Heart Survey

Chapter 1290
"You call this 'debating scriptures'?!"

When Jiang Wang looked back on horseback, he saw a young scholar with a pair of big and small eyes.

This person came from a golden distance, dressed in a Confucian shirt and carrying a bookcase, very typical Confucian dress for studying abroad, looking at him with a frown.

It was really embarrassing for Li Gui to meet Li Kui.

Fortunately, Jiang Wang was wearing a cloak, so people would not be able to see his face, so he snorted coldly and steered his horse away arrogantly to show that he didn't bother to care about this person.

"Hey!" The man swayed and stopped in front of the horse: "Don't go, you just teased the little girl, isn't it very exciting? You want to debate the scriptures, I will argue with you!"

With a sneer on his face, he said, "But first I have to teach you what 'debating scriptures' is!"

Jiang Wang thought that he didn't seem to be teasing the little girl, but was "debating the scriptures" very seriously, but the other party had too much sense of justice, so he let him go.

Without saying a word, he continued to steer the horse and turn.

The scholar flickered, and stopped in front of the horse again, with a smile that was not a smile: "Confucian students of my generation should not be afraid to exchange ideas when going out. Why do you keep leaving? I don't know which academy you came from? Which great Confucianist did you study under? ? Which one is this scripture?"

I don't understand what the scriptures are not.

Jiang Wang was very annoyed, and said casually: "I'm from Qingya Academy, okay? I don't have time to argue with you today, so don't let it go!"

"Hey~ What a coincidence!" The Confucian scholar said very proudly: "Zongwen below is a student of Qingya Academy! Your Excellency may as well take off your cloak, so we brothers and sisters can get to know each other better?"

He bit the accent on "Senior brother", obviously believing that Jiang Wang is the treacherous person who ruined the reputation of Confucian disciples, and he stretched out his hand to lift the cloak.

Jiang Wang Yuma took a few steps back: "This fellow Taoist, speak as you speak, don't move!"

"Ha! You've become a fellow Taoist again? At least you call yourself a 'dear brother' or something, so you look a little bit better." Fang Zongwen rushed forward aggressively: "Is it shameful for you to refuse to take off your cloak? Where did the monster come from? Also pretend to be a Confucian disciple!"

Jiang Wang said he was no good, and began to roll up his sleeves: "You really want to argue with me?"

"Oh, what's the matter?" Fang Zongwen also rolled up his sleeves imposingly, and said with a sneer, "You want to do something if you can't say it? A guilty conscience? Do you know which six arts are the six arts of a gentleman... ah!"

While speaking, he was punched in the right eye.

boom!
Then there is the left eye.

When his eyes went black, he was punched in the abdomen again, and his whole body bowed on the ground, as if the whole world began to bend.Another uppercut hit the chin, and the world became flat again...

After a while of crackling.

Fang Zongwen was lying on the grass with a bruised nose and a swollen face, looking at the sky blankly.The bookcase fell apart, and the books were scattered all over the place.

There is also a copy of "Spring and Autumn Fanlu", which is the book that Jiang Wang didn't buy, so he picked it up.

He casually said: "Brother, brother won the 'Debating Classics', so you don't have anything to say. I will lend you a book and return it to you after reading it."

These engraved classics can be bought everywhere, do not involve any knowledge of practice, and are not expensive.

Fang Zongwen didn't speak, it seemed that he had acquiesced.

Jiang Wang nodded in satisfaction, got on his horse and headed east.

He didn't hit hard, the opponent looked miserable, but in fact they were all flesh wounds, and he would be alive and kicking after a while.Lying there and refusing to get up now is purely out of self-esteem.

It was easy to return the book, since Fang Zongwen was also a student of Qingya Academy, he just returned it to Xu Xiangqian later.

Read books, ride horses, beat people up.

What a joy to live!

Also known as "Shenjing Lake", the Sky Mirror is the center of the entire eastern grassland.The Supreme Royal Court of the Mu Kingdom is right next to the Mirror of Heaven.

Jiang Wang started from Xiyue Bamboo Forest, and the first thing he entered was the southwest of the grassland, so he had to go east at this time.

Speaking of which, the war between Musheng and Musheng did not seem to have affected the grassland at all, and the life of the herdsmen was still peaceful.To some extent, this also reflects the national power gap between Musheng and Musheng.

I'm afraid that the boundless grassland may become tense until Jing Guo actually sends troops into the arena.

And how much Jing Guo can invest in Sheng Guo, Qi Guo's attitude is very important...

Jiang Wang put these thoughts behind him and continued to move forward.

On the way, I passed the house of the girl with freckles on her face—it was a big yurt.It also looks more conspicuous in this tribe, which shows that her family background is not bad, and she is one of the best in the tribe.

At that time, the herdsman girl was brushing the horse in front of the yurt, looking at the galloping bay red horse with eager eyes.

But since the "deal" failed earlier, she didn't say anything at the moment.

Not to mention the idea of ​​gathering clansmen to plunder, although many young and strong men are at home at this time, it is enough to teach people a lesson...

Grassland people have a direct personality, they can speak up when they like it, and say what they want, but at the same time, grassland people also have the rules of grassland people,

It is the horse bandits who wantonly plunder and commit evil, not the children of Cangtu God.

The feeling of riding a horse on the grassland is very enjoyable.

The sky is clear, the eyes are golden, and the mood is also open.

Jiang Wang was thinking about what would happen after meeting Zhao Rucheng and Uncle Deng, with a smile on his face, when suddenly his vision dimmed, and the whole sky darkened!
In an instant, the frost clouds overwhelmed the top, and in an instant it was snowing.

The temperature plummeted.

At the same time, there was a roar that shook the world.

There is a vast expanse of whiteness in the distance, and it is difficult to see five fingers when you stretch out your hand.

White hair wind!
"Baimaofeng" means that in winter, the strong wind blows the snow, often sweeping the sky.

It is one of the disasters most feared by herdsmen.

But now it is autumn, how can there be a white hair wind?
And the snow fell so suddenly, and the wind blew so abruptly!

The claret horse was trembling under its crotch, its mane was flitting around a moment ago, and it was majestic and vigorous. At this moment, it was already kneeling on the ground, awed by the power of heaven and earth.

Jiang Wang lifted it up, turned around and flew away.

There must be a reason behind the sudden appearance of Baimaofeng on this scale.

There are strong men on the grassland, and Jiang Wang, who hides his identity, doesn't want to cause any trouble.

But the small tribe that just passed by didn't have any extraordinary power, so it was obviously impossible to withstand such a sudden white hair wind.

He couldn't ignore it when he had the energy to spare.

……

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Wuyan Lanzhu is the legitimate daughter of the patriarch of the Chaha tribe, and their tribe belongs to the Huerian tribe.

The Tu family who went up from Hu Erlian was the most noble true blood tribe on the grassland.

She was brushing the horses well, but after brushing the horses, she had to continue to feed the cows.

These were her cattle, her horses, her dowry, and she had to take good care of them.

But all of a sudden, the sky is dim and the earth is dark, and the surrounding fields are already white!
How could she not know, it was the white hair wind coming!

But the white-haired wind only appeared in winter, and in her memory, it was the first time it appeared in autumn, and she was completely unprepared.

And before the white hair wind came, most of the monks in the court of the supreme king would be notified in advance, so that they could arrange all the cattle and sheep.

Wuyan Lanzhu was stunned in front of the yurt, motionless, her heart as cold as ice.

The cattle are over, the sheep are over, the dowry is over, and the tribe is over!

In the midst of extreme fear and powerlessness, she suddenly saw a figure descending from the sky with a big red horse in his hand, stopping in front of the snowstorm!
The man even lifted the horse.

It was the weird man who dropped the book bag with her.

Seeing him at this time, he just put the bay red horse behind him, stretched out his hand to press——

The sky was full of wind and snow, but he actually stopped for him!

(End of this chapter)