Empress: Living In The Mountains, My Daughter Praised Me As A God

Gu Yanwu was convinced.

How old is Princess Linger? She is only eight years old.

But he was taught by his father to become such a terrifying existence that he can give life to a copybook just by writing!

Then how terrifying is her father's literary prowess?

Also...why does the princess know Confucianism? Who is the old man?

A series of questions appeared in Gu Yanwu's mind.

Seeing Gu Yanwu kowtow, Chu Ling'er was shocked and quickly jumped to the side to help him up.

"The old man has broken his spirit! If dad finds out and an old man worships me, he will have to break my legs!"

"Sir, get up quickly!"

Gu Yanwu looked ashamed and knelt on the ground motionless. No matter how hard Chu Ling'er pulled, he couldn't get up.

"I don't dare to get up. I looked down on your father and princess before, but now I'm not afraid!"

"Only by kneeling for a long time can you atone for your sins!"

Chu Ling'er put her hand on her forehead: "It's okay, my father has a good temper and doesn't care, and Ling'er doesn't care either!"

After Chu Ling'er's constant persuasion, Gu Yanwu sighed and stood up tremblingly.

Seeing Gu Yanwu's respectful eyes, Chu Ling'er felt restless and uncomfortable.

"Old sir, you just said...I gave you a chance? What does this mean?"

"Princess, here's the thing... Migu Migu, Moses Moses!"

Seeing that Chu Ling'er was confused, Gu Yanwu cupped his hands and immediately explained in a pleasant manner.

He told Chu Ling'er about the phantom he saw before.

Chu Ling'er blinked: "You mean... you made a breakthrough because you read my handwriting? You also saw an old man who is older than you in the painting?"

Gu Yanwu nodded: "Yes! That's it, but I don't know who this saint is!"

"Besides... I don't know where this sentence comes from. I will die in the evening. I think... this sentence is more suitable for Confucianism and Taoism than Haoran's Righteousness Ceremony!"

"In addition, the font of Your Highness Princess... gives people a sense of eternal majesty. You should behave as upright as this font!"

Hearing this, Chu Ling'er subconsciously imitated his father's previous posture.

He showed an inscrutable expression and waved his hand disapprovingly.

"Hi! There's no surprise. This sentence was actually taught by my father. He said...it comes from "The Whispering Language"!"

"Dad also taught me the font. The block letters are his own creation."

"As for that old man, I don't know Ling'er!"

Hearing this, Gu Yanwu's eyes lit up.

He bowed deeply to the void in awe.

"What a regular script! As for this "Whispering Words", it must have been created by your father, right? Otherwise, given my knowledge, why have I never heard of it?"

"Your Majesty is a great talent. He is indeed a master of Confucianism and Taoism. He is worthy of being a Confucian Dao Ancestor!"

"I'm going to make a bold guess. If I hear the Tao in the morning, I can die at night! But if I know all the laws and truths in the world, I will have no regrets even if I die at night!"

Gu Yanwu raised his head and stared at Chu Ling'er with eyes that were thirsty for knowledge.

He felt that based on his Confucianism and Taoism, he should be able to understand this.

But unexpectedly, Chu Ling'er smiled and waved her hand.

"No, no! Dad taught me that this is not the case. He said... if anyone offends him."

"Then I find out the way to your house in the morning, and I will follow the road at night and beat you to death!"

Gu Yanwu's expression froze, as if he were dumbfounded.

Isn’t this Confucianism?

Aren't you pursuing Taoism? Why do you feel that this master is...a bit unruly?

"Really...is this true? Don't we Confucians pay attention to persuading people with virtue?" Gu Yanwu asked uncertainly.

Chu Ling'er nodded wildly: "Yeah! That's it, "Swinging Language"! Of course you have to kill the enemy with a swing!"

"Dad also said that Confucianism and Taoism are not about just reasoning with people, that's useless!"

After hearing what Chu Ling'er said, something seemed to be touched in Gu Yanwu's mind.

The mysterious Confucian and Taoist old man who had disappeared with great righteousness unexpectedly appeared in his mind again.

Not only that, the old man's mouth seemed to curl up, and he raised his hands...

In Gu Yanwu's shocked eyes, there was an explosive clothing show!

The old man's muscles were bulging. The muscles on his chest formed the character "Ren", the muscles on his shoulders bulged into the character "Tai", and the muscles on his back also bulged up to form the character "德"!

Benevolence, virtue and talent... six words suddenly appeared in Gu Yanwu's mind.

But there was more to it than that. The old man dug out something from somewhere and pulled out a huge brick with a big word 'virtue' engraved on it!

The old man roared loudly to convince others with his virtue! Then he threw the bricks towards Gu Yanwu.

Bang!

Gu Yanwu received a blow and his mind was in chaos.

The old man also disappeared.

When Gu Yanwu came back to his senses, he suddenly became enlightened.

The two channels of Ren and Du seemed to be opened up, and he felt that he had...understood something incredible.

"Hiss! I understand, veteran!"

Gu Yanwu exclaimed, his face full of ecstasy!

The corners of Chu Ling'er's mouth twitched. She felt that this old gentleman was... shocked.

"Huh? What do you know, old gentleman?"

"Princess, I understand the true meaning of Confucianism and Taoism, and also understand what your father means. He wants to tell me."

"We study essays in order to reason with the reckless men! And we practice martial arts in order to make the reckless men listen to our reasoning!"

"We want to convince people with virtue!"

Gu Yanwu dodged and ran back with a brick in his hand.

After understanding this, he felt that his Confucianism and Taoism seemed to have unlimited promotion possibilities, and he could no longer be limited by his qualifications!

After hearing this, Chu Ling'er moved a stool, stood on the stool and tiptoed, and patted the two-meter-tall Gu Yanwu's shoulders in an old-fashioned way.

"Well...that's what it means! Children can be taught!"

Gu Yanwu was not angry at all when Chu Ling'er patted him on the shoulder like a junior.

Instead, he rolled his eyes and thought...

The senior is so powerful in Confucianism and Taoism, but based on my status and strength, I am not worthy to be his disciple.

And writing a princess essay can also make me break through.

This is the gift of preaching, teaching, and solving doubts!

In this case...

"Master, please bow to me, my disciple!"

Gu Yanwu decisively knelt down to Chu Ling'er and paid homage to him!

He knew that coming to Yongle Palace to teach today was the biggest opportunity in his life.

As long as he hugs Princess Yongle's thigh, he will definitely be promoted. Maybe... it is also possible to surpass the heaven level!

Seeing this, Chu Ling'er was stunned.

"You can't do it, old sir. Look at how old you are, Ling'er is only eight years old..."

"Master! Those who are masters come first. You are more than enough to be my master! I hope master will not give up, otherwise my disciple... will be unable to kneel down for a long time!"

No matter how Chu Ling'er persuaded him, Gu Yanwu insisted on becoming a disciple, even if he was a registered disciple.

Chu Ling'er was kind-hearted and couldn't see the old man being like this, so she had no choice but to accept him.

"Okay, okay, old disciple, since you think this word is useful to you, then Master, I will give it to you!"

Gu Yanwu took the calligraphy as if he had found a treasure and carefully put it in his arms.

"Thank you, Master! Then I won't disturb you, apprentice!"

After bowing to leave, Gu Yanwu couldn't help laughing wildly.

The calligraphy full of Confucianism in his hand was enough for him to study for a long time.

Unexpectedly...he who came to teach today would actually become the student's student...

"The world is so unpredictable that the big intestine wraps up the small intestine! Hahaha!"

...

In the sword pavilion, Gu Yanwu came to restore his life.

Empress Liu Qingxue and Li Chunfeng looked confused.

"What...what did you say? You don't want to teach Ling'er anymore?"

"Why? Is Ling'er naughty? I'll take care of her!"

Liu Qingxue was about to get up and go to Yongle Palace to inquire about the situation.

When you become someone's godmother, you have to be responsible for Ling'er's future, and you can't just let the child have his temper.

Seeing this, Gu Yanwu quickly opened his mouth to explain!

"Your Majesty! The princess is very well-behaved, but... I know that my literature is not as good as the princess's. Even my proud calligraphy and Confucianism are far inferior to the princess! So I am not worthy of this responsibility!"

"In addition... I have become a disciple of the princess. After the princess's guidance, I have broken through to the heavenly level!"

Gu Yanwu's calm words shocked several people and made them no longer calm.

Seeing the heaven-level aura erupting from the other party, Li Chunfeng Empress Sai Huatuo and others took a deep breath!

"Hiss... Is this really heavenly level? You mean... Ling'er taught you? She also knows Confucianism and Taoism? And her calligraphy is beyond your reach?"

Gu Yanwu knew that everyone would not believe it easily, so he opened the painting written by Chu Ling'er.

Feeling the powerful Confucianism coming towards them, several people stepped back one after another.

Shock, shock, disbelief... a series of expressions appeared on everyone's faces.

But even so, it's still not enough to express their mood at the moment.

Just like the waves in the sea, it is difficult to calm down!

"Ling'er is only eight years old and already has such accomplishments. Then wouldn't his father be...hiss!"

"Your Majesty, I estimate that Ling'er's father is already a Hong-level powerhouse!"

Li Chunfeng, the number one master of Bingling Kingdom, said seriously.

Huang, Xuan, Earth, and Heaven are recognized Martial Dao classifications.

But above Heaven Grade, there are legendary masters.

Huang, Hong, Zhou, Yu!

A Huang level expert is rare to see in a thousand years, let alone a Hong level one.

Originally, they thought that Chu Ling'er's father was only at the Huang level.

But judging from the current situation, I'm afraid...it's not just the Huang level.

Everyone was immediately in awe!

"Hahaha, great. Lao Gu has been promoted to heaven level, which means we are stronger."

"When we attack King Zhenbei in the future, the chance of success will be even greater!"

"And...as long as I break through to the desolate level, we won't be afraid of the Soul-Suppressing Holy Sect behind King Zhenbei!"

Li Chunfeng clenched his fists, with deep hatred in his eyes.

Although he is an imperial master.

But it is not invincible.

Outside the empire, there are still many hidden sects.

The Zhenbei King's mother is the elder of the Hidden World Sect, and he himself is also a direct disciple of the Zhenhun Holy Sect.

The Soul-Suppressing Sect has three late-stage heaven-level powerhouses in the sect. Not only that, there are also rumors that there are old monsters at the Desolate level left behind in the Soul-Suppressing Sect.

This is also the reason why Li Chunfeng did not dare to rashly touch the King of Zhenbei.

Otherwise, how can a King of Zhenbei at the early stage of Heaven Rank command the Blood Knife Ancestor, and how can he cooperate with Miao Jiang?

Although the Soul-Suppressing Sect was temporarily helpless, in order to maintain the balance between the empires, the Soul-Suppressing Sect was also restrained by other hostile sects and did not dare to send people to invade the empire.

The situation is at a stalemate, and no one will take the lead.

Unless...their Ice Spirit Kingdom can form a crushing force, otherwise it will bring disaster to the empire once they take action.

But...just when everyone was surprised by Chu Ling'er.

An earth-level master suddenly rushed in.

"Report to Your Majesty! There is something unusual happening today with the King of Zhenbei!"

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