Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"sword?"

"Yes, it's the sword!"

Wang Xuebin looked at Ji Yanran and explained in detail:

"A sword is a weapon. You will see blood when you are unsheathed. If you don't kill others, you will kill yourself!"

Wang Xuebin returned to the table, sat down, and said:

"The essence of the so-called hundreds of schools of thought is that the interests of different classes are speaking out!

Confucius represents the aristocratic class, Mencius represents the common class, Taoism represents the elite class, Mohism represents the vulnerable group, and Legalism represents the ruling class!”

Wang Xuebin looked at Ji Yanran's thoughtful expression and continued:

"The Legalists speak out for the interests of the ruling class, and they also protect the interests of the ruling class. Therefore, he is strict and cruel, suppresses the development of other classes and centralizes power for the king!"

Ji Yanran was a little puzzled when she heard this and said hesitantly:

"Then...what about the Fajia himself?"

Wang Xuebin shook his head and looked at her and explained:

"The Legalists themselves are also part of their rule. The Legalists are offering swords to the kings, which is their value.

After they cleared the bad things for the king, the sword returned to the king, and the person who offered the sword became redundant, and it was naturally not uncommon to be killed by the sword!

The disadvantage of Shang Yang's death lies in the essence of the Legalist theory and has nothing to do with his system!"

Wang Xuebin looked up and sighed:

"How many people from the Legalists died of good deeds? Is it because of Shang Yang alone?"

Wang Xuebin looked at Ji Yanran with disbelief and didn't continue talking.

His remarks are definitely deafening in this era.

Analyzing the problem from a class perspective is a means that will only be available in two thousand years. At this time, it can set a precedent for a faction.

After learning this method, you can see many questions clearly and understand many intriguing remarks.

What Wang Xuebin teaches now is not knowledge, but wisdom!

Ji Yanran didn't know whether she understood or didn't understand, but she was much more sad anyway.

Wang Xuebin did not come forward to care, but left quietly.

Shanrou's three girls saw her husband leave, and quietly left.

In the study, there was only a beautiful figure, sitting there alone, alone, cold and lonely.

Ji Yanran sat alone in the study, not paying attention to everyone's departure, and recalling everything about herself and Wang Xuebin.

When did she start to admire this person?

Is it his calm and generous style and not pretending to behave?

Or is his cool and agile sword technique that is not without power?

Or maybe he was so arrogant at the Political Conference, overwhelming the hundreds of schools and taking the lead?

Maybe both, or maybe none are, just because I looked at him one more time.

Ji Yanran recovered from her senses, looked at the empty study room, and smiled self-deprecatingly:

"The Yue women are passionate? So what if they are passionate?"

After saying that, he slowly got up, slowly returned to his room, looked at the bronze mirror, silently took off his clothes, looked at himself in the mirror, and speechless.

In the courtyard, dark clouds cover the bright moon, the night is quiet, people live in infinite peace.

......

In the Qin Palace, King Zhaoxiang Yingji was wearing a mysterious crown, his eyes closed, and he sat there quietly.

"King, the jade is ready, the auspicious time is up and it's time to set off!"

Hearing the eunuch shouting outside, the King of Qin opened his shiny eyes, got up and walked out calmly.

Today, he wants to take a big gamble.

What we bet on is the fate of Qin.

If successful, the time for the unification of the world will be ten years ahead of schedule.

If it fails, Qin may have the power to be destroyed.

As a king of a country, he had to gamble for the Qin Dynasty.

Only by entering the gambling game can he compete for some initiative.

As an old Qin man, he would not place his national security on the other party's kindness, and he had no other choice!

In the hall, Wang Xuebin was also dressed in a gorgeous dress, with a white lining, and a black robe wrapped in a black robe. The robe was embroidered with a map of mountains, rivers and the country.

A cloud bed was placed in the middle of the courtyard, and Wang Xuebin sat cross-legged on it, with a sword across his legs.

It is a heavy sword created by Wang Xuebin's combination of Qingfeng, Xuantie, and advanced technology.

On the sword body, there are mountains, rivers, plants and trees on one side, and the sun, moon and stars on the other side.

This sword is heavy but has no edge, and uses a leather sheath. Qin seal inside the leather sheath records the military, politics and people's livelihood of various countries.

Two simplified Chinese characters are engraved at the hilt of the sword, Xuanyuan!

This was prepared in advance. As for whether he kept it himself or gave it to the King of Qin, he would have to see if the King of Qin was in line with his eyes.

If it doesn’t fit the favor, then leave it to Qin Shihuang, which is considered that he has not had a fight in vain!

Since the Legalist reform, the Qin State has lost all the cumbersome rituals, and everything from top to bottom advocates simplicity, and the king is no exception.

The King of Qin had no ceremonial guards when he traveled, only a team of swordsmen accompanied him to protect the King of Qin's safety.

When the party arrived at the temple, the King of Qin stopped the eunuch who wanted to call the door, walked forward in person, and knocked on the door of fate.

Dong! Dongdong!!

"Who is coming?"

The King of Qin said loudly as he heard this young voice with a little vicissitudes of life:

"Qin State, Yingji, come and visit!"

In the courtyard, Wang Xuebin's eyes condensed slightly, looked at the closed door, and returned in a deep voice:

"It was the King of Qin, please!"

When the King of Qin heard this, he walked into the courtyard without hesitation, looking at the young man sitting in the middle of the courtyard, he did not dare to relax at all.

The King of Qin had a solemn and solemn face, and his emotions were not leaked at all. Seeing this, Wang Xuebin did not sit cross-legged, stood up and bowed, and said with a smile:

"I don't know why the Qin King came from!"

King Qin stared at Wang Xuebin with his eyes tightly, and a smile appeared on his old face.

"Haha! Yingji is here for his visit!"

Wang Xuebin's expression remained unchanged and asked with a faint smile:

"Come for me?"

The King of Qin nodded and said with certainty:

“That’s right!”

Wang Xuebin held the sword in his left hand, took a step forward, and looked at the group of fearful swordsmen and shook their heads.

The King of Qin smiled slightly, waved the swordsmen away, and bowed and said:

"I want to invite the gentleman to talk to the palace. What if I don't think of it?"

Wang Xuebin looked at the King of Qin who was half a head taller than him, nodded and said happily:

"I have been visiting the countries below and have never been to the palace. This time I finally have the opportunity to feast my eyes!"

When the King of Qin heard this, he laughed:

"Hahahaha, the six countries in Shandong are really foolish people, which makes me lucky to meet Mr. Mr., please!"

Wang Xuebin also smiled when he heard this, shook his head and said nothing, turned around and looked at the empty courtyard, and left with the King of Qin.

In the air of the courtyard, an invisible mirror hangs there, reflecting everything in the courtyard.

Shanrou and others looked at the departure of Wang Xuebin and were speechless.

This time, they were still placed in the mirror world by Wang Xuebin in case of an accident.

"Sister, do you think that this time, the husband will be in danger?"

Shanrou stared at Wang Xuebin's back with her eyes, shook her head, and said softly:

"What a character, Langjun, naturally there will be no danger!"

As he spoke, Shanlan looked at the question and said lightly:

"Mr.'s biggest weakness is that I wait. If it weren't for our drag, how could Mr. Lang be so busy?"

After saying that, his eyes turned to the mirror again and murmured:

"We are the biggest drag on Mr. Langjun. If we were not us, where would the king go to the world?"

Love always makes people feel inferior, men are like this, women are like this, Ji Yanran is like this, and Shanrou is also like this?