"Ha ha!"

The old man shook his white head and smiled, with calm expressions. He leaned against the wall, his eyes crossed the head of the Taoist, and looked at the dust dancing in the sunshine that shone into the prison.

"If I want to go out, I will just lower my head, but my neck is a little hard and I can't lower it."

"If you don't leave, you will be beheaded..."

Zuo Zhengyang had talked about the situation before, and the Taoist couldn't help but ask: "Is the emperor angry with you? If so, I will learn from Lao Lu and smash him back to the Golden Palace!"

"Behead? I didn't frown."

The old man lowered his eyes and looked at him. After a while, he replied to Taoist.

"That's true, not."

Speaking of this, Wang Shuhua stood up slowly with the wall.

"If I knew that Liang Sheng had smashed the Golden Palace in anger, he might have stopped him, but now that he had already smashed it, I would have called 'Okay!' The Taoist Master may not understand the meaning of this."

The old man walked around in prison with a smile, looking at Zuo Zhengyang at the door, and also looking at the sunshine shining from the small window.

"If the king is wise and his ministers die but do not regret it, and the king is foolish and his ministers speak out in a desperate situation and recommends his later generations. Liangsheng said bluntly to the people of Liangzhou that it is something that our scholars should do. If they are humiliated for this, how can they remain indifferent as a teacher?

In addition, if the people in Liangzhou are in the mouth of a king, how can we scholars remain indifferent? The smoky and silly court are all flattering ministers. If our literati are no longer indifferent, it is a sign of the destruction of the country."

After listening patiently, Sun Yingxian couldn't help but punch the wall.

"If you die, you will die. Anyway, the north is not China yet. Wouldn't it be better to be unified?"

After hearing what he said, Wang Shuhua laughed.

"I was born in Nanchen and grew up in Nanchen. I spread my knowledge here for decades... I have a feeling when I look at the lives of thousands of people, watch the buildings rising up around the ground, and watch the cities from barren to prosperity."

Zuo Zhengyang at the door was slightly moved. As a warrior, his emotions were not delicate and he had never thought so much, but when he heard these words, he felt unspeakable in his heart.

"So the old man didn't leave like this?" This was the first time Sun Yingxian changed his name to a person.

In the dust, the old man sighed with emotion.

"So I won't leave... I have seen through this age and have seen a lot of things. I can't keep the words of sages on my lips. Then I'll become a sour scholar? You said right?

...When I really deserve to die, my scholars cannot retreat. Once I retreat, my scholars will lose their backbone. So, I broke into the Golden Palace to advise thousands of lives and fight for the good and unfair things of my disciples! I have never set an example."

The old man's words fell down vigorously.

The cell became silent, and even the crying and shouting nearby gradually became quiet. Sun Yingxian couldn't stand such depression. He went over and grabbed the old man's arm and went to the other side of the wall.

"In this way, I will take you away."

When Zuo Zhengyang shouted, "No!", Wang Shuhua also broke away from the Taoist hand, and then shook it over again, with a calm look.

"I am not afraid of death, but I am the only one who dies. However, I am still worried about Liangsheng, and I am afraid that he will be in a slump after this blow. Taoist Master, I have something to ask you."

After saying that, Wang Shuhua hissed in the eyes of the two men, tore off the cuffs of the prisoner's clothes, spread them on the ground, and bit his fingers and wrote them open.

The Taoist leaned over, took a look, and closed his eyes.

The bright red spread blood on the prison cloth.

Liangsheng:

I hope for peace for my teacher...

The sun was tilted in the prison, and soon after, the red handwriting was folded, and the old man handed over to the Taoist priest there.

For the rest of the time, Wang Shuhua talked a lot to the Taoist, Zuo Zhengyang, and laughed even more when he went to the Golden Palace to meet the emperor.

"….Your Majesty is stubborn. I spit on his face, hahaha!!"

The skylight gradually turned into a broken red. Sun Yingxian walked out of the cell and stayed in the city for several days. He saw Min Changwen being bombarded several times by the emperor. On the day of his execution, he also saw the old man with white hair standing straight on the execution ground.

"How could we Confucians be afraid of death-"

The moment he took off the stuffed man in his mouth, his voice resounded above the execution ground.

*******

After reading the whole process, Sun Yingxian carried the letter and headed towards the northwest of the capital. Since there was no one at home, Lu Liangsheng must have gone to Heliangzhou.

"Oh... how should I talk about this?"

When he was resting occasionally, Sun Yingxian would always think of the scene that day, and always wondered in his heart, how could there be such a person in this world... This is a person or a group of people who are more alternative to the monks.

"I hope Lao Lu will not learn from Shuhua in the future!"

"I Buddha.....Compassionate!"

Just as he was murmuring, a Buddhist name came from afar. The Taoist turned his face and looked at a fat monk who came from a distance, with several children following him.

"Monkey Fajing, have you not returned to the temple yet?"

After passing through the capital, he returned to his hippie and smiled, and stepped forward to pat the fat monk's belly.

"There is nothing to eat there, and I haven't seen you lose weight in hunger."

At this time, Sun Yingxian also noticed that among the children behind the monk, a child with brown and blue eyes, just like Lu Liangsheng, couldn't help but pay attention.

"Innate spiritual roots?"

"This child, his family, was killed by bandits and was unwilling to accept the official position and the government placement. I had to take him back to Wan, Buddhist temple."

Fajing said the Buddha's name and reached out to caress the child's head. The latter avoided his head, retreated to the side, and had a cold face.

"I won't let Nanchen's people settle me, it's clear that they killed my parents!"

As he said that, he glared at Fajing.

"You don't want to be a monk!"

Sun Yingxian laughed, withdrew his gaze, and took another shot on Fajing's belly: "This child is so extreme. He didn't even figure it out, so he said that the government killed his parents."

Over there, the fat monk shook his head.

"I hope... Buddhism... can resolve... his anger. By the way, I am a monk... I made a special trip to find you, fellow Taoist Sun, He Liang... When I was in the state, I met... and met Lu... and asked me... to tell you that he had gone... Northern Zhou."

Northern Zhou?

So far!!!

The Taoist stopped talking to the fat monk anymore, and rushed to start, put on the divine movement talisman, rolled up a ray of dust and smoke, ran away in a flash, and disappeared in front of him. The shocked group of children screamed "Wow".

After Fajingli Buddha bowed, he shook his head, turned around and took a group of children to the north, and they also had to cross the river to the place once called Northern Qi.
Chapter completed!