Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

He knew it would be useless to go by himself, but he still wanted to go and see, and Mr. Jiaxuan mentioned by the third master was also there, even if it was to communicate.

As a Chinese Miao descendant, I always have some feelings, which I can afford, but I can't let go of!

Chapter 99 A Man's Desire to Die Hard (3/5 Seeking First Order)

"This official is sorry to bother you, I am an old man from Zhizhou Xin, who came to pay a visit!"

Wang Xuebin stood at the gate of the Zhenjiang government office and said sincerely to the servants of the government office.

"Get out, get out, or I'll push you up!"

Yamen servants work on errands every day. I see a lot of people like this. There are even those who claim to be illegitimate children, not to mention old friends.

Wang Xuebin was very helpless, he couldn't get rid of the yamen servant, and said sincerely:

"This official, please pass this book to Xin Zhizhou, and tell Xin Zhizhou's juniors to come visit later!"

As he spoke, he handed over the collection of Fu Zhai given to him by the third master.

Now the yamen servants are getting more and more popular. There are often talented people who claim to have a strategy for governing the country and want to present it to the adults, but after handing it over, it is a bunch of nonsense.

Mr. Xin is not a good-tempered winner, turning his face is a trivial matter, and he even suffered a board for it. At this time, when he saw Wang Xuebin took out a book, he immediately grabbed the book and threw it out.

Seeing this, Wang Xuebin hurriedly flew to intercept the collection, looked through it carefully, and found that it was not damaged. Just about to get angry at the yamen servant, who would have thought that when he looked up, he saw the yamen servant bowing and said with a smile:

"I'm sorry, my son, it's a villain who has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai, so I'll make a contribution for you!"

Then he raised his hands, ready to take the set in Wang Xuebin's hand.

Wang Xuebin was a little puzzled, couldn't hold his breath, and felt uncomfortable.

In this world, anyone who can afford martial arts is a high-ranking family. Anyway, a yamen servant can't afford to offend him. If this chivalrous man remembers his grudge and chooses an opportunity to take revenge on him, he won't even have the place to cry.

Wang Xuebin didn't understand this, and when he saw the yamen servant standing with a smiling face, he couldn't get angry, so he handed over the collection to the yamen servant, and said:

"This is a gift from my teacher, please keep it safe!"

The yamen servant nodded quickly, and carefully went in holding the collection.

Just for a moment, an old man who was over sixty years old walked over, Wang Xuebin looked at this person, and his heart was a little surging.

Xin Qiji, courtesy name Zhong Min, nickname Jiaxuan Layman, Southern Song Dynasty general, official, and unrestrained poet, spent his whole life running for the Northern Expedition to the Central Plains, but he never gave up despite his ill-fated fate. He continued to shout "Kill the thief! Kill the thief !"

"Where is Nephew Lu Xian?"

Xin Weng's voice was very loud, and it sounded like a gold and iron horse.

Wang Xuebin clasped his fists and bowed in salute:

"Lord Xin, Wansheng was born in Suzhou Wang Xuebin, whose name is Guanlan. This book is a gift from his family teacher, and he specially asked Wansheng to hand over this book to Xin Weng!"

This is pure nonsense, Wang Xuebin also returned to watch it later, they just asked how Wang Xuebin was doing, as for the disposal of the book, they didn't even mention it.

Xin Weng looked at Wang Xuebin, helped him up, looked at his strong body, and said with a satisfied smile:

"Guanlan? Is your master Dalang or Erlang?"

Wang Xuebin cupped his hands again.

"Report to Xin Zhizhou..."

Xin Weng raised his hand and said:

"You can just call him Gong Xin. I have a good acquaintance with your master, and I have known your master for a long time!"

As he said, he took Wang Xuebin's hand and entered the government office, asking about his master's current situation all the way!

Hearing that the two brothers had become monks and practiced Taoism, he stood there silently. After a while, he came back to his senses and sighed:

"Your teacher, Lu Zishou, is a remarkable figure. He is involved in a hundred schools of thought, and the three of them founded the school of Sanlu, which is like the first of its kind.

At the first Ehu meeting, their brothers argued fiercely with brother Yuanhui for several days, and at last they went home regardless of who was superior. After that, brother Yuanhui's school of Neo-Confucianism and brother Zishou's school of mind were no longer incompatible. What a pity Dalang Erlang up! "

Only then did Wang Xuebin know the life experiences of the two Master Lus. It turned out that their father and uncle were the famous Lu Jiuling and Lu Jiuyuan, the founders of Xinxue.

No wonder Wang Xuebin always has a sense of familiarity when he reads Fu Zhai Ji, as if he has heard the theories in the book somewhere.

Xin Weng talked for a while, then smiled and said:

"It's fine to become a monk, but if it wasn't for the uneasy mood, the old man would have become a monk long ago!"

Wang Xuebin heard the words and praised:

"Xin Gong cares about his family and country, and the family and country are not peaceful, how can you rest assured?"

When Xin Weng heard Wang Xuebin's words, he smiled indifferently:

"Don't be flattering, Guanlan is interested in the imperial examination? The old man and Yuan Hui still have some friendship, would you like to go to his school to study? Today's imperial court attaches great importance to Neo Confucianism. If you become an official, it is better to have a smooth line of Neo Confucianism!"

Wang Xuebin knew that the Yuan Hui he was talking about was Zhu Xi, a sage of Neo Confucianism, but Wang Xuebin was not interested in it at all, he shook his head, and before he could speak, Xin Weng comforted him:

"Don't think too much, your master is your master, and you are you, so you don't have to blame yourself for the grievances of the older generation!"

Wang Xuebin looked up and explained:

"Xin Gong, this junior is actually here for the Northern Expedition, and I have no intention of following!"

Xin Weng was stunned when he heard this, then stared at Wang Xuebin closely and asked:

"How did you know about the Northern Expedition?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Xuebin learned that Xin Weng doubted his identity, so he took out a piece of paper from his bosom and handed it over. On it was Han Xiangfa's call for gold, Xin Weng saw it, his eyes were tearing apart.

"The way of heaven is good, because China has principles that must be extended, and the people of the people help to obey, even though everyone will take revenge..."

Xin Weng dragged Wang Xuebin and asked:

"Where did you get this?"

Wang Xuebin explained:

"I heard it from a level talker, transcribe it!"

Xin Weng held the piece of paper tightly, as if he had some deep hatred, gritted his teeth and cursed:

"Han Yuzhou! Han Yuzhou! You are not enough to succeed, but more than fail!"

Originally, Xin Qiji did not support the Northern Expedition at this time. At this time, the generals are mediocre, the army and the people resent, the horse administration does not talk about it, and the knights are not familiar with it. What to fight?