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In fact, before Lin Wenruo, the Lanxi Lin clan, or Zhongnan Confucianism, has always compromised with the Taoist forces headed by Chongxuguan. After all, when the monarch of Zhongnan asked a great Confucian to govern the country, Chongxuguan acquiesced, and Chongxuguan acted as his own. The first comers have deep roots in Zhongnan Kingdom, and it is difficult for the latecomers to shake.

However, slowly, looking back on the history of the Zhongnan Kingdom over the past several hundred years, the group of Confucian scholars headed by Lin Wenruo discovered that, with Taoism as the mainstay and Confucianism as the supplement, inaction in the general direction of governing the country is unworkable and must be done something, that is, "to do".

The new law came into being. This time the new law was different from the previous "reforms" in Zhongnan. It was strongly promoted by a certain Confucian scholar, and the implementation was very thorough, so it also triggered the rebound of the inherent interests. If the existing power structure of Zhongnan is maintained, the new law cannot be implemented.

Therefore, Lin Wenruo single-handedly directed this debate between Confucianism and Taoism, in order to root out the obstacles that he believed hindered the progress of the carriage of Zhongnan Kingdom, and completely grasp the authority.

While thinking about it, Zhao Rong copied the four-character stone carvings. The latent copying of scriptures some time ago has tempered his ability to do both.

He squinted his eyes, and suddenly remembered Lin Wenruo's drunken remarks when he had a heart-to-heart relationship at Moonlight Lake Heart Pavilion.

At that time, the Confucian scholar who was not drunk but was fascinated by the night of Zhongnan was holding a guqin, leaning on the railing, and looking out of the pavilion with his head tilted, his expression was unclear, but his tone was calm.

"Obviously possessing the most abundant resources and taking advantage of the right time and place, but has always been self-sufficient. For thousands of years, the country has not made any progress, and the system has become more and more corrupt, and problems have emerged endlessly. Looking around, there are legalist reforms in Dachen, famous generals in the Northern Qi Dynasty and strong troops. With capable ministers in power and strong enemies around, South Africa was finally a safe place, a place that must be contested, but now, internal and external troubles are in danger."

"Is it Zhongnan who has no son?"

Thinking of this, Zhao Rong suddenly stopped writing and looked at the four characters on the paper.

"Quiet and inaction."

The contradiction between the Lanxi Lin clan and Chongxu Guan, on the surface, is a struggle for state governance, but in essence it is a microcosm of the "doing and not doing" struggle between the two schools of Confucianism and Taoism in the Xuanhuang realm.

This is the fundamental difference between Confucianism and Taoism.

It involves ancient and modern disputes, moral disputes, and disputes between heaven and man.

Although he is a Confucian student now, in order to complete the graduation thesis on the pre-Qin disciples in his previous life, he once looked at this issue from an objective point of view.

He supports Confucianism, which is down-to-earth, but he does not hate Taoism. On the contrary, he appreciates the high Daoism of Taoism.

However, the "law of inaction" promoted by Chongxuguan, in his opinion, is not included in this list.

This was also one of the reasons why he agreed to Lin Wenruo's participation in the debate between Confucianism and Taoism tomorrow, not just because of the kind invitation from his friends.

"Zhao Rong, Zhao Rong..."

His thoughts were interrupted by the soft call of the little fox demon outside the door.

Zhao Rong stopped writing, tidied up a little, then went out and accompanied Su Xiaoxiao to her yard for breakfast.

This little girl shouted yesterday that she has learned a unique cooking skill from the cook, and this morning, she will cook him a hearty breakfast that will not only grow his brain, but also replenish his body. If he doesn't finish it, he won't give it to him. Her "Fox Fairy Little Chef" face.

Zhao Rong glanced at Su Xiaoxiao's big fox eyes, stared straight at him, took a deep breath, and under the eagerly looking forward eyes of the little fox demon, he had no choice but to swallow the one that was bigger than his face and ate half of it. No stuffed buns, eh?Why are there two small handprints on this bun?

Hello Su Xiaoxiao, is this handprint yours?

Quickly stretch out the hand shrunk behind your back!

It's no wonder that the buns are so big. You just pinch the whole dough at will, and then the stuffing is done directly. Have you ever made buns like this?

Zhao Rong left Su Xiaoxiao's yard dumbfounded and went out to run errands. Today, he will go back to Xuguan's appearance to try his luck again to see if he can find the heart of the furnace.

Su Xiaoxiao rubbed her snow-white hands that were made red by the bad guy who ate her breakfast and bullied her aggrievedly. She just saw the clean plate on the stone table, she tilted her head and squinted. Smile, hum a song, and pack up.

She thought, she will not sleep in in the future, get up early to make breakfast, um, make some for him by the way, just by the way.

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The sun was high and the sky was slowly setting. In the afternoon, Zhao Rong returned to the manor with a tired body.

This trip to Taibai Mountain has achieved nothing, and there is no clue about the heart of the furnace at all. It has been "visiting" in the temple for a long time. If you stay there again, it will be very conspicuous. Maybe you will encounter the winding road yesterday. The deserted Daoist aunt who met on the mountain road was finished when he was recognized, so Zhao Rong had no choice but to return.

Gui couldn't help but said: "It's really not good, forget it, practice on the mountain, don't be obsessed with insisting. That Li Jijian pill that was almost complete, I will look back and think of a way to see if it can be used as waste. As for Tingni Zijin The furnace, although it lacks the heart of the furnace, can't be used, but its material is the rare Tingni purple gold, and we will melt it later and use it as the refining material for the flying sword of your destiny."

Zhao Rong nodded slightly, breathed a sigh of relief, smiled lightly, and returned to the yard.

It's just that he just rested for a while when he saw outside the courtyard, a tall and handsome man, a long sleeved robe, not shoes but sandals, carrying a black and red wine jar, pushed the door and entered.

Chapter 67 Before the Storm

"Go, go out for a drink."

"Give me a break, I'm exhausted."

"What are you busy with, so tired?"

"Go on a treasure hunt."

"Did you find it?"

"No, I've been busy for a long time."

"Oh." The man who brought the wine said softly, and didn't speak again.

Zhao Rong leaned back on the chair and took a deep breath. He glanced at Lin Wenruo, who was sitting on the side with a straight waist and a straight waist. At this moment, his eyes were calmly staring at the wine jar on the table that he carried, especially the wet black soil.

There was no word between the two for a while, Zhao Rong got up, reached out and pushed a plate of osmanthus cakes neatly arranged in front of the man who was stunned.

"Try it, Su Xiaoxiao made it, it's a little sweet."

Lin Wenruo glanced at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and nodded.

When Zhao Rong took off his turban, changed into a loose Confucian robe and returned to the table, he found that there was no missing piece of cake on the plate.

Zhao Rong grabbed a piece with his right hand, held it with his left, and put it in his mouth, chewing it and saying, "Let's go."

The two walked out of the courtyard, led by the wine-teller man, all the way west.

"Where are you going, don't you go through the main entrance?" Zhao Rong looked around and asked curiously.

Lin's manor is very big, and he has never been to the west.

There are no staggered mansions and gorgeous buildings in other parts of the manor, but it gets more and more secluded.

The two walked on the winding corridor, passing by the pavilion hidden in the lush green water, the sun was paving the ground, and the footsteps were echoing.

"I took Ziyu to play in Lanxi this afternoon. I promised Ziyu when I first arrived, and it has been delayed until now. If I don't go, there may be no chance."

Lin Wenruo turned her head and said with a chuckle, "We won't go through the main entrance. There are a lot of people visiting, so it's easy to get out of your way."

Zhao Rong nodded and raised his eyebrows, knowing what he meant by saying there might be no chance.

Tomorrow will be the debate between Confucianism and Taoism. When Zhao Rong passed by Luojing City Gate in the morning, he saw a long queue from far away. I saw a lot of people in fancy clothes.

Today, the entire Zhongnan Kingdom, and even the surrounding countries, are all focused on Luojing. Countless Zhongnan people, hermits, celebrities, and monks on the mountain have come to Luojing, looking forward to tomorrow at the lecturing platform on the top of Taibai Mountain. Confucianism and Taoism.

This much-anticipated talk will completely change the national fortunes of Zhongnan Kingdom. Only one of Confucianism and Taoism can stay in Zhongnan Kingdom justifiably.

And just when Zhao Rong returned to the manor, he found that many guests came to visit, the main entrance was full of traffic, and the servants were busy with their feet not touching the ground.

"Won't Wen Ruo go to entertain guests? I see a lot of people coming to your house today."

The long-standing scholar who single-handedly facilitated tomorrow's Zhongnan event said calmly:

"They're all just speculators. When they needed help from a team a few days ago, they shied away and no one was seen. Now that the debate between Confucianism and Taoism is about to start, the general situation will be set, and they will come out one after another. When you leave the Lanxi Mansion, you will turn to the top of Taibai Mountain."

"These 'VIPs' are optional, and what they do. It's more important to accompany Ziyu to drink and enjoy the scenery..."

Lin Wenruo suddenly stopped, her words stopped, and she turned her head to look outside the veranda.

Zhao Rong followed his gaze. It was an open space on the left side of the veranda in front of a remote pavilion near the water, with a few trees standing.

Lin Wenruo pursed her lips, "Tzuyu wait a moment."

After saying that, the man carrying the wine walked towards the pavilion, his pace became faster and faster, and when he approached, he became slower and slower, and finally stopped in front of a tree and looked up.

Zhao Rong copied his hands, leaned his back on a beam, squinted his eyes, and saw that the leaves were shaped like a ginkgo tree.

After a while, the wine-teller returned and joined the young scholar waiting in the veranda. After that, the two walked into a quiet path and left the Lin's Manor.

The two played in Lanxi, which was once a royal garden 700 years ago.

Cross the far bridge, ride the lotus boat, climb Daiyan Rock, cross the Songxi River, climb the Cuishan Mountain, admire the Li Pavilion, and tour the Sound Valley.

As the sun went down, the two of them traveled happily and returned happily, and Shi Shiran returned to the Lin's Manor.

Zhao Rong and Lin Wenruo were discussing some matters for tomorrow on the way back, and they were about to wave goodbye at a fork in the road, but suddenly, an unexpected person walked out of the road.

……

Lin Qingxuan took his servants and entourage and hurriedly returned to Lin's Manor from Luojing City, sitting alone in the carriage all the way, silent.

After nearly a ten-day recuperation, his injuries have basically recovered, but after his face was tied by the man's palm in the Drunkard Pavilion that day, he still hasn't fully recovered, and he is slightly swollen.

Inside the carriage, he closed the doors and windows, drew the curtains, and hid himself in the darkness. Except for the slight sway of the wide carriage, he was isolated from the outside world, as if only in this way could he hide his innermost thoughts. secret.

In the darkness, at this moment, his body trembled slightly, the sound of slightly thick breathing sounded in the darkness, the teeth that had been clenched all the time were now trembling, and his right hand clenched his fist tightly.

The smile and calmness that she had in front of that woman not long ago was no longer there.

Slowly, he opened his right fist and looked down.

Although it was in the dark car, I couldn't see anything.

But he knew it was there through the slight pressure from the palm of his hand, lying still, stained with his sweat.

Why did he take it in a daze at that time! ?

And the friend who tricked him into going to Fengqi Building, he didn't expect that he was already a person who rushed to the virtual view. He left his entourage outside the door and entered the room. What he saw was not the top girl he ordered, but Xiao Yin Yin and others. his woman.

As the carriage jolted, he was in a trance, and once again thought of the words in his ear from the woman he once regarded as his sister but now can't avoid.

He had no idea how many times he had reminisced along the way.

Find the man named Zhao Ziyu that he knows, and try to give him the medicine in the small porcelain bottle in his hand.

After this is done, Chong Xuguan can forgive Lanxi Lin's sins.

All the responsibility for these daring actions will be borne by Lin Wenruo alone.

Lanxi Lin can also continue to stay in Zhongnan Kingdom.

At that time, Chongxuguan will support him, Lin Qingxuan, as the new head of the Lanxi Lin family...

Lin Qingxuan's forehead was full of beads of sweat, but instead of wiping it, he licked his dry lips.

After he returned to Zhongnan Kingdom, he learned that the family, under the leadership of Lin Wenruo, had actually attacked Xuguan, and he couldn't believe it.

Because of something in his childhood, he has always held a pessimistic attitude towards reform, and the shadow of rushing to the virtual world is shrouded in his heart.

In his opinion, how can the Chongxu view that has been standing on Zhongnan Mountain for thousands of years be so easy to overturn?

However, he did not have any power in the clan except for the identity of a direct bloodline, so where did he decide the direction of Lanxi Lin's carriage.

Lin Qingxuan clenched the small porcelain bottle in his right hand again, which contained the medicine someone asked him to give that Zhao Ziyu. Hearing from her, the effect of the medicine would not take effect immediately, and he could escape safely.

The man in the car raised his left hand and wiped the sweat off his face.

Damn, why did he take this porcelain bottle from her at that time?

It's okay, it's okay, I won't say it, no one will leak this.He comforted himself.

Besides, I won't do it myself, so what are you afraid of?

But thinking about it like this, the woman's meaningful smile before she left, and...

In the darkness as dense as water, the man reached out and touched his still swollen face.

And that day, the man in the Drunkard Pavilion, who was his own brother, gave him seven strings for the sake of a goddamn outsider.

The shame of that day is vivid in my eyes.

The man's eyes darkened.

Chapter 68 The Lin Brothers

Inside a carriage that was being urged towards Lanxi.

In the darkness, a man with a tense body suddenly slumped backwards, leaning loosely on the velvet back pillow.

A hand sticks out, groping on the wall of the car.

The next second, the hand forced open the curtain, and the small casement suddenly lit up, making the interior of the car bright and clear.

Lin Qingxuan tilted his head and looked out the window, it was Lanxi where he grew up.

The carriage passed the crowd who were queuing to submit name stickers to Lanxi Lin, passed them directly, and slowly drove into the manor.

When the car stopped, Lin Qingxuan wiped the sweat from his head hastily, took a deep breath, and hurriedly got out of the car, hurriedly looking for the young helm of the Lanxi Lin family.

The fire is urgent, and it is urgent.

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