"Your Majesty."

"This old man..."

Jiang Ziya was about to speak when Ling Yun waved his hand to stop him.

Ling Yun looked at Jiang Ziya and smiled.

"Now all the great talents of the Shang Dynasty have gathered in Chaoge."

"The area beneath the observatory is now filled with wise men from all over the world."

"Mr. Jiang, are you confident you can persuade them?"

Upon hearing this...

Jiang Ziya did not answer, but walked out of the Star Gazing Pavilion and stood on the Star Platform.

......

Looking at the vast crowd below, Jiang Ziya's lips twitched slightly. He looked at Ling Yun beside him and said...

"Your Majesty."

"Is this your doing again?"

Ling Yun raised his head slightly and admitted it directly.

"That's right."

"This is the prestige I have prepared for Mr. Jiang and the great work of Neo-Confucianism!"

"Is Mr. Jiang satisfied?"

Jiang Ziya: "......"

From this moment on.

Ling Yun gained another label in Jiang Ziya's mind: "thick-skinned".

but.

The thought flashed through my mind only briefly.

Jiang Ziya then ignored Ling Yun and slowly sat down cross-legged.

I don't know when.

Three hundred disciples of the Star Gazing Pavilion also came out of the inner hall and sat cross-legged behind Jiang Ziya.

They were completely ignored by Jiang Ziya.

Ling Yun was not angry at all; instead, he smiled slightly and took three steps back.

He was also very much looking forward to this great work of Neo-Confucianism.

If nothing unexpected happens.

This monumental work of Neo-Confucianism will change the Shang Dynasty, the human world, and even the entire prehistoric era.

But just as Ling Yun was pondering this in his heart...

An untimely series of voices suddenly rang out from below...

"Jiang Ziya".

"Stop stalling for time!"

"If you truly have real talent and skills, then show it!"

"Don't let it take three years to produce a fart!"

Hahahaha...

"......"

Amidst this jumble of sounds.

Jiang Ziya remained calm and slowly uttered the first word...