The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1314 Talent always runs out

Outside Ning'an City, a caravan of armored oxen was on its way. The sound of oxen's hooves and the flying dust were no different from an ordinary caravan.

In the fifth armored ox cart, there were three dignified people wearing military robes. In the middle was a bearded old man with a golden sword. He didn't look like an old man in his seventies or eighties, but more like a horse thief. .

"General... do you really want to do it yourself? Why don't you cut off the Holy Temple and let us do it! This matter is different from the ordinary assassination of scholars. The Holy Temple will send the two of us to the ancient land at most. Ever since we joined the army, we have been there The consciousness of death, let alone such an insignificant punishment!" said the Jinshi on the left.

"Yes, with Wenquxing falling from the sky, you can be promoted to a bachelor in a short time, and you will definitely become a great scholar in the end."

The bearded old man chuckled, showing his white teeth, and said: "I, Zhang Poyue, want to kill someone, so of course I will do it myself! If you dare to cause trouble in Ning'an and slander Fang Yun, this hatred cannot be overnight, nor can it be allowed to be replaced by others. It's Yi. It’s a bit unlike my style to release it after killing people.”

"That means you won't be able to return to the Holy Yuan Continent for at least ten years."

Zhang Poyue was very happy and said with a smile: "After ten years of training in the ancient land, I will come back to kill Liu Shan! After killing Liu Shan, I will go to the ancient land pass for another twenty years. After I come out, I will go to Lei's house for a walk!"

The two Jinshi generals dressed as businessmen couldn't laugh or cry. They had followed Zhang Poyue for many years, and they both knew that this general was famous for being unscrupulous. But when they heard him say these words, they still felt that they couldn't keep up with his thinking. It was too cruel. .

"I heard that those who assassinated Liu Shan were all imprisoned in Jingguo. Mr. Xingdiange used the excuse that the holy meeting was not completed and did not send anyone to review the case for the time being. It seems that he was deliberately stalling for time, waiting for the saints to come to rescue. I Look, why don’t you delay too.”

Zhang Poyue said helplessly: "If Li Wenying were here, there would be no need for me to kill Ji Zhibai. He would kill him with three swords and two swords like chopping vegetables. Then... he would probably lead various armies to break through Yuyang Pass and return to King Qin of Beijing." , forcing Liushan to retire Returning home. At that time, I was just a follower, shouting that no matter what, I didn’t have to go to the ancient land to suffer. But now that Lord Jianmei is away, I can’t bear it, so I have to take action myself... It’s really not the right time for Fang Xusheng to leave. "

The two Jinshi generals rolled their eyes when they heard this. Li Wenying and Zhang Poyue joined forces and could really lead an army to surround the capital before the demon barbarians. They said they were forcing Liu Shan to resign and return to his hometown, and they might kill him somewhere.

"You know your plan, so it's a bit pricey. I think it's better to wait for you to be promoted to a bachelor or a great scholar, and then directly kill the treacherous Prime Minister Liu Shan."

"Killing a chicken with a bull's knife is a last resort. After all, a blood-stained bull's knife is more terrifying than scissors. At this moment, I can only do it! Anyway, I already hate the mess of Jingguo. It would be better to go to the ancient land to practice and sharpen it as soon as possible. "

"well……"

"Ning'an County is almost here..."

One person opened the curtains, stuck his head out, and saw the city wall of Ning'an County.

The Ning'an County government office was crowded with people and noisy. Most of them were scholars wearing official robes.

Since the Fang Yun Palace Examination, scholars have come here one after another, some to practice, some to protect Ning'an, and some to admire Fang Yun.

The scholars around him were extremely sad and angry, and a few scholars had firm eyes, with murderous intent occasionally flashing in their eyes.

The big pit in front of the county government office is getting bigger and bigger, and more and more scholars are jumping into it. Some scholars even hold up poems and articles written by Fang Yun.

The gate of the Ning'an County government office was open, and there were two rows of government officials standing at the door. These government officials said nothing, with their heads lowered and their faces dark, turning a blind eye and listening but not hearing.

The black paint on Mr. Two Lions is particularly eye-catching.

"Ji Zhibai comes out!"

"Ji Zhibai comes out!"

…

I don’t know when, many scholars started shouting in unison.

After a while, no one came out, and someone started to talk.

"Ji Zhibai comes out!"

"Ji Zhibai comes out!"

…

The sound of spring thunder echoed in the sky above Ning'an City.

As the scholars shouted more and more, the inexplicable power resonated with the temple and the heaven and earth.

In a courtyard in the north of the city, a middle-aged man with a weathered face was dressed neatly, with a hunting bow on his back, facing the door of his house.

Inside the threshold, a middle-aged woman held the hands of her two daughters respectively.

The family of four all had white cloth wrapped around their waists, and the two little girls even wore mourning clothes.

The middle-aged hunter looked at his two daughters kindly and said, "Dad went to hunt deer and will stew meat for you when he comes back. I'm not at home, so you have to listen to mother, do you hear me?"

"I heard it!" The two cute little girls smiled sweetly and agreed obediently.

"I'm... leaving." The middle-aged Orion glanced at his wife. He didn't know what he was afraid of. He only dared to glance at her, then turned his head sharply and strode away.

"Mom...why are you crying? You never cried before when dad went out hunting." The eldest daughter looked up at her mother strangely.

"Mom is not crying, it's just that there is sand in her eyes." The woman hurriedly let go of her daughter's hand and wiped the tears with her sleeve, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't wipe them away.

"Liar!" the younger daughter said timidly.

"I'm going to call daddy back." The eldest daughter stepped out, but her hand was tightly held by her mother.

The two daughters looked at their mother in confusion. They didn't know why their mother was crying. They looked at her and slowly began to cry.

"Sister-in-law of the Wang family, the guy in my family is weak and doesn't want anything else. Please go see him when you have time and talk to him!"

The two girls looked up in surprise and saw the father and son of the neighbor standing at the door, talking to their mother. The son had just turned 18 and heard that he had a chance to pass the exam this year.

And now, the father was holding a hoe and the son was holding a sickle.

The sister-in-law of the Wang family was stunned for a moment, and cried with her face covered.

The father and son did not say anything else and strode away.

The two little girls blinked and wiped their tears, feeling that the father and son were very similar to their father.

Then, the two little girls saw that people kept passing by the door. Some of them were holding farm tools such as hoes, sickles and iron picks, some were carrying kitchen knives and wooden sticks, and some were holding nothing, but their robes were bulging.

These people all had white cloth wrapped around their waists.

"Grandpa, uncle..." The two little girls suddenly spoke.

The old man and the middle-aged man who passed by stopped, both holding wooden sticks with one end sharpened, and the old man was still holding a copper pipe pot in his mouth.

The middle-aged man looked over, looking at his sister and two nieces with a complicated expression.

The old man looked calm, took two puffs of dry tobacco, took the pipe out of his mouth, exhaled white smoke gently, and looked straight at the horizon in front of him, without turning his head, not looking at his daughter and granddaughter inside the door.

The two were only a few steps apart.

The woman of the Wang family looked at the familiar faces of her relatives and couldn't help crying and shouting: "What's the use of these sticks! What's the use of kitchen knives! What's the use of hoes..." She burst into tears before she finished.

The two girls seemed to hear that people in the neighboring homes around them were crying.

The old man smacked his lips, still looking forward, and said slowly: "Talent will always run out. Let's go!"

After the old man finished speaking, he held the stick in his right hand, put his left hand behind his waist, and walked forward slowly, as if he was carrying a birdcage for a walk.

The middle-aged man followed closely.

The two little girls didn't understand, they just felt sad, just like when they heard that County Magistrate Xiao Fang had passed away, their tears couldn't stop flowing.

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