Stunning beauty

dawn.

The cold wind is bleak.

The sage went out, left the Taixue Palace in a carriage, and rushed all the way towards the south gate.

The reason for going south is because the south gate is the closest to Taixue Palace, but there is no special reason.

When the sage left, not too many people were disturbed, not even the masters of the Confucian sect showed up to see him off.

One is because the old man does not want to cause panic among the students of Taixue Palace and the people in the city, and the other is because it is unnecessary.

It's not about life and death, what to send.

On the street out of the city, the carriage rumbled past, the speed was not fast, showing that the owner of the carriage was not in a hurry.

"drive!"

On the carriage, Wen Xiuru waved the reins, and the temperament of the groom matched him so well.

The second disciple of the Confucian School, the first person in the younger generation of the Confucian School to enter the five realms, a martial arts master whose strength is second only to Bai Wangyu, once fought with Li Ziye, but was beaten four times by Tantai Jingyue. One of the participants, today, finally found the most suitable position for him.

groom!

There are grooms all over the world, but there is only one groom for a saint.

Wenxiu Confucianism is as sweet as sugar.

Of course, Wen Xiuru is not the only one who will leave with the head of Confucianism on this trip.

"You said, you insist on coming with the old man, and stay in the Taixue Palace to teach those children?" In the carriage, Kong Qiu looked at Faru in front of him and said helplessly.

"I'm tired of teaching."

The old Faru replied with a smile on his face, "Nowadays, there are Qiao'er and Shuru in the Taixue Palace, one more than me is not too many, and one less than me is a lot, why don't you come out and accompany the head of Confucianism for a walk around, gaining insight. "

"Forget it, let's go with you."

Kong Qiu shook his head and said nothing.

This guy must want to be lazy. After taking off the burden of Faru, he doesn't even want to teach.

Speaking of which, he didn't really want to teach at first.

It's not that I don't like those children, the main thing is to teach every day, and I'm easy to get mad.

"Confucian chief, where shall we go first?"

Faru glanced at the pedestrians on the street through the curtain beside the carriage, and asked curiously.

"I haven't made up my mind yet, let's just walk around."

Confucius replied, "Kyushu is vast, and it cannot be completed in a day or two. It doesn't matter where you go first."

"Too."

The old Faru nodded. Suddenly, his expression was startled, he lifted the curtain of the car, looked at the young man on the street, and reminded him, "Rutou, that little guy is here to see us off."

"It was there just now."

There was no surprise on Kong Qiu's face, and he said calmly, "I told him yesterday not to send it away, but unexpectedly, it still came."

"That kid has never been obedient."

The old Faru sighed softly, and replied, "However, I have a heart."

During the four years of acquaintance, his impression of that little guy has been changing almost every day. The only thing that hasn't changed is that that kid never obeys.

Even if the words of the saint, the little guy will not listen.

Whatever you do is up to your own will.

"Old Bai, why did you come here!"

While the two were talking, on the street, Li Ziye looked at the figure approaching from behind, took two steps forward, pulled him past, and said, "Hurry up, the old man Rushou is about to leave the city."

"Brother Li, the Confucian leader told us not to send him off yesterday." Bai Wangyu looked at the carriage in front of him and replied softly.

"The old man said a lot, do I have to memorize them all?"

Li Ziye said with a speechless expression, "Besides, the leg is my own, so it's up to me to give it or not, the old man doesn't care!"

Bai Wangyu heard the rude but reasonable words of his close friend, so he fell silent and did not refute.

"Let's hurry up."

Li Ziye urged, walking a little faster, and said as he walked, "The old man Faru also left with the head of Confucianism. These old guys are really lazy. It's too much to say that they all left."

"Master has resigned from the position of master, and there is no need to stay in the Taixue Palace. He should leave this time because he is afraid that the head of Confucianism will be too lonely on the road." Bai Wangyu replied calmly.

"The old man Confucianism has stayed in his small courtyard for 1000 years. He is afraid of being lonely. That guy Faru just wants to be lazy."

Li Ziye speculated maliciously, "These old guys, when they ask for help, they all disappear, and when they are lazy, they run faster than the other!"

On the side, when Bai Wangyu heard someone's disrespectful words, he just pretended he didn't hear them and didn't dare to intervene.

Brother Li is the only person in the world who dares to arrange Confucian heads and Fa-Confucian masters in this way.

"Did you hear that?"

In the carriage ahead, Kong Qiu heard the conversation between the two juniors behind him, and said helplessly, "I think you're lazy."

"Haha."

Faru smiled happily, and replied, "I've been busy all my life, now I'm being lazy, it should be, that kid is just jealous!"

While the two were chatting and laughing, the carriage passed by the street, and the South City Gate was close in sight.

From the rear, Li Ziye and Bai Wangyu followed quickly and sent them all the way to the gate of the southern city.

"Confucian chief, do you want to stop and say hello?"

Fa Ru looked at the two children behind him through the curtain of the car, and a look of reluctance flashed in his eyes, and asked.

"No need."

Kong Qiu shook his head lightly, and replied, "I finished what I should say yesterday, and if we meet again, it will only add to the sadness, it's unnecessary."

Before the words were finished, the carriage drove out of the south city gate, and left the capital city of Dashang without any regrets.

In front of the south city gate, Li Ziye and Bai Wangyu stopped and did not leave the city.

I sent it, but I didn't send it completely.

Going out of the city is a farewell, and going out of the city is just a drop in.

"Those two old men are really ruthless."

In front of the city gate, Li Ziye looked at the carriage going away in front of him, and said with emotion, "You know we are coming, but you don't even say hello."

"The head of Confucianism and the Master of Confucianism may be afraid that parting will be too sad." On the side, Bai Wangyu replied softly.

"Sad fart, it's not life and death."

Li Ziye said angrily, "They went out to play in the mountains and rivers, and left a lot of troubles for us to deal with. I don't know if they are sad or not. I am quite sad now. There is a lot of trouble in the city, but what to do."

"Little guy, forget the words, there will be a period later."

At this moment, Confucian Chief's voice sounded in the ears of the two of them, and in the end, they still said goodbye.

When Li Ziye and Bai Wangyu heard the old man's voice, their expressions immediately became serious, they cupped their hands, and saluted respectfully.

Inside and outside the city, the saint's carriage left, and the two young men bid each other off, separated by a city wall, which symbolized that the era had officially completed its inheritance at this moment.

The morning sun was rising in the east, and the morning light shone on the two of them, as if it weighed a thousand catties.

The era of saints watching the world officially entered the countdown as the old man left the city.