of ending war forever! " “
"This is the true Great Harmony of the World!"
The white-robed Confucian's voice was solemn as he spoke. It did not seem like the product of a moment of passion, but the result of thousands of careful deliberations.
Wang Chong had been earnestly listening this entire time, not even interrupting him. Wang Chong knew far too little about these people, these mysterious factions that ruled over the Tang dynasty and controlled the Grand Preceptor, King Qi, Li Linfu, and the First Prince. No! It was because the entire world knew nothing about them.
Wang Chong was well aware that this was his best chance to understand them.
"Great Harmony of the World?"
The white-robed Confucian's final words caused Wang Chong's expression to darken and his brow to crease. If the white-robed Confucian had not said these words, Wang Chong might have felt some admiration for him, but the Great Harmony of the World? How many people with lofty ideals had there been since ancient times? How many had actually realized this? Even in another world, the accumulation of thousands of years would be nothing more than a pipe dream.
Lofty aspirations could not overcome selfish desires, and ideals would always lose to the hearts of men!
Since ancient times, whenever someone mentioned these words, it would always be accompanied by enormous amounts of blood and sacrifice. Most of the time, the words' Great Harmony of the World 'became a tool for lunatics, delusional, and ambitious people to realize their own selfish desires. For their own stubbornness, they would drag everyone in the world into it and make them die with them.
Wang Chong was not opposed to the 'Great Harmony of the World', but the Great Harmony of the World required eternal perseverance, the constant change of thousands of generations. It was not a goal that could be achieved in a few decades, a hundred years, or even a single generation based on one's own hopes. They could never succeed. Such people would only bring disaster and destruction to the world.
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