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Chapter 50: Civil and military officials gather together, dragons and tigers knock on the gate!
The smiles disappeared from the faces of those celebrities who came to see the joke.

The smile shifted to the face of the old man of the Xue family, and became more and more unbridled.

The smile on Xue Daoyong's face was so wild that he could hardly hold it back. It seemed that it was harder to pull the corners of his mouth down than to pull the trigger of the crossbow.

But the other celebrities and aristocratic families also fully understood the smile on the old man's face. If it were them, they would be even happier, more rampant and more happy than the old man of the Xue family -

Set up the heart for the heaven and the earth, set the destiny for the livelihood and the people, for the sacred and inherited knowledge, and for the peace of the world.

Just these four sentences.

Both literary and military achievements.

That's enough.

What shocked them the most was the strong emotion contained in the last sentence.

They have all seen the world, and have seen thousands of people with thousands of faces. They can hear the essence and spirit in them, which is the most valuable. It is like brushing away the dust and discovering jade. Words and rhetoric are just external decorations. Only the state of mind that can resonate with this sentence is the unpolished jade!
He is the fourth disciple of Master Wang Tong, and the fourth senior brother of many young men from aristocratic families.

It will be born today.

But soon they saw that Master Wang Tong was looking deeply at the young man over there. He did not disturb him, but turned around and walked back to the original place. His back seemed to be straighter and his steps were calmer and more powerful.

The wind blew through the leaves.

In the ballads a thousand years later, people ranked this relatively young Master, the first to advocate the unity of the three religions, as the most outstanding figure after the two saints of Confucianism, and sang the story throughout the world.

[The Five Masters include Xunzi, Yangzi, Wenzhongzi, Laozi and Zhuangzi].

And in the sunlight thousands of years ago.

But no one knew what he was thinking.

Wei Xuancheng looked at the young man quietly and sighed. Du Keming asked, "Why, are you having a headache because you think about the two more trials?"

Wei Xuancheng said: "No, I was just thinking about training my wrist strength."

The boy said calmly:

"There may be more when we pour tea later."

“It is important to prepare for a rainy day.”

………………

Xue Shuangtao also vaguely understood the weight of these last words. She held the gold and jade bracelet in her palm. The young man covered his hand with it but did not take it away. He raised his hand, and an everlasting plum blossom fell into the girl's palm. It was left by Siming when he demonstrated the way of the circulation of yin and yang to him.

Li Guan smiled and said, "I'll give it to you."

Xue Shuangtao asked: "Don't you want this jade ring?"

Li Guanyi: "Am I so greedy for money?"

The girl looked him up and down and smiled slightly:
"No, just a little bit."

Li Guanyi sighed and said, "I know you believe that I am not uneducated, but I really haven't read many classics. Also, thank you for speaking for me in front of those noble families just now."

Xue Shuangtao looked up at him.

Suddenly, she clasped her fists and imitated the salute of the Jianghu people. When she smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were as pretty as a young girl:
"You are so polite."

When Li Guanyi and Xue Shuangtao returned, everything was the same as before.

But old man Xue Daoyong's laughter became more and more hearty.

They brought back some fruit plates, cold meat appetizers, and hot tea to go with the meat.

The woman with a slender waist sang and danced gracefully.

Li Guanyi lowered his eyes, but inexplicably thought of Qian Zheng's sister.

Changsun Wuchou sat beside Li Guanyi. Compared with the time when he introduced this noble family kid to Li Guanyi, the smile on his face seemed to be warmer and gentler. He added a chopstick of braised meat with chopsticks and ate it with Longjing tea, praising: "It tastes really good."

“The ingredients are good, and the utensils and tableware are even better.”

Xue Shuangtao asked, "Aren't there any such eating utensils in the Western Regions?"

Zhang Sun Wu Chou smiled and said, "Of course, the local climate and soil have their own food and drink."

"In the Western Regions and the grasslands, there are no tables. Sometimes a sheep is killed and buried in wood ash to cook. The taste is very strong and juicy. People use small curved knives and daggers to cut the meat and eat it. Women with strong arms hold hands and sing and dance, expressing their emotions directly and passionately."

"It's been a long time since I've had the experience of a banquet at Jiangnan Road. Haha, it's all thanks to you, little brother Li Guanyi, that I can sit here. Compared to the strong winds in the Western Regions, Jiangnan Road is really a good place."

Li Guanyi asked: "What does the Western Region look like?"

Is it the same as the Western Regions in the previous life?

Zhangsun Wuchou looked at Li Guanyi and said with a smile: "The Western Regions have many fine horses, beauties, Hu Xuan dance, and many fruits, but also many deserts. It is extremely vast and has a variety of landscapes. The Jiangnan Road has its own graceful beauty, but in the desert, the sky is full of stars and it is endless. Galloping on horseback is also a man's heroic spirit!"

"Brother Li, if you are interested in visiting the Western Regions, I will treat you."

Changsun Wuchou poured tea for Li Guanyi and said naturally: "I can give you a good horse, even the wind can't catch up with its pace, and a scimitar decorated with gems. Wherever you want to go, I will take you there. The desert is vast and the customs are different from those in the south of the Yangtze River."

Changsun Wuchou invited her naturally, and such an invitation was not offensive.

In his heart, he raised the young man's position to a higher level.

I sighed in my heart.

"It seems that after today, I have to write a secret letter about this Li Guanyi."

"Sent it to the Second Miss."

He traveled around the world, and also recorded the heroes and talents of the world.

The Phoenix of the Duke of Longxi's Mansion personally asked him to do these things, but her eldest brother and third brother didn't care about it. Even the contemporary Duke felt that what his daughter did was meaningless, and just smiled and said:
"This girl is my favorite. If she wants to dress like a man, just let her do what she wants."

But the affairs of Fang Ziqiao, Du Keming and others were known only to Changsun Wuchou.

He had never seen a young man who needed him to write a message to be delivered by the Golden-winged Eagle twice in a row.

He wields a three-foot sword and pacifies the four seas, achieving unprecedented feats.

That second young lady would probably like this sentence very much -

No, maybe this one.

May peace be created for all eternity!

Changsun Wuchou raised his glass and drank. The battles in the Western Regions, the strong winds, and the life-and-death crises of the past few years seemed to emerge before his eyes, and he suddenly felt a little drunk.

It suddenly became clear!

Today's literary gathering is attended by many literati and celebrities, who clink glasses, chat and listen to music.

Xue Shuangtao liked piano and music in the first place. Listening to it quietly, he felt that it was indeed such a grand event. Those playing the piano were all masters, and their skills were much better than his own. Li Guanyi next to him turned around and chatted quietly with Changsun Wuchou.

Suddenly the young man paused, turned around to look at the woman playing the zither, and said naturally:
"I played it wrong..."

Xue Shuangtao was stunned to see that young man casually talking with Changsun Wuchou about the scenery of the desert. Li Guanyi was very curious about places other than the State of Chen. The scholars could also chat. The old man of the Xue family sat there happily. The other scholars did not know what their elders had seen before.

I don’t know why my elders suddenly became listless.

In their eyes, the young man with the knife was just a crude warrior!
Today, the disciple of Master Wen Zhongzi must be myself.

Du Keming stood up second and glanced at Li Guanyi. Thinking of the problem that had just occurred, he did not hesitate to crumple up the original file, and directly stated the topic in a concise manner, saying:

"Today we are talking about benevolence and righteousness."

"Also, write a poem, that's all."

A young man in a green shirt was surprised: "How strange! Isn't it to choose Master Wang Tong's last disciple today? It should be a very serious matter. Why is the second level of the test so rough? It seems to be a random fool."

Benevolence and righteousness are the foundation of Confucianism. Many noble families were well prepared. They stood up one by one and discussed their own understandings, citing a wide range of references and writing in a gorgeous style, which attracted praise from others. Li Guanyi felt drowsy after listening to them. Since entering this literary gathering today, the bronze tripod has continuously emitted streams of heat, making Li Guanyi's body tense.

He looked inward and observed his internal energy, but the bronze tripod did not change.

It just gave him a feeling that he seemed to be waiting for something. At this moment, Du Keming saw the young man sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. After hearing those two words, he didn't care about the others and simply asked, "Li Guanyi, what do you think?"

Li Guanyi opened his eyes.

See the young man with sharp eyebrows.

He felt the gazes of the people around him. He felt that he had clearly handed in a blank paper, which made it clear that he would not be on the list and would not gain that great literary reputation that was more useful than a pass certificate. So he didn't know why Du Keming was asking him.

Since you have already lost, don't worry about it.

Perhaps it was the ravages of General Xue.

Li Guan's heart was as dead as dead water.

Even at this moment, when these people who were obviously in high positions and from wealthy families were looking at him, his mood did not have the slightest ripple. He raised his eyes and said calmly: "Ren?"

Li Guanyi was sitting there, and he could have answered using an answer he had heard before.

But at this moment, he has his own understanding of this word, saying:

“Martial arts is benevolence!”

There was an uproar, and even the sound of the piano was interrupted.

The scholars were chatting quietly, and someone mentioned the word "vulgar warrior". After all, he was a child of an aristocratic family and was used to lawlessness. So they all laughed and couldn't be suppressed. Someone laughed and scolded: "The benevolent love others, and the polite respect others."

"He who cultivates himself is the home of wisdom; he who loves to give is the beginning of benevolence. To love others and to be generous is to be benevolent."

"Killing people with force, how can that be considered benevolence? You are just a crude warrior after all!"

"Hahaha, yes, Mr. Xue, have you been deceived?"

The young man, on the other hand, was calm and sat there peacefully.

A crisp sound!
Muffle all the sounds.

The jade bracelet in Xue Shuangtao's hand smashed against the cauldron. The sound of the shattering made the surrounding environment quiet. After watching the jade bracelet shatter, there was embarrassment after the dead silence. The girl stood there, her eyes slightly raised, her almond-shaped pupils swept around, she smiled slightly, saluted softly, and said:

"Sorry, the jade bracelet fell off accidentally."

"Shuang Tao will play the zither for you to make amends for disturbing everyone here."

As she walked over with the zither in her arms, her black hair fell down. She winked at the boy through the zither and whispered, "This is for you."

Give you the opportunity to become famous.

The surroundings became quiet again.

Du Keming looked at Li Guanyi and asked, "Why?"

The boy with the knife on his knees answered:

"Restraining oneself and being generous is only to satisfy one's own self-satisfaction of flaunting one's benevolence... However, when a gentleman who has given away things and feels satisfied goes back to flaunt his benevolence, more and more people are still suffering. Why is that?"

Gradually no one could say anything.

The boy held the knife.

His eyebrows raised sharply. He felt that he was just pretending, but at this moment he spoke out his thoughts frankly from the bottom of his heart:
"Sweep away the world and unite the four seas."

“So the people don’t have to suffer from war.”

"That's Daren!"

Du Keming calmed down, and Wei Xuancheng asked, "What is righteousness?"

"righteous?"

Li Guanyi said: "What he said must be true, and what he did must be fulfilled."

"Repay kindness with kindness, repay hatred with hatred, repay kindness with virtue, and repay hatred with justice."

"Even though it is a vengeance of nine generations, it can still be avenged for righteousness."

The benevolent will conquer the world, and the righteous will avenge all blood feuds.

Wei Xuancheng had a sharp eye, his lips slightly opened and closed, and he said to the two brothers beside him:

"It's over. You have a big heart but a small mind."

"This kid holds a grudge."

Everyone was silent, thinking that what this person said was absurd, but he had a dignified demeanor. The young girl played the zither melodiously. Li Guanyi sat down, bowed slightly in the direction of Elder Xue, and said, "This is just my family's opinion. Please forgive me for making fun of you."

The atmosphere finally calmed down. Wang Tong looked at the young man and said gently:
"Then write a poem."

Li Guanyi: "What's the topic?"

Wang Tong laughed.

"up to you."

You can even write a limerick here.

Li Guanyi raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't know why, but Wang Tong didn't have any Dharma image on his body, but there was an upright and cold aura surrounding him. Li Guanyi felt that the temperature of the bronze tripod on his chest was getting higher and higher, and a red dragon and a white tiger were entwined around it.

The red dragon seems to be tainted by literary luck.

And this kind of literary fortune reached its peak after Master Wang Tong said "It's up to you what you like".

They gathered like a sea of ​​clouds, with the red dragon hovering among them.

Li Guanyi picked up the pen.

In the largest literary gathering in the past thirty years, when the eyes of the famous scholars fell, the literary luck turned into a blue dragon and danced with the Dharma. Li Guanyi felt a certain indescribable aura appearing in the dark. When he put down his pen, the aura in his body seemed to be able to break through that barrier, but for some reason, he felt in his heart -

There is still one step left.

One step short.

At this moment, suddenly there were bursts of roaring sounds coming from the sky.

The mountains in the distance are shaking, and the clouds in the sky are red!
Just like the flow of yin and yang energies.

When literary fortune was pushed to the extreme.

The spirit of martial arts comes majestically.

It was vast and majestic, rising into the sky and crashing into Li Guanyi's bronze tripod. The aura of war turned into the roar of a second white tiger, and then the dragon and tiger Dharma images rose up. The aura of civil and martial arts collided inside, and the dragon and tiger directly intersected and turned into wind and clouds, circling back and forth. Li Guanyi's movements froze, and a loud laugh came from afar -

The sound is like thunder.

"General Yue's vanguard soldiers are crossing thousands of peaks!!!"

"Come here, invite to fight!!!"

Falling into Li Guanyi's ears——

but it is.

The dragon roars and the tiger roars.

The weather changes.

(End of this chapter)