Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

The sword with its sheath was inserted directly into the bluestone ground in front of him, more than four inches into the ground, and the straight tree stood in front of Li Yuan.

"How is it? Come and play?"

Wang Xuebin's sword-throwing movements are easy to grasp, but it's unbelievable to watch.

Until someone exclaimed.

"Ah! This person is Wang Guanlan who broke the bluestone with his sword!!!"

The shout came from the crowd watching the ceremony. When the person shouted, everyone also remembered the message about this matter. They didn't care at first, but after seeing this situation, everyone suddenly felt that the rumors may not be untrue!

Discussions began in the hall.

Standing in the center of the hall, Li Yuan's face turned blue and red, very exciting.

He waved his long sleeves, ignored Wang Xuebin, turned his head to look at the people in the hall, and shouted loudly:

"What qualifications do you have to be the leader of the princes?"

Wang Xuebin stepped over the table in one step, pulled out the sword stuck on the ground, took two steps forward, stared at Li Yuan and said:

"Do you know that when a man gets angry, his blood will splatter three feet?"

Li Yuan looked at Wang Xuebin, felt the overwhelming power emanating from him, and took two steps back in shock.

Wang Xuebin didn't stop, he took another step forward and said:

"Do you know that within a short distance, there are as many people as enemies?"

Li Yuan took another step back, and shouted fiercely:

"Hmph! Did you know that when the emperor was angry, he would lay down millions of corpses?"

Wang Xuebin laughed out loud when he heard the words:

"Hahahaha! Son of Heaven? The Son of Heaven has collapsed! What? You Chu Guochunshen Jun want to compare yourself to the Son of Heaven? Or do you, Li Yuan, have such lofty ambitions? Then I really have to look up to you!"

Li Yuan was so overwhelmed by Wang Xuebin's aura that he could not speak, his mind was full of illusions, and he almost collapsed.

This is the research result of Wang Xuebin's integration of his own momentum into the magic fear technique. This is the first experiment on humans. He has scared rabbits, goats, and bamboo rats to death before, all of them died of fright.

He is now silently testing the pressure on Li Yuan, wanting to see how far he will go to scare people to death.

No one in the hall noticed Li Yuan's strangeness, except Mr. Longyang.

He was always paying attention to Wang Xuebin's expression, and found that there was no anger in his eyes, but only inquiry and curiosity. Looking at Li Yuan's blue face, he suddenly knew that there was something different.

He stood up quickly, walked to Wang Xuebin, pretending to be relaxed and said:

"Brother Guanlan, this person is nothing more than a disciple of Lord Chunshen, why should Guanlan argue with him!"

Wang Xuebin turned his head when he heard the words, and although Longyang Jun's expression was relaxed, his eyes were full of pleading, and there was also a hint of sadness in his voice, he sighed in his heart, and lost his momentum.

Regardless of Li Yuan who was slumped on the ground, he looked at Long Yang and said:

"Today, for the sake of Long Yang's face, he will take his life. You and I are sincere friends, there is no need to do this!"

After speaking, he turned to look at the public.

"Today is the State of Wei's Political Discussion Conference. It is hard to predict what happened. Since I have stepped forward, I will naturally not back down. Is there anyone willing to compete with me to rule the roost?"

As soon as Wang Xuebin's voice fell, the hall was silent again. At first they didn't notice anything unusual, but after being reminded by Lord Longyang, they all noticed that something was wrong with Li Yuan.

Hearing what Wang Xuebin said, he was immediately terrified.

All his life?

Does that mean that Li Yuan's life can be taken without even moving a hand?

What do you mean?

Does the world still belong to Newton's tube?

oh!By the way, Newton wasn't born yet!

never mind!

No one spoke in the hall.

They are nobles but not fools. Li Yuan is not in a daze but they are not in a daze. Why do they have grudges for no reason? It's too late to win over such people!

To offend?

Too long!

Everyone said:

"Don't dare to dare, Gongsun You of the Lower Yan Kingdom, I have seen Brother Guanlan!"

"Brother Guanlan is really majestic, it makes me, the Korean swordsman Guan Ziji, feel ashamed!"

......

The hall suddenly became lively, Wang Xuebin saw this and said quickly:

"Everyone, please take your seats. I'll be waiting for an exchange after the political discussion meeting is over."

As she said that, she turned her head to look at Ji Yanran and said:

"Girl, drag this person out, move a few more desks, and place them on the stage. Mr. Zhu, please take a seat!"

Saying that, he handed the sword back casually.

This sword was originally used as an ornament to set off his heroic spirit, but it turned out that swords were not allowed at the political conference. If you want to discuss martial arts, you have to have a wooden sword that has been prepared long ago.

Wang Xuebin actually wanted a wooden sword when he reached out his hand just now, because a wooden sword stuck on the ground can better show his ability

But he didn't expect Ji Yanran to bring this sword, he didn't choose it, he just used this sword to scare people, there is actually no difference between the two to him.

Ji Yanran, who was flushed, heard Wang Xuebin's order, nodded obediently, ordered the servant, and left with the sword in her hand.

At this time, she was even more beautiful and charming, but unfortunately no one came to appreciate it, and everyone's attention was on Wang Xuebin.

In this era, power is the eternal pursuit of men, and beauty is just an embellishment on the journey, everyone can clearly understand it.

Wang Xuebin's force can bring power. For the sake of power, beauties can be abandoned at any time. Lovers who love beauties but do not love the world will only appear in novels. In the real world, people want all beauties in the world.

If you can only choose one of the two, then the beauty is often the one who is abandoned!

The servants brought some cases and put them on the stage, Wang Xuebin directly took over Ji Yanran's task when encountering resistance, and went up to the stage to salute several gentlemen.

"My lord, Wang Guanlan, be polite!"

The three people on the stage are not ordinary people, and they have no fear on their faces.

"Your Majesty is very polite!"

After Wang Xuebin gave the gift, he said with high spirits:

"Today coincides with this opportunity. It's a great fortune to be able to meet a few famous scholars. The discussion on political affairs starts with the word "Discussion."

The three looked at each other and replied confidently:

"Stick what you want!"

Wang Xuebin smiled slightly, turned his head to look at the audience and asked:

"At today's conference, all the scholars are emphatically studying Confucianism, Mohism, and Taoism, and all of them are preaching on the stage. I don't know if someone from the Legalists will come?"

At this time, a person stood up from the audience, raised his hand and said:

"The legalists in the lower Qi state have applied for orders, met Mr. Wang, met the three gentlemen, and met all of you!"

Wang Xuebin looked at Shen Buling and asked with a smile:

"Is your honor willing to preach on stage?"

As he spoke, he turned sideways and wanted to get out of the front desk.

Na Shen Buling saluted with both hands, bowed and said:

"Sir, I'm ashamed of what you said. With my husband here, how can I get my turn to preach?"

Wang Xuebin was thoughtful when he heard the words.

"You met Han Fei?"

To be able to say this, it is both Qi State and Legalist, so it is hard not to be associated with Han Fei.

As expected, Shen Buling nodded solemnly.

"I once asked Mr. Han about the shortcomings of Legalism. Mr. Han once mentioned Mr.'s words to me, and I highly respected what you said. This time, when I came to Wei, I also heard about Mr.'s place, so I came here to ask for advice!"

It was only then that several people on the stage looked at Wang Xuebin squarely. They originally thought that Wang Xuebin was a common man who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and they wanted to use them to make a name for themselves on stage.

They have also made up their minds that even if they die on stage today, they will not be able to shame their own theory, so they are determined to die!

But I didn't expect this person to be a generation with both civil and military skills, and my heart was relieved. If it is not reasonable, they think they will worship. If they are coerced by force, then I am sorry, and they would rather die than surrender!

Wang Xuebin didn't know what they were thinking, looked at Shen Buling, stretched out his hand and said:

"I don't dare to ask for advice, let's discuss politics together on stage! Please!"

Shen Buling did not hesitate, bowed to everyone, and walked forward.

Wang Xuebin looked at the audience, raised his head and asked loudly:

"Which other theory wants to go forward to preach?"

No one answered.

Wang Xuebin didn't care, and repeated it again.

"Which other theory wants to go forward to preach!"

It was still all quiet.

Wang Xuebin looked around for a week and repeated it again.

"Which other theory wants to go forward to preach!!!"

Everyone in the audience was looking forward to it, Ji Yanran picked up the bamboo slips, ran to Wang Xuebin's side to set up the table, put her pen in her hands, and waited for the lecture.

Finally, Wang Xuebin took a deep breath and said loudly:

"Since no one is on stage to preach, let me wait here today to discuss politics and discuss the learning of a hundred schools of thought!"

"Everyone! Please!"

"Please!"

Chapter 163 On Political Conference ([-]) On Confucianism and Mohism

The five people on the stage sat down respectively, and a maid immediately brought tea.

The five people took the tea and saluted.

Everyone in the audience was looking forward to it. This grand occasion was not something that can be encountered casually, so they were all waiting for the five people on the stage to talk about it.

Wang Xuebin took a sip and put it gently by his hand.

First of all, he looked at Liang Zizheng, and asked with a smile:

"Mr. Zizheng is from the Xihe School?"

Liang Zizheng put down his teacup upon hearing the words, and said solemnly:

"I have studied the classics of Confucius and Mencius since I was a child, and I have the honor to join the Xihe School, and study under Mr. Zihua!"

Wang Xuebin smiled slightly, leaned forward slightly, and said with emotion:

"In my opinion, what Mr. said really doesn't look like someone from the Xihe School!"

Others were very curious when they heard the words. For them, Confucianism is nothing more than the way of Confucius and Mencius. As for the various schools within Confucianism, they don't know much about it.

Liang Zi was slightly startled when he heard the words, then nodded and admitted:

"When I bowed down to Mr. Zihua's disciples, my husband was over sixty years old, and most of what I learned was self-study. What's wrong? Are there any omissions?"

Wang Xuebin smiled slightly when he heard the words, and shook his head.

"Otherwise, what you just said is the way of ritual and music, but Mr. Zixia's study of Xihe did not abide by the way of Confucius like Yan Zi and Zeng Zi did. Do you know?"

Liang Zizheng frowned when he heard this, and stared at Wang Xuebin.

Wang Xuebin didn't care, and continued:

"Mr. Zixia doesn't advocate self-denial and return to propriety, but the politics of the world, do you know?"