Aowang City, central square.
A high platform has been set up here at this moment.
The spacious venue was also packed with people.
Today, Chen Yu, a world-renowned Confucian and Taoist teacher, will give an open lecture here!
Chen Yu, this name is both unfamiliar and new to so many people in Aowang City.
They have heard too much about Chen Yu's deeds.
These stories don't even sound real.
But they had never seen Chen Yu before.
The master of Confucianism and Taoism in the world, he unsealed the sage's academy and also triggered visions among the saints.
Can you miss the open class of such a person?
In addition, among all the kings who offered tribute this time, only Pan Tao did not offer tribute!
Chen Yu came to Aozhou precisely for the tribute!
How will this matter be resolved?
The subtle relationship between them is also of great concern.
On one side of the platform, there is a row of VIP seats.
At this time, Pan Tao and a group of dignitaries were all sitting there, waiting for the open class to start.
"Master Song Yuan, who do you think Chen Yu is? Why did you come in person to give the lecture today?"
Pan Tao looked at a man beside him and spoke respectfully.
Song Yuan, a powerful immortal cultivator.
No sect or school.
He didn't know how strong it was.
The only thing he knew was that the powerful immortals he came into contact with were all in awe of Song Yuan.
This is enough to illustrate the strength of the Song and Yuan dynasties.
It was precisely because of Song Yuan's strength that Pan Tao always respected Song Yuan.
"I want to listen to his lectures."
Song Yuan spoke lightly.
Pan Tao was stunned for a moment, then he chuckled and said, "Alright, today is a good time to let the Immortal Master see Chen Yu's true face!"
"How can a kid become the master of Confucianism and Taoism? Who does he think he is?"
Song Yuan glanced at Pan Tao and stopped talking. Instead, he closed his eyes and began to rest.
After a while, with a cry of surprise from the crowd, Chen Yu made a brilliant appearance!
In the distance, Chen Yu walked towards them slowly.
The crowd automatically split into two, and a passage appeared.
Chen Yu walked in the aisle, and the people on both sides stared at him closely.
There was curiosity, doubt, disdain and admiration in his eyes.
Under everyone's gaze, Chen Yu came to the platform.
"Haha, Master Chen, I've been waiting for so long."
Pan Tao stood up and bowed with a big laugh.
Song Yuan also opened his eyes and looked Chen Yu up and down.
As for the powerful people, they all sneered and looked down on Chen Yu.
To be honest, although Chen Yu has many battle records, they are not really afraid of him.
Who doesn't know those things? If he didn't have so many people helping him, how could he have achieved such results?
Without those people, who is he?
Apart from some literary talent, he is just a waste!
"We are fortunate to be able to listen to Master Chen's lecture today. We are very happy."
Turning around, Pan Tao looked at the people in the square.
"Everyone, it is our good fortune that Master Chen is giving another public lecture today!"
"If you have any questions, please feel free to ask. Lord Chen will answer everything he knows."
Pan Tao said with a smile.
This is also his little thought.
Among these people, some admire him, some do not accept him; some are highly educated, while others cannot even recognize a single character.
How many doubts do they have?
It would be embarrassing enough for Chen Yu if he couldn't give an answer or if his answer was unsatisfactory.
After all, you, Chen Yu, are the master of Confucianism and Taoism in the world.
As a teacher of Confucianism and Taoism, how can you not explain it clearly?
So what's your level of garbage?
Being in your position, you have to understand that there is no room for failure!
This is an open conspiracy!
What's more, there are those ten people!
Chen Yu didn't really care.
Just ask, what is there to worry about?
"Okay, now please ask Master Chen to teach us!"
After Pan Tao finished speaking, he stepped back and sat down, sneering.
"Master Chen, please come in!"
Chen Yu glanced at Pan Tao, walked to the chair and sat down.
The weather is nice today. There is a chair and a table on the platform, and there is tea on the table.
There is nothing else.
"Hey, what do you think of his teaching? Is he reliable at such a young age?"
"I don't know either, but I've studied for so many years, so I feel like I should be no worse than him."
"Exactly. Everyone loves to worship idols. I feel like he's just an idol created by the Qin Empire, and his skill isn't necessarily better than mine."
"What do you know? Master Chen is a master of Confucianism and Taoism. How can you compare to him?"
"Hey, I don't even know a few words. Can I live a better life by listening to his class?"
. . . . . .
The crowd was talking.
At this time, Chen Yu had already started teaching.
"What I want to talk about today is Confucianism."
"Heaven's movement is vigorous; the gentleman strives for self-improvement. Earth's condition is gentle; the gentleman is virtuous and bears all things."
. . . . . .
The crowd quieted down.
Some people listened attentively, but many others looked disdainful.
Most of these people are literati.
Since ancient times, there has been no first in literature and no second in martial arts.
Although they had heard of Chen Yu's name, many of them suspected that Chen Yu was not worthy of the position.
Some people even prepared a lot of questions to make things difficult for Chen Yu.
"Brother Zhao, will you ask first or should I ask first?"
One person spoke quietly and asked the person next to him.
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