Just reading this sentence, Ning Zhuo's heart was shocked. Although he didn't have much knowledge, he did have some.

Naturally, I immediately understood the meaning of this sentence, which is the author's explanation of the word "Tao".

Although it is only a few dozen words, it gives people an unparalleled shock.

What is Tao? This is probably something that every scholar is debating and exploring.

Even when he was chatting with others in his daily life, it was inevitable that he would be involved in it.

However, few people can explain this word clearly.

First of all, the Huang-Lao school has the so-called Tao, and the Confucian school also has the so-called Tao.

But there is a huge difference between the two.

But they are all vague.

A Confucian sage once said: If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening.

It is also said: "If the Way is not followed, take a raft and float on the sea."

However, there is no clear description of what this Tao is.

Then, although the Huang-Lao school’s description of Tao was much more detailed, it did not clearly explain what Tao was.

According to the Huang-Lao school, the Tao is inherently difficult to explain. If you explain it clearly, it means it is no longer the Tao.

But here, the author gives Tao a definition in one sentence, that is, "life", "nature" and "heart".

He couldn't help but continue reading. The more he read, the more shocked and horrified he became.

This small booklet contains only tens of thousands of words, but the principles it contains are becoming increasingly profound and mysterious.

But when he was halfway through, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Xin couldn't help but smile and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ning Zhuo finally came to his senses and said hurriedly, "Ah no, no..."

Then he could not help but sigh: "Your Majesty's volume of 'Compilation of the School of Mind' is truly a divine work, enough to establish a new school of literature."

Zhao Xin couldn't help but nod slightly upon hearing this, thinking to himself, "Not bad, he does have some good taste after all."

But he said, "Mr. Ning is wrong. This is not mine. Isn't this your knowledge? I am just editing it on your behalf..."

"This, this...I am terrified!"

Ning Zhuo felt a little panicked, really panicked, because he had no idea what Zhao Xin meant.

Although he likes fame, he feels a little overwhelmed by this kind of fame.

Zhao Xin narrowed his eyes and smiled, but didn't answer his question immediately. Instead, he asked, "There's no need to be alarmed. However, I noticed you seemed to be frowning a little earlier. Do you think something is wrong?"