Chapter 47: There Are Three Kinds of Love

He then took a sip of tea and continued: "Later, they made a deal and spared everyone's lives, so Yang Cang volunteered to go with the powerhouse of the Divine Dragon Palace, otherwise if they wanted to catch Yang Cang, how could it be!"

"Yang Cang is really heroic and heroic. The guy next to him gave a thumbs up and exclaimed.

Let all be peaced.

At this time, a person looked at the side of the road and sighed: "It's them today, it's us tomorrow!"

In an instant, the atmosphere changed, and they stopped talking, and looked at the homeless people on the street.

Yang Xiaotian looked at the people on the street, there were many old people and children, looking haggard, maybe he was tired of walking, so he simply sat on the side of the street, and there was a five or six-year-old child who kept crying: "Grandpa, I'm so hungry!"

The helpless eyes of the old man made him have to put down his dignity and stretch out his hands. The eyes were full of tears, flickering, yesterday they were still a family, living happily, their son and daughter-in-law were killed by the army of the Lan Soul Empire, and they had to embark on this escape road.

Yang Xiaotian saw it, tears rolled in his eyes, these are people who have lived in the same city with him for twelve years, and now they have ended up like this, and then thinking that his father and grandfather are missing, his heart is even heavier.

He slowly stood up, picked up the small food on the table, and walked towards the old man and the child.

"Little brother, eat this. Yang Xiaotian said.

"Thank you, brother!" the child took the food Yang Xiaotian took and devoured it.

Seeing this, the other children next to him also gathered around, competing for the small food on the plate, and in an instant, there was no food on the plate, so he walked to the table again, trying to bring the remaining two plates.

At this time, Lan Ze suddenly said: "There are so many people in exile in Qingnan City, how much can you save with the food on this small table?"

Yang Xiaotian stopped his hand and stared at Elder Lan Ze, as if he was a child who had done something wrong.

"You save today, what will they do tomorrow, as long as the country does not have a strong army to protect these people, slowly this city will also be captured, and many other cities in the Wuyue Empire will be captured, by that time, there will be more than 10 million people who have escaped into exile, how many of them are children, they have lost their parents, lost their relatives and become orphans, the one just now has a grandfather to rely on, and how many children will starve to death and die of illness, you give them food today is just a little love. Lan Ze's eyes stared at Yang Xiaotian, and there was a glint in his eyes.

"Then what is great love?" Yang Xiaotian asked.

"There are three kinds of love, small love is charity, after today does not know tomorrow; middle love is to teach skills so that they themselves have the ability to make a living, the so-called teaching people to fish is not as good as teaching people to fish, this is the truth; there is also a great love, that is, to protect the family and defend the country, not to let the people go into exile, this is the great love! Your father is such a person with great love. Lan Ze said seriously.

Yang Xiaotian fell into deep thought, indeed, today they got food, maybe tomorrow they will sit here again, hoping to get other people's alms again, develop the habit of begging, today and tomorrow, tomorrow is so much, so that they will completely become a beggar. What is the difference between living in the shadow of losing one's father and burying oneself in the agony of orphans, and those who are willing to become beggars and unwilling to change?

Yang Xiaotian gradually sat down, and after a long time, his face began to return to his former expression, and his eyes flashed with a fine light, and said, "Thank you, teacher, for solving your doubts, the disciple must work hard to cultivate and become a strong man." ”

Lan Ze smiled, continued to drink the tea in the bowl, his eyes flashed, looking into the distance, this son has a firm mind, attaches great importance to love and righteousness, and has a very high understanding, given time, he will definitely become a strong man.

All of them rested in the city for a day and began their journey back to Kyoto. Along the way, Hanshan did not choose to rest at the post station, but found an inn to spend the night.

This is the first time Yang Xiaotian and they have gone out to other cities, and the novelty along the way makes them seem to forget the pain of the dead city, especially when Feng Yu sees this, he wants to ask, and when he sees that, he wants to look for it, and he has to walk for fifteen days to arrive. The elders were not in a hurry, after all, it was still some time before they left school.

As soon as they stepped into the imperial capital, everyone was about to go their separate ways, because the four academies were located in the southeast, northwest and northwest directions of the imperial capital, and the imperial palace was in the easterly direction, so the main secretary Hanshan and Elder Han Qianmo took Feng Lin and Mu Xifeng and Mu Xipu to the east road, Elder Lin Aoshuang took Lei Shan and Lei Shui to the west road, and Elder Shan Bai took Wang Zhanyuan and Bai Xuan to the north.

At the time of separation, Han Shan said to everyone: "Your martial arts life is still a blank sheet of paper, what kind of person you want to become in the future, you will paint on this paper, but I want to tell you, you only have this piece of paper, if it is damaged, there will be no more, please cherish the present and live in the present." ”

After speaking, he looked at Yang Xiaotian and said, "Don't live up to your father's high expectations." ”

Yang Xiaotian's words rose in his mind again, increasing his experience, summarizing experience, and seriously reflecting. Saving, he stroked the storage ring repeatedly with his hand, this is the only relic left by his father, an empty storage ring, this is a kind of sustenance and an expectation, maybe his father just hopes that he will experience the martial arts world in person, only his own experience, summary, reflection, and then store what he has obtained, he believes that one day, the storage ring and his martial arts strength, as well as the experience in his brain will be filled, and his father may be relieved at that time.

Yang Xiaotian nodded heavily at Han Shan.

In the end, Lan Ze took Yang Xiaotian, Qiye and Feng Yu to Nancheng Academy.

"The road in the imperial capital is really wide! There are many people and cars. Feng Yu said with a loud sigh.

Lan Ze smiled and said nothing, and continued to walk forward.

"Okay, sister, look at everyone's eyes. Yang Xiaotian pulled the seal and said.

Only then did Feng Yu notice that there were more than a dozen people around him looking at him like monsters, so he also shut up and followed Lan Ze towards Nancheng Academy.

I walked for about an hour.

"The academy has arrived, and the door we just entered is the south gate, which is the closest to our academy. Lan Ze let out a long breath, as if he had unloaded a heavy burden, and pointed to the mountain in front of him and said.

Everyone looked up, and the entire academy spread from the top of the hill to the bottom of the mountain, and houses of all sizes were scattered everywhere, among which there were two relatively tall towers, one of which was emitting blue smoke upwards.