Chapter 204 A letter to Master Dongfang, the old ghost slayer
In the early morning, the first ray of sunshine shone in the courtyard of Lanxian Pavilion.
Master Xing has already walked into the hall carrying a small basket and wearing a decent Confucian shirt.
He is a member of the Ministry of Rites, Wailang, and a priest of the "Guoziyuan", the emperor's royal academy. He is a fourth-rank official, highly respected and knowledgeable.
He and his colleagues were invited into the Jiang family to educate the two descendants of the Jiang family for seven days. He chose the eldest son who had returned home from exile. Money was the second most important thing. Teaching waste soil to become talented people and achieving temporary fame was the most important.
Although the prince did not agree with him these past seven days, he felt that with his talents and learning, he would eventually influence this scoundrel.
After entering the main hall, the prince was sitting upright and waiting. Satisfied, he sat down at the desk, took out the book and started to explain. Then he glanced at the prince, who still ignored him and seemed to be writing. What, same as usual.
Master Xing shook his head and explained the scriptures from the shallower to the deeper.
After a while, the prince took out two letters and handed them to the maid not far away. The maid hurriedly walked out, and he suddenly looked over: "I want to ask you a question, sir!"
< br>Master Xing put down his books with a solemn face, thinking that the opportunity had come. He stroked his beard and smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, please ask!"
Xin Zhuo thought about it for a while: "If I have a grudge against two people and I want to write a letter to them, how should I write it?"
"Have you ever thought about why I have a grudge against two people?" If you have an enmity with one person, it may be because of that person's fault. If you have an enmity with two people, is it because there is something wrong with the prince?"
Master Xing took it seriously, and his thinking was no longer directed at the issue of the prince. .
Xin Zhuo laughed and said: "One day these two people got sick and splashed shit all over me. Is it my fault too?"
"Well..." Master Xing was silent for a moment. Continue stroking: "I think, Although this matter is offensive and indeed a bit bad, if the prince is generous and turns the hostility into friendship, repaying the grudge with kindness and making the two of them feel grateful, wouldn't it better reflect the demeanor of the superior and spread a good reputation for a while? "
Xin Zhuo said: "First of all, I don't want a good reputation, and secondly, they won't be grateful!"
Master Xing frowned: "I am curious, why did those two people throw dirty things all over the prince?"
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Xin Zhuo said: "I said, They are out of their minds!”
Master Xing sighed: “Why can’t the prince not care about the mediocre people, be pure and arrogant in the world?”
Xin Zhuo said: “Can’t you do it? Come on, I want to fuck them!”
Master Xing frowned, and his thoughts were a little confused: "When will retribution be repaid? Enemies revenge others. In the future, there will be more and more enemies, which is not good for ourselves?"
Xin Zhuo waved his hand nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter. powerful He is always alone!"
"Strong man..." Mr. Xing looked him up and down, "I still feel that this is not allowed..."
Xin Zhuo interrupted: "Mr. Let’s think about it from another angle Worry, if I don't relieve my anger, I will feel depressed and do irrational things. If I am irrational, the Jiang family will not be peaceful. The Jiang family will not be peaceful. Maybe the 300,000 Western Qin troops on the border will not be peaceful either.
Then the court was shaken. When the court was shaken, the Great Zhou Dynasty was also in chaos. The chaos in the Great Zhou Dynasty would cause unrest in all the countries in the four directions. Maybe there would be a war! In the end, the whole world would be in riot, leading to the explosion of the universe and the destruction of mankind. Turn into nothingness! ”
"Ah this..." Master Xing's body trembled and his old eyes widened.
Xin Zhuo concluded: "The so-called cook who doesn't want to be a tailor is not a good soldier. Don't you understand the truth?"
Master Xing stroked his beard very quickly: "I I have to give it a try!”
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The midday sun shines on the huge Buddha statue in the Great Buddha Temple, exuding a golden aftertaste, as if the entire Buddhist Temple is shrouded in sacred Buddha light. .
In the secluded side hall, the old Spirit-Slayer Master slowly opened the letter. Gujing Wubo's old eyes widened a little, and he saw a line of words written on it:
"Slayer, old bald donkey" , Look at the sword! I knew you were having an affair with the old ghost from the East. You two have a strong love for each other. Everyone knows! Did the old ghost from the East say that to you: My dear master, just follow me?” Now that the other party has sent such a vulgar letter, the Clay Bodhisattva still has three points of fire nature.
I couldn't help but throw it aside: "Ignorant child! How can I spare you!"...
Qiufeng Academy has nearly a hundred pavilions and pavilions, which have an antique charm, but today the students in broad robes and Confucian shirts are walking around in a hurry, seeming to have something on their mind.
In a remote pavilion, Mr. Dongfang is sitting cross-legged behind a desk. He is wearing a washed white robe, silver hair, and boring old hands. He looks like a country farmer, who is also working hard at this moment. Opening the letter:
"Old ghost from the East, a brilliant man! Old thief with a blue beard! You will return to the Nine Springs soon, how can you see your ancestors? You are narrow-minded and you are in vain to be a master. He claims to be enlightened, but he has no tolerance for others, he is shameless, he does not know how to hide himself, and only cares about food and clothing. How dare you act like a beast in front of me, pretending to be a master? Shave your beard and hair and let the world see your ugly face as an old man!"
Mr. Dongfang put down the letter, his face still had a calm look, but his right hand was slightly trembling unnoticeably.
“Master, what’s the matter?”
Two people were sitting below.
A female member in her twenties with a handsome bun and a dashing figure, and an imposing and tall male member.
Mu Qing'er and Linghu Yi, third-year students of Qiufeng Academy, are ranked among the top ten among the three thousand students in the academy. They joined Mr. Dongfang's disciples half a year ago. They are both extremely talented people.
Mr. Dongfang handed over the letter: "Just as you just guessed!"
Mu Qing'er took it, glanced at it casually, and couldn't help but angrily yelled: "This eldest son of the Jiang family is so evil, do you really think that Is the Jiang family omnipotent? ”
Linghu Yi also frowned and said in a deep voice: "At the feet of the emperor, there is a powerful place in the capital. This Prince Jiang has no laws and must be beaten! This letter is full of vulgarity and the meaning of the words is messy. It is the words of a child in the market. Sir, Don't worry!"
Mr. Dongfang smiled slightly and said calmly: "It doesn't matter. It’s because I’ve fallen into the poor category. I think highly of him!” Passed?"
In "Lanxian Pavilion", Xin Zhuo curiously asked Mr. Xing who had turned pale.
"I'm not happy! That's the end of today's teaching!"
Master Xing threw down his sleeves angrily, got up and left, but his figure looked a little more depressed.
"Sir, walk slowly!"
Xin Zhuo smiled and continued to play with the two small swords in his hands. These were the two small swords of the Jiang family that were looking for Chanyi to come. "The elite soldier of destiny".
Breaking through the Little Grandmaster realm was to create "Elite Soldiers", but he had no clue at all. He looked at the two girls Ying Jianying and Sai Qingzhu opposite who were in a daze: "What is the origin of elite soldiers? Made? ”
Ying Jianying cupped her fists and said: "It depends on what kind of materials the prince needs, how much zhenqi and how much concentration of soldiers? In order to make it reasonably refining!"
Can any Ning Bing be used?”
Sai Qingzhu’s pupils shrank and his body became a little stiff.
Ying Jianying frowned and said: "The true energy of the Shinto seems to be able to capture thousands of soldiers in the world, but... the prince said that any number of soldiers can be condensed, which is unrealistic.
Warriors The customary mentality and the habit of using weapons will leave their mark on the Upper, Middle and Lower Dantian Palaces, and they will be transferred from Yuanchen Palace as if they were born, so there will be sword cultivators, sword cultivators, gun cultivators and so on in the world.
There are rules in the world. One person cannot do everything in condensing weapons. If a sword cultivator turns to sword cultivator, he will probably waste a long time and his martial arts realm will stagnate! "
Xin Zhuo frowned, his thoughts have been changing. Although the weapon currently used is a gun, it does not seem to have a fixed form of condensation. It seems that all weapons in the world can be used.
Am I a monster?
(End of this chapter)