I Became a Sage by Writing Novels

Up to chapter 22, I still feel something is wrong. In this kind of world, even if capable ministers and Confucian officials don't work together, they shouldn't be so prejudiced and look down on each other. If they want to fight an enemy, they still have to rely on high-level Confucian cultivators. There are also rain-praying literary gatherings to ensure good weather and abundant harvests.

It started off well, but the modern poetry really got to me. Suddenly, it all felt bland and uninteresting. Expecting the authors of the pinnacle of classical poetry to appreciate and enjoy modern poetry is baffling. A group accustomed to concise, profound, and rhythmically powerful language to find your modern poetry good?

The novel's timeline is somewhat illogical. Since all ancient scholars lived for hundreds of years, they should have produced a wealth of excellent poetry and prose. And since poetry and prose can be converted into military force, given China's cultural dominance over neighboring countries, even with internal strife, the Great Qian Dynasty should have been the most militarily powerful nation.

It's too much of a rip-off. It's plagiarism and stitches together historical events and administrative reforms from various dynasties into the novel. It would be better to just use an alternate history. It has no autonomy at all.

Don't expect ancient people to appreciate modern poetry. This is the first time I've seen an author copy free verse from the ancient world for their enjoyment. Personally, I believe modern poetry is a product of the invasion of Western culture and the promotion of vernacular Chinese in modern times.

So that's how it is! 🤫 Xu Qi'an transmigrated from Earth to the Great Feng Dynasty, becoming a night watchman and bearing the destiny of the Great Feng. However, by chance, Xu Qi'an, the Silver Gong of the Great Feng, transmigrated again to the world of Confucianism and Taoism, where his exit was certified by the Heavenly Dao! 😥😁😁😁

If someone reads an article and expresses their utter admiration... But later, he forgot he had ever read the article. After seeing it a second time, could he still offer a second round of enthusiastic praise? If possible, could a large family exclusively employ a group of forgetful people, accumulating an astounding number of them? A world of online trolls.

I became a sage through leisurely reading; I became a sage through reading; I achieved immortality through writing.

It's well-written, with a smooth writing style, and it wasn't abandoned, but it's a bit short. Summary: The writing is passable, but the short and weak piece is lacking. I hope the author will continue to work hard!

If you write it like this, it'll be very difficult to end without a revolution.