Chapter 139 The prince and brothers meet happily, and the Xuanyuan family is in a dark tide
Emperor Murong Tong said seriously: “Your Highness cannot generalize!”
Xu Fengnian opened his eyes and said calmly: “I understand this principle. Xu Xiao is not a scholar who is admired from the bottom of his heart, but few seem to have a good ending. Xunping, who submitted the 21 memorials of governing the country, was cooked by the people; Zhao Changling vomited blood and died in a military tent outside the Western Shu imperial city; Li Yishan, who once commented on civil and military generals, was criticized by some literary giants who used words to take lives by writing, and was implicated, and finally escaped to Xu Xiao before he survived. Of course, you can also continue to say that this is a generalization, but I have seen too many people in the Palace of Beiliang. The style of famous scholars is indeed a poem full of style. Whether it is a killer or a praise of merit, it is a first-class work. Fame and fortune, do you know why the word “fame” is before the word “profit”? Saint Zhang of the North once said that there are three immortals, the Supreme Master established virtue, and the second made words, and the second made merit. This is the answer, and it is also the basis for why literati despise martial artists. There are a few scholars who are studying for morality, and the most common ones are to establish words. Make words to gain fame, gain reputation, and keep their reputation in history. How can they care about the hunger, fullness, coldness and warmth of the people.”
Xu Feng said in a young voice: “I heard famous scholars in Jiangnan Dao say that the king and the king are domineering and profitable at Baoguo Temple in Jiangnan. As a result, a poor scholar who was not qualified to join the table was seeking profit for the people. What kind of famous scholars are those famous scholars who only know how to recite the wind, snow and moon. Qingtan said: “If you like this, you will not believe it. After the Confucian general Wang Mingyang committed suicide, he was the top of the list of singular ministers. Xu Xiao and the old assistant quarreled and rolled up their sleeves and paddled them away with them. The Historical Book of Western Chu did not leave a word for this scholar who had been alone in Diaoyutai for ten years. This time, it was the old leader in the court and the old teacher of Western Chu, Sun Xiji, who had written it.”
Emperor Murong Tonghuang was still persisting, but he was no longer as righteous as he was at the beginning. He lowered his head and said, “There are still good scholars.”
Xu Fengnian laughed at himself, “I didn’t say that I had to be unable to get along with scholars. Besides, there is no right or wrong in many people and things. If you are stuck, you must be either this or that, and there is no reason to say.”
Emperor Murong Tonghuang nodded.
Xu Fengnian held his cheek and looked at Guniu Dagang, and said to himself, “It’s still that boy Wen Hua who is open-minded. I don’t know where he is now.”
Emperor Murong Tong was stunned.
Xu Fengnian turned his head and stretched out two fingers, learned the talisman of the devil and evil spirits, pointed at Emperor Murong Tong, and laughed and joked: “As fast as the law, you, the evil that harms the country and the people, will not appear quickly!”
Emperor Murong Tong hesitated for a moment and beat the prince’s chest hard. At this moment, he no longer pretended to be seductive and charming, no longer had his eyebrows.It was sunny, but it exuded a strange and awe-inspiring heroic spirit.
Xu Fengnian lay on the slope and smiled, “Chen Yu, who ranked second in Rouge, is said to be not inferior to Nangong, please know.”
Emperor Murong Tonghuang nodded, but as for why he mentioned Chen Yu and Nangong, he was confused.
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, “That Nangong is like you, a man with a white fox face, which is better than you. Now I am watching secret books in the Listening Chao Pavilion in the Beiliang Palace. When he comes out of the building, he might be the best in the world. My two swords and Chunlei and Xiudong were originally his, but later I gave them one by one to borrow.”
Emperor Murong Tong laughed and said, “Explain again, be careful to be regarded as if there is no silver here.”
Xu Fengnian felt relieved. There are thousands of knots in the heart. It is a knot to help the siblings untie one knot and deal with the broken things of the Xuanyuan family. As for the life trend of Murong Tonghuang, he only needs to lay the foreshadowing that cannot be called foreshadowing, and he will not pay attention to it in the future. This game of chess really requires learning from the old monster Huang Sanjia, don’t bother with whether he is a tiger or a dog, and then let’s talk about it after learning it.
Xu Fengnian remembered the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Heavenly Man who came from the dragon in his dream, Zhao Huangchao. This Zhao is not Zhao from the Zhao family of the Tianshi Mansion. Xu Fengnian has not yet figured out whether it is a dream or a reality. If it is the truth, why did the Haha girl who had been climbing the cliff all night not reacting even the old sword god Li Chungang didn’t notice it! But it should be regarded as a great dream of spring and autumn. The white python against the black dragon. Everything that the middle-aged Taoist priest Zhao Huangchao said is reasonable and well-founded, especially the Zhang Xu Tianlong rising from the cliff, which is almost exactly the same as the one in “The Evil Dragon of Spring Thunder and Frightening Dragon”. This picture of the Heavenly King and Heavenly Girl was made by a great Qi Refiner, supplemented by evil prophecies. Xu Fengnian frowned, not daring to tell anyone about this strange thing for the time being. I am afraid that only by returning to Beiliang can we mention it to Xu Xiao and Li Yishan.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince didn’t know that not long ago, someone happened to be facing Longhu Mountain. Xuanyuan Qingfeng and his grandfather Xuanyuan Guoqi stood on the Wangjiang platform in the Wending Pavilion, and they stood on the railing. The Wending Pavilion is built on the cliff, while the Wangjiang Platform suddenly emerges, with the mountain wind blowing, and the high places are extremely cold. Xuanyuan Qingfeng closed his fur collar, and the old man with frosty hair smiled and said, “It’s cold that you are lazy, like your father, you are unwilling to work hard on martial arts. Practicing martial arts may not necessarily be a fight or killing. Strengthening your body is the foundation.”
Xuanyuan Qingfeng’s cheeks were blown red by the storm from the river to the walls of Guniu Dagang. He shrank his neck and said coquettishly, “It’s not too late to learn now.”
Xuanyuan National Vessel, whose ancient sword hanging on his waist, smiled without saying a word.
The old man is the only seed of Xuanyuan of Huishan. After his ancestor Xuanyuan Dapan was defeated again and again, he went to seclusion and practiced with the help of Xuanyuan’s national weapon. When he was young, he missed the opportunity to confront Li Chungang, the sword god who could be called Li invincible at the time. He became famous in nearly twenty years. In the first battle down the mountain, he picked the hardest Wu family sword tomb as a sword-sharpening stone, forcing Wu family Su Wang sword out of the sheath. Although Xuanyuan’s national weaponHe was still honored by defeat and was praised by the martial arts world for his late success. All my friends have been with me over the years. Not long ago, I just went to the Dongyue Sword Pool and defeated six sword puppets with one sword. My reputation was closely followed by Deng Tai’a. I don’t know whether the rumors in the martial arts world will be replaced by Xuanyuan Guoqi to become the eleventh. Is it true or false?
Xuanyuan Guoqi whispered: “I heard that Li Chungang is next to the prince of Beiliang.”
The old man flicked the scabbard with his fingers, and the ancient sword in the sheath trembled, which actually overshadowed the howling mountain wind, but Xuanyuan Qingfeng was no different. The old man sneered: “Li Chungang used to be a sword fairy spirit, and when he became a lackey in Beiliang, it was really disappointing! I thought that when would I go back to Jianchi and go to see this sword master to compete with him. Although it is easy to deal with now, I wonder if Li Chungang is worthy of this Pupu sword being unsheathed!”
Xuanyuan Qingfeng smiled and said, “The thin camel is bigger than a horse, isn’t that old man the eighth?”
Xuanyuan Guoqi smiled indifferently and said, “My girl, don’t use the trick of provoking generals. Do you know that the sword realm has been regressing and you want to make more courageous and diligent, especially the master of Li Chungang’s realm, the difficulty is not worse than that of passing through tribulation and ascension. As long as it is not the first level of the sword immortal, your grandfather can fight. It would be fine if this eighth is the eighth of real gold and silver. If you just think about Li Chungang’s unparalleled heroic figure back then, you might as well just let me poke the fig leaf. The former sword god without a horse and an arm was defeated by the Baopu sword, which is better than being used as a stepping stone by those young young people.”
Xuanyuan Qingfeng was about to speak, and the old man waved his hand and said, “Girl, go first, don’t be blown out of the wind and cold. Your father, who is so stupid in studying, will have to nag me for a month.”
Xuanyuan Qingfeng left the Wending Pavilion with a sad face. When I read books, I was demented. How could the Xuanyuan family, which was crowded with martial arts, stand in Xuanyuan Qingfeng, walk in the pavilion, with bookshelf erected on both sides, and a slender hand slowly smeared the secret book arranged by the first pronunciation of the characters, and her eyes were dull. These ancient books that have touched with fingers are all martial arts secrets that the world dreams of. She has read most of them and kept them in mind, because she knows that once she gets married, even if she wants to marry into a son-in-law, she will no longer be allowed to enter the Wending Pavilion. So she has worked hard to recite the secret books over the years, page after page, one after another, hoping to find a man who can rely on in the future to prosper the eldest son-in-law, which was consumed by the scholar’s father, and restore the atmosphere that the bulk should have.
After walking out of the Wending Pavilion, Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked determined.
An old woman who took care of Xuanyuan Qingfeng’s growth rushed over and whispered, “Miss, Yuan Tingshan is back, there is a sign of serious injury and incurable.”
Xuanyuan Qingfeng asked calmly, “Can you save it.”
The old woman shook her head and said, “Ordinary methods will surely die.”
Xuanyuan Qingfeng stood there on the spot, absent-minded.
The old woman said pitifully: “Miss, Yuan Tingshan will die if he dies. I’ll find another young man to cultivate it carefully.”
Xuanyuan Qingfeng’s lips are blue and white, murmured, “There is no chance.”