Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

Qi State Jixia School of Literature and Taoism lineage, since the sacrifice of wine Xunzi died, the great sage Zou Yan left, no more famous people stayed to preach.

However, Cao Qiudao, the swordsman of the martial arts line, was defeated by an unknown female swordsman, and his reputation was not as good as before.

The combination of the two has caused the reputation of Jixia Academy to decline, and it only relies on its foundation to maintain an empty shelf, and it will collapse suddenly at some point.

The decline of the Jixia Academy means that there is one less promotion channel for ordinary people. At this time, Wei's political discussion conference is particularly conspicuous.

This demonstration meeting was unprecedentedly grand, and scholars and celebrities from all over the world, regardless of whether they had received an invitation or not, came to Wei State to participate in the meeting.

Wei Guo Longyang also did not foresee such a grand scene, lack of preparation, it is inevitable that there will be omissions.

The situation that Wang Xuebin and the others met was one of the omissions.

In recent days, the number of people in Wei has increased sharply, and dragons and snakes have mixed together. Naturally, there are few strong bandits who have to know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.

This place is not far from Daliang, and the manpower for maintaining law and order has been transferred to the capital, and in a moment of emptiness, these bandits took advantage of the loophole.

These bandits are also very shrewd, and they will do what they can to rob houses.

When encountering people with large numbers of people, they will also stay away. Only these scholars who are light and easy to ride are their targets.

This kind of people has a small fortune and can support them to study in various countries, but they are not rich and wealthy, they can go to the heavens and incur revenge for the bandits.

This kind of crowd of different levels is the favorite source of income for bandits!

There were 12 people in this group of robbers, four were strong men, two were sick and disabled, two were women, and the rest were all juveniles.

The weapons in their hands were also of different styles, the four men were holding sharpened bamboo spears, the young man and the sick were holding wooden sticks, and only the two women were holding rusty bronze swords, gesticulating clumsily.

The 12 of them are all a family, the four men and the two sick and disabled are siblings, the two women are the wives of their six brothers, and the four children were born and raised by them, but it is impossible to tell who was born by whom. batch!

These people first asked the sick and disabled to beg with their children, and when they met a suitable target, they surrounded by a swarm of bees and showed their fangs.

It's a pity that this time they encountered a tough problem, and they lost their wealth and lives!

"Be more active, don't be greedy, and leave as soon as you touch it, this is the rule of attacking the strong with the weak!"

Four big men were lying on the side holding their stomachs, the two sick and disabled were silent, and the woman holding the rusty sword was restrained by Yuan Zong, struggling unceasingly. Political fight.

I saw Zhao Zheng holding a sharp knife and looking cautiously at the four teenagers in front of him.

This wasn't the first fight he had experienced. It took him less than a month to transform from an inexperienced dandy to a swordsman with seven hands.

This month's experience made him deeply feel the darkness of the world, and made him understand that this is a world that eats people!

Looking at the four teenagers who were about his age in front of him, he didn't have any sympathy in his heart. He knew that the four people in front of him had killed more people than him!

Zhao Zheng sideways dodged a stick blow from one person, and he swung the sword in his hand, and then he took a step, pushing the sword forward and slashing forward.

The young man with the stick hit nothing with his stick, and then his wrist was cut off by Zhao Zheng's fierce sword.

The boy let out a stern scream, and could no longer hold the stick.

After all, the young man was a ruthless guy. Although his face was full of tears, he used his bone to get stuck in the sword, and he held on to death. Seeing this, his three brothers also raised their sticks and hit Zhao Zheng hard on the forehead. Smash it hard.

The sword edge got stuck in the boy's bone, Zhao Zheng yanked twice desperately, but couldn't get it out.

Reluctantly, a lazy donkey rolled, dodged the stick, and ran to Wang Xuebin's side, hugging his thigh and refusing to let go!

Seeing that Zhao Zheng hid beside the killing god, the three teenagers hesitated and dared not go forward.

Wang Xuebin didn't care about them, looked down at Zhao Zheng who was baring his teeth in front of him, and shook his head speechlessly.

"Brother Yuan, send them on their way!"

Yuan Zong also nodded with a smile when he heard Wang Xuebin's instructions.

As soon as he spit out the strength in his hands, the two people he restrained died.

Wang Xuebin also waved his hand casually, and a few iron rods pierced the arteries of the bandits. In just a moment, there were no survivors in the field!

"What's the matter? Isn't our Mr. Zhao very capable? Why can't we even beat four teenagers with sticks?"

Hearing this, Zhao Zheng couldn't help retorting:

"Master is still talking sarcasticly. I am your apprentice. I can't beat the bandits. Haven't I fallen into your prestige? After learning your kung fu, I can't even beat four children. Could it be that the master is hiding something?"

Hearing Zhao Zheng's words, Wang Xuebin couldn't help rolling his eyes, and Yuan Zong, who was handling the corpse, also laughed.

"I'll teach you? I'll teach you to meditate and practice Qi, but you practice it. Every day, you play around with the swordsmanship that your Master Yuan taught you. Now that you can't beat others, you blame me, Master? You really don't suffer! "

"Hahahaha!"

Yuan Zong laughed even more happily when he heard this.

Zhao Zheng said plausibly:

"Master still wants to scare me. Sitting there panting every day, I can become a master? My disciple also learned swordsmanship back then, how could he not be able to tell good from bad? I think Master dislikes disciple's blunt temper and wants to polish disciple It’s my temperament, master said it directly, and my disciple is not a person who doesn’t know what is good or bad!”

"Hehe! Love to learn but not to learn!"

Wang Xuebin sneered and drew a fireball, which burned all the corpses in an instant, turned his head and got into the car.

Seeing this, Zhao Zheng naturally followed up:

"What did the master say? How could the disciple not learn what the master taught? The disciple just wants the master to be sincere. Don't deceive the disciple like a child!"

Yuan Zong followed at the end, smiling all the time. Ever since Zhao Zheng got to know Wang Xuebin's character, he became relaxed. What he likes most every day is bickering with Wang Xuebin.

He doesn't disobey his master either, he does what the master says, but when he does it, he always argues with Wang Xuebin with his own fallacies.

From then on, the master and apprentice started a tumultuous career, which made Yuanzong see a lot of jokes!

Yuan Zong followed and got into the carriage at the end, looked at Zhao Zheng's non-stop small mouth, laughed and said:

"Haha, it's no wonder that you are your master's apprentice, and you have the demeanor of your master. That's how your master pointed out the world at the Political Discussion Conference back then. If you want me to say, your master is good everywhere, except that he has more mouths and can speak! "

With that said, he glanced at Wang Xuebin, who had a bad complexion, and continued:

"If you want to catch up with your master, you have to start practicing from now on. Maybe this political conference is your chance to make a name for yourself!"

Wang Xuebin couldn't help but rolled his eyes again, ignoring them both.

Zhao Zheng, who was at the side, became interested, and leaned over to Yuanzong's side, and asked earnestly:

"Master Yuan, what happened when my master participated in the political discussion conference, please tell me about it!"

Yuanzong stroked his beard and smiled when he heard the words:

"If you want to talk about this political conference, you have to talk about the state of Wei, in Daliang, the capital of the state of Wei..."

The carriage gradually drifted away, looking ahead, a bustling city stood in front of me, the gates of the city were open, and people came and went in an endless stream, I saw two Wei seal characters written on the city: Daliang!

Chapter 209 Cultists

"Mituan, sell millet balls, bean millet balls, one for half a yuan, three for one yuan!"

"Boil water, boil water, half a cup per person, drink until you are full!"

The flow of people coming and going gave birth to Wei's commerce, clothing, food, housing and transportation. Regardless of businessmen or merchants, they all set up stalls on the street and began to sell along the street.

People came and went, and in the streets and alleys, people talked and gestured, making one deal after another.

"Shopkeeper, this one!

It's not that, it's this, the big one!

Yes, three! "

Zhao Zheng grew up in Zhao State since he was a child, and he can only speak Zhao State official dialect and noble dialect. Zhao Guo official dialect is the dialect of Zhao State, and elegant dialect is the common language among nobles in the world.

Recently, under the guidance of Wang Xuebin, he has learned the official slang of the state of Qin. As for the slang of the state of Wei, he can't understand it at all.

The merchants in the Wei Kingdom didn't know any other foreign languages, so the communication between the two was very lively and lively!

Under Zhao Zheng's frantic gestures, the trader finally understood what Zhao Zheng meant, wrapped his hands in a slightly yellowed sackcloth, picked out three millet balls, and handed them to Zhao Zheng.

The other hand stretched out in front of him, motioning for the check.

Zhao Zheng took the slightly hot millet ball, pulled out a cloth coin from his sleeve, and handed it over.

The merchant looked at the cloth coins in his hand, and said in embarrassment:

"Master Ke, you should give me some money. This is a small business. I don't know how to find your money!"

Zhao Zheng looked at the ugly face of the peddler, not knowing where he had committed a taboo, and was a little at a loss.

Wang Xuebin, who was following behind, stopped Yuanzong who wanted to go forward to pay, and watched the joke with a smile.

Zhao Zheng scratched the back of his head, looked around, and found Master's expression, immediately leaned forward with a flattering face, and shouted earnestly:

"Master..."

Wang Xuebin smiled.

"It doesn't matter, you can solve your own problems by yourself. I am your master, not your mother. If you can solve it yourself, you can solve it yourself. If you can't solve it, find a way to solve it. Don't count on me!"

Zhao Zheng was not discouraged when he heard the words, but said flatteringly:

"Why is master so alienated? They say master, master, master is also a father, and master and I love each other like a father and son. How can I be an old lady?

Furthermore, how could the apprentice bother Master to worry about trivial matters?

It's just that the disciple has just arrived here and doesn't understand the language here, so he asked the master for some advice. This is a question from the teacher, so the master naturally wants to explain the doubts for the disciple?

Is this how the master treats his disciples?This statement really chilled the disciple's heart! "

"Huh~"

Wang Xuebin sneered, not taking Zhao Zheng's words seriously.

Since Zhao Zheng found out Wang Xuebin's character of being soft and not hard, he immediately learned to push his nose and face.

It's not like he's being an over-the-top moth, but he just wants to dispel the sense of distance between master and apprentice by playing tricks in his words.

I just want to use this method to find a sense of security in an unfamiliar environment.

Wang Xuebin saw this, so he didn't point it out, and started arguing with him.

The two of them understood each other's thoughts while you were coming and going.

Zhao Zheng had already found out where Wang Xuebin's bottom line was, and knew that as long as what he did didn't touch his master's bottom line, his master wouldn't be really angry.

As for daily life, Master has never been stingy.

Whether it is knowledge, or basic necessities, as long as he can provide it, Master can do it.

If things go on like this, he has unconsciously developed the habit of finding a master when he has difficulties.

Wang Xuebin also noticed this, so he pointed it out as a joke at this time.

After all, Zhao Zheng is very talented, he is obedient and listens to the sound, and he knows everything.

As soon as Wang Xuebin finished speaking, he understood the meaning of the master. Instead of asking the master to solve the problem, he asked the master to translate the problem to him.

Yuan Zong on the side also understood the conversation between their master and apprentice, and nodded secretly in his heart.

A few days ago, Mr. Guanlan mentioned asking him to help as an apprentice, but he still couldn't figure it out.

Mr. Guanlan's knowledge is so extensive, what can he teach with his help?

It was only later that I realized that Mr. Guanlan came to him in order to establish a different perspective of thinking for his apprentice, so as to prevent the apprentice from going astray.

After all, Mr. Guanlan's knowledge is too high-level, if his apprentices follow suit, I'm afraid they will end up with high-sightedness and low-handedness.

He used to be a down-to-earth mingler with the common people in the state of Qin. In terms of familiarity with the practice, he thought he was much better than Mr. Guanlan. Thinking about it this way, he was a little excited!

In the daily relationship, he also fell in love with this very spiritual young man, who knows everything and changes it as soon as he says it.

Although there are still some bad habits, he is self-motivated, hard-working and studious, and he is a likable child.

Seeing the child's comprehension again at this time, he couldn't help showing a warm smile, and comforted him:

"You have lived in Zhao State for a long time, and you don't know Wei's slang. It is understandable. What you gave to the vendor was Zhao Guo's shovel cloth. The coins in Zhao and Wei are different. He wanted you to pay Wei Guoyuan to him. This Zhao Guo's shovel cloth, He doesn't know how to get change!"

"This..."

Zhao Zheng looked at the Zhao Guo shovel cloth in his hand, then at the won money that the peddler brought as a sign, and was stunned there.

Before his mother left, she gave him a wooden box, which contained two hundred ingots of Jianjin, and asked him to give it to his master as a bundle of repairs.

All countries in the world have their own currencies, and the trade between countries depends on gold. According to different casting techniques, gold is divided into permanent gold and concurrent gold.

Changjin is a gold ingot with a gold content of about 90.00%, while Jianjin is much more expensive than Changjin, with a gold content of more than 90.00%.

Countries trade with gold as a general equivalent.

Zhao Nifu's family was in decline, and the two hundred ingots and gold were her entire net worth. She handed it all over to Wang Xuebin, and she only hoped that her child could learn the true skills and shine in the family.