Confucianism in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 41

Familiar streets and alleys, unfamiliar passers-by, the car drove forward slowly, and finally stopped in front of a luxurious mansion.

He was here a year ago.And now, he came here again.

Ji Yanran believed that there must be a connection between the group of assassins in Guanyuan Road a year ago and the assassins on Liangbai Bridge this time.

In that attack, one person was released, and three of the five fingers of his right hand were cut off.

Among the shadowless people, there was only one who met this characteristic, the crooked old servant he had seen in this mansion.

There is no way to find out the identity of this person, the only thing that is certain is that this person was already there when Lord Longyang was in Wei.

The two people are very different in stature and age, the only common feature is that they are both related to Wuying, and they both lack three fingers on their left hands.

Now that there are clues, they should be investigated. This is a matter of course, so it will not arouse too much suspicion.

And in the battle at Baiqiao, the shadowless guard who appeared was none other than Lord Longyang's, so he should have come all the more.

He came to see Long Yang only to confirm one thing, an answer that can only be found with the tacit understanding of the three parties.Only with this tacit understanding can this tacit matter be maintained.

When I came to the gate of the mansion again, the guard was still waiting outside the gate.

The difference is that this time he greeted him respectfully: "Sir, Lord Longyang ordered me to wait here earlier, please follow me."

"Thank you." Fu Nian nodded in thanks, and then followed him in.

Rockery ponds, pavilions and pavilions are exquisite and elegant.

Walking through the long corridor and turning around the corridor, the maids and maids along the way bowed their heads and saluted one after another.

Fu Nian could see that there was a little curiosity and inquiry in their eyes.

"Please come inside, sir!" The man led him through the corridor, and finally stopped in front of an elegant hall.But there is a faint sandalwood fragrance in the air.

Fu Nian raised his eyes to look at the door lintel, the plaque reads the word 'Mingxuan', the font is as vigorous as pines and cypresses, and it is free and easy in its strength.

These two characters are written in Wei Guo characters, and there are also sword intentions hidden in the characters.

He looked back, stepped into the house, and then closed the door.The interior furnishings are not luxurious, but they are also extremely clean and tidy.

There was a purple wooden lacquered table against the wall, and a man was sitting upright.

The man was wearing a black brocade robe with a jade pendant hanging from his waist. He had a graceful bearing and an elegant demeanor, like a handsome young man walking out of a scroll.

Lord Longyang looked at the person, and thought in his heart that he hadn't seen him for several months, and he had changed a lot
The childish aura in front of him is extremely introverted and peaceful, as if merging with the world around him.

If it weren't for the sharpness that he revealed vaguely, he would almost think that he was an ordinary child.

A pure sword qi circulated around him endlessly.

If it wasn't for his profound attainments in the way of swordsmanship, it would have been difficult to discern that tiny qi.

Lord Longyang sized him up a few times, as if he wanted to see through him, his growth far exceeded expectations.

Fu Nian cupped his hands and bowed: "Fu Nian pays homage to Lord Longyang."

The other party nodded to signal him to sit down.

"Mr. Longyang, I have something to ask when I come here this time." Fu Nian said.

Lord Longyang said: "Your Excellency, please tell me."

Fu Nian paused for a moment, then said: "On the way back to Daliang, Mr. Xinling was robbed and killed by assassins. All these people have a mark on them - Qixin Xuanmei. One assassin escaped, and the five fingers on his right hand were broken. Three fingers."

Lord Longyang's expression remained unchanged: "According to what you mean, they are assassins sent by Wuying?"

Fu Nian did not answer, and continued: "Among Wuying's hidden guards, there is only one person who fits this characteristic, and that is the old servant who has been by Longyang Lord's side all the time."

After hearing this, Long Yangjun raised his eyebrows lightly: "I'm afraid it's not up to others to ask about Wuying's matter."

"During the Battle of Bailiang Bridge, it was Lord Longyang who took away the assassin."

A trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

The jade sword suddenly came out of its sheath, as fast as lightning, the tip of the sword touched him in an instant, the edge of the sword was slightly cold.

The cold sword energy swept out, and everyone within ten feet of the surrounding area could feel the cold murderous intent.There was a chilly smell in the air.

There was a dead silence in the courtyard, under this sword, time seemed to have stopped, only the sound of gurgling water in the clear stream in the bamboo pond.

"No matter how sharp a sword is, it is still a dead thing. It is not the sword that really determines the fate, but the person who holds it."

Longyang Jun whispered, raised his palm slightly, and pushed the blade away: "Now, you can tell me the answer you want."

When Long Yangjun asked, his eyes were fixed on one place.

The green blade was reflected in his pupils.Fu Nian's face remained unchanged, and he said the last sentence calmly.

In the hiding place, a figure disappeared without a sound.

.........

The wind is clear and the clouds are light, the water is green and the mountains are green.When people pass the mountain road, there is no meaning.Watching the size of the world and the luxuriance of the trees, it cannot be tolerated, and a bird sings.Talking about the world, swaying the universe, but I don't know who my confidant is.

There is a white-haired old man on the cliff, he stands with his hands behind his back, overlooking the mountains, his eyes are full of vicissitudes.

If the mountain is not high, there will be immortals; if the water is not deep, there will be dragons.

This is just an ordinary valley, but because of his existence, it is destined to be extraordinary.

The old man was tall and straight, wearing a loose black shirt.Although his beard and hair are all white, he doesn't appear to be in the middle of twilight.A long beard hangs down to the chest, but there is a sense of immortality that is beyond the mundane.

At this time, there was movement on the cliff under his feet, and two figures flew over and landed behind the old man.

One of them was a little older, around sixteen, with long hair and a shawl, handsome face, gentle temperament, and a little restrained.

The other was dressed in a black robe with gold trim, and his sword eyebrows were as sharp as a blade.His white hair was restrained by a high crown on his head, and his whole body exuded a sense of arrogance.

The two knelt down on one knee and respectfully said, "Greetings, master!"

Their titles revealed the relationship between the old man and the two of them.

"Get up."

The two stood up in response.

The old man didn't look back, his eyes were still looking into the distance, and he said leisurely: "The highest essence of Guigu's unique learning is only two words - decision and choice. What do you think about the relationship between these two words?"

The two looked at each other, and the black-clothed and white-haired disciple took the lead and said, "Determine the value, and then choose."

His words were as sharp as his people.

The older disciple pondered for a moment, and said, "I think you should make a choice first, and then make a decision."

The old man did not answer the two directly, but continued: "It is for profit to choose first; to decide first is for righteousness. However, in the vast world, what is the priority of interest and righteousness? This is what I want to test you. of."

"It's the exam question for the two of you this time, you go down the mountain..."

The two bowed in response, turned and left.

After the two walked away, the old man slowly turned around.

His gaze still stays in the distance, but the depth in his eyes has disappeared without a trace.

The way of ghost valley vertical and horizontal is decisive.No matter what choice you choose, you must pay a corresponding price.

In the lineage of Guigu, each generation of successors chooses different paths, but there is one path that is the same in the end, and that is—abandonment, what you get must be discarded, and what you have to take must be discarded.

Decisiveness and choice are also abandonment and abandonment.

(End of this chapter)