Chapter 180: Meet a few scholars on a snowy night

After Li Fuyao left the business team for a short and half an hour, the guards had already condensed the body of their master, and the person in charge of the had discussed with the business traveler. In fact, they didn't say anything, but it was about What happened last night is all.
They are all veterans of the rivers and lakes, so naturally, there is no need to mention too much. The Zhenyuan Escort Bureau refunded all the money with this dart, and then the price of still protecting the caravan and continuing northward in exchange for a satisfactory result.
After some convergence, the caravan is about to set off. Lu Xiaowan's long-time niece, Lu Xiaowan, has long been controlled by several escorts. If nothing else, after this dart, the seats in the Zhenyuan Escort will have to be changed. Up.
After the business trip started, two people walked in the forest in the distance.
The young man carrying the bookcase followed a thin middle-aged man walking slowly in the snow.
A middle-aged man dressed in winter clothes, with an old scroll pinned around his waist, walks in the snow with a plain expression, but if you look closely, you can know that this man is on the surface of the snow when he walks in the snow. , There was no trace of sinking, on the contrary, the young man carrying the bookcase, every step he took, he was destined to leave a deep footprint.
The two of them walked one after the other to the few huts.
After walking a few steps, the thin man in winter clothes suddenly stopped. He was standing in front of a corpse. The young man behind him was walking with his head buried in his head. The one who didn’t notice his husband stopped suddenly and slammed into it. Behind my husband’s back, fortunately my husband picked up his collar in time, otherwise he will fall back, and this winter coat will be wet, and at that time, he can only walk through a lot in soaked clothes. The place, in this barren mountain and ridge, is nowhere to sell clothes.
When it comes to buying new clothes, the young man frowned deeply. When he bought coffins and paper money, he owed his husband a lot of money. Then he asked him to borrow money, he will definitely borrow money, but the more he owes him, He was not sure that he would eventually have the money to return to his husband.
As for what he would do if he said that he didn't pay him back, he would feel embarrassed if he didn't need what he did.
So the young man was a little bit distressed, but he was frightened by the pile of corpses before him before he thought about it.
He raised his head and called out Mr. in a low voice.
The thin man sighed, turned around, broke a branch under a certain tree on the side, and then began to dig a hole in the snow on the side.
He is skilled like an old farmer who has been farming for decades.
The young man stepped back a few steps, and then began to drag the corpses toward the pit for his husband. Although the young man was a little scared, he suppressed the fear in his heart and dragged the corpses a little bit.
The man digs pits very skillfully and he digs very quickly. He digs a huge pit very quickly, which makes the teenagers a little strange. Is it possible that his husband specially digs pits before he teaches?
I thought so, but the boy did not speak.
Only while dragging the corpse did the boy open his mouth and asked, "Sir, how did they die? Who has such a big grudge against them and wants to kill so many people?"
The thin middle-aged man stood aside and said softly: "Some people have pierced their chests with a sword, and some have cut their throats. The one with the broken arm was chopped off by a hand first, and then by someone else. The sword is cut. Song Pei, do you believe these things are done by one person?"
These two people came out of Yuanyou City to travel the mountains and rivers, Mr. Song Pei and Su Ye.
The boy named Song Pei looked at his husband and was a little shocked, "Alone?!"
Su Ye smiled and said: "Forget the stories I told you guys before. Although I didn't mention the swordsman in a few words, you should always know that there are people in those stories who can do these things."
Song Pei was startled, and said in a daze; "So what the original gentleman said is true."
Su Ye rolled up his sleeves, "I haven't seen anything in this world, it is naturally a legend. When you have seen it, then it is a fact. It seems that these corpses before our eyes can prove this."
Song Pei let out a cry, and then stood under a big tree panting, "Mr. That, these people were killed by that person, is he a bad person? Or are these talents bad people?"
Su Ye walked a few steps, picked up a corpse, walked towards this big pit, and then said: "Which side is the bad guy, sir, I don’t know. If you want to know, let’s find the one who killed with the sword. People will ask you, OK?"
Song Pei stepped back and waved his hand awkwardly, "Sir, you have said that that person is so capable. If you meet the two of us and ask him about these things, do you think we two will be..."
Song Pei said later that the voice became smaller, and in the end he simply stopped talking, just compared to a gesture of wiping his neck.
Su Ye laughed blankly.
Song Pei became more and more afraid as he thought about it, and finally stood beside Su Ye, picked up a dead branch, and asked cautiously: "Sir, will he have not left yet? Let's help them into the soil for safety, will they come here? He was in his eyes from beginning to end. Later, if he thinks that we are in the way, what should he do if he comes out to give us two swords? Will he be sad if he does good deeds and eats bad results instead?"
After asking this sentence, Song Pei quickly shook his head and said, "Mr. is such a good person. He will definitely not be sad because of this. Maybe then, Mr., you will still look at the man calmly and then talk to him. Reasonable?"
Su Ye frowned, and said naturally: "It is natural to be sad to do a good deed and be wronged by others, and even more presumptuously that you do a good deed and lose your life. If it is not sad, then only those sages in the cloud can do it. It’s my husband and I sometimes complain that I read more books."
Song Pei asked: "How to say?"
Su Ye bluntly said: "When the truth is explained thoroughly and the other person refuses to listen, I want to beat him, but after reading too many books, I have to remember in my heart that I am a scholar and I am a scholar. , Are you telling me this truth?"
Song Pei nodded clearly, and soon smiled: "Then Mr. is also very lucky that he is a scholar."
This time it was Su Ye's turn to ask why.
Song Pei patted his head and smiled, "Sir, you think, you are a scholar, and fights are certainly not terrible. If you are anxious and really want to beat people, you will definitely not be able to beat the opponent. Maybe Mr. Being able to endure an old punch, and then the husband thinks about it. Doesn’t it mean that if he read more books at the beginning, he would not work with others now, let alone endure such an old punch, so he would really feel like reading more? That's it."
Su Ye was a little bit dumbfounded, and felt so angry and funny about some of the sudden thoughts of Song Pei, a student of herself.
It’s just that too many scholars have this kind of thinking. Today’s mountain monks have a Confucian line. The rules on Liangxi have always been based on the size of the fist to determine the size of the truth. But Yanling, that. The academic palace has always been advocating truth first, and the rest is the next time, why embark on the path of cultivation? According to those scary Confucian monks with high generations, it’s because they have to live a long time to think about more problems, and then they The reason that the senior scholars did not think through was broken a little bit to see what it was like.
There is another saying that the doctrines should be passed on. If there is no ability to protect those doctrines, they will be lost one day. How can the doctrine of the saints be lost?
But these statements, Su Ye felt that there was some truth in the past, but now the taste in the academy has gradually changed, how can he convince him?
Regardless of whether it is a gentleman or a scholar, it is necessary to be cautious when dealing with academic principles. Even if it is an out-of-date principle, in Su Ye's view, it may not be wrong and unfeasible.
Why is he said to be the most learned scholar in the world, and why can he sit in the position of the head of the school?
Naturally, it makes sense.
After Song Pei saw that his husband was not speaking, he was a little strange, and then quickly changed the subject and asked: "Sir, where are we going after we leave Dazhou this trip? Should we go to Yanling?"
Su Ye shook his head, "What's so good about that place? Since it's out, I naturally go to see what I haven't seen before."
Song Pei reminded in a low voice, "But sir, I haven't seen Yanling either."
Su Ye looked at him, and said earnestly: "The scenery we want to see is naturally one that we have never seen, and most people have never seen it. If you go from where you are tired of staying to a place where others are tired of staying. ,What's the point?"
Song Pei scratched his head and whispered: "Mr. has a point."
Su Ye shook his head, "It doesn't make sense either. It's just that I'm going to go a little bit farther. In fact, it's not much different from where to look."
After Song Pei uttered a cry, he seemed to have figured out something, and started filling the hole without speaking.
Su Ye was happy to watch her as a student do what he had to do.
Song Pei had little strength and was small, and it took him a long time to fill this hole.
Finally he sat down under a big tree and exhaled.
Su Ye picked up the bookcase and chuckled softly: "Song Pei, there are a few huts in front. Let's make some fire and bake some sweet potatoes. How about eating?"
Song Pei looked up and saw nothing but Linzi, but he stood up quickly, anyway, he was used to it.
The husband said that there is a river in front of him, so whether he can see it or not, he can see the river after a few steps. The husband said that there is a house in front of him. If he steps out a few steps, he can naturally see the house in front.
Song Pei, who had a strong fighting spirit, followed his husband for a quarter of an hour before seeing a few huts.
There are still some dead branches and extinguished fires.
Song Pei took the bookbox behind her husband and ran to the hut. He was always wondering why he had only a book on his waist from the beginning to the end, but asked him to carry a bookbox on his back until he passed by. He didn't know until after a few roads, it turned out that Mr.'s book box was not used to store books, but to store food.
For example, now, there are some sweet potatoes behind him.
Su Ye didn't follow Song Pei to run there, but stood under a big tree and looked at the distance with a calm expression.
The head teacher of Yanling Academy suddenly smiled and said: "Is there a swordsman who has a breath in his chest, so that the world's evil spirits can't avoid it? The previous Jianshan ancestor made his sword for you?"
Su Ye said to himself, but did not answer him, but the head teacher of the academy was a little chattering, "The swordsman has been in the same line to this day, but it has been very difficult. Without Chao Qingqiu, he has always been in the demon land and Running on both sides of the mountains and rivers, there are no swordsmen who will be planted in the demon land as soon as they are successful. How can those saints on the clouds be patient? Just think about it, if you can't see those waist hanging swords in this world. I’m afraid I’m a bit uncomfortable with such a free and easy character."
Su Ye was talking here alone, and Song Pei, who was concentrating on roasting sweet potatoes over there, shouted loudly: "Sir, eat sweet potatoes, leave the big ones for you!"
Su Ye turned his head and walked slowly to the hut.
When he arrived at the hut, Song Pei, who was already peeling the sweet potato skin, didn't pay attention to this. He just looked down at the sweet potato. Su Ye squatted down and said with a smile: "Song Pei, let's find the man who made the sword?"
Song Pei just took a bite of the sweet potato, and when he heard the husband say this, he immediately shook his head, "Mr., let's not go and die, right?"
Su Ye frowned and said: "Really not going?"
Song Pei nodded seriously, "I won't go."
Su Ye looked helpless, but in the end he didn't force it. Then the most knowledgeable scholar in the world squatted in front of his students, peeling and eating sweet potatoes with him.
I'm afraid no one would have thought that this Xue Gongzhang church is so approachable.
The two of them were eating sweet potatoes, and suddenly it stopped for a long time, and it started to snow again. Su Ye looked outside, holding the steaming sweet potatoes in his hands, with a strange expression.
Song Pei suddenly said, "Look, sir!"
Su Ye did not go to see.
Because he didn't need him to look at him, he knew that a man with white hair and red robe was standing in the heavy snow in the distance.
Song Pei murmured: "Sir, that person has turned white."
Su Ye nodded and smiled: "People in the world, after all, not everyone can think about it. If you don't think about it, you will have a knot. If you have a knot, it's not a big deal if you lose your head."
Song Pei asked suspiciously: "Sir, do you recognize him?"
Su Ye nodded and said jokingly: "Recognizing is recognizing, but you must rest assured that this person is not the one who carried the sword to kill."
Song Pei shook his head, "But why do I think he is more scary?"
Su Ye solemnly reprimanded: "Nonsense, he is obviously a scholar!"
Song Pei was startled.
Then I saw my husband walk out of the hut.
The door closed by the way.
Song Pei really wanted to see what would happen next, but his husband clearly didn't let him see, he couldn't open the door, right?
So Song Pei simply sat down and ate the roasted sweet potato in front of the fire.

The leader of the demon cult, Lin Hongzhu, the current cultivator of the climbing realm, stood in the heavy snow and allowed the snowflakes to fall, dampening his clothes.
The Demon Cult leader who had a deep connection with the Academy looked at the ordinary middle-aged man who couldn't be more ordinary, with a strange expression.
He has never seen him.
So Su Ye quickly reported to his family: "In Xia Su Ye, Yanling Academy is the head teacher."
Lin Hongzhu was startled, and then said softly, "Lin Hongzhu."
Su Ye said with a smile: "Mr. Lin attacked and killed my academy Master Zhou at the border of Chen State, and now he has entered Zhou State again. It is really a little leisurely."
Lin Hongzhu said indifferently: "If it hadn't been for Xu Ji's old man, Zhou Xuance would have been dead."
Su Ye calmly said: "If the matter of the extermination of the demon sect in the academic palace has nothing to do with me, it would be a trick to Mr. Lin, but there are some things that Mr. Lin should know. Even if I am the master of the academic palace, some things cannot follow. With my mind to do it, Xuegong was a place of reasoning at first, but now it is not so reasonable. That’s why Su Ye was a bit sorry for what happened back then."
Lin Hongzhu asked, "Could it be that you want to reason with me today?"
Su Ye smiled, "If you can make sense, then it's the best. If it doesn't make sense, Mr. Lin will do it. Su Ye asks himself that it is not bad."
Lin Hongzhu, who came all the way from the border of Chen Guo to Zhou State, had never thought of looking for anyone else. Back then, Zhou Xuance was the leader of the academy to destroy the Demon Cult. He was naturally looking for trouble with Zhou Xuance. , But now Zhou Xuance has led the reading seed into the saint ruins, so Lin Hongzhu will come to Zhou Guo to see before the retreat.
It's not to see anyone. It's just that the woman that year happened to be in Zhou Guo once, and said that the scenery here is very good when it comes to winter, so he should come and see if he has the opportunity.
He thought about it and came.
But I never thought I would meet Su Ye, the head of the Academy.
The scholar is not aggressive at all.
It's not like a schoolmaster.
Lin Hongzhu shook his head, "Teacher Su is still a real scholar after all."
Su Ye smiled and said, "Is it possible that Mr. Lin?"
Lin Hongzhu laughed this time off.
Su Ye suddenly said, "My student baked sweet potatoes in it, come in and rest?"
Lin Hongzhu thought for a while, and finally nodded.
Su Ye and Lin Hongzhu walked towards the hut side by side.
It is a rare thing for the Master of Xue Gong to walk side by side with the famous Demon Cult leader.
When this incident spread, it was naturally another uproar.
Except for these two, there is only one boy student who doesn't understand anything.
The three of them sat on the ground around the fire.
Song Pei took some sweet potatoes out of the bookcase again, and kept staring at Lin Hongzhu's white hair as he turned it over.
After the final baking, he handed it to Lin Hongzhu and called out Mr. Lin.
After Lin Hongzhu took it over, she peeled her skin naturally.
Su Ye took a bite of the sweet potato, said something in a low voice, and Lin Hongzhu nodded.
Then for a moment, there was a knock on the wooden door.
Song Pei got up to open the door.
it's dark.
There was a boy in a green shirt standing at the door, carrying a sword box.
Su Ye stood up and smiled and asked, "Would you like to come in for a rest and have a roasted sweet potato?"
Lin Hongzhu turned to look at the boy in Qingshan.
The Qingshan boy thought for a while, and finally nodded.