Jiedu Embassy Mansion, main hall hall.

This hall is decorated in an antique style, with two rows of quaint seats, exuding a faint fragrance, and a word hanging on the wall, with a big "Wu" character written on it.

This word dragon and phoenix dance, there is a heroic spirit in it, one stroke at a time, revealing a solemn atmosphere.

The word "Wu" is composed of two parts, the Ge is sharp, as if the knife will be drawn and chopped out, and the stop is as stable as Mount Tai, the smell of shocking one side, as if a husband is a man who is not open.

In front of the big wall, there are two chairs, and on the left sits a middle-aged man, with a rough physique, with a beard, although the small crown is tied with hair, and the dress is neat, but it still exudes a terrifying majesty.

On the chair on the right, there was a half-centenarian man, calmly, holding a cup of tea, taking a sip, and his movements were elegant, diluting the majesty of the middle-aged man a little.

When the old man put down the teacup, the middle-aged man spoke: "Mr. Zhao also wants to see that Confucian student?"

The old man nodded: "Yes, I have some impressions of this Qiu Yan, three days ago when he was lecturing in the post house, he suddenly fainted, his pulse was weak, others said that he was scared, but the old man didn't think so, he could get into Ma Yang's eyes, he was by no means an idle person, since the general invited him, the old man just took the school exam, and he learned a few percent of the things that he learned from the historian." ”

"It's fine. The middle-aged man nodded, and then ordered someone to call Qiu Yan over.

It didn't take long for a servant to lead Qiu Yan across the threshold.

As soon as he walked into the hall, Qiu Yan's eyes were attracted by the words on the wall, and he felt the surging spirit, if there was substance, the muscles and bones unconsciously reacted, the muscles trembled, the blood surged, and the momentum swelled, but fortunately, he came back to his senses in time and his mind moved. Push the force down.

I was attracted by this character, and I almost exposed my life path cultivation. ”

Qiu Yan was still thinking about it, and a voice came from above-

"I didn't expect you to practice martial arts, you have some attainments, which is rare at your age. ”

It was the middle-aged man who spoke.

Qiu Yan moved his gaze from the word to the man, and saluted, of course he knew the identity of the middle-aged man, and there was only one person in the entire Wuxin City who could sit in this position.

Wu Xinjun Festival Envoy. Song Yuan.

After receiving a salute, Song Yuan said: "Literati have always looked down on martial arts, you practice martial arts, it seems that the plan is not small." His words were tingling.

Qiu Yan said: "Among the six arts, there are archery and royalty, and the civil and military shuangquan is the pursuit of my generation." Qiu Yan's reply was neither humble nor arrogant, his eyes looked directly at Song Yuan, without the slightest fear or retreat.

"A little bit of knowledge, not because of the identity difference. It's rare to look down on yourself," Song Yuan shook his head and smiled, "Sit down." ”

Qiu Yan sat down as he said. Raising his eyes to look at the seat next to Song Yuan, he saw the appearance of the old man, and recognized it as Zhao Chengcheng, a great Confucian of Shuxue, who was one of the goals of this trip. It's just that the latter was silent and didn't mean to greet Qiu Yan.

At this time, Song Yuan said again: "The reason why I came to you this time." Presumably you also know very well that young people have learned some fists and feet, and they have the idea of the ink man, and when they see injustice, they draw their swords to help, which is also to divide people, impulsively, the consequences are not what you can imagine, don't be confused by some sage books, I really think that you can educate the world by relying on etiquette!"

As he spoke, his fingers on the table tapped slightly, and they clicked and clicked, forming an invisible pressure.

"Everyone in the world says that I Song Yuan suppressed one side, making it difficult for the Swamp people to cross the line, but I don't know that this also has a pacificating effect, if I don't make friends with several tribes, and use razing to defeat raze, how can I suppress one clan with one city alone?

Later, he lowered his voice, and his words were thick and heavy.

Hearing this, Qiu Yan figured out the other party's thoughts, but he couldn't hold it.

"Well, although you have to experience mundane things, you don't need to invest too deeply, and you can talk about your thoughts so that you can act in the future, eh?"

Qiu Yan was still thinking about it, when a strange aura suddenly enveloped his body, and then the feeling of luck flipping came!

"Good fellow, what's going on?

I was surprised in my heart, but Qiu Yan didn't panic, and a knotted rope flew out of the black hole of the living soul, releasing a stable breath-

Hexagram 62: Huang Li, Yuan Ji.

As soon as the auspicious hexagram came out, the reversal luck stagnated, but the aftermath spread, affecting Song Yuan and Zhao Chengcheng, making Qiu Yan enlightened.

"As soon as my luck turns, I will immediately offend the powerful and let it develop, and this trend must be stopped!"

At this moment, Song Yuan and Zhao Cheng were suddenly impetuous, and their hearts were nameless, and their eyes were mixed with a little anger when they looked at Qiu Yan.

"The two of them have been affected, it's really weird, I don't have anyone else forbidden on me, otherwise I can't escape the detection of the gods and gods, why is my luck reversed?

The figure of the Taoist priest flashed in his heart, but now was not the time to delve into it, the top priority was to stop the aftermath of the reversal of luck, and try not to trace it to prevent extraneous branches.

As soon as he thought of this, Qiu Yan followed Song Yuan's words and said: "I have never heard of it in my later life, someone will hurt the branches in order to protect the leaves, although the swamp people are a big trouble, but Da Rui can stand and suppress it because there are millions of male divisions, and the envoys of this festival have an army to ensure the stability of the southwest, not by friendship with the swamp people, but by his soldiers." ”

When Qiu Yan spoke, he always looked directly at Song Yuan, his eyes were firm, and he was not affected by the pressure at all: "The prince of the swamp people is flying and domineering, and it is the generals under the Jiedu envoy who are injured, and the cold is the heart of the soldiers of the Wuxin army, the swamp people are the leaves, and the soldiers of Wuxin are the branches, which is more important, I believe that the Jiedu envoy is much clearer than the late birth." ”

Sheltering its leaves and hurting its branches, this sentence is not made up by Qiu Yan, but the words of the sages, and the whole sentence is "Harm China to things to Yidi." shelter its leaves and hurt its branches".

As soon as the sage's words came out, he mobilized a trace of the power of order that had been circulating in the world for thousands of years, and dispelled a little of the aftermath of the transfer that was stimulated by Taoism.

"Oh?" Zhao Chengcheng, who was silent, heard this, his eyebrows moved slightly, as if touched.

"What you say seems to be reasonable, but it is only empty words, I have been in charge of southern Xinjiang for several decades, how can I not know the reason? I have been training troops day and night, and I have given an order to the three armies, so that we can only have the current situation, maintain balance, restrain the swamp people, and we must not be in a hurry, but must advance slowly, and we must not be negligent at all. Song Yuan continued, as if he was talking to Qiu Yan about the past and the present, but the anger in his eyes became more and more intense.

Qiu Yan did not refute, but said: "The marsh people are not habitual, but because Wuxi is barren, although there are yams and animal skins, there is no grain and grass, and the swamp people do not produce, but only know about looting, which is the root of the bane." Cang Yu and know etiquette, not to use etiquette to educate the world, but after education, everyone works, pay to pay, stay until life is worry-free, naturally there is etiquette, the world is governed. ”

Knowing etiquette is another widely circulated sage saying, mobilizing more invisible order, and finally completely dissipating the aftermath of luck.

Aware of this, Qiu Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then became angry in his heart, targeting the person who was plotting, if he hadn't made a decision immediately, he would have responded to the words of the order just this time, and there would be a flying disaster.

"What you said, did Ma Yang teach you?"

At this time, Zhao Chengcheng's voice came from above, and this Shu scholar finally couldn't help but speak, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Isn't Ma Yang advocating the style of historians, everything must be compared with the ancients, thinking that everything is retro, and the world can be governed, how can there be such remarks?"

Hearing this, Qiu Yan got up and bowed to Zhao Cheng: "Ma Lao Xiangguo's historian's learning has benefited his later life a lot, if it weren't for the improvement of his vision, how could he understand this truth from the book." ”

"That is to say, this is the truth that you have realized yourself?" Zhao Chengcheng's face was full of surprise, his eyes lit up, and he asked.

"The old man knows your net worth, and he has studied with Ma Yang for two years, but he has not apprenticed. If you can comprehend this truth, it means that you are not studying hard, good! good!

Qiu Yan's eyelids jumped, feeling that Zhao Chengcheng's change was inevitably abrupt, he just said a few words, even though the idea was novel, but it would not make a great Confucian so excited.

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

On the other hand, Zhao Chengcheng shouted three good words in a row, but Song Yuan's brows furrowed, he was going to reprimand Qiu Yan and beat him slightly, but Zhao Chengcheng praised him like this, and Song Yuan wanted to say something heavy later, which was obviously out of place, but the nameless fire in his heart was gone.

Zhao Chengcheng also realized this, smiled at Song Yuan, and said: "The old man of the swamp man Xiao Wang has also seen it, he is unruly, but he still understands the reason, it just so happens that Qian'er will hold a literary meeting tonight, you might as well invite that little Wang to come, let the old man come to be a peacemaker, and smile at the enmity." ”

"Since the gentleman has this intention, I have nothing to say, but I have let this kid fool him over. Song Yuan pointed at Qiu Yan, and there was a little bit of the taste of the elders facing the juniors in his words, which made Qiu Yan more and more unable to understand the other party's plans.

But before he could think deeply, he was interrupted by a series of questions from Zhao Chengcheng.

"The inspiration you get from Ma Yang's statement means that you don't agree with Ma Yang's proposition, you might as well say it, let the old man listen to it, maybe he can give you some guidance. ”

When Zhao Chengcheng spoke, his cloudy old eyes showed urgency, and his whole body exuded excited mood swings.

Seeing this situation, Qiu Yan couldn't guess the reason.

"Dare to love this old Confucian and the old Xiangguo academic dispute, from my words found a little clue, this is to help, he said well, not to praise me, but to feel that I caught the old Xiangguo's sore feet. ”

Thinking about it, the old and the young chatted, but Qiu Yan let go of his perception and probed covertly while talking.

Time passed, and by the time Qiu Yan returned to the inn, it was already late.

However, when he stepped into the post house, the two Confucian scholars not far away had wide eyes and a ghostly expression on their faces. (To be continued......)

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