Seeing Lin Junxuan suddenly turn around, Ji Ziyan showed a puzzled look on her face, and while taking off the long skirt on her body, Ji Ziyan said in surprise: "Why did you turn around?"

Lin Junxuan smiled bitterly when she heard this, Ji Ziyan didn't understand the world, men and women couldn't teach and accept clearly, and the truth of disrespectful disregard was not easy to explain to her. [Full text reading]

In the world that Lin Junxuan came from, there are not no women who are more open and bold than Ji Ziyan. But for Lin Junxuan, the unrestrained style is another representative of the pursuit of material enjoyment, which is completely different from the Confucian holy realm that pursues the perfection of the inner world.

Seeing thieves stealing and robbers doesn't mean that you have to learn to steal and rob. People who do wrong things never think they are wrong. Once a person has opened up dexterity and is free from barbarism, he should not return to ignorance.

Lin Junxuan read Confucian classics, cultivated the spirit of Haoran in his chest, and had already been transparent about the Confucian doctrine of recognizing people. It's just that the 'three cultivations' have already seen through the essence of Confucian mental cultivation. The so-called contact bypass. Lin Junxuan's epiphany about the dreams pursued by Confucianism. And then I understood that Confucianism advocated a lot.

People who have cultivated to a certain extent in Confucianism are called Confucians of great virtue, that is, commonly known as Confucianism, and if they take a step forward in their spiritual cultivation, they will be gentlemen. When Confucianism talks about a gentleman, it always adds the word 'sincerity' in front of the gentleman. Confucianism advocates the distinction between men and women, and disregards incivility, which is the same as Confucianism's advocacy of cultivating one's parents, which is a manifestation of the sincerity of a gentleman.

Regarding Ji Ziyan's doubts, Lin Junxuan just replied lightly: "It's nothing." You dry your clothes, and tomorrow we will go to town, and we will separate." ”

When Ji Ziyan heard this, she fell silent all of a sudden, squatting beside the bonfire, and the firelight reflected that beautiful face, looking very pitiful.

Lin Junxuan looked indifferent, sent a strange woman to the nearest city, and gave her some money, for him, he had done his best. After that, it was not within his reach.

"I'm going to hunt some rabbits," Lin Junxuan stood up, turned around and left, and after a while. Came back with three rabbits.

When roasting rabbit meat, Ji Ziyan kept looking at Lin Junxuan secretly, her eyes were full of pleading, looking pitiful, her lips moved several times, she wanted to say something, but in the end she wanted to stop talking, lowered her head, and didn't say anything. Looking at the moving face in the firelight, Lin Junxuan was also a little unbearable in his heart, but he was a principled person after all, so he still didn't change his mind.

After eating dinner and sleeping for one night, every two mornings, Lin Junxuan took Ji Ziyan to get up in the air and headed for the town closest to Langya. Around noon, a city with a surging flow of people and rows of restaurants came into view.

"Let's go," Lin Junxuan took Ji Ziyan and landed outside the city, and then walked along the post road towards the city. After passing the city gate, in a quiet corner, Lin Junxuan stopped.

"Let's break up here," Lin Junxuan took out a money bag from his arms and handed it over. He said indifferently: "Here are six taels of silver." That's enough for you to go to the carriage and get a carriage and get home!"

Ji Ziyan looked hesitant, looking at Lin Junxuan helplessly, with jade teeth like braided shells, pursing her lower lip, that pitiful appearance only made her feel that she had done a great mistake, Lin Junxuan's heart was full of unbearable, and he almost couldn't help but change his mouth and take her in, but in the end, he still held back.

"That, that...... I'm leaving!" Ji Ziyan hung her head, twisted her hands uneasily, and said in a low voice.

"Hmm," Lin Junxuan replied lightly.

Ji Ziyan's lips pursed, and after Lin Junxuan said indifferently, she didn't move, and it took five seconds before she turned around and slowly thought about the crowded street not far away.

After taking a few steps, the girl suddenly stopped again. Glancing back at Lin Junxuan, her lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, her eyes were moist, and she seemed to be about to cry.

Lin Junxuan still just stood under the house with a calm face, looking at her lightly.

'Da!' The girl finally lowered her head, step by step, and slowly disappeared into the surging flow of people. At the moment when she blended into the flow of people, Lin Junxuan suddenly felt a 'click' in her heart, she lost something, and a corner of her heart suddenly became empty. An inexplicable feeling welled up in my heart.

"Ahh

"Yin Ling'er, you want to help her, I understand. But she is not from the same world as us, and even if we take her with us temporarily, in the end, she will still return to his parents. Rather than this, it is better to let her go back earlier," Lin Junxuan sighed and said to the little snow fox at his feet.

"Woo!" the little snow fox lowered his head in frustration. It can be seen that during this time, she has fallen in love with Ji Ziyan.

"Yin Ling'er, let's go, don't you want to go and see Brother Jian?" Lin Junxuan said, and walked forward. Hearing the name of 'Brother Sword', Xiao Xuehu's eyes had some light, raised his head, followed behind Lin Junxuan, and jumped forward.

The streets of Fencheng are crowded with people, this moment. Ji Ziyan has long been gone. Lin Junxuan identified the direction and headed east. When he entered the town, he first had to buy a few sets of clothes for walking. Fang Cunzong's clothes were too obvious. Wearing the Taoist robe of the Cun Sect, it is easy to think of the disciple who covers the sky and the pine corner with his hands. In the monastic world. Lin Junxuan's name is not valuable, but the name of Songyu's disciple is very valuable, and if he shakes it outside, the good and evil masters of the brigade will look for him. All this is due to the enemies provoked by Songyu's natural strong methods, as well as the secret book in his hand that has attracted countless people to fight for.

"This young master, what do you want?" On the north side of the street, a 'Fang Tang Clothes Shop' stood at the end, and as soon as Lin Junxuan approached, a man in Tsing Yi greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Customize a few sets of clothes for me, two sets of white ones and one set of green ones," Lin Junxuan didn't bring many clothes with him, except for the Dao robe of the Fang Cun Sect, he only had this set of non-sectarian clothes on his body.

"Okay, the young master will make it for you right away. The man walked to the back of the counter and whispered a few words to the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper immediately looked at it. glanced at Lin Junxuan, and immediately walked over with a smile on his face.

"This lord is graceful, even the ancient son of Fencheng can't compare with you, at a glance, you are either rich or noble. The young master's arrival in our store really makes Peng Shen shine. The small shop is not well entertained. Also look at Haihan. The old shopkeeper arched his hand and said with a smile on his face.

When Lin Junxuan heard this, he knew that he thought he was the son of a powerful man, and smiled indifferently. Lin Junxuan said: "The shopkeeper is polite. ”

Lin Junxuan's unpredictable appearance made the shopkeeper more convinced that this was a powerful minister. The world has been in turmoil for 300 years, and the Hongji Dynasty has been established, and the world is still relatively poor. Today's princes and princes are completely inferior to the Yu Dynasty. Although there are some rich people in the world. But no matter how much wealth you have, you can't compare to the official master. Wealthy businessmen can be offended, but officials and lords can't afford to offend, especially the powerful. The old shopkeeper knows a wide range of people and has seen many powerful people in Fencheng in the past. These people can't look at their clothes, they can only look at their bearing. People who have been in high positions for a long time only have a bearing that ordinary people do not have, and ordinary people can't see it, but the old shopkeeper can see it at a glance.

Although the young man in front of him was just standing at random, his bearing was not comparable to that of an ordinary magnate. If it is peaceful today, it is really Wenchen who wins the world. When today's son reuses Wenchen, even ordinary people know that the reason why Ziyi Hou is reused is precisely because he is a master of science and science.

The old shopkeeper has also received a lot of ministers, but those people have lost a momentum compared to the young man in front of him. Compared with this young man, the famous Confucian in Fencheng has become an ordinary scholar, which is a very strange feeling. The old shopkeeper didn't dare to slack off.

"Young master, wait a minute, I'll ask someone to measure the clothes right away!" The old shopkeeper turned around and beckoned, and said loudly: "Old Ma, come over and measure this son's clothes!"

"Shopkeeper, here," said a hunchbacked old man, who looked up and walked briskly.

This Tang clothing store is quite famous in Fencheng. Many well-dressed wealthy sons come here to tailor their clothes. It's a crowded time in the store. Among them are some rich boys. At first glance, I saw the most famous old tailor in the clothing store running over to cut clothes for others. Suddenly, someone was furious. However, just as he was about to speak, he caught a glimpse of the young man standing by the door, and all the curses were swallowed back at once. That boy brother has also seen some of the world, and like the old shopkeeper, he was suddenly calmed by the kind of bearing that Lin Junxuan naturally revealed, swallowed his saliva, didn't say anything, and walked out. Seeing this, several gorgeously dressed sons glared at Lin Junxuan fiercely and followed out.

"Big brother, what's the matter, why don't you teach him a lesson. This Fencheng, as long as we cut the line, when will it be the turn of a hairy boy to cut into our team?" A boy immediately shouted.

"You know what? My dad told me. Whatever I do in Fencheng, but my eyes must be bright, and some people must not be provoked. Don't look at that kid's age, but even if my dad sees him, he has to bow his head," the boy hated that iron could not be made of steel.

"Is it so powerful?" said the son-in-law's eyes widened.

The leader rolled his eyes, not bothering to pay attention to him. Flick your sleeves. And he went out.

The efficiency of the clothing store was very fast, measuring, cutting, and making clothes, and after a while, a few pieces of clothes that were completely in accordance with Lin Junxuan's requirements were placed on the counter. These clothes are all made of good textured fabrics, and the surface is silky and smooth.

"How much?" Lin Junxuan took the clothes. Touched it. Asked.

"Two taels of silver," the old shopkeeper didn't dare to overcharge, quoted a real price, and then raised his head, a little worried.

"This is three taels of silver, give!" Lin Junxuan didn't want to take advantage of others, so he took out a few large pieces of broken silver from his arms and put them on the counter, and turned around.