I didn't know what Master Song was going to do, so I didn't come out of the back room for half a day. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info not coming from the inside of some noise, as if rummaging through the cabinet to find something.

Xu Feng had a needle stuck in his buttocks, swaying back and forth on the Taishi chair, and wanted to get up and go, getting rid of this boring study house and this boring argument.

Xiaoying smiled, revealing two good-looking pear nests, and said, "Xu Dacai, please drink tea!"

Xu Feng knew that she was teasing, so he glanced at her angrily, picked up the teacup, and poured it clean.

Xiaoying lifted the teapot, moved the lotus step lightly, poured it again, and said, "Dacai, please drink tea." ”

Xu Feng said: "These things are all caused by you, if it weren't for your boring test of these things! ”

Xiaoying sat back, still smiling on her face. But I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart: I'm bored, I'm bored! If you don't come back for two years, what kind of female apprentices do you accept, and let me be alone on this mountain, can I not be bored!

Xu Feng was really a little anxious at this time, stretched out his leg and kicked Li Ke, pointed to the ground, and motioned for him to stay.

Without waiting for Li Ke to react, he had already come to Xiaoying, ready to pull Xiaoying and leave.

The two were childhood sweethearts, and they had held hands countless times since they were children, although they didn't make anything clear, they knew each other two years ago.

Xu Feng went to pull Xiaoying's sleeve, but he didn't expect Xiaoying to dodge, but he pulled it empty.

Now Xu Feng understood, and was about to speak, but he heard Song Fuzi say loudly: "Found it, finally found it......"

Master Song turned out, holding a square brocade box in his hand, resting lightly on the table, then sat down again, looked into Xu Feng's eyes, and said, "Ah Feng, let me ask you, are you sure!"

Xu Feng was stunned suddenly, and he didn't understand why Master Song suddenly asked such a clueless sentence. And then it came to mind right away.

"Master, don't worry, you will succeed!"

"Okay, I have the courage of the old man!" said Master Song happily.

Then he glanced at Xiaoying and Li Ke, turned gloomy again, and said slowly: "It's a pity that the bad habits of officialdom, Chen Chen Xiangyin, a person, even if he has talents, if he is unwilling to bow to these bad habits, I am afraid he will have no chance." ”

This is the emotion of the master when he looks back on his past.

Although the master did not take the high school Tsing Yi test back then, he still has no regrets to this day. He Song Gangjian is such a person.

If he does a little evil, he will have the opportunity to do a great good, and he would rather not do a great good than do this little evil. Right is right, wrong is wrong, good is good, evil is evil. If it is evil, it cannot be done, even if the purpose is good.

Similarly, if Kuang supports the world, he needs to be bribed and clinging against his will, he Song Gangjian would rather hide in the small Hengshui and teach for a lifetime than bend his waist to serve the powerful.

Today, that belief remains unchanged. It's just that he likes Xu Feng too much, and he likes Xu Feng's high spirits when he argues and explains, as if Xu Feng is himself decades ago, and he came to the crossroads of Tsing Yi again.

He wanted to make a different choice for himself.

Song Fuzi was silent for a moment, then opened the brocade box, his hands as if he were afraid of being contaminated with something, and left immediately after opening the brocade box.

To do such a thing is really against his ideals, but he just wants to do it.

"This is an inkstone, a precious inkstone produced in Baishi City. Song Fuzi said slowly, unconsciously, the elated atmosphere just now was completely gone, and an inexplicable sense of tragedy rose in Song Fuzi's tall body.

Xu Feng knew that the old man opposite was going through a painful choice. Didn't bother, just listened quietly.

"Back then, I was in Yingdu to take the Tsing Yi exam, and I lived in a Taoist hall, and the Taoist chief of Guanli happened to look through several of my books, and I was shocked for a while. ”

"Daoguan always has an inextricable relationship with the magnates in Beijing, and some of my writings and thoughts have been transmitted to the ears of a current imperial historian through the Taoist chief. ”

"That imperial historian is also a Qing official, he took a fancy to my talent, and he inquired about me in all directions to pave the way for my Tsing Yi trial. However, in the end, because he couldn't come up with so much money, he finally failed to return to his hometown. It's just that before I came back, Yushi gave me this inkstone and encouraged me to take the exam again next year. ”

After a moment of silence, Master Song continued.

"Later, the Tuo Taiyi Daoist inquired a few times in Yingdu, and the imperial historian was loyal and straightforward because of one thing, which angered Her Royal Highness the princess and was beheaded by the whole family! ”

After Song Fuzi finished talking about the origin of the inkstone, he raised his head and looked at Xu Feng, his eyes calm and profound.

"Xu Feng, you're not me. We are different, there are some things that I can't do, but you can. Master Song paused and continued: "You take the inkstone, when you arrive in Yingdu, find a good way to send it up, don't let down Lord Yushi, live up to my fist heart." ”

The square inkstone is round in the sky, and there are carved pools, lotus flowers, and even a few koi fish wandering under the lotus leaves. When the box is opened, a fresh fragrance fills the room, bringing a calming and elegant meaning, as if the whole study room is instantly quiet.

Xu Feng's mind moved slightly, and the inkstone actually gave birth to an induction. Several carved very delicate and small koi fish swayed slightly, as if they came to life in an instant.

This is not an ordinary inkstone, I am afraid that it is cast from a spirit-level magic weapon. The fact that a first-class ritual vessel among practitioners actually destroyed the inkstone used to cast a piece of calligraphy and writing, which shows the taste and attitude of the person who uses the inkstone.

Could it be that this is also a hint and exhortation from Master Song to himself, to give up his cultivation and take the path of Zhongyitang.

Xu Feng was silent for a long time.

said almost the same thing as Master Song: "I am not a master." We are different, there are some things that the Master can do, but I can't. ”

Xu Feng took the inkstone in his hand, and then said calmly: "Saving the country and saving the people, that is the matter of heroes and heroes, and it is the affairs of the unparalleled national soldiers, I, Xu Feng, am not a hero, nor a national soldier." I just want to save myself, save you, save Xiaoying, and save Hengshui. ”

Master Song stared at Xu Feng for a long time, as if he wanted to remember his expression at the moment, and finally sighed lightly and said, "I understand." ”

Master Song is tall, with a gray beard and a dignified face, and at a glance, he knows that he is an elder who stresses virtue and respects. At this moment, he slowly left his chair and stood up, with a sadness and relief on his face.

Song Xiaoying suddenly found that her father's tall figure seemed to have become much shorter, and his straight back seemed to be a little hunched, and she couldn't help but feel gloomy.

The disciple who is most proud of himself, the disciple who is most likely to realize his wish back then, has chosen another path, this path may be Tiance Mansion, or even more likely to be Taixu Palace, but it doesn't matter, it's not Zhongyi Hall anyway.

But this is just a choice for Xu Feng, everyone has their own ambitions, there is no need to force it, this Master Song understands better than anyone else.

It's just that Xu Feng's impassioned argument made Song Fuzi more sure of what he had always known - this world, the empire he wholeheartedly maintained, this kind of order, is collapsing little by little.

The pure benevolence and pure virtue that I have insisted on all my life may not occupy half of the seats in that bustling Beijing Division.

Even himself, he found the inkstone that he had forgotten for a long time, trying to join in the hustle and bustle.

This is a time when benevolence and righteousness are degraded, and trickery is rampant. This is a time when etiquette is broken. Maybe Xu Feng is right, in the rolling torrent, no one can save the world. So, save yourself first.

This is an ideal death, a kind of disillusionment in life.

Xu Feng was very emotional and moved, and said calmly: "I accepted the inkstone for my master." ”

Now that it's taken out, it's useless. Master Song waved his hand and turned away, leaving the three of them sitting in the study with each other looking at each other.