Chapter Seventy-Three: Jiangcheng Wensheng (Thank you for not Zhengtai but for the reward of the New Year)
The pouring rain kept beating the doors and windows, and from time to time there was a wet mud at the entrance.
Not long after Zhou Bai and Hongyu left the underworld, they encountered this shower, and in desperation, the two could only temporarily give up their plans to rush to Jiangcheng.
"It's late autumn and winter, why is there still such heavy rain in the northland. Zhou Bai wrapped himself in a blanket and held a hot tea ceremony. With the rain of late autumn, the temperature in Lingyang also dropped, which made Zhou Bai, who was already a little chilly, distressed.
Hongyu glanced at Zhou Bai with disdain, "Since the Jingshi and his party, although you are still compatible with sword intent every day, you have never practiced swordsmanship again, and if your physical body is not strong, of course you will be afraid of cold and heat." ”
"The foundation of kendo is seriously damaged, and of course I have to focus on repairing the foundation first. Zhou Bai said casually, and he felt regret as soon as the words fell.
Sure enough, the room fell into a dead silence, the matter of the foundation of the kendo has always been a thorn in Hongyu's heart, and Zhou Bai is also deliberately avoiding this topic, and now that it is mentioned by Zhou Bai again, a look of regret and chagrin appeared on Hongyu's face.
The rain gradually decreased, and the dark clouds outside the window gradually dispersed, and a ray of sunlight sprinkled on Hongyu's body, but it could not bring a trace of warmth.
"Hongyu, you know the sword, but you don't know the Tao. The Great Dao is fifty days and forty-nine, and there will definitely be a glimmer of life in the matter of the foundation of the sword. Zhou Bai said confidently, as early as when he was desperate, a thought faintly rose in his heart, this matter would be an opportunity for him.
Although she didn't know why Zhou Bai was so confident, Hongyu still chose to believe him, just as she believed that Zhou Bai would not harm her when she saw it at first sight.
In the blink of an eye, the dark clouds dispersed, and the pedestrians on the street gradually increased, Zhou Bai looked out of the city with the sun, and a white aura ran through the heaven and earth, which was the direction of Zhufu.
Zhou Bai stood proudly behind his hands and said, "Zhu Erdan is now reborn, he is already a talent of a hundred miles, and now he has an epiphany and a cultural empowerment, and his future is limitless." ”
"Do you want to go and visit this promising talent?" Hongyu covered her mouth and smiled, every time she saw Zhou Bai looking like a high-minded teacher, like a sour Confucian, she secretly felt funny. Not a mocking laugh, but a reaction to a contrasting personality.
Zhou Bai also felt funny about his tone, and couldn't help scratching his face and smiled, "No need, the fate is gathered and the fate is dispersed, I am already a passerby, if I have a fate with him, I will see you again in the future." ”
"After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn. Zhou Bai muttered.
Hongyu's eyes lit up, "Although I like to read and practice calligraphy on weekdays, I have never seen you recite poems against each other, and now it seems that your literary talent is indeed extraordinary." ”
Zhou Bai sniffed the breath washed by the autumn rain, thought about it and said, "This poem is written by Wang Majie, although I read it every day, but it is only for the cultivation of Haoran Qi, not really liked." The Four Books and the Five Classics are a little obscure to me. ”
Ruby is like petrification..... The people in the world who have comprehended the spirit of Haoran after Mencius actually do not like the Confucian classics, and even some do not understand them.
"Then you ......"
Zhou Bai shook his head and chuckled, interrupting Hongyu's question, only to stretch out his finger and point upward.
On the muddy path, two horses were particularly happy stepping on small puddles, splashing each other with mud spots.
The carriage drove out of Lingyang County, and Lu Juan did not appear.
"Oops. Zhou Bai slapped his forehead abruptly and called.
Hongyu looked at Zhou Bai suspiciously.
Zhou Bai said with annoyance, "I lost the razor earlier, and I kept saying that I wanted to make a new one, but I forgot about it all the way." Zhou Bai touched the stubble that pricked his hands, and his heart usually didn't like to look in the mirror, but now his image must be extremely sloppy.
"........." Hongyu got up and sat opposite Zhou Bai, stretched out her palm to touch Zhou Bai's face, and said seriously, "Don't move." ”
Zhou Bai was stunned for a moment, feeling a touch of warmth on his face floating back and forth. Looking at the red jade that was getting tighter and tighter, I couldn't help but blush a little.
"Alright. Ruby retracted her palm, sat down in place, and said.
......... Zhou Bai was a little puzzled, and touched his cheek, which was still a little hot, with his hand, "Huh, the stubble is gone?"
Hongyu said flatly, "I gathered my sword qi and shaved off the stubble for you." If you need it in the future, let me know. You must not shave with a red sword!" The murderous aura of the last sentence made Zhou Bai a little embarrassed.
At that time, Hongyu pushed open the door and saw Zhou Bai who was 'wiping his neck', and was immediately shocked, almost retracting Chihong. After learning that Zhou Bai was shaving his stubble, Zhou Bai was angry for the first time when he saw Hongyu. Since then, Hongyu has ordered that it is strictly forbidden to use red rainbow to shave and cut hair.
Easy from south to north, difficult from north to south, on the way to Jiangcheng, Zhou Bai found that there were many more checkpoints on the road, either guarded by Xuanjia soldiers or guarded by local soldiers.
If they went north, they were not intercepted, and if they went south, they were interrogated by officers and soldiers.
Relying on the Yingchuan clerk Zhou Bai was able to pass the customs directly, avoiding interrogation, Zhou Bai was puzzled, so he asked a few more words.
The general of the garrison told him that there was a great change on the border of the north, and the news came out from the Xiahou army that the alien race did not know where to learn about the change of the Daliang Jingshi, and sent a large number of fine works to the south of the Yangtze River in an attempt to provoke disputes between the north and the south, and took the opportunity to cause chaos in the rear of the Xiahou army.
General Xiahou sent 50,000 Xuanjia soldiers to the south to guard various checkpoints to prevent foreign races from mixing into the south of the Yangtze River.
Zhou Bai suddenly felt that something was wrong when he heard this, although Guozijian and Tai Academy were located in the north and south, they had now divided the Liang government and the opposition equally. Both parties are Confucians, and now they are trying their best to devour real power everywhere, how can they be instigated by foreign races?
However, recently, the contradictions between the local officials and Confucians in Jingzhou have intensified, and they are trying their best to wait for the last fight. At such a time, Xiahou sent troops south.
Zhou Bai sat on the bumpy carriage, his brows furrowed.
Which hole card is this Xiahou?Confucianism or Jingchu?or........ Zhou Bai buried a trace of uneasiness in his heart.
If so, then Brother Gu is in danger.
Lifting the curtains and looking into the distance, although there were no clouds and the warm sun was shining, he saw that the south of the river was covered with thick clouds and thunder and lightning.
The gateway of Jing Chu is located in Jiangcheng on the bank of the river, in the Jingzhou Academy outside the Jiangcheng, a middle-aged man stands in the wind, although his figure is not very tall, but there is a kind of arrogance deep into the bone marrow, long hair tied behind him, a few points of gray hidden in the black, the autumn wind is bleak, blowing the fallen leaves in the courtyard, the middle-aged man reached out to catch a maple leaf, looked at the left and right vertical and horizontal veins, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.
"I've seen Wen Sheng. Two young scholars hurried outside, and saluted Gu Xizhi with a look of awe.
Gu Xizhi let go of his palm, let the maple leaves fall, and Gu Xizhi said softly, "Mingcheng, Wenxin." What happened to the Chu family?"
The two glanced at each other, and Wen Xin bowed his head and said, "The Chu family is still wavering. ”
Gu Xizhi waved his sleeves, stretched out his hand to help Wen Xin, and said gently, "As a literati, you must be arrogant, I have already told you, I am not your teacher, I don't have to bow in everything, although I have a literary name, the essence is no different from you, just a scholar." It doesn't have to be that way. ”
Gu Xizhi stretched out his hand and dusted off the fallen leaves on Mingcheng's shoulder, and said with a gentle smile, "Since it is still wavering, then it will be extinguished." ”