Careerist in Qin Dynasty

Chapter 141 Wind Beard

Feng Huzi, the most famous swordsman in Chu State.

The ancient land of Chu and Wuyue was rich in famous swords. The swordsmiths there were famous all over the world, and the resulting swordsmen were also famous far and wide.

Feng Beard can stand out among them, and his level is extremely high.

It is said that this old man learned to make swords when he was young, and when he was 30 years old, he began to travel to the seven countries.Determined to know all the swords in the world and compile the most impartial sword manual to spread to the world.

Every long sword that is evaluated by him personally will increase in reputation and value.

Now appearing in Songhai, it must be for the Tai'a sword of the new Confucian leader. This majestic sword passed through the hands of Fu Nian, and its original reputation has now become even higher.

The reputation of the Hall Master has been spread among the seven countries, but none of it has been spread based on the level of swordsmanship.

What's more, he has changed his sword very frequently over the years compared to other swordsmen, and he does not cherish the sword in his hand like most orthodox swordsmen.

"The hall master's sword is far from comparable to anything else. You might as well leave it to Wind Beard for evaluation. He can justly leave a few words of praise and make a name for himself in the world!"

Li Shiqi stared at the sword on the waist of the hall master and suggested.

Staring at Feng Beard's thin back slowly walking away in the crowd, Lu Wei shook his head:

"This swordsman came to Songhai not for me."

"The sword he is looking forward to seeing now is Tai'a. My Tunhai doesn't like to jump in line."

"What the Hall Master said" Li Shiqi immediately understood what Hall Master Lu meant: Feng Beard came to Songhai for the Tai'a Sword. If Lu Weiruo held the Swallowing Sea Sword and hurriedly asked for sword appraisal, he would be at a disadvantage. : "What the hall master said is true. Li is too shortsighted."

He respectfully apologized to Lu Wei.If an ordinary swordsman had the opportunity to have his sword evaluated by Windbeard, he would be able to crawl over it.

But how can the hall master be like those common people?If you don't care about your identity, others won't either.

Stretching out his arm to help Li Shiqi up, Lu Wei kept smiling: "We will have a formal meeting with Master Fengbeard, so let him be for now."

"The hall master has thought carefully!"

Li Shiqi silently wrote down the mistakes he made today. He understood that his vision was not broad enough after all, and he lost his mind when he saw a windbeard. This was not good.
The two found a home in the city to stay.The Shangpin Inn was fully booked by the distinguished guests who came to this coastal place in advance. I searched several hotels in succession but there were not enough rooms.

After setting up the ceremony, Lu Wei took out a rolled-up gray-yellow picture album from the package, carried it behind his back with a white cloth, and went out with Li Shiqi.

He had prepared this gift several years ago, and he was finally able to take it out today.

The scroll inside is "Confucius Contemplating the Teapot", which is a work of later generations, but it is not too advanced to take it out now.

Its material is 'paper'. This wonderful writing instrument used only in farmers will be shown for the first time to the Confucian disciples who aspire to 'Wen An Guo and Wu De the World'.

"Do you want me to meet Fu Nian as a farmer?"

Controlling his eyes, Li Shiqi asked seriously.

"I'll just let you go as an ordinary guest."

Lu Wei had many purposes for this trip to Songhai. Befriending Fu Nian was just a branch. Whether he could complete it or not was not even important.

Fu Nian created his own Saint King swordsmanship, respected the royal way to govern the country, and paid attention to the inner saint and the outer king, which was the ultimate form of 'ritual'.

People who respect etiquette naturally follow the trend of the times.

For Fu Nian, the greatest ideal is to carry forward Confucianism and Confucian thought.But no matter how hard he pursued, His Majesty the First Emperor would not get what he wanted.

Moreover, no matter what the historical line is, if the Qin court in this world has Li Si, a "former Confucian disciple", the Qin Dynasty will naturally become the enemy of Confucianism.

Li Si will help Fu Nian understand this point in the future.

In addition to Zhang Liang, the third Confucian master who intends to restore the country, Confucianism will undoubtedly be his solid ally in the future~
At this point in time, it would be better to have a close relationship with Fu Nian than to talk about the anti-Qin plan with Zhang Liang, who had just destroyed the country.

"If we only visit as an ordinary guest, Li will be a low-key person in the Confucian family, and I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to have a chance to talk to Fu Nian."

Li Shiqi took the long white cloth roll that Lu Wei untied and handed to him, held it in his arms, and explained slightly embarrassedly.

"It doesn't matter." The master of the hall stepped on the street paved with blue bricks, looked at the colorful flags of various shops floating on both sides, and stepped across the Jinshui Bridge. His tone was a bit probing: "I heard that Fu Nian's teacher has made an exception in recent years. Fu Nian accepted two junior brothers."

"Do you know anything about his two junior brothers?"

"I don't know this," Li Shiqi thought with a look on his face: "Although I have always been in contact with Xiaoshengxian Manor, because I have an estranged relationship with Fu Nian, I have never talked about Fu Nian with them."

"When we get to Little Saint's Villa, I can ask about it with my old friends."

"Well, one of them is named Yan Lu and the other is named Zhang Liang."

Yan Lu and Zhang Liang, whom Lu Wei was thinking about, happened to be together at this moment.

One is leaning on a pillar in the pavilion and reading, while the other is dancing with a sword.

The breeze blew slightly, leaving completely different feelings on the silky fingertips of the two men holding the scroll and the sword hilt respectively.

Their senior brother was very busy these days, and the two of them were supposed to accompany various guests to receive them.

But an hour ago, the world-famous Master Feng Beard arrived. All the guests gathered there, but Yan Lu and Zhang Liang were free to relax.

So they simply went to a remote small courtyard together and stole half a day's leisure.

Listening to the sound of the swords danced by the junior brother getting louder and louder, his face and expression did not change, and he said calmly: "Your heart is not here, why bother to force me to stay."

Sheathing the sword with a bang, Zhang Liang smiled lightly and nimbly crossed the guardrail with one hand, came to sit next to Yan Lu, and said, "If senior brother's heart is in the book, he will not say that my heart is not in the sword."

The two are close in age, but Yan Lu was admitted to Confucianism in his early teens and has been studying poetry and calligraphy for six years.

Zhang Liang was accepted as his disciple last year, and he has not been studying Confucianism for a long time. However, Yan Lu knew that this junior brother was very smart, but he still had hatred in his heart, and he wanted to help his junior brother calm down:
"The empty valley is facing the wind, and the world is at ease with Lingxu. Although the Lingxu sword is a sharp weapon, it is not bloody at all. It only has an air of fairy wind. It is the choice of a famous weapon."

"The sword is a dangerous thing, and it is even more difficult to use the sword to express one's aspirations and clarify one's heart."

"The arrival of Feng Beard has made you still unable to let go of those memories." Yan Lu closed the scroll in his hand and asked his junior brother after reading Feng Beard's evaluation of Ling Xujian in the past.

The fifth generation of Zhang Liang's family has been together, Feng Huzi came to Little Saint Xian Manor, and the meaning of Lingxu Sword, which has been inherited by the Korean Zhang family for many years, once again echoed in his mind.

"Brother said it well."

Zhang Liang nodded and looked at the flowers and plants in the courtyard that were injured by the sword energy he unintentionally controlled: "My old friend has passed away and my country has perished. I am not a heartless person."

"It's always hard to calm down after old feelings are brought back."

"I am not as stable as senior brother, nor as peaceful as senior brother, who cares about the old things of my family and country."

When he said this, he suddenly stopped and looked at Yan Lu: "Senior brother always manages Ruoyi in everything, why are you so uneasy today?"

"Everyone has their own past story, the key is how to face it." Yan Lu stood up, with a voice like a spring breeze, took out a jade handle from his long sleeves, and showed it in front of Zhang Liang:
"Is this Hanguang?"

The latter has a unique vision and accurately pronounces the name of the sword.
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The climate in Yandi is gradually getting warmer, and summer here is later and shorter than in other countries.

The Prince's Mansion was recently re-decorated and became much more luxurious.

This is a symbol of power, the power that Yan Dan tore bit by bit from his father, Yan Wangxi.

The alliance with Yan Yi helped him greatly.

Not to mention the prince's palace's infiltration into the army, let's just talk about the married woman.

His crown princess, Yan Yun, successfully gave birth to a princess for the country.Taking advantage of the occasion of celebration, the prince's guests celebrated the gathering.

Although it is a pity that this is not the eldest son and the heir has been established for the crown prince early, Yan Dan has not yet taken power after all. Most of his thoughts are spent on the struggle for power and he has not even accepted a concubine. Obviously, he does not care much about this matter. .

Originally, the officials of the Yan Kingdom were mainly worried that the prince was very old, but he still had no children. Now that he has his daughter, people are much more stable.

It is very important that the next King of Yan has no hidden diseases.

After spending some time with his wife and daughter enjoying a stick of incense, Yan Dan hurried to the main hall.

Jing Ke and Tian Guang are waiting for him here.

"Your Highness, everything is ready."

"Dukang Map, Fan Yuqi's Head" Tian Guang stood up and his words were taken over by Jing Ke, his tone resolute: "And the dragon-slaying sword, with me!"

It is estimated that the due date is now the day when his child will be born.
"Qin and Zhao are still in a stalemate. That Zhao Cong is not completely incompetent."

Yan Dan read the battle report of the Zhao Kingdom, with a serious look on his face, and looked at the peasant hero who was at the same level as himself: "Brother Tian Guang, we need to wait until the Zhao Kingdom is defeated, and then pretend to be afraid and send the map to cede the land, or we should set off immediately!"

He was not so much asking Tian Guang as he was asking Mr. Changping behind Tian Guang.

For Jing Ke to enter the Qin Dynasty, Lord Changping still needs to make a lot of arrangements in advance.

"Let's go immediately!" Tian Guang's voice was loud: "If the assassination is successful, the morale of the Qin army will be in chaos. While the Zhao army is not defeated, the Yan army can directly cross Yishui, join the battlefield, and push the war back to Qin's territory!"

"Even if you fail." Jing Ke is very calm now. He knows that no matter whether he succeeds or fails, his ending is doomed: "The relationship between Yan and Qin is severed, and this can also be used to force the king to send troops to aid Zhao!"

"If the Zhao Kingdom is also destroyed, then everything will really be too late."

"Brother Jing Ke!" Yan Dan stepped forward and patted Jing Ke on the shoulder: "I'm going to Qin."

"Prince, there is no need to say anything more." Jing Ke pinched Canhong around his waist with one hand, took out his gourd wine bottle with the other hand, bit open the stopper of the bottle, took a big sip, and laughed loudly: "This matter of leaving a name in history is worthy of me. Jing Ke won it~"

"I will go to court early tomorrow and ask my father to send an envoy from Qin. They will set off in seven days. During these seven days, Brother Jingke, please do as you please!"

"His daughter has been born, when do you plan to take action."

Moon God and Yan Fei came to the peach blossom forest where they fought last year.

Last year, after Luna's defeat, she was so angry that she destroyed all the peach blossoms in the forest. When she returned to her old place this year, she felt no difference in her mood at all.

This made Concubine Yan take another look at Moon God: "That Yan Yun is often left alone in the house by Yan Dan. I have carefully observed her for a long time and found that this woman is not an ordinary person."

'Can the person who can replace you be an ordinary person? '

Now unwilling to quarrel with Concubine Yan, Yue Shen rationally hid many words in her mind and only told herself.

"This woman doesn't love Yan Dan, but she hopes to use Yan Dan to kill her adoptive father Yan Yi!"

Concubine Yan's tone changed slightly: "In order to kill Yan Yi, she is willing to pay anything, even her own daughter."

"It seems you have contacted her."

"Yes, so from the beginning, I was confident in using his daughter to kill him."

"Now you decide to do what I propose?"

"No, he will still be killed by his daughter. But before he dies, he can try to destroy the Yan Kingdom and the Mo family with his own hands."

Concubine Yan picked off a piece of peach blossom and glanced at her 'good sister', only to find that she didn't care about her actions.

With some guess in her mind, Concubine Yan turned her palm over and let the peach blossoms fall to the ground: "In addition, a prince who kills his father will definitely leave his name in history."

"I will cooperate with you in whatever revenge you want." Yueshen closed his eyes and said, "But you should know why His Excellency Donghuang allowed you to be so wanton."

"Canglong Qisu, I will let you take it back."

Concubine Yan turned around, her voice haughty.

"That's perfect." Luna turned around in the opposite direction. Contrary to her words, the mental activity made her increasingly feel that her 'good sister' was meaningless:
'This silly woman only has this pattern, but I am different. I want the name of Moon God to replace Dong Huang's position in the Yin and Yang family! '

(End of this chapter)