To the east of the capital, to the east of the mountain.

The former Qin Tianjian and now the Pen Washing Academy.

In just a few months, Donglai Mountain has changed greatly, and on the magnificent archway at the foot of the mountain, the gilded Qintianjian plaque has been replaced by the simple but profound meaning of the four characters of "Washing Pen Academy".

At the beginning, the main gate of Donglai Mountain, which was heavily guarded, is now a frequent source of literati.

Ning Baifeng stood at the foot of the mountain, looked up at the four words on the archway, and thought that Chen Songfeng was worthy of being a great Confucian who governed the country, and the power of the characters in one hand was really extraordinary.

Don't look at the people coming and going downstairs, but he can't go in.

Breaking through is counterproductive.

Ning Baifeng glanced around the archway and found that there was an old man in a robe, not far away, who was sweeping the snow with a broom.

Sweeping the snow when it snows looks like it's useless, but the old man still sweeps it very seriously.

Ning Baifeng stepped over, hugged his fists and said, "Old man, the disciples of Huiyuanshan have come to visit Mr. Chen Songfeng, can you help spread the word." ”

The old man slowly raised his head, revealing an old face, but his eyes were bright.

After looking the young man up and down, the old man said softly, "The sword-wielder can be so polite, he is indeed worthy of the name of the first disciple of the sect, you came a little later than the Chen Courtyard Master expected." ”

Although Ning Baifeng sensed that this old snow-sweeping man was a Confucian monk, he didn't expect that he would actually recognize him.

"Mr. Ning, don't be surprised, in the Hall of Fame on the mountain, there is a portrait of you. ”

The old man seemed to be able to perceive people's hearts, and at a glance saw the doubts of the young man in white, he took out a warm wooden sign from his sleeve, handed it to Ning Baifeng, and said, "Master Chen asked me to wait for you here for a long time, and Mr. Ning can go up the mountain by himself." This one-leaf obstacle card not only allows you to enter and exit the academy at will, but also allows you to enter and exit the city at will in the future, without having to be attacked by the soon-to-be-completed mountain and river array. ”

The wooden plaque looks very ordinary, like a random piece of wood carved out. The front is engraved with a leaf obscure, and the back is engraved with the mountains and rivers of Yongzhen.

Ning Baifeng took the wooden sign and looked at it, then looked up and found that the old man had turned around and continued to clear the snow.

"Thank you, old man, for the gift. ”

Although there were many questions in his heart, Ning Baifeng opened his mouth, seeing that the snowflakes were gradually getting bigger, his heart suddenly moved, he reached out and took off the wine jug on his waist, and stepped forward, "Old man, the weather is cold, let's take a sip of wine to warm up." ”

The old man stopped the broom in his hand, straightened up, hugged the broom handle to his chest, rubbed his hands together in front of his mouth, sighed, licked his chapped lips, and said with a smile: "That's embarrassing." ”

Although he said that he was embarrassed, the old man's hand did not stop, he took the wine jug with his hand, pulled the stopper, leaned in front of his nose and sniffed it, his eyes immediately lit up, and then he raised his head and took a sip.

The old man took the wine in his mouth, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he swallowed it after a while, and then exhaled a breath of hot air, "The fragrance of lotus seeds is stored in it, strong but not dry, good wine!"

Ning Baifeng was stunned, he could taste the origin of the wine with just one sip, and this old man looked more and more difficult.

However, the old man only took this sip and handed the flask back.

Ning Baifeng chuckled, "Don't drink more?"

The old man shook his head, "One bite is enough." ”

Although Ning Baifeng couldn't see the specific realm of the old man, he didn't avoid the cold and heat, and the lowest was the lower realm of governing the country. I thought that the master and the old man really have some quirks, especially the old masters, the more weird the quirks.

Otherwise, who will run out to clear the snow when it snows.

He was no longer reluctant, reached out and took the wine jug, and couldn't help but say, "Old man, the snow is about to fall big, and it's not too late to sweep it when it stops, so let's rest more." ”

The old man raised his head and glanced at the snowflakes that had become a little bigger, and sighed lightly: "The things in the world are nothing more than three. I don't know what I can't do, I don't do what I can't do, I don't do what I can't do. Our generation of scholars naturally can't go with the flow. ”

After speaking, the old man chuckled to himself, then stopped speaking, and continued to sweep the snow.

Ning Baifeng was not a Confucian scholar, so he couldn't understand the meaning of this, so he arched his hand and turned around and walked towards Donglai Mountain.

......

Donglai Mountain

It's not high, and you can quickly go up halfway up the mountain along the mountain road.

There are many paths on both sides of the mountain road, with many buildings, and a few students holding oil-paper umbrellas.

The higher he went, the more people he encountered, and Ning Baifeng even found that there were still many women wearing Confucian clothes.

Although the academy pays attention to teaching and classlessness, he has never seen a woman studying.

At this time, the snowflakes are flying, and many students take advantage of the interval between schoolwork, holding oil-paper umbrellas, standing on the side of the forest road to enjoy the snow, overlooking the snow scene in the capital, and even a few people write poems from time to time.

The arrival of Ning Baifeng, an outsider, did not attract too much attention from them.

The only reason why people take a few more glances is just to wonder that this person is still wearing such thin clothes in the heavy snow, and he doesn't even have an umbrella.

Ning Baifeng stopped a student passing by and asked Chen Songfeng where he lived.

The student looked him up and down in surprise, feeling that this person felt a little familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Ning Baifeng saw him in a daze, and asked again.

The student's thoughts were interrupted, and he pointed to the top of the mountain.

Ning Baifeng looked at it.

There is a majestic hall on the top of the mountain, and the shape looks a bit like the building of the Qin Tianjian in the past.

He hugged his fist at the student, thanked him, and continued up the mountain path.

When Ning Baifeng walked a long way away from the snowstorm on his shoulders, the student suddenly reacted and remembered where he had seen this person.

His gaze turned to the Hall of Fame on the hill, and then to the north of the capital.

Then the student turned his head and looked at the figure, gradually climbing to the top of the mountain.

Great Yan Holy Master.

......

At the end of the stairs of the mountain road, the majestic hall stands in front of you. Above the main entrance of the main hall, there is a huge plaque with four big characters written on it.

There is no limit to learning.

Ning Baifeng looked up at the main hall for a moment, then turned to look at the mountain behind him.

Although Donglai Mountain is not high, it is enough to overlook the entire upper capital.

"The majestic city, wrapped in silver, the fireworks in the world, the beauty is not very good. ”

Suddenly, a voice sounded beside him.

Ning Baifeng turned his head in accordance with the sound.

Quietly, Chen Songfeng had come to his side, standing on the top of the mountain road with him, standing in the snow.

Chen Songfeng looked at the capital city and said softly: "Qi cultivation is not only beautiful in the sky, but also the scenery on the ground. ”

Ning Baifeng said with a smile: "This is the reason why you scholars, no matter how high your cultivation is, you will still enter the world and live?"

Chen Songfeng did not answer this question directly, and sighed softly.

"The knowledge that scholars seek is only to find a place of rest for thousands of Li people, if you only look at the heights, what is the point of reading. ”

Saying this, Chen Songfeng sighed again.

Ning Baifeng thought for a moment and said softly: "People go to high places, if they don't look at high places, how can they know where they are going, and even if they are still standing still." ”

Chen Songfeng sighed: "However, this kind of person is a minority after all, the vast majority of people can only stand at the bottom, if no one guides them, just look at the high places, the world and people's hearts will be more chaotic." ”

Ning Baifeng turned his head to look at the bottom of the mountain and said with a smile: "That's why there are people who sweep the snow when it snows under the mountain?"

Chen Songfeng smiled lightly.

Ning Baifeng said: "Mr. Chen, I understand your kindness, but I am not a scholar, and I can't do the things you expect." ”

From the actions and words of the old man who swept the snow at the bottom of the mountain, as well as Chen Songfeng's remarks, Ning Baifeng guessed that he wanted to let himself walk down the mountain and not go too high.

So that this is the country and the people, and the world is edified.

Such an ideal is ambitious, but it does not suit him.

The truth of the man who wields the sword is, after all, only under the sword.

Chen Songfeng turned his gaze to the statue in the palace and said, "But some people want you to do it. ”

Ning Baifeng also looked at the statue.

Chen Songfeng said: "Confucianism, there are books and biographies, carved monuments and statues, and said that your spirit turtle servant is already doing these things for you. ”

Ning Baifeng was stunned.

The purpose of his coming to Donglai Mountain was to ask about the statue, but he was suddenly told that the reason behind this was actually Yuantai's doing, which really surprised him.

Ning Baifeng frowned, "Where is Yuantai?"

Chen Songfeng pointed in the direction of the imperial city and chuckled: "It's cold, everything is in winter, I don't know if it's hibernating, but the price of wine in the upper capital has risen by three percent." ”

Ning Baifeng immediately prepared to go down the mountain.

This bastard, I think it won't hurt if I rely on the thickness of the turtle shell?!

Chen Songfeng stretched out his hand to stop him, and said with a smile: "Regarding the matter of the statue, although it was Yuan Tai's idea, I nodded and agreed, otherwise His Majesty the Emperor would not have done this, it can be said that this matter is caused by the three parties hitting it off." ”

Ning Baifeng turned his head to look at him, and was about to ask why, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't spit them out.

He was slightly stunned for a moment, and said, "Because of the luck of the mountain and river monument?"

"Not bad!"

Chen Songfeng nodded, "Since you have been connected to the Great Yan Qi Luck and are respected as a Holy Master, it is normal to erect a statue. If you want to say whether you can moisten things silently, then I can tell you that the statue is not only good for you, but also for the people of Yan Kingdom, which is a great thing for the benefit of the country and the people. ”

Seeing that Ning Baifeng was about to speak, Chen Songfeng immediately changed his words and said in a straight voice: "I believe that you will not disappoint thousands of people for your own selfishness!"

Ning Baifeng opened his mouth, took a breath of cold air, and only held back a sentence for a while, "But I'm not a Confucian disciple, let alone a scholar, how can I educate the world?"

Chen Songfeng showed a light smile.

"If I'm not mistaken, you practiced Confucian kendo for a long time. ”

He had expected Ning Bai Summit to say this, so he had been prepared for it.

Ning Baifeng nodded helplessly.

This is a fact, until now, when he has free time, he still practices calligraphy as a sword practice.

But what does Confucian kendo have to do with this?

Chen Songfeng said: "Confucianism has been passed down since ancient times there are six arts, and kendo is one of them, I can do it for you, but the true meaning of your Confucian kendo still needs to be taught by yourself." ”

Ning Baifeng frowned slightly, "I don't have time to stay here to collect the apprentice sword." ”

Chen Songfeng said with a smile: "I didn't say that you should stay in Shangdu to pass the sword, you just need to leave your true intention of the sword in Shangdu, as for how to stay, that's your own business." ”

Ning Baifeng stood quietly and pondered, subconsciously unloaded the wine jug on his waist with his left hand, brought it to his lips and took a sip.

Snowflakes fell on the shoulders of the two of them and on the top of their heads.

The world was silent, only the rustle of snowflakes falling to the ground.

After a long time, Ning Baifeng took a sip of wine, exhaled a breath of hot air, his shoulders shook slightly, and the snow on his body was shaken, and said, "This is why you asked me to come to Shangdu before the sword fight?!"

When he asked, there was actually another meaning.

From the beginning of the mountain, it can be said that Chen Songfeng has been camping step by step, in order to give the matter of passing the sword on the statue just now and educating the world.

It can be seen that Chen Songfeng has his own thoughts implicit in it, but it is not sinister intentions, on the contrary, from the perspective of the people of Limin, he has some good intentions.

Ning Baifeng was not disgusted by this practice of coercing each other with the general trend, but he also disliked it.

That's why I asked.

Chen Songfeng did not hide it, and replied: "That's true, but it's not just I want you to come here, Your Majesty also has this intention." ”

Ning Baifeng raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter?"

Chen Songfeng rolled up his sleeves, the snowflakes around him scattered, and said with a smile: "You have to ask our majesty in person to know, let's go, the winter dumpling banquet is over, and the small court meeting will start at night, let's go and see it together." ”

With that, he walked down the hill first.

Ning Baifeng hung the wine jug on his waist, pressed his left hand on the hilt of Su Wen's sword, and walked down the steps.