In this world, poetry and books can slay enemies and bring peace to all under heaven.
In this world, there is no Laozi's Dao De Jing, no Confucius's Analects, and no innate Eight Trigrams of the Human King Fuxi.
In this world, there is no Tang poetry or Song ci, yet poetry can summon sages.
Everyone: "You mean Zhuge Liang? Never heard of him. If you're so capable, bring him here and let us see."
The protagonist gives a wild laugh and recites the Memorial on the Expedition in a ringing voice.
Lightning flashes and thunder roars, as winds and clouds gather.
When the dust settles, a handsome, refined man in a feather fan and silk headdress strides up to the protagonist and drops to one knee.
"I pay my respects, my lord!"
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
The green peaks are decorated with ice shadows, the sound of killing is like rain, and the magic soldiers are rushing to bring peace to you.
You are too ruthless. Before you time traveled, you could recite the Teacher's Guide, the Four Books and the Five Classics, and the Tao Te Ching. Then why did you time travel? Then you would be a master in the field of classical literature, and you would be famous, right?
A chapter review on Chapter 12: Anger in "Wen Sheng" written by Hei Yihou (please recommend, flowers, comments).
Smoke locks pond willow. It seems that no one matches this second line perfectly.
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Please remind the author that the Analects of Confucius is not from Confucius. The Analects is a record of their conversations by Confucius's disciples and disciples.
*I'm sorry* it's boring to watch. I'm trying to force my wits down.
The writing is pretty good, keep up the good work