Hong Tuo nodded. "Don't worry, Family Head. I won't slack off. It's easy at the beginning to walk the path of external martial arts, but it's not easy to go from external martial arts to internal martial arts. However, since Family Head has already pointed out a clear path for me, I'll be useless if I still can't reach the first-rank Vajra Realm. "
Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who was in a lazy mood, grunted in acknowledgment.
The master and servant were silent for a long time.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng suddenly asked in a seemingly joking manner, "Uncle Hong, will you stab me in the back one day when I'm deserted by everyone?"
With his back facing her, Hong Tuo's hand froze for a moment before he quickly waved it down and smiled. "I won't. It's all thanks to your father, Xuanyuan Jingcheng, that I'm where I am today. I don't know how to talk about benevolence, righteousness, and morality, but I'm destined to help those close to me instead of reason. "
Xuanyuan Qingfeng smiled strangely and said calmly, "Then Uncle Hong will stay in Beiliang's army."
Hong Tuo resisted the urge to turn around and asked softly, "What?"
"Uncle Hong, you're familiar with the art of war. You're the one who nurtured the Mount Huishan private cavalry. That Beiliang heir will most likely accept you. When he becomes the King of Beiliang, there will be a day when you stand out. It's a thousand times better than being a hired thug for me, a great demon of the jianghu. It doesn't matter if you think I'm keeping you as a hostage in Beiliang because I don't trust you and don't want to keep you by my side. It's settled then. "
Hong Tuo said in a deep voice, "Even if I'm in Beiliang, I won't forget that I'm a servant of Mount Huishan!"
Xuanyuan Qingfeng leaned against the wooden wall outside the carriage and didn't say anything.
Hong Tuo didn't continue to express his gratitude.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng's gaze shifted from behind Hong Tuo to the willow tree on the side of the road.
Willow, homophonic.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng stretched out two fingers and made a pinching motion toward the willow tree beside the road. He cut off a branch out of thin air and pulled it back to his hand.
Hong Tuo's breathing slowed down in an instant.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng weaved a willow headband and wore it on his head, smiling sweetly.
The brocade pouch, which was equivalent to his last words, had clearly said that Hong Yuu had a rebellious streak. He looked simple and honest, but he was actually cunning and needed to be suppressed by force. It wasn't that Xuanyuan Qingfeng didn't have the confidence to make him submit, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to control himself and would skin this traitorous fellow alive.
In her eyes, Hong Yuu was nothing.
She swore to become the number one martial artist as a woman!
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The boundless paddy fields outside Xiangfan City had been mostly harvested. It was a bumper harvest year, and the common people all said that it was thanks to the new King of Jing An's good fortune.
However, this King of Jing An, Zhao Xun, had a good reputation among the common people, but among the Qing Province's Green Party, his reputation took a turn for the worse. They all scolded this vassal king for forgetting his roots and burning the bridge after crossing the river. He had only just become a vassal king, but he had already begun to side with outsiders. The reason was that the imperial court had ordered all the vassals to transfer their elite troops to the border to change the defense and increase the defense. The King of Jing An had spared no effort, causing the Green Party, whose words in the imperial court had already lost more and more weight, to be filled with complaints. That's right, this vassal king that the imperial court had put on the table was originally from Zhao Xun's Two Diagrams and Thirteen Strategies when he entered the capital. Now, he had shot himself in the foot. Zhao Xun, this "civil official" vassal king who had made an exception to take on the role of Administrator, was indeed ruthless enough. He did it without any hesitation, and was cursed by the Qing Province's generals who were used to being a mountain king. When they met in private, they all said that this kind of unambitious vassal king was not worthy of being the King of Jing An who was responsible for peace and prosperity. He should just go to the imperial court and be the assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites.
However, looking at the situation, the King of Jing An, Zhao Xun, seemed to be enjoying it. He did a lot of things that benefited the common people and did not mind being disliked by the Green Party's big shots. Because of the special identity of the Administrator, he was not restricted by the vassals. He even took the initiative to visit the Green Party's big shots several times, so he was not rejected. However, the old men and young people behind the noble families also did not give the King of Jing An any face. The deep friendship accumulated over the years in the past had been diluted. Only some of the younger generation and many people who did not have a say in the family for the time being still had a good impression of Zhao Xun.
Today, in the suburbs of Xiangfan, a farmer's family was flattered. Two scholar-like young masters actually stopped their horses and got off. One of them, who was dressed in luxurious clothes, even personally went to the field to help them harvest the rice. At first, the farmer in charge of the family did not dare to let the young master do it for fear that he would cut his hands. However, he could not endure the smile on the young master's face and begged, so he trembled in fear and agreed. The young master was indeed a scholar who looked very knowledgeable. He learned everything quickly. After the autumn harvest of one mu of land, the young master harvested the second mu of rice as skillfully as a farmer who was used to farming. When the old farmer's granddaughter handed the young master a kettle of water, her face was extremely red. This made the old farmer even more happy. He secretly joked about his granddaughter, saying that the young master came from a rich family and looked down on a girl like her.
After harvesting the golden rice, the young master helped to load it onto the ox cart. The tanned old farmer felt sorry for the young master's clothes. In the end, he looked at his granddaughter's playful appearance and shook his head with a smile. He sighed in his heart that the young master was really a good person.
The young master who personally went into the field to harvest the rice sat on the ridge of the field. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, took off his shoes and socks, and stepped on the muddy ground.
Beside him was a young scholar with a gentle smile. He was dressed plainly, no different from a poor scholar. He did not go into the field because he was blind.
There was an attendant hidden in the distance who wanted to bring a pot of iced cold wine that was sent from the mansion on a fast horse, but he was dismissed by the young master in brocade clothes.
He smiled and asked, "Lu Xu, do you think This King knows the suffering of the people?"
The blind scholar twitched the corner of his mouth, "If you don't mention the words' This King ', then you can be considered to know the suffering of the people."
The young master laughed. He did not care about such disrespectful words at all.
King of Jing An, Zhao Xun.
The blind Lu Xu who used to make a living by gambling chess in Yongzi Alley.
Zhao Xun sighed and said worriedly, "Lu Xu, regarding the matter of the Green Party, you told me to first feed the small fish, then use the long line to fatten them up. Then, use a slow fire to cook the old tortoise. I did everything according to your established strategy. These are not difficult. After all, we are all family. The Green Party is already on the verge of collapse and is destined to fall apart. They are a group of stragglers who have been chased out of the core of the imperial court. Most of them have no other choice but to rely on me. However, we are in an urgent situation right now. The Song family of the three heroes in the capital is determined to bite me. That old man Song Guanhai created the School of Mind and dominated the literary world for twenty years. After my dynasty calmed down, This Old Man Song wrote two biographies, 'Loyal Minister' and 'Treacherous Minister'. He also compiled the 'Complete Book of Nine Pavilions'. Every month, on the fifteenth day of the month, he commented on the scholars of the world and was allowed to ride a horse in the imperial city. The young master Song Zhiqiu surpassed his master and took over as the Right Chancellor of the Imperial College. Every word of his was worth a thousand gold. Even His Majesty praised him endlessly. Now that the imperial examinations are selecting scholars, most of the scholars have no choice but to write the 'Song style' to curry favor with the examiners. The Young Phoenix of the Song family, Song Keli, also did not disgrace his family's reputation. In one fell swoop, he was ranked second and became the new Yellow Gatekeeper. If he is sent out to be an official for a few more years, he will immediately mix with the sand and come to our side. Song Guanhai still bears a grudge. Father humiliated him in court and called him an old man. Now, he is in the capital every day and constantly impeached me in the imperial court. Even if I heard that he is now ill and does not have many days left to live, with Song Zhiqiu and Song Keli around, it will be an almost endless battle for us. "
Perhaps it was because Lu Xu was blind, but when he listened to others, he seemed to be particularly attentive.
He had a gentle temperament and never interrupted others when they were talking. Naturally, he would not say anything extravagant. He quietly waited for the King of Jing'an to finish complaining. He did not jump to conclusions and only asked calmly, "King of Jing'an, do you know that Song Guanhai was a loyal and good official in the palace?"
Zhao Xun was influenced by Lu Xu. Coupled with the fact that he was not hot-tempered, he was much calmer now. He nodded and said, "Of course I know. During the Spring and Autumn Period, Song Guanhai, who was a slave of three surnames, told the late Emperor about the difference between a loyal official and a good official in order to clear his name. A good official is one who is not afraid of being punished by swords and axes. In order to leave his name in history, he let the Emperor be cursed by history books. On the other hand, a loyal official is one who diligently assists the Emperor to achieve great things. At the same time, he also gains a good reputation. His descendants pass on the torch and his fortune is boundless. Song Guanhai, that old man, of course, regarded himself as a loyal official. In the past twenty years, he has ridiculed, remonstrated, and remonstrated countless times. Even the Empress has personally pleaded with the Emperor on his behalf several times. Only then did he escape imprisonment. On this point, I really admire this Old Man Song from the bottom of my heart. "
The corner of Lu Xu's mouth curled up into a mocking smile. He shook his head and said slowly, "It's just the long and short doctrines of a School of Vertical and Horizontal Doctrine. Suddenly he uses Confucianism, then he turns to Old Man Huang, and then he worships the law. There's no integrity to speak of, so he can't be called a teacher. His Majesty once said that Teacher Song is slow and understanding, but I think it's charming. The world thinks it's a compliment, but if you look deeper, it's not a good thing. In other words, it's an argument that has a lot of leeway. "
After being stunned for a moment, Zhao Xun laughed happily. He clapped his hands and said, "Fresh, fresh. Lu Xu, your words are very satisfying. I want to drink wine! "
Lu Xu's state of mind was still as calm as an ancient well. He smiled faintly and said, "The last time I asked the maid to read the secret letter you sent from the capital, one of the rumors was written ambiguously. It was rumored that Song Guanhai secretly kept a copy of the memorial to the Emperor. However, he has resisted the urge to hand it over to the historian. This is a person who wants to be both a loyal and a good official. "
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