My wife is the sect leader

Zhou Xianming said indifferently: "It's admirable for the cold plum to stand proudly in the snow. Although the leaves of the weeds are dry, their roots are still rooted in the ground. When the next year comes, they will be able to regenerate their vitality again. It's like spring everywhere. , you can see weeds everywhere, but you can’t see cold plums everywhere.”

The students present couldn't help being shocked when they heard this.

Xu Zongshun retorted: "This weed grows on the ground. It is common and common. Anyone can trample on it and insult it..."

Zhou Xianming said slowly: "The sky is full of fires, and the garden is full of spring. After the next year, the greenery will be full, and only this weed will grow wildly..."

After Zhou Xianming's words fell, the whole waterside pavilion was silent, as if the scene of the weeds growing wantonly after the wildfire burned the garden was already in his mind.

The expressions of the students present were all shocked, and there seemed to be waves in their hearts.

Xu Zongshun's face became very ugly, while Zuo Zixin also frowned and said nothing.

"Zhou will take my leave first."

Zhou Xianming sighed softly, then walked slowly towards the inn.

Not long after walking along the path, we returned to the inn.

"Why, isn't today plum appreciation?"

Li Fuzhou was lying on the bed reading a book, and asked casually.

Zhou Xianming seemed to be quite lonely and said: "If the way is different, we don't conspire with each other. If we have different aspirations, we don't become friends."

For some reason, he suddenly thought of Yuzhou City, and the happy days of eating wine with that doctor and Butou.

"Then you may not have any friends." Li Fuzhou couldn't help laughing when he heard that.

Others don't know the identity of the plum appreciating student, but Li Fuzhou knows it very well.

The one called Zuo Zixin is the eldest son of Zuo Biwen, the owner of Youfeng Valley. His aunt is the current empress, a real relative of the emperor, and with Youfeng Valley behind him, there is also the Zuo family, the son of the top family in Yujing City. .

And that Xu Zongshun is also from an extraordinary background, his father is the president of the Yujing Chamber of Commerce, and the Feiyanji rouge sold in various parts of Dayan is the output of the Yujing Chamber of Commerce. In addition, there are many household goods, They are all produced by Yujing Chamber of Commerce.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Yujing Chamber of Commerce is the largest chamber of commerce in Dayan, and without the support behind it, it is certainly impossible to develop to this point.

"I expected it."

Zhou Xianming took a deep breath and said, "In the eyes of those in power, this land belongs to them, Li Shu belongs to them, and everything belongs to them......"

Li Fuzhou nodded: "That's right."

Don't all the strata in power in that dynasty think so?

The world is their world. Since the Great Zhou Dynasty, Confucianism has risen, entered the temple, and established an extremely powerful Great Zhou Dynasty.

In the world since then, Confucian scholars have also become the backbone of the court.

In the eyes of Confucianism, the world is divided and ruled by them and the emperor, and they have a part of the world.

But the emperor thinks that the world is his world.

This is also the contradiction between the emperor and Confucianism, and it is also the contradiction between the emperor and Confucianism represented by Lu Guoyong.

"But this world belongs to the people of the world." Zhou Xianming narrowed his eyes, and a faint light reflected from them.

Li Fuzhou was slightly taken aback, and said: "Your thinking is very dangerous, you know that not everyone can listen to your reasoning."

Zhou Xianming's words were ambitious and thought-provoking, but they also contained a trace of outrageousness and violation of Confucianism.

"I also told Dr. An before that not everyone in this world is reasonable." Zhou Xianming said quietly.

"Then what did he say?"

Li Fuzhou asked curiously.

Zhou Xianming smiled and said: "Doctor An said that he is a rough man, an idiot, and if he doesn't understand the truth, then he will overturn the table. I think he is right."

Looking at Zhou Xianming's expression, Li Fuzhou seemed to see the shadow of himself.

The same talent, the same persistence, the difference is that when I was young, I was suave and suave, and the tree was like the wind, which is incomparable to Zhou Xianming.

"Mr. Li, is your cold better?"

"Better."

"How about we have a drink tonight?"

"Alright."

........

A few days later, Jishitang.

Little Heizai laid down on the ground leisurely, enjoying the warm spring.

"Tan Yun, it's time to eat."

An Jing came out from the kitchen and shouted.

"I'm coming."

Tan Yun was wearing an emerald green gown, and ran out of the pharmacy quickly, with a pair of beautiful big eyes, shining brightly: "I have already smelled the fragrance."

An Jing pinched Tan Yun's cheek, and said, "Eat it quickly, I made your favorite braised pork knuckle."

Since the last time he found out that Tan Yun was studying hard at night, An Jing no longer let Tan Yun cook, and since he didn't have so much money in the restaurant, he had to do it himself.

"really?"

Hearing this, Tan Yun ran into the kitchen with excitement.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Little Heizai also ran in and squatted on the ground.

The pig's knuckles on the table are red and shiny.

An Jing also sat down and said, "How about a taste?"

"Grandpa, you didn't move your chopsticks, how could I be ashamed..." Tan Yun was a little embarrassed when he saw this.

Uncle is really nice, even cooking for himself.

"It's okay, eat quickly." An Jing said with a smile.

"Grandpa, I'm not being polite..."

Tan Yun swallowed, then impatiently picked up a piece of pig's knuckle, and bit it down.

There is a layer of fatty meat on the top, but it is fat but not greasy, and the lower layer is lean meat, which melts in the mouth, with distinct layers and no sharp edges.

"how is the taste?

"Guye (uncle), good time (delicious)......."

Tan Yun's eyes lit up, wishing he could swallow his tongue, his eyes lit up, "Master, this pork knuckle you made is so delicious."

An Jing also picked up the chopsticks: "Eat more if it tastes good. During this period of time, you stay up late and study, and you look thinner."

Stay up late reading.......

Hearing An Jing's words, Tan Yun's hands froze.

"What's wrong?" An Jing couldn't help asking when he saw this.

"No, it's fine."

Tan Yun shook his head quickly, then lowered his head and began to eat the pig's knuckle.

An Jing said: "However, you can't let go of this cooking skill. If you marry someone in the future, it won't work..."

Hearing this, Tan Yun was slightly taken aback, and said: "Master, I'm married, so I can't be with you, miss, my aunt?"

For some reason, she suddenly felt a little lost.

In the future, if my son-in-law knows the identity of the leader, he will naturally know his own.

At that time, I will no longer pretend to be a maid beside the leader, and I must leave this house.

"Of course, we won't live together."

An Jing raised his eyebrows, recalling what Tan Yun said before, and said, "Why, do you have someone you like?"

Tan Yun bit his lip, and said seriously: "Uncle, no matter what happens in the future, I will never forget your kindness to me."

In fact, at home, Li Fuzhou has a special status, and she feels awe in her heart, not to mention Zhao Qingmei, whose status is even more disparate, and she mostly talks and laughs with the doctor in front of her.

Thinking that she would leave here one day in the future, she felt inexplicably sad.

"Just don't take revenge on me."

An Jing waved his hand, and then said a little sourly: "By the way, who is your ideal?"

Should not be!

Could it be that there is another man in Yuzhou City who is more graceful than him?

"Brother An, Brother An!"

At this moment, a panicked voice sounded outside the door.

Chapter 130 Ome Steps into the Grandmaster

An Jing heard the sound and looked over, only to see Han Wenxin walking in hastily.

"What's going on?" An Jing couldn't help asking.

Han Wenxin looked melancholy and said, "My father told me to go to Faxi Temple to become a monk."

"Really?" There was a hint of surprise in An Jing's eyes.

Han Wenxin is the single heir of the three generations of the Han family, and Han Ju actually let Han Wenxin become a monk?real or fake?

Tan Yun clasped his hands together, put them on his chest, and said with a smile: "Isn't that good? After becoming a monk, I will forget my troubles and sorrows from now on, and the four things will be empty."

An Jing glanced at Tan Yun's cute face with folded hands, and then involuntarily moved his eyes to the turbulent waves on his chest...

Han Wenxin took a deep breath and sighed: "My father said that my cultivation still needs to be honed, and he wants me to go to Faxi Temple to study Buddhist martial arts."

Hearing this, An Jing said angrily: "What kind of monk is this, and besides, isn't this a good thing?"

Han Wenxin's cultivation base is at the sixth rank. This kind of cultivation base is in the rivers and lakes, that is, it has just left the category of fish and shrimps in the rivers and lakes.

Especially the business of catching fast, which can be regarded as a high-risk industry, and a little carelessness can mean death.

"Hey."

With a mournful face, Han Wenxin said, "Brother An, accompany me to the Faxi Temple Martial Academy, I dare not go alone."

Han Wenxin was able to become the arrester of Yuzhou City, Han Ju had made a lot of effort, otherwise Han Wenxin would not have been able to become the arrester of Yuzhou City at the seventh rank. As for Han Ju, he dared to do small things. Act recklessly, but dare not be sloppy with such a major event.

"Go to Faxi Temple? That's fine."

An Jing nodded, and after taking away Fazhi's relic, he once said to give Puhui Bodhisattva a half-column Qi Containing Technique, but he never had the chance to go to Faxi Temple.

When I went to Faxi Temple this time, I happened to give the half volume of Qi Containing Art to Puhui Bodhisattva.

The most important thing in being a person is to speak credit.

"Uncle, are you going to Faxi Temple?"

Tan Yun asked beside him.

"I'll accompany Brother Han to have a look first, you can eat first."

An Jing said, "I'll be back in the afternoon."

Tan Yun patted his chest and said: "I see, young master, don't worry, I will honestly watch at home."

An Jing nodded, then followed Han Wenxin out of the medical hall and walked towards Sanmiao Mountain.

"Hey!"

Along the way, Han Wenxin kept sighing.

Especially when seeing tall buildings and painted boats, there is a bit of melancholy in his eyes, "From now on, the days of being unrestrained and unrestrained will be far away."

"This is a good opportunity for you."

An Jing knew very well in his heart that if Buddhism wants to gain a foothold in Dayan today, the Martial Academy must be the top priority. If Han Wenxin can enter the Martial Academy, if he is valued, he might be able to learn advanced Buddhist martial arts .

Han Wenxin put his hands on his chest and said piously: "Tell the peach blossoms that there is no need to bloom. From today onwards, I will become a monk."

An Jing: "......"