Teacher is too tough

Chapter 83

Everyone knows that there were two magnificent rivers in the Daren Dynasty, one of which started from the northernmost state of Jizhou, galloped down from the Kunlun Mountains in Jizhou, meandered through 21 states, and finally passed through Qianzhou and entered the South China Sea.

According to legend, the ancestors of human beings were originally fish swimming in this great river, and they were transformed into humans after being enlightened by immortals.

This world-famous river is called Longjiang.

There are different opinions about the origin of the name of Longjiang. One of them is that many, many years ago, a blue dragon sneaked into this river from the South China Sea, and went straight to the hinterland of the mainland. For Longjiang.

Among the many sayings, this one is the most bizarre and absurd, but it is the most recited by the world.

Li Qingshi had heard the name of the Longjiang River a long time ago. Now that he has arrived in Jingzhou City, he knows that this world-famous river passes outside the city, so of course he has to experience it.

In the past two days, they did not enter the White Jade Villa, but quietly went to the outside to check the situation. However, after observing for two consecutive days, they found that the White Jade Villa was not as lively as before and seemed particularly deserted, and found no other abnormalities, let alone any traces of the enemy.

Could it be that the villa has been controlled by Herring Hall?

They couldn't help but make such a guess, but then they discovered an unusual place. They didn't see a single person coming out of Baiyu Villa in the past two days.

This makes it even more weird, even if the villa is controlled by the Qingyutang, and the people in the villa are locked up and cannot move freely, but it is impossible for no one from the Qingyutang to come out.

After much deliberation, he couldn't figure out the reason, and Qin Bowen became more and more worried, so he decided to take a risk tomorrow and go to the villa to have a look.

In terms of cultivation, both Li Qingshi and Qin Bowen have opened 71 great orifices. There are no grandmasters in Jingzhou. It stands to reason that they don't need to be so careful. After all, there is no one in Jingzhou who has higher cultivation than them.

But fighting for one's life is not just based on the level of cultivation.

There is a good saying, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, no matter how high your cultivation is, even if you are as strong as those hidden immortals in the three mountains, five mountains and twelve caves, even if you face an enemy whose cultivation is not as good as yourself, as long as you have enough people, The same will be trapped to death.

What's more, Feng Jian'an, the master of the Qingyu Hall, also opened 71 big orifices. If he was to face him, no matter whether Li Qingshi or Qin Bowen, they would definitely lose, because they were far behind in both the experience of fighting the enemy and the research of moves. many.

Li Qingshi knows only one set of boxing techniques and one set of sword techniques, and he is not fancy at all.

The more enlightened, the stronger the strength and the faster the speed.

This is the reason why people who practice martial arts pursue the number of enlightenments. Among strength and speed, speed is undoubtedly a more important factor in winning against the enemy. Only fast and not broken.

Li Qingshi came outside the city alone, wanting to relax.

After leaving Baitou Village, no matter whether it was killing Hongyang Daoist or Lu Yuanting, it was not smooth, neither of them could avoid the other party's traps and schemes, so that they fell into a dead end. If it was not a fluke, Xiaoming is no longer here.

What Master said is indeed true, the world is dangerous, people's hearts are unpredictable, and tricks are hard to guard against.

In retrospect, no matter when facing the real Hongyang or Lu Yuanting, he was extremely careful, but he still couldn't avoid the danger. It can be seen that manpower is sometimes exhausted, and it is impossible for him to predict everything and avoid all dangers.

Walking in the rivers and lakes is indeed a business with the head pinned to the waistband.

Now facing Qingyutang, whose strength can compete with Baiyu Villa, it is conceivable that it will be more dangerous, especially when the situation is unclear at the moment, if you plan to get close to Baiyu Villa, you don’t know what trouble you will encounter if you do this, but Li Qingshi still decided to take the risk with Qin Bowen.

Yu Li, without the help of Baiyu Mountain Villa, he would never be able to deal with Qingyutang. Yu Qing, he couldn't let Qin Bowen go to the risk alone, but he stood by and watched.

Li Qingshi let out a sigh of relief, since he has already made a decision, why bother looking forward and backward like a woman.

Just as he was thinking about it, a majestic river suddenly appeared in front of him. Under the sunlight, the mighty river was rolling, roaring, and galloping away like a giant golden-scaled dragon.

Standing by the river, looking at the wide river surface that divides the earth, and the turbulent river water that has no end in sight, Li Qingshi felt that his chest and abdomen suddenly became very smooth, and all the worries and troubles that were pressing on his heart were taken away. The moist river wind blows away.

His thoughts became extremely clear at this moment. Since he decided to step into the rivers and lakes, how could he not be in danger?If you are afraid of these things, wouldn't it be the best choice to spend your whole life in Baitou Village?

Li Qingshi had a clear mind, thinking of Liu Beidou's words, wealth and wealth are found in danger, and it is the same reason to wander the rivers and lakes.

He stared at the river in a daze, not noticing that a middle-aged scribe in his 40s came not far from him, stood with his hands behind his back, quietly admiring the river view just like him.

The middle-aged scribe was followed by an old slave, and the old slave walked up to the scribe, his gray hair was disheveled by the river wind, and said in a low voice, "Master, it is obviously a test for you to be sent by the imperial court to take charge of Jingzhou. After completing this errand, when we return to the center of the ruling and opposition parties, we will definitely go further, since we have already arrived in Jingzhou City, we are not going to do business, what are we doing by the river, you have not seen this Longjiang before."

The middle-aged scribe smiled and said, "Don't worry, governing a big country is like cooking a small dish, and it is also applicable to governing a state. There is no rush."

Li Qingshi was like a bumpkin who had never seen the world at all, his mind was completely attracted by the majestic river, and he didn't even notice that there were two more tourists beside him.

He suddenly remembered a ditty that his master had sung, and felt that it was perfect for this situation, so he lowered his voice, and began to sing loudly with a suspicion of imitation.

"the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero.

Success or failure turned empty.

Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns.

The white-haired fisherman Qiao Jiangzhu used to watch autumn and spring.

A jug of muddy wine meets together.

How many things in ancient and modern times are all jokes. "

When the middle-aged scribe heard the singing, he slightly raised his thick eyebrows, turned his head to look, and then saw a young man in ordinary clothes holding a shabby long sword.

What surprised him was not the tune of the piece, but the words in the piece.

What surprised him was that the person who sang this kind of words turned out to be a down and out.

He walked up to Li Qingshi, bowed and said, "Excuse me, my name is Fang Wending, I don't know how to call my brother?"

After Li Qingshi sang the song, he had already discovered these two people, and he didn't feel ashamed because he made a fool of himself in front of others. After all, after following Lao Liu for these years, his skin became thicker and thicker day by day.

He bowed back, raised some precautions in his heart, and said, "Li Qingshi." After speaking, he glanced around.

The middle-aged scribe still kept smiling, and said: "With my literary talents, I should study, so I might not be able to get fame. It would be a pity to follow that young man's blood and blood to enter the rivers and lakes."

Li Qingshi was stunned for a moment, only then did he realize that he had misunderstood, he shook his head and said: "I learned that song from someone else, I can't write it, and besides, I think there is nothing wrong with wandering the rivers and lakes."

When the middle-aged scribe heard that the piece was not composed by himself, he was half-believed, and when he heard that there was nothing wrong with wandering the rivers and lakes, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

He has studied hard since he was a child and is full of economics. He has always believed that only reading is the right way, and that only by doing a good job in learning can he benefit the world, and those martial artists, no matter how high their cultivation base is, no matter how famous they are. What can I do?
So what he likes to do the most is to shatter the chivalrous dreams of the younger generation around him. He has the qualifications and the confidence, because his identity is there, and his achievements are there.

He feels that the most terrifying thing in the world is the scholar who is keen on the world, and the most respectable person is the book of the sages.

In the final analysis, the ass decides the head, no matter how knowledgeable he is, because of his standpoint, he will inevitably have some limitations when looking at problems.

He smiled at Li Qingshi and asked, "Then what do you think is a hero?"

Li Qingshi felt that there was something wrong with this person. We met by chance. Is it necessary to discuss this?

But he would know this question, and the wizened old man had given him the answer.

Just thinking of that sentence, he thought of that skinny old man again. He turned around, looked at the surging river, and said softly: "The great man is for the country and the people."

Hearing this, the middle-aged scribe who was newly appointed Jingzhou State Shepherd was stunned.

(End of this chapter)