The martial artist who was about the secret guard of the Xiahou family finished speaking, and lowered his head without saying a word, Xiahou Xuan's brows were already tightly furrowed, he was cautious by nature, so he especially didn't like this unexpected change.

was plotted by Zhang Zuosheng, who is also a grandmaster, and scattered the qi, if it is a martial artist who builds a foundation in foreign kung fu when he is under the third grade, he still has a body left.

But if it is a martial artist like Confucianism who cultivates qi and climbs the tower, and the qi veins collide retrograde, he is really like a waste person, and he can't exert his strength in his hands and feet, otherwise he will inevitably have severe pain in his veins and it will be difficult to contain.

has already ended up like this, but he still has to go to Yiye Xuan.

Could it be that he felt that he could persuade Yi Ye Xuan with his own mouth, and the disciple could not succeed at this time?

Sure enough, it was rotten.

The corners of his mouth habitually twitched, pulling out the arc of mockery, looking at the shadows he had laid, knowing that he had met a pedantic man who did not play cards according to common sense, and he had always liked the last drop of the icing on the cake, this time it was a trouble, and the woman behind him knew by herself, and she knew how she would behave.

Xiahou Xuan exhaled lightly and suppressed the trace of dry air.

Jiang Lan next to him closed his eyes, then opened them, comforted Wu Qiong, who suddenly got up next to him, and then bowed deeply to the many martial artists who were looking at each other behind him, and said:

"All the way here, Lan has more help from all of you."

Situ Che wanted to say something, but he was silent.

All the warriors were a little silent, he looked left and right, no one spoke, and suddenly felt a little irritable in his heart, and then looked forward, the woman who was like a green lotus looked at them, behind him was a long empty road, the wind rose on both sides, and the black hair of the girl's sideburns moved slightly.

Further away is a Ye Xuan towering mountain gate, because it is close, it is like a giant pillar of the sky, rising to the sky, not looking at the green bamboo in the past, a black pressure as if to fall down, but the girl's body is much thinner, as if a gust of mountain wind blowing from the mountain can break her.

Jiang Lan's expression was calm, and after this salute, he took off a jade pendant on his waist, the jade color was transparent, and the river waves were embossed on it, and the river was green and blue, which complemented each other with the jade color, and it was obviously valuable, and handed it to Situ Che and said:

"After that, the road is not far, Lan Ke is on his own, please return home."

"This jade pendant can be used in the pawnshop to take a little silver taels, and it will be a thank you gift."

Situ Che subconsciously refused:

"How does this make me wait, I wait, I wait ......"

Jiang Lan opened his mouth and said: "I know that Situ Daxia is here because of morality, but there are many of them, between the world and the world, he is not alone, and he also has wives and children to raise. ”

The voice was soft, the surroundings were very quiet, Situ Che felt a feeling of suffocation that was difficult to describe in words, Jiang Lan smiled slightly, pulled up his palm, and put the jade pendant worth a thousand gold on his palm, this jade pendant was very light, but it seemed to drag the heavy Kunlun Mountain, Situ Che cultivated the outer kung fu handed down by Fei Poyue, and the force was violent, and at this time, the palm of his hand was trembling slightly.

He wanted to say something, but the Adam's apple moved up and down, only a dull phlegm sound, and the Yiye Xuan Mountain Gate, which was getting taller and taller because of the relative distance, cast a shadow in his heart.

Every breath that passed, his courage faded.

If you are still a teenager, wandering in the rivers and lakes, you are naturally not afraid of fighting, and even the knife is open on your body to feel hearty, and in the past ten years, you have saved your family business, married a wife, and had children, and you will also take your mother from the county seat of Fufeng County.

An He's days and his family have not compromised his bravery, but his heart has softened and he is no longer as hard as it used to be.

Just like Liu Ling said, the green plums at home are ripe, but there is no smell of wine, such words can stir his mood the most, his fingers trembled, and he subconsciously held the jade pendant in his hand, but it was suddenly released like a hot hand, and a look of struggle appeared on his face.

Jiang Lan didn't give him a chance to speak again, turned around and walked towards Yiye Xuan, step by step, at such a time, he could see the tenacity of the girl who was different from ordinary women.

Liqi Dao smacked his lips and said:

"But he's also a reader."

Xiahou Xuan said flatly:

"Where is your father, are you going? Don't you want Yiye Xuan's ancestral business? Aren't you afraid to be sorry for your ancestors? ”

Jiang Lan opened his eyes and said:

"Yiye Xuan was originally just a place where some scholars lived together, where can it be called an ancestral industry, if it is said that the ancestral industry, it is also the article truth passed down by the master, not the extravagance of mountains, rocks, plants and trees."

"If you want an ancestral business, go to a academy at will, it's just ten Great Qin Tongbao, and every word on it is a Ye Xuan's ancestral business."

Xiahou Xuan sneered:

"So what are you looking for? Filial piety? ”

Jiang Lan Road:

"I'm just looking for my dad."

His voice paused slightly, pursed his lips, and said:

"As for this kind of thing, a person like Young Master Xiahou who is good at calculation and has a cold heart will probably not know about it."

Xiahou's family has a big business, and there is a gap between father and son, this is a well-known thing in the world, this sentence can be regarded as a knife on the wound, and it is ruthless, even Wu Qiong feels that it is a bit excessive.

Xiahou Xuan's pair of Danfeng eyes that were unreal were half-narrowed, looking at this woman who had never been tired of seeing her since she was a child, he chuckled, took a step back in silence, and then watched Jiang Lan calmly ride on the horse and run away from the side.

Wu Qiong shook his head, bowed deeply to everyone, and then laughed long, saying that scholars are corrupt, and scholars in the world are the most lacking in spirit.

Death is death, and before you die, you have to scold in front of Zhang Zuosheng.

Teng got on his horse and followed closely.

Whipped all the way behind Jiang Lan, the wind came, he didn't know how many times he had walked this way back to Ye Xuan, but he had never been so dangerous, nor had he been so at such a moment, his depressed heart was beating rapidly, and he had the pride of riding alone in the desert, and his mind was becoming more and more open-minded.

walked out of the more than a few miles, but found that the girl's shoulders in front of her trembled slightly, noticed that something was wrong, and chased forward, and when she turned around, she saw Jiang Lan burst into tears at some point, and the girl looked up and saw Wu Qiong, and said with a smile:

"In that case, he should think I'm a hopelessly resentful woman, right? He already had a prejudice against the previous thing. ”

"In this way, he can let go of the playful things of his youth in the future, and then find a woman who has the same interests as him, and when he mentions me with her later, he won't have any regrets in his heart, right?"

"Or never think of me again."

"I have thought about the day I married him many times in the past, even when I was studying, I would think about it and laugh, but I never thought that my last impression in his eyes would be like this......"

Tears were uncontrollably popping and puffing.

Wu Qiong's heart hurt a little, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

The girl in front of her is calm and calm at all times, and she is the favorite junior who is praised by all the elders, but she has never cried or laughed like this, or when she is about to die, she will always make people show a hidden side.

With the size of the world and the distance of the rivers and lakes, those who can do this, except for death, are only drunk.

The number of tutoring etiquette is very strict, and the girl who has never had such a big mood swing in front of anyone raised her sleeve and wiped the tears on her face, sniffed, and muttered:

"I should use the power of the Xiahou family, and when he sits on the position of the head of the Xiahou family, I will also be in a first-class high position in the rivers and lakes, and at that time, I will use the Xiahou family to counterattack Ye Xuan."

"Even if you can take advantage of the fame of the Xiahou family, it is possible to retreat this time."

"But I like him......"

"I just hope he's well."

Wu Qiong was silent, he didn't know how to comfort him, in order to avoid the possible ambush in front, they deliberately walked from the south, bypassed a large circle, and then turned back to the north, heading towards the mountain gate, the speed of the horse was fast, hoping to be able to reach the place before Jiangyang went up the mountain.

After about half an hour, Wu Qiong looked at the mountains that were becoming clearer and clearer in the distance, pulled the reins of the horse closer, and said softly:

"It's coming."

"Hmm."

Jiang Lan had wiped away the tears on his face, his expression had regained his original composure and calmness, and it could even be said that after crying, he was more tenacious than what he had done before, his eyes widened slightly, and he looked for the familiar figure back and forth along the traces of the road, but he never saw it.

Wu Qiong next to him suddenly said: "It's really there!" ”

Jiang Lan's heart moved slightly, and he looked in the direction that Wu Qiong was heading, and sure enough, he saw a figure on the road, wearing a pale gray robe, not very tall, walking very slowly, but one step at a time, very stable, and very heavy.

There is a kind of courage that although tens of millions of people are longing for me.

Jiang Lan's expression changed, and he said Dad, the indomitable figure over there seemed to be pulling a rope that was difficult to see with the naked eye, stopped, turned his head, and looked in the direction of Jiang Lan.

It was a somewhat old-fashioned scholar, with a pair of black eyebrows, and a peaceful bearing, but it was not as clear as in the past, and it was placed on ordinary people, which was a sign of great damage to the vitality.

Jiang Lan's nose was sour, he rushed to the side of the scholar, grabbed his sleeve, but he just said to his father and couldn't speak, the scholar first bowed slightly at Wu Qiong, who stopped at Le Ma, and then stretched out his hand and gently stroked the top of Jiang Lan's head, as always, said gently:

"How did you get here? It's still like this, what has it become? ”

Jiang Lan didn't speak.

Jiang Yang seemed to know something, looked at Wu Qiong, and the old man, who was acting quite pedantic, smiled loudly and said:

"Look at the appearance of Lord Xuan, he has already covered his face with clear water, is dressed properly, and Pei Xianglan, when he wants to go up the mountain to find that chapter and debate on the left, although the old man is not talented, he is willing to go together."

Jiang Yang smiled and said:

"Yes, yes."

Wu Qiong raised his hand and put the bamboo crown on the top, he was ready to die here today, since Zhang Zuosheng can enjoy the world's fame, it is naturally not easy to match, the Shaoyu sword in his hand is not a divine soldier, but it is not far behind, although it is called a heroic and expansive person, but which heroic person can do this kind of thing?

But the shin is a villain.

Jiang Yang didn't move, just looked in the direction they came, and said, "There is another big guest who has not yet arrived, so wait for a while." ”

Wu Qiong was slightly stunned, and immediately understood, laughing, the distress and grievance in Fang Cai's heart suddenly dispersed, Jiang Lan's eyes widened, and he subconsciously looked in the direction over there.

In a short time, there was a sound of horses' hooves like thunder, galloping wildly, although the first person was wearing a cloth shirt for a short fight, but his bearing was not bad, there was a faint anger in his eyes, and there was a smell of blood on his body, Wu Qiong fixed his eyes and saw that these people were coming straight from an ambush on the avenue, and he couldn't help but smack his tongue.

The horse came running, Xiahou Xuan pulled the reins of the horse, turned over, and walked forward.

Wu Qiong saw that behind him, in addition to Gong Yu, Xue Qinshuang and the disciple who was born in the first village in the world, there were two old men, and the hidden servant was also there, but the most surprising thing to him was that Tian Zhide was also on the side, holding a silver gun.

His face was moved, and he was speechless.

Jiang Yang seemed to have expected it, let go of his daughter's palm, bowed in the direction of the abandonment road, and said calmly:

"Jiangyang is scattered in the rivers and lakes, and I have seen General Li."

One by one, he looked at Liqidao, Liqidao slowly put down the wine jug in his hand, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and couldn't connect him with the shadow in his memory, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said slowly:

"It's you."

Jiang Yang straightened up and said with a smile:

"In the left front camp of Shu, I haven't seen it for more than 20 years."

He looked him up and down on the road, and suddenly said mockingly:

"Yiye Xuan is really powerful, back then, he killed three camps with a sword, and assassinated seventy-three generals above the captain of my Great Qin in ten days, forcing many generals to sleep without taking off their armor, and even the evil star who didn't dare to sleep every night, in your Yiye Xuan, it turned out to be just a rotten Confucian?"

"If that's the case, it's really amazing to be corrupt in the world."

As soon as the words came out, everyone's expressions changed suddenly, no one thought that Jiang Yang, who had always had a good reputation, and even Jiang Yang, who was a little bit of a scumbag, was once such a ruthless character, Wu Qiong's palm shook slightly, and he had already guessed what kind of arrogant person he was dressed as a scribe in a green shirt in front of him.

Liqi Dao put the white tin flat wine pot on his waist, and somehow, he had already appeared in front of Jiang Yang, looking at himself calmly reflected in his inky pupils, and said lightly:

"When you say this kind of thing, are you going to settle old scores with me?"

Jiang Yang did not answer.

Liqi Dao caught a glimpse of Wu Qiong, who was quite nervous next to him, his eyelids drooped, and said:

"It's just a pity, if you are still the Confucian master who didn't need a second sword to kill people back then, I would still be interested in breaking with you to break the heads of those people who were cut off by you, but now I really don't have the heart to bully you a waste person whose qi has been dispersed."

"Anyway, what do you want me to do? Is it to keep your daughter? It's easy to say, but it's just a knife effort. ”

Jiang Yang shook his head and said:

"Back then, I was very interested in you, hated you, but I couldn't kill you, I respected you, but I was afraid of you in my heart, and now I have this opportunity, there is a waterfall on Yiyexuan Mountain from the sky, which can be a scene, I don't know if the general is interested in a look?"

Liqi Dao took a deep look at this young man who became famous, and once conceited that the literary spirit of Shu was seventy percent in my scholarly rottenness, laughed, and said:

"Naturally."

Over there, Liu Ling stepped forward, as if he was in a hurry to take advantage of it, and said loudly:

"Don't forget me, don't forget me, haha, when you told Wu Qiong that you wanted to invite me to drink the countrymen on the mountain, how could you throw me down if you had such a good opportunity?!"

Jiang Yang smiled and said:

"If the gentleman is interested, it should be so."

Yan Yan gently patted the top of Jiang Lan's head, just smiled as usual, turned around and walked towards Yi Ye Xuan, Jiang Lan subconsciously wanted to chase after him, and with a finger of his hand, the thunder ran wild, as if the sky was thundering, outlining a thunder barrier on the ground that was visible to the naked eye and running endlessly.

I didn't say anything, I didn't explain it, but I have let those behind me know that this is already the entanglement and story of the older generation, and you don't need to be involved in it.

Yi Ye Xuan has many disciples today, all of them are standing with swords, all of them are disciples of Zhang Zuosheng, there are about five hundred people in total, and the rest of the disciples are all imprisoned, or leave the sect for various reasons, but even these people, after all, have read the truth in the book, and in the face of Jiang Yang, who was kind to them in the past and was very good to them, they almost subconsciously retreated a way back, and their eyes deviated with the sword blade.

This Xuan master really treats them very well, no matter who asks him a question, he will answer to the person who asked the question very seriously, if he doesn't know, he will also say that he will find some classics to answer him in the future, I am very sorry.

Therefore, even the five hundred disciples who had already betrayed Zhang Zuosheng were unwilling to be enemies with Jiang Yang, and the long sword in their hands hung low, allowing those deacon disciples who were mixed in to give a low order, and did not move forward, only retreating to both sides to open a way.

Jiang Yang walked step by step, very slowly.

As in the past, he smiled at the young scholar disciples who made way for him.

But after a while, another group of people came under the mountain gate.

…………………………

Ye Zhuhua was deprived of his martial arts, and was forcibly taken pills, and was left behind by the disciples of the Shenwu Mansion next to the tea shop, and the secret guards of the Xiahou family firmly held it, even if it was in its heyday, it was extremely difficult to escape.

The regular customers who drank tea in the tea shop had already run away one by one, and now only the tea doctor who saw the situation clearly and was worried was left, and a tea customer who had just come to drink tea today.

Although he is not young, his demeanor is very elegant, with gray hair, only his temples are pure white, and he looks like a very learned person, Dr. Tea has a good impression of him, and he gently took a sip of tea, and Su Guzi, who had united the six countries to reverse Qin, looked at Yiye Xuan with his own eyes, and muttered to himself:

"It's been a long time."

"You wanted to kill me a thousand times back then, but now you don't know each other......"

He brushed the white hair of his sideburns with one hand, and said with a complicated smile:

"It turns out that you and I are old."

Jiang Yang walked up slowly, and every time he walked through, he told the allusions and experiences of this place, like a few family treasures, his voice was warm and gentle, but it made Wu Qiong's nose sour, almost burst into tears, Jiang Yang's qi had collapsed at this time, but no one stopped in front of him, which can be called a long drive straight in.

In the past, in front of the Confucius Palace, walk through the zigzag corridor, there is water vapor rising around, and tens of thousands of poured water smashed down the mountain stone drop of more than 100 zhang, and the sound was like thunder.

Before the waterfall, another bluestone, on the stone sat cross-legged a middle-aged Confucian student, different from Jiang Yang, wearing a blue and purple robe, extravagant, covered with a layer of white gauze, not cumbersome, but a little elegant, with his back to everyone, looking at the waterfall flowing down, and suddenly said:

"The son said on the river, the deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night."

"Senior brother, you're still here."

Wu Qiong's fists clenched, his eyes widened angrily, Jiang Yang raised his hand to stop him, looked at the familiar back, and said calmly: "You attacked me secretly, and you fell down the mountain at that time, and you haven't understood it to you." ”

"You're wrong, junior brother."

The waterfall suddenly stopped, and the thousands of heavy water stopped rolling in the air, and the middle-aged Confucian student over there suddenly laughed, and the laughter became louder and louder, and suddenly turned into an angry reprimand, and said, "Who is wrong?!" ”

"The major affairs of the family and the country, who is it that has received the kindness of the monarch and the Son of Heaven! But you don't want to serve the country?! Who is it, who is like a brother and sister to His Royal Highness, but he never even went to see him for the last time?! ”

"Am I wrong?! Hahaha, treacherous, disloyal and unfilial people, it's clearly you! ”

"The edict of the Great Shu Palace, the scholar of Hanlin, Jiangyang Jiang Wenhe!"

The energy burst out, and the heavy waterfall water crashed down, like a muffled thunderstorm, and hundreds of millions of water vapor rose up, shaking people's ears with a roar.

…………………………

"It's okay for the elderly to have the courage and past of the elderly, but the young should also have the rebelliousness of the young, otherwise, they can't support the things of the previous generation, at the very least, they have to see it with their own eyes."

Xiahou Xuan stood in front of Jiang Lan, muttered softly, and went further, it was already the mountain gate where Ye Xuan rose to the sky, those disciples before failed to stop the four of Jiang Yang, those deacons were already a little annoyed, and now only a few people have passed, but they came again, and their hearts were instantly angry.

Five hundred sword-wielding disciples formed a sword formation to block the mountain gate.

The sword intent soared into the sky, and there was clear qi floating above.

The sword array is for, Haoran righteousness.

The first person is more than 30 years old, occupies an important position in the mountain gate, recognizes the children of the Jiangnan Dao Gaomen, and sees Xiahou Xuan and Jiang Lan who was blocked behind Xiahou Xuan at a glance, his heart moved slightly, and after struggling a few times, he raised his right hand with a brush.

The sword formation behind him changed accordingly.

The sword qi stirred up the clear qi and turned into a cold sword intent.

But at this time, this person who is quite famous in the mountain gate suddenly saw another person come forward, wearing a cloth robe, if he was born handsome and extraordinary, just like Xiahou Xuan, even if he was only wearing an ordinary cloth clothes, he could have ten out of ten graces.

But this person is just honest-faced, and he knows at a glance that he is a child of a poor family, and he even carries a bamboo umbrella wrapped in blue cloth behind his back, which looks funny.

The deacon frowned slightly, Xiahou Xuan's identity was known, everyone in the rivers and lakes of Jiangnan Province knew that he was valued by the Xiahou family, and now Ye Xuan was in a stormy and undecided situation anyway, if it wasn't for the urgency of the matter, he was unwilling to make a move against Xiahou Xuan.

And Jiang Lan, everyone knows how much Jiang Lan's identity means to Zhang Zuosheng at this time, if he accidentally hurts a little, I'm afraid that he will have to suffer after the incident.

At the moment, his eyes fell on the honest servant, and he planned to kill the chickens and monkeys, so that the two people knew the difficulties and retreated, but even so, they never relaxed their vigilance, and they could face the sword formation of five hundred people without fear.

With a slight hand, thirty disciples were divided, forming a sword formation, and came slowly.

Wang Anfeng took a deep breath, in the tendons, the qi machine was rolling, he glanced at the Yiye Xuan Mountain Gate that rose to the sky, raised his right foot, and took a steady step forward.

In one go, through Kunlun.

The dignified qi suddenly rose.

The swordsman who rushed forward failed to notice it in time, and when he rushed forward for dozens of steps, he seemed to be hit by some invisible giant beast, his complexion changed greatly, and he instantly fell crookedly, staggered back, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

Wang Anfeng took another step forward.

There is no distraction, and the qi machine does not hesitate, and crosses a barrier.

A circle of air waves is visible to the naked eye.

The sword in the deacon's hand, although it was far inferior to the famous sword in Ye Zhuhua's hand, was not an ordinary thousand forging weapon, this time it actually bent directly towards the back, the deacon's heart suddenly burst, poured internal qi to make the sword body straight, woke up in his heart, looked left and right, and found that the disciple was slowly retreating towards the back.

Looking further, this honest servant looked calm, his bearing was very good, his heart shook, and his heart faintly rose with fear.

But there has already been a dereliction of duty today, if this person is put into the door again, and then the time comes, I am afraid that the price is not something I can bear, I gritted my teeth, and said angrily:

"Who is coming, come to break into my Yiye Xuan!"

"Why don't you get out of here?!"

Wang Anfeng took another step forward as if he hadn't heard it, his right foot was in front, his shoulder was sinking, and his right hand was originally lowered.

Such as Kunlun Mountain.

The next moment, Kunlun Mountain toppled down.

Suddenly there was a wave of anger, and when the first few disciples spurted blood from their mouths and retreated, the weapons in their hands were all broken, the surrounding disciples scattered, and the weapons in their hands were sharp, Wang Anfeng stood up and looked at these disciples from the big sects.

The deacon was already frightened in his heart, and cried out angrily:

"Who the hell are you?!"

Wang Anfeng raised his right hand, took off the tightly wrapped package behind his back with a bang, put it beside him with a clatter, and replied:

"Shenwu Mansion, Wang Anfeng."

The deacon was slightly stunned, thinking about the great sects and great families in his memory, but he found nothing, until his memory was retracted to the recent past, and he suddenly realized the meaning of the combination of these six sons, and his whole body was cold.

Wang Anfeng's left hand was behind his back, his left hand was on the long strip-shaped package, and he pressed it hard, only to hear a pop sound, and the blue cloth was scattered like a butterfly, revealing the wooden sword that was infamous in the rivers and lakes of Jiangnan Province.

The sword roared.

He raised the sword in his hand, and his qi machine continued to climb with the help of his battle intent, and finally connected with the divine weapon in his hand, as if he could soar into the sky and briefly get a glimpse of the demeanor of the thousands of mountains and rivers.

He faced the five hundred sword-wielding disciples in front of him.

He looked at the five hundred condescending swordsmen, looked at the seven sects sitting on the side of the rivers and lakes, and said calmly:

"Wang Anfeng wants to go up the mountain, you can't stop it."

Hundreds of millions of poured water smashed on the rocks, splashing and thundering.

The man in the blue and purple robe turned around and looked at his former closest senior brother, who was much younger than his senior brother, who had taught him the scriptures since he was a child, and now he was extremely disappointed in this gentle and even honest man, and said:

"You still think I'm wrong?"

He didn't know whether to laugh at himself or mock Jiang Yang, laughed, and said:

"Do you know what I want to do?"

Jiang Yang, who had been broken by his youthful experience, nodded lightly and said:

"Yes."

"You want to use the fragment of "Tianwen" in your hand to set up a formation to block the dragon qi of Great Qin, so that the national fortunes of the already dead Xishu Kingdom can be revived, the war will be restarted, and the national fortunes will be determined, but you never thought that you would be so anxious and attack me first."

Zhang Zuosheng's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that Jiang Yang knew everything, even if there was a flame rising in his heart, he raised his hand and pointed to the heavenly dome, and said loudly:

"Then why do you think I'm wrong?!"

"My generation of scholars, self-cultivation and family governance, read the truth in the book, have two sleeves of clean breeze, for the country and the people, but you, after the violent Qin occupied our country, you turned to the Qin State like those ungrateful poor people?!"

"The enmity of the family and the country, several generations of scholarly families, you forgot it in a blink of an eye?"

"You deserve to die, you deserve to be ruined!"

Zhang Zuosheng had already gritted his teeth, his eyes were wide open, he raised his hand and made a move, and a streamer flew out of the waterfall and fell on his hand, among which there was Dao Yun Tiancheng, he gritted his teeth and looked at the person in front of him, but his voice suddenly lost his anger, and he laughed at himself:

"What do you have to say to you traitor?"

Jiang Yang calmed down and said calmly:

"Jiang Yanggu should be infamous for thousands of years."

"But you're still wrong."

Zhang Zuosheng raised his eyes and sneered, "Wrong? Dying, what do you say?! ”

Jiang Yang was silent.

Zhang Zuosheng laughed at himself: "I was proud of you? But I don't know what kind of reward you, the 'loyal minister of the two dynasties', received? ”

Jiang Yang opened his eyes and looked at his junior brother, and suddenly spoke softly, but what he said was something that had nothing to do with his family and country, he said:

"Senior brother, do you remember that there is a tea shop under our mountain gate?"

"The old man there used to sell me a lot of books, saying that the family was in decline, and the child in the family was born, and he gave the girl a very nice name, changed to Leping, which means marrying Changle Ping, he said that after experiencing the war, it is best to let the child grow up peacefully and marry peacefully."

Zhang Zuosheng sneered and said nothing.

Jiang Yang said to himself: "Tianjing City Douhua is a must in the world, where is there a little girl, of course, she may be married to a woman now, the Douhua made back then is really delicious, there is Wu Chu flavor, I have been to Tianjing City, I must eat two bowls every time, eat a bowl when I go, and eat a bowl when I go." ”

"There is a young man in Jiang Liucheng who likes to practice his voice at night, saying that he wants to become the number one musician in the world, and he has made trouble for the officials who patrol at night more than once, and he has also scared the guard half to death, and when he told me this, his face was still a little bruised."

"Every year in the north can receive a lot of letterhead from all over the Central Plains, and then write a reply, I went to the Fufeng Lantern Festival back then, it was a bustling and lively scene, the teenagers laughed, you have been walking along the road, every time there is a family in the workshop, selling lamps, not very good, but always the first to sell out."

"She receives many letters from northern Xinjiang every year, one by one, as the best treasure, but I heard from the military that her man had died in an attack by the Hun falconryman, and the letterhead was written by a living comrade."

"When one dies, change another, and they say that a person must have hope in life."

These scattered and messy stories, but the expression of the abandoned Dao became silent and solemn, and there was a strange look in his eyes, Zhang Zuosheng heard the heavy taste, but said indifferently:

"That's why you came up with it?! It's not worth refuting! ”

He clenched the Tianwen fragment in his hand, and his qi continued, rolling like a tidal wave on the Qiantang River, and he actually gave birth to a thunderous roar, and said coldly:

"Since you're here today, let's stay here!"

"I will let you live, and when I connect the countries and Dashu is re-established, I will sacrifice you!"

Jiang Yang said calmly: "The soldiers of the Qin State are strong and strong, you are not opponents. ”

Zhang Zuosheng sneered:

"The rivers and lakes are the best checks and balances, if you don't try, how can you know?"

"What's more, there is more than Qin in the world."

A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Liqidao's mouth, and there was anger in his eyes, and Jiang Yang appeared angry for the first time, took a step forward, and said in a loud voice:

"You're so obsessed!"

Zhang Zuosheng replied angrily:

"For the country and the king, how can you ever be obsessed with not mistake?!"

"My generation of scholars cultivate themselves and govern the country together, of course, there is a wisp of heaven in the heavenly question, today I will let you see with your own eyes, what is the creation of heaven and earth!"

The qi machine was suppressed, and he was about to make a move with a cruel smile, but Jiang Yang, who had never thought that his cultivation was exhausted, took a step forward, as if he had bumped into the Tianwen qi machine, and his gray clothes were instantly stained with blood, but he didn't know how to hold up the suppression of the heavenly machine, and he was angry:

"What about the dead and wounded people?!"

"The battle of the Seven Kingdoms, the young and strong were damaged, and they have not recovered their vitality for twenty years, and we have not been able to calm down the country, and you are waiting for the war again, do you want to exhaust my Central Plains luck and fight the world's vitality clean?!"

Zhang Zuosheng was enraged because he failed to subdue Jiang Yang in an instant, and said: "But the people from the poor family don't understand grammar and law, how can they be reasonable?!" ”

"Presumptuous!!"

Jiang Yang was stained with blood, plain and gentle, but at this time, he was already angry, and his spirit was so strong that he was not inferior to Zhang Zuosheng, and said angrily: "The master once said that there is no class, you read, what kind of books do you read?!" ”

Zhang Zuosheng said coldly:

"The people can make it happen, but they can't know it, this is the Master's words!"

Jiang Yang suddenly laughed out loud and said angrily:

"The people may, let it be; No, let it be known! If it is feasible for the people to say it, let it have its own, if not, then teach it to be enlightened and make it understand the world, you walk the world, and you actually threw a subset of scriptures and history on the dog?! ”

"You said that self-cultivation and family governance of the country, but you know that there is the word world behind the family and country!"

"Seven civil strife, once led the Huns into my Central Plains, slaughtered a lot of people, and today the vitality has not recovered, you wait for this behavior, internal friction and fighting, don't you want to let the iron hoof go south, let the people of the Central Plains do their best to serve the northern crown?!"

"I, Jiang Wenyuan, would rather bear the disdain of the world, and after I die, I will be infamous for eternity, rather than do the things of your so-called loyal ministers!"

The more bold he became, Zhang Zuosheng gritted his teeth and suppressed, and said:

"It's a heavenly opportunity."

Jiang Yang's eyes wept blood, he was not afraid, and laughed:

"How can the power of heaven and earth be compared with the truth of my heart, you don't know the truth that people are superior to heaven?!"

Zhang Zuosheng felt the feeling that it was difficult to suppress the feeling that the gas engine was obviously discarded, and said:

"I'm for Your Majesty and Sheji, if you don't think Your Majesty is still as good as those mud legs?!"

Jiang Yang opened his mouth and said loudly:

"Not bad!"

"There is no class in teaching, my generation of Confucianism, I only hope that everyone in the world can read, and there is no view of the portal! I wish everyone would know the truth! ”

"I Confucianism only hope that in this world, everyone is like a dragon!"

The gas is gone, and the sound is like a bell.

Tianwen Guanghua is restrained.

In Tianjing City, there are all kinds of treasures hidden in the treasury of the imperial city, but the world's famous sword is missing a sword after all, that one is a long sword that the Confucian master walked the world thousands of years ago.

But now it is in Taixue, and it is admired by three hundred families.

On this day, the long sword suddenly cleared.

Out of the box.

In the tea shop, everyone looked up at the sudden surge of heaven and earth, and their expressions changed, but Dr. Tea couldn't go out to see, because the new tea guest called him to add water, and he had a natural good impression of knowledgeable people, so he also diligently added water.

The scribe with gray temples took a sip of tea, smiled and admired, then looked at Ye Xuan in the distance, sighed, and said:

"Reader, ......"

"Too many people in the world have read the knowledge and means of drilling camps to survive the world, but the truth of the ancestors has not been read, and they can't believe it.

When Dr. Nacha heard this, he couldn't help but say:

"Sir, that's a little unreasonable......"

Su Gu smiled and said:

"How can it not be justified? Those Confucian scholars who wore clothes in the court and impassioned themselves thought that they could help the water and fire with a clean breeze on their sleeves had no ability, they all read too many books, and read out the first-rate kung fu in the world. ”

Dr. Tea was stunned for a moment, feeling that there seemed to be some truth in this, but he forced himself to say:

In that case, there will naturally be more and more books in the next generation, is it possible that there will be no book business? Where does this make sense?"

The great debater who once crisscrossed the six countries did not speak, and muttered in a voice that he could hear: "After thinking hard for Shu first, not retreating from life and death, and failing to turn the tide, the world is settled, but he restricts himself and refuses to echo the rest of the party, and rejects the chaos, heh......"

"Rotten, rotten."

"I'd rather be humiliated when I was alive and be infamous after I die, a good scholar, a good family and a country."

Dr. Tea couldn't hear clearly, and said curiously:

"Guest?"

Su Gu came back to his senses, shook his head with a smile, and said:

"Who knows what will happen in the future, maybe."

"What the store said is indeed reasonable, although there are many people who have drilled the camp, but when there is a catastrophe in the world, it is always the scholars who stand up, asking for the life of the people and the backbone of the country, even if they die later."

"There are so many fools, after all, there is a ......"

"From generation to generation."

Dr. Tea liked this and said with a smile:

"That's right."

Su Gu muttered:

"Only drill more camps, after all, I can't read the truth under the text, I can't read the real spirit, when the time comes, no matter how many books I read, I can't call the three words of reader, and in the future life, I'm afraid that there will be more people who read like this."

He poured himself a cup of tea, looked in the direction of Yiye Xuan, then closed his eyes and said to himself:

"So it's best to be born in this era."

"At least...... And the bookseller's temperament is impressive. ”

He drank the tea, and there was a sword that broke through 30,000 miles of rivers and mountains in the Qingming of heaven and earth.

A radius of 100 miles, a radius of 1000 miles, or even 10,000 miles, there is a word that can be conveyed.

Jiang Yang held the sword, his vitality was about to disperse, but he calmed down, looking at his junior brother, just like when he had just entered the Confucian Sect, bowing his head behind the master's back to the portrait of the kind old man.

He held a sword in his right hand, an eight-sided sword, a gentleman who guarded the square and respected the Quartet, raised his left hand, and straightened his own bamboo crown, meticulously.

"I am good at nurturing my heroic spirit."

Cultivation.

Qi family.

Rule.

Flat world.

My generation of scholars, are you afraid of the world's slander?

PS: Today's update presents...... It's a huge chapter of 10,000 words, and I'm exhausted, and the big guys also know that I'm a handicap, and I've done my best.

I'm dead, almost, I'm going to have to take a leave of absence............