Chapter 7: On the Importance of Virtuous Internal Help

There were a lot of people outside the building, and Lu Xing and others felt noisy outside the house with better sound insulation.

"What happened? Let's check it out. Lu Xing was the first to walk out of the house, and at this moment, many people drinking in the building walked out of the door.

Above the sky, a scroll that covers the sky and the sun is opened, in which the brush and ink are flowing and the clouds and water, there is the posture of painting a dragon.

From Lu Xing's perspective at the moment, he can only see the word "Wendao" as far as the eye can see.

"This is the Confucian Tianpu Liuling, the text is written in ink, and the length and width of the volume are several miles, which is used to inform the world." Liu Danyang explained.

Chu Chu pouted: "The prince doesn't have to care, these rotten Confucians who dance and write love to show off." ”

Lu Xing watched it with relish, the handwriting in the scroll was at the level of a grandmaster, and this posture that covered the sky and the sun, even if it was an embroidered pillow, was fascinating.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" The horse's hooves clicked, running all the way from the east of the city to the west of the city. The person on the horse, holding the pen and ink in one hand and the reins in the other, looked up at the big characters in the sky, and wrote the words he saw in the palm of his hand every time he crossed a road.

To memorize the pen and ink in the entire Tianpu Liuling, a total of eight horsemen need to be dispatched, two each in the southeast, northwest and northwest, and the speed of the spark can be as fast as a spark to memorize the words before the Tianpu Liuling dissipates.

After waiting, Lu Xing asked Liu Danyang to find a set of pen and ink and copied the word "Wendao" in the sky.

At the beginning of the year, Lu Xing was a little happy, and the pause of the pen was just right.

In the second cross, Lu Xing obviously felt that the ink in his hand was a little heavier, and it was heavy and difficult to drag.

On the third stroke, cold sweat broke out on Lu Xing's forehead, and the pen in his hand became more and more difficult to control, and even the slightest movement was extremely exhausting.

At the end, Lu Xing's vacant left hand was propped up on the table, sweating all over, if it weren't for the double cultivation with Xiao Yu yesterday that made him replenish his qi and blood, I am afraid that he would not even have the strength to hold the pen.

"Bang!" The pen barrel broke in response, and Lu Xing almost didn't stand still. Seeing this, Liu Danyang hurriedly stepped forward to support Lu Xing, but he never thought that Lu Xing's body was extremely heavy, and he leaned against the wall to support Lu Xing, and half of his body was attached to Lu Xing.

Liu Danyang is not a vase, she practices Gu arts, and she can carry a hundred catties with one hand. Lu Xing's weight at the moment is probably no less than five hundred catties, but this is not the weight of his physical body, but the weight of his temperament.

Chu Chu fell his gaze on the paper on the table, and the word "Wen" was shining with golden light, as if there were meridians and blood passing through, as if he was trying to detach himself from the paper.

"I didn't expect that the prince had such a talent in cultivating Confucianism. A text, compared to the Great Grandmaster, is only slightly inferior. “

"Childe, you're holding me." Liu Danyang was a little depressed, and half of her chest was pressed by Lu Xing's shoulder, which made her breathless.

Lu Xing realized that after writing a word "Wen", he suddenly fell into the gentle township, especially his left arm, and from time to time there was a soft touch.

Originally...... Lu Xing accompanied the smiling face, taking advantage of others, so he was embarrassed to call Aunt Liu again.

"Liu, Danyang, thank you so much."

Liu Danyang also blushed, but when he saw Lu Xing's ashamed look, he felt a little more happy in his heart: "If the son doesn't know how to call me, call me Dan'er." The word "Dan'er" was said very quietly, and Lu Xing also heard it in both ears.

In the far sky, a white-clothed master stood on the clouds.

"Someone is copying my handwriting?" Chu Xiuming frowned slightly: "I am less than ten miles away from Jiacheng, even ordinary gentlemen can't carry my literary luck to the pen." ”

Chu Xiuming's heart moved, this literary score Liuling has already opened the book for dozens of breaths, so he will accept it, and he will also burn the pen and ink of the person who imitates it.

The literary spectrum in the sky slowly dissipated, but the imitation of the word did not move for a long time. Chu Xiuming strengthened his control over Haoran Qi, but the next moment his face changed slightly.

"Who can cut off the connection between me and Haoran Qi!"

In the folded literary spectrum Liuling, the word "Wen" in it has lost a bit of charm.

Chu Xiuming was puzzled, it stands to reason that his use of Wenpu Liuling in Jiacheng is a matter within the rules, and the people of Longhu Mountain will definitely not intervene, so which master can block his means.

Puzzled, Chu Xiuming became a little interested in the person who copied his handwriting, just Jia Cheng, who could it be?

At this moment, on the third floor of Nanxuan, Chu Chu sneered in his heart.

There are five realms under Confucianism, which are divided into scholars, gentlemen, sages, great Confucians, and Wendao. Chu Xiuming is only in the realm of a sage, not as good as an old man, how can he say that the treasures left by the prince with great effort can be destroyed.

After a cup of tea, a small official of the government came to the official road with a piece of cloth. There are eight official roads in Jiacheng, and it is usually four small officials who hurriedly finish talking about this place, and then rush to another place.

"Twenty miles north of the city, the ruins of Wendao, I live in the sage, the ruins will be opened in three days, if the four seas are due to the Wendao, you can rush to come, I choose ten people, and bring ten disciples of Yingtian Academy, a total of twenty people, with the ruins. - Sage Chu Xiuming. ”

The crowd of onlookers seemed to have exploded, and the boiling noise resounded throughout Jiacheng.

"It is said that it has been twenty years since the relics of Wendao appeared in Youzhou, and the world said that Yingtian Academy had exhausted its literary fortune, and I didn't expect to bump into it today!"

"What are you waiting for, I have to go and inform the children in the family as soon as possible, if one person can enter the ruins, he will enter the court as an official in the future, let alone a third-grade master."

"I have been in the cold for ten years, and this time I traveled to Jiacheng, and I really encountered an opportunity that I have not met for 20 years. Heaven and destiny! ”

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"Three days later?" Chu Chu pursed his lips and chuckled: "It is said that he is a sage, but in the end he is still a poor and sour scholar." ”

"In three days, it is a red rabbit that travels thousands of miles a day, and it is only 1,500 miles back and forth. If there is a little more delay in the middle, the distance will be closer. The so-called four seas, in fact, are only thousands of miles, I am afraid that it is the disciples of Yingtian Academy who will benefit in the end. “

Lu Xing understood what he heard, but curiosity rose in his heart, and he always felt that Chu Chu had a great opinion of Confucianism.

"Did the third uncle have a conflict with Confucianism? Either poor or corrupt, they can't listen to a good word. ”

Chu Chu's face was stunned, and his eyebrows raised slightly: "Why did the prince say this, it's just that everything is true." ”

"Giggle......" Liu Danyang covered his mouth and smiled: "Hasn't the prince heard of Lord Chu's romantic past, you must know that Xuejin City is passed down by word of mouth, and all novels often take this as a classic." ”

"Liu Danyang!" Chu Chu is angry, why does the old man always meet a woman who bites back. Looking at Lu Xing's face, it was not easy to reprimand, so he had to say heavily: "When I am not there, I will say whatever I say." Anyway, don't-"

"Well, I'll go look for a drink." Chu Chu had a dark face, and at the moment he just wanted to smell the mellow smell of wine.

For a while, only Liu Danyang and Lu Xing were left in the compartment.

"Childe, do you want to listen to Lord Chu's past?" Liu Danyang smiled calmly, and the peach blossom eye bags were full of style.

Lu Xing silently drank all the tea in the cup and swallowed the full mouthful: "Dan'er, pull the bandeau higher." I have some ......" The rest of the words are a little unspeakable, and I just passed the smoke and rain last night, and my body is slightly unwell.

"If the son is ......" Liu Danyang lowered his eyelashes slightly, his peach eyes waved, his left hand pressed the neckline, and said softly: "Later, I will find an altar of medicinal wine for my son, and the peach blossoms are brewed, and they are all precious foundations." ”

Tiger whip, snake gall? Lu Xing hurriedly suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, everything and what, this son lasted very long.

"Cough, cough," Lu Xing's face was a lot more serious: "Speaking of business, you specially thought of supporting the third uncle, what is the matter?" Don't tell me what to say, you should know that's not what I want to hear. ”

Liu Danyang has opened a restaurant for more than ten years, and he has developed an unbearable ability to observe words and expressions early, and he is about to hide his charm.

"Young Prince, it's not that I want to hide it from Lord Chu, but I just don't want the elders to know too soon."

"What's more, if Lord Chu really wants to stay, I will still report to Gongzi."

Seeing that Lu Xing's expression was not displeased, Liu Danyang continued: "Childe, do you remember the two secret reports I said earlier? ”

"Chu Xiuming?" Lu Xing shook his head slightly, and then said, "No, it should be that there are traces of red-armored cavalry outside the city." ”

"Exactly, in fact, this is not the first time Qi Mu has appeared in Jia City."

With his gaze solemn, Liu Danyang said in a deep voice: "A month ago, two days before Sun Qi's death, twenty miles outside the northern suburbs of the city, a woodcutter who went up the mountain to chop wood saw hundreds of red-armored cavalry passing by. ”

"It's just that this matter is quite strange, and when I went to check it out in person, there was not a trace of iron riding in the mountains and forests."

"Everyone in the world knows that Qi Mu is brutal, and the dark line I was responsible for was in a state of silence at that time, and I didn't dare to track it down without authorization, so I stopped it."

"Because of this, the matter was not recorded in the file."

Twenty miles north of the city? Lu Xing frowned, the Wendao ruins mentioned in the Wenpu Liuling are also twenty miles north of the city, could it be that there is a connection between the two.

"Also, there's one thing that's very strange."

Liu Danyang frowned slightly. Speak out about the confusion buried in your heart.

"Gongzi once said that Sun Qi remembered the grace of the prince to retreat, so he came to Longhu Mountain to invite Gongzi to participate in the crown ceremony."

"Since it's an invitation, then one person is sent, why do you want to go out so far when the crown ceremony is imminent?"

"Even when you go out, you should also bring a courtesy. Instead of bringing more than a dozen martial artists from the Vajra Realm, three martial artists from the Mountain Realm, and a Confucian master to go out of this faraway door, among the rest of the ordinary people who accompanied him, two were businessmen who traveled from various places, and three were warlocks who surveyed Feng Shui. ”

"Excuse me, Childe, what would happen if you were Sun Qi?"

Lu Xing frowned and thought about it, and the thoughts in his heart were a lot smoother for a while.

"As you said, Sun Qi didn't leave the Northland to invite me, but for another purpose. It's just that there was an unexpected change in the process, and he died in another country. ”

Twenty miles north of the city, the remains of Wendao, twenty miles of red-armored iron horses...... Lu Xing suddenly understood: "It stands to reason that if there are relics of Wendao in the world, the first person to know should be Yingtian Academy, but even the sages of Yingtian Academy only arrived in Jiacheng today, and this Qi Mu is active all year round Yangjin Erzhou, but he can arrive in Jiacheng at the same time as Chu Xiuming." This is strange! ”

What Gongzi said is true, Sun Qi's death has not yet been revealed. And if we want to know whether Qi Mu is the real murderer of Sun Qi, we only need to find Qi Mu and confess to him the identity of the son, and we can find out the truth. ”

Looking at the tea residue sinking to the bottom of the cup, Lu Xing's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"King Ran is ambitious, and his son Qi Mu's ambition is even more than a hundred times greater. If Sun Qi is really killed by him, he only needs to kill one more person, and he can make the world chaotic, so as to compete for the world with a group of heroes. ”

"And what Qi Mu wants to kill the most is you, Childe!" Liu Danyang raised the corners of his lips lightly, and his green voice was like a song.

The window paper rises in the wind, and the sunlight passes through the tiled house, and I don't know where to go.

"Dan'er, come here." Lu Xing looked at Liu Danyang, only to feel that the more he watched it, the more he liked it, and he couldn't wait to take a sip.

Liu Danyang blinked, wiped his lips with his fragrant tongue, and pretended to be ignorant: "Childe......"

Lu Xing waved his hand, took Liu Danyang into his arms, and laughed loudly: "The third uncle told me to let you be my personal maid." ”

"This son has Liu Danyang, just like Han Gaozu has Lu Pheasant, the luck of this life!"

Liu Danyang's face was full of peach blossoms, like a bewitching fox with his tail clamped, running into the collar of Lu Xing.

The shawl on the shoulders fell, half a foot of jade bone, the skin was like clotted fat, and the buds were waiting to be picked......