Chapter 254 Look at the Red and Wet Places at Xiaoxiao, and Really Read Overnight Books (2/2 5,000-Character Chapter)

Chapter 254 Xiao looks at the red and wet place, but really reads overnight (22 chapters of five thousand characters)

Liao Chen was shocked.

Oops!

He, Liao Chen, was used to welcoming and sending merchants. In such a situation, he had to subconsciously plan how to protect himself.

But Mr. Han Mu is not!

This is a Confucian scholar who traveled all over the world at a young age.

This is Yingjie introduced by Mr. Dongfang himself!

Liao Chen sighed softly, turned around, and bowed to Han Muye: "Brother Han, I was wrong."

Han Muye stood up with a calm expression on his face, but he didn't reach out to help him.

"No wonder Dongfangshu doesn't recognize you Liao family's children as disciples, and the ups and downs of merchants, even my mind of Confucianism and Taoism have been thrown away?"

Han Muye turned his eyes to the window sill opposite, looking at Jiang Chongyang and Luo Wuyang.

"I, Han Mu, have traveled all over the world. I am suitable for Taoism. I come here with poetry and articles. Do you think I don't understand poetry?"

Fit the way!

Poems and articles come at your fingertips!

With these words, the faces of Jiang Chongyang and Luo Wuyang were both darkened.

Down below, everyone looked up and quietly looked at Han Muye standing in front of the window sill.

On the top floor of the cabin, the little Princess Qin Yundu, who was wearing a moon-white gown, approached Princess Yunjin and said, "Sister, this is the person."

Just now she had already complained to Princess Yunjin, but her sister didn't pay attention to her, which made her a little depressed.

But at this time, her eyes were full of agility: "Sister, tell me, can this guy write a good poem and prose, compared to Hongcheng Jianzong?"

"Even if you dance for him, it's better than dancing for Hongcheng Jianzong."

Having said that, she was taken aback for a moment, then reached out to hug Princess Yunjin: "No, no one will see it."

Princess Yunjin laughed, stretched out his hand to touch her head, and said in a low voice: "I hope he can have such talent and courage."

Not to mention Luo Wuyang's literary talents, but also the courage to fight against Hongcheng Jianzong.

Ordinary people don't have such courage.

"Traveling the world?" Luo Wuyang stared at Han Muye, with an incomprehensible smile on his face: "Then you must come to my Hongcheng Sword Sect."

"Most of the scenery in the three counties is gathered by my Hongcheng Sword Sect. It would be a pity if you don't come."

"Okay." Han Muye nodded and said seriously, "Of course I'll go and have a look."

Hearing his words, Luo Wuyang 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 were obtained by beheading a half-baked Confucian and Taoist practitioner."

"Tell me, is this poem good or not?"

Behind him, those men in green robes also stood up.

Spiritual light and sword intent flickered on these people, obviously they had profound cultivation.

Those who practice Confucianism and Taoism will get poetry.

"You've said you're half-baked, what can you do?" Han Muye shook his head.

not so good.

Luo Wuyang's complexion sank.

This is provoking Hongcheng Jianzong.

"Yunjin Xianzhou rules, since you said this poem is not very good, then make one." Jiang Chongyang looked at Han Muye and said in a deep voice.

To make a poem that overwhelms the other?

Han Muye shook his head.

Not interested in.

Jiang Chongyang frowned, and before he could speak, he heard Han Muye say loudly: "There are many poems that can surpass this level, if you don't believe me, just ask."

Jiang Chongyang looked down at the lobby below, and said coldly: "I see who dares to—"

"Zhongzhou is the Zhongzhou of Confucianism and Taoism." Han Muye's voice interrupted his words.

"Today, some people dare to suppress Confucianism and Taoism. In the future, some people will dare to destroy Jinchuan and the imperial city."

Han Muye's voice was full of pride: "Confucianism and Taoism have suppressed the luck of Zhongzhou for tens of thousands of years, and today someone has suppressed Confucianism and Taoism in Jinchuan City."

"You guys, are you going to rebel?"

opposite?

Who dares?

Jiang Chongyang's face turned pale, and his eyes widened.

Luo Wuyang and the others beside him also looked solemn, staring at Han Muye.

The hat was buttoned too much, no one dared to bear it.

On the top floor of the cabin, Princess Yundu's eyes were bright.

Princess Yunjin on the side lowered her head, and through the rushing curtain, her eyes fell on Han Muye.

Han Muye seemed to be aware of it, and looked up.

"Here, my son, have you finished what you said?"

"Things in the practice world, separation and reunion, actually have nothing to do with the dynasty." Jiang Chongyang suppressed the emotions in his heart, and said in a low voice.

"Irrelevant?" Han Muye frowned, and said calmly, "Go tell Su Zizhan that it is irrelevant."

"Go and tell He Jing that it has nothing to do with it."

"Go and tell Zhuang Han that it has nothing to do with it."

After a pause, looking at the pale Jiang Chongyang, Han Muye said coldly, "Or, you have the courage to say this to Wen Mosheng."

Su Zizhan, governor of Shuxi County.

He Jing, Commander of Xuanyang Guard in West Shu County.

Zhuang Han was the commander of the Red Flame Army in Western Shu County.

The literary minister of the imperial dynasty, the most holy literary voice of Confucianism and Taoism.

The entire cabin could hear the smell of a needle falling.

Jiang Chongyang's face turned blue and red, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Is there any king in the world.

Confucianism and Taoism emphasize external kings and internal sages.

Be gentle and inaction to your own people, and be tyrannical and iron-blooded to your enemies.

Dare to divide the line with Confucianism and Taoism, Xuanyangwei will teach you to reincarnate and be a human being.

Hongcheng Sword Sect is strong, but no matter how strong the practice sect is, it must bow its head in front of Confucianism and Taoism!

Beside Luo Wuyang, a middle-aged man in his forties waved his hand to make Jiang Chongyang back.

He took a step forward and looked at Han Muye: "This young man is eloquent."

He raised his hand towards the roof of the cabin, and then said: "The scenery of Jinchuan is really extraordinary."

"We practitioners are people from the mountains after all, and we can't be contaminated like smoke and dust, so we leave here."

After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves and flew out from the window sill on the other side.

Luo Wuyang and the others also flew away.

gone.

On the contrary, he didn't even say a few words to save face.

Jiang Chongyang, who stayed in the attic, gritted his teeth and took a look at Han Muye, but he didn't follow the right path, and flew out of the fairy boat.

After these people left, loud cheers erupted in the lobby.

Just a few words to make those practitioners bow their heads, and the refuting young master of the Jiang family fled. Such methods are Confucianism and Taoism!

Confucianism and Taoism are not just poetry, poetry, calligraphy and painting.

Confucianism and Taoism, there is still a word that can determine a thousand miles, and a word can defeat a thousand troops!

In the hall, there were those who chanted poems aloud, screaming that this poem was a hundred times better than before, calling for Han Muye to meet each other, and many people asked him to compose a poem.

Cheering and jumping, letting go.

Han Muye shook his head, and looked at Liao Chen behind him: "I've seen Jinchuan Fengyue before, can I leave now?"

Hearing his words, Liao Chen showed a strange look on his face: "Brother Han, your Jinchuan Fengyue hasn't started yet."

His voice fell, and a voice came from the door.

"Young Master Liao, the princess invites your friend to the top cabin to meet you."

Liao Chen looked at Han Muye with a smile on his face.

...

On the top floor of Yunjin Fairy Boat, in the quiet and elegant attic, Han Muye opened the window and looked into the distance.

Han Muye assured that going to the top floor was not for the number one beauty in Jinchuan.

The purpose of coming here is to stand on the highest floor of the fairy boat and see the scenery of the stars and the moon hanging outside.

real.

He was the only one who looked out the window, and the door of the pavilion had been pushed open with a "squeak".

The young prince of Zhenxi Prince's Mansion in white robe and purple crown rushed to Han Muye.

"I tell you, you are not allowed to write poems later, do you hear me?" Staring at Han Muye, Princess Yundu waved her fist again and lowered her voice: "Also, if my sister dances for you, you are not allowed to watch."

After finishing speaking, she turned her head and ran out the door, turned her head and waved her fist again, and then closed the door.

When the door opened again, it was a beautiful woman in a lavender dress with golden hair in her hair.

Even though he had guessed that Princess Yunjin would be beautiful in women's clothing, Han Muye still felt a little surprised when he saw it.

Warm as light clouds, delicate as flowers.

The beauty of Jinchuan is different.

"Thank you, Young Master, for making the rescue today, Yunjin."

Seeing that Han Muye's eyes were clear without a trace of distraction, Princess Yunjin took a few steps forward and bowed slightly.

Hearing her words, Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "We are in Jinchuan City, on the Yunjin fairy boat, even if we come to the Heavenly Realm Great Repair, we don't dare to be presumptuous in the slightest."

"If Han Mu doesn't speak today, someone else will naturally speak."

The ordinary Confucian scholars in the lobby can't see through this, and the forces in the attic can't see through it?

Keep silent, because you don't want to offend the Jiang family.

These people are silent, is it possible that Yunjin County Master doesn't have a single person who can be used?

Today's situation looks like Princess Yunjin has been forced into poverty, and may even come out to perform dances, but in fact, she deliberately provoked resentment in the hearts of the Confucian scholars in the hall.

This resentment can also be transformed into popularity.

After becoming a master of Confucianism and Taoism, Han Muye saw things more clearly.

For him, the popularity that he can get at his fingertips is something that practitioners in Zhongzhou strive for.

Han Muye broke all his thoughts, Princess Yunjin smiled and raised his head: "My lord, no matter what, today you are the one who speaks out to save Yunjin from the siege."

"Now, you can make a request to Yunjin."

"Yunjin will try her best to do it."

There seemed to be water vapor flickering in the eyes of Princess Yunjin.

The eyes are clear, nothing more than that.

Han Muye glanced at her, and then said, "You can really ask for anything?"

Princess Yunjin bit her lip and nodded slightly.

That appearance is really attractive.

Han Muye pondered for a while and said, "I want to see the Confucian and Taoist classics in the Zhenxi Palace."

After the words fell, a trace of bewilderment flashed in Yunjin County Master's eyes.

Not at all what she thought.

"Why, inconvenient?"

Seeing that she was silent, Han Muye spoke.

Princess Yunjin shook her head and said, "It's not inconvenient, it's just that you can't take this book with you."

After a pause, she looked up at Han Muye: "I can only watch it for one night."

One night is enough.

Seeing Han Muye nodding, Princess Yunjin flipped his palm, and a few volumes of ancient books appeared in his palm.

Han Muye walked up to the desk, raised his hand to sweep the melons, fruits and wine off it, and then stretched out his hand, those books fell on the desk.

These are all treasures of Zhenxi Palace.

Although the royal family does not have much power, the things that can be treasured are not something outsiders can have.

As one book was opened, the Red Dust Curse in Han Muye's Divine Treasure vibrated, and the mighty energy flowed continuously.

However, he is now in the realm of a master, and his grand energy is locked in the soul, which fits with his body, even if the grand energy is boiling like boiling, it doesn't show at all.

Han Muye's awe-inspiring aura was cultivated by chance, and it was all blessed by the Red Dust Curse.

Although I have practiced some Confucianism and Taoism exercises before, and I have read some classics in the Jianmen Library, how can it compare to the collection of the Zhongzhou Royal Family?

The words in the booklet were transformed into pictures, which appeared in Han Muye's mind.

The process of cultivation, supernatural powers, and travel scenes.

These books involve the practice of Confucianism and Taoism, Confucianism and Taoism insights, the insights of predecessors and so on.

All of these are exactly what Han Muye is in short supply right now.

The great monk of Confucianism and Taoism said that the means by which the power of heaven and earth follow each other turned out to be Confucianism and Taoism supernatural powers.

The scene where words become chapters and poems become soldiers is called Confucianism and Taoism.

Using poetry as a battle, using ink as a soldier, turning a penny into an army, and following the words, the literary spirit, popularity, and awe-inspiring spirit, permeate the world, and one word can defeat thousands of troops. It's really fun!

A method of Confucianism and Taoism materialized in Han Muye's mind, and he couldn't help but want to try it out.

But now is really not the time.

He reads very fast, turning over every book in a cup of tea.

Moreover, he didn't just read the book casually, he recited a few lines softly from time to time, and even commented in a low voice.

Hearing his comment, Princess Yunjin's eyes lit up, and she hurried over to read the sentence, took out a pen and ink, and quickly wrote down these words.

After he finished reading one, he changed to another.

Watching carefully at this moment, he didn't even bother to pay attention to the number one beauty in Jinchuan beside him.

Princess Yunjin was not annoyed either, and while writing down Han Muye's comments, he organized the books.

After a while, Han Muye finished reading the books on the desk, and Princess Yunjin put away the books and sent another stack.

About, this is Hongxiu Timshu.

"Young master, where is the depth of the cloud you mentioned just now, what does it mean that the wind and cloud do not exist?"

"Young master, is there any allusion to the previous sentence, "Whale falls and everything is born?"

"My lord, my lord, I didn't catch what you said after Qianli Jiangshan."

...

Before you know it, dawn dawns in the east.

Han Muye reached out to grab the new booklet, but found nothing, but felt a little soft.

Slightly taken aback, he raised his head and saw Princess Yunjin with a hint of resentment on his face as he withdrew his palm.

This night, Han Muye didn't even raise his head.

"Sorry, it's been a night."

Han Muye shook his head, and stood up regretfully.

I read hundreds of books in one night, all of them are precious classics of Confucianism and Taoism, and I gained a lot.

Those dozens of Confucian and Taoist supernatural powers were transformed into golden characters, which existed in the sea of ​​air, reflecting each other with the sword intent in it.

Divine power and sword intent have something in common.

Stretching his muscles, Han Muye clasped his hands and said, "Thank you Princess for staying with me all night, Han Mu bids farewell."

Why do these words have a different meaning?

Seeing Han Muye walking towards the gate of the pavilion, Princess Yunjin suddenly said in a low voice: "Mr. Han, you said last night that you know everything about poetry and writing. I don't know. Maybe leave a poem for Yunjin?"

Leave poems?

The master of Yunjin County helped him read the book all night, this little wish can be fulfilled, right?

Han Muye nodded, walked to the desk, picked up the ink pen that Princess Yunjin had used to transcribe the comments, and lightly wrote down the ink.

After writing a poem, he strode out of the attic.

As soon as the door was opened, the little Princess Yundu who was huddled in front of the door almost didn't fall.

"You, tell me, what did you and my sister do all night?" The little Princess Yundu gritted her teeth and clenched her fists.

"Reading." After Han Muye finished speaking, he went straight downstairs.

"Reading?" The little Princess Yundu's eyes widened: "I'm alone all night, just reading?"

She pushed open the half-open door, walked into the attic, and saw Princess Yunjin sitting kneeling in front of the desk, neatly dressed, with various books and papers in front of her.

"Really read?"

The little Princess Yundu came forward curiously, and saw a poem on the paper in front of Yunjin.

"Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild trails are all dark, and the river and boats are bright. At dawn, look at the red and wet places, and the flowers are heavy in the official city."

After murmuring a few lines of poetry, the little Princess Yundu's complexion changed, and she stomped her feet fiercely.

"Xiao looked at the red and wet place, Xiao looked at the red and wet place, Deng Tuzi, and he didn't say anything, it's clear that he did everything..."

With a low curse, she turned and ran out.

Sitting there, Yun Jin carefully folded the paper, then looked at the pile of written words in front of her with a smile on her face.

"The rules of Yunjin Xianzhou, if you leave a poem, I will perform a dance, when will you come and see me dance..."

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Outside Jinchuan City.

Liao Chen looked at Han Muye with regret, cupped his hands and said, "Brother Han, why don't you stay in Jinchuan for a few more days?"

As soon as he left the Yunjin Fairy Boat, Han Muye said that he would leave Jinchuan City.

Liao Chen jokingly asked if he would stay overnight in Xianzhou, fearing that the city would be full of students who would break the door.

It's just that he didn't expect that Han Muye really decided to leave Jinchuan City.

"Although Jinchuan is good, it's not my hometown." Han Muye shook his head and looked forward: "I've gained a lot from this visit, so I'm satisfied."

To become a master of Confucianism and Taoism, to conclude a deal with Fujin Commercial Firm, and to read the royal family classics, this trip to Zhongzhou has yielded a lot, beyond Han Muye's imagination.

Seeing Han Muye leading Lin Shen and the others away, Liao Chen had a complicated expression on his face.

Whether it's the business of pills and swords, or Han Muye's insight, he has a very deep feeling.

Last night, Han Muye was left on the top of the fairy boat by Princess Yunjin for a whole night.

Such things are really unimaginable.

Although I have heard of the princess dancing, I have never heard of the princess staying overnight.

What happened on the fairy boat that night?

"Young Master Seventeen! The Patriarch calls you to return to the firm quickly." A figure ran behind Liao Chen and spoke in a low voice.

Liao Chen nodded and followed him to Jinchuan City.

"I heard no, 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 stayed overnight and left a poem. Xiao Shizi has been looking for that guy everywhere with a whip." Someone lowered his voice, and whispered inexplicably excitedly.

Overnight, the whole city knew Han Mu's name!

Staying at the curtain of the number one beauty in Jinchuan, how many people in Jinchuan City have their teeth crushed!

Leave a poem?

Liao Chen was stunned for a moment, he didn't know that Han Muye had left a poem.

No need for him to ask what poem, someone has already quietly recited it.

"Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild trails are all dark, and the river and boats are bright. At dawn, look at the red and wet places, and the flowers are heavy in the official city."

After savoring a few lines of poetry, Liao Chen was bewildered.

Is this wet, a real poem?

If such poems and essays were not intentional by Princess Yunjin, would they have been circulated?

Was it to make Han Mu famous, or did he have other plans?

Looking up, Xiao Shizi with a whip in front of him came galloping astride the little red horse.

Liao Chen grinned, no wonder Brother Han wanted to leave quickly.

"Xiao Shizi, that guy has already run away." He straightened his clothes and strode to meet him.

...

"Grandma Lan."

A hundred miles away from Jinchuan City, Tan Tan looked at the big monster Mujin walking forward.

There is a secret connection between the wood demons, and when they left the fairy boat, Han Muye asked Tan Tan to summon Mu Jin.

"The elixir has been delivered, shall we go back to Western Xinjiang?" Mu Jin looked at Han Muye.

"Senior, you go back to the western border first." Han Muye looked up into the distance with a hint of a smile on his face.

"I'm going to see the scenery of the three counties at the invitation of a friend."

Mu Jin frowned and looked forward.

Over there, there seemed to be sword lights soaring into the sky.

Is he really Han Muye's swordsman friend?

Seeing Lin Shen driving the flying boat and carrying Kong Chaode and Han Muye away, Mu Jin shook her head and looked at Tan Tan.

"Girl, how is their business doing?"

Business?

Tan Tan opened his mouth.

Forgot to remember this thing.

Mu Jin laughed and reached out to touch Tan Tan's head.

Mu Jin turned her head to look at the magnificent Jinchuan City, and sighed softly: "This prosperous Zhongzhou is not the place where I will stay for a long time after all."

Hearing her words, Tan Tan turned to look at the big river in the distance.

The singing and dancing are like a dream.

...

The flying boat turned around and traveled quickly for an hour, when several figures in green robes floated over and stopped in front of it.

"Three thousand miles away from Jinchuan City, intercepting and killing Confucian and Taoist students with swords, the king's law of Zhongzhou really needs to be reworked." Han Muye looked at Luo Wuyang who came with a sword with a smile on his face.

A member of Hongcheng Sword Sect.

"Now let's talk about Wang Fa? Where did your arrogance on the fairy boat go?" Luo Wuyang looked at Han Muye coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Today, my Hongcheng Sword Sect's 30,000 swords practiced in the west of Shu. Let's see, three thousand miles away from Jinchuan City, whether it is the king's fast or the sword's fast."

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