Chapter 63 If the rumors are true, wouldnt I become a god!
"Farewell."
Carefully, he flicked his sleeves and floated away.
He understood Pang Juan's thoughts, but he also knew something about Wei Wang Feng. During the meeting, it was no secret that Wei Wang regarded the jewelry as a national treasure.
The same statement by King Tian Yinqi of Qi that talents are national treasures also spread to the ears of literati.
Jixia Academy, a place where famous people compete, makes you cautious and curious.
Of course, the most important thing is that Wei Wangfeng was not the candidate to promote Legalist rule.
Pang Juan stopped and waited until Shen Dao was out of sight before heading back home. He knew Shen Dao's thoughts and understood that it was useless to persuade him.
At this time, Pang Juan thought of his concubine Wei Yang, and couldn't help but grit his teeth secretly. He had no doubts about Shen Dao's ability to see people.
He decided to meet Wei Yang again tomorrow.
Be open and honest.
In the name of the above general, he recruited Wei Yang. If Wei Yang refused, he could make up his mind.
On the green jade table, there was a pot of fine wine, several plates of snacks, and a pound of fine Fengze yellow mutton. Huang devoured it happily, while Wei Yang smiled and said nothing.
In this era, Confucianism was not yet popular. Except for Qi and Lu, all the countries in the Central Plains were very resistant to Confucianism and Confucian scholars.
Eating and sleeping without talking has not yet become the standard for scholars in this era.
After taking a sip of the fine Lao Qin wine, Wei Yang looked at the man feasting and smiled wildly without caring about his appearance, and said.
"You're not your national advisor in Yueyang, so why are you here?" Wei Yang was very interested in Huang's purpose.
Huang stopped when he heard the words and put down his chopsticks: "On your orders, I will go to Zhou Wangji. It just so happens that I also have something to do and need to go there."
Having said this, Huang paused for a moment: "Brother Yang Yang, it is said that the founder of Taoism, Laozi, rode a green ox and wrote a moral article of three thousand words at the foot of Hangu Pass."
"At that time, when the book was written, the Purple Qi came thirty thousand miles eastward. Brother Yang Yang is well-informed, what do you think of this matter?"
It was rumored that Wei Yang studied under an unknown old man, and it was even speculated that Wei Yang studied under Gui Guzi. There were countless speculations about this in the current and future generations.
However, Pang Juan and Sun Bin were in official positions, and Wei Yang was not familiar with Pang Juan. From this, it can be seen that Wei Yang was not taught by Gui Guzi.
However, in the Central Plains, all those who have inheritance are forces from a long time ago. The secrets they know and the truth they understand are unmatched by others.
"Haha, it's just a rumor." Wei Yang's expression changed slightly, then returned to normal: "If the rumor is true, wouldn't I become a god?"
He kept looking at Wei Yang, taking in the changes in expressions on his face one by one, and smiled carelessly: "The names of the sages are fascinating."
"Everyone in the world who is called a son is a legend, and his life experiences are as magnificent as the sun shining brightly."
Wei Yang nodded: "Creating a lineage of Taoism from scratch, there are very few such geniuses in this world."
"The world is hospitable and common people are lively. They often spread stories about their deeds, and then process, exaggerate, or even fabricate them in the process."
"Haha, Brother Yang is right, Huang is just on a whim." Huang raised the cup, the smile on his face became stronger: "Come and have a drink."
Wei Yang was very taboo and had been avoiding talking about this matter. Huang suddenly realized that there must be a secret behind this that he didn't know about.
However, this requires him to dig. As his fingers caressed the Great Qin Dragon Bird, Huang believed that sooner or later, all the secrets of this world would be revealed one by one.
After thinking about this, Huang gathered his thoughts and warned Wei Yang, saying: "According to my information, Shenzi and Pang Juan are on good terms, and Pang Juan invited Shenzi to serve in the Qin Dynasty."
"You and Shenzi compete with each other and show off your celebrity style. Soon, it will be heard by Pang Juan. Brother Yang should prepare in advance."
My uncle is dead.
Without the protection of Gongshu Cuo, a person like Wei Yang would have wasted his life or even died due to his character if he stayed in Anyi.
"Haha, Pang Juan is an extremely confident person and will not put me in his eyes."
Wei Yang shook his head and took another sip of wine: "But he also has such qualifications. The descendant of Guigu is still very powerful."
Dongxiangchun's dim sum is very exquisite, tastes good, slightly sweet, and has a very comfortable texture. I like to eat it.
After eating the last piece of snack, Huang was silent for a while: "Brother Yang is right, but Pang Juan is also a person who knows how to eliminate threats."
"General Wei, it is very easy to kill someone in Anyi."
Having said this, Huang glanced at Dong Xiangchun and said meaningfully: "Even the owner here can't protect him."
For some words, just stop talking.
They are all adults, have their own ideas, and should pay the price for their actions. He is just acquainted with Wei Yang, not Wei Yang's protector.
"Thank you."
An hour later, the banquet ended.
Both Huang and Wei Yang checked into Dong Xiangchun and entered the room. Huang finished washing under the service of the maid, and then fell asleep.
Since Wei Yang did not find the answer here, he had no choice but to give up. He was going to Zhou Wangji anyway, and maybe there would be an answer there.
At worst, there will be clues.
The moonlight passes through the window and falls into the room. The breeze blows gently and the lights sway.
Wei Yang was now in front of the window, standing with his hands behind his back.
At this moment, his face was solemn. Huang's inquiry today was definitely not a spur of the moment. A person like Huang must have a need for what he does.
Laozi entered Hanguguan and wrote three thousand virtuous articles. His brilliant words caused the purple energy to travel 30,000 miles eastward, creating fertile soil west of the river 800 miles away.
Lao Tzu's time was not that long ago. There are some immortals who are still alive.
However, those people will not be born easily, and even if they exist, they are deliberately erased from the human world one by one.
The world is long and there are many outstanding people.
For thousands of years, countless people have noticed this and gone on to explore it, but very few have succeeded, and most of them have died.
Those people are as high as the reincarnation of gods. They will not let the common people explore. They think this is a provocation to them.
The records from too long ago are too pale.
In relatively recent times, the only two sages who have succeeded in their research and escaped unscathed are Laozi and Confucius.
When he was studying at that time, he looked through his teacher's collection of books, and there was only a few words about this, but not much detail.
Later, the teacher noticed that he was reading the book. The good-tempered teacher showed a rare rage and scolded him, and strictly ordered him not to read it again and to forget it.
At this moment, Wei Yang still clearly remembers the anger on the teacher's face and the undetectable fear deep in his eyes.
From then on, he kept it in his heart and never explored it again.
Because his teacher told him that curiosity can kill people.
"Huang, I hope you can stop it and don't delve into things you shouldn't know."
He and Huang had not known each other for a long time, but Huang had a very bad temper with him. Wei Yang hoped that Huang would live well, be safe and happy.
With his indifferent temper and seclusion, the only friends he has been able to talk to in these years are Huang and Bai Xue.