My Family Has Passed Down the Writing Brush for Generations. Why Can't I Wield a Blade?

Falsely accused of cheating in the imperial examinations, Kong Sheng, the Chief Grand Secretary's legitimate eldest grandson, kneels in the ancestral hall, facing punishment under family law and pressure from political enemies!

At the brink of disaster, he awakens the Physics Analects System on the spot, gaining a flawless body immune to all suppression by Confucian and Daoist spells!

If no one will listen to reason, then this humble Kong will teach you all a little physics!

"When you arrive, make yourself at home!" He yanks a hundred-catty solid bronze pillar out of the ground with one hand, then smashes the censor's son's knees and the legal barrier with a single blow, sending them off to a peaceful sleep!

"Education knows no class!" He hefts an eighty-catty nine-ring black iron saber and cleaves the thousand-catty stone lion at the gate in two, knocking three hundred armored soldiers off their feet!

"While your parents are alive, do not travel far!" Right in front of the Second-Rank Left Censor-in-Chief, he stomps on his son's arm and prescribes a physical remedy for his brain!

The old Chief Grand Secretary, who had been about to enforce family law, stares in stunned silence at his grandson, dressed in the plainest blue robes, carrying the most orthodox Analects, and striking the cruelest underhand blows. He quietly pulls out a little notebook to record the merits: Brilliant! So that's how our ancestors' words should be interpreted!

At the third watch tonight, the Ministry of Rites is waiting in Tian Prison's Class-A cell in Shuntian Prefecture?

Kong Sheng shows up with his saber: Confucius said, "If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening!"