Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 159: Welcoming the Gentleman (Please Recommend)
Under the night.

Feng Qingyan looked up at the starry sky for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out.

Qingshan Marquis Mansion is even more mysterious than Youdu. He just learned about it from Luo Xiang today. But Luo Xiang didn't know much about Qingshan Marquis Mansion. He only knew that it was Youdu's mortal enemy. The two sides often went to war. It was either you die or I die...

This shows that Qingshan Marquis Mansion is not much worse than Youdu.

Although he is the world-famous Feng Sanding, isn't he still a little literary talent?

Then why did the Qingshan Marquis Mansion send the Ghost General who was lurking in Youdu to tell him not to go to Youdu at the risk of exposing his identity?

Gui Shuai’s status in Youdu is not low.

Moreover, being able to lurk in the position of Ghost Marshal must have cost a considerable price, which is very important for the Qingshan Marquis Mansion.

Why was it used so easily?

Is there a lady in the Qingshan Marquis's Mansion who admires me?

Also, although he is one of the 108 Ghost Marshals, he is not considered a high-ranking official in Youdu. How did he know that Youdu was against him?
"Brother Ziya, I'm afraid this journey will be extremely dangerous."

After a while, Feng Qingyan frowned and turned to look at Zi Yaqin who was walking over. "If what that ghost commander said is true, why should we go to war in Youdu? This shouldn't be the case."

"How do you know he is from Qingshan Marquis Mansion?"

Zi Yaqin said with a look of surprise on her face.

"It's blinding."

Feng Qingyan smiled.

Zi Yaqin didn't believe what Feng Qingyan said at all, and then frowned and said: "This is indeed a bit wrong... Could it be that the ghost commander is not from the Qingshan Marquis Mansion at all, and is just here to disrupt our sight?"

"If that's the case, wouldn't it be better to do nothing?"

Feng Qingyan shook his head, thought for a while and said, "I am more inclined to believe that he is from Qingshan Marquis Mansion. The most important thing is, what do we have that is worthy of Youdu's efforts? If we can figure this out, then everything..."

Zi Yaqin nodded.

"I'm afraid we need to prepare."

Feng Qingyan Road.

If what the ghost commander said was true, going to Youdu would be extremely dangerous and there would be no chance of survival. However, now that we were at the gate of Youdu, we would feel unwilling not to go there.

Zi Yaqin has been searching for his wife's soul for ten years and will not give up as long as there is a glimmer of hope.

So, even if he didn't go, Zi Yaqin would go.

This made Feng Qingyan feel somewhat conflicted.

Not going is the best choice. A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. But not going...

In this case... I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman.

Feng Qingyan smiled when he thought of this and had no fear of death.

"What are you laughing at, Brother Feng?"

Zi Yaqin asked in surprise.

"I'm laughing at myself for being indecisive and timid." Feng Qingyan said self-deprecatingly, "If you don't make a decision when you should, you will suffer the consequences."

"That's called being overly prudent and decisive. To just jump in headfirst is foolish and ignorant."

Zi Yaqin said.

Then the two of them started to discuss, and asked Ditang to leave with his luggage as soon as it was light to meet Jiuge Mujin.

If they still haven't shown up after ten days, let them go back to Zangshan Academy.

Also, this was just Gui Shuai's one-sided statement, maybe nothing happened? Besides, the two of them were not unknown people, they were both well-known in the Zhou world, and I think Youdu would not dare to kill them rashly.

Moreover, they simply couldn't understand why Youdu wanted to kill them?

This is of no benefit to Youdu at all.

Instead, it will cause trouble.

Before they knew it, it was daybreak. Feng Qingyan tidied his clothes and came to the east of Dongpo.

At this time, many people had already gathered on Dongpo Mountain, and they seemed to want to read with him in the morning. After all, Luo Xiangwu had learned a method of nourishing energy through reading yesterday, which made countless people envious.

"Meet the gentleman."

"Meet the gentleman."

Everyone on the Dongpo saluted. After Feng Qingyan returned the salute, he calmed down for a moment and then began to recite aloud.

A mighty and majestic aura rose up between heaven and earth, like a thick fog descending, which made everyone on Dongpo marvel once again.

Even Luo Xiang, who had realized the method of nourishing energy through reading, could not help but sigh.

After morning reading, everyone sat down to discuss the doctrine.

On this day, many students from other places came, making Dongpo Mountain so crowded that there was almost no room to stand.

During the discussion, many of Feng Qingyan's views amazed everyone at Dongpo.

He may not have read as many sage classics as some of the scholars present, and his insights may not be as deep as the old Confucian scholar, but his knowledge and ideas far surpass those of everyone in Dongpo.

Especially the golden sentences that come out of his mouth from time to time.

Even the scholars, literary teachers, and even the ministers of literature benefited greatly from the discussion of Taoism. They all gained something and realized something. There were even several people who broke through on the spot, making Feng Sanding even more famous.

He was at the peak of his career in Shu.

On the third day, the scholars from the State of Ba finally arrived.

Due to the excitement of the discussion on the second day and the fact that several people had achieved breakthroughs, many old students came.

During the two or three days in Shu, all the gatherings of scholars and conversations were about Feng Sanding. If you don't say a few of Feng Sanding's golden words and mention Feng Sanding's views, you will feel embarrassed to leave the house.

Feng Qingyan's reputation in these three days was so great that even the great scholars of Shu Kingdom could not match it.

It seems like avoiding the sharp edge.

in a blink.

The three-day discussion is almost over.

At this time, the sun was setting and the sky began to darken.

However, when the discussion on Dongpo was in full swing, they were reluctant to see it end so quickly and all hoped that Feng Sanding could continue the discussion for three more days.

"I hope you can discuss this for another three days."

Someone stood up and saluted Feng Qingyan.

Many people stood up and said.

"Please forgive me, Qingyan is not very knowledgeable, not very virtuous, and can only discuss the Dao for three days." Feng Qingyan bowed to everyone and said, "If I discuss the Dao for another three days, I'm afraid I will have nothing to say."

Everyone felt sorry when they saw it.

The sky gradually darkened, but the crowd did not leave, because the gentleman had said before that he would enter Youdu on the night when the discussion ended.

"Gentleman, do you really want to go to Youdu?"

When it was completely dark, someone couldn't help but ask again.

"I have no choice but to go." Feng Qingyan said with a smile, "Besides, I have already accepted the invitation of the Ghost King of Nether City, so how can I go back on my word?"

"Why should we keep our promise to ghosts?" someone said.

“No matter whether the other party is a human, a ghost, or a monster, a man cannot stand without faith.” Feng Qingyan shook his head and looked into the distant horizon.

"Don't worry, sir. We are all here to escort you." Someone said loudly.

"We are escorting the gentleman."

"We are escorting the gentleman."

Everyone on Dongpo shouted loudly.

"Qingyan thanks you all."

Feng Qingyan retracted his gaze and bowed.

After a while, he saw that it was almost dark, so he put the sixth-grade zither on his back, looked at Zi Yaqin, and took out the pass.

The guide emitted a ray of light and disappeared between heaven and earth.

A moment later, black fog began to rise from the east of Dongpo and covered the sky in an instant. Then everyone saw two teams of women in white clothes walking out of the black fog, as if they were dancing.

"We welcome you, sir."

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(End of this chapter)