Chapter 181: How to say this

The youth in Qingshan is naturally Li Fuyao who has gone and returned.
After all, in the end, Li Fuyao was still a little worried about what happened to the caravan. Even if there were people like Mr. Yang Da and Lu Changnian who were deliberately unpredictable, in fact the rest of the caravan was really not that bad.
Li Fuyao couldn't do things like knocking over a boat with one shot, and he was reluctant to do it.
He believed that neither the master Chen Sheng nor the ancestor Xu Ji would give up a group of people because of one person.
However, when he returned from the same way and returned here, he found that the caravan had already left, and he was about to leave. He saw that there was some light in the hut. After thinking about it, Li Fuyao Wanwan stood at the door and knocked on the door. Unexpectedly, there are three strange faces roasting sweet potatoes in this hut now.
When the thin man asked to stay, although Li Fuyao was a little puzzled, he finally agreed. When he walked into the hut, he saw the white-haired and red-robed demon leader Lin Hongzhu through the fire. Li Fuyao was only briefly surprised at The dress of the demon leader, and the rest, was not too caressed.
Song Pei took the initiative to vacate a place for the boy in Qingshan who was much older than him, and after Li Fuyao sat down, he passed a sweet potato over.
Li Fuyao thanked him, Song Pei waved his hand, and said with a smile: "The things my husband bought are not worth much, but they taste very sweet."
Li Fuyao nodded and bowed his hand to Su Ye, which was regarded as thankful.
Lin Hongzhu beside Su Ye has been silent.
These two scholars, not talking about cultivation base, just talking about knowledge, looked at each other, and then turned their heads.
Lin Hongzhu didn’t know the identity of Li Fuyao. He was seriously injured by Jianshan’s ancestor Xu Ji that day, although it was later known that it was because another person on Luan Ping’s side was trying to deal with a low-level swordsman. The ancestor of Jianshan, who had never seen his face in the world, made swords, but Lin Hongzhu did not ask who and what the name of that low-level swordsman was. He was called the leader of the demon cult by scholars in Yanling. It was not because of his instinct that he would kill indiscriminately, so even if he suffered an unwarranted disaster, Lin Hongzhu never thought of going to the young man to seek revenge.
Because it is really unnecessary.
Therefore, when they met today, they did not know each other.
Su Ye knew a lot. Judging from the remaining sword aura before, the young man in the green shirt should be the one who used the sword before. As for whether it was the swordsman who was escorted by the ancestor of Jianshan Mountain, Su Ye was not sure.
Shishu Zhou Xuance had led Gu Yuan to the saint ruins. The message came that day only to say that Lin Hongzhu had reappeared in the world and that Xu Ji's sword was released. As for who the swordsman was, he did not say in detail, since Zhou Xuance Without saying, Su Ye wouldn't be good at asking questions directly.
Zhou Xuance's seniority is indeed higher than him.
The scholars in Yanling regard this extremely seriously.
Su Ye quickly remembered something, and then pulled Song Pei's clothes at a time when Li Fuyao hadn't noticed, and then pointed to the sword box that Li Fuyao always carried behind her back.
Song Pei was confused, but he quickly understood something under his husband's eyes. He was taken aback, and then he swallowed and asked his husband with his eyes, is it necessary to seek death?
Su Ye turned to look at Lin Hongzhu who lowered his head to eat sweet potatoes, and then showed a smile, answering his words: Sir, my friend is also a master, not afraid!
Song Pei grinned bitterly, and then looked at Su Ye helplessly. This is to ask the previous husband, didn't you say that the gentleman is a scholar, where is the master?
Su Ye was speechless, but still glared at Song Pei.
The latter finally took the courage, looked at Li Fuyao, and asked cautiously: "This young man, what is behind your back?"
After asking this sentence, Song Pei was frightened. He was afraid that the young man on the other side who was still eating sweet potatoes would kill him with a single sword if he was unhappy. Then there would be no way to pay back the money he owed her husband.
Who knew that after he asked this sentence, the young man who was still eating sweet potatoes just pointed at the sword box behind him and smiled: "There are two swords."
Song Pei swallowed again, and this time looked at his husband again.
Su Ye sighed, just eating sweet potatoes.
Song Pei hesitated to speak.
Instead, Lin Hongzhu asked directly: "You killed those people who died here before?"
In fact, Lin Hongzhu hadn't seen those corpses, just as a cultivator in the stairs realm, how could he not know what happened here before, and Su Ye could feel the remaining sword aura, and he was not much different.
When Lin Hongzhu asked this sentence, Song Pei quietly leaned against Lin Hongzhu's side.
After all, the husband said that this is a master, if that guy wants to do something later, the husband must be unable to count on it, and he can only rely on the white-haired Mr. Lin.
But when Ling Song Pei didn't expect it, after Lin Hongzhu asked this sentence, Li Fuyao didn't conceal anything, and recounted what happened last night.
Although not all of them are true according to Song Pei's point of view, at least Li Fuyao didn't immediately drew out his sword, and he felt that he could not be faked.
But Li Fuyao looked at these three people with a little surprise.
When he walked into the hut before, he didn't feel any special aura. If these two weren't the kind of monks whose realm surpassed him, they could only be ordinary people.
It's just that if he could see any monks in Da Zhou, he didn't quite believe it.
But Lin Hongzhu's words made Li Fuyao's eyes look at Lin Hongzhu more of other meanings.
This man who dresses up is really weird, I'm afraid it's not that simple.
However, Li Fuyao couldn't see through, and didn't feel half-killing, but didn't move much.
Su Ye quickly said, "It's not uncommon to kill money for money. Zhou is in a remote location. Few scholars come here to preach the doctrine of sages and the doctrine of sages, so it's not a strange thing that there are many people in the area who are wicked.
Li Fuyao raised his head and suddenly asked: "Listen to Mr. Yanling?"
Su Ye nodded, "Exactly, if I hadn't stayed in Yanling for a long time, I wouldn't want to walk around and see the rest of the scenery. It's just that the scenery of the country is good this week, but the people are far behind."
Li Fuyao frowned and asked, "How can you see it?"
Su Ye asked back, "Isn't that what the son said just now is the proof?"
Li Fu shook his head, "Since your husband is a scholar, he should naturally know that he can't take all of them by generality."
Su Ye smiled, "But there are also sayings in the sage's doctrine that you can see the whole leopard."
Although Li Fuyao lived as a storyteller in Baiyu Town, he actually wanted him to sit down with others and talk about the principles of Confucian sages. I'm afraid that he would be lucky enough to win the next two. He is extremely lucky, not to mention that the scholar sitting next to him is still said to be the most knowledgeable in the world. How can he win?
Li Fuyao sighed, then took a bite of the sweet potato.
He didn't speak, but the demon leader who had been silent over there spoke, "Whether it’s a partial generalization or a glimpse to see the whole leopard, it’s not appropriate. I remember there was a sage. I’ve said that if you want to figure out something, it’s better to take a closer look and experience it for yourself. Hearsay, just use others’ knowledge as your own judgment. Even if you have a result, I’m afraid you will feel it’s not. So true."
Su Ye smiled apologetically at Li Fuyao, then turned his head to look at Lin Hongzhu, and said calmly: "My Confucian sage's sages and sages are really not a few, but we are all extremely clever figures. You can infer the whole context after seeing a little bit of it. Wouldn't it be a waste to look at the whole thing?"
Lin Hongzhu frowned, but he didn't feel embarrassed. Then he continued to speak, and began to refute the truth of the master of academy.
The current situation has evolved into a discussion between the leader of the Demon Cult and the current Master of the Academy.
The two of them were not only monks who climbed the stairs. Speaking of knowledge, in fact, Lin Hongzhu had read a lot of books and knew the truth, not to mention Su Ye.
The two competed, regardless of their realm cultivation, and only expressed their opinions on the problems caused by the incident that Li Fuyao personally said.
This made Song Pei and Li Fuyao who were eating sweet potatoes a bit inexplicable.
Song Pei thought of the thing he had said to his husband about whether to read or not, so he was really worried. In case the husband couldn’t tell the other party, he was so embarrassed that he wanted to do it and he was beaten by the old man. But there is really no way.
Thinking of this, Song Pei had a sad face.
Li Fuyao asked in a low voice, "Mr., are these two great scholars from Yanling?"
Song Pei shook his head, but he was really not as embarrassed to tell Li Fuyao that his husband was a private school before, so what a penalty!
Li Fuyao sighed a little, "Actually, I guess this gentleman must be quite knowledgeable."
Song Pei thought of following Li Fuyao to say a few words, but then remembered the truth that the previous husband had told him, so he closed his mouth and did not speak, but quietly listened to the debate between Mr. Lin and his husband.
Now that the two of them said that although they still did not depart from the previous thing, they have now made Song Pei hear a little bit louder. Both of them are not lowly knowledgeable, and they have not overly cited the classics, but they are just those plain words. On the contrary, it made him a little bit clouded.
Li Fuyao was eating sweet potatoes, feeling a little bit.
Although the two of them hold their own opinions, they are by no means like a shrew cursing the street. They want to pull the so-called reason to their side. On the contrary, under a debate, some opinions that are not satisfactory will be removed by themselves. In arguing with the other party, find the rest of the truth.
It's as if two gangsters attacked each other and then realized something new.
Li Fuyao listened very interestingly, and by the way, he had a new understanding of what he is now about Da Zhou.
It was just that the two of them who made him start abruptly did not have the slightest tendency to stop. On the contrary, the more they talked, the more vigorous they were. Seeing that it was already in the middle of the night, they still had more ideas.
After Li Fuyao had eaten the sweet potatoes, he added some dead branches to the fire and asked Song Pei with a smile, "Your husband has always been like this?"
Song Pei swallowed his last mouthful of sweet potatoes, tilted his head for a moment, and then said: "I don't know, sir, no one has spoken the truth for such a long time before. The truths that he said to me are all very simple. I'll remember when I say it, how could I have been talking to my husband for so long? This Mr. Lin seems to be quite knowledgeable, otherwise, how could I talk to him for so long?"
Li Fuyao nodded, agreeing with this statement.
He has never met a few scholars who really admire him in his life. The previous Yanling Academy monk said that he was more than admirable. Zhou Xuance only let him not feel bad, the only one who had met before at the border of Yanling. The old scholars who went to Jianshan again were the scholars Li Fuyao admired. Now these two, Li Fuyao can't really admire them, but he feels comfortable staying beside him.
After Song Pei and Li Fuyao said a few words, they thought from the heart that this son was not a bad person, so they said a few more words to him. At the end, Song Pei asked directly: "My son, your sword. May I see it?"
Li Fuyao untied the sword box, thought for a while, and finally wiped out the spilled sword energy and handed it to Song Pei.
Song Pei opened the sword case carefully, revealing the two swords inside. After taking a closer look, he closed it and gave it to Li Fuyao. Then he smiled and asked, "Are these two swords of the son a magic weapon? The kind of iron as mud?"
Li Fuyao smiled, not in a hurry to open his mouth. In fact, as long as you have stepped into the avenue of cultivation on the way of kendo, no matter what sword you hold in your hand, there will be no problem cutting iron like mud. From the perspective of the material of the sword itself, Xiaoxue is a family heirloom of the master uncle’s Xie family. The Xie’s family is a family of sword immortals. Therefore, the material of Xiaoxue is actually not bad. Cast by the cold iron, the name Xiaoxue also has this meaning.
As for the blue silk.
In fact, the material is not bad, it's just not as good as Xiaoxue.
These two swords are actually in the eyes of the common people. They are really good swords in the world. However, the monks on the mountain fight and cultivate first, even if they have a magic weapon in their hands, they are very likely to be opponents. A slap is bad.
I'm afraid that the best sword in the world is now the old road in Chao Qingqiu's hands.
After all, Chao Qingqiu had a sword in his hand, if anyone had the ability to really break the sword in his hand, it would be too shocking.
To know this sword immortal, faintly already has the invincible statement in the world.
When Song Pei saw that Li Fuyao didn't speak, he felt that the young man's sword was really not that good, so he thoughtfully changed the subject and said, "The young man must be a good man who is a chivalrous man."
Li Fuyao heard the words of good people, and now he was meditating.
What is a good person?
If he is really a good person, should he be in the surrounding area to help Da Zhou tide over the difficulties and completely solve the disaster of Chen Guo, instead of being frustrated with Da Zhou and rushing elsewhere?
He didn't think about some things clearly, so he couldn't understand, and finally he could only sigh.
It's just that the rest of the matter is aside, it's just the incident last night. He helped the caravan foil the conspiracy of Lu Changnian and Mr. Yang Da. Why didn't he even have a word of appreciation or thanks?
Could it be that they didn't know that he was a good person?
At least last night, right?
In fact, they all know it, but no one stands outside like Song Pei.
In the game, there are always many other considerations besides reason.
Whether it is reasonable or other affection, other people's opinions are good.
Li Fuyao could understand, but could not accept it.
Just like the sentence he asked at the last parting, will a good person be rewarded?
Nowadays, it can probably be said whether or not the other party is willing to give a good reward.
These things are the things that have troubled Li Fuyao's heart recently.
Li Fuyao suddenly asked, "If the little gentleman does a good thing, but doesn't get a good result, will he be sad?"
Song Pei was taken aback, and then smiled: "What a coincidence, I asked her husband like this before."
Li Fu shook his head and glanced at Su Ye who was still arguing with Lin Hongzhu, and then softly asked, "What did Mr. Su say?"
Song Pei laughed and said, "Before, when my husband and I were digging holes and burying people, I asked my husband if he didn't get a good deed when he did good deeds, and then he lost his life. Mr. will be sad. Mr. It will be sad, and the one who is not sad and careless must be a saint."
Li Fuyao asked, "Did Mr. Su say that after being sad, will he regret doing this?"
Song Pei shook his head, but then said: "Although the husband did not say anything, I must know that he will not regret it, but he will definitely be sad."
Li Fuyao smiled bitterly, "Isn't this a contradiction?"
Song Peinnu said, "Mr. said before that one of the responsibilities of scholars is to clarify the truths that they did not understand one by one, and then explain them to others, so that they can also be clear. Now I don’t know this question. How to say it, but I will think about it in the future. If I figure it out when I meet the son next time, I will tell him. Of course, the son may not think that I am right, but it is always a reference for the son. , If the son figured it out before me, let me know when you meet me next time."
Li Fuyao thought for a while and smiled: "Okay!"
Until now, the knot in Li Fuyao's heart was a little loose.
At least it's not as frustrated as it was at the beginning.
He stood up and said goodbye to Song Pei.
The latter responded quickly.
Then the door of the hut was pushed open by him.
In the night, he went north alone.
Su Ye and Lin Hongzhu shut up at the same time.
Su Ye smiled, "If he hadn't mentioned the sword, I would really like to take him to the academy."
Lin Hongzhu calmly said: "It's a scholar who is suitable for studying knowledge. He can practice swords and his aptitude for practice is not too bad. If he has enough time to study those knowledge, it's just that you are preempted, and you can't help it. Actually you There are many scholars in the school, but they don’t cherish it."
Su Ye smiled bitterly: "The chaos in the school palace, before I took that step, I still couldn't rectify it. If I took that step and do something, it will inevitably be criticized as a doctrine of the family, so it is a dilemma."
Lin Hongzhu sneered and said, "The best way to shut up those cloud saints is to beat them so that they dare not speak."
Su Ye was silent and did not argue.
Lin Hongzhu suddenly got up and opened the door.
A white-haired Lin Hongzhu returned to the wind and snow.
Su Ye closed the door and said to Song Pei, "I'm tired, sleep."
Song Pei choked to death and wanted to ask who said he won.
Fortunately, Song Pei wasn't serious, anyway, he could ask about these things later.
Song Pei fell backwards and muttered, "Sleep."