Colleagues of Zhang Liang [comprehensive] Mu Liangqing

Practice swords during the day and read books at night, time slips away like a shuttle, day and night seem to be in the snap of your fingers.

When Zhang Liang was ten years old, Cang Lingzi taught him a soft sword technique called "Bi Xue Dan Xin", and taught him himself.That set of swordsmanship is elegant and elegant, and it is like dancing a sword when practiced, which coincides with Zhang Liang's temperament.The world says "flashy and unrealistic", but this set of sword manuals does not apply. Its power is hidden behind the seemingly gorgeous painted skin. If you only care about admiring an inconspicuous sword flower, you will meet the King of Hades in the next moment.

That set of sword manuals accompanied Zhang Liang all his life, and he still carried it with him until he was buried a hundred years later.

The most proud thing in Cang Lingzi's life are his two apprentices, Zhang Liang and Ximen Yan.These two people, one soft and the other strong, are two extremes, and they are both outstanding characters in the extremes. The warriors who get this successor will die without regret.

One day, he ran into his former senior brother Gui Guzi by chance, and told him about his favorite student.Unexpectedly, Guiguzi was neither surprised nor envious, but said indifferently: "Oh, my big apprentice Gai Nie is already the number one swordsman in the Qin Kingdom."

Cang Lingzi was so angry that he didn't speak, and broke off with Guiguzi for an hour.

"Master, why are you angry?" Zhang Liang asked him that night holding his sword.

Cang Lingzi blew on his beard angrily, "Liang'er, practicing swords is not for fame and fortune, but to stop killing. Do you understand?"

Zhang Liang nodded obediently, "Zifang understands."

Cang Lingzi nodded in relief, and said that the grapes were sour when he couldn't eat the grapes, "You're still sensible, unlike some people who rely on swordsmanship to get promoted and get rich, it's shameful!"

Zhang Liang was distressed, "But... learning martial arts and art, goods and the emperor's family. If someone's swordsmanship is taken by the emperor, it proves that he is really powerful."

Cang Lingzi paused, then snorted coldly, and swallowed back the words he wanted to continue praising Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang saw that his chest was heaving greatly, as if he was trying to calm down some strong emotion, so he asked, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Cang Lingzi held a mouthful of old blood in his heart, and forced himself to raise his hand, "It's okay." After a moment of silence, he asked, "How is your comprehension of the sword technique that my teacher taught you?"

Zhang Liang thought for a while, then said, "There is one thing I don't understand."

Cang Lingzi suddenly became serious, temporarily put aside all previous thoughts, and calmed down, "Speak."

Zhang Liang said seriously: "The master said to let the disciples stop the killing, but why did he teach the swordsmanship to the disciples so murderous?"

Cang Lingzi explained: "It is for you to deal with villains. When they threaten you or the person you want to protect, you don't have to show mercy."

Zhang Liang's eyebrows frowned even tighter, "But, what is evil and what is good?"

Cang Lingzi said in a deep voice, "What do you want to ask?"

Zhang Liang made the question more clear, "Tu'er wants to ask, when someone wants to take his life, should I kill him?"

"Should."

This is where Zhang Liang is confused, "But what if he doesn't really want to kill me, but just obeys someone's order. Or, I've become bad, and he just wants to get rid of evil?"

Cang Lingzi was stunned, and asked without answering, "Will you become bad?"

Zhang Liang lowered his head in disbelief, "I don't know. Master Xun said that human nature is inherently evil, and perhaps Ovary is not a good person after birth."

Cang Lingzi realized that the matter was not simple, so he slapped the table with his palm and reprimanded him: "That old man is talking nonsense! Remember, as long as you remain unchanged, then anyone who wants to kill you is a wicked person and deserves to die."

Zhang Liang's thinking went far beyond Cang Lingzi's imagination. He rubbed the corner of his clothes with his index finger, and then raised his head and asked, "But in their eyes, the ovary is a prey and deserves to die. At this time, who is going to die?"

Cang Lingzi was stunned, not knowing what to do next.He found that he could not answer this question.

Damn the Zhang family, a little doll is so capable of tossing around!

"...You go back first, and I will reply to you later."

Zhang Liang withdrew suspiciously, this question troubled him for a long time, he kept thinking about it, but couldn't think of an answer.Until he left the Jiange, Cang Lingzi did not give an answer. What is right and what is wrong, what is good and what is evil, this line is gray, and no one can draw it clearly.

The branches come out in spring, and the leaves fall in autumn.

The five-year period came soon, and Zhang Kaidi took a few days off with King Han and came to pick him up in person.In addition, he and Cang Lingzi are old acquaintances, and they haven't seen each other for many years, so they want to chat a little more.

"Liang'er is a good material for sword practice, but it's a pity that he was born in a literary family." Cang Lingzi sighed regretfully, feeling very reluctant to part with this apprentice.

"You called Liang'er too?" Zhang Kaidi was not happy to hear that, fearing that someone would rob him of his grandson, he retorted: "You have never seen his talent in strategy, so you have such an illusion."

Cang Lingzi was not convinced, and said: "Then you have seen it? Liang'er has been here for five years, and she was only seven years old when she left you, and she didn't know a lot of words. What can you see then?"

In order to get angry, he bit "Liang'er" very hard.

Sure enough, the open beard trembled, but he still looked very calm, "Liang'er was young at the time, but his thoughts were very mature. Martial arts was just a whim, and Congwen was what he really wanted. Didn't you see him A hundred volumes of books, even bedding?"

Cang Lingzi glanced at him, and said triumphantly: "Really? Then you may not know that he practiced sword for five hours a day, and only read one time book."

Zhang Kai responded unceremoniously: "For the same amount, he can comprehend it in one hour when he studies literature, but it takes five hours to learn martial arts. From this point of view, his understanding of literature is five times that of martial arts."

The two old men who were over half a century old kept arguing, insisting on fighting to the death, but they refused to admit that Zhang Liang had both civil and military skills.

At the end, Cang Lingzi suddenly became serious, looking at the cloud-shrouded Cangshan Mountain, said: "Liang'er once asked me a question, but I couldn't figure it out. You literati are good at this kind of thing. If you have the answer, tell him .”

He opened his mouth and put away his bickering posture, and asked sideways, "What's the problem?"

Cang Lingzi's eyes were deep, and he said: "What is righteous, what is evil, what is good, and what is evil. He said that in the battle of life and death, he can't tell the difference, and he doesn't know whether he should strike."

Zhang Kai was stunned, "When did he ask?"

Cang Lingzi said: "Last year at this time."

He opened his eyes and squinted at the lower left corner for a while, then pondered for a while, "Well, I see."

Back then, when he started thinking about this question, he was already in his twenties, while Zhang Liang last year was only eleven.

A black swift flew past the corner of the eaves, flew away without leaving a trace, and said with open arms, "Very good, the Zhang family has a successor."

But at this moment, the successor he spoke of was saying goodbye to Ximen under the red maple tree.

At that time, Ximen Yan was already a 14-year-old boy, and his body shape gradually changed into that of an adult man.He is tall, although Zhang Liang is only two years younger than him, he can only reach his chest.

There is always some sadness in the words of parting.The so-called "Where to form sorrow, leave people's hearts to go to autumn", now there are people who are away from people, and autumn is also there, and worries will multiply several times in vain.

"Senior brother, Zifang is going home. I may come back less often in the future. In the future...brother, take care."

Ximen leaned lazily against the red maple tree. It was here that Zhang Liang helped him to lay stones, and now it is also here, "Yeah."

Zhang Liang has long been used to him like this, thinking that he will not be able to see him again in the future, he forced a smile and said: "For the past few years, thanks to the care of my senior brother, the ovary's swordsmanship has improved a lot. If the senior brother needs ovary for something in the future , then went to Zhang’s house in Xinzheng, where the door is always open for you.”

Ximen Yan lowered his eyes and wrote down the other party's words, "Yes."

He was stupid, he couldn't say farewell and commemorative words, anyway, whatever Zhang Liang said, he felt reasonable.As long as there is nothing in particular he wants to ask, he will just "hmm".

Zhang Liang's smile was bitter, he had been classmates for five years, so he was naturally reluctant, "Brother, don't you have anything else to say to Zifang? After all... maybe we won't be able to meet each other in the future."

Ximen was tired of looking at the rising daylight, and finally thought of what to say, so he looked sideways at him and said, "Hurry up, or it will be hot at noon."

Zhang Liang froze, his chest felt tight and annoyed, he said helplessly, "Alright, let's say goodbye to you. Take care!"

The wind in the forest blew suddenly, and the leaves rustled softly.Zhang Liang let his sleeves flutter in the wind, turned and left.

The days when he learned swordsmanship in Cangshan Mountain had come to an end, and the five years were like a river flowing under a bridge, gone forever.

It took two days to go back. The mountain road was rugged and there were many mountains.The emotions in his heart were bumped into a mess, Zhang Liang suppressed his chaotic emotions, lifted the curtain of the car and looked back, watching the Cangshan Mountain dyed with red maple leaves drifting away.

......... only the dividing line of um......

Driving back to the mansion, the first moment he landed, Ruoli let go of his girl and rushed up crying.

"Wow—my lord—Ruoli can be counted as expecting you back—"

The butler was terrified by his son's crying. Originally, a group of people were respectfully kneeling to greet him, but he came out of nowhere, so he hurriedly pleaded guilty while dragging people.

"Uncle Chen, don't get in the way." Zhang Liang didn't think it was strange, let Ruoli hug his leg and cry, lowered his head and pulled him up, and said with a smile: "You are still the same."

Ruoli and Zhang Liang are the same age, but in his heart he is still a three-year-old child who has not grown up. He wiped his tears on Zhang Liang's sleeve, "Ruoli misses you to death! I think about it during the day and at night, and I want to sleep when I eat. Even when I went to the toilet, I thought——why——how did you just come back——”

Under the eyes of everyone, the butler felt ashamed and sighed in his heart: "The family is unfortunate..."

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