Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

A month ago, the King of Qin announced to the world that he would enshrine the world of Zen on Mount Tai. When the news came out, the world was in an uproar.

The matter of enshrining Zen is by no means easy, only when the dynasty changes, the country changes hands, or after a long period of chaos, the world is peaceful, and it is eligible to do it!

King Qin's Feng Chan, obviously, is the young emperor's announcement to his people that the world is already peaceful!

For the founder of the country, Feng Chan is not a bad thing, but at this time, the timing of Feng Chan is indeed a bit inappropriate.

The world is set for the first time, and the ghosts and snakes are still in order to complete the liquidation. The king of Qin couldn't wait to hold the ceremony of enshrining Zen without even holding the crowning ceremony, which really gave people a sense of urgency.

Some people said that he was demonstrating to the remnants of the six kingdoms, some said that he was very happy, and some said that he was seriously ill and dying soon!

Anyway, there is nothing nice to hear in the rumors!

King Qin also heard these rumors, but he didn't take them seriously.

A group of rats in the gutter, he had no choice but to curse in secret, he didn't even have the courage to stand up to him, what's the point?

The matter of enshrining Zen is just an excuse to go out of the palace. Thinking about him as the three emperors of great merit, the king of Qin who is the king of the five emperors, and rules Wanlun, why does he need the approval of the emperor of heaven?

If the courtiers didn't want him to go to the land of Qilu at this time, why did he bother to use this inconspicuous excuse to cover up?

well!The Emperor's Honor also has helplessness!

Looking at the scenery outside the carriage, Ying Zheng's eyebrows and eyes were slightly relaxed. It is really not an easy task to rule a country.

"Lang Jun..."

In the carriage, besides Ying Zheng, there was also a tall and slender woman with a beautiful face.

This person is wearing a swallowtail-shaped bun, wearing a step shaker on his head, and wearing a plain white gown, shining brightly under the dappled sunlight.

Dressed in wide sleeves, spread on both sides of the couch, it sets off the beauty's unique and graceful appearance.

The outline of this woman's face is slightly tough, revealing a three-dimensional beauty, her eyes are clear and clear, shining with a little bit of wisdom, she is by no means a talentless person.

The cheekbones are slightly high, but they set off her straight and powerful nose, giving people a unique and shocking beauty. It is not difficult to see that she is an independent and strong-willed woman.

The eyebrows are slender and charming, slanting towards the temples, and the eyes are dark and sparkling against the backdrop of her hair.

With a straight bust, a slim waist, and slender legs, even sitting cross-legged in a carriage, it still gives people the feeling of stroking willows in the wind. The so-called stately posture is nothing more than that.

Hearing the call of the beautiful woman beside him, Ying Zheng finally showed a warm smile on his face, turned his head to look over, and asked with a smile:

"What's the matter, ma'am, that caused this?"

A rare look of panic appeared on the beauty's face, which made Ying Zheng's heart fresh.

"Lang Jun, as a widow, do you think Master will..."

Hearing Madam's words, Ying Zheng's eyes flickered slightly, his face remained unchanged, he chuckled lightly, and explained gently:

"Haha, madam, don't worry, master... is the most unruly person, no matter what is high or low, he never pays attention to it, and will never despise madam!"

Having said that, Ying Zheng smiled lightly, and said reminiscently:

"Master, he won't look down on anyone, because..."

As he spoke, he looked at the somewhat uneasy beauty, smiled lightly and said:

"His arrogance stems from the bottom of his bones, so that he can treat everyone equally, no matter whether he is high or low, even if he is the king of Qin, there is no difference!"

At the end of Ying Zheng's speech, there was a hint of solemnity in his voice unconsciously.

The more I grow up, the more I understand the secrets of the world, and the more I can understand the horror of Master.

Now, he can also understand the attitude of the two generations of King Qin towards Master. The awe is mixed with guard and hostility. The existence of Mr. Guanlan is itself the biggest challenge to the kingship.

King Zhaoxiang chose to trust in desperation, and King Zhuangxiang chose to compromise in desperation. He is the third King of Qin, and he doesn't know what choice he will make.

But he knew that even if it was death, he would not compromise.

He is confident that in this world, no one can be in charge except him, not even his master!

"Lang Jun, if we go alone like this, will it be a little unethical?"

"Etiquette?"

Hearing what his wife said, Ying Zheng couldn't help laughing up to the sky. His wife is indeed knowledgeable and extraordinary, but talent is not broad-minded after all, and her vision is not broad enough.

"What is etiquette? Those rotten Confucians in the land of Qi and Lu have rituals and music in every word, but they don't even know the etiquette of a sacrificial ceremony. Do you want me to respect their etiquette?"

When the lady heard this, she was speechless.

More than a month ago, since the king of Qin announced that he would enshrine Mount Tai, the Confucian scholars in Qilu and Shandong were all excited, and they submitted their petitions one after another, asking to be a doctor, intending to preside over the enshrinement ceremony.

Ying Zheng didn't care about this, so he asked them to negotiate a Fengchan etiquette, planning to wait until before the ceremony, pick a highly respected person, and deal with it.

But what he didn't expect was that more than 20 Confucian scholars discussed more than [-] kinds of etiquette, each of which was different and even conflicted with each other.

This is all right, before Yingzheng can comment, this group of Confucian scholars who want to be doctors started fighting.

Some said to wrap the wheel with rush grass to avoid hurting the vegetation, some said to sweep the ground and sacrifice it, and use its simplicity, and some said to sweep the world and wrap it in the universe.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng was dumbfounded, and then he suddenly realized that the so-called etiquette is just made up by people, and since others can make it up, so can he.

Therefore, he discarded the etiquette shown by the Confucian scholars, and compiled a copy by himself, which saved time and effort, and took a formality.

He also mentioned this matter to his wife, and when he mentioned it now, the two immediately laughed.

But laughing is laughing, worrying is still worrying.

"Mr. Lang, what the concubines mean is, do you want to prepare some generous gifts, lest the master think that the concubines don't know the etiquette!"

Ying Zheng smiled sassyly when he heard this, and said in relief:

"Haha, madam, don't worry about this, I've already prepared for it!"

When Madam heard this, she glanced at him suspiciously, but didn't start arguing.

In terms of understanding of Master, no one can match Mr. Lang. Since Mr. Lang said that he was prepared, it is not aimless, it is good that Mr. Lang knows it in his heart.

The carriage moved forward in a hurry, passed through the old land of Qi State, and drove towards the coast of the East China Sea.

In the seaside valley, Wang Xuebin had already prepared food and wine in the gazebo, leaning on the recliner, swaying, looking at Zhao Ni who was pacing in front of him, with a calm expression.

"Lang Jun, when will the sisters and Zheng'er arrive?"

Shan Lan looked at the timid Zhao Ni, and couldn't help leaning over to Lang Jun's side, getting tired of her body, and whispering quietly.

Wang Xuebin felt his ears itching, so he couldn't help shaking his head. As soon as he shook his head, the rocking chair moved accordingly, shaking and shaking, very comfortable.

"Hehe, the people from the Federation have followed the eldest sister's whereabouts. Zheng'er is walking along the logo of the Federation and has arrived!"

"Lang Jun, sister Ni is still here..."

Shanlan blushed when she heard Langjun's words, presumably she was busy with lunch and tired...

Wang Xuebin didn't seem to understand Shanlan's meaning, looking at that delicate and charming face with a confused expression.

"Haha, sir, we are back!"

A sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping came from outside the valley. Accompanied by the sound, there were still a few figures who did not walk into the canyon, but jumped directly from the mountain wall.

After a somersault, he turned into the valley, and was overjoyed to see several people waiting in the gazebo.

Wang Xuebin looked at the disgraceful four people, he no longer had any charming thoughts, and said helplessly:

"You guys..."

Ever since he built this valley with magic, the girls have never walked through the main entrance, they always turned in and out, I don't know if they thought it was Monkey King!

When Shanrou heard what Langjun said, she didn't take it seriously at all. Isn't lightness kung fu just for people to climb over walls?

If you don't climb over the wall, how can you show the ability of light work?

"Hey...wow, let's eat hot pot today!"

Every time Shanrou came back, the valley would become much more lively. Although she was the older among the girls, she had the liveliest personality, second only to Huskies.

"That's right, the guests are coming today, so prepare more generously!"

"Huh? Guests? Who's coming?"

Wang Xuebin got up and smiled when he heard the words, and said lightly:

"It's the one who's following you!"

Before Shanrou was surprised, a calm greeting came from outside the valley.

"Master, we have been separated for more than seven years. I wonder if Master still misses his disciple?"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin chuckled, looked outside the valley, and said calmly:

"Hehe, I didn't know that the king of Qin would come here, and I'm sorry for the disappointment!"

As he said that, but there was no movement, a crack opened in the middle of the mountain wall of the valley, and the person standing outside the crack was the one who brought the princess, King Qin Yingzheng.

"Please!"

"...Master..."

Chapter 242

"...Master..."

Ying Zheng originally thought that these two words would be difficult to say.

But when he saw Wang Xuebin, he blurted out the word "Master" without thinking about it, without the slightest hindrance.

"I haven't seen you in seven years, but the master's demeanor is still the same..."

When Wang Xuebin heard Ying Zheng's words, he chuckled unconsciously, shook his head, did not explain, but turned to look at the woman beside him, and asked calmly:

"Who is this?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Ying Zheng woke up from his memories, glanced at the woman beside him, patted her on the back, and motioned for her to introduce herself.

The woman glanced at her husband, then carefully looked at Wang Xuebin, her face was rosy, and she introduced herself respectfully:

"Little lady Baqin, pay homage to Master!"

As she spoke, she wanted to bend her knees and fall to the ground.

Hearing this introduction, Wang Xuebin couldn't help being startled, looked at this Mr. Baqin carefully, and waved his hand to stop Mr. Baqin from saluting.

"Oh? Your honor is Master Qin?"

When Baqin heard this, his face turned pale, his heart stopped beating, and he silently lowered his head, tears welling up in his eyes.

That's right, this Baqin family is Bashu Qinqing, also known as one of the three talented women, also known as Widow Qing.

Among the Qinqing people were merchants from the land of Bashu, who were engaged in the business of mercury and cinnabar minerals. When they were young, the family found a husband for her, who was also in the mining business, so they were well-matched.

But it was a bad fate. Qin Qing's husband's family was killed by Qiangliang bandits while waiting for Qin Qing to pass the door.

Originally, the six ceremonies had already come down, and Qin Qing, who was only waiting for worship, became a widow before seeing her husband, and was still a widow.

Although she has become a widow, she is beautiful, talented and beautiful after all, and there are still many peeping people.

It's just that under Kefu's public opinion, no one dares to marry Qin Qingming.

Seeing this, Qin Qing was disheartened, and gave up the idea of ​​remarrying. From then on, she kept the chastity for her husband and devoted herself to managing her own business.

Although there is no oppression of ethics in this era, it is still full of unfriendliness for women, especially for beautiful women.

Unfortunately, if a woman's beauty is a sin, then Qin Qing is one of the worst sins.

As she appeared in public, her fame became more and more prosperous, and more and more people peeped at her, including many wealthy businessmen and dignitaries.

For the sake of Yipin Fangze, these people resorted to various means to make things difficult for her, intending to force her to submit!

Qin Qing is an independent and self-respecting person, so naturally she doesn't want to condescend to serve her. Therefore, under the embarrassment of everyone, the family's business has been declining again and again, and it is not as good as before.

Qin Qing had no choice but to resign herself to depravity, so she had to cut down on food and clothing to make ends meet.

Just when she was about to despair, the new king ascended the throne and issued a recruitment order widely, no matter from various schools of thought, male, female, old or young, only talents are recommended.

This news, like rain after a long drought, gave Qin a fresh life.

After Qin Qing heard the news, she made a desperate move, sold all her family wealth, and rushed to Xianyang, wanting to make a last-ditch effort.

There is a saying that it is better to come early than coincidentally.

Although King Qin is an apprentice of Wang Guanlan, he hasn't studied for a long time after all. Most of his studies are practical, and he is not good at classics.

For the sake of King Qin's studies, the courtiers decided to choose an attendant for King Qin to explain the classics of the pre-Qin philosophers to broaden their horizons.

Originally, this matter should be identified by the former king, but because of Wang Guanlan's existence, the former king did not arrange a tutor for the new king.