Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 1007: A talented person who was born in the wrong place?

Feng Qingyan naturally knew that the elegant old man in front of him was Lian Li, the national player of the Great Zhao, otherwise he would not appear here.

The main reason why he appeared here was because Lian Li’s talent in chess was too amazing.

If Lian Li were given a new environment, such as the Zhou world, or the world of the dead, he would definitely be a saint-level existence.

So he went to the posthouse to play a game of chess with him.

This game did surprise him, but he was not disappointed. Instead, he was pleasantly surprised. Because he had carefully deduced this game several times before he was able to deduce it...

Who is he?

What state?
After several deductions, this is enough to illustrate the problem.

"Hey, where is that state scholar from before?"

After the three scholars greeted each other, the middle-aged man behind the elegant old man was slightly stunned. How could the person disappear in just a blink of an eye?

At this time, the elegant old man, Du Qing and others also looked around hurriedly and found that the "national hero" was really gone.

This made them quite anxious.

"Where did he go?"

The elegant old man asked hurriedly, but everyone shook their heads and couldn't help sighing.

"May I know the name of this great scholar?"

Du Qing was also disappointed, and then asked with some anticipation: "I wonder if Mr. Lian knows this national hero?"

"Never heard of it."

The elegant old man said.

At this moment, he frowned, as if recalling whether his friends had mentioned this person...

After all, the friends he made were not ordinary people. When they chatted, they would always mention some outstanding young people.

Perhaps this national hero is one of these young people?
Unfortunately, after thinking about it, I couldn't find a similar young person, so I shook my head...

After a while.

He sat down, closed his eyes and thought carefully about the chess game...

And also at this time.

A few faint, invisible colorful threads floated between heaven and earth. They were exactly the holy image of heaven and earth refined by Feng Qingyan.

Several strands slowly fell on the body of the elegant old man.

Another wisp fell on Du Qing's body.

When the holy images of heaven and earth slowly merged into their bodies, their hearts and minds trembled slightly, as if something extra had appeared in their bodies.

Or maybe you have realized something.

In a trance, it seemed that I understood a lot of things at once, but if I wanted to express it in detail, I couldn't say what I had figured out.

Anyway, there is a feeling that my thoughts are coming through.

For example, Du Qing.

He vaguely felt that he could have gone further in the previous game of chess.

This surprised them all, but they didn't think much about it.

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The east was slightly brighter and the sky was slightly lighter.

On the small hill behind the post station, Feng Qingyan stood still.

In fact, he wanted to leave in the early morning, wanting to walk around this small world. After all, it was left here by the disciples, so it would be nice to walk around...

Anyway.

As soon as he returned to the world of the living, he met his own people.

The world is so big, and he is so lucky, isn't it worth it for him to walk around this small world? But when he was about to leave, he found that several holy images of heaven and earth fell on the elegant old man.

He didn't expect that his destined person would show up so soon.

This surprised him.

In addition to the elegant old man, Du Qing also got a ray of...

And the other few people, perhaps after a while, will be able to obtain one or two strands.

then.

He might as well wait.

Moreover, he gradually discovered that he had a great influence on the world...

An influence that is difficult to explain clearly, it seems that one's every word and action can create this world and make it no longer ordinary.

So he thought about it for a long time, and this might be related to the various philosophers.

Perhaps this world has accumulated enough for long enough, and needs someone to enlighten us...

As long as you are enlightened.

In this world, it is possible for an emperor-level being to be born.

This made him quite surprised and even shocked, and he couldn't help but marvel at the power of the philosophers.

"Guan Guan Jiu Jiu, in the river island. A graceful lady, a gentleman likes to fight."

"The water flows around the uneven water chestnuts. The beautiful lady is sought after day and night."

So at this moment, he began to recite on the back mountain of the post station.

An ancient chant, as if it came from ancient time and space, the loud voice was faintly mixed with an unspeakable desolation.

Feng Qingyan faced the east, reading aloud quietly, uttering pale white words one by one.

As his recitation sounded, a faint literary atmosphere slowly permeated between heaven and earth.

Gathering from all around.

And in the post station.

The elegant old man, Du Qing and others were suddenly awakened when they heard the melodious sound of reading in Meng Xiang, and a look of doubt appeared in their eyes.

"The sound of reading is full of leisurely and ancient meaning, just like what the ancient books say, the words are full of lofty sentiments..."

"Yes, this is a statement of great power..."

The elegant old man suddenly became excited, and without caring whether he was dressed neatly or not, he ran out of the post station.

After a while.

The elegant old man, Du Qing and others had already walked out of the posthouse and were looking towards the back mountain.

A figure in white can be vaguely seen standing on the back mountain.

but.

Due to the thick fog, I couldn't see clearly whether it was the "national hero" from last night...

"is it him?"

The elegant old man stretched his neck and said.

"It seems to be the national scholar."

Du Qing tried to identify it carefully, but still couldn't see clearly.

"Let's go up the mountain and take a look. I didn't expect there are people reading in the morning. They read so poetically, as if they have deeply understood the true meaning of Confucianism. It's not simple."

The elegant old man exclaimed, and he admired the young man in white more and more.

As they got closer, they found that the world was filled with an indescribable aura. This shocked the elegant old man even more, and he said, "This should be what the ancient books say about speaking with great power. It must be like this! I never thought that someone could really do it. I always thought it meant..."

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When Feng Qingyan finished reading, he did not leave.

The elegant old man, Du Qing and others happened to arrive at the back mountain, and an astonishing conversation ensued.

We exchanged ideas on how to nourish one’s spirit through reading.

When they returned to the posthouse, the elegant old man invited Feng Qingyan to join him.

Feng Qingyan did not refuse. After all, he was traveling around the world. It didn’t matter where he started or where he went…

Du Qing and three other scholars happened to be traveling with the elegant old man.

So on the road.

The elegant old man set up the chess game again in the carriage.

In response, Feng Qingyan did not refuse and continued to play chess with the elegant old man.

When Du Ming and the others heard about the national player and the national scholar playing chess, they couldn't help but be curious and ran to the elegant old man's carriage one by one. Fortunately, the elegant old man's carriage was not small.

After the game last night, Feng Qingyan had a basic understanding of the elegant old man's chess skills. If he were in the Zhou world, he would probably be at the level of a chess master...

in this world.

It is really amazing that one's chess skills can reach the level of a chess master.

Because Feng Qingyan wanted to train the elegant old man, he started to play chess seriously, and used many clever tricks intentionally or unintentionally.

However, the elegant old man was, after all, a chess master, so he could naturally see Feng Qingyan’s intention.

He was stunned and couldn't help sighing in his heart. He didn't expect that the "national scholar" was actually practicing chess with him and imparting what he had learned to him.

While I felt ashamed, I also felt touched.

at this point.

He finally realized that the chess skills of the "nationalist" were far superior to his.

From then on, I was convinced.

Du Qing didn't think much about it. He was shocked by the chess game and absorbed the chess skills crazily...

I have a vague urge to become his disciple.

On the road.

The carriage was not moving very fast.

After traveling for several days, the carriage arrived at a ferry and everyone simply abandoned the carriage and took a boat.

On the boat, Feng Qingyan not only played chess with the elegant old man, but also talked about the past and present with scholars like Du Qing, which made him understand more about the world.

The more I learn about the world, the more I admire it.

The philosophers are worthy of being called philosophers.

When talking about Confucianism, Du Qing was able to say a few words at first.

But later on, even the elegant old man listened attentively, which made everyone admire him very much.

The title changed from "Guoshi" to "Sir".

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Over ten days.

The ship headed north.

During this period, Feng Qingyan would read every morning.

This made the elegant old man and Du Qing and others unable to help but ask him for advice on how to nourish the spirit through reading, and gradually they all followed him in morning reading.

After a period of morning reading.

The elegant old man couldn't help but sigh with emotion. The resentment that had been accumulating in his heart for many years was swept away, and his mental outlook was refreshed.

"Reading nourishes one's spirit, reading nourishes one's spirit. I have spent my whole life reading books in vain... Now I truly understand what it means to nourish one's spirit through reading!" The elegant old man said with a little shame on his face, and then he became full of passion, "Reading thousands of books nourishes the noble spirit in my heart!"

And at this time.

A faint sense of righteousness appeared in the heart of the elegant old man.

It is the great spirit, not the literary spirit.

Although it is said that the great and righteous spirit belongs to the literary spirit, the literary spirit is not equal to the great and righteous spirit.

At this point, the elegant old man has finally taken one step into the Confucian path of cultivation, and may even become the first cultivator in this world...

In this world, there are quite a few famous Confucian scholars, even great masters.

but.

They all don’t know how to nourish the noble spirit in their hearts, and they are even less able to cultivate it through reading…

Time passed by unknowingly.

The elegant old man, Du Qing and others finally arrived at their destination, Baiyang Mountain.

Shu Jue, a famous scholar of his time and one of the four great scholars, lived in seclusion here and opened a school called Aries Academy.

Aries Academy is very famous in Dazhao.

And before that, the faint aura that Feng Qingyan sensed was in this academy...

Whenever he travels around the world, he will definitely visit Aries Academy.

After all, how could a person who can cultivate a noble spirit in his heart in this world be simple?
He must be an extremely talented person!
He has the demeanor of a saint.

The emperor's collection.

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Walk into Baiyang Mountain.

You can see that the forest is deep and dense, and you can faintly hear the sound of flowing water in the mountain stream.

The road went up and down, but there were only rugged rocks, deep ravines, gurgling streams, lush grass and forests everywhere. From time to time, after a turn, you could see a different world in front of you. All you could hear were the singing of birds, the fragrance of flowers, the chirping of insects, and the occasional rustling of grass and trees by the wind. The people who were talking from time to time gradually quieted down.

“No wonder the world-famous Mr. Zhang lived in seclusion here!”

A young man couldn't help but exclaimed.

Shortly after.

When they reached the entrance of a valley, Du Qing said, "Everyone, the White Sheep Cave is ahead. Mr. Zhang will teach here."

When everyone looked, they saw a scholar about 23 or 24 years old sitting quietly on a stone in front of the valley, holding a book in his hands and reading it attentively.

At this moment, the scholar smelled the footsteps, raised his head slightly and glanced at everyone, then stood up and immediately bowed to the elegant old man, saying respectfully: "Mr. Lian, you are here, Master Zhang has been waiting for you for a long time."

The elegant old man smiled and said, "Haha, every time I come to Baiyang Cave, I see you guarding here, and you are doing your duty conscientiously."

"Please forgive me for making fun of you."

The scholar said respectfully, looking behind the elegant old man, and then at the young student whom he had not seen for several times, and said, "If you come here to study and become a disciple, you must pass the three examinations in Caotang. This has been the rule of Master Zhang for many years."

"Junior Brother Du, you will take the test."

The scholar looked at Du Qing and the other three scholars who had just returned. Before Du Ming could answer, he continued, "If you fail the three exams, as long as you pay the tuition, you can still attend the lectures at the residence and come and go as you please."

In fact, Baiyang Academy is Zhang's Thatched Cottage. Everyone who comes here, whether officials or civilians, old or young, all comes here for the famous Mr. Zhang. You must know that over the years, almost all those who have been listed as disciples of the Thatched Cottage are people who come here with recommendation books...

But among these people.

His character and mentality are not satisfactory.

It is for this reason that there are three tests before the hall, and Du Qing and others personally conduct the tests, simply because they do not want to admit people with impure hearts into the sect.

No one has ever been banned from listening.

Otherwise, there would be too many students who came to study at Caotang with letters of recommendation, and Master Zhang would have to mark dozens of papers personally every month.

If he included more, Master Zhang would become more tired, which would be bad for his health.

Moreover, in recent years, Master Zhang's health has been getting worse. Not only has his lung disease become more serious, but he has also suffered from eye dementia, and has difficulty seeing things...

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After entering Aries Mountain.

Feng Qingyan felt a mighty force deep in the valley that seemed to be bursting out from the sky.

but.

This great spirit was a little different, as if it was suppressed by something, lacking activity and vitality. Although Master Zhang had read thousands of books and cultivated the great spirit in his heart, he had not opened up his own world in his heart.

I don’t know how to cultivate the noble spirit in my heart.

That's why.

This mighty and majestic energy will be suppressed in the chest, unable to be released, and unable to blend with the majestic energy between heaven and earth.

Hence the lack of activity.

This Master Zhang... is no ordinary person. Perhaps he will have extraordinary achievements in the future. This makes Feng Qingyan curious and he really wants to meet him.

Could it be that Master Zhang is the master of this world?
But it's a pity to live in this world.

He didn't dare to say whether he could reach the level of an emperor or not, but reaching the level of a saint was definitely easy for him.

Just as Feng Qingyan was looking into the depths of the valley, a young man of about sixteen or seventeen hurried out of the valley. He was dressed in brocade clothes and exuded an air of wealth. He looked at the cold-faced scholar and shouted anxiously, "Brother, it's not good. Master Zhang is coughing up blood again."

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(End of this chapter)