Seeing that Lin Ze was silent, the Confucian sage laughed softly and said, "Why are you so hesitant, little friend Lin Ze?"
Just as Lin Ze was about to reply, Zhuang Zhou's figure came in a moment and stood in front of Lin Ze. He asked with caution on his face: "The Confucian saint is not teaching in Jixia Academy. What is the purpose of coming here?"
The Confucian sage said without changing his expression: "Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. My disciples once told me that the world is in constant war and the people are suffering unspeakably. I have come here to see a thing or two."
"Taoism values ​​tranquility and nature, but we, the Confucians, have always taken it as our own duty to save the common people in the world. If we can resolve disputes, we will be of immeasurable merit."
Lin Ze had a mocking look on his face and secretly mocked the Taoist sect for not caring about worldly affairs in front of the Taoist disciples. How is this any different from scolding a bald donkey in front of a monk?
What's more, when did Confucianism take it as its own duty to save the world's common people?
Zhuang Zhou said bluntly: "Now that the Western Qin and the Han are fighting, and the supporters behind the Han are Confucianists, it seems inappropriate for you to appear here."
"If word spreads, the world will most likely misunderstand that you rashly intervened in secular dynastic disputes with the dignity of a saint, which will harm your reputation."
The Confucian sage said with an upright face: "How can I be a person who is afraid of what others say?"
Lin Ze and Zhuang Zhou looked at each other in confusion after hearing this. He was indeed a Confucian sage. He had made up his mind to interfere in a matter and was willing to show his face.
Zhuang Zhou held his breath and said, "But if you are standing here, how can this war continue?"
The Confucian sage chuckled lightly and said: "You can do whatever you want, and don't pay attention to me. If something like Wutian's anger and resentment happens, I will definitely not take action."
Lin Ze's heart sank when he heard this. The Confucian sage clearly stated that he would intervene. What does it mean to be angry and resentful? He has big fists, but in the end it's not him who has the final say?
Zhuang Zhou also understood the hidden meaning of the Confucian sage, and frowned slightly. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by the Confucian sage quietly: "Why, do you two want to drive me away?"
Lin Ze walked around Zhuang Zhou, looked directly at the Confucian sage, and said meaningfully: "The Confucian sage is joking, how dare we two violate the authority of the sage? Originally, I saw you coming and wanted to stop the war temporarily to avoid causing your displeasure."
"I just heard you say that you wanted to see the endless war with your own eyes. I secretly thought that this matter was related to your great cause, so I didn't dare to give up the war easily."
"Not only that, I should also be fully prepared to launch a war with all my strength so that you can see the real suffering of the people. Please wait for a moment, Confucian Sage, and I will take my leave first."
After saying the last sentence, Lin Ze bowed to the Confucian sage and dropped from mid-air to the Western Qin army. He said loudly: "The Western Qin soldiers listened to the order and retreated to the camp to rest. After lunch, the scorching sun will no longer burn.
When there are people, we can attack the city again."
The two Western Qin captains responsible for commanding the 20,000-strong army bowed and responded: "No."
After a while, the sound of ringing gold sounded, and the 20,000 Xi Qin soldiers kept their formation and returned to the camp in an orderly manner.
On the city wall of Yangzhai, the Han army saw the Western Qin army retreating and couldn't help but cheer.
Many Han generals did not cheer together with the Han soldiers, but looked at the endless river of righteousness flowing across the sky with admiration on their faces.
He Yi, who had just proposed to surrender, now knelt down in the direction of the Confucian sage with a fanatical look on his face and said: "I pay my respects to the sage."
Upon seeing this, Huang Mu and Zhao Ping knelt down and said, "Meet the Holy Master."
The soldiers of the Han army who did not understand why saw their generals kneeling, how could they dare to remain indifferent and knelt down one after another.
For a time, people were kneeling on the Yangzhai city wall.
At this moment, no one in the Han army thought of surrendering or abandoning the city.
The Confucian sage turned around and looked at the city wall of Yangzhai, stretched out his hand to help him slightly: "You don't have to be polite."
More than ten Han generals, together with more than 10,000 Han soldiers guarding the city, felt a sudden surge of force in their bodies. They could not help but be lifted up from the ground and stood upright.
The admiration on everyone's faces became even stronger.
Lin Ze, who was walking towards the West Qin camp, heard the cheers and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a sneer appearing on his face.
Zhuang Zhou glanced sideways at Lin Ze who turned around and left, then looked at the Confucian sage with a pleased look on his face. He cupped his hands and said, "I'm sorry, I'll take my leave." He quickly chased after Lin Ze. The two of them stepped in almost at the same time.
Western Qin camp.
Zhuang Zhou whispered beside Lin Ze: "Junior brother, do you really want to attack the city?"
Lin Ze asked back: "I dare to ask, senior brother, I can't live a luxurious life in Chang'an, but I lead an army to go on an expedition, is it just for traveling around the mountains and rivers?"
Zhuang Zhou smiled awkwardly and said, "But there are saints blocking the road ahead, right?"
Lin Ze stopped, looked at Zhuang Zhou and said seriously: "But senior brother is not afraid of saints, is he?"
Zhuang Zhou waved his hands repeatedly and said urgently: "Junior brother, please don't talk nonsense. At most, you can save your life in front of a saint, but it doesn't mean you are not afraid."
Lin Ze chuckled and said: "That's not bad. You can save your life and worry about it. Why not fight?"
Zhuang Zhou frowned and said, "It's not a big problem to protect our junior brother. We can't take care of these 100,000 Western Qin soldiers."
Lin Ze didn't take it seriously and said: "In terms of eliteness, how can the Han army be the opponent of the Western Qin army? Why should senior brother worry about this?"
Zhuang Zhou sighed and said, "I'm worried that the Han army is weak and the Confucian sages will secretly attack these ordinary soldiers."
Lin Ze asked: "Can a saint kill mortals wantonly?"
Zhuang Zhou quickly replied: "Of course not. If a saint kills a mortal arbitrarily, his luck will also be damaged, and he will be counterattacked by the law of heaven."
Lin Ze said calmly: "That's alright. If the Confucian sage is so unwise, you and I won't be happy enough, so why should we worry?"
Zhuang Zhou looked hesitant: "But..."
Lin Ze waited for a while, but didn't hear what was going on, so he took the initiative to ask: "But what?"
Zhuang Zhou held it in for a long time and said worriedly: "But if the Western Qin army suffers too many losses, the fate of the Western Qin country will also be turbulent, which will in turn affect the fate of our junior brothers."
Lin Ze didn't take it seriously and said: "Junior brother, I am very lucky and I don't care about this loss."
Seeing that Zhuang Zhou was still frowning, Lin Ze couldn't help but wonder: "Senior brother, is he so worried because he can't guarantee to protect me in front of the Confucian sage?"
Zhuang Zhou quickly denied it and said: "Of course not. Junior brother, don't be secretly suspicious."
Lin Ze thought for a moment and said, "Junior brother suddenly felt a little panicked. To be on the safe side, please inform the teacher."
Zhuang Zhou coughed lightly and said, "Junior brother, there's really no need to worry. It was just an accident last time."
Lin Ze spread his hands and said, "Senior Brother, it's a good thing that you didn't mention the last time. If the teacher hadn't taken action in time, Junior Brother and I would have become immortals by now."
"It's not that I don't trust my senior brother. If something unexpected happens again, how will my senior brother explain it to the teacher?"
Zhuang Zhou looked at Lin Ze for a long time, with a look of resentment on his face. A colorful butterfly popped up, waved its wings in the air a few times, and suddenly disappeared.
Lin Ze was then satisfied and entered the commander's camp, summoned a general and gave some low-key instructions.