Confucianism in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 9

Things in the world are always unclear.

After the tense night of that night, everything returned to calm.

But no one knows what is hidden in the dark.

Fu Nian stepped into the hall, his eyes fell on the main seat, and he said respectfully: "Fu Nian has met Lord Xinling."

In this era of etiquette, he is not easy to act casually in public.

"Nian, please sit down." Lord Xinling waved his hand.

"Brother Nian, come to sister." Ji Yanran walked over with a smile, pulled Fu Nian's sleeve, and pulled him towards Ji Yanran.

Fu Nian's eyes flicked over everyone, besides Lord Xinling, Ji Yanran, Ren Huai, Zhang Er and others, there were also Yang Gongxie, Xue Zhu and others.

Seeing him coming, Yang Gongxie glanced back at him.

"Today, the people of Qin are becoming more and more popular and attacking aggressively. The six kingdoms are already in jeopardy. The king will soon go to the altar to pay homage to the general. I will be the general to fight against the tyranny of Qin. However, with the power of Wei Guo alone, it is difficult to resist the power of tyranny , I want to write a book to ask for help from the six kingdoms, to join forces, and to combine the strength of martial arts heroes from all over the world to discuss big plans." Xinling Lord Wei Wuji said loudly, with a firm tone.

"Mr. Xinling, I admire your name of chivalry, so I voted under your sect. Now I am willing to help you fight against the enemy, but if there is something I can do for you, just ask!" A middle-aged warrior stood up and said, clasping his hands. This man has a handsome face, a tall stature, a pair of piercing eyes, one can tell that he is a practitioner.

Seeing this, everyone stood up to express their views.

"It's really my luck to have all of you like this!" Lord Xinling Wei Wuji cupped his fists and said with emotion.

For a moment, the atmosphere was extremely harmonious, everyone was a hero, and there was a sense of sympathy in their hearts.

"It's just that, in addition to the main battle faction headed by Situ Weiyong and me in the court, there is also the main peace faction headed by the clan Wei Xian and others. In the previous few battles, our Wei army was defeated by the Qin army. There are many people in Qin, and the king is also undecided." Xinling Lord Wei Wuji frowned slightly, seemingly worried.

"I wonder if you can listen to what the little girl has to say?" Ji Yanran stepped forward, saluted everyone present, and said loudly.

Seeing this, everyone looked at Ji Yanran, wondering what she thought.

"But it's okay to say." Xinling Lord Wei Wuji said.

"Young master, since the king has let go of the past and called you back to the country, he wants to worship you as the general. This must have the intention of resisting Qin. And if he is not inclined to you, Wei Xian and other peacemakers have already occupied the court. The reason why he can't make up his mind is that one is the tyranny of the Qin Dynasty, and the other is the place where soldiers die and die. He has to investigate. Now it is the last opportunity for the king to make a decision." Ji Yanran said slowly.

"Then how should we proceed?" Another person asked.

"I need help from someone." Ji Yanran turned to look at Lord Xinling Wei Wuji.

"Who?"

"Longyang Lord." Ji Yanran spit out three words lightly, then said again, "My lord, have you ever found it as a gift?"

Wei Wuji looked at Yang Gongxie.

Knowing this, Yang Gongxie went to the court and opened the long box. A green and crystal clear sword came into everyone's eyes like a sword carved from emerald.

"This sword is the Qinghong sword that is said to have been forged by Ou Yezi with the marrow of Yushan and black gold." Xue Zhu has always been fond of Fengya, and he recognized this sword the moment he saw it, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"That's right, it's exactly this sword. Thank you brother Yang for taking the trouble to find this sword." Lord Xinling Wei Wuji said.

"Now that I have this sword, I still need someone to send it out." Ji Yanran said.

"Giving the sword is nothing but a trivial matter, I think everyone in the field is willing to go." A bold man said.

The palms of his hands were broad and rough, with knotted muscles and a golden and iron-like luster.

This person is Ren Ping, a black iron hand. A pair of iron palms can be said to be indestructible, even if it is a sword, it is difficult to damage it.

"But this matter can't be made public. You are all people with high reputations in the Jianghu, and rumors inevitably spread. In my opinion, there is one person who is just right. Almost no one in Daliang City knows him, and he is just a child. , not too noticeable, the most important thing is that I trust him." Ji Yanran looked at Fu Nian.

Everyone looked at Fu Nian after hearing the words, and thought to themselves, they don't know what the origin of this young boy is, and she deserves such attention.

"If you can help Lord Xinling, I wish to go." Fu Nian said solemnly.

"I believe in you." Xinling Lord Wei Wuji said.

"Brother Fu is really a straightforward person." Yang Gongxie looked at Fu Nian, "Since Lord Xinling and Ji can trust little brother Fu Nian, you should have no objection to handing over this matter to little brother Fu Nian. ?”

"Of course I have no objection."

Fu Nian cupped his hands after hearing the words: "Nian will live up to everyone's expectations."

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In the noisy market, a car was driving towards the east city, Fu Nian opened the curtain of the car, looked at the bustling scene outside the window, with a calm expression, without any emotional fluctuations.

Suddenly, he was attracted by a person, it was a man in Tsing Yi.

He took a young child by the hand, and the two of them walked on the street, not caring about the bustle of the street, as if nothing in this world could touch his heart.

He gives people an ordinary feeling, nothing special, but different from ordinary people. This kind of contradiction exists harmoniously in him, as if he should be like this.

If you had to use one word to describe him, it would be like light and dust.

Then, the carriage gradually drove away, and the two disappeared from Fu Nian's sight.

Not long after, the carriage stopped in front of the imposing mansion, and the door plaque hung on the lintel showed the identity of the owner.

"What are you doing here, baby!" the guard in front of the door asked, seeing that the person who came was a child.

Fu Nian handed him a token, and secretly stuffed a gold leaf into his hand, saying: "Give this to Lord Longyang, and he will meet me."

"Wait a minute, I will report to Lord Longyang." The guard put away the badge, saw his face as if it was real, and walked towards the mansion.

Fu Nian stood at the door waiting, a moment later, an old man came out from the mansion, and said to Fu Nian: "You come with me, Lord Longyang is already waiting in the mansion."

Fu Nian followed the old man to the mansion and came to a courtyard.There is a rockery in the courtyard. Many flowers and trees are planted beside the rockery. Behind the rockery is a small building.

A person outside the courtyard gate caught Fu Nian's eyes, it should be a man.

His face was covered with a layer of white cloth, he was wearing sackcloth, and his long hair fell down, covering half of his face, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

With a hunched waist and a sword on his back, he walked forward slowly, with light steps, as if the wind would blow him up.

One of his hands was broken and the other had only two fingers.

Fu Nian didn't have time to think about it, so he followed the old man into the courtyard.

"Fu Nian has met Lord Longyang!" Fu Nian came to the small building and said neither humble nor overbearing.

What kind of person is this, dressed in white clothes that win the snow, under the sword eyebrows that are neither thick nor light, the narrow and long eyes are like gurgling spring water, warm and moist like a spring breeze, the nose is hanging like a gall, straight and thin like a dark blue mountain. His lips are light in color, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, making him look more masculine and uninhibited.

Although it is a man's body, but the clean and beautiful face is three points more than that of a woman.

"I see that you are a swordsman." Longyang Jun looked at Fu Nian and said.

"The boy has practiced swordsmanship for some time, and he has a little understanding of the superficial." Fu Nian replied.

Long Yangjun nodded slightly, and looked at the child again.

Although the face is immature, there is a calm look between the brows.

"Who are you here for?" Longyang Jun said, his voice was low and sweet, like jade beads falling on a plate, clear and melodious.

"Wei King." Fu Nian raised his head and looked directly at Longyang Jun, his eyes were clear and free of any impurities.

Lord Longyang raised his eyebrows, and looked at Fu Nian with a half-smile, "Wei Wang?"

"King Wei needs someone to convince him of his choice." Fu Nian said lightly, and then Fu Nian opened the wooden box, and the Qinghong sword emitted a soft light under the sunlight, "This is my reason. "

"Do you know Xiangjian?" Jun Longyang asked with his autumn eyes focused.

"It is a famous sword. Its flower is like a hibiscus. When you look at it, it rots like a row of stars; when you look at its light, it is as muddy as water overflowing a pond; when you look at its break, rocks are like trivial stones; when you look at its talent. , glowing like ice."

Fu Nian spit out slowly, with a clear and smooth voice, "This is the best sword in the world, King Wei needs such a famous sword."

Lord Longyang stared at the Qinghong Sword for a moment, then turned around and stood with his hands behind his back, sighing quietly: "Please let him rest assured, Your Majesty still values ​​brotherhood."

Immediately, he took the Qinghong sword, and with a flash of cold light, the sword body instantly turned into thousands of sword shadows, covering the entire courtyard, and the faint sound of the sword resounded through the sky.

His figure is elegant, like a fairy dancing a sword, his movements are quick, chic and elegant.

"Zheng-"

The Qinghong sword thrust forward suddenly, as if the dawn had cut through the darkness of the night, blooming dazzling brilliance, and then suddenly turned back and put it back into the sheath.

"Can you see clearly?" Jun Longyang looked sideways at Fu Nian, his eyes seemed to have deep meaning.

"What a sword." Fu Nian nodded and said, he was talking about a sword but not a sword.

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Returning to Lord Xinling's mansion, there were only Lord Xinling and Ji Yanran left in the hall, Fu Nian looked at Lord Xinling and cupped his hands, "He wants me to tell Lord Xinling that Your Majesty still values ​​brotherhood."

Lord Xinling was silent for a long time when he heard the words, before he said, "I wish so."

"Did you guys say anything else?" Ji Yanran looked at Fu Nian.

"He taught me a set of sword skills, and I just discussed swords with him." Fu Nian met her eyes and said slowly.

(End of this chapter)