When Jiang Wang turned around on horseback, he saw a young scholar with a pair of big and small eyes.
This man came from a golden distance, wearing a Confucian shirt and carrying a bookcase on his back. He was dressed in a very typical traveling Confucian style. He was looking at him with a frown.
It was really awkward for Li Gui to meet Li Kui.
Fortunately, Jiang Wang was wearing a cloak, so no one could see his expression. He immediately snorted and rode away proudly to show that he didn't bother to argue with this man.
“Hey!” The man swayed and stopped in front of the horse: “Don’t go away. You just teased the little girl. Didn’t you have fun? Don’t you want to debate the scriptures? I will debate with you!”
He said with a sneer: "But first I have to teach you what debating is!"
Jiang Wang thought about it that he didn't seem to be teasing the little girl, but was "debating scriptures" seriously, but the other party had an excessive sense of justice, so he let him go.
At the moment, without saying a word, he continued to steer the horse and turn.
The scholar swayed and stopped in front of the horse again. He seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "As Confucian scholars, when we go out, we should not be afraid of exchanging ideas. Why do you keep leaving? I wonder which academy you came from? Which great Confucian did you study under?
?Which book is this?”
I don’t understand what is said in the original scripture but not in the original scripture.
Jiang Wang was very annoyed and said casually: "I'm from Qingya Academy, okay? I don't have time to argue with you today, so let's just say goodbye!"
"What a coincidence!" the Confucian scholar said very proudly: "Zong Wen below is a disciple of Qingya Academy! Why don't you take off your cloak so that we brothers and sisters can get to know each other?"
He emphasized the emphasis on "senior brother", obviously believing that Jiang Wang was the treacherous person who ruined the reputation of Confucian disciples, and reached out to lift his cloak.
Jiang Wang took a few steps back on his horse and said, "Fellow Taoist, just speak and don't move your hands or feet!"
"Ha! Have you become a Taoist friend again? You should be called a friend or something, so that's what you look like." Fang Zongwen pressed forward menacingly: "Isn't it shameful to refuse to take off the cloak? Where did you come from, pretending to be a monster or a snake god?
Confucian disciple!"
Jiang Wang said that he was no good and started to roll up his sleeves: "Do you really want to debate the Bible with me?"
"Huh, what's the matter?" Fang Zongwen also rolled up his sleeves with great momentum, and sneered: "You want to take action even if you can't talk? Do you have a guilty conscience? Do you know what the six skills of a gentleman are...ah!"
As he was speaking, he got punched in the right eye.
boom!
Then comes the left eye.
When his eyes darkened, he received another punch in the abdomen, and his whole body arched on the ground, as if the whole world began to bend. Another uppercut hit his chin, and the world became flat again...
A long period of crackling passed.
Fang Zongwen was lying on the grass with a bruised nose and a swollen face, staring blankly at the sky. The bookcase completely fell apart, and the books were scattered all over the floor.
There was also a book called Chunqiu Fanlu among them. It was the book Jiang Wang didn't buy, so he picked it up conveniently.
He said casually: "Junior brother, my senior brother won the debate. I guess you don't have anything to say. I will lend you this book and return it to you after you finish reading it."
These engraved classics can be bought everywhere, do not involve any knowledge of spiritual practice, and are not expensive.
Fang Zongwen didn't say anything, and it seemed that he acquiesced.
Jiang Wang nodded with satisfaction, jumped on his horse, and headed east.
He didn’t strike hard. The opponent looked miserable. In fact, it was just a flesh wound. He would be able to bounce around after a while. He was lying there now and refused to get up. It was purely because of his pride.
It is easy to return the book. Since Fang Zongwen is also a disciple of Qingya Academy, he can just return it to Xu Xiangqian later.
Read books, ride horses, and beat people up.
Life is so happy!
The Mirror of Heaven, also known as "Mirror Lake", is the center of the entire eastern grassland. The Supreme Royal Court of the Pastoral Kingdom is right next to the Mirror of Heaven.
Jiang Wang set out from Xiyue Bamboo Forest, and the first place he entered was the southwestern part of the grassland, so he had to go eastward at this time.
Speaking of which, the war on the front between Mu Sheng and Mu Sheng seems to have not affected the grasslands at all, and the lives of the herdsmen remain peaceful. To a certain extent, this also reflects the gap in national power between Mu and Sheng.
I'm afraid that the boundless grassland may not become tense until Jingguo actually sends troops.
And how many troops Jing Guo can invest in Sheng Guo, Qi Guo’s attitude is also very important...
Jiang Wang put these thoughts behind his mind and continued to move forward.
On the road, we also passed the home of the girl with small freckles. It was a large yurt. It also looked more conspicuous in this tribe, which meant that her family was in a pretty good condition and was one of the best in the tribe.
At that time, the herdsman girl was grooming her horse in front of the yurt, looking at the big maroon horse galloping by with eager eyes.
But since the previous "deal" failed, she didn't say anything more at this moment.
There is no thought of gathering the tribesmen to plunder, although many young and strong men are at home at this time, which is enough to teach others a lesson...
Prairie people have a direct personality. They speak when they like and say what they want. But at the same time, prairie people also have prairie people’s rules.
Those who wantonly loot and commit evil are horse bandits, not the children of Cangtu God.
The feeling of riding a horse on the grassland is very refreshing.
The sky is clear, the sky is golden, and the mood is bright.
Jiang Wang was thinking about what would happen after meeting Zhao Rucheng and Uncle Deng, with a smile on his face, when suddenly his vision dimmed and the entire sky darkened!
Suddenly, frost clouds hit the top, and the next moment, snow fell on the sky and the earth.
The temperature dropped sharply.
At the same time, there was a roaring sound that shook the heaven and the earth.
There is a vast expanse of white in the distance, and it is hard to see your fingers when you reach out. The snow is falling all over the sky and is swept by the strong wind, roaring in.
White-haired wind!
"White-haired wind" refers to the strong wind blowing snow in winter, which often sweeps the sky and the earth.
It is one of the disasters that herders fear most.
But now it is autumn, how come there is white hair wind?
Moreover, the snow fell so suddenly and the wind blew so unexpectedly!
The maroon horse was trembling under its crotch. One moment it had a mane that was hunting and looking majestic, but at this moment it was kneeling on the ground, in awe of the power of heaven and earth.
Jiang Wang lifted it up, turned around and flew away quickly.
There must be a reason behind the sudden appearance of a white-haired storm of this magnitude.
There are strong men on the grassland, and Jiang Wang, who hides his identity, does not want to cause any trouble.
But the small tribe that just passed by had no extraordinary strength, and it was obviously impossible for them to withstand such a sudden white-haired wind.
While he had the energy to spare, he could not ignore it.
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Wuyan Lanzhu is the legitimate daughter of the patriarch of the Chaha tribe. Their tribe belongs to the Hu'elian tribe.
The Tu clan, who are above Hu'erian, are the noblest True Blood tribe on the grassland.
She was brushing the horses well, but after brushing the horses, she continued to feed the cows.
These are her cattle, her horses, and her dowry, and she has to take good care of them.
But suddenly, the sky became dark and the ground became dark, and the surrounding fields were completely white!
How could she not know that Baimao Feng was coming!
But the white-haired wind only appeared in winter. In her memory, this was the first time it appeared in autumn, and she was completely unprepared.
And in the past, before the white-haired wind came, most of the monks in the Supreme Court would give advance notice, so that they could place all the cattle and sheep.
Wuyan Lanzhu was stunned in front of the yurt, motionless, and her heart was as cold as ice.
The cattle are finished, the sheep are finished, the dowries are finished, and the tribe is finished!
In the midst of extreme fear and powerlessness, she suddenly saw a figure holding a maroon horse descending from the sky and blocking the way in front of the snowy sky!
The man actually lifted the horse.
It was the eccentric man who dropped his book bag with her.
Seeing him at this moment, he just put the bay-red horse behind him and stretched out his hand to press it.
The sky was full of wind and snow, but it stopped for him!