After Wei Changtian woke up, he didn't rush to get dressed and get out of bed. Instead, he sat on the bed and stared for a while.
I practiced the Moon Sword in the Dream Path all night last night. Although I haven't practiced it to the stage of ascending to the palace, I can already get a glimpse of it.
To put it simply, this swordsmanship does have some skills.
Wei Changtian couldn't say exactly what the difference was, but he could vaguely feel the "power" contained in the swordsmanship.
It's just that this "momentum"...is a bit awkward.
The more he practiced, the more Wei Changtian felt.
It's as if there is a top swordsman master who is invisibly controlling every move and style he performs.
A child who has never practiced martial arts is held by a master to fight an enemy with his hands. Even if he wins, can it be said that the child has superb martial arts skills?
The Moon Picking Sword has almost the same meaning.
"I wonder if Qin Zhengqiu feels this way."
"Please take the time to write a letter to Lao Zhangtou and ask..."
He murmured something softly and woke up Yuan'er who was sleeping next to him.
The little maid who was curled up quietly under the quilt rubbed her eyes and squirmed into Wei Changtian's arms in a daze, resting her head on the latter's chest and mumbling indistinctly.
"Sir, you're awake..."
"Um."
Wei Changtian reached out and pinched Yuan'er's warm cheek, and said with a smile: "You can sleep a little longer."
"I won't sleep anymore..."
Although Wei Changtian was very considerate, Yuan'er did not forget her responsibilities as a maid. After struggling to open her eyes, she got dressed first, and then sleepily ran outside to fetch water to help Wei Changtian wash his face and change clothes.
Wei Changtian was still a little uncomfortable with this kind of "clothes, food, food and mouth" treatment when he first traveled through time, but now he is "at ease" and would not say anything like "I can do it myself".
If she really told her, Yuan'er might still feel that she didn't do something well.
From "everyone is equal" to "orderly order of superiority and inferiority".
It has been nearly a year since he traveled through time. It is still unknown whether Wei Changtian's values have changed, but his behavior has become more and more consistent with this world.
"Sir, raise your hands~"
"Sir, is the water temperature suitable?"
"Master, wipe your face~"
"Sir, breakfast is ready~"
"Sir, do you want another bowl of porridge?"
"..."
After breakfast as usual, Zhang San had prepared the carriage and was waiting outside the door. Wei Changtian took advantage of the time before going out to check on Achun's cultivation status.
This little girl has broken through the eighth level a few days ago. If she continues to develop at this rate, she will probably be able to surpass Wei Changtian as a master in just a few days.
"Haha~ Is there anything you don't understand during the past few days of practice?"
Yawning, Wei Changtian shook his head and said: "If you have any questions, ask immediately. If not, then continue practicing."
"Master..."
Ah Chun blinked his big eyes and asked in a low voice: "Why haven't you seen the master's wife in the past few days?"
"Huh? Why are you asking this, little brat?!"
Wei Changtian glared, but still asked angrily: "Which junior wife are you talking about?"
"It's the second master's wife..."
Ah Chun was no longer afraid of Wei Changtian's pretending to be angry. He raised his head and asked, "Master, has the Second Master gone out?"
Being misled by Wei Qiaoling when she came to Shuzhou last time, Achun now always calls Yang Liushi the master's wife, Liang Qin the second master's wife, and Xu Qingwan the third master's wife.
The ranking criterion is not age, but... the qualifications are based on seniority.
"Your second wife has gone to war. It will take a few months to come back at least."
Wei Changtian patiently explained: "If I'm not here during this period, if you don't understand anything, just ask your Uncle Zhang."
"Oh, I see..."
Ah Chun nodded first, and then asked again with curiosity on his face: "Master, what is war?"
"A war is a group of people fighting."
Wei Changtian made a casual remark, intending to just fool him.
But who knows that Achun is quite determined to get to the bottom of the casserole and continues to ask: "Master, why are they fighting?"
Wei Changtian curled his lips: "Whoever wants to fight will be forced to do so."
Ah Chun looked confused: "Then who forced them?"
"..."
It was originally just a simple question, but Wei Changtian was suddenly stunned and couldn't answer it for a long time.
Is he the general leading the army?
Are they the emperors of Da Feng and Daning?
Or is it the hatred and contradiction between countries and people?
The question was suddenly raised to a metaphysical level. Wei Changtian was dumbfounded for a long time, and finally just patted Achun on the head without giving an answer.
...
"GuluGulu~"
The carriage drove slowly on the bluestone road, and the shops on both sides of the road were bustling with activity. The entire Shuzhou city seemed not to have been affected by the war in Yuanzhou at all, and was still prosperous.
"Zhang San."
Wei Changtian's voice suddenly passed through the car curtain and reached Zhang San's ears while he was driving.
"You have committed so many things before... you can't all have a deep grudge against others, right?"
"..."
Zhang San was stunned for a moment, then replied in a low voice: "Sir, this is natural."
Wei Changtian paused and then asked: "Then what do you think when you do things that are not necessary?"
"Well......"
It's obvious that Zhang San has never thought about this issue.
However, he quickly replied: "Sir, I am forced to do many things that I have no choice but to do."
"Forced? Who forced you?"
"This... Young Master, I don't know."
Zhang San responded honestly, then waved his horse whip and hit the horse's buttocks with a "snap" sound.
Accompanied by a high-pitched neigh, the carriage suddenly moved a little faster.
The horse pulling the cart had its hooves churning, its long mane flying, and fine beads of sweat oozing out from its body.
Such a good horse is a specialty war horse in Liangzhou. It is rare in number and should be the best mount for galloping on the battlefield, but now it can only be used to pull carts in this crowded alley.
By the way, is it also... forced to do nothing?
...
Shuzhou Yamen.
"Reinforcements from six states have now arrived in Yuanzhou. Lord Liang will arrive in a few more days..."
"The chief general of the national war is still Wu Ding, the commander-in-chief of Yuanzhou. This man has been a general for generations and has won the trust of the royal family..."
"A spy from Jizhou sent a message saying that the Xu family is now unable to survive, and I'm afraid it will only be a matter of time before they retreat..."
"..."
An hour later, Chu Xianping had already told the latest situation of the war between Yuanzhou and Jizhou.
But Wei Changtian thought of that problem again.
He told Chu Xianping exactly what happened this morning. The latter pondered for a moment after listening to it, and then asked seriously:
"Sir, let me take the battle of Yuanzhou as an example."
"If you are a citizen of Dafeng, do you think Dafeng is wrong?
Wei Changtian shook his head: "Of course not."
Chu Xianping asked again: "Do you think the people of Daning will think that Daning is at fault?"
Wei Changtian was stunned for a moment and then replied: "Of course not."
"So, since both countries are not wrong..."
Chu Xianping said calmly: "The only difference lies in which country the young master is from."
"..."
Chu Xianping didn't say it too straightforwardly, but Wei Changtian finally realized it at this moment.
Struggles of hatred, struggles for interests, struggles for power...the origin of all conflicts in this world is just the word "standpoint".
Just like the Liu family and the Wei family, like myself and Xiao Feng, Wu Tianqing, and Yunlian.
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