Around the east slope, there is a light mist rising.
Although it's not as majestic as Feng Qingyan's, like the coming of heavy fog, it's amazing enough.
At this time, everyone was shocked. They did not expect that by facing the east and reading in the morning, they could really speak awe-inspiring words and understand the method of reading to nourish their energy...
There was an immediate sensation on the east slope, and countless people were envious.
In addition to dozens or hundreds of scribes and writers, Wugong City also had two other literary ministers, but they did not come because they relied on their status, and they were even a little disdainful.
Do we, the dignified literary figures, need to ask for advice from little literary talents?
Although the gap between Wen Xiang and Wen Xiang is very large, Wen Xiang is Wen Xiang after all and has a very high status in the Zhou world.
At this time, the two of them were sitting facing each other in the courtyard drinking tea. One of them shook his head and said, "Shan Zhi is being reckless."
"Isn't it easy to deal with Uncle Xunbei?"
The other person nodded.
Both of them are middle-aged, one is thin, with a majestic face and sharp eyes; the other is fat, with a smile on his face and narrow eyes.
Shan Zhi is the character of Luo Chuan.
"I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with such a commotion."
Fei Wenxiang shook his head and sighed, "Although Feng Sanding's copper mountain and iron wall can block Uncle Xunbei, how long can it block him? Besides, if Feng Sanding clapped his hands and left, it's not the scholars of my martial arts city who will suffer, right?
"
"snort!"
The thin Wenxiang snorted coldly and said, "It's all the fault of Feng Sanding."
"It's not entirely the fault of Feng Sanding. After all, Youdu..." Fei Wenxiang shook his head and pondered, "Even if Sanding is not sealed, it will be caused by other people and other things. Unless we completely surrender to Youdu,
otherwise……"
"We're not ready yet."
Slender Wenxiang said with a straight face.
"How many years have it been? Are you still not ready? All these are just excuses." Fei Wenxiang laughed at himself, then looked at the horizon, and after a while said: "Actually, what we lack is the passion of young people.
And the reckless sacrifice of one's life for righteousness... We worry too much, and instead become timid, not daring to fight against Youdu."
The thin Wenxiang didn't speak, but frowned tightly.
"However, this Feng Sanding is quite capable. In just a few words, it can ignite the young people's anger towards Youdu, and they want to use the scholars of Shu to fight against Xunbei Bo."
Fei Wenxiang smiled and said.
"Isn't it easy to deal with Uncle Xunbei?"
The thin Wenxiang frowned and seemed to be quite disdainful, saying: "Unless his teacher An Rushan comes in person, even if his teacher comes in person, he may not be able to deal with Uncle Xunbei..."
"How can An Rushan become one of the eighty-one masters of the Academy with his literary skills?" Fei Wenxiang said, "How can he be the first person among the great Confucian scholars to be the one that the world calls nonsense? Xunbei Bo
, definitely not An Rushan’s opponent.”
"Is An Rushan really so scary?"
The thin Wenxiang frowned and said, feeling that the world's praise for An Xiu was a bit too high, "In any case, he is just a Wenxiang like us."
"I heard that killing people in An Rushan is like cutting leeks."
Fei Wenxiang pondered for a moment and said.
"Hey, Shan Zhi actually went to ask a literary talent for advice?"
At this time, Shou Wenxiang was stunned and said, "How can others understand the method of nourishing Qi by reading a few words? It's ridiculous."
Although they are all literary figures, they have not yet understood the method of reading to nourish their energy.
Therefore, they are more eager for the method of reading to nourish their energy than scholars and scholars, but they still can't let go of their dignity by asking a small literary talent for advice.
Even though the other party is a Sanding gentleman, there is no shame in asking for advice.
However, they relied on their status and still couldn't help but look like this. Moreover, even if they asked for advice, it would be in vain. They might as well realize it themselves.
"Shan Zhi will not be able to become Wen Gong until he is nearly sixty years old, and there is even an element of luck. I am afraid that he will not be able to be promoted to Wen Gong in this life." Fei Wen Xiang shook his head and said: "We still have a chance, although the chance is a bit slim.
.”
"When you read in the morning while facing the east, you can exhale great things and understand the method of reading to nourish your energy? Ridiculous!"
The thin literary minister said disdainfully, not quite believing Feng Qingyan's words.
"It's really unlikely."
Fatty Wenxiang nodded.
If this were possible, I'm afraid many people would have realized it already.
"Hey, this is the sound of Shan Zhi reading. Could it be that Shan Zhi really faced Dongfang Chen and read?" Fei Wenxiang was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe it, then he stood up and walked up to the sky step by step, looking toward the east city.
Sure enough, I saw Luo Chuan on the east slope, facing the east and reciting loudly.
Slim Wenxiang is also rising step by step.
Although the three of them were all literary ministers, they had a sense of superiority towards Luo Chuan in their hearts, thinking that Luo Chuan's qualifications were not good and he was far inferior to them and others.
Moreover, they believe that Luo Chuan became the Minister of Literature because of luck...
"How can a dignified Wen Xiang mix with a group of young people?" The thin Wen Xiang frowned and walked down the yard.
But when he took one step, his steps froze a little, and his whole person seemed to be frozen in mid-air.
"this?"
Fei Wenxiang, who was still in the sky, stared and couldn't believe it.
Do you now understand how to nourish your energy through reading?
How can this be?
Luo Shan only became a literary minister at the age of fifty-nine. With his qualifications, it is almost impossible for him to make progress. But now, he has actually understood the method of reading to nourish his energy, and he is expected to become a great scholar...
This made Fei Wenxiang unable to accept it for a while.
"This is impossible!"
The thin Wenxiang shook his head and walked down step by step, landing in the courtyard.
At this time, the fat Wenxiang came down from the sky. He looked at the thin Wenxiang and became silent. After a while, he said: "Perhaps we are too arrogant and self-reliant on our status."
The thin Wenxiang didn't speak, but his face was very ugly.
Luo Shanzhi, whom he somewhat looked down on, actually understood the method of reading to nourish his energy, and he was expected to become a great Confucian. Even if he could not be promoted to be a great Confucian, he could become a literary minister and become a literary minister, which was almost certain.
"The Master said that when three people are walking together, they must have me as their teacher."
The fat minister smiled wryly and said, "We should go and congratulate you, and we should also pay homage to the gentleman."
"well."
The thin Wenxiang sighed and nodded.
At this time, the two of them flew out of the yard and flew towards the east slope, landing on the east slope in a moment.
"Congratulations, the mountain has stopped, Duke Wen is in sight."
The two of them said to Luo Chuan with smiles.
"You two are welcome."
Luo Chuan smiled and said, feeling very relieved at this moment. He never thought that in his seventies, he could still understand the method of reading and nourishing his energy.
Although I don’t expect to be awarded the title of Great Confucian in Jin Dynasty, it is always good to understand the method of reading to nourish one’s energy.
At this time, he straightened his clothes, walked quickly to Feng Qingyan, bowed respectfully and said: "Disciple pays homage to Sir."
"You're welcome, Mr. Luo."
Feng Qingyan stepped forward and quickly helped Luo Chuan up, saying: "We are just discussing with each other. No one can be considered the gentleman. Luo Xiang should not do this."
"Because I listened to the gentleman's teachings, I understood the method of reading and nourishing my energy. What is a gentleman if he is not a teacher?"
Luo Chuan still bowed and said respectfully.
At this time, everyone on Dongpo was stunned. Although Luo Xiang was not wrong, if Luo Xiang recognized the gentleman as his sir, wouldn't they also recognize the gentleman as their sir?
Not everyone is willing to do this.
The reason why everyone can gather together is indeed because they admire gentlemen, but everyone is equal. If you have to become a disciple because you want to ask a few questions, I'm afraid not everyone is willing.
"If Mr. Luo does this again, I'm afraid the three-day discussion on Taoism will not be able to continue."
Feng Qingyan said helplessly.
Luo Xiang was stunned for a moment, then understood the problem, and smiled and said: "No matter what, the gentleman is the teacher who studies and nourishes my energy."
If that were just the case, everyone would still be able to accept it.