Cheng Baishuang put his hands behind his back and turned his back to the meeting hall. He looked at the archway and fell into deep thought.
As the emergency strategy was formally finalized, there were many generals hurriedly leaving the meeting hall in batches. In the end, even Great Ancestor Gu and Chen Yunchui, the two border generals stationed in North Jiebei City, also stepped out of the door. The young king and Chancellor Wang finally walked out side by side and came to Cheng Baishuang, who had been standing at the door for nearly two hours. Bai Yu had already gone to the house to discuss matters. He was destined to stay up until dawn, so he didn't have time to greet Cheng Baishuang. The young king saw the Southern Wilderness master who relied on the opportunity of the Confucian Sage to reach the Great Celestial State in Wudang Mountain. Hsu Fengnian chuckled softly, "After Cao Changqing and Xuanyuan Jingcheng, there will finally be another Confucian Sage in the world."
The three of them walked down the stairs together. Cheng Baishuang shook his head and said, "Limited by the pattern, I can't reach the realm of Confucian Sage."
Hsu Fengnian wondered, "What do you mean?"
Cheng Baishuang smiled and said, "Even now, I still don't have the state of mind to establish a heart for heaven and earth, to inherit the lost knowledge for the past saints, and to create peace for all ages."
Hsu Fengnian nodded, but he didn't look down on the old Confucian scholar.
Cheng Baishuang suddenly asked, "Your Highness, what do you think is a scholar?"
Hsu Fengnian thought for a moment and replied, "Scholars rule the country, peace and prosperity."
Cheng Baishuang asked again, "In troubled times, when the country is in trouble, what should scholars do?"
Hsu Fengnian said without hesitation, "Don't ask too much of them."
Cheng Baishuang smiled and asked, "Shouldn't scholars rise up resolutely to save the country?"
Hsu Fengnian smiled and dismissed it, "That's none of my business. The responsibility of scholars is chosen by scholars themselves. Whether they are willing or not, whether they dare or not, whether they can do it or not, it's all the scholars' business. "
Cheng Baishuang seemed to be a little surprised by this statement. After a long silence, he smiled and said, "That's true."
— —
At daybreak, outside Jbei City, a horse galloped from Liu Zhou's Old Woman Mountain to the east of Jbei City. Before approaching the city gate, Lou Huang suddenly pulled the reins and stopped the horse.
Turning his head, he saw a man who was far away from the battlefield but was still clad in iron armor and had two sabers at his waist. The man was looking up and smiling at him.
Lou Huang dismounted from his horse and felt an extremely unfamiliar strong murderous aura from his Senior Brother. He couldn't help but ask, "What about that Xie guy?"
Groom Yu sighed softly, "I can only say that he's not dead yet. Xie Xibian's injuries are extremely severe."
Lou Huang didn't say anything more.
Groom Yu hesitated for a moment, "Junior Lou, I have a favor to ask of you."
Lou Huang said without hesitation, "Just say it."
Groom Yu said sadly, "I might have to trouble you to bring Little Green Robe back to the Central Plains. I've traveled a lot with her. I originally thought that she would be able to stay carefree at Tide-listening Lake on Mount Qingliang, climbing trees and catching fish with her peers, and then slowly grow up … Now it seems that it's going to be very difficult."
Lou Huang shook his head, "You can ask Hsu Fengnian to find someone else for this matter. I can't help you."
Groom Yu frowned, "You also want to stay?"
Lou Huang snorted, "Could it be that only you, Groom Yu, can be heroic and I, Lou Huang, can't be heroic for once?"
Groom Yu was speechless.
Lou Huang said regretfully, "It's a pity that you and I don't have a good sword for the time being."
Groom Yu patted the cold saber at his waist and smiled, "After using it, I found that it's very useful. I don't even need to carry the saber away. It's quite carefree."
Lou Huang joked, "Why don't you share one with me?"
Groom Yu decisively refused, "Don't even think about it."
Lou Huang clicked his tongue, "I also want you to promise me something."
Groom Yu smiled, "Let's hear it first. We'll see if you agree or not."
Lou Huang grinned, "If I kill more people than you on the battlefield outside the pass, how about you call me Senior Brother in the future?"
Groom Yu patted this Junior Brother's shoulder and said earnestly, "Although a Junior Brother who doesn't want to be a Senior Brother isn't a good Junior Brother, as a Senior Brother, I can understand this feeling. Unfortunately, I still won't agree to it."
Lou Huang didn't feel surprised. He led the horse forward with a smile on his face.
In the many years in Eastern Sea's Martial Emperor City, the two of them didn't have any interactions and wouldn't chat casually like this.
Groom Yu, who seemed to be easy to talk to but was actually the hardest to talk to, was too talented, too good of a bone structure, too high of a cultivation, and too deep of a comprehension of the sword. Therefore, even if he had the best temper among all of Wang Xianzhi's disciples, he would give others the feeling that he was looking down on you.
Lou Huang really couldn't like that kind of Groom Yu.
The current Groom Yu and his Junior Brother, Lou Huang, who was extremely competitive, couldn't be hated.
Groom Yu suddenly said, "If I can leave Beiliang's border alive, I will find a graceful and charming girl and find a peaceful and quiet village to spend the rest of my life with."
Lou Huang nodded, "Not bad."
Groom Yu sighed, "It is very good. However, I am also quite worried right now. With my appearance as a bridegroom, finding a beautiful young lady from Northern Liang's Tuozhi County would be a piece of cake. But Junior Martial Brother, with your appearance, what should I do? What if I see a girl that I don't like and want to introduce her to you, but they only like me? It will be very difficult for me. "
Lou Huang took a deep breath.
He took another deep breath.
Only then did he resist the urge to beat him up.
— — —
At noon, in a secluded courtyard of the feudal residence, a white-haired, white-clothed, one-armed old man raised his cup and drank wine leisurely.
This old man who was addicted to swallowing the world's famous swords was not only of the same generation as Liu Songtao, not only did he compete with Li Chungang in the way of the sword, but he was also the master of the West Shu Sword Emperor and Qingliang Mountain's Sword Jiuhuang.
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