Comprehensive Comprehension: Sixty Years of Observing Swords in Jiange 249, Confucianism and Taoism are popular, and you can become a sergeant (2/2 5,000-word chapter)
249, Confucianism and Taoism are popular, and you can become a sergeant (2/2 5,000-word chapter)
Holding the ink pen in his hand, Han Muye felt a faint golden aura of awe rising from his body.
Seeing this aura, Jiang Tong's eyes were bright and his face was full of surprise.
Although this Haoran Qi is not strong, it is pure, which shows that Han Muye is not only clear-minded, but also extremely talented.
What kind of poems would such a person leave behind?
Not only Jiang Tong, but also other people in Xisai Town who were seeing him off looked at Han Muye expectantly.
"Grandma Lan, Han Banxian can also write poems?" Tan Tan approached Mu Jin and whispered curiously.
In front of her, Han Muye's temperament at this moment was very special.
It's the kind of person who lacks the fierceness of a swordsman and has a touch of approachability.
The smell smells very good.
Hibiscus shook her head.
Some people really can't be guessed at will.
The feeling Han Muye gave her was unfathomable.
Swordsmanship, alchemy, and now even Confucianism and Taoism, which have never appeared in Western Xinjiang, are deeply involved?
Under everyone's gaze, the ink pen in Han Muye's hand began to wander.
After two lifetimes of accumulation, Han Muye’s writing has a beauty and perseverance that is unprecedented in the Tianxuan world.
Iron painting and silver hook, combining hardness and softness.
When the pen falls, there is a spiritual light.
"In front of Xisai Mountain."
On the paper, the words reflect the shadows of mountains, rolling green mountains, and pine waves like waves.
"Wen Qi takes form!" Jiang Tong's eyes widened and his shoulders trembled.
Kong Chaode also stared at Han Muye.
Confucianism and Taoism cultivation and literary talent complement each other.
But literary talent cannot be achieved through hard work.
Why are there thousands of Confucian and Taoist monks in the world, but so few can become Jinshi?
Just because there are so many ascetics, it is difficult to find people with corresponding literary talent and talent.
But today, the words written by Han Muye have just come out, and they have already transformed into literary spirit, obviously inspiring the blessing of the power of heaven and earth.
Could it be that the young master really has amazing talents?
is it possible……
"The egret flies in front of Xisai Mountain."
The word "fly" came out, and a faint sword light flashed.
With a smile on his face, Han Muye watched the sword light transform into a flying egret, spread its wings and fly away.
I am a swordsman, with Confucianism and Taoism as my skin and swordsmanship as my bones.
So what if you don’t use your swordsmanship?
What in the world cannot be used as a sword?
Just as this piece of ink becomes a poem, can it not become a sword?
The egret flies, fluttering its wings above the green mountains, like sword light criss-crossing, its trajectory cannot be controlled.
"Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, what a poem!" Jiang Tong exclaimed, stroking his hands. Several people behind him looked at Han Muye eagerly.
Just this sentence can turn the literary spirit into a spiritual heron and fly high. What about the next sentence?
Han Muye turned his pen and a line of text came out.
"Peach blossoms and flowing water, mandarin fish fat."
The clear spring flows, and the light red petals follow the water. There is a trace of alcohol floating in the water.
"Wow--"
In the spring water, a plump mandarin fish jumped out of the water, and the sword energy flashed, bringing out a spray of water.
Use literary talent to transform landscapes into fallen flowers, and use sword light to transform birds and fish.
When he put down his ink pen, the aura on Han Muye's body was mysterious and indescribable.
"Sure enough, it's like reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles..."
Feeling the fusion of Haoran Qi and Dantian spiritual energy and sword intent in his body, Han Muye chuckled lightly, turned around and left.
"Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, peach blossoms flow and mandarin fish are fat, what a poem, what a poem!" Jiang Tong's eyes sparkled and he chased Han Muye: "Mr. Mu, these two sentences describe the scenery of my Xisai Mountain. I don't know.
What is the artistic conception of the last two sentences?"
In addition to the mountains and rivers, there is also the artistic conception of spiritual practice.
What Jiang Tong is waiting for is precisely this realization of cultivation!
After hearing his words, Han Muye did not look back, waved his hand and said: "Mountains and waters are here, what kind of artistic conception do you need? I won't write it anymore."
The flying boat soared into the sky, while Jiang Tong and everyone behind him stood there with regretful expressions on their faces.
"Hey, it's a pity that there are only half of the poems and essays that can condense such talents and bring luck." An old boy with white hair and gray robes spoke tremblingly, with a look of regret on his face.
"Yes, if we can complete this poem, we in Xisai Town may be blessed with great fortunes from heaven and earth, and it is not impossible to help guard you and achieve success." Another blue-robed scribe also sighed.
Why did Jiang Tong so enthusiastically receive the Confucian and Taoist practitioners in the past? Is it not to borrow some literary talent to help him break through?
Where in the world is there a free feast?
"The mountains are here and the water is here."
"The mountains are here and the water is here."
Jiang Tong slowly turned around, looked at the paper rolled out by the maid, and saw the golden light shining on it, his expression turned into joy.
"What a good Mr. Shepherd, he is really talented and well-spoken..."
"With these mountains and rivers here, and half the poems and essays here, why should Xisai Town have no luck?"
"Today Mr. Mu left a complete poem to help me break through, and I am the only one who will benefit."
“These half-que poems have spread far and wide, and have been recited thousands of miles away. They have attracted countless literati and poets to come and see the mountains and rivers of Xisai, and taste the fine wines and delicacies of Xisai. Only then can the name of Xisai Town be spread all over the world!”
"Quickly, carve this poem into the most conspicuous place at the entrance of the town."
With that said, he stepped forward and carefully rolled up the poem signed by Han Mu.
"Help me invite the guards and Confucian and Taoist scholars from the surrounding streets and towns."
"I want to help Mr. Han Mu become famous."
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On the flying boat, the little wood demon Tantan stared at Han Muye, muttering something unknown.
On the other side, Kong Chaode looked at Han Muye, who was sitting opposite, with uncontrollable surprise on his face.
Lin Shen, on the other hand, was sitting cross-legged on the side, his body flashing with sword light and energy and blood aura.
For him, nothing strange about anything Han Muye does.
"Young Master, I really didn't expect that your poetry and prose would actually be so talented." Looking at Han Muye, Kong Chaode whispered: "With your talent, if you can quietly practice Confucianism in Zhongzhou and become a sergeant, you can easily get it.
.”
Enter sergeant?
Han Muye smiled and shook his head.
His current Confucianism and Taoism cultivation level is only one step away from being a master.
He looked down upon the mere promotion of non-commissioned officers.
However, leaving poems in Xisai Town today, the combination of literary talent and swordsmanship gave him a lot of insights.
Slowly closing his eyes, Han Muye restrained all his thoughts.
Lin Shen's sword flashed, protecting Han Muye.
This is his duty.
In Han Muye's Divine Treasure, the original golden aura of aura was constantly rotating and seemed to be brewing.
The seven long swords are also lightly stained with gold.
This has never happened before.
Previously, Haoran Qi and Divine Soul Sword Qi were completely independent of each other, and there was no sign of such integration.
Haoran Qi has the power to suppress evil spirits in the world.
If it can be combined with the sword light, the combat power of the divine soul sword energy will more than double.
Also, streams of awe-inspiring energy flowed through the body, not only pouring into the Dantian, but also penetrating into the physical body and blending with the spine that had turned into sword bones.
The jade-white sword bones had streaks of golden light flashing.
what is this?
Sword bone, or text bone?
The sword bone seemed a little different with the golden light penetrating through it.
Han Muye closed his eyes to practice. Kong Chaode and Mu Jin looked at him and felt that his temperament changed, from the gentle and elegant temperament at the beginning to the flash of sword intent.
When Han Muye opened his eyes, his temperament was different again.
It seems that there is a touch of tenacity in the original literary style.
don't know.
No one understands.
"Buzz——"
Ahead, there is a spiritual light rising.
Xiyuan County, arrived.
A large city covering an area of thirty miles.
Among them, the buildings are continuous and the light is soaring to the sky.
Various Confucian and Taoist auras rose up, dyeing the heaven and earth golden.
Such a magnificent city is just a small border town in Zhongzhou.
"Sun Cong, the chief secretary of Xiyuan County, came to welcome the envoy of Qingmang Mountain in Western Xinjiang on the order of the county magistrate."
Before the flying boat, a middle-aged scribe wearing a green and gray brocade robe greeted him.
The magistrate of Xiyuan County did not come to greet him in person, but sent officials to pick him up before the flying boat, which was considered to be a favor to Mu Jin.
The chief register is a person with a serious official status. He has the treasure of the chief register in his hand and can mobilize the power of hundreds of miles of heaven and earth in his territory.
Han Muye, Mu Jin and the others stepped out of the flying boat and followed Sun Cong outside the city of Xiyuan County.
Sun Cong was the chief registrar of Xiyuan County, and he was not as attentive to Han Muye as Jiang Tong.
He sent them to the inn and told them that the county magistrate was now receiving visitors and would see them later, and then left.
According to Jiang Tong's introduction, the identity of Mu Jin, the guardian envoy of Qingmang Mountain, is the same as the identity of the thirty-two county officials of Shuxi County.
It is only slightly lower in prestige than Jinchuan City County, where the county system is located.
The magistrate of Xiyuan County is on the same level as the garrison of Qingmangshan.
But Hibiscus is a great demon and she is in Western Xinjiang. How can she really be taken seriously by others?
It was not until the evening that the chief clerk, Sun Cong, came again. He first expressed his apology, and then invited Mu Jin and others to the banquet.
It was said that the county magistrate was hosting a banquet, and there were also visitors from other counties.
Not many people could attend the banquet, so in the end Mu Jin, Han Muye, Kong Chaode and Xiaoyao Tantan went together.
Mu Jin brought Tan Tan there to let her see the world, while Kong Chaode knew the rules of Zhongzhou better and could give her some advice from time to time.
When we arrived at the pavilion where the banquet was held, the lanterns were first lit, and we saw several figures with extraordinary bearing standing in front of the door.
The person in charge wears cyan official uniforms and gauze hats, which shows that the awe-inspiring energy is intertwined with the power of heaven and earth.
Anyone who can gain the power of heaven and earth here must be a respected person in the county.
"Years ago, the county governor sent a message that Qingmang Mountain was newly established in Shuxi County. Unfortunately, Qingmang Mountain is far beyond the barrier of heaven and earth, and Shen has no chance to visit."
The person who spoke was the magistrate of Xiyuan County, Jin Shiguan, who was thinking deeply.
"You're welcome, I didn't expect to be the guard of Zhongzhou." Mu Jin shook her head and spoke calmly.
She is a big demon, she doesn't have so many rules and speaks directly.
Shen Shen laughed and turned to look at Han Muye, Kong Chaode and the others.
Kong Chaode took a step forward, his aura flashing, and then he introduced himself and Han Muye.
"Han family?"
Shen Shen looked at Han Muye, pondered for a moment, then said with a smile: "It turns out he is Mr. Han Mu. He is indeed a young hero."
"It just so happens that Mr. Su Jialin from Changhe County came to visit me in Xiyuan County today. You are both Confucian and Taoist talents, so you should have a lot to say."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and led several young people behind him to step forward and offer their hands.
Su Lin of the Su family in Changhe County and several of his friends were all Confucian and Taoist students who had traveled far and wide.
A few people handed over their hands, introduced a few words briefly, and then turned aside.
The great demon of Western Xinjiang, accompanied by the young master of the Han family who came from nowhere.
Are people like this qualified to be friends with the Su family’s master?
If it weren't for the magistrate of Xiyuan County who had to take care of the dignity of the Qingmang Mountain Guard, tonight's banquet would be a poetry gathering.
Knowing that the great demon from Western Xinjiang must not understand poetry, I changed the banquet.
This made Su Lin and others quite regretful.
After all, Shen Si is a qualified non-commissioned officer with outstanding literary talent.
If Shen Si holds a poetry meeting, they will definitely get Shen Si's guidance and even appreciation.
This is Zhongzhou.
Confucianism and Taoism are respected.
Be it Han Muye or Hibiscus, no matter you are a great demon in the heavenly realm or a banished immortal from the Western Border Swordsmanship, you will always receive such a cold reception in this land of Zhongzhou.
Shen Shen smiled and invited Mu Jin, Han Muye and the others to go up to the attic, and seats were set up in the brightly lit hall.
While Shen Si was casually asking about the customs of Western Xinjiang, he was discussing poetry and articles with Su Lin and others over there.
He had invited Han Muye several times, but Han Muye declined.
As a result, Su Lin and others lost interest in Han Muye.
The county magistrate's banquet is an opportunity to show off one's talent and gather fame, but he is unwilling to show it. In all likelihood, he has no real talent and knowledge and is afraid of being ugly.
Han Muye did not participate in the poetry discussion, and Kong Chaode did not join in the discussion.
He is good at physical objects and has only a brief understanding of these poems and the like.
However, when Shen Si and Hibiscus were talking about elixir trading and elixir business, Kong Chaode became more energetic.
"Master Shen, this is the elixir sold by my Han Family Trading Company. Sir, please take a look at the quality."
Kong Chaode took the opportunity to take out two small jade bottles and handed them to Shen Shen.
"Han's Trading Company?" Su Lin on the side frowned and looked at Kong Chaode: "Mr. Kong Rong, why haven't I heard of your trading firm?"
The Su family is not a small family in the surrounding areas. They do a lot of business in various elixirs and elixirs. Su Lin also knows some aristocratic business families, but he has never heard of a Han family trading company.
"Haha, our Han Family Trading Company has just opened its doors." Han Muye raised his head and said with a smile, "On this trip, Mr. Kong and I are the only ones here."
A two-person business?
Su Lin shook his head and suddenly lost interest.
The people around him also smiled and shook their heads.
Scholars should not be involved in such business matters, as they will disturb the peace of mind.
Confucian and Taoist practitioners who give up hard study are destined to have no future.
Not only Su Lin and others, but also when Shen Shen looked at Han Muye again, he lost the attention he paid before.
In the past, Han Muye was thought to be a traveling student like Su Lin, but now it seems that he is actually a businessman?
Zhongzhou values Confucianism over business, and a businessman is not even qualified to sit at the same table as Jinshi officers.
After pondering for a moment, he reached out and took the two jade bottles from Kong Chaode, and said lightly: "I rarely rely on the power of elixirs in my practice. Shopkeeper Kong, I'm afraid your elixirs are -"
Before he finished speaking, he was shocked and his eyes widened: "Cui Shen——"
In the jade bottle, there are two top-quality pure divine pills.
It is of the highest quality and is considered to be of the highest quality in Zhongzhou, and it is qualified to be regarded as a panacea.
The alchemy path in Zhongzhou is prosperous, and the medicinal properties of the elixirs refined by alchemy practitioners are very demanding.
The appearance of common elixirs in Western Xinjiang is totally unknown in Zhongzhou.
High-quality elixirs are considered ordinary elixirs in Zhongzhou.
Only the best elixirs with a hint of spirituality can be regarded as elixirs. They are the most popular elixirs in Zhongzhou.
Immortal elixirs are the finest elixirs and are of extraordinary value. Even in Zhongzhou, only alchemy masters can obtain them.
Above the Immortal Grade, the Imperial City has it.
Although the alchemy path is prosperous, Zhongzhou is still lacking the necessary elixirs.
Especially the elixirs for tempering the soul and the elixirs for refining the body.
The practice of Confucianism and Taoism in Zhongzhou consumes the soul, and most of the Confucianism and Taoism practitioners are physically weak and need to be tempered.
According to Kong Chaode's suggestion, when Han Muye came to Zhongzhou this time, he brought most of them the Soul-Refining Pill to temper the soul, and the Condensing Feather Pill to strengthen the body.
Both of these are sixth-grade elixirs, and are extremely precious in Zhongzhou.
"I didn't expect that the Han Family Trading Company would have such a good pill."
Shen Shen's expression changed, and he looked at Kong Chaode with a chuckle: "I wonder how Mr. Kong sells this elixir?"
He asked, holding the jade bottle tightly in his hand.
Han Muye and Kong Chaode looked at each other with smiles on their faces.
This business is done.
Zhongzhou is rich and there is no shortage of spiritual stones.
These two top-grade divine essence pills were replaced by Shen Si with eight hundred top-grade spiritual stones, plus various elixirs and spiritual materials.
The total value of the elixirs and spiritual materials exceeds a thousand high-grade spiritual stones.
After all, they are only top-grade elixirs. Two of them cost 1,800 high-grade spiritual stones, which are discounted to 18,000,000 low-grade spiritual stones.
This price is nearly five times that of Xijiang.
Seeing that the business was settled, Han Muye smiled and stood up to leave.
Hibiscus also stood up.
After watching them leave, Shen Shen hurried back with the elixir.
This kind of elixir for tempering the soul is a good thing.
"Humph, I thought I was a traveling student, but it turns out I'm here to do business."
A young man in linen standing next to Su Lin looked at Han Muye and the others who were walking out of the restaurant with a cold face and whispered.
If it weren't for Han Muye and the others who interfered, tonight's banquet would have lasted for at least half an hour.
They can also follow up with the sergeant to ask more questions.
The Jinshi officers who guard one side such as Si Shen are not only knowledgeable but also have practical skills. They are the real elite among Confucian and Taoist practitioners.
Being able to communicate with them is a rare opportunity for future generations of students.
"If you practice Confucianism and Taoism and get tainted with business affairs, your mind will basically be ruined." On the other side, a young man disdained to speak out.
Su Lin nodded. Just as he was about to speak, his eyes suddenly widened.
Below, a light purple aura rose from Han Muye's body.
"Human hope!"
Su Lin whispered and said in disbelief: "How can there be hope in him?"
People's hope is the people's wish, which is an indispensable item in the practice of Confucianism and Taoism.
Every Jinshi officer needs people to gather around him before he can inherit the authority of heaven and earth.
How can a Confucian and Taoist practitioner like Han Muye, who has become a businessman, be respected by people?
"Is it because of the county magistrate?" Someone frowned and looked at Han Muye.
"No," Su Lin looked solemn and said in a low voice, "The purple aura in this person's eyes is condensed by his literary talent."
"Who is he?"
It was already a day later when Su Lin found out why Han Muye came to see him.
Half a day after Han Muye and the others left Xiyuan County, the guard of Xisai Town sent poems and essays written by the traveling students.
"Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, and peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat."
Just these two sentences made Xiyuan County excited.
Is there such poetry in the western border areas of Shu?
Xisai Mountain will definitely become the holy place of literary circles in western Shu!
"I couldn't make friends with such a person. I, Su Lin, am really blind..." Standing at the head of Xiyuan County, Su Lin looked gloomy.
At this time, on the flying boat that had already left Xiyuan County thousands of miles away, Han Muye had a look of curiosity on his face.
"This is Confucianism and Taoism's popularity?"
In the palm of his hand, a ball of lavender aura changed, sometimes turning into a hair crown, sometimes condensing into an ink pen, and sometimes into a seal.
Kong Chaode, who was sitting opposite him, had a face full of envy. He nodded and whispered sourly: "Master, with this reputation, you can become a non-commissioned officer..."
Enter sergeant?
Not interested in.
Han Muye held the purple aura in his hand and allowed it to change, eventually turning into a lilac flowing cloud that attached to the folding fan's map of mountains and rivers.
In an instant, the folding fan and mountains and rivers were dyed purple.
