"You call this 'debating scripture'?!"
When Jiang Wang turned around on horseback, he saw a young scholar with a pair of big and small eyes.
This man came from a golden distance, wearing a Confucian shirt and carrying a book box on his back, very typical of a traveling Confucian scholar, and was looking at him with a frown.
It was really awkward for Li Gui to meet Li Kui.
Fortunately, Jiang Wang was wearing a cloak, so no one could see his expression. He snorted coldly and rode away proudly to show that he didn't bother to argue with this man.
"Hey!" The man swayed and stopped in front of the horse: "Don't go away, you just teased the little girl, wasn't it very exciting? Don't you want to debate the scriptures? I will debate with you!"
He said with a sneer: "But I have to teach you what 'debating scriptures' means first!"
Jiang Wang thought that he didn't seem to be teasing the little girl, but was "debating scriptures" seriously, but the other party had an excessive sense of justice, so he let him go.
Without saying a word at the moment, he continued to ride the horse and turn.
The scholar swayed and stopped in front of the horse again. He seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "We, Confucian scholars, should not be afraid of exchanging ideas when we go out. Why do you keep leaving? I wonder which academy you came from? Which great Confucian did you study under? ?Which book is this?”
I don’t understand what’s not true.
Jiang Wang was very annoyed and said casually: "I'm from Qingya Academy, okay? I don't have time to argue with you today, so let's just say goodbye!"
"Oh~ What a coincidence!" The Confucian scholar said very proudly: "Zong Wen below is a disciple of Qingya Academy! Why don't you take off your cloak so that our fellow apprentices can get to know each other?"
He emphasized the emphasis on "senior brother", obviously believing that Jiang Wang was the treacherous person who ruined the reputation of Confucian disciples, and reached out to lift his cloak.
Jiang Wang took a few steps back on his horse and said, "Fellow Taoist, just keep talking and don't move your hands or feet!"
"Ha! Are you a fellow Taoist again? You should be called 'my dear brother' or something, so that's how you look." Fang Zongwen pressed forward aggressively: "Isn't it shameful to refuse to take off the cloak? Where do you come from? Pretending to be a Confucian disciple!"
Jiang Wang said he was no good and started to roll up his sleeves: "Do you really want to debate scriptures with me?"
"Ha, what's the matter?" Fang Zongwen followed suit and rolled up his sleeves with great momentum, while sneering: "You want to take action even if you can't talk? Do you have a guilty conscience? Do you know what the six arts of a gentleman are...ah!"
While talking, he got punched in the right eye.
boom!
Then there is the left eye.
When his eyes darkened, he received another punch in the abdomen, and his whole body arched on the ground, as if the whole world began to bend. Another uppercut hit the chin, and the world became flat again...
A good while passed.
Fang Zongwen was lying on the grass with a bruised nose and a swollen face, looking at the sky blankly. The bookcase fell apart and the books were scattered all over the floor.
There was also a copy of "Spring and Autumn Dew", which was the book Jiang Wang didn't buy, so he picked it up.
He said casually: "Junior brother, my senior brother won the 'Bible Debate'. I guess you don't have anything to say. Senior brother will lend you this book and return it to you after reading it."
These engraved classics can be bought everywhere, do not involve any knowledge of cultivation, and are not expensive.
Fang Zongwen didn't speak, seemingly acquiescing.
Jiang Wang nodded with satisfaction, jumped on his horse, and headed east.
He didn't strike hard. The opponent looked miserable, but in fact it was just flesh wounds, and he would be able to bounce around after a while. Lying there now and refusing to get up is just out of pride.
It's easy to return the book. Since Fang Zongwen is also a disciple of Qingya Academy, he can just return it to Xu Xiangqian later.
Read books, ride horses, beat people up.
What a joyful life!
Tianzhijing, also known as "Shenjing Lake", is the center of the entire eastern grassland. The supreme royal court of the Mu Kingdom is right next to the Mirror of Heaven.
Jiang Wang set out from the Xiyue Bamboo Forest, and the first place he entered was the southwestern part of the grassland, so he wanted to head east at this time.
Speaking of which, the war between Mu Sheng and Sheng on the front seems not to have affected the grasslands at all, and the lives of the herdsmen remain peaceful. To some extent, this also reflects the national power gap between the two countries.
I'm afraid that the boundless grassland may not become tense until Jingguo actually sends troops.
And how many troops Jing Guo can invest in Sheng Guo, Qi Guo's attitude is very important...
Jiang Wang put these thoughts behind his mind and continued to move forward.
On the way, we also passed the home of the girl with freckles - it was a large yurt. She also seems to be relatively conspicuous in this tribe, which means that her family background is not bad and she is one of the best in the tribe.
At that time, the herdsman girl was grooming the horse in front of the yurt, looking at the big maroon horse galloping by with eager eyes.
But since the "deal" failed earlier, she said nothing more at this moment.
There is no thought of gathering the tribesmen to rob, although many young and strong men are at home at this time, which is enough to teach others a lesson...
Prairie people have a straightforward personality. They speak when they like and say what they want. But at the same time, prairie people also have prairie people's rules.
Those who wantonly loot and commit evil are horse bandits, not the children of Cangtu God.
The feeling of riding a horse on the grassland is very refreshing.
The sky is clear, everything is golden, and my mood is also bright.
Jiang Wang was thinking about what would happen after meeting Zhao Rucheng and Uncle Deng, with a smile on his face, when suddenly his vision dimmed and the entire sky darkened!
Suddenly there were frost clouds, and then there was snow falling on the ground.
The temperature plummeted.
At the same time, there was a roar that shook the world.
There was a vast expanse of white in the distance, and it was hard to see your fingers when you stretched out your hand. The falling snow was swept by the strong wind and roared in.
White-haired wind!
"White-haired Wind" refers to strong winds blowing snow in winter, often sweeping the sky and the earth.
It is one of the disasters that herdsmen fear most.
But now is autumn, how come there is white hair wind?
Moreover, the snow fell so suddenly and the wind blew so unexpectedly!
The maroon horse was trembling under its crotch. A moment ago, it had a mane that was hunting and looking majestic. At this moment, it was kneeling on the ground, in awe of the power of heaven and earth.
Jiang Wang lifted it up, turned around and flew away quickly.
There must be a reason behind the sudden appearance of the white-haired wind on this scale.
There are strong people on the grassland, and Jiang Wang, who hides his identity, doesn't want to cause any trouble.
But the small tribe that just passed by didn't have any extraordinary strength. It was obviously impossible for them to withstand such a sudden white-haired wind.
He couldn't ignore it while he had the energy to spare.
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Wuyan Lanzhu is the legitimate daughter of the patriarch of the Chaha tribe, and their tribe belongs to the Hu'elian tribe.
The Tu clan, who are higher up in Hu'erlian, are the most noble True Blood clan on the grassland.
She was busy brushing the horses. After brushing the horses, she continued to feed the cows.
These are her cows, her horses, her dowry, and she has to take good care of them.
But suddenly, the sky was dark and the ground was dark, and the surrounding fields were completely white!
How could she not know that Baimaofeng was coming!
But the white-haired wind only appeared in winter. In her memory, this was the first time it appeared in autumn, and she was completely unprepared.
Moreover, before the white-haired wind came in the past, most of the monks in the Supreme Court would have given advance notice so that they could place all the cattle and sheep.
Wuyan Lanzhu was stunned in front of the yurt, motionless, and her heart was as cold as ice.
The cattle are finished, the sheep are finished, the dowry is finished, and the tribe is finished!
In the midst of extreme fear and powerlessness, she suddenly saw a figure descending from the sky holding a maroon horse in his hand, blocking him in front of the snowy sky!
The man actually lifted the horse.
It was the eccentric man who dropped his book bag with her.
When he saw the person at this time, he just put the bay-red horse behind him and stretched out his hand to press it——
The wind and snow in the sky stopped for him!
