Confucian Cultivator Under One Person

The painting is filled with swirling clouds and mist, exuding a bit of spiritual energy. To use the words from fairy tale novels, this painting is a paradise ideal for spiritual practice.

A figure walked out of the painting, stepped on the spiritual energy bridge, and walked out of the painting step by step. He came in front of Fu Yuan, looked up at Fu Yuan, and said, "The preciousness of this painting is far greater than the spiritual treasure on your wrist. If you like it, I will give it to you."

Fu Yuan looked down at the woman who had walked out of the painting. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "How tall are you? About 1.5 meters?"

This woman is too petite, and her temperament is naturally fragile. At this moment, she is like a fragile vase, making people want to protect her.

The woman's expression was almost unbearable. She froze for a moment, then calmly replied, "This is not my real body!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand.

The world before my eyes rotates and changes.

The next moment, Fu Yuan appeared on the second-floor balcony of a villa. A quiet woman was sitting there with a book in her hand. The breeze blew, creating a beautiful scene.

The state of mind before was extremely evil, and if one was not careful, he would sink into it, but the state of mind at this moment was unusually clean, without any trace of filth, incredibly clean, like a leaf in the sun, spotless.

The same person's mental state can actually present completely different mental states.

The sofa opposite the quiet woman was empty.

Fu Yuan walked over and sat down naturally, glancing at the book in the woman's hand. The cover was facing up, and the title was "It's Nice to Have a Snake Husband at Home to Cool Down."

This book... Fu Yuan was a little surprised. He originally thought that a girl like this should read books about beauty, philosophy, and profound thoughts. At the very least, she should read a classic or something, but this book was obviously not that.

The quiet woman's eyes were fixed on Fu Yuan. She didn't miss his expression and asked, "Surprised?"

Fu Yuan nodded and said, "A little bit."

The quiet woman said, "I'm surprised too. Your ambition... is so big!"

Fu Yuan said: "Thank you for the compliment."

The quiet woman smiled and said, "I'm a little distracted."

Fu Yuan: "Not taking things to heart is the true heart."

"My name is Jiang Xue."

"My name is Fu Yuan."

"In the Book of Jin, Sima Yi commented on Zhuge Liang: he had great ambitions but lacked foresight, was full of plans but lacked decision-making, and loved military power but lacked authority. What do you think?"

"Are you my chance?"

"I'm!"

Chapter 114 Favor

The two words "I am" were said with extraordinary decisiveness and confidence, as if they were not an answer but a statement of fact.

People often say that people should have dreams, but dreams and ambitions are not the same thing.

Dreams are just a kind of spiritual comfort. They can be empty and illusory, but ambition is a goal and a direction. We need to be down-to-earth and move forward step by step with unwavering determination, seizing all possible opportunities along the way.

Having lofty ambitions is not scary, but failing to seize opportunities that come along the way is "having lofty ambitions but failing to seize opportunities."

Fu Yuan did not respond directly, but instead said, "As the saying goes, if you rely on the sky, it will collapse; if you rely on the earth, it will sink; if you rely on trees, they will fall; if you rely on people, they will run away. The way of a gentleman begins with constant self-improvement."

Jiang Xue smiled and said, "Plant a phoenix tree, and the phoenix will come. If you drive away the phoenix, the phoenix tree will always be just a tree."

Fu Yuan shook his head and said, "Whether the phoenix comes or not is up to the phoenix. The phoenix tree only needs to thrive. As long as it grows well, there will be no shortage of phoenixes."

Jiang Xue stared at Fu Yuan's face and said, "You're not that good-looking... I understand. You're worried that I'll cause you trouble and you won't be able to live peacefully in the future."

Fu Yuan: "Whether one is peaceful or not depends mainly on oneself. No matter when or where you are, you must keep a quiet place in your heart. You can meditate, worship Buddha, or seek truth. As long as you have a place, you can find peace even if the sky falls and the earth cracks."

There is an indescribable charm in Jiang Xue's eyes: "Only when you are calm can you be quiet, only when you are quiet can you be at peace, only when you are at peace can you think, and only when you think can you achieve."

After saying that, before Fu Yuan could speak, Jiang Xue interrupted him and said, "They say 'wait for the right time to act'. If the time is not right, no matter how much I say, you won't agree."

She wanted to recruit Fu Yuan, but she chose the wrong time. If Fu Yuan encountered difficulties and obstacles, she would lend a hand in time, and perhaps the two of them could reach a cooperation. But now Fu Yuan has everything he needs and can handle everything by himself, so why does he need her?

In other words, she wanted to help Fu Yuan achieve his ambition, but Fu Yuan's ambition was too big and she couldn't help him.

The topic of recruitment ended here, and the two fell silent, not knowing what to say.

After a long while, Jiang Xue finally said, "Why are you staring at me? This is a bit rude."

Fu Yuan said, "I was just wondering why you refused to stand up."

"..." Jiang Xue took a breath and abruptly changed the subject, saying, "What are etiquette and laws?"

Fu Yuan: "Law is nothing but human nature, and reason is nothing but human heart."

"That's it?" Jiang Xue said with some dissatisfaction, "I thought you would talk at length, and that would ease the awkward silence between you and me."

Fu Yuan was a little amused and said, "We are not familiar with each other, so let's just talk about the matter. Now that we have finished talking about the matter, do we really have to chat for a while?"

Jiang Xue stared at Fu Yuan, smiled, and said, "Well, see you next time!"

Fu Yuan exhaled and said, "Goodbye!"

After saying that, he disappeared onto the sofa.

Only Jiang Xue was left sitting there, not knowing what she was thinking. As she was thinking, her ears suddenly turned red.

Her state just now was just like that of a girl in love. Everything had been discussed and both sides had nothing to say, but she kept dragging it on, unwilling to separate.

I didn’t realize this mentality at the time, but now when I think about it, I feel ashamed.

……

On the other side, Fu Yuan put his raised foot down and stepped into the gate of the company's headquarters. Looking back, he saw Liao Zhong still holding Chen Duo and chatting secretly about something.

Fu Yuan shook his head and strode in. This time he really entered the company headquarters.

In an office, Fu Yuan met the fat Zhao Fangxu, who was on the phone at the time. He raised his hand and motioned Fu Yuan to sit down first, with a very familiar attitude.

After finishing the call, Zhao Fangxu sighed and said to Fu Yuan, "Old Heavenly Master has caused quite a bit of trouble."

Fu Yuanle asked, "What? Are you still planning to arrest the old Taoist priest?"

Zhao Fangxu stood up, walked around the desk, sat down across from Fu Yuan, and said, "The company's responsibility is to maintain the stability of the alien world. As for the old Tianshi, it still depends on the attitude of the ten masters of the alien world... Forget it, tell me about your business."

Fu Yuan said, "What's wrong with me? Strictly speaking, I was just acting in self-defense."

Zhao Fangxu shook his head and said, "Those two you killed weren't the company's responsibility, so it's naturally not my turn to worry about them... I want to ask you for a favor."

Fu Yuan was surprised and asked, "You asked me for help? Even Mr. Zhao couldn't handle it, and you came to me?"

Zhao Fangxu sighed and said, "This is a personal request. Someone asked me to arrange for you to go to a certain place and meet someone."

Fu Yuan asked curiously, "If someone wants to see me, why doesn't he come to me himself, but instead asks me to come over? Are you so arrogant?"

Zhao Fangxu was silent for a moment, then said, "So this is a personal request."

Fu Yuan thought for a moment and said, "Okay, for Mr. Zhao's sake, I'll go."

"Thank you!" Zhao Fangxu said solemnly, "I owe you a favor!"

"Let's pay it first."

……

Zhao Fangxu had already arranged for the car to pick up Fu Yuan to park in front of the company's gate.

The person who picked him up was a man who looked like a soldier, with a crew cut and a strong smell about him.

It did not go into the city, but drove towards the suburbs.

The hustle and bustle outside the car window slowly faded away, the sky gradually darkened, and all the evil and the beautiful were shrouded in gray, and no one could tell them apart.

Perhaps, God is telling the world that this world is gray.

Fu Yuan sat in the car, closed his eyes and rested.

When the car stopped, he saw an antique villa. An old housekeeper stood by the steps at the entrance. He walked over quickly and opened the car door.

"Hello, Mr. Fu Yuan, the lady is waiting for you inside."

"Thank you." Fu Yuan nodded and walked up the steps into the villa.

As soon as he entered the door, a crow swooped down from the sky and flew towards his face, its black claws aiming for his eyeballs.

Fu Yuan waved his hand, and the crow was broken into two pieces. In Fu Yuan's hand, a small sword, the length of a palm, appeared.

"Clap clap clap..."

Applause rang out from the darkness, and a man slowly walked out.

He was wearing a black windbreaker and black leather gloves. He clapped his hands as he walked, "The best swordsman in the capital, he's really good at killing birds."

Fu Yuan looked at the dim interior of the villa, then at the man, and said, "It seems that we have no grudges or hatred."

The man in the windbreaker pulled out a pack of cigarettes, flicked out a cigarette, put it between his lips, lit it, took a deep breath, and said, "I have no grudges against ants. I don't know how many I step on to death every year."

He said, exhaling, letting out a puff of smoke.

The moment the smoke was exhaled, it roared and turned into a smoke dragon. As it tumbled, scales appeared and dragon claws flew as it pounced towards Fu Yuan.

Fu Yuan continued to wave his hand, raising the small sword in his hand and slashing it down, cutting the smoke dragon apart like tofu, and in an instant, the smoke disappeared.

The man in the windbreaker's expression changed, and he said, "Some skills..."

However, before he could finish his words, Fu Yuan had already swung the sword in his hand. There was a flash of light, the golden dragon roared, the sword hummed faintly, and a point of light like a cold star sank into the center of the eyebrows of the man in the windbreaker.

In an instant, the man's entire body shattered and dispersed like glass, as if he had never appeared.

Fu Yuan tilted his head, somewhat confused by the man's methods.

But never mind, I can break it with one sword!

Chapter 115 Zhao Ying

"How does it feel?"

"One sword can break the law, worthy of the title of the best swordsman in the capital."

"How can I kill him?"

"Don't give him a chance to draw his sword."

"Then we can only use guns? Long-range sniping."