Chapter 113: The Hundred Schools of Thought
After drinking a bowl, Ye Xianglun's face only moved slightly, and he put down the wine bowl happily, fortunately, the wine here is not too strong, just like the dry red with a high degree on the earth, although the entrance is spicy, but it is definitely the degree that Ye Xianglun, who does not drink too much, can bear.
"Brother Ye has a good amount of wine!"
After Master Shao Yuanqin shouted, all the Momen disciples picked up the wine bowls and drank freely.
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In the early morning of the next day, almost all the people of Zhanjiang City left the city, because on this day, there was a spectacular scene in the sky over Zhanjiang City that was enough for them to boast for half a year.
Under the cheers of thousands of citizens, outside the city of Zhanjiang, above the clear blue sky, dozens of pianists stepped on the note disc, galloping over the city of Zhanjiang, with the sound of the piano moving in the ring, dozens of violinists disappeared into the southern sky under the gaze of thousands of people.
It was on this day that the guard of Zhanjiang City, that is, the prince of Quwan Kingdom, personally went out of the city to see him off. Even though Ji Qing Shizi has a special status, he is also drowned in the flow of people by enthusiastic citizens.
Above the sky, Ye Xianglun and a group of other qin masters looked south, only to feel that the towns and villages under their feet were constantly retreating, and everywhere they passed, such a huge battle of theirs could cause the local people to stop and look up.
After crossing several cities in a row, large areas of mountains and rivers began to appear under the feet of Ye Xianglun and others, without the protection of buildings, the violinists flying at high altitude were slowed down by the cold wind blowing in the wilderness, and then galloped for a while, the resistance of the strong wind made the foot ink disciples who were carrying heavy loads and working day after day obviously a little lacking.
"Momen disciples listen to orders! Fly in formation—" Shao Yuanqin, who was in the lead, saw that the Momen disciples behind him had slowed down significantly, so he turned around and shouted.
"Yes!"
After Shao Yuanqin Master chanted, the formation of all the foot Mo disciples began to line up in an orderly manner, and after a distance of arrangement, Ye Xianglun turned around and found that the Mo disciples were headed by Shao Yuanqin Master, lined up in two columns above the sky, and above the blue sky, a big herringbone was formed.
"Follow the example of the wild goose and march in formation?" Seeing the cooperation between the disciples of the Momen Sect, Ye Xianglun sighed, "With such a well-organized sect, it is no wonder that the invincible sect can not be taken seriously!"
Ye Xianglun was outside the queue, walking side by side with Shao Yuanmo, who was in the lead, and when he was flying, he felt that the cold wind was split by himself, whistling towards both sides of the note disc, and the angle of the two strong winds was exactly the same as the angle of the queue of the disciples of the Mo Sect.
"Sure enough, it is worthy of being a sect that runs all day long, and it has the same sense of smell as animals!" Ye Xianglun was amazed.
The scorching sun was shining, and everyone survived the scorching sun, and when the sun was slanting in the west, they finally saw the location of Quwan City in the Yunyun City.
Looking down from above, Quwan City is not as huge as Ye Xianglun imagined, and even the visual area of Quwan City is not as large as Zhanjiang City, but from the structure and architecture of the city, it is obvious that Quwan City is more substantial.
"Although Quwan is a weak country among the southern countries, it is extremely advocating etiquette, and we need to land in advance to show etiquette!"
A few kilometers away from Quwan City, Master Shao Yuan ordered all the disciples of Momen to take back the note disc and walk into the city.
When he came to the city gate of Quwan City, Ye Xianglun found that the guards at the city gate were not wearing armor, and the soldiers were either wearing linen clothes or brocade, although they were soldiers, they were extremely neatly dressed.
During the routine check-in when everyone entered the city, Shao Yuanqin Master just took out the letter given by Ji Qing Shizi, and was greeted by a group of soldiers.
"Momen distinguished guest, please come with me!"
Under the guidance of a team of brocade guards, Ye Xianglun and his group walked through the long street and walked in the direction of the palace.
When walking on the streets of Quwan City, Ye Xianglun noticed that when the citizens of Quwan City saw the Jinyi guards and the Momen walkers, they greeted each other politely, whether they knew each other or not.
"It really deserves to be the state of etiquette and religion!" After feeling the different cultivation of the citizens of Quwan Kingdom, Ye Xianglun said in his heart.
After several tosses, after finally coming to the Quwan King City, Ye Xianglun and the others just stepped into the palace gate, and they were received by the oncoming Quwan monarch.
"The envoys of the Momen have worked hard all the way, Ji Mou thank you all the Venerables for saving the country!" After seeing Shao Yuanmo and Ye Xianglun at the head, a man with black hair and about fifty years old hurriedly stepped forward to bow and thank him.
"Qu Wan monarch, don't be polite, we are all cloth people, exercising the righteousness of heaven is the duty of my disciples!"
"Hahahaha, Shao Yuanqin Master is really chivalrous!" In the queue behind Qu Wan Guojun, a middle-aged man walked out of the queue and smiled at Shao Yuanqin.
"Deacon Su Mu, why are you in the Quwan Palace?" Ye Xianglun saw that the middle-aged man was carrying a guqin, his face was calm, and he thought that he was also a qinist.
"It's hard to be invited by someone!" said the violinist named Su Mu with a humble face.
"The people of Momen are really cheap bones!" Hearing the conversation between the two, in the crowd behind Qu Wanguo, a middle-aged man with a serious face said unconsciously.
"Soldier Sect Envoy Wu Mu, could it be that you were also invited to come?" Shao Yuanmo saw this middle-aged man with a serious face, and his eyes immediately narrowed into a line, and he was on guard.
"That's right, tomorrow's monarch was specially invited by the county lord, and Wu came from thousands of miles away to meet the appointment!" The middle-aged man said this with a smug expression.
"Haha, the county lord is a virtuous person, how could he invite an unrighteous person like you who advocates war! It's really laughable to say it!" Ye Xianglun saw that the person who spoke had white hair, although he was not carrying a guqin, but there was a musical instrument similar to an erhu hanging on his waist, and this person was wrapped in a Confucian scarf obliquely above his head, and he was quite arrogant from the appearance.
"Hehe, what people are afraid of, must not be afraid! What Zhongqing sees is not necessarily true, you are all mundane, but you don't understand Taoism and nature, you have only me, abandon mundane things, and live leisurely!" Ye Xianglun saw that the person who answered the phone was also white, but his face was much more peaceful than the old man, judging from the tone of his words, if he was not mistaken, he was determined to be a Taoist person.
"You wild Taoist priest, Hugh is here to pretend to be high, if you can abandon mundane things, how can you be in this Quwan City?" The old man wearing a Confucian scarf just now seemed to be very familiar with this old man, and after hearing his words, he directly confronted him.
"Confucianism, Taoism, soldiers, and Mo are all gathered, I'm afraid there are some good shows to watch now!" Seeing the people beside Qu Wan Guojun, Ye Xianglun was full of expectations.
"You ......"
Hearing the old man's instigation, the old man who was called a Taoist priest was unable to argue for a while.
"A few of you are arguing? It seems that the little girl has missed something!" After the crowd, a gentle voice came out of the crowd, Ye Xianglun looked for prestige, and saw a woman with a gentle face, but dressed in green clothes and plain clothes, surrounded by two maids, walking in the direction of the crowd.
"Miss Wan, testify for me, they are laughing at me for coming uninvited!" The middle-aged man named Wu Mu saw the woman approaching and immediately sought to testify.
"Let's stop fighting, bringing everyone together, it's all the meaning of the little girl, so many families get together, how can you miss a banquet!
"The little girl is a good thing, and the old man often has a headache for it, and please don't be surprised!" Qu Wan Guojun saw the woman coming, and his originally spiritual face was instantly smeared with a touch of helplessness.