Taixue Palace.
East courtyard.
In the vegetable garden.
Li Ziye turned around, pulled out a small green vegetable, washed it, cut it in two, and handed half to the little princess next to him.
Wan Rongrong took the small green vegetables with a puzzled look on his face.
"Crack."
Li Ziye stuffed half of his green vegetables into his mouth and ate most of it in one gulp.
aside.
Wan Rongrong was stunned when he saw this.
Confucius looked distressed and shook his head. His vegetables hadn't grown up yet.
This kid is a real disaster.
Wan Rongrong came back to his senses, followed Li Ziye's example, put the green vegetables into his mouth, and tried to take a small bite.
Green vegetables are slightly bitter and sweet, and the taste is not unpleasant.
"There are only five months left in the competition between you and the Suzaku Saint. What do you think? How sure are you?"
Kong Qiu looked at the boy in front of him and asked.
"Not even in half of Chengdu."
Li Ziye responded casually while eating, "I can still beat the ordinary fourth level. The fourth level of Huo Lin'er and Little Red Riding Hood are too powerful to beat."
"Didn't you say that there are exceptions to everything? You are a bit confident."
Confucius smiled and said, "No matter what, give yourself a 10% chance of winning."
"I call it seeking truth from facts."
Li Ziye squatted down, buried the leftover vegetable roots back as usual, and said, "There are still five months, I have to think of a way, it's just a joke, no matter what, I can't really lose." ”
"There will be many people watching your battle, including many great practitioners of the Five Realms. Insidious tricks such as hidden weapons and poisoning cannot escape their eyes, so don't have any wrong ideas." Confucius reminded.
"I know, I'm not stupid."
Li Ziye buried the roots of the vegetables with soil and poured some water. He stood up immediately and said seriously, "Besides, I am not such a person."
"Ah."
Kong Qiu directly ignored the last part of the boy in front of him and said, "You can do whatever you want, just don't lose. You still have the power of my Confucian Heavenly Book, so if you let others take it away, even I will do it." Distressed."
"Know it."
Li Ziye responded, looking outside, and when he saw that all those from the Taixue Palace had left, he was ready to leave.
On the side, Wan Rongrong just finished eating the green vegetables in his hand and stood there handsomely, not disturbing the conversation between the two of them.
Li Ziye glanced at the quiet little girl beside him and smiled.
In fact, this little girl is quite attractive, but it's not the kind of love between men and women.
At this time, Confucius also noticed the little girl next to the boy from the Li family. He thought about it and said, "Little princess, I give you something."
After saying that, Confucius turned around and walked into the wooden house at the back. Not long after, he walked out holding a rusty ancient sword.
Li Ziye looked slightly startled when he saw this. How did this old man pick up such a broken sword?
"This sword is called Taisu."
Kong Qiu said, "I accidentally picked it up when I was traveling in Kyushu a thousand years ago. This sword has been stained with the blood of the gods, but it has not been used for too long and seems to be a little rusty. You can take it back and sharpen it yourself." "
Hearing this, Li Ziye couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
Grind it?
She is the daughter of King Wu, so she has no shortage of famous swords, okay?
"Thank you, Master Confucian."
Wan Rongrong was not as realistic as Li Gouzi. When he saw the Confucian leader giving her something, a happy look appeared on his face. He took the rusty broken sword and saluted respectfully.
"Old man, you can't be more generous and give me something reliable."
Li Ziye stepped forward, looked at it for a long time but couldn't see any difference in the broken sword, and said very dissatisfiedly.
"Little girl, you have to remember that the path to martial arts and external objects are not important."
Confucius ignored the boy in front of him, and God gently reminded him, "The most important thing is the heart."
"yes!"
Wan Rongrong understood and saluted again.
Confucius smiled, nodded, and said, "Go back."
On the side, Li Ziye watched an old man and a young man playing riddles with confusion on his face.
What does it mean to be heartless?
Can the little princess understand?
No, he can't understand it.
A quarter of an hour later.
Li Ziye left the east courtyard with the little princess.
Finally, I couldn't help but ask, "Little princess, what did the old man, the Confucian leader, mean by his last words?"
"Martial arts lies in the heart." Wan Rongrong replied.
Li Ziye looked confused when he heard this. Isn't this just empty talk without any nutrition?
Is it possible that only people with high talents can understand, while people with low talents are not qualified to understand?
rear.
In the small courtyard.
Confucius withdrew his gaze and showed a happy smile on his face.
A clear mind is rare.
He knows everything in one click, and is much easier to teach than that boy from the Li family.
Although there is no distinction in Confucianism, who wouldn't want to teach a few talented students?
At least it saves you a lot of worry, right?
The sun is setting.
Outside the Taixue Palace.
Li Ziye and Wan Rongrong each got on the carriage.
Everyone goes back to their own homes, each looking for his own mother.
It is impossible to go together.
Not going the right way.
at the same time.
royal palace.
Shou'an Hall.
Emperor Shang narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard the report from his chamberlain.
Is it possible that the legitimate son of the Li family and the young princess of Guanshan Palace are really going to get together?
Unexpectedly, the Li family’s final choice for the legitimate son was the daughter of the Guanshan Wang family.
Really shrewd.
Of all the nobles in the court, Guanshan Prince's Mansion has the lowest sense of belonging to the court.
He knows this better than anyone else.
Careless.
Emperor Shang looked at the chess game in front of him, thought for a long time, and then said, "Go and invite the queen."
"yes!"
On the side, the chamberlain took the order and immediately turned around and left.
Outside Shouan Hall.
The sun sets in the west and the bright moon rises in the east.
After nightfall, the entire palace gradually became quiet.
About two quarters of an hour passed.
Queen Changsun walked forward, guided by her chamberlain.
"See Your Majesty."
Inside the palace.
Queen Changsun saluted respectfully.
"Queen, there is no need to be polite."
A smile appeared on Emperor Shang's face and he said, "Sit down."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Queen Changsun stood up, walked to the opposite side of the chess table and sat down.
"Queen."
Emperor Shang spoke calmly, "What do you think of the Li family's legitimate son?"
When Empress Changsun heard this, she frowned without leaving any trace, but quickly recovered as before, and replied, "Jiaoxi is unparalleled in talent and humility. He is a rare talent in our great Shang Dynasty."
Emperor Shang heard the Queen's evaluation of the Li family's legitimate son, and he seemed to mention it unintentionally, "Speaking of which, the Li family's legitimate son still has some kindness to Murong."
Queen Changsun's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition arose.
Your Majesty will not mention this matter for no reason, is it possible?
"Queen, Murong is not young anymore."
Emperor Shang looked at his first wife who had been with him for more than twenty years, and said bluntly, "Although the legitimate son of the Li family comes from a merchant family, he has made great contributions to our great business, and has been awarded the title of national scholar. He is also the head of Confucianism. It’s not like you’ve insulted Murong by being a tutor at Taixue Palace.”
