Just take it brightly?

Gui was silent for a while, and said tentatively: "Zhao Rong, you shouldn't be selling Lin Wenruo, right?"

When the words fell, Gui immediately became excited, "This idea is in favor of this seat, and this seat has already seen that he is not pleasing to the eye." ”

Zhao Rong said strangely: "Where did he offend you?"

Gui sneered, "How can he be qualified to offend this seat, this seat just doesn't like his 'unyielding' attitude, as if the final southern country will not be able to leave him." He, or you sour Confucian students, heh, and those ink heroes with tendons in their heads, always hold some savioric narcissism, and self-righteously take saving the common people in the world as their own responsibility, please, you don't look at your own position. ”

"You Confucians don't have a saying, don't be in their position, don't seek their government. I don't have the ability, I just have a horseman's heart, all day long, teaching people in high positions to do things, as if others are inferior to themselves, thinking that if they are on their own, they will be able to do better, heh, this kind of person I met when I killed one. ”

Zhao Rong was silent, lifted the curtains, and looked out the window.

Gui continued: "He, Lin Wenruo's current identity, is the head of the Lanxi Lin family, but he is not cautious, he does not put the prosperity and survival of the family in the first place, but takes the entire family as his own bet, presses it on the gambling table, and gambles on an unknown future. It's okay to win, but what if you lose?"

"The ancestral foundation, a hundred years of accumulation, once destroyed, a big rebellion!"

Zhao Rong didn't refute and argue with it, he knew that what Gui was talking about was actually its way, and what Lin Wenruo did was also his way, everyone's way was different, except for the real treachery, there was nothing black and white.

And in this Xuanhuang Realm, what the hundreds of schools of thought and the monks on the mountain are fighting for is not to make their Tao a universally recognized avenue?

As for what his word is, he may already have it, but he doesn't know it yet, and he is still asking himself......

The more Gui thought about it, the more angry he became, "If this family has such unscrupulous descendants, this seat must go back and break his dog's legs!"

Zhao Rong said helplessly, "Okay, okay, break the dog's leg, break the dog's leg, don't be angry, if it's inconvenient to fight, I'll help you break his dog's leg." ”

Gui Leng snorted, "You still have a little conscience." ”

Zhao Rong said solemnly: "What are you talking about, who are we with? Good brother who soaks a bathtub and sleeps in a quilt every night, which one I won't help you?"

Zhao Rong coughed lightly, "By the way, you said which family it belongs to first, I'll prepare first, otherwise what if I run over and break the dog's leg." ”

returned to the question, and dragged back the topic that was habitually deviated, "So you didn't betray Lin Wenruo?

It thought for a moment and said seriously: "Shouldn't you go to them to buy it, or exchange it for something?" I advise you not to do this, don't be a fool of others, once you make this kind of request, they will immediately be alert, the Thunder Neon Purple Gold Furnace, a treasure of the seventh realm, can be a pearl to the dust until now, so that you have the opportunity to pick up the leak, it is a miracle in itself, and you still have the luxury of hoping that others will not find its miracle after examining it?"

After that, it said in a puzzled tone, "I don't know why it was left here, it has been covered with dust, well, first of all, you can rule out the possibility of being a bait, this small place even said that no one in Wangque Zhou would use this level of treasure to make a game, so don't worry about fishing." Let's wait until you get your hands on it. ”

Zhao Rong thought for a while, and said slowly: "I'm not so stupid, go and remind them that the stove is extraordinary." At present, there are some ideas, but they are not yet perfect, and we will have to observe them for a few more days, but if there are no accidents, let's just walk in during the day, and in front of them, just bring out the Thunder Purple Gold Furnace in a bright light. ”

I had to ask again, but Zhao Rong smiled and said nothing.

After a while, the carriage had already bumped into the south gate of Luojing, Zhao Rong jumped out of the carriage, paid the fare and returned to the inn with easy steps, first said a few words to the shopkeeper, took out some silver and put it on the counter, and postponed the room to ten years. After that, Zhao Rong returned to the guest room, changed back into his clothes, tidied up his things, and went out to leave.

Zhao Rong bought some snacks for Su Xiaoxiao on the street, and when he saw that it was not early, he returned to the Lanxi Lin family's manor while thinking about things.

About an hour later, Zhao Rong stepped on the last afterglow of the sunset and stepped into the quiet courtyard where he lived, ending his downward thinking all the way, but as soon as he raised his head, he found that Lin Wenruo was holding a piece of jade in his hand, standing in the courtyard.

"How long has Wen Ruo waited?" Zhao Rong said with a smile, went to the well to get a poke of water, and washed his face.

Lin Wenruo smiled warmly, and didn't ask Zhao Rong what he was doing during the day, "Just came here for a while, did Ziyu eat, I just happened to have a dinner party, introduce a friend to you." ”

Zhao Rong's movements stopped slightly, wiped his face with a silk towel, and looked back at Lin Wenruo.

Since Zhao Rong entered the Lin Manor, except for a few domestic servants, he has not seen many people, it stands to reason that the Lanxi Lin clan as a family of poetry and hairpins, the home of Zhong Ming Ding Food, the head of Confucianism and Taoism in the end of the Southern Kingdom, the great Confucian celebrities and dignitaries who visit back and forth should be endless, but the house is very quiet, there is no feast and cultural meeting, silk and bamboo orchestra, and there is no one around the residence of himself and others.

This is probably to prevent the people from this Confucianism and Taoism debate being leaked again, just like last time.

As for going out twice today, there is no need to worry too much, because the Lanxi Lin clan usually provides accommodation for some passing scholars and Confucian scholars, so that they can live in a special homestay outside the manor.

Therefore, there are many people in and out, so Zhao Rong is inconspicuous among them.

And this time, Lin Wenruo specially came to him to attend a dinner party and introduce friends, it can only be related to the debate between Confucianism and Taoism, and the identity of that friend is about to come out.

"I didn't eat, let's go. Zhao Rong put down the silk scarf, carried the pastries and went out with Lin Wenruo.

When passing by Su Xiaoxiao's courtyard, the two stopped, Zhao Rong knocked on the door, waited for a while, found that Xiao Nizi was not there, and did not know where to run, so he hung the pastry on her door, and the two left.

The dinner was held on the open-air top floor of a three-storey building in the south corner of the estate.

The crescent moon is like a hook, and the evening breeze is smooth.

When Zhao Rong and Lin Wenruo ascended the building, there was already a scribe waiting in the banquet.

This person is dressed in a big body, wearing a knighthood, holding a feather fan, with a good appearance, a beard, and a proper expression, estimated to be about thirty years old.

Lin Wenruo explained to Zhao Rong.

This person's name is Chen Mu, the word Muzhi, is a Zhongshan country thousands of miles away from Zhongnan Kingdom.

Chen Muzhi is a well-known Confucian in Zhongshan, he has been a prodigy since he was a child, and he refused to go out of the imperial examination, but indulged in the mountains and rivers and traveled in the sea of literature.

Chen Muzhi is good at the debate of ancient poems and Qing talks, and he heard that the style of Qing talk in the south of the country was prevalent, so he came to visit, because the family had an old relationship with the Lanxi Lin family, so he settled in the manor of the Lanxi Lin family.

After the dispute between Confucianism and Taoism was settled, Lin Wenruo remembered that he still had this master of Qing Tan at home, so he invited him to help the Lanxi Lin family, and the latter readily agreed.

And Chen Muzhi has just come to Zhongnan Kingdom, and he has not had much contact with Zhongnan celebrities, so almost no one in Zhongnan Kingdom knows him, which is also the reason why Lin Wenruo chose him, Chong Xuguan did not know Chen Muzhi's existence.

The three of them looked at each other.

Lin Wenruo smiled and introduced the two of them to each other, but Chen Muzhi frowned slightly after finding out that Zhao Rong was just a young scholar who went to Linlu Academy to study.

Zhao Rong said hello, and Chen Muzhi nodded, his expression quite reserved.

Zhao Rong smiled, unimpressed.

Between the dinners, the three of them pushed their glasses and talked happily, but mainly Lin Wenruo was enlivening the atmosphere, Zhao Rong and Chen Muzhi were sitting around him, and there was very little talk between the two.

Although this Chen Muzhi is arrogant, he does have real talents and real learning, such as the flying flower order when drinking, he came easily, and Zhao Rong couldn't help but look at him a few more times, but Zhao Rong didn't participate much, mainly because he and Lin Wenruo were playing.

However, with Lin Wenruo at the banquet, the atmosphere was not awkward, and it could be regarded as a home away from home.

Soon, the dinner was coming to an end, Lin Wenruo looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and Zhao Rong and Chen Muzhi put down their chopsticks and wine glasses when they saw this.

After all, it's not too early, and the three of them still have business to discuss.

The three got up and walked over to the railing.

Zhao Rong stretched out his hand and patted the railing, looking into the distance.

Chen Muzhi shook the feather fan slowly, his expression indifferent.

Lin Wenruo glanced at the two of them, exhaled lightly, looked serious, and slowly talked about the specific arrangements for the debate between Confucianism and Taoism after nine days.