Wu Yewei's wrinkled face suddenly tightened, and he said with a dark face: "Cheng Yuannan, can you only use your words?"
Cheng Zi was called by his first name, but he was not angry. However, as a sub-sage, he was the only Sequence Six among many schools in hundreds of years. He smiled lightly and said: "No matter how big or small, you can call Cheng Yuannan
Really? Palm mouth!"
As soon as these words came out, Wu Yetiao lost control of his hands and slapped himself twice.
"you!"
After two slaps, Wu Yetiao realized that he was being controlled by Cheng Zi.
"Isn't Wenling Hall a place that pays attention to rules?"
Before Cheng Zi could speak, Qian Haoran's face darkened, and he shouted angrily at Wu Ye: "Even if the master of the palace comes in person, when he comes here, when he sees Cheng Zi, he still has to politely call out Yasheng, who do you think you are?"
, Dare to call Cheng Zi by his name, maybe you, Wu, think that even a Confucian sect and a sub-sage don’t deserve an honorific title?”
Although he had different views from Cheng Zixue, Qian Haoran knew what he should do at this time. This was really not an opportunity to suppress Wu Yetiao, but it was based on Confucian rules.
The internal fighting among the Confucian sect has always been fierce, but when outsiders belittle the Confucian sect and bully the Confucianists, they will inevitably unite to deal with the outside world.
Zhu Min had angered Qian Haoran on this point before, and Qian Haoran found an opportunity to start a debate against Cheng Zi's theory.
Because Zhu Min gave him the excuse, when Qian Haoran criticized Zhu Min and Heshan Academy, no one in the major Confucian factions or other schools thought there was anything wrong with Qian Haoran's actions.
At this time, when Wu Yetiao was rude to Ya Sheng, Qian Haoran's reaction was natural and he would definitely fight back against Wu Yetiao.
Today he doesn't even respect a Sub-Saint-level transcendent. In the future, he won't invade every door and bully other Confucian disciples?
"Someone is wrong!"
Seeing Qian Haoran's murderous look, Wu Yetiao's momentum suddenly weakened by three points.
"Wu has absolutely no intention of despising Confucianism or snubbing Cheng Zi. He was just confused for a moment. I'd like to ask Master Cheng Zi to be more generous. If you are still angry, please give me two more slaps to calm down your anger."
This time, Wu Yetiao lowered his posture.
Only in this way can the truth be ignored. If this matter is widely publicized by someone who is interested, it will be very detrimental to him.
"Good guy... he changes color really quickly!"
Su Wen was amazed by Wu Yexi's ability to bend and stretch. If he could change his face in such a short time, it would not be so easy, nor would he have such superb acting skills.
"Very good... then as you wish, two more slaps."
Cheng Zi was also a wonderful man. Hearing Wu Ye Tiao's words, he said calmly.
"Pop!"
Wu Yetiao raised his head and slapped himself twice. These two slaps were harder than the previous ones, and his face became swollen.
"..."
Su Wen was a little surprised when he saw the scene in front of him. Everyone knew that Wu Yetiao was just saying polite words to give him a step down, but he didn't expect that Cheng Zi actually pretended to be confused, not only letting Wu Yetiao continue to beat himself up.
hand.
"Thank you Cheng Zi for your forgiveness."
Wu Yexi said vaguely. He touched his burning face. He originally wanted to heal this minor injury with extraordinary power, but after thinking about it, he finally gave up on this behavior.
What if Cheng Zi regards this as disrespectful and slaps him twice?
"Have you been promoted to Shijia Chaofan?"
Cheng Zi looked at Su Wen who was eating melon, and walked over with a kind voice.
"...That's right."
Su Wen hesitated for a moment, answered, and looked at Qian Haoran, wondering what he should do.
"Very good... He is indeed a good boy. He is much better than when I was young."
Cheng Zi smiled faintly: "When I was young, I also had the opportunity to become an extraordinary person on the path of a historian. It's a pity that I gave up... Otherwise... I don't have to worry about when I can become a saint, which is a worry that only mortals should have."
Qian Haoran opened his mouth at the side, wanting to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
From a certain point of view, Cheng Zi's talent is far superior to his. Cheng Zi was also very young when he became the Yasheng, probably in his forties or fifties, while Qian Haoran was already in his early sixties before he reached the threshold. This is enough to prove that
The difference between the two.
However, there is a sequence of learning. For the extraordinary people of Confucianism, age has never been a problem. If the talent is good, it is just a matter of accumulation and accumulation.
It's just that Qian Haoran's and Cheng Zi's paths to becoming a saint are still different. When Cheng Zi became a sub-sage, he blocked the path of other Confucian leaders and forced others to follow his same path.
The last thing Qian Haoran wanted was to follow Cheng Zi's path, so if he wanted to become a sub-sage, he had to challenge Cheng Zi's knowledge.
And this debate seems to be happening tonight.
"Not urgent."
Cheng Zi patted the green wooden stick and said to Qian Haoran: "The article you wrote in the newspaper is very good, very good... If I had read it when I was young, I would not have made such a decisive choice. But the young man
Sometimes, when you are high-spirited, you will also think that everything you do and the path you choose must be right. It will not be easy for yourself or others to leave a path for others... Over the past hundreds of years, many people have complained,
But in the end they walked on this road very steadily, but I was a little disappointed after all."
"Why the disappointment?"
Qian Haoran was a little curious.
Although Cheng Zi's Neo-Confucianism is not perfect, it is complete enough for Cheng Zi and most Confucian scholars, otherwise Cheng Zi would not be able to become the sixth sequence.
"After being the same, it's easy to become lifeless. If everything is like this... Even if you go all the way to the saint, it will be very boring. It's good. Finally, someone thinks that it might be better to change their mind..."
"Ah this...this is..."
Qian Haoran was confused.
He suddenly felt that there was no need to continue the debate with Cheng Zi.
Cheng Zi seems to agree with his theoretical views. It’s just that...his theory cannot say all of it, but at least it denies most of Cheng Zi’s ideas.
Cheng Zi was able to recognize his doctrine... which was a serious blow to Cheng Zi himself.
For ordinary extraordinary people, if their own understanding is subverted, it will cause them to lose control.
For a powerful person like Cheng Zi, the consequences will only be more serious. Others can still adjust their cognition, but Cheng Zi has regarded these cognitions as the cornerstone of power. On this cornerstone, high-rise buildings have been built, and changes have been made.
Cognition is digging your own foundation, and the collapse of the building is the most likely thing to happen.
Cheng Zi patted Qian Haoran on the shoulder: "Study hard. Since you think the path is right, you should go on firmly."
At this time, not only Qian Haoran felt that something was wrong with Cheng Zi's state, but even Su Wen felt that Cheng Zi seemed to be giving his last words.
Cheng Zi said to Wu Yeting, "Ying Tianchang should be arriving soon, right?"
"That's right."
After Wu Yewei received a few slaps, he became much more honest.
But his eyes did not hide any hatred, and his two little red eyes were full of malice. But when he looked at Cheng Zi, he did not dare to face Cheng Zi's eyes, but instead stared at Qian Haoran and Su Wen fiercely.
"What, you're still not convinced?"
Qian Haoran's eyes were sharp: "How about we make some gestures?"
Wu Ye curled his lips and ignored Qian Haoran's words.
"Wait until the Black Wing Deacons arrive... Let's see how arrogant you are!"
He thought quietly in his heart.
"Pullingleng..."
At this time, there were countless crows flying overhead, and Wu Yexiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
When the Black Winged Deacons of Wenling Palace appear, they are often accompanied by a large number of birds.
Moreover, different birds represent different events and meanings. The appearance of phoenix, golden roc, and big falcon represents the appearance of sages in time, and the Wenling Palace comes to congratulate them. The appearance of crows represents the time of Wenling.
The Ling Palace is dealing with catastrophic events that may cause death, or the Wen Ling Palace will bring disaster or death to the event.
But this is not the worst sign.
The worst sign is the carrion-eating corpse vulture. Once the deacons of Wenling Palace are dispatched, accompanied by corpse vultures, it means that Wenling Palace will excommunicate someone, a certain place or even a certain country.
It will be eradicated completely and will never give up.
When Wu Yetiao found Su Wen, he was accompanied by crows. Therefore, his method of dealing with Su Wen could be to eradicate or surrender. Su Wen's life and death depended on his thoughts.
Crows swarmed in the woods, and soon, nine black-clothed deacons wearing feathers and dressed like Wu Yeting came out.
The nine black-clad deacons had expressionless faces, but they saluted him in unison: "See Cheng Zi."
"Well……"
Cheng Zi nodded slightly and returned the gift.
Qian Haoran shook his sleeves and breathed a little heavily.
"Teacher...who are these people?"
From afar, Su Wen felt that there was a decaying but terrifying aura about these people, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
"Blackwing Butler."
Qian Haoran's words are concise and to the point.
"Chief Qian Shan, you don't have to be polite, just call us... Crow. I am Crow Head... Partridge Sky."
The leader of the crows came out and said in a hoarse voice: "We are just a group of scavengers hiding in the darkness of the Wenling Palace. If there is rot in the world, we will go out to devour the rot, clean it up, and make the world clean."
.”
His eyes flashed with green light, and he nodded slightly to Qian Haoran. His eyes rolled over Su Wen and Tao Yao, and finally locked on Su Wen: "You became the recorder?"
The recorder is the serial name of the historian path.
"it's me."
Su Wen straightened his back.
He still didn't think that his promotion to the extraordinary person of the Shi family was something treasonous and unjust.
"Cheng Zi, what do you mean?"
Partridge Tian showed a scary smile: "Or do you think... it's time to dissolve the blood alliance between the various schools of thought and Wenling Palace?"
"...Ju Shanyuan failed to be promoted to the fourth rank of historian and has lost his extraordinary power. Su Wen will fill the vacancy of our Confucian historian."
Cheng Zi said calmly: "On this point, after Jushanyuan recovers from his injury, he will report the matter to Wenling Palace."
"I see."
Partridge Tian nodded slightly: "That's easy to handle."