Comprehensive Comprehension: Sixty Years of Observing Swords in Jiange 253, Look at the red and wet place at dawn, really read the book all night (2/2 5,000-word chapter)
253, Look at the red and wet place at dawn, really read the book all night (2/2 5,000-word chapter)
Liao Chen was shocked all over.
Oops!
He, Liao Chen, was used to welcoming merchants to and from others. In this situation, he subconsciously had to think about how to protect himself.
But Mr. Han Mu is not!
This is a Confucian scholar who has traveled all over the world at a young age.
This is the hero introduced by Mr. Dongfang in his own handwriting!
Liao Chen sighed softly, turned around, and bowed to Han Muye: "Brother Han, I was wrong."
Han Muye stood up, with a dull expression on his face, but did not reach out to help him.
"No wonder Dongfang Shu doesn't recognize you, the Liao family's children, as disciples. Is it true that you, the ups and downs of merchants, have even completely lost my character as a Confucian and Taoist cultivator?"
Han Muye looked at the window sill opposite, looking at Jiang Chongyang and Luo Wuyan.
"I, Han Mu, have traveled all over the world and have adapted myself to the Tao. Poems and articles come to me at my fingertips. Do you think I don't understand poetry?"
Fit with Tao!
Poems and articles are at your fingertips!
After saying this, Jiang Chongyang and Luo Wuhuang's expressions darkened.
Below, everyone raised their heads and looked quietly at Han Muye who was standing in front of the window sill.
On the top floor of the cabin, the little princess Qin Yundan, wearing a moon-white gown, approached Princess Yunjin and said, "Sister, this is the person."
She had already complained to Princess Yunjin just now, but her sister ignored her, which made her a little depressed.
But at this time, her eyes shone brightly: "Sister, tell me, can this guy write a good poem and compare it to that of the Hongcheng Sword Sect?"
"Even if you dance for him, it's better than dancing for the Hongcheng Sword Sect."
When she said this, she was stunned for a moment, then stretched out her arms to hug Princess Yunjin: "No, I won't show it to anyone."
Princess Yunjin laughed, stretched out her hand to touch her head, and then whispered: "I hope he can have such literary talent and such courage."
Not only does his literary talent surpass Luo Wuyou's, but he also has the courage to become an enemy of the Hongcheng Sword Sect.
Ordinary people don't have such courage.
"Traveling around the world?" Luo Wuyang stared at Han Muye, with a faint smile on his face: "Then you must come to my Hongcheng Sword Sect."
"Most of the scenery of the three counties has been captured by our Hongcheng Sword Sect. It would be a pity if you didn't come."
"Okay." Han Muye nodded and said seriously: "Of course I will go and take a look."
Hearing his words, Luo Wuhuang showed a wild smile on his face: "Okay, okay, after all, he is a serious Confucian scholar, and he still has a bit of arrogance."
"My poems are derived from a half-hearted Confucian and Taoist practitioner."
"Tell me, is this poem good or bad?"
Behind him, the men in green robes also stood up.
The auras and sword intentions of these people flashed, and they were obviously highly skilled in cultivation.
Kill those who practice Confucianism and Taoism and gain poetry.
"You said you were half-assed, what can you do?" Han Muye shook his head.
not so good.
Luo Wuyan's expression darkened.
This is provoking the Hongcheng Sword Sect.
"The rules of the Yunjin Fairy Boat, since you said this poem is not good, then compose one." Jiang Chongyang looked at Han Muye and spoke in a deep voice.
Write a poem to outshine the other person?
Han Muye shook his head.
Not interested in.
Jiang Chongyang frowned, but before he could speak, he heard Han Muye loudly say: "There are many people who can write poems that exceed this level. If you don't believe me, just ask."
Jiang Chongyang looked down at the lobby below and said coldly: "I wonder who dares to--" today.
"Zhongzhou is the Zhongzhou of Confucianism and Taoism." Han Muye's voice interrupted his words.
"Today, some people dare to suppress Confucianism and Taoism, and tomorrow, some people will dare to destroy Jinchuan and the imperial city."
Han Muye's voice was filled with ear-splitting arrogance: "Confucianism and Taoism have suppressed Zhongzhou's destiny for tens of thousands of years, and today someone actually surpassed Confucianism and Taoism in Jinchuan City."
"Are you going to rebel?"
opposite?
Who dares?
Jiang Chongyang's face turned pale and his eyes widened.
Beside him, Luo Wuhuang and others also had solemn expressions on their faces, staring closely at Han Muye.
This hat is too big, and no one dares to bear it.
On the top floor of the cabin, Princess Yundan's eyes were bright.
Princess Yunjin on the side lowered her head, and through the curtain, her eyes fell on Han Muye.
Han Muye seemed to be aware of it and raised his head to take a look.
"This, young master, have you said enough?"
"Things that happen in the world of spiritual practice have nothing to do with the imperial dynasty." Jiang Chongyang suppressed the emotions in his heart and spoke in a low voice.
"It has nothing to do with it?" Han Muye raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "Go and tell Su Zizhan that it has nothing to do with it."
"You go and tell He Jing that it has nothing to do with it."
"You go and tell Zhuang Han that it has nothing to do with it."
After a pause, looking at the bloodless Jiang Chongyang, Han Muye said coldly: "Maybe you have the courage to say this to Wen Mo Sheng."
Su Zizhan, the governor of Shuxi County.
He Jing, commander of the Xuanyang Guards in Western Shu County.
Zhuang Han, commander of the Red Flame Army in Western Shu County.
The literary works of the imperial dynasty, the writings of the most holy Confucianism and Taoism.
The entire cabin can be heard as a needle drops.
Jiang Chongyang's face turned green and red, but he did not dare to say a word.
The whole world is not the land of the king.
Confucianism and Taoism emphasize the external king and the internal sage.
He is gentle and indifferent to his own people, but he is domineering and iron-blooded towards his enemies.
If you dare to separate yourself from Confucianism and Taoism, Xuanyang Guard will teach you how to be reincarnated.
The Hongcheng Sword Sect is strong, but no matter how strong the cultivation sect is, it must bow before Confucianism and Taoism!
Beside Luo Wuyan, a middle-aged man in his forties waved his hand, telling Jiang Chongyang to step back.
He took a step forward and looked at Han Muye: "This young master is very eloquent."
He raised his hand and cupped it towards the roof of the cabin, and then said: "The scenery of Jinchuan is really extraordinary."
"We practitioners are, after all, people from the mountains and wilderness, and cannot be contaminated by the dust of the world, so we say goodbye."
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and flew out from the window sill on the other side.
Luo Wuhuang and others also flew away.
gone.
Rather, he didn't even say a few words to save face.
Jiang Chongyang, who stayed in the attic, gritted his teeth and glanced at Han Muye, but instead of taking the right path, he flew out of the fairy boat.
When these people finished walking, the hall burst into cheers.
A few words made those practitioners bow their heads, and the young master of the Jiang family fled. Such methods are Confucianism and Taoism!
Confucianism and Taoism are not just poems, songs, music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Confucianism and Taoism also mean that one word can reach a thousand miles, and one word can defeat thousands of armies!
In the hall, people chanted poems at the top of their voices, and there were many people who shouted that this poem was a hundred times better than before. There were also many people who loudly called Han Muye to meet him and asked him to write a poem.
Cheering for joy and being wild.
Han Muye shook his head and looked at Liao Chen behind him: "I've seen this Jinchuan Fengyue before. Is it almost time to leave?"
Hearing his words, Liao Chen's face showed a strange look: "Brother Han, your Jinchuan romance hasn't started yet."
After he finished speaking, a voice came from the door.
"Mr. Liao, the princess invites this good friend of yours to go to the top cabin to meet her."
Liao Chen looked at Han Muye with a smile on his face.
…
On the top floor of the Yunjin Fairy Boat, in the quiet attic, Han Muye opened the window and looked into the distance.
Han Muye promised that he didn't go to the top floor for the most beautiful woman in Jinchuan.
I came here just to stand on the highest floor of the fairy boat and look at the low-hanging stars and moon outside.
real.
Just when he looked out the window, the pavilion door had been pushed open with a "squeak".
The young prince of Zhenxi Palace, wearing a white robe and purple crown, rushed to Han Muye.
"I'm telling you, you're not allowed to write poetry later, do you hear me?" Staring at Han Muye, Princess Yundan waved her fist again and lowered her voice: "Also, if my sister dances for you, you are not allowed to watch."
After saying that, she turned around and ran out the door, then turned around and waved her fist, then closed the door.
When the door opened again, a beautiful woman wearing a pale purple dress and a golden bow in her hair walked in.
Even though he had guessed that Princess Yunjin would look beautiful in women's clothing, Han Muye still felt a little surprised when he saw her.
Warm and moist like light clouds, delicate and beautiful like flowers.
The beauty of Jinchuan is nothing like this.
"Yun Jin, thank you very much, Sir, for rescuing the siege today."
Seeing that Han Muye's eyes were clear and he was not distracted at all, Princess Yunjin took a few steps forward and bowed slightly.
After hearing her words, Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "I am in Jinchuan City, on the Yunjin Fairy Boat, even if I am in the heaven realm, I don't dare to be presumptuous."
"If Han Mu doesn't speak today, naturally someone else will."
The ordinary Confucian scholars in the lobby cannot see through this, nor can the various forces in the attic see through it?
I didn't say anything because I didn't want to offend the Jiang family.
If these people don't say anything, is it possible that Princess Yunjin doesn't have anyone useful?
Today's situation looks like Princess Yunjin has been forced into poverty, and may even come out to perform a dance. In fact, she is just deliberately irritating the hearts of the Confucian scholars in the hall.
This resentment can also be transformed into hope.
After becoming a Confucian and Taoist master, Han Muye saw things more clearly.
For him, popularity is easily obtained, but it is what the practitioners in Zhongzhou strive for.
All thoughts were revealed by Han Muye, and Princess Yunjin raised her head with a chuckle: "Sir, no matter what, you are the one who spoke out to rescue Yunjin today."
"Now, you can make a request to Yun Jin."
"Yunjin will try our best to do it."
There seemed to be water vapor flashing in Princess Yunjin's eyes.
The eyes are clear, nothing more than that.
Han Muye glanced at her, and then said, "Can you really ask for anything?"
Princess Yunjin bit her lip and nodded slightly.
That look is really tempting.
Han Muye pondered for a moment and said, "I want to read the Confucian and Taoist classics of Zhenxi Prince's Palace."
After the words fell, Princess Yunjin's eyes flashed with confusion.
Not at all what she thought.
"Why, is it inconvenient?"
Seeing her silence, Han Muye spoke.
Princess Yunjin shook her head and said: "It's not inconvenient, but you can't take this book away."
After a pause, she looked up at Han Muye: "I can only watch it for one night."
One night is enough.
Seeing Han Muye nod, Princess Yunjin flipped her palm, and several volumes of ancient books appeared in her palm.
Han Muye walked up to the book eucalyptus, raised his hand to sweep the fruit and wine off it, then stretched out his hand, and the books fell on the book eucalyptus.
These are all treasures of the Zhenxi Prince's Mansion.
Although the royal family does not have much power, the things that can be treasured are not accessible to outsiders.
When a book is opened, the mortal curse in Han Muye's sacred treasure trembles, and the awe-inspiring energy continues to flow.
However, he is now in the realm of a grandmaster, and his awe-inspiring energy is locked in his soul and integrated with his body. Even if the awe-inspiring energy boils, it does not show at all.
Han Muye's awe-inspiring energy was cultivated by chance, and it was all blessed by the Red Dust Mantra.
Although I have practiced some Confucian and Taoist exercises before and read some classics in the Jianmen Library, how can they compare to the collection of the Zhongzhou Royal Family?
The text in the book turned into pictures and emerged in Han Muye's mind.
The process of spiritual practice, magical means, and travel notes.
These books cover Confucianism and Taoism practice, Confucianism and Taoism insights, insights from predecessors, etc.
All of this is exactly what Han Muye is in short supply now.
The great Confucian and Taoist monk said that the means by which the power of heaven and earth can be brought together turns out to be Confucian and Taoist supernatural powers.
The scene in which words become chapters and poems become soldiers is called Confucianism and Taoism's method of warfare.
Using poems and essays as battles, using ink to build troops, using brushstrokes to transform armies, words to follow the law, literary spirit, popularity, and awe-inspiring aura permeate the world, and one word can defeat thousands of armies. It is really fun!
Various Confucian and Taoist methods appeared in Han Muye's mind, making him unable to help but want to try them out.
But now is really not the time.
He reads very quickly and can flip through the pages of a book in just a cup of tea.
Moreover, he didn't just read casually, he would recite a few sentences softly from time to time and make comments in a low voice.
Hearing his comments, Princess Yunjin's eyes lit up, and she quickly came over to read the sentence. She took out a pen and ink and quickly wrote down these words.
After he finished one book, he changed to another.
Looking carefully at this time, he didn't even bother to pay attention to the most beautiful woman in Jinchuan beside him.
Princess Yunjin was not upset. She wrote down Han Muye's comments and organized the books.
After a while, Han Muye finished reading the books on the books, and Princess Yunjin put away the books and handed over another stack.
Approximately, this is Hongxiu Tianshu.
"Sir, what do you mean by where the clouds are deep and the wind and clouds are gone?"
"Sir, is there any allusion to the previous sentence of "One whale falls and all things come to life?"
"Young Master, Young Master, I didn't catch what was behind the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains you just said."
…
Before you know it, dawn dawns in the east.
Han Muye reached out to pick up the new book, but found nothing. It felt soft to the touch.
Slightly startled, he raised his head and saw Princess Yunjin opposite with her palm retracted with a hint of resentment.
That night, Han Muye didn't even raise his head.
"Sorry, the night has passed."
Han Muye shook his head and stood up with some regret.
I read hundreds of books in one night, and they were all precious Confucian and Taoist classics, and I gained a lot.
Those dozens of Confucian and Taoist supernatural powers turned into golden characters, existing in the sea of qi, and reflecting each other's sword intent.
Magical power and sword intention have something in common.
After stretching his muscles, Han Muye cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much, Princess, for staying with me all night. Han Muye takes his leave."
Why does this sound like something else?
Seeing Han Muye walking towards the pavilion door, Princess Yunjin suddenly whispered: "Mr. Han, last night you said that you know everything about poetry and articles. I wonder, maybe you can leave a poem for Yunjin?"
Leave poems?
After all, Princess Yunjin helped her read books all night long. Can this little wish be fulfilled?
Han Muye nodded, walked to the bookcase, picked up the ink pen that Princess Yunjin had used to copy the comments, and gently dropped the ink.
After writing a poem, he strode out of the attic.
As soon as she opened the door, the little princess Yun Ding stood in front of the door and almost fell down.
"Tell me, what did you and my sister do all night?" Princess Yun Ding gritted her teeth and clenched her fists.
"Read a book." After Han Muye finished speaking, he went straight downstairs.
"Reading?" Princess Yundan's eyes widened: "You are alone all night and you just read a book?"
She pushed open the half-open door and walked into the attic. She saw Princess Yunjin kneeling in front of a bookcase, dressed neatly, with various books and papers in front of her.
"Really reading?"
Princess Yun Dang came forward curiously and saw a poem on the page in front of Yun Jin.
"Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. It sneaks into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. The clouds are all dark on the wild paths, and the fire on the river boats is only bright. Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city."
After muttering a few lines of poetry, Princess Yundan's expression changed and she stamped her feet fiercely.
"Xiao looks at the red and wet spots, Xiao looks at the red and wet spots, you are a scumbag, and you haven't done anything yet. It's obvious that you have done everything..."
She cursed in a low voice, turned around and ran out.
Yun Jin, who was sitting there, carefully folded the page and looked at the pile of words he had written down in front of him, with a smile on his face.
"The rules of the Yunjin Fairy Boat are that if you leave a poem, I will perform a dance. When will you come and watch me dance..."
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Outside Jinchuan City.
Liao Chen looked at Han Muye with regret and said, "Brother Han, are you really not going to stay in Jinchuan for a few more days?"
As soon as he left the Yunjin Fairy Boat, Han Muye said he wanted to leave Jinchuan City.
Liao Chen jokingly asked if he was staying overnight in Xianzhou, fearing that students from all over the city would come and break into the house.
But he didn't expect that Han Muye would really decide to leave Jinchuan City.
"Although Jinchuan is good, it is not my hometown." Han Muye shook his head and looked forward: "I have gained a lot from this trip, and I am satisfied."
He became a master of Confucianism and Taoism, reached a deal with Fujin Trading Company, and read the royal books. This trip to Zhongzhou was richer than Han Muye could have imagined.
Watching Han Muye leading Lin Shen and the others away, Liao Chen had a complicated look on his face.
Whether it was the elixir and sword business or Han Muye's magnanimity and insight, they all gave him a profound impression.
Last night, Han Muye was left at the top of the Immortal Boat by Princess Yunjin for a night.
Such things are really unimaginable.
Although I have heard of the princess performing dances, I have never heard of the princess staying overnight with guests.
What happened on the fairy boat that night?
"Seventeenth Young Master! The master of the family calls you to return to the trading house quickly." A figure ran behind Liao Chen and spoke in a low voice.
Liao Chen nodded and followed him towards Jinchuan City.
"I heard that someone actually stayed on the top floor of Yunjin Fairy Boat last night!" Someone whispered on both sides of the avenue.
"Of course I heard. It is said that the man really spent the night and left a poem. The young prince is already looking for that guy everywhere with a whip." Someone lowered his voice and whispered excitedly.
Overnight, everyone in the city knew Han Mu’s name!
Staying at the scene of the most beautiful woman staying in Jinchuan, how many people broke their teeth in Jinchuan City!
Leave a poem?
Liao Chen was stunned for a moment. He didn't know that Han Muye had left a poem.
He didn't need to ask what poem it was, someone had already quietly recited it.
"Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. It sneaks into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. The clouds are all dark on the wild paths, and the fire on the river boats is only bright. Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city."
After savoring a few lines of poetry, Liao Chen looked confused.
Is this wet real poetry?
If this kind of poems and essays were not intentional by Princess Yunjin, could they have been circulated?
Is it to make Han Mu famous, or does it have other motives?
He raised his head and saw the young prince holding a riding whip galloping towards him astride a little red horse.
Liao Chen grinned, no wonder Brother Han wanted to leave quickly.
"Young Master, that guy has already run away." He straightened his clothes and strode forward to meet him.
…
"Grandma Lan."
A hundred miles outside Jinchuan City, Tan Tan looked at the hibiscus demon walking in front of him.
There is a secret connection between the wood demons. When leaving the fairy boat, Han Muye asked Tantan to summon hibiscus.
"The elixir has been delivered, shall we return to Western Xinjiang now?" Mu Jin looked at Han Muye.
"Senior, you go back to Western Xinjiang first." Han Muye raised his head and looked into the distance with a smile on his face.
"As a friend of mine, I went to see the scenery of the three counties."
Hibiscus frowned and looked forward.
Over there, there seemed to be several sword lights rising into the sky.
Is he really Han Muye’s kendo friend?
Seeing Lin Shen driving the flying boat and taking Kong Chaode and Han Muye away, Mu Jin shook her head and looked at Tan Tan.
"Girl, how is their business doing?"
Business?
Tantan opened her mouth.
Forgot to remember this.
Mujin laughed and reached out to touch Tantan's head.
Mu Jin looked back at the still magnificent Jinchuan City and sighed: "This prosperous Zhongzhou is not a place where I can stay for a long time."
Hearing her words, Tan Tan turned his head and looked at the river in the distance.
The singing and dancing seemed like a dream.
…
The flying boat turned around and traveled quickly for an hour, when several green-robed figures floated up and blocked the way.
"Three thousand miles outside Jinchuan City, Confucian and Taoist students were intercepted and killed with swords. This royal law in Zhongzhou really needs to be re-established." Han Muye looked at Luo Wuyan who came with a sword with a smile on his face.
A member of the Hongcheng Sword Sect.
"Now let's talk about Wang Fa? Where did your heroic spirit go on the fairy boat?" Luo Wuyan looked at Han Muye coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Today, our Hongcheng Sword Sect's thirty thousand sword masters entered western Shu. Let's see, three thousand miles outside Jinchuan City, who is faster with his sword skills or his sword skills?"
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