"But..., Chunqiu Library is the hard work of my senior brother and me."
"This is the continuation of Xingcheng Library, this is the continuation of Zhao Guo's glory. Today's library is not a library at all."
Feixue said angrily.
The library was built by myself and my senior brother with a lot of hard work and energy. For this reason... my senior brother also personally went to Longxi as a merchant to support the normal operation of the library.
Seeing the library getting on the right track day by day, Feixue was naturally happy.
It is even more joyous to see those people from Yan and Zhao in it, being influenced by the glory of the past. No matter what, even if Yan and Zhao disappear, the glory of Yan and Zhao cannot be lost.
In the past, the old owner of the museum once said that there are a total of nineteen ways to write swords, or even more, which are the embodiment of the lingering charm of elegance.
Now...someone has taken it away.
How not to get angry.
Many people gathered here, and the normal operation of the library was affected. It was a resistance to Qin itself, but the library was not a place for resistance.
With Confucianism's ability, can't we find another more suitable place in Lanling City?
Feixue didn't believe it.
"Master Feixue wants to leave the library?"
Ji Yanran felt that she understood what Feixue meant.
"The library is not the library of the day."
"You are not the people you were back then."
"If I stay here, it will only add to my sadness. I want to lead some library disciples who are still willing to follow me and my senior brother to go north to Linzi to look for our senior brother."
"Perhaps a new library will be built in Linzi."
Feixue played with the pottery cup in her hand, watching the ups and downs of the leaves inside, just like her own ups and downs in Zhuxia in recent years, elusive and without a trace.
According to my own temperament, I would rather destroy the Chunqiu Library than let it do this.
Finally... some familiar faces appeared in front of me.
"Take a drink, Yanran collected it years ago and rarely drinks it."
"The first time I brewed it, it was a little bitter, but after three times of brewing, the taste came out."
After Ji Yanran returned to the wooden case, she heard Feixue's words and still had a slight smile on her face. She didn't say much and took a sip of tea.
Welcome each other with one hand.
"This tea... is indeed slightly bitter, and the taste is not as fragrant as other teas."
"Does it have a name?"
Hearing Ji Yanran's words, Feixue sighed softly. She felt very bitter now. She looked at the pottery cup in her hand and took a sip.
After thinking about it for a moment or two, his heroic eyebrows narrowed slightly.
It is indeed a bit bitter and the aroma is not noticeable.
Ordinary people probably don't like this kind of tea.
"There is no name."
"This kind of tea is said to have been obtained by Yan Ran at a place called Yunzhong in Zhao Di when she traveled to various countries with her master."
"When Master saw this kind of tea, he thought it was... good tea, so he picked some, kept them, and brewed a second cup."
Ji Yanran pointed her finger, and in the pottery cup in Feixue's hand, the rhyme of water rose into the air and disappeared. When she raised her hand, the boiling water was submerged.
Suddenly, under the second brewing, the originally dark leaf became filled with a different kind of green, and if you smell it carefully, there is also a faint fragrance of dust.
"Master Zou Yan is so good at tea?"
Feixue was surprised.
Needless to say, Master Zou Yan's status was that he was also a famous scholar in Jixia Academy in Zhenji. He convinced hundreds of schools of thought with his principles and allowed himself to be used by Ji Yanran.
Looking at the halo leaf that seemed to have been brewed in my hand, I blew lightly, but a different kind of aroma rippled out, which was suddenly strange.
After taking a sip, there was still a hint of bitterness on the lips and teeth, but after a few breaths, it was filled with that mellow fragrance, and you could clearly feel it.
There is a hint of frost and a hint of cold fragrance.
“Brew again!”
As soon as he raised his hand, the tea cup in Feixue's hand was brewing for the third time.
Ji Yanran smiled.
After ten breaths.
On the pottery cup in Feixue's hand, the fine leaves have unfolded all their textures, and are bright and green, and... there is a chill mixed with heat in the cup.
The most prominent thing inside is the fragrant fragrance.
"In Yan Ran's opinion, Feixue Pavilion Master doesn't have to be like this."
"The land of Qilu is also where hundreds of schools of thought are located, as well as Confucianism. The purpose of the library is to spread elegance. Under the current situation, the Spring and Autumn Library in Lanling City has no choice but to do this."
"But it does not go against the original intention of Master Feixue. In troubled times, the most precious thing is those who keep their hearts. The original disciples who are still in the library today are precious."
"Maybe a little, but enough."
"They are the seeds. The seeds are immortal and will surely grow and sprout."
I continued to sip the tea in my hand. Although it was bitter...but every time I drank this tea, I would think of Master and all that happened back then.
I came here to Lanling City also for the sake of being a descendant of the wise men of the Yin Yang family.
Feixue is the continuation of the glory of Zhao Di.
"What does Miss Yanran mean?"
Feixue sipped the tea again. It tasted quite good. Only with this taste could it be worthy of Master Zou Yan's evaluation.
At the same time, I felt the words of the girl Yanran, and seemed to have gained something.
"Next...Lanling City will not be stable."
"Master Feixue has been working on the library for many years, so he should take some time to cultivate himself. When the time is right in the future, it won't be too late to do this again."
The Qin army occupied Lanling City, and hundreds of families gathered here.
The purpose is already very clear.
Sooner or later, there will be a big move in the library, and that big move will cause the Spring and Autumn Library to suffer considerable disasters. The owner of Feixue Library has not changed his mind, and he will spread the glory, but he will postpone it for a while.
And...you can also take advantage of the opportunity to jump out.
"What about you, Yanran?"
Feixue understands clearly.
But he has the result. If Miss Yanran stays here, she will be harassed sooner or later. After all... Long Yangjun's heart has not been wiped out.
"Haha, can't you find a safe place in Lanling City?"
"And..., a month ago, Zhao Shui met an old friend in the west of the city. He is not alone in Lanling City."
"My practice... will also involve a lot of retreat."
"In order to overcome the last obstacle."
Ji Yanran smiled again.
He had been staying in Lanling City for quite some time, and Zhao Shui's practice also made him feel relieved. At Qin Yun Medical Center, Zhao Shui met an old friend again.
Even if she stays in seclusion for many days, she won't be bored. It's not bad to be exposed to the ways of healing doctors...
"Enlighten the emptiness and return, the mysterious secret method."
"Miss Yanran, it's finally time to take that step."
Feixue admired.
Although his own qualifications are good, they are still far behind those of his senior brothers, not to mention Ji Yanran, who was accepted as a disciple by Master Zou Yan.
It can be seen that Ji Yanran will break into that realm soon.
Really enviable.
"The owner of the Flying Snow Hall also has a chance."
"I have a wonderful method from the wise man of the Yin Yang family, which can cultivate spiritual consciousness, cultivate aura, and cultivate tranquility. The hero of Broken Sword has instinctively mastered it. Now, before his strength is even greater."
"If the owner of Feixue Hall is willing, I can teach you this kind of technique."
strength!
It comes from heaven and earth, not from itself.
Although innate warriors cannot control the vitality of heaven and earth, the true energy they accumulate also comes from heaven and earth, as long as they understand the truth.
With the right method, vast power can be achieved.
That is practice.
The shackles in Dantian are not shackles.
"really?"
Suddenly, Feixue was overjoyed.
In fact... my senior brother has told me his insights a long time ago, and he wants to specialize in spiritual awareness, but he has been unable to practice it.
Now Ji Yanran is willing to teach the Dharma of the wise man's lineage.
It couldn't be better.
"nature."
Ji Yanran nodded.
******
"Report!"
"The Chu army attacked at night and broke through the fortresses one after another. More than 200,000 troops surrounded Chengfu and Xi County!"
General Li Xin personally led an army of 150,000 to attack Ruyin City. In less than two hours, Ruyin's so-called defense was defeated.
The outer city walls no longer exist, and the city walls were destroyed by force. However, there is no small obstacle to entering the city. There are more than 50,000 soldiers and horses gathered in the city.
With the help of streets and alleys, they could compete with the Qin army for a while.
After three hours, the Chu army in the city could not be cleared. At ten o'clock in the night, a horse team marched like a wind to the cloud chariot outside the city where Li Xin was.
Under the torches one by one, I saw the man driving the horse covered in blood, holding a broken sword, carrying a broken bow on his back, and the hard black armor turned into a scarlet color.
Along with the anxious words of the person who came, the entire cloud car fell into a different kind of silence.
…
…
Not long after, without any hesitation, Li Xin called for gold and retreated his troops. He ordered the city walls and walls of Ruyin to be demolished, set fire to Ruyin, and led his troops back to the place where the father of the city slept in the county.
"Xiang Yanpifu!"
"How dare An do this?"
Li Xin marched on horseback with an anxious look on his face. He never imagined that Xiang Yan would dare to outflank the city father in such a roundabout way and sleep in the county.
That being the case.
That is... the way to death.
With the strength and defense of the old general Meng Wu, it is not a problem to hold on for a day. When he arrives on the march, he will let the Chu army know what the mighty division of Qin is.
"General Lee!"
"Don't underestimate the enemy. Xiang Yan mobilized more than 200,000 main troops in one fell swoop to encircle the city father, sleep county, and level the land. He should have a plan."
"We shall be the first to return to the father's lands, return to the city, and then carry out other methods."
Zhao Tuo, who was with the army at the side, said a quick word.
At present, the main force of the Qin army is under the command of General Li Xin, with a total of nearly 150,000 troops. The rest of the troops are scattered in Chengfu, Xixian and other places. As expected, Xiang Yan made a circuitous attack and laid siege.
Then...the main force cannot be dispersed. More than 200,000 troops will definitely appear in Chengfu, because that is where the old General Mengwu is.
"Xiang Yan's main force will definitely stop us on Chengfu's main road."
"Go down with the order and follow me to kill the father of the city and defeat Xiang Yan's main force!"
He nodded to Zhao Tuo.
Li Xin naturally knew that the matter was urgent. He looked at the army commander beside him and gave the order directly.
The cavalry takes the lead, followed by the infantry.
Li Xin led the vanguard of 60,000 cavalry and quickly rushed towards the city father's location. The distance was more than a hundred miles, and within an hour, he could vaguely see a familiar location.
"Did you finally show up?"
The city of the City Father is surrounded by wilderness and there are no mountains, rivers or valleys to hide it. In the misty dawn of summer, the morning mist has not yet dissipated.
He reined in his horse and looked into the distance.
"The flames are rising and the dragon is flying across the sky!"
"Chu's Tenglong Army!"
"The most elite division under Xiang Yan's command, the commander-in-chief Long Ye, is a retainer of the Xiang clan, with a strength of approximately 100,000 troops!"
Zhao Tuo held a telescope in his hand, looked closely, and his words suddenly became solemn.
It's the Tenglong Legion.
Judging from the way their legions are lined up, they have already been prepared here, waiting for them to return from Ruyin to block them.
But when compared to thousands, their vanguard cavalry only had 60,000, and due to the attack on Ruyin, they spent a lot of money on arrows, crossbows, and offensive and defensive equipment at all costs.