The bridge hole is still the same bridge hole.

But the wounds on Ying Wuji's body have disappeared, and the feeling of anger in his chest has long been gone.

Li Caitan looked at Ying Wuji in disbelief: "How did you know it was mine?" ”

Ying Wuji stood up and cut out: "It smells like a toilet!" ”

Li Caitan: "??? ”

The mood gauge skyrocketed again, but this time it only rose by less than eighty, and it fell quickly.

Ying Wuji glanced at her curiously, this person is playing so openly, but he doesn't mind others calling her a toilet, isn't this a good place? It's also wonderful......

He snorted coldly: "Looking at the content of the illusion, you should know my situation very well, so you should also know what it means to put me in danger with the illusion." I have people from the royal family around me to protect me, aren't you afraid of death? ”

"Of course not!"

Li Caitan chuckled: "Because that person knows that I don't want to kill you, I just want to sleep with you, otherwise he would have made a move a long time ago." ”

The corners of Ying Wuji's mouth twitched: "You are really dirty and cheap!" ”

Li Caitan was not so angry this time, but licked his lips and smiled: "Childe, you will fulfill my wish!" I heard the entourage at the time say, your body is quite talented, I have long wanted to taste it, you don't have to worry about Wu Thant knowing, I won't tell him......"

"Fuck off! Disgusting! ”

Ying Wuji kicked over.

Li Caitan didn't expect him to kick so simply, and he was kicked directly into the river by surprise.

She was numb, although it didn't hurt at all to kick, but her whole body was soaked like a chicken in soup, how could there be a little ambiguous atmosphere?

"Ying Wuji! Are you sick, don't you want to send it to your door? ”

"Dirty!"

"You stayed in the Qinglou for three days and three nights, and you think I'm dirty?"

“……”

Ying Wuji choked for a moment, this was really a little irrefutable, so he could only spit on it: "Lao Tzu believes in love now." ”

Li Caitan: "......"

She wanted to say something, but Ying Wuji was already far away.

Although the water in the river is not dirty, there is also a lot of aquatic plants and sludge, which makes her extremely annoyed.

But the anger lingered on her face for a moment, and then a faint sly smile appeared.

She rolled ashore and stirred up the scorching true qi, and in the blink of an eye she steamed a pair dry.

"Tsk! The Ji family's Agni True Qi is really easy to use. It's really difficult to get this Ying Wuji, otherwise it will be even more profitable to receive a copy ......of the Ying family's original true qi."

She shook her head, climbed up the river, and got into her own carriage.

The coachman was a middle-aged man with a wooden expression, and when she got into the car, he asked in a low voice, "Is it done?" ”

When he spoke, he didn't move any muscle in his face except for his lips, and he looked extremely weird.

Li Caitan pulled off the weeds brought out of the river from his hair, and smiled proudly: "Of course it's done!" ”

The coachman asked, "You won't leave a handle, will you?" ”

"Don't worry!"

Li Caitan waved his hand impatiently: "Even if someone finds out, I will seduce him to sleep, it's normal to seduce others to sleep and use illusions, right?" If it really doesn't work, I'll just move out the mixed yuan true qi, it's not a secret anyway. ”

The coachman asked again, "Are you sure the demon seed has been planted?" ”

Li Caitan was a little angry: "Can you not talk so much?" Who can guarantee that their demon seed will be planted? I can only say that I am ninety percent sure, as long as he is Yingwuji, it is impossible not to be untouched by the scene in the environment, and being regarded as an outcast by King Qianwang is his death hole!

Don't worry, when Ying Wuji is established as the prince, Ying Wuji will become our one of our teachers!

When the time comes, arrange him under me, and I'm going to decide the origin of the Ying family! ”

"I hope so!"

After saying this, as soon as the coachman's eyes were closed, it was as if he had suddenly fallen asleep, his head suddenly fell down, and he woke up suddenly, and looked at Li Caitan curiously: "Miss, when did you come back?" ”

In just one sleep, he seemed to be a different person.

Li Caitan pursed his lips: "Why are you running so fast?" ”

The driver wondered: "What is running so fast?" ”

Li Caitan waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, let's go home!" ”

The coachman nodded: "Hey! ”

……

Ying Wuji got on the road and rushed to the place where the carriage had stopped just now, constantly reviewing the situation just now.

It is undeniable that Li Caitan's illusion is very strong, and there is no flaw in his five senses at all.

If you can't see the emotional groove, after the emotions are instigated, it is very likely that you will not be able to find the bug that you can't break the prison, and then she will play with her emotions wantonly, and finally he will steal the original true qi of the Ying family.

However, after going around in such a big circle, she just wants the Origin True Qi?

Thinking from the starting point of mixing the true qi of the yuan, there is really nothing wrong with doing this, after all, he is the concubine of the royal family of Daqian, no matter how he cultivates, there must be a lot of imperial qi contaminated, and it will be of great benefit if it is fused.

But if she really coveted this true qi origin so much, she should have stolen it when she was in the Qinglou a month ago, after all, she looked quite good, even if she was not beautiful, she was much stronger than ordinary Oiran.

So...... Does he have another purpose?

Wait a minute!

The content of this fantasy seems to be highly connected with the plot in the Qianguo Embassy a few days ago, so there are their traitors in the Qianguo Embassy, or did they inquire about it through other means?

For a while, Ying Wuji was a little puzzled.

After thinking about it, he had already rushed to the position of the carriage, and the coachman should have been knocked unconscious, and he had not woken up yet.

He shook his head, and could only carry the driver into the carriage and prepare to drive home by himself.

But I never thought that there was another person in the carriage.

"Witch Maiden, why are you here?"

Ying Wuji was shocked, he never thought that he would actually see Wu Shuangxu here.

Wu Shuangxu's expression was a little solemn: "Childe, you and Li Caitan ended so soon?" ”

Ying Wuji: "??? ”

He frowned slightly, understood a lot of things in an instant, and his face was a little unsightly: "You know what happened just now?" ”

"Yes!"

"Then what Li Caitan's intentions are for me, do you know?"

"Yes!"

She answered with sincerity.

But the more sincere she is, the more unhappy Ying Wuji becomes: "Since you know, why don't you stop her?" ”

Wu Shuangxu replied, "Because I can't beat her!" She has already broken through the fetal transformation realm, and she is suspected of being a three-grade spirit fetus! ”

Ying Wuji: "......"

Mader!

Why do you feel that the three-grade spirit fetus is so worthless?

But if you explain it this way, it makes sense.

He took a deep breath and asked, "Have you been staring at Li Caitan?" ”

"That's right! I've been staring at her for a long time! ”

"Why are you staring at her?"

"Because I suspect she's the one who taught me!"

"Teach me!"

Ying Wuji's heart jumped, is the person I taught finally going to attack him?

Wait a minute!

He remembered that Ji Su had killed him that day, and Ji Su happened to have that kind of relationship with Li Caitan, if Li Caitan was the one who taught me, then everything was reasonable.

But why does a person who teaches me only want to sleep with me and not kill me?

Wu Shuangxu's expression was solemn: "Childe, please tell me what you saw and heard just now, and don't miss the slightest." ”

"Good!"

Ying Wuji nodded, and then told the situation just now.

Wu Shuangxu's expression became colder and colder: "This person has mixed Yuan True Qi, which is simply a perfect rhetoric, but in fact, the real killing move is the illusion in the first half, and the King of God regards you as an abandoned son is your dead end." Childe, I'm afraid you've been planted with a demon seed! ”

Dead Hole......

The corners of Ying Wuji's mouth twitched: "No...... You're not kind! Take me to catch the fish I teach? ”

"Don't worry, Childe, do you still wear the talisman jade pendant I gave you that day?"

"Nonsense! I'm in such a dangerous situation, I have to wear it all the time. ”

"That's good! The demon seed is unpredictable, only the moment it is just planted can be perceived by the outside world, this jade pendant can temporarily block the demon seed for half an hour, as long as the jade pendant is broken within half an hour, it can solve the trouble. ”

"Huh?"

Ying Wuji was really a little surprised by her at this time: "So how did you guess that they would definitely do something to me?" ”

Wu Shuangxu's expression was solemn: "The last time you suddenly asked me a question about the demon seed, it was definitely not an unwarranted question, and you yourself are a potential victim, it just so happens that I have a jade pendant in my hand, so I will give it to you!" ”

Ying Wuji: "......"

"Childe, quickly take out the jade pendant, I also want to see if this Li Caitan is the one who taught me!"

"Hey, here you go!"

Wu Shuangxu took the jade pendant and found that the jade pendant was still moist and translucent, and couldn't help frowning: "How come!" ”

Ying Wuji: "......"

The jade pendant is white and flawless, and not even a trace of discoloration can be found on it.

Wu Shuangxu took the jade pendant and froze in place, she had just analyzed with Ying Wuji so much, and she was almost sure that Li Caitan was the one who taught me, how could it be......

It took her a lot of effort to find out Li Caitan's clues, and she forgot to sleep and eat for so long, how could this person not be the one who taught me!

If not, how can the illusion be explained?

She raised her head and looked at Ying Wuji: "At that time, when you were in the illusion world, what was your state of mind when you found that King Qianwang sent someone to kill you?" ”

Ying Wuji raised his eyebrows, in fact, he also somewhat believed that Li Caitan was the one who taught me, and he was so little by Wu Shuangxu that he realized what the problem was.

His special mother didn't regard Yingyue as her father at all, of course, there would be no opportunity for the demon seed to take advantage of, but this can't be said too obviously.

He took a deep breath and looked up at the night sky at forty-five degrees through the car window, looking very melancholy: "Actually, I am not so angry, after all, since the Yihong Pavilion incident, I have been dead to them." ”

"I see......"

Wu Shuangxu sighed, on the one hand, there was some pity for Ying Wuji, and on the other hand, there was a strong unwillingness.

Ying Wuji's eyes rolled: "Otherwise, I will be a witness for you and report the illusion to Feiyuwei, and I should be able to arrest her!" ”

Wu Shuangxu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "No need! It's okay to forcibly arrest a person with no background like this, Li Caitan is the daughter of the Li family, you can't move her at all without sufficient evidence, we can only stare at her and show her flaws again! ”

"It's a pity this time!"

Ying Wuji is really a little regretful, since he crossed over to the present, he has been very insecure, but fortunately, King Li sent someone to protect him secretly, even if his career line has been twists and turns for more than a month, his life safety has not been affected.

Li Caitan can create an opportunity to plant a demon seed for himself under the nose of that master, and even has an excuse that can be perfectly whitewashed, I have to say that this method is a bit superb.

But this method still gave Wu Shuangxu a good catch.

It's just that I didn't expect that I was even a sixth child, and I caught these two people off guard.

Pity......

However, today's events have made Ying Wuji's sense of crisis stronger.

Wu Shuangxu took the jade pendant back into his arms: "The internal information communication for my sect is very fast, no one will give you a demon seed until they fail to detonate the demon seed, and I will take back this jade pendant." Today's hard work, I will say goodbye first! ”

"Wait!"

Ying Wuji stopped her.

Wu Shuangxu sat back again: "Do you have any questions?" ”

Ying Wuji frowned slightly: "I told you about Ji Su's incident at the beginning, we all suspected that it was done by my sect, and when I talked about it just now, I also felt that Li Caitan was very suspicious, this person seems to have the ability to stir up emotions."

However, judging from the results, Li Caitan should be more inclined to develop me into a downline. Plus that Huqu assassination incident...... How do I feel that my sect is divided into two factions? ”

"Because teaching for me is not monolithic!"

Wu Shuangxu pursed his lips: "It's not so much that my sect is a sect, but rather a collective name for a group of demons." Their ideas originated from the Yang-Zhu school, and the central idea was 'to honor oneself for oneself and to be true to one', and in their hearts they were the most important, so how could there be a so-called 'unified doctrine'?

From their own point of view, it doesn't even have to be against you. Killing you can certainly provoke war, produce a large number of people who have been defeated by the misery of war, and give them the opportunity to grow, but such madmen are only a minority after all. The reason why such and such things are done to you is that the external driving factors are greater. ”

Ying Wuji frowned: "You mean they're just thugs?" ”

Wu Shuangxu nodded: "It should be like this, your identity is too delicate, and there are no longer a few forces that fight your idea, and it happens to be a sharp knife that can hide your identity, and it may be anyone who holds the handle of the knife." ”

"Tsk! It turns out that I am such a fragrant glutton! ”

Ying Wuji was a little painful, rubbed his head and continued: "Actually, there is a problem that has been bothering me for a long time, the upheaval of my situation actually started from the appearance of Ying Wuji, but in fact, after counting it carefully, teaching me the small actions aimed at me actually started before Ying Wuji appeared. ”

"You mean to say that the Winning Perfection has a connection with teaching for me?"

"Hmmm! Otherwise, Ying Wujian had already been discovered before he appeared. ”

Ying Wuji subconsciously glanced at the direction of Qianguo, the reason why he fell into such a predicament is inseparable from Ying Wuji.

Before the appearance of Ying Wuji, the Qianguo was monolithic, and there was no trace of party struggle.

Because Yingyue is an only son, as long as he can take back the Qianguo, he will definitely be able to ascend the throne, and everyone as long as they are loyal to the king, there is no need to talk to the future new monarch.

But after Ying Wuji appeared, someone had to stand in line, in fact, they stood very fast, except for those who had interests with Ying Wuji's mother, everyone stood on Ying Wuji's side, but the problem was ...... The influence of Ying Wuji's mother clan is not so small.

The rift in the Qianguo country arose in an instant.

And the initiator of everything, Ying Wufeng, as if it appeared suddenly, according to his mother's concubine, she was pregnant with Yingyue's child when Yingyue was still a proton in Li Kingdom, and after finding out that she was pregnant, she took all her property to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests.

But now it seems that the mother and son are not only running in the dry forces like fish in water, but even reaching out to the side of Li Guo by teaching me.

Why do you call this the White Lotus?

At least one day it can be determined that the mother and son are scheming, and they are definitely not countrymen who have lived in seclusion for many years, and there must be forces behind them that are not on the surface.

But...... What he can figure out, it is impossible for Yingyue, the king of the Qianguo, not to understand.

He knew it, but he was still so laissez-faire with Ying Wuji.

This was because the Ancient Bloodline was too strong for him to ignore these flaws.

Or did he himself come to some kind of agreement with the forces behind Ying Wuji?

Wu Shuangxu was embarrassed: "This involves national politics, I'm not good at these and I don't want to interfere, I can only try to help you catch the murderer!" ”

Ying Wuji smiled: "The witch girl is willing to help, and Ying is already very grateful." ”

"That's right!"

Wu Shuangxu stood up: "My senior brother wrote a letter, saying that he would be able to arrive in Jiangcheng tomorrow, and he asked me to bring you a letter and ask you to get together at the Drunken Immortal Building at noon tomorrow!" ”

Ying Wuji's eyes lit up: "Okay!" I'll be there tomorrow. ”

After saying goodbye to Wu Shuangxu, Ying Wuji drove back to Shangmo Bookstore.

For this big brother, let's be honest...... He's looking forward to it.

On the one hand, this person killed the Hu Qu musician, and it is likely that he has already found a clue.

On the other hand, this person should be able to represent the will of the Yang Zhu School to some extent, and he has always been curious about why Wu Shuangxu wants to help him, and what kind of role he is in the Yang Zhu School.

These questions should be clarified tomorrow.

When I returned to Shangmo Bookstore, it was already a child's hour, the printers of the Mo family had already withdrawn, Hua Chao's room was also quiet, and Bai Zhi's little girl was still in retreat.

Ying Wuji couldn't find anyone to tell a story, so he had to wash and sleep.

This sleep, I slept directly until the third pole of the sun.

After waking up, I inspected the bookstore as usual, the business is getting better and better, and the guys seconded by the paper store have almost come back, after all, the paper store is barely breaking even, and it all depends on these guys who are seconded to make money.

Strangely, there was no Hua Chao in the store.

Ying Wuji simply found Hua Chao's house directly: "Sister Hua Chao!" Why are you lazy today, you didn't even go to the account room! ”

"No, nothing!"

Hua Chao wiped the tears from his face and quickly closed the paper in front of him.

This early in the morning, why did your eyes turn red from crying?

Ying Wuji's heart tugged, and he hurriedly walked over, and found that Hua Chao's eyes were as red as rabbits, although he had wiped away the tears, he had already dyed his light makeup, and his gentle face was even more beautiful.

"What's going on?"

"Nothing ......"

"Take it out of my hand and let me see!"

Ying Wuji pointed to the table, her hands pressing a few half-opened scrolls at the moment.

Hua Chao shook his head, but under his gaze, he hesitated for a moment and took his hand away.

Ying Wuji opened the scroll, only to see a wedding card lying quietly on it, and the scroll was painted with a woman, although the woman was wearing a coarse linen dress, her appearance was extremely bright and moving, the smile on her face was clear and gentle, and her appearance was actually seven points similar to Hua Chao.

"This ......"

He probably knew what the situation was, opened the wedding card and looked at it, and found that it was indeed the case.

This wedding card is written by Luo Yan himself, saying that on the twenty-fifth of this month, that is, after the end of the hundred family events, a big wedding will be held in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Mawheat! Why is this old man so shameless? ”

Ying Wuji's diaphragm should want to vomit, I feel that this old thing is like being degraded, you have let down other people's mothers and daughters, even if you want to save your daughter, you just need to repent seriously, but you found a young girl, pressed her daughter's head and asked her to admit that this is the reincarnation of her mother?

Although he was by Luo Yan before, Ying Wuji didn't have much ill feeling towards him, after all, his position was different, and this prime minister did come up with a lot of national policies for the benefit of the people, at least he was qualified for the official aspect.

But now I found out that this person's private morality is really a bit difficult to explain.

Isn't this an innocent man?

He took a sip: "Luo Ming, this forced cub is really not like words, on the one hand, he doesn't want to hurt you, and on the other hand, he sends a letter to stimulate you." The next time I see him break his leg, let him be a dog's leg! ”

Hua Chao didn't know why, every time he heard Ying Wuji swearing, the negative emotions in his heart would be relieved a lot: "This time it wasn't sent by Luo Ming, and it is estimated that he will not send it in the future." ”

"Count him as acquaintances!"

Ying Wuji smiled, picked up a stack of scrolls, and found that there were many portraits of the same woman.

From a bright-eyed girl to a good wife and mother, each one is extremely vivid.

The paper is slightly yellowed, it must be some years old.

He couldn't help but be a little curious: "This is what you painted?" ”

Hua Chao shook his head: "It was painted by Luo Yan, since I moved to Jiangcheng, every year on my mother's death day, he would paint a painting and send it to me." ”

"This ......"

Ying Wuji is also gone, these paintings are all both physical and spiritual, and it can be seen that the painter painted with deep feelings.

But such a person has done such a disgusting thing, what the hell is going on?

He hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Sister Hua Chao, what are you going to do?" ”

"I'm not going!"

Hua Chao answered categorically.

"Hmm!"

Ying Wuji nodded heavily, but he was thinking in his heart, how to solve Luo Yan, an old man, and it was not a way to let him be disgusting all the time.

He put away the portrait and chatted with Hua Chao for a while, making sure that she was emotionally stable before leaving.

After looking at the time, there was still some time before noon, so I walked to the embassy of Wu.

Wu Dan was not depressed because of Li Caitan, but his spirit seemed to be quite good, and he got up early in the morning to do carpentry work, saying that he was going to build a giant crossbow to defend the city. He didn't want to mess up, he was already determined to develop in the Ink Scholar Guild, at least to the middle level, so that it would be good for both Wu Guo and himself.

Ying Wuji breathed a sigh of relief, talked to him for a few words, and didn't bother him anymore, just quietly watching him work on equipment.

In fact, during this time, he learned a lot about the Mo family from Zhai Yun.

The members of the Ink Guild are now broadly divided into three categories.

One type is to run as an official in the courts and places of various countries and promote the administrative concept of Mohists.

One kind travels around the world and acts chivalrous and righteous, the main business is to kill traitors and eliminate evil, and the side business is to subdue demons and subdue demons, but this side business has not been able to compete with Taoist disciples.

There is also a group of people who devote themselves to the study of various instruments, and some of them are advanced and profound, and they are committed to the study of the rules of the world, epistemology, logic, arithmetic, and geometry...... A fairly mature system has been formed.

The updates and iterations of Mohist spells are many of the nutrients drawn from these places.

Ying Wuji is also pondering, and when he stabilizes in the future, it seems that he can also develop in this direction, after all, he learned so much knowledge in his previous life, and he doesn't need to be a tyrannical thing, and in the future, he may directly make a Immortal Martial Gundam, this special mother's Dora style!

I'll try to do it when the meeting is over.

He relieved his muscles and bones, and saw that the sun was approaching due south, so he rushed directly to the Drunken Immortal Tower.

Zuixian Tower is a famous restaurant in Jiangcheng, which is seven stories high and looks magnificent. Especially during this time, many students from other places rushed to come, but anyone with a little economic strength will have a bosom friend here with a drink.

When Ying Wuji arrived, it was just noon, and the Drunken Immortal Building was very lively.

"Holy!"

He had some egg pain, yesterday Wu Shuangxu only said that he was in the Drunken Immortal Building, but he didn't say which table he was at, how to find someone?

Fortunately, as soon as he entered the hall, a guy greeted him warmly: "I've seen Gongzi Wuji!" The distinguished guest is already waiting in the private room on the seventh floor, come with the little one! ”

"The seventh floor!"

Ying Wuji raised his eyebrows, you must know that there is only one private room on the seventh floor, standing on it can take in the scenery of the inner city of Jiangcheng, the price is quite outrageous, his bookstore has made so much money, he is reluctant to charter this private room.

This big brother, the economic strength seems to be a little too strong, right?

The guy took Ying Wuji to the seventh floor and left directly.

Before Ying Wuji entered the door, he heard a voice inside.

"Lao Zhai! We haven't seen each other for many years, it's interesting enough, brother, you have been paid for a year! ”

"It's really interesting, but I can't drink alcohol today, I ate meat and drank wine every day a few days ago, and the people in the guild said that I violated the 'thrift', and I have to be more restrained these days."

"It's really about this bird's feather ink guild, or you just don't do it, it's very chic and follows my brother!"

"Huh! You Yang Zhu have no pursuit at all, what is the difference between obtaining and lonely souls and wild ghosts? Forget it, I told you that you don't understand, how can you understand the pursuit and ambition of our ink artists? ”

"Don't pretend! Drink fast! ”

"Siha...... Wine! If you want me to say, the drunken fairy building food is delicious, the wine is delicious, and the scenery is good, except for the expensive, there are really no other shortcomings. ”

"Cut ......"

Ying Wuji pushed open the door and said with a smile: "Brother Zhai, have you ever thought that the expensive is not the shortcomings of the Drunken Immortal Building, but your shortcomings!" ”

Hearing this, the two people in the room looked over one after another.

Zhai Yun poured a sip of tea and scolded: "Damn! Can you kid not be so heart-wrenching when he talks? ”

Although he scolded, his emotional groove has always been relatively stable.

Ying Wuji couldn't help but pout, in fact, he had been coveting Zhai Yun's non-offensive realm for a long time, although this thing was not lethal, such a large persuasion artifact was really outrageous.

So he has been trying to crit Zhai Yun, but this old brother has a good temper, except for that time when he came into contact with printing, he broke out a non-offensive sword technique, and there was no emotion more than eighty.

In front of this kind of polymer ceramic piece, even the king of Da Li Wan porcelain is helpless.

Ying Wuji turned his head to look at the other person: "Senior brother, look up for a long time!" ”

He glanced up and down at this senior brother, who was burly, with a beard on his face, and looked quite capable and bold in his dress.

"You're so welcome!"

Senior brother laughed, and directly poured a bowl of wine for Ying Wuji: "Ying Wuji, right, I can mention that you have written to my junior sister many times, and now I look at it, it's strange and interesting for you to speak." ”

Ying Wuji grinned: "It's also interesting for you to speak, senior brother, you are from the Qi country, right?" ”

The senior brother was stunned for a moment: "Huh? How do you know? ”

"I can see it, it's too obvious."

"Is it so obvious to me?"

"It's so obvious!"

Ying Wuji smacked his lips, and those who can use the inverted sentence so skillfully are the people of Qilu Land.

He glanced at Zhai Yun: "Senior brother, Brother Zhai, do you know each other?" ”

Zhai Yun smiled: "When I was a teenager, I studied in the Jixia School Palace, and he enrolled in the school a year before me......"

After listening to Zhai Yun's narration, Ying Wuji probably knew the friendship between the two.

The elder brother's name is Jiang Taiyuan, a member of the great sect of Qi State, because of his stubborn personality, he was not loved by the family, so he was sent to the Jixia School Palace, but he was still a first-class poor student, he couldn't learn to enter Confucianism and looked down on ink, and he didn't know anything about the law, and finally was driven out by the master of the school palace, and as a result, he secretly cultivated the Tao.

I stayed in the school palace for a few years, and I didn't have many friends, so Zhai Yun was a drinking friend.

When Jiang Taiyuan heard these past events, he was also quite nostalgic, and directly raised the bowl: "I only learned that you also know each other after I arrived in Jiangcheng, so fateful, then we won't get drunk and return today!" ”

"Good!"

Ying Wuji and Zhai Yun also raised their glasses.

The murderer's affairs are not in a hurry first, and it is easy to say anything when he is happy.

It's just that......

Jiang Taiyuan glared at Zhai Yun's wine bowl: "What about so many fish left?" ”

Zhai Yun was embarrassed for a while: "I really can't drink more, otherwise I will definitely be trained when I go back!" ”

Jiang Taiyuan couldn't hold back: "Shit, your guild is, you've all been born in the realm, how can you still live like a poor bastard!" No wonder the nobles don't join your Ink Guild, it's so hard to drive people out! ”

Zhai Yun was unconvinced: "Is there anything wrong with thrift!" If the nobles are used sparingly, then there will be no more hungry people in the world, and feeding back to the country will only make the country stronger, which is a good thing for the nobles, but it is a pity that these people are short-sighted......"

Then there were incomprehensible words such as "government for the people", "no distinction between high and low", and "meritocracy", and the private room was soon filled with a happy atmosphere.

Zhai Yun was a little depressed: "Brother Ying, do you think what I said is wrong?" ”

Ying Wuji smiled: "Yes, it's not right!" ”

Zhai Yun was curious: "Why? ”

Ying Wuji spread his hands: "The reason why the aristocracy is cool is because of the feeling of being a master, now you don't let them be a master, no matter how strong the country is, it doesn't matter if they are hanging?" ”

Jiang Taiyuan slapped his thigh: "Brother Ying, transparent!" ”

The two of them bumped into the bowl and drank it all.

Zhai Yun glanced at the two of them and silently poured a bowl of herbal tea.

"Don't be depressed, hurry!"

Jiang Taiyuan put his arm around Zhai Yun's shoulders loudly: "Your Mo family was also a flourishing scholar, but after those countries became strong by Mo Xue, which of their nobles didn't want to kick you away?" Look at your crumbling appearance, if you don't fundamentally change, when will the Mo family be established! ”

Zhai Yun pinned his head to the side and did not speak.

Because he has been a member of the Ink Guild for many years, how can he not see the essence of this kind of thing?

This world is indeed unjust.

But most of those who cry out about God's injustice are not expecting a fair world.

Instead, he hated why the person who was reincarnated into the noble family was not himself.

Ying Wuji was a little curious: "Brother Jiang, what is the difference between the Mo family and the Mo sect?" ”

In fact, he also knew in general terms that all schools wanted to establish a religion, but he didn't know much about the details inside, and he should know something about Jiang Taiyuan's appearance.

"It's easy!"

Jiang Taiyuan smiled: "Among the hundreds of sons, Confucianism, Mo, Taoism, etc., are all a kind of ideology and doctrine, and it is a method for students of all families to understand all things in the world. And 'teaching' is a means of educating the people, and it ...... It is a group of people who share the same beliefs.

Therefore, Taoism has a sect, Confucianism has a school palace, and Mojia has a Moji Guild, which is the only way to establish a religion. After the establishment of the church, it can gather the beliefs of the believers, avoid martial arts, form a unique cultivation system, and achieve eternal glory. ”

"Probably understood!"

Ying Wuji nodded slightly, but he was still puzzled: "But even if there are sects, school palaces and guilds, these three families still haven't established a religion, why is this?" ”

Jiang Taiyuan rubbed his chin full of stubble, pointed at Zhai Yun and said, "I don't read much, you ask him!" ”

Seeing Ying Wuji's gaze turning, Zhai Yun rubbed his head depressedly, but still explained: "Because the three families today are far from the level of educating the people.

Confucianism is the Confucianism of the aristocracy, and the two sages of Confucius and Mencius also gave lectures on benevolence, and also said such deafening remarks as 'the people are precious, the society is secondary, and the monarch is light', but in the final analysis, it is still the means for the aristocracy to rule the commoners, and the commoners do not even have the opportunity to practice Confucianism.

Ink is the ink of the common people, although I hope that it is the ink of the world, although the ink guild is very prosperous, but after the decline, the decline has been irreversible. In the country of Mofu, the monarch is vigilant, the nobles are rejected, and even the commoners who rely on the guild to turn over, there are many people who turn their backs on the guild.

The Tao is the way of heaven and earth, and there are not a few people who are profoundly cultivated, but if we pay more attention to personal perception and detachment, where is the possibility of educating the people?

As for the Legalists, they are the Legalists of the monarchs, and the strict administration and strict laws are a constraint and discipline for the people, and they are even more 108,000 miles away from indoctrination.

Although the vertical and horizontal, yin and yang families are powerful, they still forget about the religion. ”

"I see!"

Ying Wuji nodded, usually seeing Zhai Yun bragging when he was drinking, but he didn't expect to have such a deep insight into several families.

But it's right to think about it, if the background is not deep, how can you comprehend such a perverted thing in the non-offensive field?

Jiang Taiyuan pouted: "The Hundred Schools of Thought is held every three years, and each family learns from each other's strengths and weaknesses in order to improve their own methods of education, but in the work of establishing a sect, don't count on the two French soldiers, and people don't think about tossing." The Confucianism and Mo families have embarked on different paths, and the Confucians have already made up their minds to hug the thighs of the princes of the Son of Heaven, but the Mo family still wants to go it alone in the form of a guild, purely looking for death. ”

Zhai Yun was irritated when he heard this: "Can you stop talking about it quickly!" ”

Ying Wuji was curious: "What about your Taoists?" ”

Jiang Taiyuan smiled: "Wait, within fifty years, Taoism will definitely be established!" ”

Zhai Yun: "!! ”

Ying Wuji: "......"

As soon as Zhai Yun heard this, he was not calm for a moment, and grabbed Jiang Taiyuan's collar and asked questions, but Jiang Taiyuan didn't tell him anything about it.

Jiang Taiyuan opened the topic: "Brother Ying, I heard my junior sister say that you also want to participate in the Hundred Schools of Thought!" ”

"Oh yes, learn to learn!"

Ying Wuji responded casually, but he was already thinking about how to touch the porcelain in his heart.

Jiang Taiyuan smacked his lips: "I'm afraid it's a little difficult, you get a place." ”

"Huh?"

Ying Wuji frowned slightly: "Brother Jiang, you look down on people a little." ”

Jiang Taiyuan smiled and waved his hand: "It's not that I look down on you, I heard from my junior sister that you are good at writing poetry, if it was placed in previous years, maybe there would really be a chance, but Taoist disciples came a lot this time......"

"Brother Jiang thinks my literary talent can't compare to them?"

"That's not it, how can their literary talent compare ...... you"

"That ......"

Jiang Taiyuan smiled, but his voice became serious: "Brother Ying, do you know what it means to be a work of inheritance?" ”

Ying Wuji nodded: "Understand some!" ”

I don't know how many masterpieces in the world are, each flower is in its own eyes, and it is difficult to judge which is better or worse.

However, there is a standard from the level of hundreds of schools, that is, carrying the intention and the Tao, all those who can achieve the work of the Tao, all of them are deafening.

Confucius compiled four books and six classics, single-handedly established the status of Confucianism, and became the first saint in ancient times.

Lao Tzu wrote a Tao Te Ching, and Taoism has been brilliant since then.

Sun Wu wrote "The Art of War", which is regarded as a model for soldiers all over the world.

Although the work of carrying the meaning is not so exaggerated, it should also carry profound philosophical thinking, and there has been Zuo Qiu Ming's interpretation of Confucius's "Spring and Autumn", pointing out the "three immortals" of the literati, and the virtue and meritorious service, which is the higher level of the work of carrying the meaning.

Anyone who makes a work of intention, even if it does not reach the level of virtue and meritorious service, hundreds of students will treat each other with courtesy.

Ying Wuji probably understood what Jiang Taiyuan meant, if there is a work of intention on the Wenhui, no matter how good the other works are, I am afraid it will be difficult to get ahead.

Jiang Taiyuan took a sip of the wine glass, so beautiful that he bared his teeth and grinned: "We Taoists did not participate in this hundred schools of thought, but our luck is still very good, I can't say whether they will come up with a work of intention." Although Brother Ying is brilliant, he is not taught by a hundred famous teachers after all......"

"That's a problem!"

Ying Wuji pouted, is it difficult for the copyist to copy a few works with meaning? However, patting his chest and saying that he will definitely be able to make a work of will, I am afraid that there are some people who do not fit his own personality.

So he smiled: "This doesn't bother Brother Jiang, I made a lot of money some time ago, even if I buy it, I can buy it!" ”

Hearing this, Zhai Yun on the side suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth: "I advise you that it's best not to!" ”

Ying Wuji couldn't help but be curious: "What's wrong with Brother Zhai?" ”

Zhai Yun took a sip of tea, turned his head around with a painful face, and didn't seem to have the meaning of answering?

Jiang Taiyuan said with a smile: "Because of the intention of making articles, there will be a hundred schools of luck, and those who have cultivated to the depths will know it at a glance." Your elder brother Zhai was not an elite student when he was young, and in order to participate in the Hundred Schools of Thought, he fooled one out of his elders.

Although the master at that time saw it, he didn't embarrass him, but he was not good at learning, and he behaved in a mess at the event, even when other fathers and sons asked him about the article, he answered that it was not the right one, and then your brother Zhai was banned from participating in the event for the rest of his life.

From that day on, the standard of the article was raised, and anyone who made an article without internal luck was regarded as a shame of a hundred schools. ”

Ying Wuji: "......"

Could it be that copying is not feasible?

He was a little painful, and turned to look at Zhai Yun: "Brother Zhai, do you still have a name?" ”

"What?"

"Heavenly Presence

"Ahh

Zhai Yun was shocked: "How did you know my table words?" I've been useless for years! ”

Ying Wuji: "......"

Wang Defa, really.

Originally, he was very happy to hear that the work of carrying the promise of the Tao could be used for internal luck, after all, he had a lot to copy, isn't this equivalent to pure white prostitution?

But...... What is this?

In the first year of Tianlin, a genocide plan against Wen Copying Gong began?

What is the boundary between copying and not copying, and if I want to copy an article that does not exist in this world, is it also considered copying?

Ying Wuji has some egg pain.

Zhai Yun was also very painful, and stood up with a depressed face: "You talk, I'll go first!" Damn, I drank with you guys, and I drank a belly of fire! ”

He gave Jiang Taiyuan a middle finger and left directly, no matter how Jiang Taiyuan stayed, he didn't listen.

Jiang Taiyuan sat down with a smile: "You can count him away!" ”

Well?

Ying Wuji raised his eyebrows, feeling that this product seemed to be deliberately squeezing Zhai Yun away, is it time to start talking about business?

Jiang Taiyuan didn't change the topic, but patted Ying Wuji's shoulder: "You prepare well, in short, if you can't enter this hundred school event, I'm afraid you will regret it for the rest of your life." ”

"This time? Is there anything special about this 100 school event? ”

"Hey! It's kind of special. ”

"You tell me in detail!"

Ying Wuji was also interested, and leaned forward slightly.

Jiang Taiyuan said mysteriously: "Do you know who the power of the Enlightenment God Realm sent by the four Confucian and Mo Sects this time is?" ”

Ying Wuji has been paying attention to this matter, and immediately replied: "Confucianism is the master of the White Horse Academy of the Li Kingdom, the Mo family is the master of the Li State Branch of the Ink Scholars Guild, and the Legalists are the descendants of the master of the Qi State Guan Zhongguan, and the soldiers are ...... I really don't know. ”

"Hey, I just found out the other day."

"Who!"

"This name, the princes of the world will have to shiver when they hear it."

"Who the hell is it?"

Ying Wuji's ingots are all clenched, and this person will also have an appetite.

Jiang Taiyuan took a deep breath and spit out a name: "Nangong Mausoleum!" ”

"It's him!"

Ying Wuji's heart also jumped, in the days when he just crossed over, as long as he had time, he would flip through the history books, and he would naturally not be unfamiliar with the surname Nangong.

This world is of the same origin as the world of the previous life, but there are many differences, the most crucial of which is the time when the Great Zhou Dynasty turned from prosperity to decline.

At that time, Rong Di was in trouble, killed the king of Zhou You, plundered Hojing, and the princes Liping King moved eastward from Hojing to Luoyi. But the Zhou royal family set up another king of Zhou in Haojing.

The situation of the two kings fighting for each other should have been the destruction of Zhou and the king's lineage, so that the Eastern Zhou Dynasty completely slipped from the altar.

But no one expected that a super fierce man appeared next to King Zhou - Nangong Tuo.

This Nangong Tuo is a descendant of Nangong Kuo, the founder of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but he never wanted to practice the art of soldiers, and became the first soldier saint in history.

Such a big turning point led to a drastic change in the future.

Since then, although the strength and influence of the Great Zhou Dynasty have been slowly declining, the vassal states have not dared not to ignore it.

The princes below fought to the death, but nominally they all had to obey the Zhou royal family, just like Jiang Taiyuan's mother country, the Tian family had obviously set the royal family surnamed Jiang empty for many years, but they didn't dare to mention the usurpation of the throne at all.

Nangong Tuo's afterglow is on the one hand, on the other hand, Nangong Tuo is a single lineage, each generation is guaranteed to understand the god realm, and the family heirloom is the underpants of the Zhou Dynasty that cannot be stabbed.

Today's bottoms are Nangong Mausoleum.

Ying Wuji was also a little strange: "Hasn't Nangong Yimai never been out of Hojing?" Why is this ......?"

Jiang Taiyuan lowered his voice and said, "Because Zhou Tianzi had a dream!" ”

"What dream?"

"He dreamed of being killed by a swordsman!"

"It's normal to have nightmares, this ......"

"Guess what sword it is!"

"What sword?"

"Shang Wang Sword!"

"This ......"

Ying Wuji also hesitated a little, the battle between Shang and Zhou was dark, but the history books were incomplete, and there were countless gray areas in them.

After the end of the war, the world's most precious merchant king Sanjian disappeared, and whether this dream was a coincidence or not, it was not a good sign.

Assassinate Zhou Tianzi, is this the rhythm that wants to overturn the world?

Jiang Taiyuan's smile became more and more intriguing: "After waking up from the nightmare, Zhou Tianzi immediately invited the official divination and asked who the sword bearer was and where he was located, what do you guess the official said?" ”

"How?"

"The descendants of Zhuan, when the hundred schools of thought are held, they will be in Jiangcheng!"

“……”

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It's troublesome to divide the development, and it will be more than 10,000 words in the future, and everyone can also see it more comfortably.

(End of chapter)