Zhenwu Tianxia: Summon Yuwen Chengdu at the beginning

It is precisely because of this that he feels that Ye Gucheng is not the kind of insidious and cunning person.

Yan Zhen didn't doubt Li Xun's eyes on people, he shook his head and said with a smile, "I don't seem to be very attached to Confucianism and Taoism either!"

"Ok!"

Li Xun looked at him in surprise.

Yan Zhen sighed softly, and looked sideways at Wang Shouren behind her.

"This is my new disciple Wang Shouren. His mentality has shaken this old man!"

Li Xun looked straight at Wang Shouren, feeling a little embarrassed at Wang Shouren.

"Psychology!"

"A clear heart is the law of nature." Yan Zhen seemed to be explaining to Li Xun.

"I don't understand!" Li Xun shook his head and said,

Yan Zhen rolled her eyes at him and said, "That's why I keep saying that you, an old bastard, won't become my confidant."

"Tch~~ I never thought of becoming your confidant. I'm a martial artist, so I don't understand your Confucian twists and turns." Li Xun said disdainfully.

He is also a man of profound knowledge. After all, he has lived for hundreds of years and is familiar with the Confucian classics.

But when it comes to Confucianism, Li Xun only has a half-knowledge.

"Forget it, I have nothing to say to you, a martial artist!" Yan Zhen stood up, turned around and left.

"When Ye Gucheng comes, let the old man meet."

Li Xun didn't care, and took a sip of tea.

And Wang Shouren quickly followed Yan Zhen.

Walking out of Li Xun's courtyard, Yan Zhen thought for a while and said to Wang Shouren: "Last time what you said last time is that the principles of everything are in my heart. I think it makes sense as a teacher, but what is a heart?"

Confucianism emphasizes thinking and comprehension. Of course, Yan Zhen's attainments in Confucianism need not be said. As a Confucian master, his words represent the way of Confucianism.

But ever since she met Wang Shouren and heard Wang Shouren's theory of mind, Yan Zhen doubted whether her previous perceptions and thoughts were wrong.

Wang Shouren followed behind him, pondered for a while, and said: "The heart is the master of the body. Although the eyes see, the one who sees is the heart; the ear hears, and the one who listens is the heart; the mouth and limbs are moved, but the speech is the heart." What moves is the heart. Wherever there is perception is the heart.”

"There is nothing in the world beyond my heart, such flowers and trees blooming and falling in the deep mountains, what does it matter to my heart?" Yan Zhen asked, pointing to the flowers and trees by the roadside.

Wang Shouren pondered for a while, and said: "When you haven't looked at this flower, this flower and your heart will die together; when you look at this flower, the color of this flower will become clear for a moment, and you will know that this flower is not outside your heart."

He already has the foundation of mind learning, but he has not yet perfected mind learning to a perfect level.

Therefore, every time Yan Zhen asked a question, he had to think carefully.

Maybe Yan Zhen can't teach him anything in terms of psychology, but as a Confucian master, Yan Zhen's thoughts and perspectives are of great help to him.

Since joining Yan Zhen's school, under Yan Zhen's questioning and discussion, Wang Shouren's understanding and perception of the theory of mind has gradually deepened.

After Yan Zhen finished listening, she couldn't help laughing, "Your mind learning is amazing. Although it's a bit different from the mainstream, it can provide students all over the world with a way to cultivate Confucianism."

He looked at Wang Shouren's eyes full of appreciation, "If you can perfect your mental studies, your achievement will be above being a teacher."

Chapter 125 Bing Lin Ping Barbarian Pass

In the south of Shu, under the city of Pingman Pass.

The carriage came slowly, and the sound of horseshoes shattered the tranquility of the night.

On the high city wall, Yang Lu, the former commander of the Wudong Guard Division, had a low eyebrow.

Li Xing, the elder of Wushan Temple in Yunzhou, stood beside him, but his eyes were full of excitement.

"My lord, let someone open the city gate."

Li Xing said softly.

Yang Lu frowned and said, "Do we have to unite with the Holy Cult?"

He doesn't like Shuzhou Shengjiao very much. Although he and Shengjiao are now working for Changping Marquis Mao Jiang, Jean is still unwilling to deal with people from Shengjiao.Because he is very aware of the evil things that Shengjiao has done in Shuzhou.

"My lord, it's not just the leader of the Holy Cult who came this time, but also the leader of our Wushan Temple!" Li Xing said lightly.

Yang Lu was slightly startled, he looked at the carriage coming down the city.

"The hall master is coming too?"

"That's natural. There are two innate warriors under the command of Xin'an County King. Although we can rely on the strong city of Pingman Pass to defend, we must be prepared to face the two innate warriors." Li Xing persuaded.

Yang Lu bowed his head and became silent.

Most of the reasons why he joined Changping Hou Mao Jiang came from Tang Mingcheng, but now that Tang Mingcheng has become a prisoner, should he continue to work for Mao Jiang?

To be honest, he was a little hesitant.

Now he can still make a choice, but if the leader of the Holy Cult and the master of the Wushan Palace enter Pingman Pass, then he will have no choice anymore.

"My lord, at this point, you shouldn't have illusions about the court."

Li Xing said softly: "You are rebellious!"

"I~" Yang Lu suddenly raised his head when he heard the words, wanting to refute.

"Everyone in Shuzhou knows that you are a rebel and that you have joined Lord Hou." Li Xing continued.

Yang Lu stared at him, his face became more ferocious.

But Li Xing didn't mean to be afraid at all, he just said: "Master Yang, let's see the reality."

Yang Lu panted violently, wanted to get angry but didn't dare to say it.

He stared at Li Xing firmly, and took a deep breath helplessly for a long time.

"Open the door!"

He roared vigorously, as if he was expressing the anger and aggrievedness in his heart, and he seemed to be cheering himself up, making himself firmer.

Then he slowly walked down the city wall and came to the gate of the city gate.

The door bolt was pulled, and the heavy creaking sound resounded, and the heavy city gate slowly opened.

In front of the city gate, there was a dilapidated carriage parked under the cold moonlight, and there were more than a dozen saints wearing black hats beside the carriage.

Li Zhongxian got off the carriage slowly, he first looked up at the tall and majestic Pingman Pass.

Under the dark night, Pingman Pass is like a ferocious monster crouching between the two sharpened mountains.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Yang Lu who came out of the city gate with a serious expression.

His serious face was not aimed at Yang Lu, but because of his inner feelings during this period.

After Qin Wei, the Prince of Xin'an County, entered Shuzhou, he first planned to help Xinning prefect Luan Ping to attack and kill Qin Wei, but before he arrived in Xinning Prefecture, Luan Ping had already been captured by Yuwen Chengdu.

Later, he wanted to unite with Tang Mingcheng to defeat Qin Wei and An Ning's army in Xin'an Mansion, but they were defeated first, and even Tang Mingcheng became a prisoner.

Then Qin Wei led the Anning Army to the south, and at the same time Zhenwu Division joined forces with Baiyin Valley to attack everywhere, and removed the strongholds of the Holy Church in various places in Shuzhou one by one.

Faced with such a situation, he was very angry, wishing to kill Qin Wei immediately, but he couldn't do it, really couldn't do it.

At this moment, his heart was full of aggrieved and resentful, naturally he would not have a good face.

"I've seen seniors!"

Yang Lu and Li Xing came to Li Zhongxian and bowed their hands together.

"When will your palace master arrive?" Li Zhongxian asked in a deep voice.

Li Xing replied: "The Palace Master will arrive at Pingman Pass tomorrow."

Li Zhongxian nodded and said, "Arrange a room for the old man, and don't disturb the old man if you have nothing to do."

Then the group entered Pingman Pass.

The cold moonlight shone, and the heavy city gates closed.

March 28.

Qin Wei led [-] peace troops along the official road to Pingman Pass.

It is near Manguan Pass, with hillsides on both sides and a valley in the middle, and the official road is built along the valley.

As the army moved forward, the mountains on both sides of the official road became higher and higher, and the bottom of the valley in the middle gradually turned into a canyon. Until the city of Pingman Pass, the mountains on both sides had become two towering peaks.

The peaks and ridges are thousands of feet high, piercing the sky like two long swords.

Qin Wei raised his head and looked at the towering peaks, frowning slightly. It is simply impossible to climb up such peaks. Even if an innate warrior can walk through the air, it will probably take a little effort to climb up.

He looked at the majestic Pingman Pass again, and his brows frowned even deeper.

Close to the ten-foot-high city wall!

Even the walls of Kyoto are not so high.

Under normal circumstances, the city wall of Dali City is only three to five feet high, and the city wall of Kyoto is considered high if it exceeds eight feet, but the city wall of Pingman Pass is actually close to ten feet, which is more than 30 meters high.

It is not an easy task to climb the city at such a height.

After some observation, Qin Wei walked into the tent that had just been set up.

Yuwen Chengdu, Liu Qing, Wang An and others also entered the tent.

Inside the tent, Qin Wei looked at the map and frowned.

"Do you have a way to attack the city?" Qin Wei asked.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one spoke for a while.

They all observed the terrain around Pingman Pass just now, and they didn't find any place that could be used at all.

Qin Wei also rubbed his brows with some headaches.

As the saying goes, go up to attack the army, then attack the cross, and then attack the army, and then attack the city.The law of siege is a last resort.

If possible, the thing Qin Wei dislikes the most is siege.

But facing Pingmanguan, he had to attack.

Now that the Wudong rebels have all entered Pingman Pass, they have completely abandoned the southern Shu area, which means that any strategy is useless.As long as the other party does not leave the city, Qin Wei has nothing to do with them.

The law of siege is a last resort.

There are many problems in front of him now. If he wants to attack the city, first of all, his troops must not be enough.

Judging from the city walls of Pingman Pass, it would be impossible to attack without ten times the enemy's strength.

And even if it was captured, the An Ning army would probably suffer heavy casualties.

Second, he lacks siege equipment.

There are no ladders, building carts, catapults, or bed crossbows, only more than a hundred crossbows.

As for gunpowder, there is no such thing as gunpowder in this world!

Qin Wei frowned.

He wondered whether he should study gunpowder.

But he quickly abandoned the idea.

He can produce gunpowder in a short time, but the power is probably not very great.

The process of making black powder is not that simple. It cannot be made by mixing potassium nitrate, sulfur and charcoal according to the mass ratio. It must go through a lot of experiments.

Qin Wei doesn't have time to study this thing now.

Is there any other way besides gunpowder?

Qin Wei walked to the tent door and looked at Pingman Pass in the distance.

It is definitely not advisable to attack by force, it is undoubtedly giving away the head.

It is impossible to dig the ground. The ground is full of rocks and cannot be dug at all.

Water attack is not possible, there are no rivers around, and there is no way to borrow water.

Fire attack!

Qin Wei stared at the compact canyon.

Fire Attack might try.