Mufu
The two supported Zhou Changmei to go inside to rest, and Mu Xianjun's face sank when he returned to his home. The first thing he did after entering the door was to go back to his room and change a piece of clothes. The hole the size of a grain of rice in his chest had become his nightmare. He didn't dare to look down, let alone let others see it.
After entering the room, Mu Xianjun took off his clothes and didn't take another look. Then he ordered the serving maid to take it out and burn it. The little maid didn't know what happened, she was too scared to speak, and ran out to deal with it with her clothes in her arms.
After changing into a suit of clothes, Mu Xianjun stood in front of the bronze mirror and stared at himself in silence for ten minutes.
Then he made himself in the mirror smile, with a kind and gentle smile on his face again. He walked out of the room, smiling and nodding to the servants. Occasionally, one or two quacks who came to the backyard greeted him, and he responded with a smile, as if nothing had happened.
He changed into a white robe with a fluttering gown, which attracted the attention of the little maids.
Walking to the door of Mu Guangling's study, Mu Xianjun took a deep breath, pushed the door open and walked in. At this moment, he told himself that he had to forget the past.
In fact, he himself knew very well that no matter how strong Fang Jie was, he would not be able to humiliate Zhou Changmei so easily. Mu Xianjun understands how high Zhou Changmei's cultivation is. It is precisely because of his high cultivation that he is so arrogant that he is defiant and feels that he has the chance to win.
But this happened to be the case, which gave people the opportunity to slap them easily.
If Zhou Changmei's idea at the beginning was to stretch out his hand to slap Fang Jie's face, then what he showed was to stretch out his face to be slapped.
Mu Xianjun knew what was wrong in his heart, and knew that resentment and fear might become his own demons. He is a person with a very flexible mind, and he knows that the biggest obstacle for a practitioner is often what he thinks in his mind. There are so many amazing young heroes who have fallen down because they couldn't get over that hurdle in their hearts.
Take Zhou Changmei as an example, if it weren't for the fact that...
When he reached this point, he had to stop his thoughts, and walked into the study, planning to tell Mu Guangling about going to see Fang Jie this time.
"I already know."
Mu Guangling, who was sitting behind the desk and flipping through an ancient book, did not look up, and said in a very flat tone: "Zhou Changmei has become more and more eccentric since the incident twenty years ago. I once told Su Yang that this person’s heart is becoming more and more narrow, and something will happen sooner or later. This time, Fang Jie didn’t kill him directly, not because of Fang Jie’s benevolence, but because this is Dongjiang, because you are my son, because I am Mu Guangling."
Mu Guangling pointed to a stack of papers on the table: "Before you go out, I asked you to read these things carefully, but you obviously didn't. The things that people collect about Fang Jie are true and false, but if you look carefully, you can analyze a person's character. Only by understanding a person's character can you understand how to deal with this person... Juner, you guys The year went so smoothly, I actually ignored the truth that a person who goes too smoothly will inevitably be frivolous, and I blame my father for not reminding you."
"Father."
Mu Xianjun bowed his head and said: "Only after one incident can one gain wisdom. My child knows where my mistakes are."
"I know you're smart."
Mu Guangling raised his head and glanced at Mu Xianjun: "Since I sent you to Penglai Sect 20 years ago, I have always been very satisfied with your performance. Penglai Sect cannot do without the support of Mu Mansion, so whether it is Su Yang or Zhou Changmei People who hold you up hold you up... I was a little worried at first, because the ones you hold up often hurt you when you fall. But you didn't disappoint me, you didn't lose yourself at the height you held up, very good."
He said slowly: "You should know that some pride is illusory, it is painted for you by others, it is a painting... You are the most important stroke in that painting, and the rest are done for you People of the Penglai Sect must draw such a picture, but you can’t regard yourself as the person in that picture.”
"The child understands!"
Mu Xianjun nodded.
Mu Guangling smiled: "So I don't plan to blame you, I'm proud of you."
Mu Xianjun's nose was a little sore, and he smiled: "Father... But this Fang Xie is really not to be underestimated. His way of cultivation is very weird. Zhou Changmei's realm is definitely in the enlightened state, but he fell into Fang Xie unconsciously." The trick... It's not that Zhou Changmei's cultivation is not as good as Fang Xie's, but because the other party's method of Xie is not understood."
"Then find out."
Mu Guangling said calmly.
"yes."
Mu Xianjun bowed his head: "If you don't understand, you won't succeed."
Mu Guangling smiled and asked, "Jun'er, do you know what is the best way to defeat someone?"
Mu Xianjun was silent for a long time, and after negating several answers in his heart, he finally found a glimmer of light. He raised his head and looked at his father, Duke Mu, who was called a true gentleman by the people of Dongjiang.
"I know my father, the best way to defeat a person is...be his friend."
Mu Guangling lowered his head and continued to read without saying anything.
Mu Xianjun exited the study and left. When he went out, he took a deep breath and told himself that he must forget the hole the size of a grain of rice in his heart. Forget Zhou Changmei's almost useless pair of feet and one hand.
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Sitting on the bed, Zhou Changmei looked at his feet that were wrapped like zongzi, as well as his right hand. Since he started practicing, he had never encountered such a setback in Dongjiang. He has gone through the process of Penglai School's transformation from pure-minded and elegant to prosperous, so he has naturally experienced many struggles. It was precisely because of his victories again and again that he didn't take Fang Jie seriously.
"You too, how old are you?"
Su Yang looked at him and sighed: "I know you are right to stand up for Mr. Mu Xian. Without the Mu family, our Penglai sect would not be able to succeed. Only when the Mu family reaches that point in the end will our Penglai Mountain become The next Qingle Mountain, even beyond Qingle Mountain. But there are some things, you can't be in such a hurry."
"I was careless."
A hint of ruthlessness flashed across Zhou Changmei's brows: "Fang Jie didn't do anything wrong. Although my injuries look serious, they are all flesh wounds, and it will be fine after a while. This just shows that this person cares about us." I am afraid, if he is as arrogant as the rumors say he was in the southwest, he might take the opportunity to kill me. Since he is afraid of us, it will be easier next time."
"You have such a temper!"
Su Yang rolled his eyes at him, then walked to the door and closed the door.
"You are really stubborn."
When Su Yang came back, he sat on the head of the bed and said in a very low voice, "Tell me, why do we attach ourselves to the Mu Mansion?"
Zhou Changmei was stunned, and then he said in a puzzled way: "Didn't senior brother just say that if we want to develop the Penglai Sect, we have to be attached to the Mu Mansion. We can only be successful if the Mu Mansion succeeds. ask me?"
"That's right, this is why we are attached to the Mu Mansion."
Su Yang said: "It is because you understand this that I feel angry for doing such a stupid thing... We are attached to the Mu family because the Mu family is strong. In other words, if there is no Mu family in Dongjiang but other families are in power , then we have to rely on other families, so it doesn't matter which family it is, what matters is that it is strong enough."
After saying this, Zhou Changmei's face obviously changed: "I still don't understand what Senior Brother means."
"In fact, you already understand, it's just that you are too straightforward and you will take revenge if you have a grudge, and you don't want to admit it... The Mu Mansion is indeed very strong. If our Penglai Sect wants to get out of the Eastern Border, we must rely on the Mu Mansion. But after we get out of the Eastern Border The world of the Central Plains is even wider... After the Mu Mansion enters the Central Plains, will it still be as dominant as it is in the Eastern Xinjiang? At that time, it will be faced with the families in the south of the Yangtze River, the court personnel in the north of the Jiangxi, and the rebels from all walks of life... The Mu family has no certainty of victory."
Zhou Changmei was silent for a while and then sighed: "I understand brother, I will pay attention to it in the future."
"Um."
Su Yang nodded: "We are attached to the Mu Mansion, and we want to go out. After we go out, is it still necessary to be tied to the Mu Mansion? At that time, we have a lot of choices. Don't talk about others, just It is said that Fang Xie's Black Banner Army is strong in the southwest of the Great Sui Dynasty, and it is by no means inferior to the Mu Mansion's control in the eastern border. Even if Mu Guangling dare not kill Fang Jie on his own territory, how can you be that early bird? "
Zhou Chang blushed: "I was too hasty, I didn't think so much."
"After we walk out..."
Su Yang said: "There are too many people who can help our Penglai Sect. How can you be sure that the Black Banner Army is not the future backer? When talking with Mu Guangling last time, he accidentally revealed something... Da Sui's The little emperor is dead, that's why the eldest princess fled to the Black Banner Army. What does this mean?"
"Whoever has a member of the Great Sui royal family will be able to be more upright. The Black Banner Army obviously took the lead, and what will happen in the future is at least clearer than that of the Mu Mansion. Besides, the imperial army is now the The mysterious Iron Armored General is in control, and although Mu Guangling doesn't say who that person is, it's obviously extremely difficult, and the Mu family has no experience in fighting these people, and after arriving in the Central Plains, it's not as good as the Black Banner Army at all."
"So, you are really unwise this time."
Su Yang patted him on the shoulder: "Next time, be smarter. The future of our sect depends on you and me. Since you have chosen a different path from the patriarch, you have to be careful every step of the way. The patriarch only needs to put It is enough to lock ourselves up on Penglai Island, but what we have to face... is the whole world!"
"Need to show favor to Fang Jie?"
Zhou Changmei asked.
"That's not enough."
Su Yangdao: "As long as you haven't left Dongjiang, you will naturally respect the Mu family. Just look at Mu Guangling's attitude. We can act according to his attitude. But remember, even if Mu Guangling wants to kill Fang Jie, we can't do anything." It must not be done by our Penglai sect! If Fang Jie died at the hands of our Penglai sect, then our road will be difficult in the future. Have you forgotten that Fang Jie has a different relationship with the forces in the Central Plains. This time, there was a fat man in a Taoist robe who accompanied him to the eastern border. Nine out of ten it was Xiang Qingniu, the head teacher of Qingle Mountain... He and Fang Jie are close friends, don't underestimate a sect that can become the leader of the world ah."
"I remember."
Zhou Changmei took a deep breath: "Just sit and watch the changes."
"right."
Su Yang smiled: "That's it, just sit back and watch the changes!"
He stood up and rubbed his wrinkled temples: "The past generations of headmasters have lived a life without desires and desires, so it is simple. But now the desires in your heart and mine have blossomed and borne fruit, this road is not easy .To stand apart from the world only needs a closed place. To fight against the world... Every step is bloody."
"Compete with the world..."
Zhou Changmei repeated it in a murmur, hope flashed in his eyes: "If we can fight to the end, how beautiful would it be?"
"Very beautiful."
Su Yang said: "But the premise is that you must go to the end. The process is not beautiful at all... the most ugly and bloody."