In the wind, frost and snow were flying, flames were rising, and the two poles of ice and fire intertwined to form the most brilliant light in the world. The sonorous and harsh sword fight also became pleasing to the eye among the petals scattered all over the garden, until the last sound of gold and iron clashed. When Ge came out, the hurricane of ice and fire collapsed, setting off peach blossoms all over the sky, dancing across the sky.
At this moment, everyone's eyes widened, because they all knew clearly that the outcome of the sword fight at the top of the field was already determined by this blow, and the decision was imminent.
"I failed!" No matter when or for whom, failure is always so hard to accept. Master Xiao Meng's face could not suppress a hint of sadness as he suddenly retreated.
"Your performance is already very good." Jiang Chen said with a smile: "The last opponent that made me so happy was Gai Nie, and that was before I broke through to the Holy Realm. I hope you will not remember this match. My own failure is my realization of the power of the Holy Realm.”
"Huh? Hateful praise and preaching." Master Xiaomeng snorted softly and returned the Qiuli Sword to its scabbard: "But I still want to thank you for letting me experience the power after breaking through the realm. I I will remember you... and commend you."
"Ha!" Jiang Chen also dispersed the flaming sword in his hand. With a wave of his hand, a force spread in all directions, erasing all traces of the battle.
"What a shocking sword fight. I was lucky enough to see it today. It really opened Fusu's eyes." The spectators came to their senses one after another. Young Master Fusu was the first to clapped his hands and praised. Then, he turned his head, Facing Fu Nian: "Mr. Fu Nian, how about having a banquet in this peach garden today?"
"Young Master has your orders, don't dare to disobey." Fu Nian responded immediately, then called the Confucian disciples over and held a banquet in the peach garden. As the head of Xiaoshengxian Manor, after Fusu took the throne, Fu Nian and Jiang Chen are on the left and right, and further down, they are divided into two columns. The left column is the main one, with Xunzi, Yan Lu, Zhang Liang and other Confucian scholars, while the right side is dominated by Master Xiaomeng and Chu Nan. Gong, Li Si, Xinghun, Gongsun Linglong, and Zhao Gao were seated in sequence.
After ten days of drinking, I heard Young Master Fusu say with a smile: "I heard that Xiaoshengxian Manor is the Confucian sect in the world. I took a trip today and what I saw and heard is indeed true."
"Young master, you are too praised." Fu Nian said quickly: "Our Little Sage Village is just adhering to the teachings of our Confucian ancestors, concentrating on studying, benefiting people and doing good, and fulfilling the duties of scholars!"
"Scholar? Ha!" Jiang Chen said calmly: "With the style of Little Sage Village in Songhai today, the prestige of Confucianism in the minds of scholars all over the world is not just limited to the word scholar?"
"Thank you, Lord Shangqing." Fu Nian took a deep look at Jiang Chen. While responding, he was secretly complaining in his heart. The moment the other party opened his mouth, he slapped Jiang Chen with a high hat. This was obviously not a good sign.
"Confucianism teaches its disciples to cultivate themselves, manage their families, govern their country, and bring peace to the world!" Li Si smiled and said, "His Majesty the Emperor has always put the world first, so even though His Majesty is far away in Xianyang, he still cares about Confucianism very much!"
"How dare your Majesty care about the humble reputation of Confucianism?" Fu Nian responded quickly. For some reason, the bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.
Sure enough, before he could finish his thoughts, he heard Gongsun Linglong laugh out loud: "Why should Mr. Fu Nian be so modest? Confucianism is famous all over the world, and even little girls have long heard that there are many famous people in Qilu who are knowledgeable and capable. He is good at eloquence, and Songhai's Confucians are among the best in the world, so he has traveled thousands of miles to learn the art of eloquence!"
"That's right." Li Si also said with a smile: "Everyone here is a well-educated person. It is indeed timely to discuss knowledge in the Little Sage Manor."
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in Taoyuan suddenly became tense. Because the art of debate is a very popular way of competing for knowledge among scholars. When the opinions of both parties are to the left and no one can convince the other, they will compete in front of everyone through topic debates. The winner will naturally be admired and admired by everyone, while the loser will be disgraced and shameless. Therefore, at this moment, everyone in Little Saint Xian Manor felt a strong sense of provocation.
Confucian people were not allowed to object, but Li Si said again: "The Master said: 'When three people are walking together, there must be one who is my teacher.' Since we want to debate harmony, we might as well invite all the Confucian disciples. Anyway, this place in the garden big enough."
"The Prime Minister is right." Fusu also said with a smile: "After all, although all of you who are doing this are well-known and well-educated people, everyone is different, and maybe there are better ones among the disciples. We can learn from each other's viewpoints, what do you think of Mr. Fu Nian?"
Seeing everyone's eyes on each other, Fu Nian's thoughts started to spin. He thought, anyway, the matter has reached a point where he has no choice. Since the other party said that he wanted to hear the views of Confucian disciples, why not let the disciples and Gongsun Linglong held a debate, and there were three benefits to doing so: first, even if he lost, no one in the world would say anything. After all, these Confucian disciples were still students, and Gongsun Linglong was a senior; second, he could Let those disciples know that there is heaven outside the world and there are people outside the world, so that each of them will not have much ability, but they are still arrogant. As for the third one, they can take this opportunity to understand the enemy so that they can have greater confidence in winning against them in the future. .
"What the Lord and Young Master said is true. In that case," after figuring out the subtleties involved, Fu Nian hurriedly said: "Zifang, go and inform all the disciples to come over!"
"Yes!" Zhang Liang immediately stood up and left.
Seeing that there was still some distance before the Confucian disciples gathered together, everyone was having a banquet again, but then they heard Fusu say: "Mr. Fu Nian, although the debate is elegant and interesting, Confucianism has always practiced the six arts. I heard that the three heroes of Qi and Lu were not only He has outstanding knowledge and is a world-famous master of swordsmanship, so in addition to debate today, I also want to have a sword debate with Guizhuang, what do you think?"
"This..." Fu Nian couldn't help but hesitate for a while when he heard the words. After all, the argument of debate is just talking about words, but the discussion of swords is different. Although it would not be possible in such an occasion. People were killed, but the sword had no eyes, so if one of them was not good, there would still be a risk of being disabled.
"What are Mr. Fu Nian worried about?" Jiang Chen said with a half-smile but not a smile: "Master Fusu has always been kind to others, and the challenge he proposed was just a competition of skills."
"What Jiang Shangqing said is true." Fusu said with a smile: "Pass on my order, this time the sword will be used to discuss the sword. Both sides of the contest must point to the point. Remember not to kill or seriously injure the opponent. Violators will be punished according to the laws of the Qin Dynasty. Severe punishment.”
"Here!" From Zhao Gao down, all the killers in the trap responded one after another.
The expression on Fu Nian's face changed. He knew that, just like before, he had no other choice from beginning to end, but he thought that since he had agreed to the argument before, why should he be afraid of another fight now
"That's all, that's all. Since the young master wants to compete, everyone in the Little Saint's Village below Fu Nian is willing to sacrifice his life to accompany him." The moment he spoke, he seemed to have been drained of all his strength. It has to be said that after being in charge of the Little Saint's Village for so long, he This is the first time I have encountered such an uncontrollable situation. This feeling of having nothing under control is not good at all.
"Very good!" Fusu laughed and said, "Mr. Fu Nian is indeed worthy of being the head of Xiaoshengxian Village. He is cheerful and cheerful. I hope that the Confucian hero will perform well in the future."
Mr. Fu Nian said: "My subordinates are all elite masters of the Great Qin Empire. If we have the opportunity to learn from him this time, we will naturally do our best. However, we are all scholars after all. We have always focused on studying and practicing martial arts only for Strengthen your body, and if you cannot win, please don’t blame me, sir.”
"Victory and defeat are commonplace in martial arts competitions, so why should we blame others?" Fusu smiled and responded, "Don't worry, Mr. Fu Nian, but I won't deliberately embarrass Confucianism over such a trivial matter."
"Young Master is generous." The moment Fu Nian responded, the worried look on his face suddenly relaxed. At this moment, Zhang Liang led all the Confucian disciples in the Little Sage Village to gather together. Not only that, Shao Yu, Tian Ming, Xiao Li, Gao Lan and others also put on the clothes of Confucian disciples and joined in the crowd.
Looking at these young Confucian disciples in front of him, Li Si couldn't help but have a flash of contempt on his face, and then he raised his voice and said: "Since everyone is here, let's start the debate. I also ask the young master to propose a question." .”
Fusu said: "The first scene is about flying birds."
As soon as he finished speaking, a tall young man stood up among the Confucian disciples: "I am a Confucian disciple, and I would like to argue with Mr. Gongsun!"
"Zimu, you are such a handsome young man." Gongsun Linglong responded with a sweet smile: "However, I will not show mercy to you because of this. Listen carefully, my opening question is, Mr. Zimu, I don't know Do you know about flying birds?"
"Of course I know." Zimu responded without hesitation.
Gongsun Linglong didn't take it seriously, and immediately asked with a smile: "I don't know, Mr. Zimu, do you know whether this bird in the sky is happy or unhappy?"
"Uh..." After being stunned for a moment, Zimu immediately reacted and asked without answering: "Does Sir know about the happiness of flying birds?"
"certainly."
Seeing Gongsun Linglong's response, Zimu felt secretly happy, and immediately asked: "Are you happy or unhappy?"
"Of course it's happy."
"Ha!" Hearing this, Zimu couldn't help but laugh and said: "I'm afraid you are joking, sir. If you are not a bird, how can you know the happiness of a bird?"
"Oh?" Gongsun Linglong exclaimed, "What? If it's not a bird, then it's impossible to know the happiness of a bird?"
"That's natural." Zimu said with a smile: "Sir, you are not a bird, but you say you know the happiness of birds. Isn't it ridiculous?"
"Is it really ridiculous?" Gongsun Linglong laughed sweetly: "That brother is not me, but he asserts that I don't know the happiness of birds. If not, what is this?"
"This... this..."