Fantasy: Starting out as a gigolo, born a Confucian sage

"You have a sexual nature, but you can't be moved by beauty. Could it be that you are really the seed of a saint?"

Pei Mao didn't know what to say for a moment. How many people have passed the test of money, but not the test of lust.

Just because this is the most core thing engraved in the bones of human beings.

After all, there are only two things people can do in life, apart from food, they also have sex.

"This is a natural-born Confucian gentleman. It is said that the Supreme Master almost lost himself at this level back then."

An official from the Ministry of Etiquette was in a daze for a while. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and murmured.

"Don't talk about them, even I...hey!"

Pei Mao shook his head, beauty is like a knife, how can it be so easy to pass this level?

Many people are training secretly, and some people who have fought in World War II and World War III deliberately drained their air and blood last night.

to prepare for this level!

But even so, there are still many people who have failed.

Being able to be as unmoved as Shen Wuming, and even sit there the whole time, like Liu Xiahui, is even more of a gentleman.

Although he was unhappy with the scene where Pei Zian appeared in the picture just now.

But Pei Mao still secretly gave Shen Wuming a thumbs up, this guy is better than me!

…

"Ascending to the Hall!"

In a daze, Shen Wuming seemed to remember that he had already passed the imperial examination and became the top scholar in the current subject.

The emperor personally ordered him to serve as the county magistrate of Jiangzhou, responsible for investigating the case of local squires colluding with demons.

"mighty!"

The two groups of government officials on the left and right held powerful sticks and beat them on the ground, making a buzzing sound and shouting in unison at the same time.

Shen Wuming was wearing an official uniform and looked at the several suspects being escorted up.

A haggard old farmer was brought in, and a government official kicked him behind the knee on the spot.

With a thud, the old farmer was kicked to the ground, and his kneecaps hit the ground with a crisp sound.

As for the young people next to them, although they were wearing prison uniforms, their expressions were full of arrogance.

Even in court, he showed no fear at all, and the look he looked at himself as the county magistrate was full of contempt.

"Who is in the hall? Why don't you kneel down?"

Shen Wuming snorted coldly, and a lawyer holding a folding fan ran towards the door.

"For your information, Your Majesty the County Magistrate, these young gentlemen have all donated their lives to the prison. According to the court regulations, you are not allowed to kneel before the Magistrate!"

Shen Wuming frowned slightly, but did not continue to say anything, but looked at the folds on the table.

"The evidence in this case is conclusive. Song Laosan was actually slandered and acquitted. As for Xue Wen and the other four, as prison students, they have no intention of serving the country..."

Shen Wuming was reciting the folded paper, and was about to sentence these people to their crimes, when he saw the prosecutor hurriedly stepped forward.

Stretching both hands forward, blocking the view of others with his body, he then took out a wad of banknotes from his sleeves.

"Sir, there is injustice in this case. This case is about Song Laosan being bold and deliberately slandering several young masters."

"I have a piece of evidence here. Please take a look at it yourself."

As he spoke, the litigant put the money into Shen Wuming's hand, then blinked and lowered his voice.

"Sir, these young masters all come from extraordinary families. If you really judge like this, I'm afraid everyone will be unhappy."

"When the time comes, not to mention whether you, the county magistrate, can continue to do this, even this head may not be saved."

"Why don't you just accept the money and say hello to me and everyone? Wouldn't it be nice?"

The litigator spoke eloquently and looked very proud, as if he had completely grasped Shen Wuming, the county magistrate.

But Shen Wuming glanced at the banknote and said, "It's just a few taels of silver, why are you sending the beggar away?"

"Bringing this official in court and disrupting the order of the court, come here, drag me down and beat me up again."

"Sir..." The lawyer's face changed drastically and he wanted to say something, but was immediately dragged off.

Then there were screams outside, and Shen Wuming looked at the people in the hall again.

"Song Laosan will be released in court, and the others will be beheaded immediately."

The identity keeps changing, Shen Wuming is either the county magistrate in charge, or the deputy of the prefect.

He served as prime minister of Shangshu Province, from judging cases to controlling floods, building bridges, building cities, and even leading troops on the border.

After experiencing various choices, he has also been greedy, and he has also wanted to neglect his duties because of his beauty.

However, at a critical moment, a sense of clarity saved him, and in the end he became a military strategist.

At this time, they had run out of ammunition and food, and they only had 800 remaining soldiers.

Moreover, according to the news from the enemy, an army had already bypassed the front line and attacked the capital directly.

Even the monarch behind him had surrendered, but Shen Wuming still summoned 800 people.

"I am about to fight to the death, why did Your Majesty surrender first?" Shen Wuming burst into tears, looking at the densely packed enemy troops below the tower.

"The barbarians killed my comrades and tortured my people. Even though Your Majesty has surrendered, I will still fight to the death."

"Even if there is only a glimmer of hope for me to regain my sight, I, Shen Wuming, will try my best!"

"Brothers who want to leave, please leave the city and surrender after receiving the money and food. If you are willing to stay, let's fight to the death."

In this battle, no one of the eight hundred people left in the end, and they all died on the battlefield.

Only Shen Wuming was surrounded by people. Looking at the other two coaches, he finally chose to...surrender.

…

"You're going to vote now?"

Lu Yuansheng was full of surprise, and the examiners around him were also buzzing.

All the previous tests have passed, why did you surrender like this at the last level?

As long as you pass this level, even if you die on the battlefield, you can enter the fifth floor.

That is unprecedented and will never be achieved.

Since Xunzi, no Confucian monk has been able to enter the fifth floor the first time he enters the Confucian Temple.

Shen Wuming is the closest one.

But now... he is on the verge of success.

Why should he surrender?

Even if he died for his country, he passed this level.

Everyone was sighing for Shen Wuming, only Pei Mao narrowed his eyes, "Don't worry, it's not over yet."

"If surrender means losing, then he should go out, but now... it's still going on."

Everyone realized that after Shen Wuming surrendered, the whole plot was still going on.

Shen Wuming relied on his status as a military strategist and martial saint, and soon he was reused by a commander of the enemy.

And as an old minister, he persuaded many ministers to surrender, and vaguely formed a surrender faction on the enemy side.

Finally one day, Shen Wuming found the commander and said that with his strength, he could completely cede land and become king.

In the end, the commander was persuaded, killed another commander, and took control of the expeditionary army.

Shen Wuming proclaimed himself king and was appointed as the marching marshal.

And those generals who surrendered, under Shen Wuming's intentional or unintentional arrangement, took control of various positions of power.

This commander proclaimed himself king, and then led his troops to the north and successfully destroyed the barbarian king's court.

And just when he was about to ascend the throne and become emperor, he found that his original confidants were almost dead.

Shen Wuming had been holding back for so long, and finally triggered the Xuanwu Gate Incident and killed this commander.

"My dynasty... has returned to the dark and the bright, the former emperor, the prime minister, Wuming has not let you down!"