Gui was silent for a while and then asked tentatively: "Zhao Rong, are you planning to sell Lin Wenruo?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Gui immediately became excited, "I agree with this idea. I already dislike him."
Zhao Rong asked strangely: "How did he offend you?"
Gui sneered, "How can he have the right to offend me? I just don't like his attitude of 'doing my duty', as if Zhongnan Kingdom would not be able to survive without him. He, or you mean Confucian scholars, ha,
There are also those stubborn Mo Xia who always hold on to some savior's narcissism and self-righteously regard saving the world's common people as their own duty. Please, don't look at your own position."
"Don't you Confucians have a saying: If you are not in your position, you will not seek political power. You have no ability and only have an ordinary mind. You spend all day dictating and teaching those in high positions to do things, as if others are inferior to you in every way, thinking that if you rise to the top, you will be determined.
I can do better, hehe, I killed every one of these people I met back then."
Zhao Rong was silent, opened the curtains and looked out the window.
Gui continued: "Lin Wenruo's current identity is the head of the Lin family in Lanxi. As a result, he has no sense of caution and does not put the prosperity and survival of the family first. Instead, he regards the entire family as his own bet.
On the table, let’s bet on an unknown future. It’s okay to win, but what if we lose?”
"The foundation of our ancestors has been accumulated for hundreds of years. To destroy it in one day is a great rebellion!"
Zhao Rong did not refute or argue with it. He knew that what Gui said was actually its way, and what Lin Wenruo did was also his way. Everyone's way is different. Except for the real treacherous and evil, there is nothing wrong with it.
Black is white.
And in this Xuanhuang Realm, what the hundreds of schools of thought and the monks on the mountain are fighting for, isn't it just to make their own way a road recognized by the world?
As for what his Tao is, he may already have it, but he doesn't know it yet and is still asking himself...
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, "If my family has such an unworthy descendant, I must go back and break his legs!"
Zhao Rong said helplessly, "Okay, okay, break the dog's legs. Break the dog's legs. Don't be angry anymore. If it's not convenient for you to hit, I'll break his legs for you."
Gui Leng snorted, "You still have some conscience."
Zhao Rong said seriously: "What are you talking about? Who of us is following whom? You are a good brother who soaks in a bathtub and sleeps on the same quilt every night. If I don't help you, who will I help?"
Zhao Rong coughed lightly and said, "By the way, tell me which family you belong to first. I'll be prepared first. Otherwise, what if I run over and get my legs broken?"
Gui refused to answer and brought the subject back to his usual sidetracks, "So you are not betraying Lin Wenruo? Then how can you take it openly?"
It thought for a while and said seriously: "You shouldn't go to them to buy or exchange things, right? I advise you not to do this, and don't think they are a fool. Once you make such a request, they will immediately become alert.
, a seventh-level treasure like the Tingni Purple Gold Furnace, for you to have the opportunity to pick it up until now, is a miracle in itself, how do you expect others to not discover its magic after examining it?"
After saying that, it sounded puzzled, "I don't know why it was left here, and it has been covered in dust. Well, first of all, we can rule out the possibility that it is a bait. It is impossible for anyone in this small place, even Wangquezhou, to use this kind of bait."
The treasures of the same level are already in the game, so you don’t have to worry about fishing. Let’s wait until you get it to find out the details.”
Zhao Rong thought for a while and said slowly: "I'm not that stupid to remind them that the stove is extraordinary. I have some ideas at the moment, but they are not perfect yet. We need to observe them for a few more days, but if there are no accidents, we will just walk in during the day.
, just bring out the Tingni Purple Gold Furnace in front of them openly."
He wanted to ask again when he returned, but Zhao Rong smiled and said nothing.
After a while, the carriage jolted into the south gate of Luojing. Zhao Rong jumped out of the carriage, paid the fare and returned to the inn with ease. He spoke to the shopkeeper for a few words, took out some money and put it on the counter.
, and extended the room to ten days. After that, Zhao Rong returned to the guest room, changed his clothes, sorted his things, and went out to leave.
Zhao Rong bought some snacks for Su Xiaoxiao on the street. Seeing that it was getting late, he thought about something and returned to Lin's manor in Lanxi.
About an hour later, Zhao Rong stepped on the last rays of the setting sun and walked into the quiet courtyard where he lived. He finished thinking with his head down along the way, but as soon as he raised his head, he found Lin Wenruo standing in the courtyard holding a piece of jade.
"How long have Wen Ruo been waiting?" Zhao Rong said with a smile, and went to the well to get some water, wash his face and wash his hands.
Lin Wenruo smiled warmly and didn't ask Zhao Rong what he was doing during the day. "I've just been here for a while, has Tzuyu eaten? I happen to have a dinner party and I'd like to introduce a friend to you."
Zhao Rong paused for a moment, wiped his face with a silk towel, and looked back at Lin Wenruo.
Since Zhao Rong entered the Lin Manor, he has not seen many people except for a few domestic servants. Logically speaking, the Lin family of Lanxi, as a family of poetry, etiquette, hairpins, and food, is the leader of Confucianism and Taoism in Zhongnan Kingdom.
There must have been an endless stream of famous scholars and dignitaries visiting, but the house was very quiet. There was a grand cultural gathering, and there were no strings, bamboos, or orchestral music. The place where I and others lived was even more quiet and deserted.
This is probably to prevent the candidates for this Confucian-Taoist debate from being leaked again like last time.
As for myself going out twice today, I don't have to worry too much, because the Lanxi Lin family usually provides accommodation for some passing scholars and Confucian scholars, letting them live in a special B&B outside the manor.
Therefore, there were many people coming in and out, so Zhao Rong was not conspicuous among them.
But this time Lin Wenruo came to him specially to attend a dinner and introduce friends. It could only be related to the debate between Confucianism and Taoism, and the identity of that friend was easily revealed.
"I haven't eaten yet, let's go." Zhao Rong put down the silk scarf, carried the pastries and went out with Lin Wenruo.
When passing by Su Xiaoxiao's yard, the two stopped. Zhao Rong knocked on the door. After waiting for a while, he found that Xiaonizi was not there and didn't know where she had gone. So he hung the cake on her door.
Leave.
The dinner was held on the open-air top floor of a three-story building in the south corner of the manor.
The crescent moon is like a hook, and the evening breeze is gentle.
When Zhao Rong and Lin Wenruo went upstairs, there was already a scribe waiting at the table.
This man is wearing a large cloak, wearing a ceremonial hat, holding a feather fan in his hand. He has a good appearance, a mustache, and a decent expression. He is estimated to be about thirty years old.
Lin Wenruo explained to Zhao Rong.
This man's name is Chen Mu, also known as Muzhi, and he is a native of Zhongshan, thousands of miles away from Zhongnan Kingdom.
Chen Muzhi was a well-known scholar in the Zhongshan Kingdom. He was a child prodigy since he was a child. He passed three consecutive imperial examinations, but he refused to become an official. Instead, he indulged in the mountains and rivers and traveled in the world of literature.
Chen Muzhi was good at Qilu ancient poetry and free speech and debate. He had heard that the popular style of free talk in Zhongnan Kingdom had made a special trip here. Because his family had an old relationship with the Lanxi Lin family, he settled in the Lanxi Lin family's manor.
After the dispute between Confucianism and Taoism was settled, Lin Wenruo remembered that he still had this master of conversation in his family, so he invited him to help the Lin family of Lanxi, and the latter readily agreed.
Moreover, Chen Muzhi had just arrived in Zhongnan Kingdom and had not had many contacts with famous people in Zhongnan Kingdom. Therefore, almost no one in Zhongnan Kingdom knew him. This was also the reason why Lin Wenruo chose him. Chongxuguan did not know the existence of Chen Muzhi.
The three of them met.
Lin Wenruo introduced the two of them to each other with a smile, but Chen Muzhi frowned slightly after discovering that Zhao Rong was just a young scholar going to Linlu Academy to study.
Zhao Rong said hello, and Chen Muzhi nodded with a rather reserved expression.
Zhao Rong smiled and didn't take it seriously.
During the dinner, the three of them exchanged glasses and had a lively conversation, but it was mainly Lin Wenruo who was enlivening the atmosphere. Zhao Rong and Chen Muzhi were sitting on either side of him, and there was very little conversation between them.
Although this Chen Muzhi is arrogant, he does have real talents and knowledge. For example, he easily mastered the Flying Flower Order when drinking. Zhao Rong couldn't help but look at him a few more times, but Zhao Rong didn't participate much. Mainly because he and Lin Wenruo were playing.
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However, with Lin Wenruo at the table, the atmosphere was not awkward and he felt at home.
Soon, the dinner was coming to an end. Lin Wenruo raised his head and glanced at the bright moon in the sky. Upon seeing this, Zhao Rong and Chen Muzhi put down their chopsticks and wine glasses.
After all, it was getting late, and the three of them still had business to discuss.
The three of them got up and walked to the railing.
Zhao Rong stretched out his hand and patted the railing, looking into the distance.
Chen Muzhi slowly shook his feather fan with a calm expression.
Lin Wenruo glanced at the two of them, took a breath, looked serious, and slowly talked about the specific arrangements for the debate on Confucianism and Taoism nine days later.