Five hundred and fortieth chapters Emperor teacher
Forced by Qin Yang's simplest but most effective threat, the three Jin Hengyue brothers sat back obediently, but they still looked cold and arrogant and ignored. Qin Yang asked a few questions.
The problem is also
He was extremely proud. Qin Yang was so angry that he slapped the table and heard a click. The fine dining table had cracks all over it. There was even a hole in the place where he took the picture. This made the three old men laugh.
The guy was terrified.
"Stop showing off for me here, or I will chop off the three of you heads now!" Qin Yang said coldly, and it was definitely not just that.
Jin Hengyi seemed to be very frightened, but he reacted quickly and said hurriedly: "We only know that the Royal Dragon Picture is the most precious treasure of our clan, but we don't know where it is."
"Who knows?"
"Emperor's Master, Duke Huang of Zhou."
"Another old immortal." Qin Yang frowned.
The so-called emperor teacher is the teacher of the crown prince. This profession was very popular within the dynasty in ancient times. Whether openly or secretly, first of all, they are the people closest to the future emperor, and they are also the teacher of the future emperor. They generally know the emperor best.
Secondly, those who can get into this profession are generally not those who are greedy for power and wealth, but the emperors like such people and like to reward beautiful women with jewelry. Thirdly, the emperor must do it for all the people.
Setting an example is also very important in respecting teachers. Therefore, the emperor's master is respected by the emperor, and he is also respected by all the people. Those who are the emperor's master are extremely smart, and they are definitely not those who are arrogant and arrogant and cause the emperor's resentment.
Characters, so generally as long as they don't encounter any coup or the like, the emperor's master will be very happy throughout his life, unless he encounters the crown prince's brother vying for the throne and succeeding in it, but they will not be threatened by any life.
Zhou Huanggong was the teacher of Emperor Jiaqing. He was named the Crown Prince and Tutor during the Qianlong period. Another teacher of Jiaqing, Wang Erlie, was the famous Guandong talent, nickname: Cihan. He was a famous contemporary calligrapher and the first person in the Qing Dynasty who could compete with others.
Wang Erlie, who is known as the number one person, became Jiaqing's teacher. This Duke Huang of Zhou was obviously not a simple character.
When he resigned with outstanding meritorious service, Qianlong used the etiquette that only the royal family could use to send him back to his hometown. This shows the strong influence of Duke Zhou Huang. The main reason is that this guy can survive until now, which makes Qin Yang feel a little troublesome. If this guy
It was easy to say that he was like Dong Wanggong, but then he shook his head, who does he look like? As long as he disobeys, he will be beaten!
"Take me to him!"
Qin Yang said coldly.
The three old guys didn't dare to resist, so they nodded. Liu Shen felt ashamed of the three of them, so he arranged for a car, but he was too embarrassed to follow. According to the three people's prompts, the driver parked the car at the foot of a mountain.
The three people at the foot of the mountain seemed hesitant. Qin Yang frowned and said, "What? Are you afraid that there are wolves on the mountain that will eat you?"
"No, the emperor's master has a noble status, and we dare not disturb him." Jin Hengyi said hurriedly.
Qin Yang glanced at the three of them and knew that he was not lying, so he sneered: "Then go, and put away your so-called aristocratic faults. In what age are you still playing this trick with me?"
The three people nodded when they heard that they were busy, then got into the car and ordered Liu Shen's driver to leave the madman immediately. Qin Yang, on the other hand, went straight towards the mountain and came to a Confucian courtyard in the mountain. He had a literary style. Qin Yang
Yang felt that he could not be left behind, so he simply straightened his collar and walked in. Because it was late at night and there was no one else around, the courtyard was very quiet.
On the contrary, the lights were on in the main hall. When Qin Yang entered, he saw an old guy with a white beard and a boyish face sitting in the front seat, holding a book in his hand and reading with gusto. He was not satisfied with Qin Yang's intrusion.
Not surprised at all, he looked at the book and asked with a smile: "Buddhists talk about Buddhism, Taoists preach, and Confucianists talk about Confucianism. Do you think there is a difference?"
"One pursues the world view, one pursues the world view, and the other pursues the self-view." Qin Yang sat aside and said: "Buddhism emphasizes detachment from the six paths, Taoism emphasizes inaction, and Confucianism emphasizes the mean. To put it bluntly, they teach you how to become the Great Perfection.
One teaches you how to be a good god, and the other teaches you how to live better in the world, so I still prefer the worldview. After all, for many people nowadays, the other two are a bit, well, nonsense."
"Okay!" Duke Huang said with a smile: "Unique insight."
"You're welcome."
"If you don't come to the Three Treasures Palace without anything to do, what's the matter with you?" Zhou Huanggong directly asked you what the matter was without asking anyone.
"Yu Long Tu." Qin Yang said: "I came to see Yu Long Tu."
"You are the second one this year." Duke Huang said, stroking his white beard.
Qin Yang raised his eyebrows and said, "The first one is a Taoist priest?"
"Yes, he has a deep understanding of Taoist classics, so he convinced me." Zhou Huang said fairly: "Of course you also convinced me."
"That's great. Just stop talking nonsense to me and just tell me where it is."
"White mountains and black waters." Zhou Huanggong laughed.
Qin Yang frowned. The white mountains and black waters were the birthplace of the Qing Dynasty. Theoretically, it would be Changbai Mountain and Heilongjiang. However, the coverage of this theoretical understanding is too broad, that is, the entire three eastern provinces. This is no different from not saying anything, so it is a little bit
Dissatisfied, he said: "Old man, you're fooling me. There are so many white mountains and black waters, where can I find them?"
"The Taoist disciple once understood that the world is infinite and my heart is infinite." Zhou Huanggong was not angry, and said with a smile: "This is about chance."
A bright smile appeared on Qin Yang's face. Zhou Huanggong thought that this boy might understand, so he stroked his beard with satisfaction. However, who knew that Qin Yang's face suddenly changed and became extremely cold, and said: "Old man, sir, are you there?"
Here you are playing crossword puzzles for me, how can you pretend to be a worldly expert if you are too young to be sober? Believe it or not, I will burn this place down with a fire?"
The corner of Zhou Huanggong's mouth twitched, as he encountered a tough situation, but he remained relatively calm and said with a smile: "This dragon-controlling picture can only be obtained by those who are destined and virtuous."
"De? When I was a child, I was a top student in morality, intelligence, physical education, art, and labor. As for fate, I always think that I have a lot of fate with many things in the world." Qin Yang said with a sneer.
"You boy, you are so arrogant." Duke Huang said with a smile, "But you really don't know how high the sky is and how high it is!"
"Then how high and thick is the sky?" Qin Yang said with a smile.
Zhou Huanggong shook his head and said: "If you mess around with me here like this, how can you get the Dragon Control Picture?"
"I like to chatter. You know, threatening people can save a lot of trouble." Qin Yang said.
Zhou Huanggong shook his head helplessly: "A child cannot be taught."
"Huh?" Qin Yang glared, but the old guy suddenly appeared at the door in a flash. The speed was so fast that Qin Yang was shocked: "This old guy is so powerful?"
But in the blink of an eye, the old man turned out to be far away. Qin Yang spat, lit a cigarette, squatted at the door and smoked it. After he finished smoking, he didn't see the old man returning the greeting. He curled his lips and was about to leave, but suddenly
He frowned and walked back to the hall. When he saw a landscape painting hanging behind the leader, he pulled it off, held it in his hand and looked at it for a few times, then crumpled it into a ball and kept it aside.
He walked to the other wall and took off the pictures. After looking at them for a few times, they were still on the ground. After he had read eighteen pictures in a row, he took out his lighter and took out all the pictures that were still on the ground.
It was burned, and with his sharp eyes, he saw the book on the table. He also took it and read it at a very fast speed, then threw it into the fire aside, and it was quickly burned to ashes.
"White mountains and black waters." Qin Yang curled his lips and muttered: "Isn't it just this little piece of shit? It's really troublesome to play in a trivial manner. It feels much better to set it on fire." After muttering, he became free and easy.