i really have no talent

Chapter 23
In the small courtyard, watching Long Xiaowen drop the sunspots in his hand on the chessboard, Yue Jingming knew something.

The dean of Daxia Academy of Arts, who seems to be calm and calm, is already a little confused at the moment, otherwise, he would not appear here at this moment, and he would not have asked about his alliance with the various schools of thought just now. At the same time, he also mentioned the two pillars of the previous generation of the Great Zhou Academy of Arts,
Despite the combined weight of these two people, even the old lady Fu Ye Sucheng, who was in charge of the previous generation of Confucianism, still pays attention to three points.

However, a few days ago, because of the news about the alliance between hundreds of families, he also heard some rumors.

After thinking about it, this is quite normal. After all, Long Xiaowen is only 42 years old this year, and his cultivation has already reached the peak of a master. He may step into the realm of a great master at any time. The essence of a hundred schools of thought, maybe there is still a chance in this life, and it is still unknown to have a glimpse of a higher level of mythology.

Even last night, Yue Jingming found out that the Daxia Academy of Literature, which originally formed an alliance with hundreds of schools, did not take into account the opinions of the previous generation of Confucian leaders, which is a bit intriguing.

Perhaps it was the news from the Ye Mansion that made the Dean Daxia a little anxious.

Long Xiaowen came to the door at this moment, perhaps to seek support, but it may also be to test the attitude of the Great Zhou Academy of Arts. After all, they are all of the same branch of Confucianism, and it is impossible to ignore the appearance of Confucianism.

Moreover, the alliance of hundreds of schools is also of great benefit to spreading the Confucian way of sages and expanding their influence.

Yue Jingming understood in his heart, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then he also held a white piece in his hand and dropped it. There are some things that are better to see through and not to reveal.

In the small pavilion, there was only the sound of two people constantly falling.

Later, when the chess pieces on the chessboard slowly stalemate together, the situation entered a confrontation, and when they were fighting each other, the two slowed down and had more time to meditate.

At the same time, Yue Jingming also kept silent about other things, and only after the two of them finished the game again did they start talking again, and the content of the conversation was mostly irrelevant things, which made Long Xiaowen want to say something, but also Not easy to speak.

"Brother Jingming, what do you think of the royal families of the Four Kingdoms?"

While lightly twisting the chess pieces, Long Xiaowen frowned and raised his eyes, and said in a low voice.

Hearing the words, Yue Jingming couldn't help but stop the movement of his hands, then gently wiped the snow on the chessboard, concealed his gaze, and slightly adjusted the expression on his face, then said earnestly: "I also see Not very transparent."

"Has the situation in the four countries really reached such a complicated and muddy point?"

Hearing this, Long Xiaowen's face seemed a bit unbelievable, but in his heart he scoffed at Yue Jingming's statement.

In today's Four Kingdoms, Great Xia is the most powerful, and Great Zhou is also the most powerful in military power. Although the financial resources are weaker, Da Qi and Dayan are just like children holding gold bricks and silver ingots. There is no difference. There is also a lot of oil and water squeezed out of the body.

If it weren't for the three barbarians and Gudi outside, Daxia Dazhou might have begun to suppress the development of Dayan Daqi. These two countries are just fattened lambs in the eyes of Daxia and Next Week.

Now that the Cultural Association of the Four Kingdoms has started, one of the purposes of the Alliance of Hundred Schools of Philosophy is to guess this point, hoping to use the combined power of the Hundred Schools to contain the power among the four royal families, so as to balance the Four Kingdoms and resist the invasion of external forces.

This is also one of the reasons why Long Xiaowen is not worried when facing Emperor Xia.

"Who can tell what will happen in the future."

Yue Jingming took back all the chess pieces on the chessboard, changed his expression, and said a meaningful sentence with a long tone, then with a smile on his face, he glanced at Long Xiaowen's face for a moment, and continued: "Come on, come on, want to Do these trivial things, play chess and chess."

"That's right, I'm the one with the picture, play chess."

Long Xiaowen nodded in agreement, and pinched a pawn in his hand. Although he had something in his heart, he didn't say it, but sank down, because he already knew the attitude of the Great Zhou Academy of Arts, he didn't take the initiative, he didn't refuse, If you want them to do things, you have to pay more!

Long Xiaowen pondered, among Confucianism, the Academy of Literature of the Four Kingdoms, except for the School of Literature of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which is in charge of a branch and has deep strength, and Daqi Dayan, are all a group of people who rely on their old roots. Whether it is strength or potential, they have been exhausted. Among the juniors, there are only two or three outstanding ones, so there is nothing to fear.

And in the past few decades, under the strong suppression of Daxia's previous dean, Daqi Dayan has begun to consume their heritage, and now it is almost consumed.

As long as the Dazhou Academy of Literature stands on the side of the Daxia Academy of Literature, perhaps Confucianism can really merge and make a powerful and unique voice to the outside world.

Thinking of this, Long Xiaowen's heart couldn't help but boil with enthusiasm. If he can accomplish this, then his name may be passed down through the ages, and he will become the next saint in the history of Confucianism.

Whether it is the essence of a hundred schools of thought, the realm of great masters, the realm of mythology, or the reunion of Confucianism, any of these is a strong driving force for Long Xiaowen to go on.

It was impossible for Yue Jingming to think that the dean of the Daxia Academy of Arts, who was a few years younger than him, would have such great ambitions. He thought that he just wanted to gain some benefits from the process of forming an alliance of hundreds of schools.

"Okay, brother Jingming, I've been bothering you for a long time today, so I won't stay any longer, and it's time for me to leave."

After the game of chess was over, Long Xiaowen obviously didn't want to stay any longer since he got the result of the test, so he said goodbye directly.

"Brother Xiaowen, please, I will see you off."

"It doesn't have to be."

"The gift cannot be neglected."

"........."

On the other side, driving a carriage, Ye Sucheng and Ye Wushuang returned to Yingtian Mansion after traveling for an hour.

Seven days of idle life completely dissipated Ye Sucheng's emotions, and at the same time began to think about the next step.

As for Ye Wushuang, after returning to his small courtyard, Ye Nan showed up in his study with Ye Xi and Ye Dong, and then reported some big and small things that happened in Yingtian Mansion in the past seven days.

While listening to Ye Nan's report, Ye Wushuangye browsed the blue screen of the system, seven days of life in the valley, and when he was sparring with Wuyi, he also touched the system's functions, and then comprehended two master-level halberd techniques, as well as a Gate footwork.

Ye Wushuang didn't spend experience points to upgrade these skills to full level because they couldn't use them.

"It seems that from the four countries, all the people who came to participate in the cultural meeting have arrived, and it seems that the mysterious force that we have been chasing has also entered the Yingtian mansion?"

Ye Wushuang pondered for a moment, then closed the book in his hand, let out a chuckle the next moment, and muttered to himself: "It seems that this year's literary fair is really very lively, not only the forces behind the scenes of the four countries participated , There are also internal mysterious forces scattered in the four countries, and the three barbarians, and even the hundreds of schools have unearthed many immortals, which is really interesting."

Ye Wushuang thought about it, and asked Ye Nan to arrange Ye Xi and Ye Dong to be responsible for the safety of the younger sister and grandfather respectively, and at the same time, asked Ye Bei, who was staying in Qing'an County, to pay attention to protecting the safety of his parents.

"Maybe it's time to change your identity and practice a trumpet."

Ye Wushuang thought about it, nodded involuntarily, and then continued to order: "Go and spread some news, saying that the Northern Swordsman who mysteriously disappeared ten years ago has reappeared."

"Yes."

Ye Nan took the order to go out, and the other two followed to carry out their tasks.

(End of this chapter)