Chapter 165: Jianghu is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships.
Hearing this, the young Taoist priest's face felt miserable. How could he figure it out, unless he used secret techniques, but the price would be high.
"Nine times out of ten, Gongshu Ban is still alive, and Mozi is also alive. Some of these people have disappeared, and some have gone into hiding."
Feng Zheng spoke at the right time, resolving the little Taoist priest's dilemma. He would stay with Huang for a long time, and having one more friend was always better than an enemy.
What's more, the identity of a little Taoist priest is not simple. If you can avoid offending such a person, don't offend him. If you can make friends with him, you should make friends with him.
Turning his head to look at Feng Zheng, Huang nodded and said: "Xiangli, send a letter of greeting to the Gongshu family."
"promise."
He knew Feng Zheng's intention, but Huang did not pursue it, nor did he intend to force the little Taoist priest to deduce.
On the Gua Tan, Huang knew clearly that the little Taoist priest had real talent and knowledge, but it was impossible to pry into the secrets of heaven without paying the price.
What's more, it can be seen from Mozi that if Gongshuban was still alive, he would most likely be the same as Mozi.
It is difficult for a powerful old monster to predict such a person.
What's more, Gongshuban, like Mozi, was a hero born in the same era, and he had some great luck.
"Let's go, find a guest house to stay first, and then take a tour of Qufu." Although Huang didn't have much favorable impression of Confucianism, he did not deny the greatness of Confucius.
In the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, an era of such splendid culture, it was an honor to be called a disciple by being able to reach the extreme together.
Moreover, along with Confucianism, three great talents appeared in succession: Confucius, Mencius and Xun.
"good."
Walking into the Qufu Guest House, the waiter came over quickly with a smile: "Sir, do you want to be a guesthouse or stay in a hotel?"
"Stay in a hotel, open four first-class rooms, and then have the horses fed with high-quality feed. Money is not a problem."
"Your guest is coming right now." The waiter stretched out his hand to guide his companions on the side, and at the same time he said to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, there are four first-class rooms."
The shopkeeper smiled and said to the three Huang people: "Please come here to invite the three guests. I will give you four keys and wait for the three guests to pick up the number A."
"promise."
The clerk took the key and said to Huang and the other three: "The number A is on the third floor. It's quiet and the lighting is good."
"please!"
Nodding, the three of them went upstairs and each chose a room to check in. As for Xianglidu, he would naturally be brought up by the waiter.
A quarter of an hour later, the waiter brought tea and gave him a menu made from bamboo slips: "Sir, the food in the shop is all listed above. If you have other requirements, you can tell me directly and I will coordinate."
"good."
Watching the waiter leave, Feng Zheng and the little Taoist priest came to Huang's room, each poured a cup of tea and drank it.
Huang was not used to the tea soup of this era, so he just drank plain water in silence.
"Head of the family, the Gongshu family is having a competition within the clan these two days. We will invite some of our close friends to watch it." Yang walked into the room and said to Huang.
Hearing this, Huang nodded slightly: "I understand, Xiang Lidu went to pay his respects. The specific situation will depend on the response of the Gongshu family."
"Hey, I want to know the situation of the Gongshu family members, and try to be as accurate as possible."
"promise."
To be as accurate as possible, this is Huang's only request for Fushui Fang. Fushui Fang was established too late to penetrate into Lu Di.
This was because he requested it, and Yang brought people to Ludi in a hurry.
Feng Zhengren was an old man and he naturally guessed the situation in Fu Shui Fang. He turned to Huang and said, "Boy, if you want to know more about the situation, can I contact Young Master?"
"No need, these are just trivial matters. We are not at odds with the Gongshu family to exterminate them."
Huang shook his head and refused.
Knowing more information will naturally help their next move, but this is also an experience for the Fushui Fang.
With this operation, Fushui Fang will become more mature. If you want to become a qualified intelligence organization, you need to perform missions again and again.
Then learn from success and failure and check for omissions and fill in the gaps.
"We don't need to know the details of the Gongshu family very clearly. I just want a few outstanding people from the Gongshu family."
It was very clear to Huang that his purpose was just to find people and then develop some epoch-making weapons to equip his people.
Moreover, the Mohist family has a feud with the Gongshu family. Whether it is a conflict of ideas or a mountain that cannot tolerate two tigers, this is all beneficial to Huang.
After all, Huang had always planned to break up Mo and deal with the Mo family.
"Is this Gongshu family very powerful?" The young Taoist priest looked puzzled. Seeing the solemn expressions on Feng Zheng and Huang's faces, he couldn't help but ask.
"It has a certain influence and power in the secular world. Compared to your Taoist sect, it is naturally the difference between Yinghuo and Haoyue."
Feng Zheng also noticed that the little Taoist priest didn't have much worldly experience. When he saw Huang, he didn't want to answer, so he explained with a smile.
"Then what are you worried about? We will go directly to the door and suppress it with force. All problems will be solved." The little Taoist priest's face was full of excitement.
Seeing this scene, Huang didn't want to speak anymore. This little Taoist priest was simply a fool and a reckless man.
"The world of martial arts is not about fighting and killing, but about the ways of the world." Huang took a sip of water and said to the little Taoist priest, "You still have a lot to learn!"
"You are younger than me!" the little Taoist retorted, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.
"Haha, Qin Guoshi is fourteen years old. How old are you, little Taoist priest?" Feng Zheng was watching the show and did not forget to fan the flames.
"Are you only fourteen?" The little Taoist priest was surprised and kept staring at Huang: "It doesn't look like that. You have so much energy and blood that you must be at least twenty-five or six."
"Master didn't tell you how old you are!"
Feng Zheng smiled and did not continue to add fuel to the fire to avoid irritating Huang.
In his opinion, the little Taoist priest's cultivation level is higher than that of Huang, but when it comes to treachery, hypocrisy, and cruelty, ten little Taoist priests are not as good as Huang.
"Master, Gongshujia has accepted the invitation." Xiang Lidu walked into the room and reported to Huang.
"Um."
Huang nodded, turned towards Xiang Lidu, and said, "Tell the man to let him serve the banquet. After eating, we will go out for a walk."
"promise."
Huang frowned secretly, he did not expect that this time when he came to Lu Di, he would happen to encounter a competition between the Gongshu family.
If he had known this, he would have gone to Qi Di first. Although this kind of competition can reveal the talent of a clan member, the truly powerful ones will not appear in front of others.
It is not that the public loser has no enemies. How can he put the best members of his clan in the public eye? Doesn't that mean he is a living target?
And the public transportation class is still alive.
This will cause huge twists and turns in the affairs of this trip. These old immortals have lived for too long, and there is no advantage in fighting against them.