Martial arts crossing begins with the story of looking for Qin

Chapter 454
Mr. Yang is about the same age as Yue Buqun. He is short in stature and has a peculiar appearance. He looks like a eunuch. .

Yue Buqun just cupped his fists and bowed slightly and called "Master Yang", without any further indications.

Master Yang also stared at Yue Buqun.

When he learned that Mr. Mou entrusted his son to a Jianghu man to tutor the number one scholar in the examination, he was as confused as the world.

He himself is a great Confucian and a famous official, and he passed the imperial examination step by step, and he knows that the imperial examination is not easy.

Mr. Mou's performance in the war against Mongolia was eye-catching, and his performance during the post-war rest also made his eyes shine.

Mr. Mou bluntly said that all of this came from Yue Buqun's instructions, which made Mr. Yang become interested in Yue Buqun.After learning that it took only less than a year for Mou Zhen to become the No. [-] in high school, Mr. Yang was only astonished, and suddenly thought of seeing Yue Buqun.

Yue Buqun was neither humble nor overbearing when facing Master Yang, and his expression was indifferent, unlike facing a prominent high-ranking official, he only wanted to face an equal friend.

Mr. Yang didn't take it seriously, with his status he no longer needed to listen to compliments, those false respects were of no benefit to him, he wanted to get to know Yue Buqun because he wanted to use his strengths.There is no shortage of sycophants around me, so leave this task to those who need it.

Master Yang also clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Yue, it's a pleasure to meet you, please sit down."

Yue Buqun said, "Thank you for your seat."

Master Yang said: "Zongbing Mou mentioned Mr. Yue, and he was astonished as a man of heaven, and after he relayed many of Mr.'s words, this hall also felt that it was very appropriate. Mr. does not live in a temple, but he is proficient in military and political affairs. It is really admirable."

Yue Buqun said: "Master Mou showed love, and Master Mou trusted Yue, so he dared to believe Yue's empty talk."

Mr. Yang said: "Mr. Yue is too modest. The war came suddenly, and the hall was in a hurry to take office. If Zongbing Mou hadn't handled it properly, I'm afraid it would not have been so smooth. Today, the hall invites you, and please give me your advice."

Yue Buqun laughed and said: "Your Excellency is too modest. Your Excellency is a literati general, and you are entrusted with important tasks at critical moments. He is very capable. The Mongolian iron cavalry is no problem for your Excellency."

Master Yang said: "Mr. Yue, this hall did not invite you to Huashan to listen to these things. This hall shoulders the trust of the emperor and the responsibility to the border people. Mr. Yue was born and grew up here. , should also contribute.”

Yue Buqun said sternly: "My lord is right. My lord has the people in mind, and it is the blessing of the common people. It's just that Yue has no experience in governing, so it will inevitably fall into empty talk. Let's just talk about it, and my lord will listen to it. As for whether it is appropriate or not." , and the grown-ups have to decide for themselves.”

Master Yang said: "Sir, please tell me."

Yue Buqun started from building walls and moats to strengthen the frontier defense, to strengthening the development and construction of border areas to protect the environment and the people; Tonggong trade, etc., said everything that came to mind.

Master Yang was inexplicably surprised.

It was impossible for Yue Buqun to know what he was going to ask him, so he couldn't prepare the answer in advance.This casual remark, many of them coincided with his own deep thinking, and some of them were still hesitating, but Yue Buqun explained it clearly, with a feeling of clearing the clouds and seeing the sun, it was by no means just talking on paper.

It's a pity that such a person lives in the rivers and lakes.

Yue Buqun said that enough was enough, and took a sip of tea. Judging by Mr. Yang's expression, he should be satisfied.

Yue Buqun finally said: "Yue is just talking about it here. If he really wants to do this, there are too many things to do, and it is not within Yue's ability."

Master Yang took a deep breath, and said: "This has already made people suddenly enlightened. I thank you first, and I will ask you a lot in the future. Please don't refuse."

Yue Buqun said: "My lord speaks too seriously, Yue must know everything he can say."

Master Yang has the intention of seeing Yue Buqun with regret.

He doesn't understand martial arts all the way, but he knows that Yue Buqun has just trained a martial arts champion, and in his cognition, martial arts champion is the limit of martial arts.

But Yue Buqun soon cultivated a literary champion, Mr. Yang asked himself that literature is not weaker than anyone else, so he discussed literature with Yue Buqun.

Mr. Yang is a child prodigy. He became famous at the age of eight. He was selected as a candidate at the age of 14. He entered the official career as a Jinshi. He has real talents and learning. Yue Buqun didn't flaunt such a cleverness in front of him.

Yue Buqun couldn't train Mou Zhen to be a writer within a year, so he could only let him take the exam, but Yue Buqun's own literary skills were not solid.

No matter what aspect Master Yang is competing with, Yue Buqun can handle it with ease, he is not aggressive, but makes Master Yang feel like a spring breeze.

Master Yang knew that he had met an expert.

Master Yang was surprised by Yue Buqun's calligraphic attainment, which was comparable to his good friend Li Dongyang, a great scholar, and he was quite inferior to him.

This meeting was very happy, both Yue Buqun and Master Yang were satisfied, and Mou Zongbing looked on with admiration in his heart.

At first he invited Yue Buqun to the capital, but he was reserved and let his pigeon go. Looking back, Lord Mou also felt ashamed, and finally made his son lose the champion of martial arts.

Fortunately, I woke up in time, I just got close to Yue Buqun, and I made meritorious service in the Northwest, and my son's champion was a little too quick to hide my ears, so I didn't have the chance to react.

Yue Buqun was standing in front of the table, wielding his pen attentively. Lord Yang and Lord Mou were watching from left to right, and they were also attentively watching.

Lord Yang insisted on keeping Yue Buqun a pair of calligraphy, Yue Buqun had to do his best.

Suddenly, Yue Buqun paused and stopped.

Master Yang was taken aback, how could he stop writing smoothly, it would not be beautiful if he didn't finish it in one go.

Just about to ask, Yue Buqun raised his head and stared out of the window, frowning slightly.

Zongbing Mou reacted immediately, and was about to step forward to block Master Yang.

With a bang, the window shattered, and a sword was already in front of Master Yang.

It happened so fast that Mr. Yang didn't respond, and it was too late for Mou Zongbing to stop him. The writing brush in Yue Buqun's hand suddenly flew up, hitting the sharp sword in front of Mr. Yang's eyes.

The penholder of the diabolo knocked the long sword into the air, and at this moment Mou Zongbing had already blocked Mr. Yang behind him.

Yue Buqun's expression didn't change, he tested the skill of this sword with one move.

The second sword arrived in front of Master Yang again like lightning, but there was no hindrance to Zongbing Mou in the middle.

"So fast!"

Mou Zongbing was shocked, just as he was about to react, Yue Buqun's hand had already arrived.

This time he didn't knock the long sword away, but stretched out his hand to grab the blade, and the lightning stopped in front of Master Yang, and he could have killed Master Yang if he took another step, but this small step became a natural moat.

(End of this chapter)