Classmate Shen Xiong'er, who was bragging, didn't know that Zhu Youji had already slandered him in his heart.
Shen Xionger was still immersed in his own achievements and continued to boast: "Because of my relationship, the power of the Shen family has continued to increase, and now it has almost become one of the top ten aristocratic families in Dafeng."
Zhu Youji narrowed his eyes slightly and had other speculations about Shen Wenshan joining Jixia Academy.
This may be another path left by the Shen family.
Qingyun Academy and Dafeng wear the same pair of pants.
If you go to Qingyun Academy, once Dafeng starts to take action against the stupid and wealthy Shen family, Qingyun Academy will definitely watch and even secretly help Dafeng in order to get benefits.
Under such circumstances, if Shen Wenshan went to Qingyun Academy, it would be tantamount to throwing himself into a trap.
"When a child holds money that he cannot control, there will only be one end." Zhu Youji suddenly spoke, interrupting Shen Xiong'er's discussion.
For a moment, Shen Xionger didn't react, so he asked blankly: "What?"
"Death." Zhu Youji said simply, without any wavering in his tone.
After being stunned for a few seconds, Shen Xiong Er turned pale as he realized what he was doing. He suddenly stood up, looked at Zhu Youji, and said, "Mr. Liu, do you think this is the situation of our Shen family now?"
"no big difference."
Zhu Youji continued to take a sip of tea, and said slowly in a leisurely tone: "There are too many examples of this in the past dynasties. We can learn from history to understand the gains and losses."
"Go look through ancient books and read history. How many of the richest businessmen in history died well?"
"Except for those who usurped the throne, how many of those corrupt officials who wielded power have survived?"
"History always reminds us, but history keeps repeating itself."
"People never learn lessons from history."
After listening to Zhu Youji's words, Shen Xionger lost interest in continuing to drink tea. He stood up and said, "Master Liu, you are drinking tea. I have something to do, so I won't accompany you."
"It's up to you." Zhu Youji chuckled.
Shen Xionger hurriedly left the different space.
"Mr. Liu, actually, you don't need to mention him." Jiang Biehe hesitated for a moment and said, "Once the Shen family realizes the truth, they will definitely make a stressful reaction to prove the truth."
"If you do this, Dafeng will probably cause a lot of waves."
"Really?" Zhu Youji sipped his tea cup gently, looked at the pastoral scenery not far away, and said with a smile: "The wind has picked up, then let Da Feng become chaotic."
"Um?"
Jiang Biehe's pupils shrank slightly and he stopped saying anything.
…
Yejing, Xuantianwei, Yamen.
Fuyao Tower, roof.
"Master Li, where is Liu Yun now?" A man wearing a Confucian robe and a crown, with an elegant temperament, leaned on the railing and looked into the distance and asked with a faint smile.
Li Xuanyi, the commander of Xuantian Guard, stretched out his hand, pointed in the direction of Linjiang Pavilion, and said: "He lives there now."
"Linjiang Pavilion?" The man in Confucian shirt nodded slightly and said, "With his status, he is worthy of the grade of Linjiang Pavilion."
"Besides the information you gave me, is there anything else you want to share about him?"
"Your Majesty wants me to test him and find out his origins."
"Of course I can't let His Majesty down."
"The number one scholar is too modest. With your ability, even if Liu Yun is a great scholar, you will not be at a disadvantage." Li Xuanyi said with a smile: "Besides, your majesty just wants to confirm Liu Yun's heel. This is not It doesn’t necessarily need to be a competition.”
"It is enough to discuss Confucianism and Taoism."
"Haha." Liang Wenshu, a man in a Confucian shirt, chuckled. He did not comment on Li Xuanyi's words and said leisurely: "For great Confucian scholars, competition is a competition."
"As a great Confucian, he naturally has the character and attitude of a great Confucian."
"No matter where you come from, since you have become a great scholar, you are a senior worthy of respect."
"Even if you are trying to test your identity, you should do it openly and clearly."
Having said this, Liang Wenshu raised his hand and shouted softly: "Flying paper becomes a crane!"
A piece of snow-white paper flew out in the air.
The clear air floats, the sound of the white paper changes, and it keeps folding, turning into an origami crane at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The origami crane is extremely white, only the size of a palm, and extremely cute.
The next moment, this miniature origami crane suddenly expanded, doubled, doubled, tripled, quadrupled...
Under successive multiples, the origami crane became the size of three people, and lines of ink appeared, covering them all, as if special spots were added to the origami crane.
The origami crane with ink spots fluttered its wings and flew towards Linjiang Pavilion.
Seeing the origami crane flying away, Li Xuanyi said: "Is this your letter of challenge to Liu Yun?"
"No, it's a greeting card."
"It is not the behavior of a gentleman to observe etiquette and come to the door rashly without giving a greeting card."
"The ancients said that anyone who comes uninvited is a bad guest."
"Wait for Liu Yun's reply."
The number one scholar, Liang Wenshu, said calmly.
A gentleman has the etiquette of a gentleman, and a gentleman also has the way of meeting a gentleman.
This is a rule that any scholar should abide by.
No rules no standards.
Liang Wenshu believed that Liu Yun would also respect him.
…
Linjiang Pavilion, a pastoral-themed small world.
Zhu Youji looked at Jiang Biehe and said, "Brother Jiang, I heard that you also live in Yejing, why don't you invite me to your house?"
Hearing this, Jiang Biehe said quickly: "What an honor! It's getting late today. I'll go home and tidy up. I'll formally invite you tomorrow."
Zhu Youji nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Okay, it is indeed late today."
"Xiao Yu'er, please don't bother Brother Jiang. You can stay here with me. I have more rooms anyway."
"Okay, thank you, Brother Liu." Xiao Yu'er was eager to live here and quickly agreed.
"This..." Jiang Biehe didn't expect Zhu Youji to say this, and was a little caught off guard. But after thinking about it, he still felt that it was not worth offending Zhu Youji for this trivial matter.
So, he said: "Haha, I originally wanted Xiao Yu'er to live in my house. Since Mr. Liu has a place to live here, it's good for Xiao Yu'er to live here. The two of them also have a companion. Such a big manor
, there is only one person, it’s too deserted.”
"Yes, that's what I mean too." Zhu Youji said with a faint smile.
While the two were talking, the full moon in the sky suddenly distorted, and a white crane waving its wings flew into the space.
Zhu Youji felt the rich fresh air above, and suddenly knew who the letter was from.
"White Crane's message?"
"Is this a Confucian approach?"
"It's so late, who is sending a message to Liu Yun?"
Jiang Biehe was also a well-informed person. He immediately recognized Baihe's origin and thought to himself.
Xiao Yu'er looked at this scene and felt extremely surprised, and sighed: "Sure enough, martial arts is the worst, but the practitioners of other systems are more handsome!"
"What about flying with a sword? What about riding a crane to the west? What about having wings on your back?"
“They are all so handsome!”
Listening to Xiao Yu'er's story, Jiang Biehe frowned and reminded: "Xiao Yu'er, driving a crane to the west is a description of a dead person."
"ah?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't they all mean the same thing?"
Xiaoyuer laughed sheepishly.
Zhu Youji looked at the white crane that was getting closer and closer. He raised his hand and waved, and the clear air surged, hitting the flying white crane.
The flying figure of the white crane suddenly stopped, and the ink patterns on its body floated, revealing mottled words.
"He worshiped Lang Liang and Wenshu, who were the number one scholar in the Hanlin Academy, Jingke..."