My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

The figure in the green robe barely opened his mouth.

After he had spoken,

He ignored the young man, took a step, and swept towards the direction of Cheng Guang's presence.

After the figure in the green robe had disappeared,

The look of reverence on the young man's face instantly faded, replaced by full dissatisfaction.

"This Mr. Zhou really is odd. Clearly, he's already a Sky-Man, clearly, he's already promised my father the emperor that he will certainly help us take down Great Zhou, so why does he act like this as soon as I ask him to make a move?"

"The time has not yet come,"

"What 'time' are we waiting for?"

Wu Mengde was completely at a loss, filled with puzzles in his heart, as he waited to return to his tent.

This time Great Yuan set out to campaign against Great Zhou, and he volunteered for the leading role.

Because he was Prince Wu Ming, he fought for this opportunity.

If he didn't trample Great Zhou underfoot this time, then upon his return to Great Yuan, the one trampled underfoot would be him.

The position of future Emperor of Great Yuan might very well not fall upon his head.

Thus, Wu Mengde took this military action very seriously.

The more Wu Mengde cared about it, the more dissatisfied he was with Mr. Zhou's nonchalant attitude.

Mr. Zhou was not simple.

Even his father the emperor treated Mr. Zhou with such respect.

Even if given eighteen times the courage, he wouldn't dare to speak rudely to Mr. Zhou.

He could only remind him respectfully and very tactfully.

After Mr. Zhou had left,

Even if Wu Mengde felt stifled and puzzled, he had no way to deal with it.

He could only return to his tent and rage impotently.

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On the other side,

Aboard the Flying Boat,

Mr. Zhou in a flowing green robe, stepped onto the Flying Boat.

As he landed on the Flying Boat,

He stood not far from Cheng Guang.

He observed Cheng Guang silently.

Cheng Guang, facing Mr. Zhou, showed no trace of nervousness, his expression was calm and his demeanor composed.

This stance elicited a look of admiration in Mr. Zhou's eyes.

While Mr. Zhou was observing Cheng Guang,

Cheng Guang was also observing Mr. Zhou.

He sensed the aura emanating from Mr. Zhou.

And suddenly noticed,

The aura around Mr. Zhou, though that of a Sky-Man, was stronger than that of an ordinary Sky-Man.

In the Second Realm?

Like old Deng?

Cheng Guang became inwardly vigilant.

"Town-Nation Duke's Heir, no refreshing tea upon my arrival?"

Without waiting for Cheng Guang to speak, Mr. Zhou opened his mouth with a smile.

Upon hearing Mr. Zhou speak in such a way, Cheng Guang first looked stunned, then nodded:

"Alright."

Cheng Guang brought out the tea leaves, poured a pot of hot water, the hot water steaming the leaves and releasing a clear and refreshing fragrance.

Cheng Guang, turning to Mr. Zhou, said:

"Please, take a seat?"

Mr. Zhou nodded slightly, picked up the teacup slowly, took a gentle sip, and then said, "Good tea."

"When it comes to tea, those from Great Zhou are still the best, no other dynasties have such good tea."

Cheng Guang glanced at Mr. Zhou, "Have you visited many dynasties?"

Mr. Zhou replied with a smile, "Naturally, wandering all around, my only hobby is tasting tea."

Cheng Guang nodded slightly noncommittally, and after sipping the tea, asked, "May I know how to address you?"

When Mr. Zhou heard such a question, he was taken aback and then laughed:

"Are you interested in my name?"

"You probably haven't heard of it."

"Let's not mention it."

Cheng Guang looked up, glanced at Mr. Zhou, "You must be from Great Zhou, right?"

Mr. Zhou's hand holding the teacup paused briefly upon hearing Cheng Guang's words, then he raised it to his lips.

After taking a sip of the tea,

He slowly began to speak:

"How can you tell?"

Cheng Guang shook his head: "It's just a feeling."

Mr. Zhou fell silent for a moment, then nodded, "You're right."

"I was indeed once a person of Great Zhou."

Cheng Guang then asked, "A scholar?"

Mr. Zhou smiled.

"Yes."

After saying that, Mr. Zhou paused again.

"A top scholar from a humble background."

When Cheng Guang heard this, his eyes slightly widened in surprise. He suddenly remembered skimming the historical records of Great Zhou when he had nothing better to do.

Among the records of the Great Zhou Dynasty, although there were quite a few individuals from humble backgrounds who had made something of themselves,

still,

when it came to a top scholar from a humble background, especially in the literary exam, there was only one person.

Zhou Qingxu.

Speaking of Zhou Qingxu, his story was quite extraordinary.

At his birth, it was said that unusual signs appeared in the sky, drawing countless cultivators to investigate. After they found Zhou Qingxu and examined him,

they discovered nothing too out of the ordinary about him.

His body's energy channels were blocked, making even moving his limbs extremely difficult, let alone cultivating.

Just when everyone thought that Zhou Qingxu would likely live and die in obscurity,

nobody could have expected that,

more than a decade later,

a youthful and promising teenager would step into the capital city alone to participate in that year's imperial examination.

After emerging successful at the top of the list,

came the palace examination.

Then, Emperor Wu Shang, who had just ascended the throne, crowned him as the top scholar.

Perhaps it was because Emperor Wu Shang wanted to promote individuals from humble backgrounds.

Or perhaps because Emperor Wu Shang truly appreciated Zhou Qingxu's literary talent.

Regardless of the reason, in the end, Zhou Qingxu became the first and only top scholar from a humble background in Great Zhou's history.

After becoming the top scholar, Zhou Qingxu was full of ambition, only thinking of serving his country and people. However, after less than a month in the Imperial Palace, within the Imperial Academy, he could no longer bear it.

There were rumors that he was ostracized.

Other rumors said that Zhou Qingxu caused trouble within the palace.

There were various speculations, but no one knew the exact reasons.

Zhou Qingxu then left the Imperial Palace.

He was demoted to a small county town to become the County Magistrate.

For the average person, becoming a County Magistrate was a step up; at the very least, they would be an official, and although they might not be wealthy, they would not starve.

To live better than the vast majority of people.

But,

that's for ordinary people.

For someone like Zhou Qingxu, a top scholar, becoming a County Magistrate was simply unthinkable.

Aside from those in the palace,

everyone found it hard to imagine what mistake Zhou Qingxu had made to be demoted to such a position.

If it was said that he had offended Emperor Zhou,

Emperor Zhou would not have let him live.

Instead, he spared his life.

With intense speculation from the outside world, whether it was the officials, Emperor Zhou, or Zhou Qingxu himself,

no one came forward to explain.

As time passed,

this incident was quickly forgotten by the people and gradually buried in the corners of history.

Later on,

it was heard that Zhou Qingxu died of illness in that small county town.

At that time,

Zhou Qingxu was only eighteen.

Beyond this point, the history books no longer mentioned Zhou Qingxu.

Thinking of this, Cheng Guang turned his gaze to the young man with a genial aura and a lazy smile in front of him.

No matter how he looked,

he couldn't find much of Zhou Qingxu's shadow in him.

The Zhou Qingxu of the past was spirited and ambitious.

And what about Zhou Qingxu now?

As carefree as clouds and wild cranes, with a demeanor as serene as the gentle breeze and the light clouds.

It really was incredible to think about.

The man hadn't died.

He was still alive.
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And his personality had undergone such a dramatic change.

What had he experienced over these years?

Cheng Guang couldn't help but be curious.

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