Great Wei scholar

But what is the clear meaning now?

It is clear and simple to understand.

It is to understand what you want to do next and what you want to do.

Once you know what you want to do, then implement it.

But the problem is, Xu Qingxiao really doesn't know what he wants to do.

Kill Zhu Sheng's lineage?

This is obviously unreasonable. It's not that it can't be done, but that heaven and earth don't allow it.

Influence Zhu Sheng's lineage?

Sorry, can't do it.

Zhu Sheng's lineage has gone mad, to influence them?It's better to influence the demon, at least there is a possibility.

500 years of accumulation, 500 years of changes, how can I influence it myself?

Besides, even if it can be probated, how terrible is the price to pay?

Xu Qingxiao wants to become a saint, but not a virgin.

Time passed slowly.

Another day has passed.

Xu Qingxiao walked aimlessly in the Mobei Mountain Range.

Soon, several figures appeared, all of them were middle-aged men, carrying bamboo baskets, who were collecting medicine or mining in the mountains and rivers.

When these people saw Xu Qingxiao, they couldn't help showing curiosity. After all, this kind of place is deserted. Xu Qingxiao looks like a scholar. Why did he come here?

"Have you lost your way, sir?"

A herb picker asked Xu Qingxiao, mistakenly thinking that Xu Qingxiao was lost.

"No, just to see the scenery, are you?"

Xu Qingxiao smiled and answered the other party.

"Oh, it's better not to get lost."

"We are mining medicine."

The latter smiled honestly, knowing that Xu Qingxiao was not lost, they were relieved.

"Picking medicine and mining? This kind of place is too remote, and there are no people living in it for hundreds of miles. Do you need to come to such a far place?"

Xu Qingxiao was curious and couldn't help asking.

"Sir, I don't know. It's better to be far away. There are no people fighting for it. And some good medicines and mines are hidden in this kind of deep mountains. If you find some good ones, you can sell them for a few taels of silver and give them to my family." It’s for private school for the baby.”

The other party continued to speak, and the companions also stopped to take a break.

"Going to a private school, may I ask your Excellency, how old is your child?"

Xu Qingxiao asked, it was also fate to meet in this kind of place.

Naturally, want to ask.

"You don't dare to do that. Sir, you are serious. My child is nine and a half years old, and he is already two years behind in learning to read. If you don't earn some money this year, you won't be able to study next year."

The other party said in awe, ordinary people are born with respect and respect for scholars.

"Nine and a half years old? It's really a bit old." Xu Qingxiao smiled, and finally, he took out a folding fan and handed it to the latter, saying: "Meeting is fate, this is my folding fan, you take it back and give it to the local county Ya, they will help your child go to private school."

Xu Qingxiao laughed, and the latter was a little surprised, and the rest were even more surprised.

"Sir, is this true?"

The latter swallowed and said.

"Naturally."

Xu Qingxiao nodded, and everyone immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Xu Qingxiao. They didn't know if it was true or not, but seeing Xu Qingxiao's appearance, they somehow felt that Xu Qingxiao would not lie.

So thank you again and again.

"Thank you sir, thank you sir, and I hope you can let me know your name. When my child succeeds in studying, becomes an official, and earns money, I will never forget your kindness."

As soon as he said this, Xu Qingxiao was slightly taken aback, but he didn't say much, but helped everyone up, and left with his master.

The two left directly, making these people a little overwhelmed.

And the next moment, in the mountains, Xu Qingxiao spoke out.

"Master, let's go to the next place."

"kindness."

Wu Ming was guarding Xu Qingxiao from the beginning to the end, Wu Ming didn't say a word about Xu Qingxiao's enlightenment.

Just like martial arts, one's own way is to be followed by one's own, and what others teach is ultimately someone else's thing.

So Wu Ming didn't choose what to point out, and he didn't understand Confucianism or Taoism.

A quarter of an hour later.

Xu Qingxiao came to Huaixi, from the land in the extreme north of the Great Wei Dynasty, to the land in the extreme west.

Huaixi has the oldest cultural history in Zhongzhou, and there are many rumors.

In the past few days, Xu Qingxiao didn't think about the clear meaning in his heart.

Instead, just like a tourist, you can swim in Huaixi, go to Renhuang Temple, swim Huaixi River, see the ancient capital of thousands of years, and walk in the streets.

This walk will take another three days.

"Master, change the place."

The three-day tour did not bring any help to Xu Qingxiao, but Xu Qingxiao was not in a hurry, but changed places to continue to comprehend.

The third place is Zhuojiang County.

Xu Qingxiao came to Zhuojiang at the point of origin that gave birth to countless lives in Central Continent.

The rolling river rushes down, which is the way of nature. Standing on the bank of the river, the sand and mud under your feet are a bit soft, and the wind on the bank is very strong. The nearby fishermen are rushing home with their things.

After seeing Xu Qingxiao, I also specially reminded Xu Qingxiao to pay attention, a storm is coming.

Xu Qingxiao smiled slightly and thanked the fishermen, but he did not leave.

But quietly waiting for the storm to come.

Indeed, within a quarter of an hour the storm came.

The strong wind blew Xu Qingxiao's clothes rattling, and Wu Ming beside him seemed silent.

The sky darkened instantly, and everything seemed to be quiet.

bang.

A thousand-foot thunder appeared, accompanied by a deafening roar.

The river became more turbulent, and Xu Qingxiao on the bank took a few steps back.

Whoa!

When the rain fell, Xu Qingxiao's clothes were soaked in an instant.

Look up.

The sky is like ink, and the rain is pouring down.

Rain is born in the sky and dies in the earth. The process in between is life.

Everything in the world has its own way of nature, and everyone has their own meaning of life.

Xu Qingxiao was stationed quietly.

In the blink of an eye, another day.

This is the seventh day.

Xu Qingxiao did not leave, but stayed here quietly for two days.

until the ninth day.

Finally, Xu Qingxiao moved.

"Master, change to another place."

Xu Qingxiao opened his mouth and went to the last place.

Jiangnan County.

The land of great Wei talents.

Wu Ming didn't speak, but just like before, pulled Xu Qingxiao and disappeared in the same place.

The fisherman in the distance was a little surprised and rubbed his eyes, unable to believe this scene. He called out to others and told about the wonder he had just seen, but no one believed him.

However, some people did know that there were two people here just now, but no one would believe what he said.

Jiangnan County, Yanyun Mansion.

The mansion is indeed full of talents, and the place of the number one talented man in the Wei Dynasty is indeed well-deserved.

Xu Qingxiao walked alone, and Wu Ming was secretly protecting him, unwilling to come forward.

among the streets.

People came and went, Xu Qingxiao walked quietly.

This is the ninth day.

For some reason, Xu Qingxiao didn't have any sense of urgency, but calmed down instead.

Walking in the street, many people looked at Xu Qingxiao from time to time. After all, although Xu Qingxiao restrained everything, his temperament and appearance were there.

There were even quite a few maids who came and brought some sachets and some keepsakes. Some of the rich ladies fell in love with Xu Qingxiao and wanted to have a long talk with Xu Qingxiao.

Facing these, Xu Qingxiao couldn't help but smile wryly, and after tactfully declining them one by one, he disappeared into the crowd.

Walk from one street to another.

Yanyun Mansion is extremely prosperous, and there are people everywhere.

It's just that when Xu Qingxiao passed by an alley, he saw a rather abrupt scene.

A roll of straw mats was placed on the street, surrounded by some people, discussing something.

"Poor Mr. Li. After studying for 40 years, he didn't get any fame. When he was young, he had a secret love affair with Zhou Yuanwai's daughter, but he had this fate, but he didn't have that. After 40 years of hard study, all he got was a straw mat ah."

"Yes, Mr. Li is a good person. Although he has no fame, he is self-reliant. After studying, he does odd jobs by himself. He also teaches the neighbors' children how to read. Now that the imperial examinations are held in Kyoto, Mr. Li is sick. Not being able to participate in the imperial examination is really suffering only looking for the poor."

"Don't even talk about it, let's deal with Mr. Li's future generations first. Think about Mr. Li, he is also pitiful. When he was young, he actually had a chance. His friends at the time all worshiped the saint's line. After a few years, he passed the exam. Li Mister is just too old-fashioned and doesn’t know how to be flexible, if he had lowered his head and begged for a friend at that time, maybe it’s not like this now.”

People talk, neighbors speak.

But soon, someone spoke up.

"What do you know? Mr. Li is not so rigid. Mr. Li said that a scholar should look like a scholar. Reading is to understand the truth, pass on the truth, and benefit the people, not for promotion and wealth."

"This is the real scholar, don't compare it with the current group of scholars, of course, Xu Qingxiao and Master Xu are not counted."

"That's right, Mr. Li is not old-fashioned. If you really want to say old-fashioned, the troubles we encounter on weekdays, the things we can't solve, didn't Mr. Li go to the county government to help us deal with that time?"

"I have pity on Mr. Li. Before I died, I said that I should save a little and just find a place to bury it. Alas, such a true scholar died like this. I really feel unworthy for Mr. Li."

"That's right, Mr. Li said before he died that he sold the house and used the contents for our neighbors in the neighborhood. He told us not to dislike it. If we really disagree, we will help him sell it together. After saying this, I will Everyone cried."

One after another voices sounded, and dozens of neighbors in the neighborhood spoke to each other.

After Xu Qingxiao heard these words, he fell silent. He walked over, looked at the straw mat, and bowed to the dead.

Seeing this scene, the neighbors around did not speak. They subconsciously thought that Xu Qingxiao was Mr. Li's friend. After all, Xu Qingxiao was a scholar and came to express condolences.

Just when he was about to ask something, someone lifted something out of the room.

It was some books, scattered on the ground.

Xu Qingxiao picked it up.

The books are very old, and after opening, lines of writing appear.