Chapter 450 Yang Zaiwei: I finally mastered the sixth sense, but I lost so completely!
"It should be this one...yes, this is the one that my father mentioned to Pindao back then!"
In front of the bookshelf, Ming Chongyan flipped through the volumes and murmured in his mouth.
Finally, he picked out one, recalled it carefully, and confirmed it.
Li Yan took it and his eyes suddenly focused.
Because he is so familiar with this book.
This is the "Yaoshan Jade Color" given to Li Hong when he was still the prince, and it is also the beginning of his achievements in collecting books.
After calming down, Li Yan opened the selection of "Yaoshan Jade Color" and looked at the signature on it.
The first one was definitely Li Hong, but at that time the prince Li Hong was only in name, and the real editors of these five hundred volumes of collected works were the famous Confucian scholars in the world.
Such as Xu Jingzong, Xu Yushi, Shangguan Yi, Yang Sijian, etc., all in order to ensure quality, spread the word to the world, and win over the hearts of scholars.
It is true that as soon as this book was published, Prince Dewang became well-known throughout the country, and the scholars who participated in the compilation of this book were all rewarded, and everyone was very happy.
It is precisely because this book is so well-known that Ming Chongyan's father has heard about it. Unfortunately, his grandfather and father have both passed away. At present, he can only rely on his past memories to lock the title of the book. As for where it is.
A great scholar, looking at Ming Chongyan's confused expression, he obviously couldn't get it right in one step.
As a result, Li Yan focused on a person's name: "Is it Xu Jingzong?"
For no other reason, among these great scholars, this one is the one with the lowest threshold, and even ranks at the top of the list in "The Biography of the Traitor."
We must know that in the previous official histories, such as "Hanshu", "Three Kingdoms", "Jinshu", and even "Old Tangshu", there is no "Biography of Traitors". The "Biography of Traitors" appears in official histories precisely from
The "New Book of Tang" compiled by Ouyang Xiu and others began, and Xu Jingzong was honored to be ranked first.
Of course, there are too many private goods in the "New Book of Tang", personal likes and dislikes are too obvious, Xu Jingzong revised the history rashly, and the behavior of some scholar-bureaucrats in the Song Dynasty was not much better. As for arrogance and extravagance, it is a common problem among high-ranking gentry.
In the eyes of Song Dynasty literati, the most despicable thing about Xu Jingzong was assisting Empress Wu to rise to power.
Therefore, it is difficult to say whether this person was the most treacherous minister of the Tang Dynasty, but he was good at doing business and was only interested in profit. There should be no big discrepancies in these evaluations. Among famous Confucian scholars, his character is definitely despicable.
Ming Chongyan was a little confused: "It was Xu Jingzong who falsely accused Changsun Fuji of treason. Did he first marry his daughter to Changsun Chong as a concubine, and then give a fatal blow to his in-laws?"
Li Yan said slowly: "This person is very senior. As early as the chaos of the late Sui Dynasty, he defected to the Wagang Army and was appointed by Li Mi as the secretary. Later, Li Mi was defeated and defected to the Tang Dynasty. Taizong was
When the King of Qin asked about his talent and learning, he was one of the eighteen bachelors in the palace of the King of Qin."
Ming Chongyan suddenly realized: "After such an experience, it is normal for him to have contact with Changsun Fuji. If he betrothed his daughter to Changsun Chong as a concubine, Changsun Fuji would also approve it."
Li Yan frowned: "The front can be explained, but the development behind is not quite right..."
"It would be reasonable to say that the former Zhao Guogong initially took care of 'Zuo Ming' because of the sake of his father Xu Jingzong, but this is inconsistent with the fact that the eldest grandson's family looked down on her. After all, her fathers were all members of the Prince of Qin's Palace.
Colleagues should be acquaintances, so why are you so contemptuous?"
"The key is that in order to ascend to power, Xu Jingzong was not polite at all to the former Zhao Guogong. He directly accused him of rebellion and slandered him for rebellion. If 'Zuoming' was really the Xu family's daughter, she would have been expelled by other eldest grandsons during her exile in Lingnan.
The clan members of the clan were so revengeful that they died, but they couldn’t touch Xu Jingzong, who was at the height of his power, so why couldn’t they touch his daughter?”
Ming Chongyan guessed: "Perhaps he didn't dare? After all, Xu Jingzong was the Secretary of the Central Committee, and later became the Prince's Young Master, with the third rank of East and West Taiwan. His honor and favor were even more than that of the old British Duke, and no one could compare with him.
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Li Yan said: "That has nothing to do with his daughter. If the one who married the Changsun family as a concubine is really Xu Jingzong's daughter, she must have been abandoned and exiled with her. It is normal for the Changsun family to vent their anger on her."
"According to what 'Zuo Ming' said, Changsun just looked down upon her and did not regard her as one of her family members. There was no intention of harming her or torturing her."
"Imagine if 'Zuo Ming' was really the daughter of the Xu family, her father was responsible for the exile of the entire Changsun family. She herself was discriminated against and even tortured, and she also helped the Changsun family find the real culprit who was poisoned? This is not completely impossible.
It happened, but it’s just a bit far-fetched after all…”
Ming Chongyan nodded: "It doesn't sound like it...but among the dozen or so great scholars left, who would marry a daughter to the eldest grandson as a concubine? This would be ridiculed by the scholars!"
Li Yan looked at the names of the remaining scholars and felt they didn't look like it, but he was still happy to have found a breakthrough point: "It doesn't matter, with this clue, the difficulty has been greatly reduced."
"The target of my inquiry before was mainly the Guanzhong gentry, so I couldn't figure out the reason. Now I can ask the descendants of the great Confucian scholars, and the target range will be much more accurate."
"Just as your father is concerned about which girl from the family Changsun Chong has married, people are curious about things related to themselves. Great scholars will also talk about the family situations of other great scholars. The true identity of 'Zuoming' should not be far away from us.
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Ming Chongyan's eyes moved slightly: "Why don't I go and ask Xu Jingzong's family directly? This great scholar who edited "Yaoshan Jade Color" had the highest status, so why should he sacrifice the near and seek the distant?"
Li Yan thought for a moment: "That's fine, but you still have to be careful. After all, this person is very influential in the scholarly community."
Xu Jingzong actually died a few years ago, and died of illness shortly before Li Yan entered Chang'an from Liangzhou. He was eighty-one years old. From the chaotic times of the late Sui Dynasty, through Wude, Zhenguan, and then to the influence of the Gaozong Dynasty, his experience can be called
Legend has it that my family is still in Luoyang.
Ming Chongyan was a plum blossom internal guard, and he was best at keeping an eye on these courtiers. He was also used to the ugly faces of scholars like Zhuo Wei, so he raised his palms in salute: "Liu Lang, that poor Taoist is gone!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Li Yan returned the favor: "Thank you!"
He watched Ming Chongyan leave, came outside, and said with a chuckle: "I didn't expect that I would be so busy on my first night back... Yang Zaiwei, have you been waiting for a long time?"
After the words fell, a burly figure walked out of the darkness, staring over with shining eyes: "Li Yuanfang, I haven't seen you for more than a year. You have become stronger, but I haven't stopped you either!"
Li Yan looked at this old opponent who had competed with him many times, his brows moved slightly, and he chuckled: "Then let's compare?"
Yang Zaiwei grinned and clenched his fists: "Just what I want!"
Li Yan nodded, and did not make any hand movements. He just opened the ten fingers close to his side slightly, and the sound of squeaking sounded in the quiet night, and then in just a few breaths, the true strength of breaking the body suddenly transformed into
The vast and unparalleled raging sea surged over.
Yang Zaiwei was moved by this.
A terrifying sense of oppression suddenly appeared, like waves of invisible hurricanes passing by, constantly impacting his body. He had never heard of this power, let alone seeing it.
But he is no longer what he used to be, or he has not yet realized the seriousness of the problem. Fighting spirit surged between his brows, and he softly shouted: "Okay!"
Suddenly, his body rose up, as if it had faded into a wisp of smoke, and like a divine dragon rising from the clouds, he pressed forward and made crazy moves.
Not only did he move his palms, but he also moved his feet, legs, knees, and elbows. Suddenly, it seemed like there were thousands of hands and palms, and his whole body was full of murderous intent to greet him.
Facing this complicated offensive, what Li Yan did was to raise his palm, like a knife, and aimed it forward to slash.
A simple palm knife can turn decay into magic!
What was cut was a fleshy palm, but the edge of the palm was like a dreamlike sword light.
It seemed that he was not using his bare hands at all, but holding a chain knife and slashing out a dazzling and shocking sword light.
No matter how Yang Zaiwei's moves changed, whether it was fists, palms, fingers, claws, horns, or grabs, they were all wiped away by this magical hand knife. Then he was shocked to find that the air-piercing knife energy kept moving towards his chest.
At the critical moment, his body went through another instinctive movement, twisting in an extremely thrilling way, and narrowly avoided the sword's light.
Li Yan raised his brows and struck again with his sword without stopping.
Yang Zaiwei's eyes flashed, and he was completely trapped in the dreamy and blurry sword light. He could only make unthinking turns to avoid the attack.
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!
He dodged seven swords in a row!
But after all, under the eighth sword, the recovery force was slightly slower for a moment, and the true energy of the sky was directly bombarded in the chest. I felt a powerful force rushing into my body like a bamboo, and then I lost the ability to move.
The next moment, the sword light dissipated and the human world returned. Yang Zaiwei stood on the same spot again, and saw Li Yan standing in front of him calmly, with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, you have successfully opened the sixth consciousness!"
Yang Zaiwei was confused: "What kind of trick are you doing?"
Li Yandao: "This is the unique skill of the 'Qianqiu Jue' that I created myself, named 'The Dream of Agelessness'!"
Yang Zaiwei subconsciously said: "The dreamy and blurry sword light seems to be somewhat consistent... No, what I want to ask is why is your power so strange?"
Li Yan nodded: "As expected of you, you can see the specialness of my true energy, and you can be one step ahead of me, and successfully open the sixth consciousness of consciousness. I lost the bet we made last time, and I still can't grasp it.
The feeling of living in the sixth consciousness, always feeling that something is missing, and I’m quite envious of you for being able to break through.”
Yang Zaiwei: "..."
He finally fully realized what had happened, opened his sixth consciousness, and then was beaten violently?
"Zuoming" was beaten to death by this man, and he still had lessons from the past. He didn't expect to be able to surpass him by opening the sixth consciousness, but he felt that at least the gap would be narrowed, and he could fight hundreds of moves regardless of the outcome. After all, at that time
When fighting against the enemy in Chang'an, both sides pursued and fled for several times, almost losing both sides.
What a good result, you didn’t survive even ten moves?
After holding it in for a long time, Yang Zaiwei let out a long sigh: "With your strength and age, if you continue to practice, will you really become a god?"