The Six Arts of the Gentleman in the Bright Moon of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 1047: Even a pig can't do it, but I still want a little yellow hair [Please subscribe*Please vote for the monthly ticket]

"Heavy bleeding!" The people present said secretly as they looked at the two people who raised the bet first.

I won’t talk about Yu Qing anymore, he has already given me the order to be the head of the family.

The same goes for Dugu. It is not easy to find a good horse.

Almost all the good horses in Bingzhou are registered in the Shaopu Mansion, but it is very difficult to find wild ones.

"Xiao Yun'e, come to your uncle!" An Qisheng also spoke.

Everyone's attention was drawn over there.

They still knew that Anqisheng was poor.

In order to avoid suspicion, although Bingzhou opened various major workshops and all government offices had shares in them, the Prime Minister's Office was the only one not allowed. Therefore, although the Prime Minister's Office had great power, it was as poor as the Censorate.

It was even worse than the Censorate. Because the Censorate supervised all officials and did things that offended people, when investigating corrupt officials, the entire Bingzhou tacitly agreed that 20% of the confiscated property would be given to the Censorate as a reward.

Therefore, the one who was truly poor was An Qisheng, the prime minister.

"I heard that Xiao Yun'e has mastered the unique knowledge of Confucianism and Taoism, but the weapons used by Taoism are also different from those used by other schools. The Taoist weapons are called Tao weapons, and they need to be in harmony with the Tao." An Qisheng smiled and took off the sword at his waist.

"Fuck, so cruel!" Luo Bing guessed what An Qisheng was going to do.

The most expensive item on An Qisheng's body should be the sword he wears, which is also the best sword in the world today, the Windlass Sword.

"How terrible!" Zhao Gao was so frightened by these people's unconventional behavior that he changed his voice.

The best sword in the world, I’ll give it to you right away!
"We really can't accept this!" Yan Yan also spoke up to stop it.

The best sword in the world is not only based on the quality of the sword itself, but also on the strength of the sword's owner.

The Lulu Sword ranks first because of He Shanggong, not An Qisheng, but the list has not changed over the years, which also proves that An Qisheng's strength is also good.

But if the master of the Lulu Sword becomes Xiao Yun'e, this will somewhat increase the difficulty of selecting the Mohist Sword Master List and cause the Lulu Sword to drop in ranking?

This is an insult to the previous two sword masters, and it is even more of an insult to Bingzhou and Xiao Yun'e.

However, if it is not lowered, it will also be a blow to the credibility of the list.

"The Lulu Sword will no longer appear on the Sword Master List!" An Qisheng knew what Yan Yan was worried about and spoke lightly.

There are so many famous swords in the world, and many of them are not on the list. Some are because the swords have no owners, and some are because the owners do not want to be made public.

Now that An Qisheng has taken the initiative to choose to retire the Lulu Sword, the Mohists will respect that.

Xiao Yun'e looked at Yan Yan, then at An Qisheng.

"Take it if you like it!" Yan Yan still gave the choice to Xiao Yun'e.

Xiao Yun'e looked at the windlass sword handed to her and it would be a lie to say she didn't like it.

There are so many Taoist masters, but why are there so few masters of famous swords?

It’s not that Taoists can’t afford or get famous swords, but that there are too few Taoist weapons that are suitable for Taoism.

The winch sword is in line with the Taoist Yin-Yang Tai Chi philosophy.

"Thank you, uncle!" Xiao Yun'e couldn't help but take the windlass sword.

"Haha, okay, okay!" An Qisheng nodded lovingly.

The tone was set, and in the following gift-giving session, the uncles and senior brothers all spent a lot of money. "It seems that Yun'e has cheated too much." Little Yun'e, who had been busy receiving gifts for a while, returned to Yan Yan.

Her original intention was just to get some New Year's money or other gifts, but she didn't expect that many of these gifts from her uncles and senior brothers who she met for the first time were so valuable.

These are just the gifts from the elders who are more familiar to Yan Yan. If the forces in Bingzhou are included, the number will be even greater.

"It's okay. Father will keep it for you first and give it to you after you are crowned and come of age. Little Yun'e may not know that the national treasury and the king's private treasury of Bingzhou and Qin are now separate." Yan Yan said with a smile.

"Okay!" Xiao Yun'e naively thought that it would really be kept for her.

Shao Siming's face froze and he glared at Yan Yan angrily. He even coveted his daughter's New Year's money?
After these things have been put into Yan Yan's hands, can they ever return to Xiao Yun'e's hands?
Don't even think about it. With Yan Yan's ability to pay back money easily, it would be a miracle if Xiao Yun'e could see him once after she reaches the age of 15.

"I'm rich now!" Yan Yan smiled happily.

Ying Zheng lost to himself again.

Even the construction of Ying Zheng's Mausoleum in Mount Li had to be stopped because there was no money.

More importantly, apart from the income from public assets, Ying Zheng had no means to make money from other places.

I am different. I can even cheat my daughter out of her New Year’s money.

It’s not that Ying Zheng couldn’t do this, but he really couldn’t do such a conscienceless thing and couldn’t afford to lose face.

"How embarrassing! It hit my hand!" Jing Ke touched his nose, leaned close to Yan Yan and whispered.

The Mohist school had originally prepared a famous sword that was in line with the principles of Confucianism and Taoism, but compared with the Windlass Sword, it had to be thrown away. So when An Qisheng gave out the Windlass Sword, the Mohist family was paralyzed.

"..." Yan Yan also knew about the Mo family's preparations, but this was really a bit embarrassing.

"By the way, what do you think of my son?" Jing Ke asked again.

The corner of Yan Yan's mouth twitched. He did not deny that Jing Ke's son inherited Jing Ke's talent for martial arts, and was even stronger than Jing Ke. He was also recognized by the Mohist school as the genius who was most likely to cultivate to the tenth level of Mohism and the level of loving the world.

But when he thought of the young man with the ponytail, Yan Yan was speechless. If Fusu was a pig eating cabbage, then Jing Tianming was really a ghost-fire yellow-haired guy.

"If you dare to let Tianming meet Xiao Yun'e, I will let Xiao Yun'e make your Jing family extinct!" Yan Yan cursed.

"..." Jing Ke was speechless. My son is not a bad person, why is he so unloved?

Apart from other things, his talent in martial arts is that he has a photographic memory. Even the Nine Swords of Qushui Sword Immortal, Ying Qushui, his son was able to imitate their form after just one look. Although he couldn't quite grasp the spirit, even if he could only grasp the form, there are not many masters in the world who can do that.

"Your path cannot be copied, so Tianming should not learn from you. I also find it strange that Gongsun Li Ji didn't beat you to death!" Yan Yan continued.

Jing Ke really doesn't know how to raise a son. Jing Tianming is very talented. If it were him, he would have directly let Jing Tianming become Ying Qushui's apprentice.

With Jing Ke's status, Mohist background, and Jing Tianming's talent, it was actually not difficult for him to become Ying Qushui's closed disciple. But what did Jing Ke do? He took his son with him to the underworld and taught him to drink when he was only a little kid.

If all else fails, send Tianming to Confucianism or Taoism, or you can choose any great Confucian scholar or master like Fu Nian, Yan Lu, Heguanzi, and Chisongzi.

Which one doesn’t require Jing Ke to teach himself?
"I did think about letting him learn from you, but you're not free!" Jing Ke spread his hands helplessly.

"If it doesn't work, send him to Xiaoshengxianzhuang to find Master Yan Lu!" Yan Yan just wanted to throw Jing Tianming away.

The biggest fear for a daughter raised in wealth is that she will be entangled by a yellow-haired man.

Especially the yellow-haired guy like Jing Tianming who inherited Jing Ke's natural talent of being outgoing is the most dangerous.

(End of this chapter)