"I don't think anyone will come looking for me. ”

Feng Zhijing watched Han Ruoxi leave the Wenge Tower, and thought of it in his heart.

More than ten years of Taoist life has made Feng Zhijing accustomed to living alone, and it is enough to have ancient books to accompany him in life. Sometimes getting along with others makes him feel a little uncomfortable. When he lived in the Taoist temple, there were pilgrims who talked to him, and he always listened quietly. The elderly female pilgrim always joked about him when she saw the wind and stopped so that he would not be able to find a daughter-in-law in the future. But Feng Zhijing didn't care what they said, what is a daughter-in-law?

After Han Ruoxi's stirring, Feng Zhijing stopped reading books and was ready to dust the books seriously. Can he really do it? To be honest, he can't be sure.

"I really can't do it, I just don't open it. ”

Finally, Feng Zhijing came up with a workable solution.

"Brother Feng, we meet again. ”

If everything that happens in the world is as people want it to be, people will not be troubled. Feng Zhijing couldn't help but open a book of strategies, and sat on the ground to watch carefully, but this time he was not fascinated. As soon as he opened it, there was another sound outside the door. You don't have to look at it, the wind stops and you know that it is the uncle, well, maybe Zhu Xin is also on the side. Things were just like he thought, Bo Ci and Zhu Xin walked into the third floor with their front and back feet.

"It's time to call Brother Feng Master Feng. Pedant. ”

"I, a scholar who stayed in the county, deserve the title of 'master', just follow the old title. ”

When the three of them are together, Zhu Xin is always the one who talks the least, and he is more silent than the wind. This place is not like Wenxin Garden and Canglang Building, there is only a room of messy ancient books, and there is only one pair of seats. Bo Ci and the others were also different from ordinary children of big families, and when they saw the wind stopping, they also sat on the ground. The three of them, more precisely, the two of them chatted for a while. It was mainly about the cultivation of soul warriors, and after Feng Zhijing came down the mountain, he also became interested in the Fushen Dao, and he listened very carefully and carefully. If there is something I don't understand, I will immediately ask Bo Ci, and Bo Ci also knows everything.

"The two of us won't bother Brother Feng anymore, we came here today to congratulate you, and we will go to Wenxinyuan to talk about it another day. ”

The wind stopped and sent the two out of the door.

"By the way, in a few days, the sixth princess will have a banquet in the brook garden to entertain the young man of South Korea, now that Brother Feng is the emperor, someone should come to invite him soon, I don't know if Brother Feng is interested. ”

"Well, I'll go when the time comes. ”

Hearing Bo Ci mention this, Feng Zhijing thought of Han Ruoxi who had left not long ago, and it seemed that there would be a lot of people when the time came. He didn't want to go, especially when he found so many books he hadn't read, but he had to go.

"It seems that someone has already invited Brother Feng, but I said more, so we took our leave. ”

Bo Ci was strange about Feng Zhi's willingness to go to the Creek Garden, he felt that Feng Zhijing was not a person who liked this kind of party. What others think, he can't ask too much.

Human life is short, and the wind has understood this truth since he can remember. There were no other children of the same age playing with him in the Taoist temple, so Feng Zhi played alone. Towering pines and cypresses, green grass, and gorgeous mountain flowers are all his playmates. Every grass and tree in the mountains can not escape the change of the four seasons, spring, summer, autumn, winter, just one year grass and trees have experienced a cycle.

He knows that one day he will grow old, and people also need to go through reincarnation. Therefore, he likes to read, and a book is the author's lifelong insight, especially the ancient books that have been handed down, which are the condensation of decades of hard work. Open a book, between the lines, Feng Zhijing can understand that person's life, and after reading a book, he has also experienced a reincarnation. In this way, he felt that his life had been extended a lot. As he grew older, he became more and more fond of reading. Of course, sometimes there are some strange feelings, as if when did you read this book, is it in a dream?

After the two left, Feng Zhijing restrained the desire in his heart, cleaned the entire three floors of books, put them all on the shelves, and after the shelves were full, he stacked the extra books on the table one by one. Stacked high, it is really a mountain of books. Everything was packed up, and night fell. When he closed the door, Feng Zhijing glanced at the stars in the sky by the way, and he was curious that the strange illness had not occurred tonight.

Sitting on the fine wooden chair, after taking a breath of the strange smell of the faint fragrance mixed with the musty smell, Feng Zhijing opened the book of policies that he had not seen. The reading environment of Wenge is much better than that of the Wind Stop, and the comfortable seats make the Wind Stop enter the state quickly, but today he is destined not to be able to read quietly.

"Master. ”

There was a slight knock at the door, and Feng Zhijing could only close the book and get up to open the door for the man.

"Emperor Han. ”

Hearing that calm voice, Feng Zhijing knew that it was Emperor Han who was coming, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he opened the door and returned the salute. Han Ao was dressed in a Confucian robe, if he didn't know his identity, he would have thought it was a great Confucian.

"I heard that the master came to the Wenge early in the morning, and the students have a matter to deal with, and they only have time to visit in the evening, and I hope the master will not blame. ”

Han Ao was very polite, his posture was very low, and the lord of a country was very impressed that he could make Feng Zhijing do this.

"Emperor Han is polite, I am only your subject, I don't have to be like this. ”

"The etiquette of teachers and students is inevitable, and our Han Qi royal family has always paid attention to etiquette. ”

Feng Zhijing hurriedly invited Han Huang into the door, closed the door, and looked back at the simple facilities here, Feng Zhijing was a little embarrassed. There was only one chair here, and he felt a little snub to Emperor Han.

"Han Huang sit on the chair, it's a little simple here, it makes you smile. ”

"It's that the students are busy with state affairs and don't think it through, so they let the master live in this kind of place. The students will arrange the master's residence tomorrow, and this pavilion has been abandoned for a long time, and it should be repaired. The Master is here, how can the students take their seats, I will sit on the ground. ”

Han Aozheng said, really gathered the hem of his robe, and sat down on the ground where there was still a slight dust.

"No need to make any more arrangements, I'll just stay here. ”

Seeing Emperor Han behaving like this, Feng Zhijing sighed, and sat opposite Han Ao on the ground.

"Maybe the master doesn't like too prosperous residences, but the residence of Master Cen in the southeast of Rongjing has been well preserved, so let's use it as the master's residence. ”

"Then thank you Emperor Han for the reward. ”

Feng Zhijing knew that he couldn't refuse, so he agreed, anyway, he wouldn't easily walk out of the Wenge Tower.

"The students are mainly here to greet the Master today, and nothing else. There is also a reminder to the master that you should be able to enter the eighth floor of the Wenge Pagoda with the ring ruler. Since Master Cen, no one has been in there, perhaps with Master Cen's bequest. ”

"I'll take a look at it when I have time. ”

"I heard that the master was temporarily taking the literary examination, but the students were curious why the master was willing to come, just because of Bo Ci's invitation?"

It didn't take long for Han Ao to know everything about the Wind Stop, which was very ordinary and mysterious. At first, an old Taoist came to Liujun with a baby, and the baby went down the mountain when he was sixteen years old, met Bo Ci in Canglang Tower, and then came to Rongjing, so that the bell that had not rang for thousands of years rang again. Han Ao didn't find out why Lao Dao came from He, why he chose to stay in the county to cultivate, and where he went after the wind stopped going down the mountain. Han Aogui is the Emperor of Han, and the Soul Emperor is cultivated, so he naturally has some guesses, and faintly suspects the identity of Lao Dao, but he doesn't know where the young man in front of him came from. That guess was terrible, and Emperor Han was also taken aback by his idea at the time, but it was very likely. Therefore, even if after Wen Zhong rang, the Wind Stop Realm did not even awaken the Fu God, Han Ao was still willing to serve him as the emperor's teacher.

"Because of a promise. ”

"Promises? It seems that the Master is a man of promises. ”

Although he wanted to know the specific reason, Han Ao didn't ask much.

"What does Emperor Han think is the most important thing in governing the country?"

The conversation with the man by the window was still vivid, and suddenly this question came to his mind, so he asked it.

"What do you value? The most important thing is national strength, and only a strong national strength can make the country unbroken for thousands of years. ”

Han Ao was very strange to ask this question, but he didn't expect this young boy to take the initiative to ask questions in the face of his own lord of the country.

"A strong national strength? Yes, how can we make a strong national strength?"

"It's a soul warrior, only a large number of soul warriors with advanced cultivation can resist the enemy abroad. That's what the students did, and Wenxin Academy was the backbone of Han Qi. ”

Emperor Han gradually became interested and cut off the idea of leaving. The lord of a country is also very lonely, he is very happy to have a person to talk freely about state affairs with him, and this person will not be afraid to talk to him.

"No, I don't think so. ”

I don't know what the master thinks, but the students listen. ”

Han Ao wanted to know what the young man in front of him was thinking.

"I think it's Li Minsheng. ”

"Cangsheng?"

"Yes, people. Even the Soul Saint stood out from the Li Min. Cangsheng, it's you, and it's me. ”

“......”

"A country can only be passed on from generation to generation if it is loved by the people. The idea of the common people is very ordinary, as long as the country gives them a stable place to live, they are willing to sacrifice everything for the country. The country is like this nine-story Wenge Tower, and the common people are the first layer, and when the people are scattered, the tower will fall. As long as the common people are stable, even if the tower rushes into the Nine Heavens Void, it will not fall!" "If the common people have no fixed place, it is your fault, if the common people are not hungry, it is your fault, and if the common people lose hope in life, it is even more your fault. ”

"What the teacher teaches is that the students are taught. ”

Han Ao no longer calls Feng Zhijing a master, but really regards him as his teacher. He didn't expect the young man in front of him to have such thoughts, and at this moment, he really looked at this young master.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being a great talent who makes Wen Zhong ring for a long time. It's very true, it's you and me!" Han Ao sighed in his heart.