"..."
Li Mobai chuckled, glanced at Jiang Qinghe, and said, "Young Master Jiang is very confident."
"I have seven brothers!"
Jiang Qinghe smiled without showing his teeth.
"..."
Li Mobai's mouth twitched slightly, and he nodded: "I understand!"
He is indeed a genius.
It is only normal for the young master of the Jiang family to be able to stand out from the seven Jiang family children and become the master of painting.
"Look!"
Li Mobai turned sideways slightly and presented his unfinished sacred picture of 'Poems from the Prince' to Jiang Qinghe's eyes.
"good!"
After just one glance, Jiang Qinghe couldn't help but exclaim, "The pen and ink are just right, the mountains and rivers have a profound artistic conception, the old beggar is as drunk as mud, the young man has a handsome figure, and he is giving away money, so he must belong to a wealthy family."
"Master Li, are these words a gift from a rich man to an old beggar? Are these words a reflection of the great love in the world?"
"Wonderful, really wonderful!"
Li Mobai was silent.
Old beggar?
Li Mobai, a dignified wine and swordsman, was actually treated as a drunken old beggar?
"What's so wonderful about it?"
Li Mobai was in a bad mood and said with a straight face.
"Using very small strokes of ink to outline a painting of the Holy Path with profound meaning. The painting carries Master Li's Sacred Heart and the great love in the world. How can it not be wonderful?"
Jiang Qinghe stared at the scroll with all his concentration and commented confidently.
He thought the words "great love in the world" were used very well.
Saints love people.
Teenagers represent new life.
The old beggar represents the end.
The new life also represents a genius like him who shoulders the important task of inheriting the great love in the world.
'Okay, my analysis was great! '
The more Jiang Qinghe analyzed, the clearer his thinking became, and he couldn't help but cheer for himself.
The beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers.
What it represents is that a new sub-sage has been added to the Painting Path, which is flourishing.
Just as Jiang Qinghe was sighing with emotion, Li Mobai said expressionlessly: "This old beggar is an old man!"
"..."
Jiang Qinghe was stunned for a moment, as if his whole body had been splashed with cold water.
My heart felt cold.
He was silent.
"Master Li must be joking with this junior, haha..." Jiang Qinghe looked at Li Mobai with a smile.
He smiled and fell silent again.
Because Li Mobai's expression didn't look like he was joking with him.
"It's true that my paintings are a bit embarrassing. The Wine Sword Immortal has become Young Master Jiang's old beggar."
Li Mobai shook his head and said: "The young man gave a poem, but it turned into a charity in gold and silver..."
"Young Master Jiang really knows how to paint?"
Li Mobai felt insulted and looked at Jiang Qinghe.
"younger generation……"
Jiang Qinghe's face turned red.
In fact, he also followed the saint's idea of great love, but carefully considered it.
But he never expected that the old beggar was actually a wine swordsman.
But something didn't feel right.
Why did the Jiujianxian accept the poem from the boy?
"I would also like to ask Master Li for advice. Since he is a wine and swordsman, why should he accept a poem from a young man?"
Jiang Qinghe looked at Li Mobai and wanted to know the true meaning of this scroll.
"I became a saint because of the young man's gift of poetry!"
Li Mobai looked at Jiang Qinghe and said, "I would like to use this painting to express my gratitude to Prince Dayan for his gift of poetry."
"It doesn't mean anything else."
"If there is such a thing as great love, it is probably the great love that the prince has for me."
“One poem can rule the country, but this love knows no bounds!”
Li Mobai is still thinking about Lin Yi.
He became enlightened because of Lin Yi, and was destined to be imprinted with Lin Yi's mark.
"Li...Master Li, you said...this is Prince Dayan? Did he give the Zhenguo poem to Master Li to gain enlightenment?"
Buzz!
Jiang Qinghe's head was buzzing and he was completely confused.
How can it be!
How could there be such a monster in the world?
Can he actually help a third-grade scholar achieve enlightenment?
Prince Dayan is not a saint, how can he enlighten him?
"kindness!"
Li Mobai nodded.
Deng Deng~
Jiang Qinghe received the confirmation and took a few steps back uncontrollably.
The heart was greatly shocked.
His soul was weakened by the impact, and he deeply felt his own incompetence.
Li Mobai asked: "Are the various schools of thought planning to be born? Is this according to past rules, inviting the prince to study abroad and listen to the moral principles of your various schools of thought?"
Jiang Qinghe didn't answer.
that is the truth.
If anyone among hundreds of scholars could truly influence the Three Views of the Dayan Prince, the benefits would be immeasurable.
This is the prince's study tour.
Either the prince will be assimilated.
Either the prince is incorrigible.
Or... all the schools of thought were counter-assimilated by the prince.
"Young Master Jiang, do you know me?" Li Mobai asked.
"Little friend Mr. Li?" Jiang Qinghe was stunned.
"Prince Dayan is an old friend and we have known each other for years!" Li Mobai said.
"..."
Jiang Qinghe felt a stinging pain in his chest, and his soul was greatly shocked. He said, "I don't really understand."
"Then let's get to know each other better while we are in the capital! I said it would hurt your soul, but you don't believe it..."
Li Mobai muttered something, then with a wave of his hand, Jiang Qinghe was sent away, and his figure disappeared into the library.
And revealed his figure at the foot of Qingshan Academy.
"Master Li is right, we need to understand it carefully..." Jiang Qinghe was hit hard.
But he is not discouraged.
Decided to fully understand Lin Yi.
The more outstanding Lin Yi is, the more motivated he is.
…
at this time.
In the capital, in the imperial palace.
Lin Yi changed into the prince's regular clothes and rushed directly to Qianqing Palace.
He needs to report to his father Lin Yunhong about Taishan.
In the royal study.
Lin also met Lin Yunhong.
"How about it?"
Lin Yunhong knew yesterday that Prince Lin Yi had gone to Taishan with Zhao Tai. Now that Lin Yi has returned to the palace, he must have come for this matter.
"My son... I broke through the Taishan Formation!"
Lin Yi decided to tell the truth.
"It can't be broken...eh?"
Lin Yunhong thought that Lin Yi said it could not be broken, so he was not surprised.
But when he came back to his senses, he noticed that it was broken.
Lin Yunhong said unexpectedly, "Then you broke through the Taishan Formation? How did you talk to the Taishan Saint and ask the Saint to give you the 'key' to break the formation?"
"It's hard to describe in words!"
Lin Yi sighed lightly and said: "I don't know how to tell my father, but maybe... I have changed history!"
"History that has happened cannot be changed." Lin Yunhong said seriously.
History cannot be changed.
The changes you think are actually inevitable.
Lin Yi took a deep breath and said, "Father, do you believe in cause and effect?"
"cause and effect?"
Lin Yunhong nodded and said, "Of course I believe it."
Lin Yidao: "My son Yuanshen entered the long river of history, talked with the ancestors at the place of enlightenment in Mount Tai, and mentioned a poem."
"That poem became the key to breaking through the ancient formation of Taishan!"
"If I hadn't mentioned that poem, would the key to the Taishan Ancient Formation have changed?"
Lin Yi looked at Lin Yunhong.
He wanted to be sure.
Will it change the direction of history if the soul enters the place of enlightenment of the sages in the long history?
Lin Yunhong looked into Lin Yi's eyes and said: "History will not change, and it is impossible to change..."
"History is that fate will push you to talk to the sage and let your poems convince him, so your poems become the key to the Taishan Ancient Formation."
"The reason why the Taishan Ancient Formation exists is because you went to talk to the First Sage!"
"So, the real history is...destined!"
"Destiny trumps the road."
"You think you have changed your destiny, but in fact, this is your destiny!"
