Although Liu Banbi was a little unwilling to be able to trick the junior sister into going to meet his husband with him, he knew after all that the junior sister wanted to stay with the boy he liked, so he didn't force it, but really
When he walked through most of the academy and came to the small courtyard, which was not too big but looked very clean overall, Liu Banbi hesitated again.
After all, it is still the same thing as before. It is not a big deal to practice swordsmanship. I think that even if I become a swordsman one day, my husband will feel that his student is successful, and will not think about how he is not good as a student, but he really doesn't study.
If this happened, my husband would definitely be heartbroken.
Liu Banbi had deliberately not returned to the Divine Capital these years because he didn't know how to face the dean. But now he has returned to the Divine Capital, returned to the academy, and even arrived in front of his husband. But there is a saying in the book that "nearly"
Nostalgic timidity, maybe that’s it?
Standing in front of the courtyard gate, Liu Banbi, whose hair was soon filled with snow, held the flying sword at his waist and remained silent.
After half an hour of silence, Liu Jianxian, who had killed countless demons on the northern battlefield, sighed, turned around and left. After all, he felt that he still didn't know how to face his husband.
But just as he turned around, the courtyard door over there suddenly opened, and a lot of accumulated snow fell. A middle-aged man stood behind the door, looking at the young swordsman who was about to turn around.
Liu Banbi also heard the sound. He had mixed feelings for a moment and did not dare to turn around. He just stood there, seemingly at a loss.
"Hey, isn't this Liu Dajianxian? We haven't seen him for so many years, and now he's starting to show off to me, a bad old man? He doesn't even want to see a bad old man like me?"
The voice behind him was the same as before, but Liu Banbi could still hear it, but it had changed a bit.
He took a deep breath, finally turned his head, looked at the dean in front of him, and bowed seriously, "Student Liu Banbi, greeting sir."
The dean raised his eyebrows and snorted: "At this moment, do you still think you are my student?"
Liu Banbi's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "Students always feel that the teacher is the student's husband. As for what the teacher thinks, the students can't control it, and they don't want to."
The dean sneered, "Sure enough, you killed some monsters in the north and became the so-called Sword Immortal. You, Liu Banbi, really feel that you are great."
Liu Banbi was silent for a moment before he said sincerely: "Students in the Northern Territory have killed countless monsters over the years, but I have killed more than one monster from the Forgetting Realm that can be called a great monster, and they have not brought shame to the academy.
"
What he said was so sincere that no one could say anything. At least not even the dean could see any hypocrisy in his words.
The dean's voice softened a little, "After all, I still regard myself as an academy student, but there are no academy students who don't study?"
There is so much regret in this sentence that one can easily hear it. Although the dean has admitted many disciples, almost all of them are taught in accordance with their aptitude. In fact, there are countless disciples whom he sincerely cultivates as the dean of the academy.
There were only a few people there, and among these people, the one who valued him most at first was the young swordsman in front of him.
It's a pity that he had such an idea. Who would have thought that his disciple would eventually become so crazy that he would no longer want to study. Just as Liu Banbi thought, it was never a big deal whether he practiced swordsmanship or not. Nowadays, his students in the academy also practice swordsmanship.
Still didn't think much or say anything, and by the way, he helped go to Jianqi Mountain to get several flying swords with his old face, so whether Liu Banbi in front of him could practice swordsmanship was not a big deal, but whether he could practice swordsmanship and study at the same time
?
In the dean's opinion, this kind of thing shouldn't be difficult, but why did you, Liu Banbi, not be able to read a single word of the sage's book after practicing your sword?
This is what the dean cannot figure out, and this is where the real knot between master and disciple lies.
"What about now? Do you think the same as before?" The dean looked hopefully at Liu Banbi, the leader of scholars in the world. There were many complex emotions in his eyes at this moment.
Liu Banbi hesitated to speak. Looking at his appearance, which seemed to be the same as before, but in fact he had aged a lot, he couldn't say anything.
The dean said softly: "I understand."
Liu Banbi lowered his head and said, "I'm disappointed, sir."
He rarely bowed his head to others in his life, but for the gentleman in front of him, he bowed his head willingly.
The dean didn't say anything. He turned his head and said, "Come into the room."
After saying this, the dean had already walked back to the courtyard and returned to the house.
Liu Banbi, who was following him, had mixed emotions. Earlier, when he had not practiced swordsmanship and was still studying, he and several other senior brothers would come here when they had nothing to do. Although his husband always said
The gentleman is far away from the kitchen, but he will actually make some snacks for them. They usually study and discuss Taoism at their husband's house. Most of the time, the dean will listen quietly on the recliner. No matter how they discuss, they can only
Only when they really couldn't come up with anything could they speak.
After many years, I walked into this room again. The recliner in front of me was still there, but the paint was severely peeled off and a little mottled.
There was a small stove in the room with wine warming on it.
Sitting next to the stove, the dean picked up the wine pot and poured a glass for Liu Banbi, and then said softly: "Actually, sir, I have thought about it for a long time. If you don't study, it is just because of your own will."
Liu Banbi took the glass of wine, a little confused.
"You should have been an unlucky guy who died by the river in your previous life. I, sir, was the first one to pass by. I took off my clothes and put them on you, so in this life you have done more than a dozen things for me.
A disciple of 20 years, you became half a scholar, but in fact, the person who kindly carried you back to find a place to dig a hole and bury you was not me, but a guy who used a sword, so for the rest of your life, you did
A sword cultivator has become a swordsman. This is fate, sir, I recognize it."
The dean spoke slowly, as if he was telling a very ancient story.
Liu Banbi asked with some confusion: "Sir, can you really see my past life?"
The dean snorted angrily, "You really think I'm a god, what do I know about this kind of thing?"
Liu Banbi was a little embarrassed, more resentful.
The dean's anger came and went quickly. He said softly: "It's just a metaphor."
Liu Banbi said oh, and saw the dean himself drinking the whole glass of wine into his stomach.
He raised his head and drank the glass of wine in one gulp, but at the same time he looked at the dean in surprise.
The dean said calmly: "Of course it's still the same sorghum wine as before."
Liu Banbi smacked his lips, feeling a little emotional. In these years of killing monsters in the North, he had to drink heavily after every battle. The wine in the North was not necessarily good, but it was very strong, and the soldiers liked it very much.
But for Liu Banbi, it was not the case. Sometimes when he couldn't sleep alone at night, what he wanted most was the sorghum wine he could only drink from his husband.
The dean said softly: "The northern border is dangerous. Even if you are a swordsman, you will die if you say you will die. It is not easy for you to survive."
How to answer this? Liu Banbi thought for a while and said softly: "The student doesn't feel that much pain."
What the teacher asked and what the student answered are actually not the same thing.
"Actually, when my husband has nothing to do these years, he will think about it, why am I the most suitable student with the best understanding and mentality? One day, I say that I don't want to study anymore, and I really don't want to read a word. Could it be that those sages and sages' teachings are...
Are those classics that our generation of scholars regard as a guideline are really useless? The former sages did not dare to slander and speculate, so they could only say that you, a student, are wrong. Sometimes you even think about it, if I leave for the North today to arrest you.
Will this matter turn around if I come back and teach you a lesson? Later, I thought about it again, and I actually realized that no, your temper is just like this. Even if I do this to you as a teacher,
When the students are brought back, what should you do? Will your decision change? Then things will be back to the way they were at the beginning. Why don't you want to study anymore? "
The dean said with some melancholy: "With your situation, being guided by a famous teacher, and being a student in an academy, I'm afraid most people will cling to the word "scholar" for the rest of their lives, but why are you,
Why don’t you want these three words? This is what I have thought about the most in these years.”
Liu Banbi still didn't speak, but when the dean poured the wine, he stretched out his hand and took another glass of wine.
After filling up another glass, Liu Banbi said softly: "I know that sir treats me sincerely, but the student really doesn't have any intentions."
The dean ignored him and just said to himself: "After thinking about it for many years, sir, I finally figured it out. In fact, from the bottom of your heart, you don't want to be a scholar anymore, and you don't think the sages' teachings in the books are wrong, right?"
Liu Banbi nodded slightly.
The dean was somewhat satisfied.
Liu Banbi said: "The former sages of the Academy have countless teachings. They are all spoken from the sincerity and are intended to educate the world. In fact, they are not wrong at all."
The dean looked at Liu Banbi and remained silent.
Liu Banbi continued to smile and said: "I'm just a student..."
Before he finished speaking, the dean said: "I feel that being a scholar, even if it is useful, will not be of much use to the plight of the entire human race. I am even thinking that scholars are talking so high-spirited about helping the world, but they are all
Empty talk, you even think, as a scholar, why can't we resist the demon clan in the north, but let those so-called vulgar warriors protect them?"
The dean laughed at himself: "At this point, I feel that I can't sit back and enjoy the results with peace of mind, nor can I live a peaceful life as a scholar who doesn't hear anything outside the window and only reads the books of sages, so in the end, even if I practice swordsmanship, I just don't think about it.
Become a scholar."
Liu Banbi was silent for a moment, raised his glass, drank it in one gulp, and said seriously: "Sir, you know me!"