Chapter 227 Famous in Kyoto



On the other side of the mountain, a thousand-foot-high peak was carved into a Buddhist statue. The giant Buddha sat with his hands folded between the peaks.

The Buddhist statues have a compassionate look on their faces, but their shapes and appearances give people a strong sense of majesty just by standing there. No one knows how many believers go to worship them every day.

Such a magnificent spectacle could perhaps only appear in such a powerful martial arts world.

But the appearance of such a spectacle in Kyoto also indirectly demonstrated the unparalleled spirit of the ruler of Kyoto.

Both the Hanging Mountain and the thousand-foot-tall Buddha blatantly display the strength of Buddhism and the top sword sect of the Hanging Mountain, but the rulers of Kyoto do not care and let them show off.

The truly invincible person is the one who lives in a palace complex that hangs in the sky and never falls.

I am not the first one to come to Kyoto. Among many brothers, some have also arrived in Kyoto because of Ruihai.

But at that time, the brother was only worried about Ruihai's safety and worried about Ruihai's life or death. The scene in Kyoto that was enough to shock the whole world was completely ignored by the brother.

Now is the first time that I have truly calmed down and appreciated the peak that has stretched out for eight hundred years in Daxia.

Magnificent and vast, suppressing everything.

I did not rush to write a letter to express my views, but first submitted my travel permit and letter of recommendation and went to study at the Imperial College.

I was the commander-in-chief of the Jinyiwei Guard, who was able to frighten many ordinary civilians and make local officials panic. I was highly regarded by Ruihai and could influence the lives of hundreds of thousands of people with just one glance.

In Jiujiang County, I was an inconspicuous subordinate under the command of a captain in the Jinyiwei garrison. Not many people knew me, and no one listened to what I said.

But in Kyoto, all my past achievements turned to ashes. In this place where heroes from all over the world gather, I am just an insignificant one among the countless people.

I understood the truth very early on that my words are less important because of my low position. No matter how many shocking words I say, no one will listen here.

Unless I achieve success and reach a high position, only then will people listen to my strategies regarding the Kingdom of the Rising Sun and the northern border, and only then will people be willing to change them.

It's funny to say that I claim to have received higher education, but it has been almost a year since I came to this world, and I have not read any serious classic ancient books.

I don’t know much about Confucian classics, and I know very little about the top classics of Buddhism and Taoism. I just walk around in this world without any clue.

Now that I have freed myself from many constraints and oppressions, and no longer face the kind of life-and-death crisis, I actually have some thoughts about studying here.

I didn't rush to take action. On weekdays, I leisurely studied with the teachers in the Imperial College.

With the educational experience in my previous life, it was not difficult for me to accept various ancient Chinese classics. The many ancient Chinese classics here have many similarities with the Chinese studies I learned in my previous life.

Occasionally, I would say a classic saying that I remembered from my previous life, which would also draw the admiration of the professors at the Imperial College.

However, classical Chinese is not as simple as I imagined. Even though I have received relevant higher education, I still don’t have much advantage when competing with people from the Imperial College.

They have many years of accumulation in policy essays, articles, poems and songs.

In terms of scientific knowledge, I can surpass them by a lot.

But in terms of their knowledge of classical Chinese, each of them is at least a master's student in classical Chinese, and some of them are even not much worse than their doctoral graduates in their previous life.

In this regard, they can all be my teachers, and I am far inferior to them.

"Alas, this is a disgrace to the time travelers!"

Governor Rui thinks highly of me and hopes that I will pursue a career as a civil servant, but in reality this path is quite difficult to follow.

But I'm taking it one step at a time. Now that I've come this far, there's no reason to give up.

No matter what the future holds, just be yourself now.

As long as I am not allowed to write articles, I still have a lot of talent. I can also compose some poems occasionally, but I dare not say that they are my own. After all, I am in the Imperial College and I am with this group of people every day. They know very well what I am capable of.

The styles of different ancient poems and articles are completely different, and random "borrowing" will cause big problems.

There are a lot of plagiarized articles in the world, but it is actually very difficult to copy them well.

The path to becoming a civil servant is slow, but I have no intention of giving up.

Daxia has been established for more than 800 years. At the beginning of its establishment, its military power was at its peak and the status of military generals was extremely high.

However, as peace lasted for a long time, the status of military generals gradually declined. Even though the current emperor wanted to balance things out and founded the Military Academy, it was still the civil officials who could really offer advice and suggestions and be taken seriously by the emperor.

Indeed, the talent of this world can make people sharp-eyed and sharp-minded, and has a strong blessing on thinking.

The general's body is extremely strong, so strong that he can destroy a country alone.

What Daxia relies on most are those who are both civil and military, rather than just being biased towards one place.

Mere warriors are not taken seriously. After all, the top warriors can conquer the world with their fists, but they cannot rule the world with their fists.

The warriors' brains are not bad. After all, they have all undergone marrow cleansing and blood transfusion, and their bodies and wisdom have been strengthened.

The only slight problem is that warriors don't need to use their brains much.

Body: Brain, find a way to solve the problem quickly.

Brain: Just attack directly.

Well, after all, the dancers just wiped out the enemies in front of them, and the corresponding civil officials also cleansed their marrow and blood, but in the early years when their talent and literary spirit were not enough to cleanse their marrow and blood, they still used their brains most of the time. Even after cleansing their marrow and blood, they were still more calm and composed.

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