The emperor gave too much, the system is not satisfied and has turned black

"Why are you so startled, young lady?"

Li Congxin in the pavilion raised his hand gently in the air. Outside the pavilion, Mo Xiangran, who was staggering, stood up straight as if supported by a breeze.

Li Congxin smiled calmly.

Mo Xiangran was still shocked and looked at Li Congxin in disbelief.

"Is this gentle and elegant young man the Holy Son of Taiqian whom I want to meet?"

"He is the Son of the World, Li Congxin?"

"Young Master Taiqian is actually a handsome young man with extraordinary talent and elegance?"

She kept asking herself in her heart, how could this temperament and demeanor be what people call a waste? How could he be the cruel, violent, frivolous and lustful person she had thought before?

It turned out that the rumors from the outside world were all false, and her absurd guess was even more ridiculous.

Suddenly, her face flushed.

It was a red of shame and embarrassment.

Then, she placed her hands on her stomach, her body was full of Buddha, and she said solemnly: "Xiang Ran was very rude, and I apologize to the Holy Son here."

She is a Confucian and Taoist practitioner, and she pays great attention to her words, deeds, and thoughts. These are all cultivation. To make assumptions about others is not only disrespectful to others, but also slanders others, so it is also impolite behavior.

"Don't mind."

For Li Congxin, this is too normal.

In his world, people are very sensitive, fragile and violent. Many people are irresponsible and speak without thinking. There are many demons who expose people online to the point of jumping into the river or jumping off the building due to depression.

"Xiang Ran came here this time, on the order of His Majesty, to ask the Holy Son for advice on the art of emperor and the way of governing the country."

Faced with such a brilliant person, how could Mo Xiang Ran dare to call herself a teacher.

But she was still thinking in her heart that although Li Congxin was extremely talented, he had never entered the court and had never interfered in political affairs. Perhaps he had no knowledge of the art of emperor and the way of governing the country.

If I could be the teacher of such a handsome and talented man, I would be so happy.

"Is that so."

Li Congxin understood that it must be because of the book "Zhenguan Zhengyao" that his empress sister was very surprised after seeing it, so she specially sent a talented woman to test herself.

"Then let's talk about the art of emperorship first."

He smiled and said, "I wonder what the lady thinks?"

Mo Xiangran's expression was slightly lifted, and she said in a clear voice, "Xiangran believes that the most important four points in the art of emperorship are to establish prestige, lure by love and benefits, supervise each other, and divide responsibilities and weaken power."

"The lady has summarized it well."

Li Congxin nodded slightly in approval.

He smiled again and said, "However, what you said is just the simple art of being an emperor, which is only the basic skills of an emperor. For an emperor, the more important thing is the emperor's mind!"

"Mind?"

Mo Xiangran looked surprised and bowed: "Please teach me, Holy Son."

"Anyway, I'm in good spirits now and I'm not sleepy, so I'll just tell you a few points. Remember, you can also tell my elder sister when you go back."

Li Congxin was not pretending to be modest.

Now he is a god-level emperor, the emperor of the nine-five, the true dragon emperor, the supreme emperor, the one who points out the country and the world, and the name of the emperor in history. With these many titles of emperor, how could he not understand the way of the emperor?

"The first point is to use it."

"Ah?"

The first two words surprised Chu Feige and Yi Susu on the side.

Mo Xiangran also frowned.

Li Congxin didn't care about the reactions of several people. With his hands behind his back, he wandered in the pavilion like a teacher teaching and learning, and spoke leisurely.

"Utilize! As an emperor, you cannot do everything yourself. You must know how to use people. Mobilizing the enthusiasm of talents in the world for your own use is the way of the king!"

"The second point is selfishness."

"As an emperor, you must be the most selfish person!"

"The greatest selfishness is to selfishly take the world. To take the world and achieve the greatest selfishness, you must first be selfless and not fight for small profits. This is the iron rule of becoming a king."

"The third point is measure."

"Doing anything must be principled and measured. If you exceed the measure, you will go to the opposite side. Therefore, the king must be good at seizing opportunities and judging the situation."

"The fourth point is acting."

"To persuade and impress people and make them accept their own ideas or opinions is a superb art. The most important thing is how to figure out people's true intentions."

"Hmm, hmm."

Yisusu and Chu Feige seemed to understand and began to nod continuously.

The humility on Mo Xiangran's face became more and more intense.

This speech made her, a talented woman, feel that listening to a gentleman's words is better than reading ten years of books. Many things were suddenly enlightened.

"This word 'acting'."

Li Congxin emphasized: "In short, when dogs meet, they either sniff or lick each other; when people meet, they either pretend or act."

"And as an emperor, you must have superb acting skills, deceive the world, deceive all living beings, but you also want all living beings to praise and admire you, and be grateful!"

Yi Susu and Chu Feige widened their eyes.

Mo Xiangran was even more horrified.

Deceiving the world, deceiving all living beings, but you also want all living beings to praise and admire you, and be grateful!

This sentence began to echo in her mind, like thunder. Ridiculous, it is simply outrageous and unethical. No, it seems to make some sense. No, why do I feel more and more reasonable...

Boom!

Suddenly, her delicate body trembled, and a burst of brilliant light rushed out of her body.

Her cultivation level has entered the first level again.

“That makes perfect sense.”

Mo Xiangran, who was highly savvy, couldn't help but praise.

He lowered his head in astonishment.

He opened his hands slightly, watching the ink-like auras surrounding him, forming a powerful rule, the Great Dao, the Dao, and feeling the Confucian and Taoist cultivation that came from him, Mo Xiangran's expression was excited again.

When she went up the mountain, she was only at the 8th level of the Soul Shaping Realm, but in such a short time, she had already reached the 2nd level of the Grandmaster Realm.

This trip was a great blessing and great fortune for her.

And this blessing and fortune were all given by one person.

"Thank you for your guidance, Saint Son."

Mo Xiangran began to thank him outside the pavilion again: "Listening to Saint Son's words has benefited Xiangran a lot."

Never expected that Li Congxin was also well versed in the way of the emperor.

How could the son of the world's overlord, the younger brother of the peerless empress, be ordinary? Looking at Li Congxin at this time, she had only one feeling: looking up to him, looking up to him.

Suddenly, her elegant face turned red again. Just now, she still had a fantasy of being Li Congxin's teacher. Now thinking about it, it was ridiculous.

Li Congxin was still calm.

He talked about some emperor's skills, and then said: "As for the way to govern the country..."

"Please give me some advice, Holy Son."

Mo Xiangran dressed up and immediately made a student posture of humbly accepting instruction.

"Ha~"

Li Congxin yawned.

I have just said a lot, and I feel a little tired: "This way cannot be summarized in a few words, so let's just do this..."

He narrowed his eyes and shouted in his heart: "System, give me a few books."

[Ding! Infinite lottery is in progress. ]

[Congratulations, you won "The Great Learning", "The Doctrine of the Mean", "The Analects of Confucius", and "Mencius" in the lottery. ]

[Congratulations, you won "The Book of Songs", "The Book of History", "The Book of Rites", "The Book of Changes", and "The Spring and Autumn Annals" in the lottery. 】

Li Congxin hadn't said what the book was, but the system had already taken out the books according to his thoughts.

Thoughtful.

"Take these books and read them."

Li Congxin waved his sleeves, and nine thick books appeared in the void in front of Mo Xiangran and fell.

Mo Xiangran quickly reached out to catch them.

Then, he looked down at the thick pile of books in front of his chest, surprised, and thought: Are these all written by the Holy Son?

Yes, it must be.

It must be!

It is normal for someone who can write so many peerless poems and compose such beautiful songs to write a few books, right?

That's too normal.

"Come in and sit down and read."

"Thank you, Holy Son."

Mo Xiangran walked into the pavilion with a thick pile of books, bowed to Chu Feige and Yi Susu, and then sat down on the round chair in the pavilion.

First took out one of the books, slowly opened it, and read it quietly.

Soon, she entered into a state of ecstasy.

A faint ink-colored aura began to appear around her, floating and surrounding her like a stream of ink, becoming increasingly dense.

Li Congxin smiled faintly.

These nine books are the highest works of Confucianism and the treasures of China. They also record a lot of ways to govern the country. If Mo Xiangran could finish reading, understand, and fully comprehend and experience the contents of these nine books, he would probably have become a Confucian master.

[Ding! You give Mo Xiangran the "Four Books and Five Classics", triggering a thousand-fold rebate, and get 1,000 copies of the Four Books and Five Classics! ]

As for the system prompt, Li Congxin just pretended not to hear it and filtered it out.

Boom!

At this moment, a loud noise came from the Taiqian Holy Land.

Even Li Congxin on Yiran Peak felt deafening when he heard the sound.

Boom!

Then, there was a louder bang, accompanied by a violent vibration. In the distance, one of the many mountains exploded.

"What's going on?"

"Who went crazy and blew himself up? Blow up all the mountains he was on."

Li Congxin was just wondering.

At this time, a disciple from the holy land flew towards him with a sword, landed outside the pavilion, took a look at the scene in the pavilion, and was stunned at first.

Xianshan Yating, one man and three women, three stunning beauties with different styles.

The life of the young master is...

I really envy him.

He quickly said, "Young master, King Li is sick again."