Chapter 519 Regarding the Selection of Teachers for Elementary Education (Part 2)
Suddenly, the chaotic sea of clouds surged like a boiling cauldron, and the hum of bronze gears tore through the mist.
The leader of the Mohist school walked up the steps formed from the remains of a mechanical kite. Half of his dark green outfit was visible beneath his black cloak, and the nine-linked mechanical box at his waist gleamed coldly.
He glanced lightly at Fu Nian beside him, then bowed gently to Liu Che, saying, "I am the Grand Master of the Mohist School."
Liu Che nodded knowingly. How familiar this scene was! Let him see how the various schools of thought competed for their positions.
"Your Majesty, please take a look."
The leader of the Mohist school raised his hand and made a grasping motion, and a floating city suddenly rose from the clouds.
Bronze birds on the eaves seem poised to take flight, crossbows spit out from hidden compartments in the city walls, and the phantoms of Mo family mechanical beasts surge in the underground labyrinth. "Non-aggression and universal love, stopping war is true martial arts. The Mo family's Thousand Machine Tower houses hundreds of volumes of military books, and its mechanical arts can solve the world's predicaments."
He flicked three ink-black chess pieces from his fingertips, which landed and transformed into siege ladders, crossbow chariots, and shields. "I am willing to use the Mohist school's unique skills to teach the Crown Prince to distinguish right from wrong and to help the common people."
Having said that, the Grand Master cupped his hands again, and the compass-like mechanism "Mo Wen" on his wrist turned, nine dark lights flashing like stars. "I wonder if Your Majesty would be willing to give the Mo family a chance?"
Liu Che was envious of the siege ladders and crossbows in the demonstration. He had only seen some fragments of the Mohist school's skills before, and this was the first time he had seen the Mohist school's mechanical arts so clearly up close. He couldn't help but be tempted.
Fu Nian snorted coldly. The Mohists are cunning. They are deliberately pandering to the emperor's interests and demonstrating something that interests him!
Liu Che feigned hesitation, and sure enough, the clouds and mist on the other side began to churn again.
The clouds and mist exploded like boiling molten iron, and a long black robe carrying a biting chill swept through the air.
"Donghuang Taiyi of the Yin-Yang School".
Donghuang Taiyi shattered the swirling star trails, the hem of his black robe churning like an abyss devouring moonlight, the yin-yang fish on his bronze mask spewing ghostly blue phosphorescent flames, weaving a blood-red star map behind him.
Fu Nian's Tai'a sword rang out as it was drawn, the Mo family leader's mechanical kite hummed as it gathered power, and Donghuang Taiyi raised his hand and waved it lightly, causing the entire dream world to suddenly freeze.
The jade pendant at Liu Che's waist cracked without wind, and the emerald green dust floated in the air, condensing into a swirling phantom of a black bird.
Further away, from the depths of the clouds came the roar of the sun and moon hanging upside down. The crimson sun and the dark blue moon devoured each other, melting in the void to form a bronze seal engraved with ancient runes.
"This is the 'Sun and Moon in Conjunction' technique used by the Yin-Yang school to glimpse the secrets of heaven."
Donghuang Taiyi's voice seemed to come from the deepest abyss. His gaze, hidden behind his mask, swept over the solemn-faced Fu Nian and the leader of the Mohist school. "Confucianism governs the country with benevolence, and Mohism stops war with righteousness. But what this chaotic world needs is a hegemon who can control the way of heaven."
He flicked his finger at Liu Che, and a dark purple light entered the emperor's brow. In an instant, Liu Che's mind was filled with the illusion of thousands of troops trampling mountains and rivers, and all the nations of the world bowing down in submission.
"I can teach the prince to deduce astrology and understand yin and yang."
Donghuang Taiyi slowly approached, the dark gold emblems on his black robe flickering with each step, moving as if alive. "May the Han Dynasty's fortunes soar to new heights, and may the Crown Prince become the Mandate of Heaven, surpassing all living beings. Only then can I possibly serve as the Crown Prince's tutor?"
Liu Che's gaze swept over the three people present. The Yin-Yang School was mysterious and domineering, and it seemed that their relationship with the Confucian and Mohist schools was not very good.
but……
"Why is it a chaotic era?" Liu Che keenly grasped the key point. "The Han Dynasty has a strong army and a stable population. The Xiongnu have also been driven out of Han territory. Why is it a chaotic era?"
"..." Fu Nian and the leader of the Mo family looked at Donghuang Taiyi in silence. You've gone too far with your act, haven't you?
Wearing a mask, no one could see the changes in Donghuang Taiyi's expression. He gently waved his sleeve and replied calmly, "It's dawn, Your Majesty should wake up."
Subsequently, Liu Che's figure was pushed out of the space.
Fu Nian straightened his clothes, put his Tai'a sword back on, shook his head and laughed, "You can hide for a while, but you can't hide forever."
The Grand Master, riding on the mechanical bird, continued, "Too much talk leads to mistakes; the Yin-Yang School should learn from this."
Donghuang Taiyi ignored their mockery, calmly turned and left. At worst, Yanfei or Yueshen would come next time; it wouldn't be a problem. It was just a slip of the tongue, acting as if the others could get away with it.
Liu Che was so perceptive; every single one of them had to be questioned!
...
Liu Che suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the dimly lit bedchamber, and laughed in anger.
"Xiao Ji? The system?"
Liu Che began mentally calling out to the system, and before the system could reply, he said, "Dare to say you're not online? I'll file a complaint! I saw the complaint button."
Your Majesty, you know too much.
The system was speechless and reluctantly spoke.
"I can know even more. Tell me, what chaotic era?"
【Huh? What chaotic era? What's a chaotic era? I don't know.】
The system feigned ignorance, and Liu Che sneered, "In any case, I need to know."
[It crashed. Goodbye.]
The system, feeling guilty, went offline and wouldn't appear no matter how much Liu Che called out to it.
Liu Che was exasperated by the system's blatant attempt to "bury his head in the sand," finding it obvious that something was wrong.
His lips tightened, but a hint of worry and gravity gradually crept onto Liu Che's face. Before this, he seemed to have overlooked why the system had appeared, what the true purpose of building the Jixia Academy was, and what the Han Dynasty would encounter.
...
Liu Ju is a health-conscious baby; he's so young, so he needs to sleep a lot.
Since the dragon bed was indeed quite comfortable, he endured sleeping with his unreliable father, Liu Che.
A good sleep schedule allows him to fall asleep the moment his head hits the pillow.
Then, I opened my eyes in the dream.
Is this reasonable?
He usually lies down rather than sit, and sits rather than stands, so why was he standing at the foot of a mountain in his dream?
Which good baby dreams of climbing mountains?
Damn it, I must have been scared by my father during the day. What a nightmare!
"Young friend, are you going up the mountain?"
The clouds and mist ahead dispersed, revealing an elderly man with white hair standing in the mist, holding a bronze staff. His moon-white robe was embroidered with exquisite mechanical patterns, and a miniature gear that could rotate hung from the cuff.
Behind him crouched a mechanical bird with wings like a peacock, its metal beak spewing out wisps of steam.
Facing Liu Ju, the old man smiled gently and kindly, patting the mechanical bird's back lightly, and kindly invited, "Why don't you ride on my mechanical bird?"
Liu Ju calmly glanced around, then firmly uttered two words: "No!"
"No...why?"
The old man's smile froze upon hearing this unexpected answer, and he couldn't help but ask.
"Don't climb mountains, and don't fly at high altitudes!" Liu Ju, hands on his hips, suddenly had a flash of inspiration and blurted out, "Does your mechanical bird have a flight license?"
"W-what certificate?" The old man looked confused.
Liu Ju was taken aback by the question. How did he know what kind of certificate it was? Did he think he could reason with someone in a dream?
Not losing a bit of her momentum, she accused in a righteous and childlike voice, "You have a mechanical bird, and you don't even know that? Why are you asking me!"
"But wasn't it you who brought it up first..." The old man's aggrieved voice drifted into my ears, sounding like a bullied child.
Liu Ju simply closed his eyes, covered his ears with his chubby hands, and shouted in a cute but fierce voice, "I want to go out, nightmares, go away!"
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