Xiaoshengxianzhuang has beautiful scenery and beautiful architecture. Although it is winter, the fragrance of books and ink still gives it a warm atmosphere.
Obviously, the sound of reading was still as loud as usual, and the two bosses were uncharacteristically warm, with smiles on their faces.
But I always feel that there is a tense atmosphere in the air, and maybe an earth-shattering war will break out in the next moment.
These are two real giants.
Wan Zhang, a disciple of Mencius and the head of contemporary Confucianism, has a short lifespan, and although his energy and blood have begun to decline, his skills that have reached the limit of heaven and man cannot be faked.
Xunzi, a disciple of Song Zi, although his strength has not been completely closed for many years, is as terrifying as in the original work of "Qin Shi Mingyue", which is a little less than Wan Zhang, but not bad.
Such top masters are rare even in a country.
Rao Shiyan Lu usually sat there and forgot about Han Guang, but at this moment, looking at the two people who were getting stronger and stronger with strong smiles on their faces, he just felt like his head was heavy.
He felt the pressure.
His strength is far from what it was in the original work. Although he maintains a record of being undefeated and undefeated, he did so by relying on his absolute strength!
Nowadays, two giants of the world are clashing, and he is caught in the middle. Even if he is a true gentleman, it has already made him somewhat powerless.
Suddenly, Wan Zhang's aura changed, and the two people's increasingly powerful aura tilted downwards under his guidance, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Obviously, Xunzi lost slightly.
"Junior brother, this disciple is really good. A gentleman has no desires and forgets to take care of his eyes. He is enviable. If that bastard Li Si can be as generous as Yan Lu, alas..." Xunzi looked at Yan Lu, extremely satisfied, as if he had thought of something.
I was unhappy, so I waved my hands and said.
He didn't finish speaking.
Because this really humiliated him.
"The King of Qin did not hesitate to send troops to South Korea for the sake of Han Feizi. Li Si, who is said to be incompetent by my junior brother, has also been appointed as a lieutenant of the Qin Kingdom, and his career is just around the corner. Junior brother is too humble." Wan Zhang looked at Xunzi calmly and said.
"Junior brother, please." Wan Zhang raised his hand and smiled at Xunzi.
"Senior brother, please!" Xunzi raised his hands and also said to Wan Zhang.
As smart as Xunzi, he had already discovered something was wrong with Wan Zhang.
Okay, why are you asking him to leave seclusion and enter the world? He comes back and you are anxious to urge him to retreat?
There must be something hidden in this.
Wan Zhang smiled on his face, but secretly complained in his heart.
If we had known that we had directly blocked that mountain and announced to the outside world that Xun Kuang had gone into seclusion, why would we have been so hard to get off?
If it was about other matters, he would give in, but when it came to morality and teaching, he wouldn't give in even one cent!
He believes that in the small teaching process, the world can be changed.
Even if it's tiny, they will succeed sooner or later.
"Junior brother, senior brother is going to test you. Did you see any interesting scenery outside?
How different is it from you staying on the mountain?" Wan Zhang said to Xun Kuang.
"I met a few interesting young people." Xunzi said calmly, not at all unhappy because he had just fallen behind. He was not as good as Wan Zhang today. This was a fact, but Wan Zhang's problem set off alarm bells in his heart.
An idea arose in his mind.
But he couldn't find the time to deceive his senior brother.
After all, they are considered brothers.
"Really? Actually, I think junior brother should see more scenery and less people.
How can anyone be born evil?" Wan Zhang said with emotion.
His Confucian uniform fluttered slightly in the wind and snow.
Snowing.
Specks of snow fell from the sky until they fell to the ground and melted. They spent their lives like this.
"If everyone is born a good person, how come the collapse of rituals and music, the chaos in the world, and the outbreak of wars?" Xunzi was deeply moved after listening to Wan Zhang's words, and said with the same emotion.
For some reason, while listening to this warm conversation, Yan Lu suddenly had an idea in his heart and wanted to lie down on the ground and cover his ears.
It's better if you can't hear anything.
"Junior brother, I heard that you are in the Nineteenth Path, how do you feel about it?" Wan Zhang suddenly looked directly at Xunzi and said.
Xunzi loved playing chess and had extraordinary chess skills. This was no secret, but he was just not famous.
"I usually take some time to relax. I have rarely failed in the past few decades. I don't deserve my senior brother's praise." Xunzi said humbly.
"Junior brother, why should you belittle yourself? Come on, let's play another game!" Wan Zhang stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.
"Senior brother, why did you suddenly think of playing chess with your junior brother?" Xunzi said in surprise.
"Junior brother has not been defeated for many years and is the master of chess. Junior brother, please take the black chess and play first.
I use my own way to fight against him.
I just suddenly remembered that I haven't played chess with my junior brother very much, and I just want to play a few games with you." Wan Zhang said to Xunzi with a smile.
"I have my wish, but I dare not invite you." Xunzi said with the same smile.
At this time, Zhang Liang came.
Xunzi was always strict, but he valued Zhang Liang who did not follow common sense.
Yan Lu looked at him with amnesty.
…
After a while, in a study room, the two people sat opposite each other in front of the chess table.
There is a game of chess on the table.
Next to it is a tea table like an old tree root, which can also be used to make tea. The teapot on the tea table is steaming, and it is boiling fiercely on this cold and windy winter day.
White air surges into the sky.
Xunzi reached out and picked up a black chess piece, rubbing it slowly.
Both of them were wearing Confucian uniforms and Confucian crowns. Xunzi was stroking his beard with his other hand, and Wan Zhang had white hair hanging down.
"Junior brother, please give me some advice!"
"Senior brother, please!"
…
First set.
As expected, Wan Zhang lost.
Lose completely, lose completely.
Second set.
Wan Zhang still lost.
The third set...
Until the eighth set, Wan Zhang still lost as expected.
In these eight games, Wan Zhang changed eight ways of playing, and each of them was defeated by Xunzi, who was superb at chess.
But what surprised everyone was that after eight defeats in eight battles, Wan Zhang, the head of the Confucian school, not only had no anger on his face, but his smile became even brighter, making people feel like spring breeze.
Even in the cold winter.
Yan Lu was stupid again, and even Mr. Zhang Liang, who always regarded himself as extremely smart, couldn't figure it out this time.
Silly?
It doesn’t look like it?
It can still be seen from the chess game that Wan Zhang is superb at chess, but his opponent is Xunzi, who is too strong.
In the eight games, Wan Zhang changed eight styles, each with clear ideas and different chess styles, as if he was not the same person.
If it were an ordinary person, even an average chess master, he would have been killed and defeated.
While the disciples were puzzled, Xunzi on the opposite side was also a little puzzled.
Looking at Wan Zhang, who was smiling brightly in front of him, he always felt that something was not right, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
"Is this the kingly way of senior brother?" Xunzi looked at Wan Zhang calmly and asked doubtfully.
"Hahaha..." Unexpectedly, Wan Zhang returned to school without anger after hearing this, and even laughed out loud.