Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 213

Chapter 213 The Three Principles of Order

Mengjiang Dynasty, Chaotian City.

This was the most prosperous city besides Mengjiang Imperial City, with a constant stream of people coming and going.

Jiang Li had left the Red Dust Pure Land and arrived here.

Mengjiang Dynasty and Red Dust Pure Land were adjacent, and in Chaotian City, there was a candidate being sought

by Commander Liu. Commander Liu had already conducted the in-person investigation, and Jiang Li wouldn’t be able to uncover anything by simply showing up, so he decided to start by investigating the surroundings.

“Tanghulu, all kinds of Tanghulu.”

“Give me a bunch of Tanghulu, not the hawthorn ones, but the ones with strawberries next to them.”

“Sir, take them.”

“Give me a bunch of each style… forget about the silkworm pupae ones.” Jiang Li planned to bring some food back to Fairy Hongchen.

“I’m from the Great Zhou. I heard there’s a teacher named Mr. Dong in our Chaotian City, so I’ve come to visit him.”

“Great Zhou? That’s quite far away,” the candied haws vendor exclaimed in surprise. The Mengjiang Dynasty is west of the Nine Provinces, while the Great Zhou is east. This guest must have arrived via the newly established space tunnel.

Mr. Dong’s reputation brought visitors from other dynasties to the Mengjiang Dynasty, and the vendor felt proud.

“Mr. Dong is the pride of our Chaotian City. He’s well-versed in Confucianism, knowledgeable, and polite. He treats all students equally, regardless of whether they come from aristocratic families or poorer backgrounds. Mr. Dong teaches the same things to everyone, not just the one who pays more.”

“Mr. Dong also has strict standards for his juniors, telling them not to be arrogant or look down on others. Anyone who dares to do so will be kicked out.”

Jiang Li listened with a smile. The vendor, impressed that a wealthy man like Jiang Li could listen to him so calmly, spoke more.

“Mr. Dong is definitely a great cultivator. Some of the city’s powerful families and gangs, feeling they had some status, tried to force him to become a private tutor for their factions. But the next day, those powerful families and gangs stopped causing trouble and instead peacefully sent their children to Mr. Dong, as if the coercion had never happened.”

The vendor lowered his voice and said, “There’s a legend that Mr. Dong is a cultivator at the Spiritual Transformation stage!”

Jiang Li expressed his surprise appropriately.

The vendor, pleased with Jiang Li’s expression, offered him an extra candied haws.

Jiang Li firmly refused, “I really don’t eat silkworm pupae.” Jiang Li

wandered around other stalls, shopping and asking around, only to receive similar answers.

Mr. Dong had been teaching for over a decade and was a self-disciplined and kind teacher.

However, no one speculated too highly, only guessing he was a reclusive Spiritual Transformation stage cultivator.

The Fusion stage was too far for ordinary people. Chaotian City, known as the second-largest city in the empire, didn’t even have a single Fusion stage cultivator. After all

, who would go to the second-largest city when they could go to the first?

In the Mengjiang Dynasty, those who had reached the Fusion Stage either served in the court or joined a sect; none resided in Chaotian City.

Mr. Dong, of course, was a Fusion Stage cultivator, the only one in Chaotian City.

“He’s quite the reclusive type,” Jiang Li said, impressed. “It’s truly remarkable for Commander Liu to find a reclusive Fusion Stage cultivator.”

“So, your son is the legendary Mr. Dong’s student?”

Jiang Li looked at the man before him. He was an ordinary old farmer, his family perhaps even impoverished.

It seemed Mr. Dong truly accepted all students, regardless of status.

“What legend?” the old farmer laughed. “Mr. Dong is very approachable, not at all like a cultivator.”

“Dad, I’m going to school,” a young man, carrying a cloth bag, said goodbye to the old farmer.

“Wait a minute, can I also attend Mr. Dong’s class?”

the boy hesitated.

Jiang Li looked young, yet he looked like a young man. There was no one as old as Jiang Li in Mr. Dong’s private school.

“It’s never too late to start learning.” Jiang Li didn’t think it was wrong for him, at his age, to attend a private school with a group of children.

The young man thought Jiang Li had a point and took him along.

“Mr. Dong, this brother would like to sit in on a class.”

“Hello, Mr. Dong. My name is Ding Li. I’m from the Great Zhou. I’m passing by and have heard of you. I’d like to interrupt a class.”

The students at the private school chuckled at Jiang Li’s age.

Mr. Dong frowned and rapped his ruler on the podium. “Laughing? What’s so funny? That’s the right attitude to learn. You should all learn from Ding Li!”

“Your parents didn’t send you here to be lazy or slacking off. Don’t think you can skip studying just because you’re from a wealthy family. The ancient sages said, ‘My life is limited, but knowledge is limitless. To pursue the limitless with the limited is dangerous.'”

“Emperor Jiang Ren also said, ‘Learning never ends.'”

“Are you better than the ancient sages, or the Emperor Jiang Ren? Do you think you don’t need to study?”

The students, fearing Mr. Dong’s ruler, dared not laugh again.

Jiang Li remained silent, sitting at the back.

“Today we’re studying the Three Bonds.”

“The ruler is the bond between the minister and the father, and the husband is the bond between the wife and the son. These are the Three Bonds.”

“As a minister, if the ruler wishes for the minister to die, the minister must die. As a son, if the father wishes for the son to die, the son must die. The husband is the bond between the wife and the father.

He must obey his father at home, his husband after marriage, and his son after his husband’s death.” “For example, the Emperor Mengjiang is the ruler, and the ninth-rank official is the minister. The minister is bound by nature to obey the ruler. Even if the official is a cultivator in the Fusion Stage, it doesn’t change the fact that he is a minister. Whatever the Emperor Mengjiang tells the minister to do, the minister must do it.”

“What if the ruler is wrong?” Jiang Li asked.

“Shut up! I just explained the Three Bonds, and you’re so disrespectful! How can a student speak when the teacher hasn’t finished?” Mr. Dong, in a completely different classroom, reprimanded Jiang Li harshly.

Satisfied that Jiang Li had honestly put his hand down and stopped talking, Mr. Dong answered Jiang Li’s question.

“How could a king be wrong? The founding emperor of the Mengjiang Dynasty was a wise ruler. His sons inherited his bloodline and naturally had the qualities of a wise ruler. The founding emperor appointed his most outstanding son as the second emperor, and this second emperor was certainly a wise ruler. This has been passed down from generation to generation, and the current Mengjiang Emperor is undoubtedly a wise ruler.”

“I know you may have doubts and think that the Mengjiang Emperor sometimes makes some wrong decisions. This is not the Mengjiang Emperor’s fault, but rather that some ministers failed to fulfill their duties and did not report the truth, causing the Mengjiang Emperor to make incorrect judgments. Perhaps some ministers have evil intentions and are deliberately misleading him.”

“If the ministers have done what they are supposed to do, how can the king be wrong?”

Jiang Li remembered that the Mengjiang Emperor and the Wei Emperor almost started a national war because of the Red Dust Fairy.

This had nothing to do with the ministers.

“If you can’t understand the example of Emperor Meng Jiang, then I’ll give you another typical example, Emperor Jiang Ren.”

“What is the Human Emperor? Naturally, he is the emperor of the human race, the emperor of all spiritual beings. All living things in the Nine Provinces respect the Human Emperor as their master.”

“Whether ordinary cultivators or emperors of dynasties, they are all subjects of the Human Emperor.”

“The Human Emperor is the ruler, and the rest are the subjects.”

Jiang Li gradually frowned.

(End of this chapter)