Chapter 669 There is still Qing Yi in the world, but even if he wins the world, he is still uneasy

Fortunately, everyone's attention was attracted by the scholar Yuan Jiangyan who suddenly spoke. Yuan Honghu was the most talented scholar in Jiangzuo. After a little tracing, he could already see that the scholar's Wangba was used in conjunction with Shangyin Xue. Mr. Jishang, whose surname is Wang, has the same roots. At that time, as long as Mr. Jishang won two out of three debates, he could serve as the Grand Priest of the Academy. However, he first won the debate between name and reality and then lost the debate between heaven and man. , the last scene was supposed to be a debate between kings and hegemons, but Mr. Wang Jishang unexpectedly gave up, but everyone knows that this gentleman admires both kings and hegemons. This great gentleman is the teacher of Xu Fengnian's second sister Xu Weixiong, the chess master who constantly defeated Xu Xiao, the bad chess player, by relying on regretful chess in Beiliang.

Yuan Jiangyan asked in a deep voice: "Beiliang Yao School only dabbled in Zen, but you clearly stated that it is utilitarian. Those who are late in learning Zen should pursue it upwards. If there is no way to find it, they will leave by themselves. If they get lost, they will know how to return. If it is utilitarian, scholars will learn it. , get immediate results, make meritorious service by luck for a while, and forget justice when you see benefits, how should future generations deal with it? My generation of scholars and the people laugh for a while, but the future generations will cry for hundreds of years. Is this your theory of kingship? "

Yuan Jiangyan's words are reasonable. Xu Zongjia nodded repeatedly when he heard these words. He thought that future generations were also full of such contradictions. Although life was rich and material was sufficient, it could be regarded as a peaceful and prosperous age. However, there were many people who only talked about utilitarianism, not just utilitarianism. Talking about morality has led to rampant money worship and unsettled people's hearts. This is the contradiction between kingliness and domineering. Fortunately, people in later generations have also realized this and improved. They admire benevolence and morality. The social atmosphere has improved immediately. They act bravely when they see justice. The trend of virtue and disdain for profit is gradually gaining ground.

Just when this debate about kingship was at its most heated, Xu Zongjia suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with clear light, and his figure disappeared from the spot with a sway.

Xu Fengnian was still teasing the little maid beside him, but suddenly he saw Xu Zhihu in the opposite pavilion making a threatening gesture of knocking chestnuts. Then he let the poor little maid go, picked up the grapes next to him and ate them beautifully. One, ready to continue enjoying Chen Xiliang’s performance.

Xu Fengnian noticed from the corner of his eye that Li Chungang actually stood up and walked towards the pavilion. His sword intent was strong and his expression was solemn. Xu Fengnian was immediately shocked. Even when he faced Wu Liuding, the old man looked relaxed. How could he feel like he was facing a formidable enemy now? Who can put such pressure on Li Chungang?

Xu Fengnian looked back to his side, and Xu Zongjia was nowhere to be found. Xu Fengnian suddenly understood that something big had happened.

Xu Fengnian looked at Li Chungang and saw him confronting a stumbling Confucian scholar in blue in front of the pavilion.

The sword intent on Li Chungang's body was sharp, and cracks appeared on the ground, extending forward, but stopped abruptly in front of the middle-aged Confucian scholar, as if blocked by something.

Xu Fengnian was shocked, and suddenly his body flashed past, like a fish swimming through the crowd, and he came behind the old sword god. No one around him was aware of it.

Xu Fengnian then looked towards the pavilion. At this time, Xu Zongjia was sitting in the pavilion, accompanied by Xu Zhihu and the maid Jiang Ni, who were unwilling to listen to the argument. They were also resting in the pavilion to enjoy the cool air.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar in green clothes walked towards the pavilion step by step with firm and steady steps. When he was still twenty steps away from the pavilion, he stopped and ignored Li Chungang and Xu Fengnian in front of the pavilion. Their sleeves intertwined. He waved and dusted off his sleeves, showing great respect. He bent his straight knees and knelt hard on the bluestone. The bluestone under his knees was suddenly covered with cracks, spreading to the surrounding area, covering a foot-long radius.

Xu Fengnian smacked his tongue. This green-shirted Confucian scholar was really an honest man. Even Lu Qiu'er, a shameless fat man, had never knelt down to Xu Xiao so respectfully.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar had a sad look on his face, his eyes were blurred with tears, his green shirt was wetted, and he shouted through gritted teeth, word by word.

"Cao Changqing, the guilty minister of Western Chu, comes to see Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

The sound was not loud, but it resounded in Xu Fengnian's ears like thunder, shocking him on the spot.

Xu Fengnian was dumbfounded, looking at the Confucian scholar kneeling on the ground in front of him, and secretly complained in his heart. There are countless Confucian scholars in the world, why did he meet this one? Did he really go out without reading the almanac?

There are countless remnants of Western Chu, and some of them do not want to stay in Liyang to serve as officials, so Hong Jia runs north. However, among so many old officials of Western Chu, there is only one person that Xu Fengnian is least likely to meet, and that is the young man in front of him. A middle-aged Confucian scholar in a t-shirt, Cao Changqing is known as the invincible official.

Cao Changqing, the founder of Western Chu, has very few historical records. He was born in a commoner family and was weak in childhood. He became famous in Beijing with his chess skills. At the age of nine, he was summoned to the inner court. The emperor of Western Chu suddenly decided to take the exam, such a grand question of life and death, not to mention the child. I am afraid that even an old man in his 60s may not be able to talk about life through chess, so Cao Changqing responded with the strategy of "the rules of the game are like justice, the roundness of the chess is as lively as wisdom, the movement is like the talent of chess, and the quietness is like the death of chess". The emperor gave him "The Cao family's little pride" ", promoted his family to the rank of scholar, because his family was located in Longli County, and Cao Changqing was also nicknamed Cao Longli in the future.

At the age of twelve, he had three games with the imperial master Li Mi. The first two games were defeated early, but in the last game he fought fiercely to 200 moves. The more he fought, the more brave he became. Li Mi was the emperor of Western Chu who Huang Sanjia said was a hard-to-find opponent. , it can be seen that Cao Changqing is a genius. Cao Changqing was taught by the imperial master Li Mi, and he was the best in the Imperial Academy. After the death of the imperial master Li Mi, his proud disciple Cao Changqing returned to obscurity and hid in the Han Dynasty until he was thirty years old. Unknown among the many palaces, at that time among the Spring and Autumn Kingdoms, scholars from Western Chu were the most prosperous, but Chu was the only one with talent! Cao Changqing was immersed in chess for twenty years and won the third title in his life, Cao Touxiu, which was taken from Mu Xiu and Lin Yi. This shows that Cao Changqing was very talented and learned. He entered the capital at a young age and did not work until he was thirty-two years old. He went to the southern border to take charge of an army alone to resist the barbarians. He often devised cunning plans. In every battle, he would win with less and more, and he was awarded the title of Cao Beima again.

Unfortunately, the building is about to collapse, and it is difficult to support the single tree. In the battle of the Western Barrier, Xi Chu has no chance of winning. Cao Changqing's whereabouts are unknown and he appears again. Cao Changqing, who is not familiar with bows and horses, and is not familiar with swords, suddenly transforms into a martial arts master worth millions. , won the reputation of Cao Guanzi.

In the past twenty years, the two martial arts reviews have been ranked among the top three, unparalleled in the limelight. In the first ten years, no less than twenty important officials from Liyang were assassinated by this green shirt wearing a subjugated country. Each time, they came alone and left with their heads. . In the next ten years, he entered Tai'an City three times, including twice into the palace. He faced the emperors of two dynasties successively and killed hundreds of soldiers. The most recent time he was only fifty steps away from the current emperor. If it weren't for the escort of the cat Han Diao Temple, he would have been killed. He might have to take off the most noble head in the world in the midst of thousands of troops. It is said that Cao Qingyi once said with a smile to Emperor Liyang: "When the emperor is angry, he can certainly make Chunqiu Jiu... There are millions of corpses in the country, but now I am angry, what do you think?"

There is still Qingyi in the world, but even if he wins the world, he is still uneasy.

How brave must the martial artist be at this point?

I have been updating three times for the past seven days. I am really tired. I have been working overtime at work, so I will resume two updates tomorrow.