Looking at the figure of the old man leaving, Qin Chuan's heart fell into a period of contemplation, through the conversation just now, it is not difficult to see that the old man advocates Confucianism, otherwise he would not have told himself so many Confucian truths, such as etiquette and benevolence, and such as self-denial and retribution. But these words are enough for the real people of this era, but they are not enough for Qin Chuan.

The Confucian holy master put forward whether it is propriety and benevolence, it is indeed a great ideal realm, but in the current turbulent society, there is no soil for the growth of Confucianism. Moreover, the feudal civilization of the next two thousand years has proved that no matter which one of its ideas has its limitations, it cannot become a doctrine of long-term peace and stability and domination of the world.

In Qin Chuan's heart, he still hopes that this society will become a peaceful society where everyone is equal, the young are supported, the labor is earned, and the old are supported, and he does not worry about the war, but only worries about his own trivial matters every day.

"There is still a long way to go." Qin Chuan let out a long sigh and muttered to himself.

Then he looked down at the two books in his hand, the covers were shabby and old, Qin Chuan didn't care about it originally, but when he opened the top one, he glanced at it slightly, and his heart was suddenly shocked, only to feel that there were countless horses galloping past in his heart. Just because the first sentence of the first book is 'Learn and learn from time to time, not to say.'" ’

And the second book made him shudder, just because of the two words at the beginning of the second book, Spring and Autumn.

Who the hell did I meet? Is that old man a Confucian sage, the most holy teacher? Qin Chuan was a little frightened in his heart, thinking of what the old man said just now, he was a little excited and a little apprehensive in his heart, swallowed his saliva, solemnly stacked the two books together, wrapped them in a package, and tied them tightly to his back. After a long time, Qin Chuan suppressed the shock in his heart and turned around and walked towards Mianzhucheng.

Sure enough, after the guards at the city gate made a detailed inquiry to Qin Chuan and checked the token in his hand, they let Qin Chuan enter the city.

"It's really inconvenient to do anything when you're young," Qin Chuan sighed in a low voice, he was so young, and with two swords on his back, it was difficult to go anywhere without attracting attention.

Walking on the streets of the city, looking at the pedestrians coming and going, as well as the foot-walking merchants pulling trucks and shouting, in this kind of hustle and bustle, Qin Chuan felt a sense of anger, a kind of anger that was different from Chen Cang's slaughter.

"What do you think? So distracted. Suddenly, Che Ying's voice came from behind him.

Qin Chuan turned his head and saw Che Ying standing behind him in plain clothes, holding two strings of sugar gourds in his hands.

"Brother Che Ying, when did you run behind me?" Qin Chuan said to Che Ying with a smile.

"Take it, I just bought it." Che Ying handed a string of sugar gourds in his hand to Qin Chuan, and bit a red hawthorn on another string of sugar gourds into his mouth, chewing constantly.

Looking at the red hawthorn, Qin Chuan was a little greedy, took the sugar gourd in Che Ying's hand, learned Che Ying's movements, quickly swallowed a hawthorn with sugar in his mouth, and chewed it quickly.

"As soon as you entered the city, a guard reported to me, and I knew you were coming." Che Ying said vaguely while eating.

Qin Chuan only cared about dealing with the sugar gourd in his hand at this time, but he didn't care about Che Ying's words. After eliminating a few sugar gourds by dividing five by two, Qin Chuan opened his mouth and asked, "Brother Che Ying, why did you ask me to come to Mianzhucheng?" ”

"Haha, a good thing, a big good thing, but this matter is not in a hurry, you will know in two days, just take you to have a good time in Mianzhucheng in these two days, and then test your martial arts to see if it has improved." Che Ying threw away the bamboo skewers in his hand and walked towards an inn with Qin Chuan.

This time, he came to Mianzhucheng as a private person, and he did not have official business to deal with, so he did not live in the army's camp. Subsequently, Che Ying took Qin Chuan to have a full meal, and then went to buy clothes, looking at Qin Chuan who was wearing brand new clothes, Che Ying touched Qin Chuan's head and said with a smile: "Not bad, I have grown taller." ”

Qin Chuan smiled heartlessly. He is very dependent on Cha Ying, or in addition to the blind old man, the person he trusts the most is Che Ying.

After being full of wine and food, lying on the bed in the inn, Qin Chuan felt that it was a happy thing to be able to sleep in bed, and the past few days of sleeping in the open have really made him suffer a lot.

"Brother Cha Ying, what's so good? Tell me a little bit about it? Qin Chuan finally couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and asked Che Ying.

"Haha, I knew that you kid would definitely not be able to hold back, as I expected." Che Ying looked at Qin Chuan and quipped.

Qin Chuan ran to Che Ying, took his hand, and looked at Che Ying with a look that if you don't tell me, I won't let you go.

"Okay, well, it doesn't hurt to tell you, I have a good friend, not only strong martial arts, but also a strong background, I have made an appointment with him, if it is feasible, I will teach you some martial arts, over time, if you can learn three or four points of his martial arts, you can be afraid of the younger generation." Che Ying pretended to be mysterious and said to Qin Chuan.

It turned out to be a master for himself, Qin Chuan thought secretly in his heart, then thought about his two long swords, and asked, "That person knows swordsmanship?" ”

"That's natural, this person has excellent swordsmanship, he is a master of using swords, and ordinary people are not his opponents at all." This is what Che Ying said, and Che Ying is full of confidence.

After listening to Che Ying's answer, Qin Chuan was overjoyed that he could finally learn swordsmanship.

Seeing Qin Chuan's expression, Che Ying nodded, being interested in one thing is the premise of being able to complete this matter. As for how much tongue he wasted, how much thought he spent but he didn't mention it to Qin Chuan, after all, he was still a child, and there were some things that he should not consider at his age, right?

Subsequently, Che Ying taught Qin Chuan's martial arts with his bare hands, that is, the boxing techniques he taught to Qin Chuan. After a long time, Qin Chuan lay on the ground wailing, while Che Ying looked at Qin Chuan with a smug face, but a trace of sweat oozed from his forehead. Secretly said in his heart that he was lucky, if he hadn't been stronger than Qin Chuan with his age and strength, he might have made Qin Chuan's sneak attack successful today.

He was very satisfied with today's teaching, at least it proved that Qin Chuan was not slacking off on his own training. Warriors have always been one to be a hundred, how can they be made without a strong body. What's more, Qin Chuan will definitely be the general of the Great Qin State in the future.

He didn't know what others thought of Qin Chuan, but he Che Ying was full of hope for Qin Chuan's future.

Shennong Mountain, the inconspicuous peak, the artificially dug platform, the smooth stone wall suddenly made a slight sound, and soon a black hole appeared, and an old man with a slightly fat figure wearing gray linen clothes walked out of the black hole unhurriedly.

The old man stood on the platform and looked around, and after finding that there was nothing abnormal, his mouth made a cooing sound, and then, a carrier pigeon with black and shiny feathers came out of the hole next to it, flapped its wings a few times, and flew to the old man's shoulder and stood still.

Gently stroked the feathers of the black carrier pigeon, the old man took out a piece of copper pipe from his arms, carefully tied it to the pigeon's legs, and then the carrier pigeon cooed twice, flapped its wings and flew into the air, circled around the top of the mountain, like an arrow just shot, and flew quickly towards the mountain.

Outside the city of Mianzhu, a man dressed in black and with a somewhat fat body walked slowly towards the city gate with a long sword on his back. Although the man's face was a little fat, his eyes were very sharp, frowning, and his eyes were looking at the pedestrians coming and going.

The man's name is Wu Shang, a native of Wei, a martial artist of the Mojia school of martial arts, who was besieged and seriously injured in the early years, and was saved by Che Ying who passed by, and the two have been close since then. A few months ago, Cha Ying asked someone to send a message to him, saying that there was a child who wanted to teach him some martial arts.

Martial arts has always been flattering, and words must be believed, and deeds must be fruitful, not to mention just teaching a child martial arts, which is the easiest thing for him. Therefore, when Wu Shang received Che Ying's message, he traveled thousands of miles to the cotton cities of Qin.

After two circles in the city of Mianzhu, I finally found an inconspicuous inn in a corner, the door was closed, and the word Hanshan was written on a wooden sign on the gate, the font was crooked, and at a glance I knew that the person who wrote it must have done it at will.

Wu Shang pouted, no wonder no one patronized here, just with this name that is not popular and not loud, it will not attract people, not to mention that the words are not good-looking and the door is closed. If it weren't for the fact that this was a stronghold set up by the General Court in the Qin State, he would definitely not even look at this place.

He walked to the closed door and tapped it three times, then three more times, and after two times, the door was opened from the inside.

The door was opened by an elderly white-haired old man, and Wu Shang took out a wooden sign from his arms, and then made a strange gesture with both hands.

Seeing Wu Shang's gesture, the white-haired old man nodded, a smile appeared on the old man's face, let go of his body, let Wu Shang enter the inn, and then closed the wooden door again. The old man took Wu Shang into a room and said respectfully, "I've met the senior brother of the school, and the meal will come soon." ”

Wu Shang nodded and sat at the back of the desk in the room. After a while, a boy in black walked in with a plate of food, a plate of bitter herbs, two dry cakes, and a glass of salt water.

Wu Shang is not particular about eating, not to mention that the school advocates thrift and opposes all extravagance and waste. After quickly eating the two dry cakes with bitter herbs, and then rinsing his mouth with salt water, the boy in black walked into the room, cleaned up the table, and walked out of the room backwards.

At this time, the white-haired old man slowly walked into the room, bowed to Wu Shang and said, "The academy has urgent news, please check it out with senior brother." As he spoke, he held a piece of copper pipe in his hand and placed it on the table in front of Wu Shang.

After checking the seal of the copper pipe and no one had opened it, Wu Shang opened the copper pipe and pulled out a piece of paper from it, when he saw the contents of the paper, Wu Shang's face showed a look of hesitation, and then put the piece of paper into his arms and said to the old man: "School of Communication, I will definitely finish this matter." ”

Listening to Wu Shang's words, the old man bowed down and exited the room, while Wu Shang frowned and fell into deep thought.