Chapter 524: The Vivid Image of a Military General
Chapter 524: The Vivid Image of a Military General
Li Wudu hasn't even said who it is yet, but he's already started to question it.
Even the people of the Ming Dynasty themselves could not believe that it was their own dynasty. It appeared at the same time as Confucius and Mencius. They could not believe it.
But was there a Ming Dynasty before that?
Is there any other Ming Dynasty besides theirs?
"Ancestors, please don't be so excited. I can't see the comments clearly." The comments were so noisy that she couldn't read a single word. Her eyes couldn't read that fast.
"I know you are confused, I am talking about the Ming Dynasty you are thinking of.
The third one is Wang Shouren of the Ming Dynasty. Many of our ancestors may not know this name. There is another name that is more familiar, which is Wang Yangming.
The last saint in Chinese history, so when I saw Ming Dynasty, I guessed it was Senior Wang Yangming, "He is the only one who can be included in this group of saints.
It was naturally impossible for the previous dynasties to know who Wang Yangming was, but when the immortal said that he was the last saint, it was obvious that Wang Yangming was extraordinary to be called a saint.
Those who knew Wang Yangming nodded, saying that he could indeed appear together with Confucius.
"There are two and a half saints in Chinese history. One is Confucius, whom you are all familiar with. The other is Wang Yangming, and the remaining half is Zeng Guofan.
This view was first proposed by Liang Qichao, a great Confucian scholar during the Qing Dynasty.
He believed that to be honored as a saint one must simultaneously meet the standards of the "Three Immortals".
That is to establish virtue, make achievements, and make statements.
Of course, there are three and a half saints. In addition to Confucius, Wang Yangming, and Zeng Guofan, who I just mentioned, there are different opinions about the extra saint. Some say it is Zhuge Liang, some say it is Mencius, and some say it is Laozi, Zhou Gong, etc., but none of these opinions have been recognized. "
The ancestors were shocked again. There were two and a half saints, one of whom was Wang Yangming. The ancestors couldn't help but wonder what Wang Yangming had done to be called a saint?
Moreover, it was the Qing Dynasty that said that the previous dynasty had a saint. This is not common.
When Wang Yangming found out that he was said to be the last saint, he couldn't believe it. He felt that he was just an ordinary person, nothing special. How could he be called a saint?
"My dear ancestors, I have already chosen the third group.
Please Confucius, Meng Fu, and Wang Yangming, please be ready. See you tomorrow. Goodbye, ancestors," Li Wu waved to the front and said goodbye.
The ancestors also said goodbye.
Many of our ancestors are still in shock and cannot recover at all, especially the Confucian disciples. They will be able to see Confucius tomorrow. Who doesn’t want to see Confucius?
They didn't know what Confucius was like, but their hearts were full of expectations.
On the other hand, after Li Wu hung up the live broadcast, he contacted the people in his store and prepared to deliver food tomorrow.
Li Wu was ready to take a rest. She was really exhausted today. Picking fruits was really tiring and it was killing her.
And she didn't cut it very often. She didn't dare to think about it. If she cut it very often, cutting it all day long, would her waist not be able to straighten up?
"Li Yan, give me a massage," Li Wu shouted.
"Okay, master," the robot Li Yan slid over and started massaging Li Wu.
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The next day, Li Wu got up quite early because he set the alarm. If he hadn't set the alarm, he would have slept all day and he wouldn't know what time he would get up.
No one can say for sure.
Li Wu wore a set of furry and cute clothes today. It’s cold, so she should dress warmly.
But I didn't wear anything particularly thick.
The food was delivered early in the morning. Naturally, it was the robot Li Yan who went to get it. When she went downstairs, the robot Li Yan was already preparing it and cleaning. The floor was mopped so brightly that it was almost reflective.
"Good morning, Li Yan," Li Wu greeted.
"Good morning, master," Li Yanyong also greeted Li Wu, and then prepared things on the table.
Li Wu also started the live broadcast. The ancestors in front of the sky curtain saw that the sky curtain was lit up. This time, everyone was very active. After all, the people who went up to the sky curtain this time were extraordinary.
Even ordinary people have heard of Confucius. It would be strange if someone didn't know Confucius.
Confucius, Mencius and Wang Yangming were also ready. They changed into their best clothes and looked at the sky with smiles on their faces.
"Good morning, ancestors. I got up very early this time on purpose. I'm sure you are as excited as I am, unable to sleep," Li Wu smiled brightly. She was sure that the Confucian scholars were a thousand times more excited than her.
The Confucian scholars said that it was indeed the case. They were so excited that they could not sleep at all. They woke up several times and looked outside, but the sky was not yet bright. They were disappointed but also excited, and looked forward to the sky being bright soon.
"Then let me invite the traders this time," Li Wu shouted. The ancestors all stretched their necks. They knew that they could see the sky clearly without stretching their necks, and no one would block their view, but they still couldn't help stretching their necks to look.
Li Wu also looked around, and finally with the appearance of golden light, three people appeared at the door at the same time.
Li Wu widened her eyes. She recognized Confucius at once. It was real, real. The almost two-meter-tall man was actually Confucius.
Li Wu swallowed. She could imagine how shocked the Confucian disciples in front of the sky curtain must be. They must be more shocked than her.
This is indeed the case.
Barrage
Confucian disciple: Which one of these is Confucius? Why can't I tell them apart?
Confucian disciple: I think the one wearing white clothes is Confucius. Look at how kind and benevolent he looks. He looks almost the same as the Confucius in the painting.
Confucian disciple: Anyway, it’s impossible for him to be that tall and big. It doesn’t look like that at first glance.
Everyone denied that the tall and mighty man was Confucius. They didn't think Confucius looked like that.
That head looks like a real military general. How could a scholar look like that? This completely subverted their imagination. Many people speculated that it was Wang Yangming of the Ming Dynasty.
"Hello, little immortal," the three of them saw Li Wu and walked forward.
Li Wu also hurriedly said, "Hello, three seniors. Three seniors, please take a seat."
Li Wu invited everyone to their seats. "The three seniors are actually quite different from what I imagined. I think Senior Wang Yangming is also equally shocked."
Wang Yangming pursed his lips. He naturally noticed that the person who was a head taller than him and felt that he could kill him with one punch was either Mencius or the controller. So the book didn't say who it was!
"It is indeed so. It is totally different from what I imagined," Wang Yangming felt that he had been deceived. Like everyone else, he naturally thought that Confucius and Mencius were the same as other people. They looked similar to them, were gentle and refined, and could be seen as literati at first glance.
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