Young Master Shao Wen finally found out the details about Qin Ming, and couldn't help but feel very good. He said with a smile: "You performed very well today, and you will benefit from following me in the future!"
"Thank you, Mr. Shaowen!"
Pei Hao couldn't help but be overjoyed.
"Father said last night that if Qin Ming is really a powerful person, then let me apologize to him."
The corners of Mr. Shao Wen's mouth couldn't help but curve, "But now, that guy is just showing off. He is just a weak chicken. There is no need to apologize, let alone be embarrassed.
When the time comes, we will kill him directly. Who dares to say any nonsense?"
This way of doing things was taught to him by his father himself, so he could retaliate righteously without having to worry about his father's punishment.
"Of course, I can't act so harshly and roughly. After all, I am a scholar and I have to worry about my reputation."
"My father is actually as ruthless as me in his actions, but he always wins the reputation of integrity, hides those dark sides behind his back, and gains both fame and fortune!"
"But I always cause some trouble, and I only get the name of being rude and rude."
"Father, it's better to act on the safe side. I still have a lot to learn from my father!"
Mr. Shaowen looked thoughtful.
In his mind, he has come up with many strategies, how he can justifiably humiliate Qin Ming at the banquet in a few days, avenge him ruthlessly, and win a reputation like his father.
... At this time, Qin Ming did not know the trick that Pei Hao secretly used.
He followed Master Yin to Baicao Academy.
The academy is quiet and quiet, with a towering ancient tree in the middle.
From several houses, the sound of reading could be heard loudly. Qin Ming looked up and saw waves of awe-inspiring righteousness filling the world.
“Great place!”
Qin Ming couldn't help but admire.
"Haha, Brother Qin, if you like it here, I'll be happy."
Master Yin smiled and said, "Today, I happened to invite a few friends to appreciate calligraphy and paintings together."
Soon, Master Yin took Qin Ming into a quiet ancient courtyard and sat under a tree.
Three scribes, also wearing Confucian robes, were sitting there, greeting Master Yin and Qin Ming one after another.
Qin Ming looked carefully and found that the awe-inspiring righteousness in these people's chests was far less vast than Master Yin's, and it was not as pure as that.
Obviously, these three scribes are not as upright as Master Yin.
But it is about cultivating the aura of awe-inspiring people, with mixed qualities, and not being on the stage.
Master Yin couldn't see it with his naked eyes, but Qin Ming, with his sharp eyes, could see the essence of these three idiots at a glance.
"It seems that not everyone can cultivate Haoran Zhengqi, and not everyone can cultivate it as vast as Master Yin."
Qin Ming thought in his heart.
Of course, Master Yin's friend Qin Ming has no reason to comment.
Making friends is not just about cultivation, there are other aspects.
"It seems that Mr. Qin is not a scholar, right?"
A scribe said proudly.
"That's right.
I practice martial arts."
Qin Ming said.
"Huh, vulgar warrior!"
Another scribe said disdainfully, "Master Yin, why do you associate with such a warrior?"
"Yes, Xia uses force to disrupt the ban.
Last night alone, a big battle destroyed countless houses! As for the casualties, they are even more immeasurable!"
"We, literati and refined men, disdain to associate with such vulgar people."
Master Yin was a little embarrassed and said quickly: "Brother Qin is an upright person. You must not have such prejudice! Even His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven also practices martial arts."
"If this person can achieve the same level of achievements as His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, suppressing everything and establishing order for the Zhou Dynasty, maybe I can take a high look at him."
The scribe said calmly.
"It's a pity that ordinary warriors are mostly vulgar people and it is impossible for them to be able to penetrate my eyes."
"Guys, please listen to me."
Master Yin said, "Master Qin has an upright character, dares to confront Master Shaowen, and is not afraid of power. Isn't it worth learning from me?
The only thing I make friends with is character, otherwise they are literati. If you are as arrogant and rude as Mr. Shaowen and have bad character, I won't like it either."
"What, has this boy offended Mr. Shaowen?"
Their expressions couldn't help but change.
"That's right."
Qin Ming nodded and said sarcastically: "Besides, last night, he wanted to send someone to arrest me and list ten crimes.
It’s a pity that they didn’t succeed in arresting me.”
"This incident even alarmed the prefect. I'm afraid I've offended even that prefect to death."
"Master Yin, I have some important matters at home. I'd like to take my leave!"
One of the scribes looked flustered and immediately stood up and left.
"So you are the person yesterday. When you say that, I am really impressed.
If you dare to offend the prefect, you will die!"
The other two scribes stood up immediately, as if avoiding the god of plague, and then left.
As soon as these three scribes left, the ancient courtyard quickly became quiet, and only Master Yin, Qin Ming and He Yaner were left.
"This is unreasonable. They must be too cowardly. As soon as they heard that Brother Qin had offended the son of the prefect, they left in a hurry, as if they wanted to clear up the relationship."
He Yan'er said dissatisfied.
"I made careless friends. I didn't expect them to be such bullies and fearful of others."
Master Yin couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"It doesn't matter, not everyone in this world is as upright as you."
Qin Ming smiled and said, "No wonder they can't cultivate the aura of awe-inspiring righteousness. With such a character, they can only cultivate a little bit of the aura of awe-inspiring people."
"Originally, today, I wanted to taste an ancient book with you. This is something I got with great difficulty back then."
Master Yin sighed.
"Why, without those three scribes, wouldn't I be able to appreciate it?
Master Yin looks down on me as a martial artist?"
Qin Ming smiled.
"Where there!"
Master Yin quickly said, "Since Brother Qin wants to see it, there is no problem."
After saying that, Master Yin took out a wooden box and gently took out a yellowed bamboo slip from the wooden box.
This bamboo slip is very old and badly damaged, and many of the writings on it are no longer legible.
This is an ancient book carved with a carving knife.
The brushwork is as sharp as a knife, which makes people feel shocked when they look at it, as if they are facing the long river of civilization and history, slowly unfolding.
It was unfolded halfway, but then stopped abruptly. This was because it was damaged. Halfway through, it was impossible to see the scenery behind it.
"What a majestic aura!"
Qin Ming couldn't help but exclaimed in shock.
"Brother Qin, you can actually see it!"
Master Yin couldn't help but sigh, "I suspect that this ancient book was written by an ancient sage! Otherwise, I don't believe that today's Confucian and Taoist practitioners could carve such an ancient book."
Qin Ming tasted it carefully and couldn't help but sigh and said: "This is the true Confucian way. It is so righteous and unparalleled in the world! Master Yin, I can understand this ancient book, but I can't understand it."
I know, have you ever thought about practicing a Confucian method?"