Chapter 286 I came here just to take back my apprentice’s dojo
Yan Wangsheng walked up to Changsun layman with his hands behind his back and stared at him with his eyes down.
Laity Changsun had a smile on his face and annoyance in his eyes.
This old boy...
Hit his nose in the face!
Although the library suppressed Yan Wangsheng everywhere, the identity of the third generation successor was there. Even laymen like them had to call him uncle after seeing Yan Wangsheng.
Now let me go over and worship the Taoist priest?
Then what should I say?
You call him Master, then when I go to him, don’t I have to kneel down and bow down to him respectfully, kowtow three times, and shout “Welcome, ancestor”?
The face in the library is not a face, right?
The eldest grandson was smiling but not smiling:
"Mr. Yan is joking. I know that I am very capable and unparalleled in ancient and modern times, but the capital is also a rare immortal figure in the world. Now the capital has gone west, log in Immortal Tower, only our library is left, so it is natural to maintain the foundation of the library. It is not good for the capital to worship others as the ancestors."
"Changsun, don't pretend to be understanding with me. Confused. The capital is from Huishan, and Huishan is also the Taoist priest's monastery.
His attitude is very obvious.
Anyway, the capital is dead now, and there is no evidence, so it will definitely be able to pass.
Yan Wangsheng frowned slightly. He wanted to say something more, but he saw Zuo Chen walking up to him with a smile.
“I’m tired from stopping at the door. Why don’t you invite me in to have a rest?”
“Please come inside.”
Changsun layman led the way.
Yan Wangsheng was a little puzzled, but when he thought about the list Zuo Chen wanted during the day, he became convinced and simply followed Zuo Chen into the library.
The students originally wanted to join in the fun, but they were led back by the discerning gentlemen.
Next, what Zuo Chen and the others are going to discuss is not something that students can participate in.
Soon, layman Changsun took Zuo Chen and the others to the center of the long library street. There was a large house here, which was tall and wide. There were four carvings on the building, which were the eight chapters of the library. The council room where important matters of all sizes are discussed.
It is said that the capital master once preached in this council room, and discussing things here can be regarded as a legacy.
The conference room has a main seat and two rows of listening seats next to it.
The old gentlemen in the library who heard the news had already sat in the seats next to them.
Some people are curious, some are disdainful, and some simply act as if it has nothing to do with them, as if today's farce has nothing to do with them.
After arriving here, Changsun layman asked Zuo Chen:
"You sit over here."
The direction of his finger pointed to a guest seat.
Zuo Chen smiled and shook his head, gently pushed away the Changsun layman in front of him, and walked to the middle of the house in a swagger.
He turned around, lifted up his robe, and sat on the main seat in the middle.
Caiyi stood directly beside him, crossing his arms.
Today, Zuo Chen also changed from his previous calmness. He simply crossed his legs, supported his cheek with his left hand, and looked at the two laymen with a half-smile.
Principal Changsun’s smile froze on his face, and he opened his mouth to murmur. He could not speak, but Practitioner Zhuge said coldly:
“That one is reserved for our host.”
"Owner?" Zuo Chen looked sideways at Yan Wangsheng.
Yan Wangsheng introduced with a complex expression: "That's an older generation of library people. He's a traitor."
"Oh." Zuo Chen nodded.
"Mr. Yan, the poster has allowed you to be so presumptuous over and over again, but today you dare to slander the poster!"
Jushi Changsun did not dare to get angry at Zuo Chen, so he turned to Yan Wangsheng.
Yan Wangsheng did not tolerate the other party and scolded him directly:
"That bastard leaked the news about the capital to the nobles and caused the capital to fall into a trap. Isn't he a traitor? You did it in private. What dirty and dirty things others don’t know about, I know very well!”
The eldest grandson gritted his teeth.
When he usually said this to Yan Wangsheng, the other party would swallow his anger. Now that he has a backer, he is so tough!
We were planning to continue fighting each other, but we heard a gentle male voice coming from outside the court:
“Layholder, don’t get angry. I think Mr. Yan must have misunderstood what I did back then. The Taoist priest happened to be here today. It would be better for the two sides to talk about this. Why hurt the harmony? "
An old man walked out of the hall, wearing a brocade robe, and he looked older than Yan Wangsheng. How old are you? I must be seventy or almost eighty.
But his energy and spirit are quite good, his body is full of vitality, his moral conduct is good, and he can prolong his life.
Seeing Zuo Chen sitting in the main seat, the old man was neither angry nor annoyed. He bowed his hands and introduced himself:
"The current owner of the library and a direct disciple of the capital, Qin Wuming, have met "Master Zuo."
Zuo Chen nodded and did not reply.
Qin Wuming still had a smile on his face and sat on the guest chair.
When the two laymen saw that Qin Wuming was like this, they couldn't say anything more and could only sit on either side of Qin Wuming.
At this moment, all the guests are here.
The atmosphere in the room instantly became tense.
Everyone feels something.
Something big is about to begin that will shake up the library.
Seeing that Zuo Chen was silent, Qin Wuming stood up first, walked to the center of the hall, and asked with a smile:
"I have heard that the Taoist priest is very elegant and is an immortal equal to the capital. When the Taoist priest entered the capital, I paid him a visit. I didn’t expect the Taoist priest to come to the library first. I just don’t know what kind of things the Taoist priest needs to do this time. Does he want to talk about scriptures or go to see the things left by the capital?” >
Listening to Qin Wuming’s question, Zuo Chen finally spoke slowly:
“I have been in seclusion on Gray Mountain for a long time, and during this period I picked up a disciple. “That’s a boy. I wanted to take him in, but he was stubborn, so he moved to a village at the foot of Gray Mountain and went up the mountain to beg for help every day. Finally, with my soft heart, I took him under my knees and taught him as a child.
"After teaching for a long time, I developed some feelings, but I didn't expect that this brat left Gray Mountain and came to Kyoto in order to save the world.
"He opened a shop in Kyoto. The Taoist temple is said to gather all the books in the world and rule the world with literature. It is called a library. ”
As soon as these words came out, the whole hall fell silent.
The gentlemen in the library who can come here are well aware of the past events and are mentally prepared for Zuo Chen’s identity.
< br>But others say and Zuo Chen admits that these are two completely different concepts
Qin Wuming also acted as if he had been prepared, his expression remained unchanged, he just sighed and said:
"My master did tell me before that he had a master on Gray Mountain, but you also know , Most of the people present are mortals who have not cultivated to such a high level. Your appearance remains unchanged, but it is difficult to convince everyone. If you have no evidence, there is no way to return this library to you. "
Qin Wuming's words were impeccable, but people next to him could also understand them.
Evidence?
The capital has been dead for so long, where is the evidence?
It was obvious that he was playing tricks on Tai Chi and was planning to drag Zuo Chen here.
Zuo Chen stared at Qin Wuming, and Qin Wuming responded with a bright smile.
“You are the poster here, right.”
“I am not talented, but thanks to the support of many friends, I became the poster.”
“That’s good. "Zuo Chen lost his lazy posture and sat up straight.
In an instant, the strong pressure was like a wave, swallowing up the entire library.
Except for the few accompanying cronies around Zuo Chen, everyone in the room felt an indescribable sense of suffocation.
Even the students who were studying outside, the gentlemen who were teaching, and the businessmen who were making a living in the streets felt a mountain-like sense of oppression for a while.
Everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of Zuo Chen.
With a faint smile on his face, Zuo Chen said word by word:
"You may have misunderstood something. I came here today not to discuss anything with you, nor to prove anything to myself.
"My apprentice worked hard to open a dojo. As a result, some thieves appeared in the dojo and my disciple lost his life.
"Since his death, a lot of rat women have spawned in his dojo. They can't see the light, huddled in a ball under the soil.
"Now that I'm back, naturally Get a broom and give it a good sweep. ”
Zuo Chen stood up and put his hands behind his back.
His eyes were already filled with lightning.
"Of course, I don't like killing. Killing in my apprentice's dojo is too strong and not suitable for his pure temperament.
"If I give you a stick of incense, if Get out of here honestly and I won't take your lives. If you still stay here...
"Don't blame me for being rude."
Everyone can hear it.
There was a strong murderous aura in Zuo Chen's words.
The library people originally thought that Zuo Chen came here to "discuss Taoism", so they wanted to use conspiracy and sophistry to welcome Zuo Chen.
Unexpectedly, the Taoist priest actually flipped the table!
But he is of high moral character. When he lifts the table, who dares to move?
Who dared to look in Zuo Chen's direction again? They all lowered their heads and left the conference room like bereft dogs.
When I walked out of here, I started walking with small steps, but my movements turned into long strides.
Zhuge layman also felt his heart tremble.
When I saw Zuo Chen sitting in the main seat just now, he, the top master in the library, was dissatisfied, and he planned to take the initiative to ask for help later and quarrel with Zuo Chen.
Under such strong pressure, how could layman Zhuge still have any intention of fighting?
He could only force himself to maintain his demeanor, stood up, saluted in the direction of Zuo Chen, and planned to retire.
He reached out and pulled Changsun, who seemed to be stunned.
It's like pulling a stone.
Principal Zhuge was startled, and then he realized that something seemed to be restricted on his body.
He could only show a horrified expression, he simply wanted to run but couldn't.
In addition to him, about a quarter of the old gentlemen in the library were also sitting in their seats, unable to move.
Among them was Qin Wuming.
Zhuge layman felt cold in his heart.
I'm afraid,
who can leave and who cannot leave has already been determined.
He was silent for a long time, and finally sat down next to layman Changsun.
Finally, everyone who could move was gone.
Zuo Chen looked around and glanced at layman Zhuge twice before looking away.
"It seems that you want to stay here and argue with me."
Waving his robe, the door closed with a sound.
No one knows what happened in the mansion.
(End of this chapter)