Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Holy Page
"But what?" Jiang Feng asked.
"Nothing." Jiang Han shook his head and said, "Don't worry, you can't become fat in one bite, we have to take our time." Tomorrow I'm going to Taixue Mansion to meet the prince, maybe I can get something. ”
Jiang Zhensheng shook his head and said, "Zhong Fujun never participates in political struggles, he won't help you." ”
Although the prince of Taixue Mansion has no official status, his status is transcendent, and his Confucian and Taoist cultivation is even more unfathomable, even the marquis Shangshu has to respect him, but the monarchs of the past dynasties have never participated in party and political struggles.
Even if Jiang Han's poetry is good, it is impossible to say that the Zhong Mansion will help the Weiguo Mansion deal with someone.
Jiang Han said: "Although the prince of the palace does not participate in the political struggle, but I give away the "Burrow Ming", he should always have some expressions, I will go to see him tomorrow." “
Jiang Feng nodded and said, "It's just right, I'm going to Taixue Academy tomorrow." ”
Jiang Zhensheng frowned and looked at him: "What are you going to do in the Taixue Mansion again?" ”
For Confucianism, it is very resistant to martial arts stepping into the Taixue Academy, Jiang Han will go, what will Jiang Feng do?
Jiang Feng raised his head and said: "Yu Yunqi and Yu Daru have taken a fancy to my talent and want to accept me as an apprentice, and tomorrow I will bring poems for him to taste." ”
“???” Jiang Zhensheng frowned, what's wrong with the Great Confucian? One after another, they want to accept Jiang Feng as an apprentice?
……
Early the next morning, Jiang Han and his eldest brother went to Taixue Mansion together, and after arriving at Taixue Mansion, the two of them first went to visit Yu Yunqi and expressed their intentions.
"The prince of the palace knows that you are here, and he likes your "Burrow Ming" very much, so let you go to the Yinyue Pavilion on the top of the back mountain to see him." Yu Yunqi glanced at Jiang Feng beside Jiang Han and said.
Jiang Han said: "Then I'll go to see Fujun first." ”
Jiang Han came to the back mountain and climbed the stairs.
At the same time, Jiang Feng looked at Zhen Yunqi and said, "Jiang brought a poem and wanted to ask Mr. to correct it." ”
Yu Yunqi smiled, if other martial artists brought the poem, he would definitely let the other party get out of here, but Jiang Feng is Jiang Han's eldest brother and the commander of Yulinwei, if he can learn Confucianism under him and become a world-famous Confucian general in the future, or even a Confucian handsome, then he will follow.
Of course, Zhen Yunqi had heard that Chu Jingzhi had taught Jiang Feng to learn Confucianism, but after a day, he collapsed and shouted: Wufu is vulgar and cannot be taught! I, Chu Jingzhi, no longer teach martial artists to learn Confucianism.
But Yu Yunqi scoffed, how difficult can it be? As for such a collapse?
I think the surname Chu has been in the Cultural Review Institute for a long time, and he has long forgotten how to teach students!
What a shame on you!
When it comes to teaching people, it depends on his Yunqi.
Yu Yunqi smiled kindly and said, "Bring the poem!" ”
……
Jiang Han climbed the steps and finally came to the top of the mountain, only to see that there was a pavilion on the top of the mountain, and there were stone chairs and tables in the pavilion.
Zhong Fujun was tall, wearing a simple and simple cloth robe, exuding a soft atmosphere, looking like a teacher in his fifties and sixties.
"Student Jiang Han, I've seen Lord Fujun." Jiang Han entered the pavilion to make a move.
At first, he thought that this prince was a majestic person, but he didn't expect that he was a gentle elder with soft eyes, as if he could see through people's hearts, but he didn't make people feel annoying.
Zhong Fujun said softly: "Jiang Han, you made the "Burrow Inscription", which is really a blessing for Confucianism and Taoism, and you gave it to the Taixue Academy, which is a great favor with the Taixue Academy. I didn't accept your article in vain, I have three treasures, you can choose one and take it away. ”
Jiang Han said: "Lord Fujun is serious, as a student of Taixuefu, it is nothing for a student to contribute an article to Taixuefu, and he does not dare to ask for any remuneration." ”
Zhong Fujun said with a smile: "It's good that you have this generous heart, but it's not so much a reward as a reward." Your article has the purpose of aspiring and clearing, it is a priceless treasure, with it, it will be much easier for the Confucian students of the Taixue Academy to break through the realm, you can choose any of these three treasures! ”
Zhongli said resolutely, and Jiang Han had no choice but to say, "Then the student is respectful and obedient." ”
Zhong Fujun stretched out his hand, and three light clusters appeared in front of him, slowly revealing the things in the light clusters.
"The first is the Demon Slashing Sword, which is forged from meteoric iron, with broken hair and cut into gold like mud. Of course, its most precious thing is that there is a trace of Haoran righteousness in the blade, with this sword in hand, ordinary demons dare not get close, if you go all out to urge the Haoran righteousness in this sword, even if it is a five-grade gentleman realm, it is difficult to resist its edge. ”
Jiang Han couldn't help but be moved, "Haoran righteousness? ”
Haoran righteousness is not an adjective, this is a kind of qi that Confucianism can really cultivate.
However, if you want to cultivate Haoran righteousness, you must have justice in your heart and write a poem that is recognized by all the saints, so there are very few Confucian scholars in the past generations who have cultivated Haoran righteousness, and it can even be described as rare.
Casting a trace of Haoran righteousness into a sword, could it be that Zhong Fujun did it?
"Don't look at me, I'm not a swordsmith, and it's difficult to integrate Haoran righteousness into a sword, which was injected by a former swordsmith when he was dying."
Zhong Fujun didn't explain too much, and pointed to the second treasure: "This is an initiation mirror, it is not used for killing, but for meditation, and it is placed indoors to shine on itself, so that it can not be disturbed by demons." ”
Jiang Han nodded, the inner demon is desire, and Confucian students will also have inner demons when they practice, and this mirror can make people not be disturbed by inner demons, and its value is extremely high.
"The last piece is called the Holy Page, there are thirty pages in total, each page can store Confucian spells on it, and when you want to use it, you can tear it off directly, even ordinary people can cast it, and the strength of the spell is related to the position of the storer. But when the thirty pages were used up, it was useless, because the number of sacred pages was limited, and Bactria only produced 100 pages a year. ”
After Zhong Fujun explained, he looked at Jiang Han with a smile: "Which one do you choose?" ”
Children make choices, adults do, of course. Jiang Han said: "I like these three things very much, can I have them?" ”
The gentle smile on Zhong Fujun's face stiffened.
"I'm kidding, I'm going to ask for this page!"
Jiang Han looked at the Holy Page, his eyes flashed, and a plan suddenly appeared in his mind, this plan would definitely succeed if it was assisted by the Holy Page!
Zhong Fujun said with a smile: "Okay! The sacred page is sent to you. ”
Jiang Han bowed and arched his hand: "Can you ask the prince to load the Confucian and Taoist spells for me?" ”
……
An hour later, Jiang Han went down the stairs to say goodbye to Yu Yunqi, and saw that there were only Yu Yunqi and a student in the Accord.
As soon as Jiang Han wanted to go in, he heard the voice of Yu Yunqi who was loveless and angry came from inside.
"Takeo, vulgar too! Vulgar too! I've never seen such a vulgar person! ”
"I'm mad at me! I'm mad at me! The old man will never teach martial artists again! ”
"Put up a sign for me outside, and from now on forbid martial artists to come in!"
Jiang Han: "......"