"Farewell."
Carefully, he flicked his sleeves and floated away.
He understood Pang Juan's thoughts, but he also knew something about Wei Wangfeng. It was no secret that Wei Wang said that jewelry was a national treasure during the meeting.
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 celebrities 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 the futility of persuading her.
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 being cautious.
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, 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 enjoying his meal and said with a ridiculous smile regardless of his appearance.
"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 Zhouwangji. It just so happens that I have something to go to."
Having said this, Huang paused for a moment: "Brother 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 completed, the Purple Qi came thirty thousand miles east. Brother Yang Yang is well-informed, what do you think of this matter?"
It is rumored that Wei Yang studied under the unknown old man, and it is even speculated that Wei Yang studied under Gui Guzi. There have been 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's teacher was not Guiguzi.
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."
"Every person 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, and 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 out. 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 has a good relationship with Pang Juan, and Pang Juan invited Shenzi to serve in the Qin Dynasty."
"Your confrontation with Shenzi shows off your celebrity style. Soon, it will be heard in Pang Juan's ears. Brother Yang should prepare in advance."
My uncle is dead.
Without the protection of Gongshu Cuo, people like Wei Yang would only waste their lives in Anyi, or even die due to their character.
"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."
Dong Xiangchun'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's 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."
Some words, just stop there.
They are all adults, they have their own ideas, and they should pay the price for their actions. He was only 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 didn't 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 fell through the window and fell into the room. The breeze blew gently and the lights swayed.
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. People like Huang must have demands for everything they do.
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 of 800 miles.
Lao Tzu's time is 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 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 aloof, like 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 succeeded in their research and escaped unharmed were Laozi and Confucius.
When he was studying at that time, he looked through his teacher's book collection, and there was only a few mentions of this in it, but the details were not clear.
Later, the teacher noticed that he was looking through it. The good-tempered teacher was extremely angry 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 didn't know each other for a long time, but Huang had a bad temper with him. Wei Yang hoped that Huang would live well, be safe and happy.
He has an indifferent temper and lives in seclusion. The only friends he has been able to talk to in these years are Huang and Bai Xue.
Wei Yang cherishes this friendship very much.
