Xiao Qinghuan

After all, Lu Feng had lived longer than him by several decades, looking at Yan Qing was like looking at his own child, and he knew that he had something on his mind at a glance.

Yan Qing boarded the bamboo building, only to realize that there was a mess in front of Lu Feng, the black and white pieces were fighting in full swing, the chess board was dotted with chess pieces, and it was already anxious.

Yan Qing can tell at a glance that this chess game will not be famous.

"Master, you don't need to play any more." Yan Qing said, "It's just a draw when the bets are full."

"Who said that?" Lu Feng raised his eyebrows, dropped the white piece in his hand, and cut off his retreat: "Isn't there a win or a loss?"

Yan Qing felt tired: "...Aren't you just being angry?"

"If you can't tell the winner in a game of chess, you can naturally draw." Lu Feng twirled the chess pieces: "But there are always times when the winner is determined in other things. The gecko's tail is cut off, and the strong man's wrist is cut off. It's just the road."

After Lu Feng had finished educating his apprentices, Shi Shiran turned his head and glanced at the strange jade pendant that protruded from Yan Qing's waist, and asked calmly, "Who did you meet this time when you went down the mountain?"

Yan Qing took off his sword and sat opposite Lu Feng: "I have traveled with people so far, and I have gained a lot of insights, but I also have a lot of doubts."

"Oh?" Lu Feng asked with great interest, "Who is it?"

Yan Qing didn't hide it, and said bluntly: "The Prime Minister on the Left, Jiang Xiaohan."

"It turned out to be that... the amazingly talented, 16-year-old high school champion Mr. Jiang." Lu Feng said, "It must be a very interesting day."

When Jiang Xiaohan's name came out of Lu Feng's mouth, Yan Qing always felt inexplicably awkward. He didn't know whether he felt that the two people's tempers were very different, or it was simply because Jiang Xiaohan's relationship with him was close to ordinary people.

Yan Qing squeezed Jiansui uncomfortably: "Master knows him?"

"Emperor Jiang Qiuhong's son, at the age of 20, he became the cabinet minister. Who doesn't know him?" Lu Feng gave birth to another son: "The year he was born, Huagai Xing was very prosperous, and he came to the palace with seven kills. I have an impression."

"Seven kills?" Yan Qing couldn't help frowning.

The seven kills are fierce and noble fates, if controlled properly, this evil spirit can naturally be used by him, invincible; but if not controlled properly, the evil spirit may be killed by the evil spirit.

"That's right." Lu Feng looked at the chessboard for a long time while talking, then stretched out his hand to seal the basket, and it seemed that he didn't intend to play any more: "—Since you are walking with him, you should know better."

Seeing that the chess game became clearer, Yan Qing asked strangely: "Master is not going to play this chess anymore?"

"Don't worry, it's better to play chess slowly." Lu Feng said, "Since you left the mountain, you have been playing this game of chess for more than half a year."

Yan Qing was taken aback: "What?"

"It's nothing." Lu Feng pulled the silk cloth to cover the chessboard, got up and walked downstairs with Yan Qing: "Why did you come back suddenly today?"

Speaking of this, Yan Qing pursed her lips and said in a low voice: "I'm here to ask Master to clarify my doubts."

Without turning his head, Lu Feng walked towards the tea room on the first floor of the bamboo building without stopping, and asked casually, "He is indecisive, so please come and ask me?"

"No, it's not." Yan Qing followed closely, "Tu'er can't agree with his handling of things, so I have separated from him temporarily... It's Tu'er who doesn't understand."

"Hmm." Sitting behind the tea table, Lu Feng took down the boiling kettle and threw two pieces of charcoal into the small burning stove: "Tell me, what's the matter."

"I was confused by one thing." Yan Qing said seriously: "If everything in this world is equal, then the sacrifice as a last resort is still against justice in the final analysis."

Lu Feng pushed the tea he had ordered to Yan Qing: "White tea, try it... In this world, there are only two cases of 'last resort', one is the excuse of a hypocrite, and the other is the balance of the superior. It seems that it has nothing to do with you."

"It's related to Jiang Xiaohan." Yan Qing said.

"Didn't you part ways with him?" After ordering tea, Lu Feng added two spoonfuls of mountain spring water to the clay pot for boiling water. He seemed absent-minded and did not answer directly: "His business is not related to yours." It doesn't matter—Ah Qing, you never care about other people's business."

"He's not someone else." Yan Qing gritted his teeth: "He's the one my disciple likes."

Even knowing that Lu Feng doesn't care about the world's views, and won't interfere with his private affairs, Yan Qing still feels nervous for a long time—perhaps a little embarrassed.

Although Jiang Xiaohan often teased him with some love words that made people blush, but this was the first time he showed his heart when Jiang Xiaohan was not around.

"Oh." Lu Feng wiped the tea stains on the table with a tea towel, and said casually, "Is it still?"

"It still is." Yan Qing said firmly.

"You are always alert, why did you mess up when you met the word love." Lu Feng raised his eyelids: "Since you like him, but you are dissatisfied with his handling of things, then you might as well divide this matter up." Of."

"Please enlighten me, Master." Yan Qing said humbly.

"The so-called axiom is that the benevolent sees benevolence, and the wise sees wisdom. Since you can't figure it out for a while, why don't you separate 'great righteousness' from 'private affection' for the time being." Lu Feng asked: "How does he treat you?"

"Very good." Yan Qing said: "There is nothing better... His love for disciple is sincere and true."

Lu Feng twirled his beard, and thoughtfully said: "You said he made mistakes in his actions, but has he ever bullied you, betrayed you, or used you?"

"Not at all." Yan Qing lowered his eyes and remembered something: "He was frank and upright with me, he once swore not to lie to me, and he never broke his promise."

"Well, he sounds like a good person." Lu Feng smiled suddenly, and led Yan Qing to say: "Then what else do you have to decide."

"I don't know." Yan Qing held the teacup, and he was a little dazed while talking: "I just feel that his actions are contrary to the axioms I know."

Perhaps it was because he had already talked to Jing Zhan once before, but this time Yan Qing spoke more clearly, and happened to explain the cause and effect clearly within a cup of tea.

"Qing'er, after all, people have feelings, so they naturally have preferences for people and things." Lu Feng continued a cup of hot tea for him: "Actually, you know it yourself. You asked me to clarify your doubts, but you already have a preference for him. It’s just that I can’t get over the hurdle in my heart.”

"I know." Yan Qing said, "but it won't hinder my thinking... Master once told me that I am the only master of Kunlun, if I am not self-cultivated and biased, everything in the world will no longer be able to influence me Man, I have always kept it in my heart."

"So what is right and what is evil; what is right and wrong; what is the principle of justice." Lu Feng asked with a smile, "Have you already got the answer?"

Speaking of this, Yan Qing felt a little lost: "...not yet."

"Don't be too obsessed with what the 'axiom' is. Because the legal boundaries of all things in this world are not in their legal principles, but in their hearts." Lu Feng said: "In addition, empathy is just a lie used by hypocrites to buy people's hearts. People who are in their position seek their own government, but those who are not in their position will try their best to find their own government, and naturally they will not be able to manage their affairs."

Yan Qing touched the meaning of Lu Feng's words: "...Master thinks Jiang Xiaohan is right?"

"No." Lu Feng shook his head: "Whether he is right or wrong, or whether he has meritorious deeds, you have to ask yourself. If you want to understand what the axioms and laws are, you will naturally have the answer."

Yan Qing was puzzled and said, "But this disciple just didn't understand, so he came to ask Master for clarification."

"Then think about it slowly. Enlightenment should not be in a hurry for a day or two." Lu Feng raised his glass to him with a smile: "After drinking this cup of tea, go back and rest."

In the middle of the night, the snow outside became heavier.

Yan Qing tossed and turned on the couch, but couldn't fall asleep for a long time.The sound of snow falling outside was close at hand and clearly audible, making it so noisy that people could not sleep well.Yan Qing knew that he was restless, that's why he was so disturbed, he simply put on his clothes and got up, ready to go to the back mountain to practice swords.

But who would have thought that in this cold and long night, there were still others coming to look for the moon on the snow.

Six bright lanterns were lit beside the cliff in the back mountain. Lu Feng bent down slightly, the flint in his hand flickered, as if he was about to light the seventh lantern.

But he hesitated for a while, but withdrew his hand again.

Yan Qing called out: "Master."

Hearing the sound, Lu Feng turned his head and saw that Yan Qing was neatly dressed, he couldn't help laughing and said, "You can't sleep either?"

Yan Qing saw that his demeanor was a bit weird, and when he got closer, he noticed that the other party smelled of alcohol, and he seemed to be slightly drunk.

"Who is Master praying for?" Yan Qing looked at the lights and asked strangely, "Why don't you light the last life core?"

Lu Feng paused, waved his sleeves as if nothing had happened, and extinguished the six lit lamps.

"Forget it, you don't have to force it." Lu Feng said, "Tonight I just remembered an old friend."

As he spoke, he brushed off the snow from his body, walked into the booth beside him, picked up the wine jar and poured himself another glass: "Why can't you fall asleep?"

"Teacher's heart is very disturbed." Yan Qing said, "So I want to come out to practice sword and meditate."

"Still thinking about the previous things?" Lu Feng drank the wine and talked more. He took out an unused wine glass from under the table and filled it up for Yan Qing: "You said that all things are equal, Then why is Mr. Jiang not counted among the 'everything'?"

Lu Feng has always been more talkative than usual after drinking.Yan Qing obediently sat down in front of him, holding the wine glass in her hand.The wine hadn't been warmed before, and it was cold after half a night in the snow.

Yan Qing asked tentatively: "Master means—"

Lu Feng didn't want to let him go so easily: "Drink."

Yan Qing had no choice but to drink the wine in the glass in one gulp. The wine was so clear and refreshing, it seemed to be the bamboo leaf green that was sealed under the cold pool three years ago.At that time, this wine was only sealed for one jar, and Lu Feng's treasure was not good enough. I don't know why he was uncharacteristically today, but he was willing to open it up.

"How?" Lu Feng asked.

"It tastes very good." Yan Qing replied honestly: "But it's too cold to drink in winter night."

"In this world, sour, sweet, bitter, hot and salty, warmth like spring and biting cold are just a thought away." Lu Feng's drunken eyes were hazy: "Qing'er, you have a pure mind, which is not a bad thing. It's just because of this that you are too persistent." For the number of one person and one city, you only talk about axioms, but how do you forget that the laws of the sky are permanent, you don’t survive for Yao, and you don’t perish for Jie... You also know that you, as the Lord of Kunlun, need to practice yourself. But what you see It is a matter of the world, so why are you obsessed with the last minute."

"I'm not stupid." Yan Qing said, "It's just that if it's unreasonable, why talk about the laws of nature."

"The axioms known to the world today are nothing more than the ideas of a hundred schools of thought handed down from the debates and jokes of the ancestors. You think that the lives of these 200 people should not be judged as worthless like objects, but what about others? These 200 people If you don’t die, what about the rest of the corpses, are they worth it or not?” Lu Feng smiled and said, “But you are right, no matter if they are common people or high-ranking officials, they all have three souls and seven souls and one life. , who must sacrifice his own life for the lives of others."

"...That's why the apprentice is in a dilemma." Yan Qing sighed: "This is a dilemma."

"Xunzi once said that human nature is inherently evil; Sun Tzu said that he was going to attack and plan; even the patriarch once said, 'Whoever knows the extreme, there is nothing right. Righteousness becomes strange, and goodness becomes a demon'." Lu Feng put the cup in He drank the wine and stood up with the wine jar in his hand: "You understand all these truths. You will be twenty-four this year-the words of a hundred schools of thought, you have learned enough. The rest is up to you Learn by yourself and weigh things.”

"Kunlun is remote and difficult to travel, and it's not easy to come back once. If you can't figure it out, you can think about it slowly." Lu Feng patted him on the shoulder: "The snow lotus on the top of the mountain is going to bloom in a few days. If you miss it, you may have to wait three more years." Year. It happens that you are here, so go pick it up.”

Tianshan snow lotus has always been difficult to grow. Lu Feng always said that the flowers bloomed well, and what to do with them, so Yan Qing never touched them.

No matter how Lu Feng looked at him today, he looked abnormal, Yan Qing looked at his back, and couldn't help but wondered: "What are you doing with it?"

"Snow lotus detoxifies and nourishes the body, it's a good adjuvant medicine." Lu Feng poured the remaining half jar of green bamboo leaves into the snow, and waved his hands with his back to Yan Qing: "Maybe you can use it."

The author says:

Thanks to Lingyin Liushuichang, Ziqi, and each for feeding the fish food~Thanks to Xie Lingbai for feeding the catnip~Thank you very much~