The carriages and horses came to the gate of Xiaoshengxian Village one after another, the curtain opened, Li Si took the lead in getting out of the car, and walked in front of Xunzi, with an attitude without a trace of respect, as if treating an ordinary person, and his tone was extremely flat.

"Teacher, you're here too."

Xun Zi didn't feel anything wrong when he arrived, stroked his beard and said, "This time the son is visiting, Lord Li has bothered more." ”

Hearing Xunzi's words, Li Si already knew clearly that the latter was not inclined to Qin.

"Li Si is a Confucian disciple in the field, you are all my fellow teachers and friends, you are the head of a hundred officials in the court, and you are not a prince and a minister in the whole world, and you are dedicated, but you are just your duty."

At this moment, Zhao Gao had already stepped out of the carriage and came to the door of the little sage village: "Lord Li only cares about the past, and does not introduce the subordinates, Mr. Xun Guo and Qilu Sanjie are famous all over the world, and Zhao Gao has long been longing." ”

Looking at Zhao Gao's unfathomable eyes, Fu Nian said in a steady tone: "The CRRC Mansion Order is overrated, and the little sage Zhuang is just a reader who doesn't hear anything outside the window, and those false names are just misinformation from the world." ”

Zhao Gao's gaze shifted from Xun Kuang's body to Fu Nian's body, his eyes narrowed, he couldn't see through any of the two people in front of him, and his cultivation was probably above him, and Confucianism was really deep enough.

"The ancient good scholars, subtle and mysterious, unrecognizable, Mr. Fu Nian is the head of Confucianism, and he can't imagine that he has won the true meaning of Taoism!"

Just as Fu Nian and Zhao Gao were testing each other, Chu Nangong of the Yin and Yang family and Gongsun Linglong of the famous family had also come to the door of the Little Sage Village.

Seeing Gongsun Linglong's fat body and the sound of stumbling, Zhang Liangqiang resisted the urge to turn his head away, so he had to nod slightly.

"His Royal Highness the prince is already at the foot of the mountain, welcome you!"

As soon as Qin Jun's words fell, there was a chaotic sound of horses' hooves from the direction of the foothills, and dust rose for a while.

Immediately after that, led by the heavily armed Qin army, two extremely luxurious carriages came to the door, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"His Royal Highness Childe has arrived!"

The carriage stopped, and Xun Kuang led the Confucian disciples to salute, but Zhang Liang hesitated.

In his heart, there is not only national hatred, but also family hatred, but reason tells him that he doesn't care, but Confucianism will definitely be implicated because of this.

In the end, reason triumphed over hatred, and he knelt on the ground with great difficulty and saluted.

The shadow guard opened the curtain of the carriage, and Fusu was the first to get out of the carriage, and Mu Qingxiao followed closely with Xiaoyi.

"The head of the little sage village is in charge, and he welcomes His Royal Highness Gongzi."

Fu Nian raised his head slightly, glanced at Fusu, and when he saw Mu Qingxiao, he hurriedly said, "Welcome to His Royal Highness the Twelve Princes." ”

At this time, Fu Nian lowered his head slightly, his eyes kept changing, Mu Qingxiao came to Songhai half a year ago, and he had heard of it.

It's just that the Twelve Princes, who have disappeared for half a year, will come to Xiaoshengxian Village with Gongzi Fusu, which surprised him.

But when his gaze fell on the luxurious long sword in Xiao Yi's hand, he froze slightly.

Qiu Li!

"Mr. Fu Nian, we have finally met." Fusu's sharp gaze fell on Fu Nian, and the assassination half a year ago came to his mind.

Hearing that there was something wrong with Fusu's tone, Fu Nian knew that the latter was suspicious, and the assassination half a year ago was related to Xiao Shengxian Zhuang.

"Childe deigns to love, I don't dare to think about it, this is my uncle, Mr. Xun Jing."

"Xun Guo greets His Royal Highness the Prince, and welcomes His Royal Highness the Twelfth Prince."

Mu Qingxiao glanced at Xun Jing, this was already the third foundation building monk he had encountered in this plane.

"Mr. Xun is old and virtuous, you don't have to be polite, please be even."

"Mr. Xie is sympathetic." Xun Jing stood up, and the moment he saw Fusu, his pupils shrank slightly, and his face quickly returned to calm.

Fusu naturally recognized Xun Quan, but he didn't expect that the last time he was saved was the famous Confucian Master Xun, according to Zhang Han's report, Xing Tianming was the rebellious leader of the Mo family wanted by the empire.

It is really unbelievable that the Confucian Xun Master and the rebellious leader of the Mo family are mixed together, could it be that the assassination of Haiyue Xiaozhu was really colluded with Confucianism?

"Mr. Xun, last time I was rescued by you and that young man, I haven't had time to thank you, and Fusu has always remembered it."

"Childe doesn't have to be too worried." Staring at Fusu, Master Xun knew very well in his heart that he was testing himself.

"By the way, where is that young man now, looking at his skills, it seems that he has a lot of origins?"

Fusu chased after him, which gave Master Xun a little headache, he naturally couldn't tell Xing Tianming's identity, even if Fusu knew, he couldn't admit it.

Otherwise, Confucianism will probably be in trouble.

"This young man is my chess friend, and he has played a game, and we only talk about chess between us, so I don't know much about his background, and I don't dare to say anything in front of my son."

Fusu stared at Master Xun tightly, seeing that his face was flat, it didn't look like he was lying at all, and it was not good to chase after him: "Pass my instructions, the little sage Zhuang Xun has a meritorious role in saving the driver, and you will be rewarded according to the laws of Daqin." ”

Immediately afterwards, Fusu looked at Mu Qingxiao and said, "This is my imperial brother, who came to Xiaoshengxian Village as a guest, I guess you won't mind, right?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of Master Xun and the others fell on the unknown twelve princes, Mu Qingxiao.

"His Royal Highness the Prince can come to the humble house, and the little sage village is shining."

Mu Qingxiao restrained his breath, he couldn't see any flaws at all, he was completely the same as Fusu, he was an ordinary person who had no cultivation, but Xiao Yi who followed behind him, not only made Fu Nian's eyes full of solemnity, but also shocked Xun Fuzi's eyes.

Accompanied by the dance of the eight hundred that represents the highest etiquette, and the treatment of the six princes and etiquette, Fusu and Mu Qingxiao slowly stepped into the small sage village.

The willows are hanging down in the wind, and the tender lotus is innumerable and small.

Stepping into the courtyard of the small sage village, the layout is neat and exquisite, worthy of the world's Confucianism, the atmosphere is thousands.

At this moment, a crane roared in the distance, and Mu Qingxiao's eyes fell on the tall tower in the distance.

"The poem says, the crane sings in Jiugao, the sound is heard in the sky, it is the voice of recruitment, if I guess correctly, this building must be a place for the wise men to gather."

Fu Nian took a step forward and said, "Childe Gaojian, that is the library of the Little Sage Village. ”

At this moment, Master Xun stepped forward and said, "Childe, Xun is old and infirm and indurable, and I ask Childe to allow me to retire first." ”

The corners of Mu Qingxiao's mouth twitched slightly, Xun Qian's age was only nearly 100 years old, and he had the cultivation of the third layer of foundation, and he even said that he was old and frail, and he was really old and refined.

Fusu turned around: "Mr. Labor is sending off, Fusu is already uneasy, Mr. Please." ”

Looking at Xun Jing and walking towards the library building, Zhao Gao's face changed slightly, he was really a difficult old guy.

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