Da Jin

The other building where the people of Wei lived.

late at night.

A group of people were still staring at the bucket of water without blinking their eyes.

"Zhou Fuli just let us watch, didn't he say anything else?"

"Except for the turbidity at the bottom, this water is nothing more than a bucket of ordinary water."

look at each other.

The key is that they have watched it for so long, but they really didn't see any tricks in it.

"Maybe Zhou Fuli deliberately used it to consume our energy. If we look at it like this, we will definitely lose energy tomorrow."

Su Muzhe shook his head, "Such a person probably wouldn't use such a dirty trick."

But why send a bucket of water to show them, I really can't figure it out.

After pondering for a while, he looked at an old man with white hair all wrapped in a white robe and said, "Master Xuanji, tomorrow's competition with Zhou Fuli is entirely up to you, you go to rest first, we will just watch here."

"Although Pindao is not in the world of mortals, he is still from the Great Wei. Tomorrow, Pindao will definitely approach his full strength."

This time, their Dawei couldn't continue to lose no matter what.

On the other hand, the other elders were noncommittal, and after Xuanji left, they said, "Although Zhou Fuli is well-known all over the world, there are very few rumors about him in metaphysics. Is it wrong for us to be like this, and there is a suspicion that a gentleman is bullying others? Xuanji is good at arguing about Taoist Xuan theory, but he has not made much achievements in poetry and writing."

Su Muzhe smiled, "Celebrities talk about Xuanfu poems. Since Zhou Fuli is called the No.1 scholar of the Jin Dynasty, he can't refuse. Other famous scholars can talk about Xuanfu and compete with each other. Why can't he?"

"This……"

"Since Mu Zhe is the leader this time, everything will be arranged by Mu Zhe."

Maybe they Dawei really need some changes.

Their Great Wei passed on the country and the world through literature, but in the past few years, they have become the laughing stock of everyone. Zhou Fuli suppressed all of their scholars in the Great Wei, unable to lift their heads, and the clouds were gloomy.

They have been waiting for someone to end all this, until the appearance of Su Muzhe gave them hope.

The few people in the room did not leave, but just guarded while hugging the quilt.

If Zhou Fuli was the kind of person who didn't play cards according to the rules, they might not take it seriously, but the key is that this Zhou Fuli is the one who never does anything out of line.

"There is a mystery, we should win the first game."

"This time, we may really be able to go back with a different result."

Late at night, people are quiet.

I don't know how long it took, only the sound of even breathing remained.

At this time, someone might be a little cold, woke up in the middle of the night, and inadvertently opened his eyes and took a look into the bucket.

It was just a habitual glance.

But just looking at it, the pupils contracted, and the whole person couldn't help shivering.

He couldn't believe it at all, and even choked, what he saw! ! !

The bucket of white mist rose.

"Quick... get up!" I couldn't help shouting in horror.

The people around them frowned and opened their eyes, "What's wrong?"

"Look... look at the bucket."

what?

He turned his head and looked into the bucket.

Even Su Muzhe stood up abruptly, his expression changing.

To confirm, approach the bucket directly.

Su Muzhe's face became very ugly, and his eyes were fixed on the bucket, "The white fog is faint, turning water into ice, mysterious and mysterious."

I saw a thin layer of ice suspended on the surface of the water in the bucket.

Others were also flushed with excitement, and even rushed to scoop up ice cubes from the water with their hands.

"It's really ice, how is this possible?"

"This barrel has always been among us, and it is impossible for someone to come and do something."

Someone went to open the window, and the dew became darker outside. It seemed that tomorrow would be a fine weather, but it was impossible for the water to freeze in such weather.

The whole room was boiling, "How is this possible, how did Zhou Fuli do it?"

"Water turns into ice, but I've heard of it in legends."

The noise in the room also attracted the mystery from the next room.

"what happened?"

Before he finished speaking, the whole room fell silent, terrifyingly quiet.

Someone asked, "I wonder if Taoist Xuanji can make water freeze out of thin air?"

Xuanji was taken aback, "Of course not, wouldn't he become a land god?"

Su Muzhe smiled wryly, revealing the bucket behind him, "Zhou Fuli can do it."

Xuanji looked at the bucket and hissed, "This..."

Although the Taoist metaphysics he talked about is miraculous, and the mystery in it makes people yearn for it, but no matter how you say it, it is just a word of mouth.

And this Zhou Fuli...

The room was eerily quiet.

In the end, it was Xuanji who broke the silence, "Tomorrow I will talk about Xuanji, I am afraid that Xuanji..."

No need for him to finish, everyone knows what he means.

"I've never heard of Zhou Fuli's attainments in metaphysics. I didn't expect to hide it so deeply. Is there really such a perfect person in the world."

"The content of tomorrow's competition has been determined, what should we do now?"

Su Muzhe's face was not very good-looking either. The first match that he thought he would win was probably the worst loss.

How does this compare?

Looking at Xuanji, Xuanji is holding a piece of ice in the bucket and has become demented.

He has pursued these mysterious and mysterious things all his life, and even convinced himself.

But no matter how firm his belief is, there are times when he is shaken, because he has never seen it with his own eyes.

but now……

Xuanji muttered to himself in a daze, fascinated by looking at Bing.

Su Muzhe said, "It's just one step at a time."

It was only the next day that the situation was even more serious than he had imagined.

Xuanji just watched it like that all night, his mind was full of wild thoughts, and with his age, he looked obviously mentally weak and very decadent.

But Da Wei and his party also have profound attainments in metaphysics, and today's competition must have him on the field to have such a chance.

Today's Luoyang is a good weather, early in the morning, the whole Luoyang is bustling.

Everyone washed clean, and then rushed to Tongwumen early, where the high platform for the competition was set up.

Today they are just here to watch the excitement, and these few days of each year are definitely their happiest time, because they can see their little saints with a cold face teaching celebrities from other countries to howl.

Just like last year, when the great Wei man lost, he shyly covered his face with his sleeves, and yelled that he was guilty of the country's grace, and was about to jump from the high platform onto the stone slab, trying to throw himself If they die, they have to be persuaded by the little sage, so that they can survive, it looks good.

Through the Meridian Gate, the road is full of people's heads moving, and there are huge crowds of people.

The windows of the small buildings on both sides were also opened, revealing their heads.

In the past, Tongwumen was very deserted, but since the literary battle with Da Wei every year, those businessmen are like cats smelling fishy, ​​they bought all the small hugs around them and turned them into businesses.

It is hard to say that Tongwumen, which was originally deserted, has become bustling, especially in the past few days, the rooms near the windows of the surrounding Xiaolou have already been booked.

After so many years, this Tongwumen Wendou has also formed some rules.

For example, the front row is reserved for the great Wei and scholars from other countries. When others came from thousands of miles away, they were well-mannered from the Jin Dynasty and treated them as guests.

Of course, this is because they win every year. If they lose, they are probably not being guests, but enemies.

The position above is reserved for His Majesty and the court officials.

Such a grand event, how could it be possible to miss them.

When Zhou Fuli came, it was basically at the same time as the court officials.

The sound was like a tide, making the entire Tongwu Gate as lively as boiling water.

At this time, the gong of "Dangdang" sounded, and the noise stopped.

The one who presided over the Wendou was Wang Yong from the left, and the one who read out the rules was Eunuch Hong, who had a high-pitched voice that could be heard far away.

Zhou Fuli went to greet the old emperor and all the officials.

The old emperor and all the officials were a little unhappy today, because they just found out today that the contestant was actually talking about Xuan, and these Wei people are really cunning.

Zhou Fuli didn't care because he didn't know about other competitions, but he would win this round.

Sima Yu was so angry that his teeth were itching, "Teacher shouldn't have persuaded them before and let them jump off the high platform crying and die."

It's just that as soon as he opened his mouth, he was stared back by the surrounding prime ministers. Although they also had the same thoughts in their hearts now, they couldn't say otherwise.

It is estimated that Sima Hehua was the only one who cheered, "Fall these bad guys to death."

It's even worse than him. They all know that the little sage doesn't go to Taoist temples very much, and he seldom listens to Taoist priests talk about those mysterious things that normal people can't understand.

Zuo Xiang Wang Yong also comforted, "Self-restraint, Wendou three times, even if you lose this one, it doesn't matter."

They are not the common people watching the excitement, they can clearly see the strangeness in it, the Wei people are playing tricks this time.

"Hmph, I guess I can't afford to lose." The officials were a little aggrieved, "I heard that it was Daoist Xuanji of Dawei Qingsongguan who came here. Bianxuan has never lost before, heh, it’s amazing.”

At this time, Zhou Fuli suddenly said, "Don't worry, everyone. In fact, Keji has some insights into metaphysics, but he doesn't have the opportunity to argue with others on weekdays."

Baiguan, "..."

The mysterious person on the opposite side is not just quite insightful, that person has never been defeated in his life, it can be said that it is similar to Zhou Fuli's situation in Dajin.

Just about to say something, the voice of "Dangdang" sounded at this time.

"Please Daoist Master Wei Xuanji come up to the high platform." Eunuch Hong's sharp voice made people's ears hurt, but it was just right now so that everyone around could hear him clearly.

"Invite the little saint to the high platform."

it has started.

Zhou Fuli said a few words, then turned and walked towards the high platform.

The whole scene became lively again.

Because Zhou Fuli, as always, is like the fairy who came out of the book, with white clothes like snow, and walked up the high platform with aloofness.

It was the calm and dignified little saint they were familiar with.

As for Da Wei's side, it's a bit confusing.

On stage was an old Taoist priest with bloodshot eyes, disheveled hair, and a very sloppy look. The key point was that the old Taoist priest was chattering, and kept muttering something in his mouth as he walked.

If people who are close listen carefully, they will repeat three words, "Impossible."

The onlookers looked at Zhou Fuli for a while, and the slovenly old man opposite him for a while, the contrast was too stark.

Still their little saints are pleasing to the eye.

The old emperor and all the officials were also a little confused, "It is said that Taoist Xuanji looks like a fairy? Is he a famous old fairy in Wei?"

No matter how you look at it now, it doesn't look like a fairy. If the clothes are a little more dirty, it will be somewhat similar to a beggar on the roadside.

You look at me, I look at you, very confused.

The common people also pointed, "Is this the famous scholar of Wei?"

The scholars of the Jin Dynasty also shook their heads, "There is no demeanor, and the celebrities of the Wei Dynasty are not as good as each year."

"That's right. Although those famous people who came here in the past are not as good as our little saints, they are still pretty."

Su Muzhe and others: "..."

Why is this a good move? They are not representing themselves now, but the entire Great Wei. Even the people who are watching are not only the scholars of the Great Wei and the Great Jin, but also many scholars of the adjacent country.

This is simply a merciless blow on the momentum.

"Dang!" The sound of the gong sounded again.

"Today's competition begins."

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the two people on the high platform.

This is not just a simple competition, but also represents the face of their great Wei Dajin.

Surprisingly, neither of them spoke on the high platform.

Talking about the mystery is a very mysterious thing, and everyone didn't say anything, just waiting quietly.

It's just, it's been a long time waiting.

Sima Yu whispered to the Fuzheng next to him, "Have they started or not? I don't understand why. They seem to be sitting there, blowing the wind?"

Fuzheng Xindao, it's not that he's confused, he has to talk about it.

What kind of trick is this without even opening your mouth?

However, he can't seem to be ignorant as a dignified assistant. He stroked his beard and left Sima Yu with an unfathomable expression, "Your Majesty, I'm enlightened."

Sima Yu: "..."

What does this mean?

Didn't he just ask because he couldn't figure it out?

Sima Yu looked at the prime minister next to him again, but before he could ask, the others showed a sigh and looked at Sima Yu and shook his head.

Sima Yu: "..."

After the ball is over, everyone else understands but he doesn't.

The several prime ministers and assistants smiled knowingly.

Then the eyes turned to the high platform again, what exactly is this competing for?

Zhou Fuli was actually waiting for the other party to speak, he was so adaptable.

As a result, the opposite party seemed to be dazed. It seemed that he was confused by his bucket of water.

Zhou Fuli said in his heart, that's fine, it's in his interest not to speak up.

So the two began to sit quietly.

Just sitting there confused everyone.

As time went by, the people who came to watch all looked at each other in blank dismay.

It's not that they haven't seen other people's talk about the mystery, both wonderful and not, but at least others have to talk about it.

This was probably the weirdest match they had ever seen.

Sima Yu dragged his chin with his hands, and looked at it seriously. He didn't believe that everyone else understood it, but he didn't. He had to see something mysterious.

In fact, Su Muzhe and the others were most anxious.

Others don't know what Xuanji is like now, they know it, they are stuck in their own hearts and can't get out.

They originally thought that as long as Xuanji stepped onto the high stage, he would naturally come out of this state to compete.

Although Zhou Fuli's move of "turning water into ice" really shocked them, it is absolutely impossible for them to just admit defeat.

But Xuanji couldn't speak, and even gave up the last little chance of winning.

Su Muzhe and the others were so anxious that they would have a hot pot with the ants.

The surrounding audience also changed from quiet to noisy, and some of them spoke well, and then from noisy to quiet again.

At this time, Su Muzhe suddenly let out a loud snort, "Master Xuanji, do you still remember the scene of three thousand imperial students playing the piano to see us off when we left Dawei?"

The sadness in the sound of the piano is what the literati of the Wei Dynasty expected of them.

Now I am in a foreign country, but the sound of the piano is still in my ears.

They are Great Wei people, and they came here with the dignity and shame of Great Wei literati.

Every year when you come here, you will face the eyes of Dajin and people from other countries as if you are watching a joke. Who can understand the shame?But they had to come, because they left the dignity of the great Wei literati here, and they needed to pick it up again.

Therefore, even if there is only a little hope now, they cannot just give up.

It is actually against the rules for Su Muzhe to interfere with the competition like this.

Wang Yong glanced at it, and said a word of warning, "During the competition, others are not allowed to prompt or interfere."

But Xuanji's eyes on the high platform finally became clear.

The sound of the piano seemed to be able to penetrate the heart, how could he forget that it was also the sound of the piano telling him that although he was a Taoist priest, he was also from the Great Wei.

How could he not care about anything at such an important time.

Xuanji sat up straight, the wind blew his white hair, he seemed to be a different person for a while, and all the eyes of the people around him were cast on him.

Su Muzhe and his team also breathed a sigh of relief, this is their Daoist Xuanji of the Great Wei, the mystery that they have never lost in their life.

The changes on the court attracted everyone's attention.

Just as Xuanji was about to speak, he was very well prepared this time.

But suddenly, Zhou Fuli, who had been resting his eyes with his eyes closed, also spoke, and he was still ahead of Xuanji.

"You lost." It was Zhou Fuli's usual flat voice without any emotion.

Whoa!

what?

Sima Yu stood up abruptly, what's the matter?

He didn't see anything, why did the opponent lose?He thinks he's an idiot now.

The people around were also in an uproar, hasn't this started yet?How did you win?

The old emperor and all the officials: "..."

You didn't even open your fucking mouth. Is this the end?

How did this contest end?

The huge astonishment covered everything, until a few little father-in-laws beat the gong vigorously before suppressing the sound.

Xuanji was also a little stunned, he hadn't even started to argue, why did the other party say that he lost?

Looking at Zhou Fuli, Zhou Fuli didn't look sideways, "You lost at the beginning, otherwise you wouldn't be sitting until now, let me wait until now."

Xuanji's heart was shocked, he was so shocked by the opponent's methods, he even forgot the competition, let others wait for him to wake up, what qualifications does he have to compete with others.

Zhou Fuli said again, "What you say is illusory after all, so how can it compare to what you do with your own hands? You have already seen it, so why bother struggling."

Mystery: "..."

Yes, he has seen it with his own eyes, so what can he compare it to?

A group of audience: "..."

God, what are they talking about?

Sima Yu looked left and right, if he asked what they were talking about at this time, wouldn't he look very stupid.

Zhou Fuli lowered his voice, and said the last words that defeated Xuanji, "You haven't gotten into the mysteries of heaven and earth yet, I can teach you what you see later."

teach……

A word has already been determined, and those who have achieved it are the first.

It is self-evident who the master is.

Xuanji opened his mouth, did Zhou Fuli even bother to fight with him?

That's right, no matter how mysterious and extravagant your words are, how can you compare with others who directly turn water into ice.

What Zhou Fuli said was right. In fact, he had already lost. The moment he saw the bucket of water, he lost completely.

Now it's just a fearless struggle.

"That's how I lost." The voice was a bit difficult, but I had to admit it.

Quiet, quiet.

I don't know how many people's eyes were opened like copper bells, and their jaws fell to the ground.

So, without saying a word, the little sage just sat there and won?

"Xuan, Xuan, it's so mysterious."

"This is definitely the most exciting mystery discrimination I have ever seen, although I didn't understand anything."

"Have any of you understood? Tell me about it."

But immediately, all the voices stopped again.

Xuanji stood up on the high platform with a wry smile on his face.

Then he looked in Dawei's direction, "I, Xuanji, is a useless person after all. I have failed everyone in Dawei. It's a pity that I can't go back and listen to Dawei's zither."

After speaking, the body fell backwards.

The corners of Zhou Fuli's mouth twitched, and here he came again, the people in Dawei were stupid in reading, and they were all extremely romantic.

The people around Dajin began to get excited, "jumped, jumped, jumped again."

"Oh my god, it's so exciting, I said that today I will definitely see someone from Da Wei jumping down."

This is their annual pleasure.

It's just that they suffered from the soldiers of Dajin.

Under the high platform, a group of soldiers pulled several layers of quilts, "It's done, it's done, this damn Wei people, why do they play this game every year?"

"I really want to not pick them up and let their heads fall to pieces."

Excited and excited, complaining and complaining, seeing strange things.

The people of Dajin are really, they watch it every year, and they are still very surprised.

At this time, the scholar of Dawei's face was already blushing so much that he gritted his teeth.

Although they have to experience this every year, they are not thick-skinned enough to be indifferent.

Xuanji was also a little confused. It was his first time to come to Dajin, and he didn't know it yet, because the people of Dawei like to jump this bad habit when they lose, and they took protective measures when they built the high platform.

Not dying, but not dying is not necessarily a good thing.

There was laughter all around, and the laughter was like a knife, cutting the body and heart of every big Wei person.

At this time, the sound of the piano sounded in the noisy sound, as strong as a needle, as sharp as a needle, piercing through all the sounds.

Zhou Fuli looked over, it was Su Muzhe.

A person, a piano, actually suppressed the surrounding voices.

The literati of the Wei Dynasty loved the qin, and they basically never left the qin.

The big Wei man, who had lowered his head due to the laughter around him, raised his head blankly.

Anger, sadness, shame, tears, everything is on the faces of these people.

But at this moment, they just picked up the qin and began to play along with Su Muzhe's qin.

The sound of the piano may not be pleasant, and it even feels like tearing everything apart. To people's ears, it is stubborn, unyielding, loyal, and tenacious...

Everyone in the Wei Dynasty may still have tears on their faces at this time, but they raised their heads and faced everything.

More than a dozen zithers suppressed everyone's mocking and laughing voices.

Nothing but the sound of the piano.

They are from the Great Wei, and this is the strength of character of their Great Wei literati. They use the qin to express their aspirations and express their feelings. Although they don't say a word, they accommodate all their unyielding and stubbornness in the sound of the qin.

Zhou Fuli was also a little silent. He heard that the sound of thousands of zithers from the Great Wei Tai's students can make ghosts tremble and change the color of the world. Now these dozen or so zithers have given him a lot of experience.

But this was not a good thing for Zhou Fuli, because it was the tenacity and unyieldingness of the great Wei literati that made them come to challenge year after year without fear of humiliation.

Zhou Fuli himself has a few catties and a few taels, and he knows very well that when he meets these real celebrities, if he compares his real skills, he really can't compare with others.

In addition to Zhou Fuli, the old emperor and all the officials were also worried. Such a great Wei naturally has its shocking things.

The sound of the piano is clanging, and even people who don't know the piano can feel the will in it.

The people of Wei lost, but they didn't lose their backbone, so there is nothing to laugh at.

The whole scene was filled with the sound of the zither, the sound of the zither was torn apart like the heart, roaring so deafeningly that no one dared to underestimate these great Wei people.

Zhou Fuli sighed, no matter what, he had to find a way to tide over the difficulties. He only won one of the three Wendou fights.

Moreover, he had to find a way to prevent the Wei people from challenging him as easily as before.

Facing such unyielding Wei people, Zhou Fuli could only be a villain. As long as their arrogance was suppressed, they would restrain themselves.

Zhou Fuli looked at an old man next to Su Muzhe, "Your Excellency is Ge Shiwei, a master of mathematics in the Great Wei Dynasty."

He knew this person, he had been to Luoyang before, and it was said that he was very good at counting four phenomena.

Ge Shiwei stepped forward, "It's Ge, the little sage has decided to compete with me in math next?"

In the last game, Wei Wei made a question, and this time it was Zhou Fuli who made a question.

Zhou Fuli replied, "Yes and no."

Ge Shi was taken aback for a moment, "I would like to hear the details."

Zhou Fuli said, "It's indeed math."

"But it's not a comparison with me. In the next game, my students will compare with Mr. Ge, which is what you are best at."

To make this group of arrogant people no longer challenge, the only way is to put yourself in a position that they can't touch and reach.

If the other party loses to their own students in the four-element arithmetic that they are best at, let's see how they have the face to challenge themselves.

The sound of the piano is finally chaotic.

The officials of the Jin Dynasty were also in chaos, Sima Yu almost slipped from the chair, and Sima Hehua's favorite chicken legs fell to the ground without knowing it.

Because the student Zhou Fuli pointed out was Wei Chu from General Zuo's mansion in armor.

Wei Chu's knife fell on his foot, but he didn't feel any pain.

Sima Yu felt that Zhou Fuli must be crazy, even if he was allowed to play, he was better than Wei Chu.

What else can Wei Chu do besides wielding knives and guns?Actually let him compare with Da Wei's mathematics master.

Must be crazy.

And the Wei people became even more crazy, Zhou Fuli actually asked them to compare with his students?How despised them is this?

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-1719:10:18~2020-06-1820:57:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Xiaomu, Halo 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Diandian; too bitter, 1 bottle: Xiaoyao Gongzi;

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