Back when the villain boy [Rebirth]

Shang Yi recalled Lou Yiqiao's evaluation of Tongjiu——

It's like a Yanjia that stores Yanshu.

Tongjiu is cold and unreasonable, she just looks like a weird woman.If she is really from Yanjia, will Xuegong not know?

Coincidentally, it was Tongjiu who handled the Salesian affairs ten years ago.

Shang Yi felt a little suspicious, and helped the old man to sit up, "What do you think is the biggest difference between Yanjia and human beings?"

Mr. said: "I used to think that Yanjia was just a pile of dead wood, unable to possess human feelings and thinking."

No matter how magical things are made of wood, they are dead after all, without a soul.The ebony bookshelves in the corner of the corridor and the rotten firewood on the wall can also know the cycle of the four seasons and feel the relationship between heaven, earth and human beings?

Shang Yi asked: "Once upon a time?"

The gentleman smiled and nodded: "Later I read a story, and you should have heard it too. When Zhao Yan flew to the upper world, he left a Yanjia in the world."

Shang Yi: "Yes." Tong Jiu talked about this when he first learned hagana.

The master said: "Yanjia is always with the sage, receives his teachings, understands the world, and behaves like ordinary people. The sage is old and frail, and when he is sick in bed, Yanjia takes care of him with his clothes untied. Compared with many unfilial children in the world , it is more worthy of the word "human."

Shang Yi asked: "Both filial piety and unfilial piety are signs of human affection. Yanjia's doing this may be like sweeping the courtyard in the morning and chopping firewood for cooking at noon. It is just a set procedure and cannot be regarded as an expression of its affection."

Mr. smiled and nodded: "You are right."

Shang Yi continued: "Later it self-destructed, perhaps it was an order from a sage. Yanjia never disobeys the orders of its master, does it?"

The gentleman still smiled gently: "You are right."

Shang Yi's face was slightly hot, and she felt like a jerk.

The master asked: "It's just that all things have spirits, why doesn't Yanjia have emotions?"

The wood has withering glory, and impermanence can be realized. Cutting wood is also a Sanskrit singing.

Experience the wind and snow, feel the four seasons, be cut by thousands of axes and knives, recreate the body of reincarnation, enter the world of mortals and go through hundreds of kalpas, understand this heart, straighten my body, what is the difference between this and a human being?

Shang Yi lowered her eyes and seemed to understand something. After a while, she asked again: "Then what do you think now?"

The gentleman stretched out his hand and looked at her in silence.

Shang Yi: "Huh?"

The gentleman shook his head, sighed and said: "I have been pestering my old lady for half a night, don't you know how to be filial?"

Shang Yi was stunned, and took out mooncakes from her bosom, "Yi is rude."

The crust is bright yellow and the pattern is exquisite.

The husband's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to break apart the mooncakes. After seeing the filling, he put two pieces of mooncakes on the table with obvious disappointment on his face.

Shang Yi didn't like sweets at first, and the cakes on her body were only prepared for Jiang Zhou. He only considered Jiang Zhou's taste, so he didn't have other flavors of moon cakes.

The gentleman let out a long sigh: "Forget it, it's hard for you to be so respectful to me, a crazy woman. Let me ask you, what drives Yanjia?"

Shang Yi said: "Lingshi."

"However, the spiritual power in the spirit stone is not infinite. After using it for a long time, Yanjia will 'grow old'. Even with the best top-grade spirit stone in the world, the lifespan of Yanjia people is only more than [-] years. Far from being comparable to others.”

Shang Yi thought that this was exactly the same as what Lou Yiqiao studied. She remembered something and was still puzzled, "But it is recorded in the book that the Yan Jia left by Zhao Yan lived for more than 20 years." If it hadn't chosen Self-destruction, no one knows how long it can last in this world.

The gentleman's eyes showed regret, "After all, the things in that world are beyond our imagination."

She walked slowly to the window, opened the two windows, looked at the deep blue sky, and expressed her undisguised yearning, "It's a pity, I will never see it in this life. But I can tell you that the Yanjia left by Zhao Yan , the drive is not a spirit stone, but a spirit core."

Shang Yi: "Spiritual core?"

Mr. nodded: "If you compare the spirit stone to a stream, the energy stored in the spirit core is like an ocean. And it is different from the spirit stone. The spirit stone only stores spiritual power. Once the spiritual power is exhausted, the spirit stone will be gone. It is useless, but the spiritual core can absorb spiritual energy from the heaven and the earth, inexhaustible."

Shang Yi was surprised, thinking that if such a thing really existed, wouldn't the world have a new atmosphere?The current hagana is in decline, but if there is a spiritual core, and the operation mechanism of the spiritual core can be understood, the hagana will prosper again, and the world will show a new look, all of which can be realized.

Maybe you can fly to the upper realm to see other worlds.

The husband seemed to see through what she was thinking, "The academy has studied for thousands of years, but they still can't figure out how to make the spiritual core. Zhao Yan is the only Yanshi from ancient times to the present, and he has been the only one for thousands of years. The most prosperous era of Yanshu. It is difficult for us to inherit what he left behind, so how can we talk about recreating it?"

Shang Yi couldn't help thinking, if Lou Yiqiao was reborn, could this be done?

what a pity……

Before coming to the East China Sea, her impression of Lou Yiqiao was still on the word "traitor", but in just a few months, she was still lamenting it.That person is as bright and dazzling as the sun in the sky, sparkling and heartbreaking. How could her teachers, friends and relatives feel heartbroken when they heard the news of her treason and death?

"The spiritual core is at the moment..." Shang Yi asked tentatively.

The gentleman's voice was a little tired, and his face was deeply wrinkled, as if he had become old and withered in an instant, "I am no longer in the academy."

Shang Yi was surprised: "How could it be? The Academy should keep such an important thing well."

"You must have known that ten years ago, someone made a Yanjia called Zhige."

Shang Yi's body trembled slightly, and his eyes widened.

Mr.: "The idea of ​​stopping the war is to stop fighting. Back then when the mountains and rivers were split and the common people suffered, the master resisted the objection and put the spiritual core on the Zhige with his own hands." Her eyes were empty and she smiled wryly. "That may be what she did all her life Worst thing ever."

"The school has been established for thousands of years, and it has always been above the world. It does not care about political affairs, but only studies knowledge. As for where the students want to go in the future? It is their own business to help the world or to be alone. Even if the dynasty changes, the school will never change. Fall. But..."

Time has changed, and Wuya has long since departed from his original intention. Compared with a place of study, it is more like a bridge leading to a grand officialdom.

Almost every student thinks this way when he is going to pay his respects to the general.

The Academy has long been inseparably linked with Dasheng, and both are prosperous and all are harmed.For self-protection and for the sake of the common people in the world, at that time Master supported Zhi Ge, hoping to end the war, which was a matter of course.

Mr. leaned on the armrest and leaned on the chair, as if his strength had been taken away, "With Zhi Ge in hand, it was a battle that must be won."

Shang Yi: "It's a pity that they all misjudged the person."

Buildings and bridges were reused, so that in the end the army was defeated in Changhe, blood flowed into rivers, and the spiritual core fell into the enemy's hands.

The husband looked at her, "No, I misunderstood people's hearts."

Shang Yi was puzzled, and frowned slightly.

The gentleman's lips were pale, and he muttered to himself: "We are all wrong, we are all wrong, we have misunderstood the holy will, and we have lost everything."

Her voice was very soft, more like speaking unconsciously.

But Shang Yi heard it, suppressed the shock in her heart, and said in a trembling voice: "You, what do you mean?"

The husband glanced at her and smiled, "I also thought about it for a long time before I realized that the crux of Changhe's defeat was not Yiqiao, nor Beirong, but Jiang Xun."

"General Flying Star?"

Mr. nodded.

Shang Yi said categorically: "He serves the country wholeheartedly, and it is absolutely impossible for him to commit treason!"

Mr. shook his head, "Who said he was going to treason? That boy Jiang Xun has a good heart and enough talent. Unfortunately, after leaving the academy, he has been a retainer of the King of Chu for several years."

Shang Yi knew this, so he trusted General Fei Xing very much.

Even though she has forgotten about her childhood, when she hears this name, she still feels reliable and close.

The master said: "Jiang Xun was already a first-rank official at that time. After the battle of Changhe, how will the emperor reward him? Will he be rewarded with half of the country? Who is his heart for? The king of Dasheng is still the king of Chu. So what if he wins Beirong? The old sage is a hostage over there, and after welcoming him back, who will take the throne of Dasheng? Will the two emperors share the country?"

A series of questions knocked Shang Yi into a daze, and she stood there blankly.

The husband finally asked her: "Everyone wants to win, everyone obeys the orders of the Holy One, but if the person standing at the highest place, why doesn't he want to win?"

Relying on the natural moat, Dasheng pays tribute every year, and he can still survive, and the seat can still be held by the Holy One for many years.

But if he really wins Beirong, he will immediately lose his throne.

The king's heart is very heavy. At that time, they thought that their enemy was Bei Rong, but they didn't expect that the real sharp edge came from behind the one they wanted to protect.

Shang Yi's body swayed slightly, and she supported the table to stand firm: "This is impossible!"

Mr. smiled half-smile: "Why are you so sure?"

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