Quickly wear it as your sister's body

Yan Wuying didn't take advantage of the fire in the end, not because he was so noble, but because he was suspicious by nature. He had already suspected that Chen Lin and Xie Changfeng were in collusion before, and now Xie Changfeng was too calm about the injury, which really made him feel Faint.

Su Huaijin was also feeling guilty. Although Xie Changfeng's internal energy was indeed very strong, the poison smeared on the tip of that man's sneak attack arrow was also very strong. He can still keep his face unchanged now because he had trained more in his previous life. As a result, it is really impossible to drag a "remnant body" to achieve the amazing level of controlling a sword with energy.

Fortunately, Yan Wuying stayed at the door of her tent from the beginning to the end, and the Chen army withdrew from the Wei camp smoothly.

At this time, Chen Lin naturally had no face to follow others to Cangyun Peak again, so he could only lead the team to find a suitable place to stay in disgrace - since their recruitment, the original site has been taken over, and they cannot go back.

At the same time, he had to worry about whether Xie Changfeng would seek revenge on him because of the arrow he arranged in the end, and he was in constant fear. The next time Xie Changfeng saw him again, this formerly high-spirited major general looked ten years older. .

But that's another story.

Su Huaijin managed to hold on until she brought Xie Yuan and a few Taoist priests of the Cangran sect back to Ziyun Palace, and then fell down, but the degree of danger this time was the same as that of Xie Changfeng who fell after the master's funeral. That time was different, with the presence of a genius doctor, the poison was cured very quickly, and all that was needed next was rest.

It is said to be resting, but in fact, as long as he doesn't fight with too powerful people and keeps a peaceful mind every day, everything will be fine on weekdays.

Su Huaijin really wanted to publicize his "ungrateful" heroic deeds to Chen Lin, but unfortunately the person who attacked him was killed on the spot, and no one could prove that his actions were based on Chen Lin's instructions. Saying that he is a spy sent by Wei Jun or something, on the contrary, it seems that he is not generous enough, and the image of the invincible god of war and the modesty he previously portrayed may have to be discounted a little.

Su Shilang used to be in charge of the accounts in the household department, and he was the most meticulous about these details, and he would not rashly do things that fall short of success.

Now he lives in the bamboo hut every day, studying and researching the mysteries of martial arts, training|teaching|teaching the young apprentices, living a very comfortable life.

Especially Xie Yuan, the little things surprise him every day.

Su Huaijin was an orthodox scholar in the past, and he received a strict Confucian education. The ancients said that "you will never tire of learning and teaching others." Therefore, "being good as a teacher" is an essential quality for every qualified Confucian scholar.

In the past, he liked to teach the juniors very much, but literature is different from martial arts, which requires real time accumulation-of course, except for geniuses like him-this determines the age level of the people around Su Shilang , the same level and even officials who can speak well are considered young and promising if they are about ten years older than him.

When faced with those old gentlemen who are often her parents or even grandparents, Su Huaijin dared not show a little "teacher" attitude no matter how much she had in her stomach. It is the place that pays the most attention to seniority. As a latecomer, the most he can do is "friendly discussion".

And once he refuted the other party too shamelessly, it would be his fault again.

I have been aggrieved in such an environment for so many years, and now once I am liberated and come to this arena where the master is the first, and whoever has a hard enough fist is the boss, Su Huaijin feels like a bird has been put into the woods, swaying happily I really want to release all the knowledge I have full of stomach.

As a sponge, Xie Yuan absorbed it very conscientiously.

He quickly learned the whole set of Changfeng swordsmanship—of course, he was not Su Huaijin's only student. After taking over Cang Ran from his master, Xie Changfeng's greatest wish in his life was to make the school flourish. Before Chen Lin's revenge, Su Huaijin, as his successor, naturally wanted to do everything possible to complete this great cause.

Even what he wants to do is more.

After coming to this world, Su Huaijin often felt that her past thinking was too limited.

At that time, his father was the Marquis of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and his aunt was the incomparably noble eldest princess. Since the enlightenment, he himself has read the books of sages and sages, received the ideological education of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, and wholeheartedly defended the royal honor with his own body It is our duty to protect the people of the world.

Now it seems that I was too arrogant at that time.

Su Huaijin became famous and became an official when he was young, and he has never experienced many study tours where well-off scholars surveyed the world. His concept of the so-called folk and common people has always been taken for granted and one-sided.

He knew that many people were living a miserable life, and he had read about the tragic scenes in the world of people who changed their children to eat and starved to death everywhere, but after all, he had never seen it with his own eyes. Although he was full of enthusiasm for serving the country, he was full of young people thinking The innocence that can save the world with both hands.

In fact, it is an extremely immature expression to talk about the so-called people and common people every day.

And now, although he hasn't traveled well in the folk, he has all the memories of Xie Changfeng's five years of fighting the sword, and the ten years of war that he saw in an instant from the unknown immortal at the end of his previous life, In his heart, he had a vague and clearer understanding of all that.

Although he didn't talk about it in the past, he didn't have much affection for the so-called people in the Jianghu. Han Feizi said that "the chivalry uses martial arts to violate the ban." Temporary gratification is really not what a real man does.

But now, being in this group, he quickly had a new perspective.

People in the Jianghu are as free as the wind. They don't have much awe of the imperial court and the royal family, and they have little interest in the so-called rules, but they have a set of morals in their hearts. After all, this kind of Jianghu morality constrains their behavior , in many cases, their character and behavior are more noble.

Good and bad people cannot be distinguished by simple identities, not to mention that commoners and warriors often cause chaos only to harm a family and a county.

Especially at such a time when the dynasty is at the end of the day, Xie Changfeng has seen too many knights who do their best to help the people during his travels. Officials even took advantage of the war to make a fortune and exploited the people, forcing the people under their rule to suffer so much that they had no choice but to take risks.

The real government forced the people to rebel.

For such a situation, Su Huaijin felt extremely distressed.

He urgently wants to change, but Wei Guo's current situation, even with his original status as half an emperor's teacher, is somewhat helpless, not to mention that now he is just the head of a Jianghu sect, and he has no right or authority. Possession, empty prestige and magical skills, these... In the end, they are just reckless, and they are of no help to the reform of the entire country.

Maybe—it's time to break and build.

Su Huaijin realized this deeply at the moment when he really faced Yan Wuying. Yan Wuying obviously represented the orthodoxy of the imperial court, and now he himself was standing on the opposite side, deliberately trying to put him to death.

What's more frightening is that he felt that he was doing the right thing.

It can't be said that he didn't experience a struggle in his heart. During the days when he was recuperating from his injuries in Cangyun Peak, Su Huaijin tortured himself from the heart all the time while enjoying Xie Changfeng's paradise.

Can I accept being a member of the rebel army, marching north and causing many murders with my own hands?

But if I can't, can I accept hiding in a corner and watching with my hands, allowing the rulers to extort money and bring chaos to the world?

In terms of standpoint, can I allow myself to become the overthrower of the secular imperial power, use my own wisdom learned from Confucius and Mencius to destroy ethics, and leave the country without a king and generals?

But if not, can I just watch the generals massacre the common people, let them continue to use the blood sucked from the common people to continue their extravagant life?

should i?I...can I?

Su Huaijin is not a person who is indecisive and full of foolish and loyal thoughts, but this kind of decision is too important. Even if he has done many things for that purpose inadvertently before, he must completely reverse his thinking and go all out to rebel. Still need some tangling.

But he wouldn't struggle for too long. When the arrow wound on his shoulder started to scab, Su Huaijin had already made a decision.

"Master," Xie Yuan finished his sword practice, put away the sword and ran to the master with a smile, his small body standing upright, like a tall and straight young poplar, "How about this time?"

Su Huaijin flicked on his forehead helplessly, and the tentacles were slightly wet, so she had to take out a handkerchief to wipe him clean like an old woman—the wind on this mountain is not small, Xie Yuan is a child after all, and his internal strength is also thin, so he can't sweat anymore. Blowing the cold wind may cause you to catch typhoid fever—reprove: "I told you to practice a few more times, and after doing it once, you came to ask me something. Do you still want to make obvious progress every time?"

This kid used to look very mature and calm, but recently, I don't know what's wrong, as he grows up, he seems to go back, and he starts acting like a child.

But fortunately, he was still sensible, and he didn't really become a little bear cub causing trouble everywhere.

Xie Yuan covered his reddish forehead with an "Ouch" sound, raised his eyes in aggrieved look at the master's face, and then hugged the thin waist in front of him rascally.

"Small progress is also progress," the little thing was acting like a rascal because of his young age, rubbing his fluffy head against Su Huaijin's chest - he even remembered to avoid the wound on his shoulder, "Master, don't you want to?" talk to me?"

"..." Su Huaijin slapped him on the back of the head, "Go and practice your sword. If you don't practice the wind and waves today, you are not allowed to eat!"