Half a month later, there was only one convoy on the official road connecting Xiangzhou and Yanbei. To be specific, there was only one carriage, plus a red red Yun colt and a few ordinary green-maned horses.
The team heading north from Murong Mansion was quite large, but the number of people was actually not that large. The main reason was that the gifts they had prepared took up a lot of space. Now the gifts have been given to the Yanbei Prince's Mansion, and they refused the Yanbei Prince's Mansion before leaving. Returning a gift is naturally much easier.
The elder of Murong Mansion was the only one in the carriage. In the past half month, Feng Qi finally knew his real name.
Murong Chengzhang sounded quite knowledgeable, but in fact he didn't like reading, he loved martial arts, and he was very irritable. Feng Qi only chatted with him twice before losing interest in continuing the conversation.
Feng Qi lay on the Chiyunju with squinted eyes. There was a red linen bag on his belly, which contained many snacks unique to Yanbei so that he could reach them with his hands. However, since entering Xiangzhou, Feng Qi couldn't get the snacks. The frequency is getting lower and lower.
He looked at the deserted official road and frowned.
Xiangzhou's ability to know the state is very strong. Under his governance, Xiangzhou has had good harvests every year, and it can be called the wealth of the people. This can also be seen from the width of the official road. As the first county in the north, Yanbei has With Wuyang's support, sixteen horses of official roads were repaired, and Xiangzhou actually reached this level by relying on its own taxation and official business.
Yanbei is windy, cloudy and sandy. Although Xiangzhou and Yanbei are very close to each other, their terrains are completely different.
There are many mountains, valleys and abyss here.
Therefore, even though the official road here is very spacious, due to terrain factors, it is not too far to see. From Fengqi's current position, the visible distance is less than 500 steps, but it should not be possible to see no one.
Because the official road was originally used for circulation, if it weren't for such a large circulation, the magistrate of Xiangzhou, who was known for his love for the people, would never have spent so much manpower, material and financial resources to build the official road so widely.
It seems that Xiangzhou already knows about the fourth prince.
However, Xiangzhou did not arrange for manpower to escort the convoy, and did not even see a detective bell along the way.
Can you stay out of it if you don't listen and don't ask? Feng Qi thought silently.
If the next few states are like this, then this journey will be quite torturous, he thought in a flash.
Then he thought that the gate of Taixuan Mountain was in Xiangzhou.
After half a month of separation, he suddenly became curious about what Feng Yang was doing now.
According to his and Feng Yang's calculations, the three-point penetrating wood should be in Taixuan Mountain. After getting the three-point penetrating wood, you can think about the dead wood rejuvenating and the replacement of flowers and trees.
After all, the latter two are things on the surface, so they are much easier to think about.
Just as he was thinking about this, he suddenly heard a crisp ringing sound in his ears.
He sat up and looked towards the source of the sound.
It turned out to be a Taoist priest. This Taoist was sitting on a wooden cow-horse. There was a white banner on the left and right, with two sentences written in flying colors on it. There was also a horizontal banner hanging on the top of the wooden cow-horse.
A single hexagram can rule the world, and a pinch of two fingers can tell all the people's hearts.
Hengbiao - the fate of the world.
Feng Qi raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but look at the Taoist priest seriously.
This person was wearing a plain academic uniform that had been washed white. If he remembered correctly, this seemed to be the last version of the imperial academic uniform before Ji Palace was closed. The hair crown is tied with a decayed wooden hairpin, the forehead is smooth and clean, and two extremely long hair strands hang down from the corners of the sun and the moon. At first glance, it looks like a typical Ji Palace student dress.
Since he was a student of Ji Palace, Feng Qi couldn't help but feel more respect in his heart.
As the saying goes, Bai Wuyi is a scholar, but the courage and ambition shown by the Two Thousand Years Ji Palace when the demons went south three times were enough to put most of the army to shame.
There is still a Broken Book Cliff outside Tongguan, and there is still a Guanzi Monument on Wangguan Pass.
There are no books on the Broken Book Cliff, only bones. Those are the bones of scholars.
There are no words on the Guanzi stele, and all the inscriptions are on souls. Those are the souls of national warriors.
So even though Feng Qi sneered at this man's arrogance, he still had to maintain due respect for the academic uniform he wore.
But he knows those bones and those souls, but that doesn't mean everyone knows.
Murong Chengzhang poked his head out at some point, sneered at the Taoist priest's sign, and scolded: "Where is this madman from? Even Xiaoyao Pavilion, which has the secrets of the world, dare not say that it can take over the world and all the people's hearts. ! Where did you borrow the courage? How dare you post such an arrogant slogan?"
Feng Qi frowned and was about to say something, but found that the Taoist priest didn't care about these words at all.
His eyes were calm, as if he didn't hear anything at all, just watching the wind rise.
Feng Qi was a little curious, so he drove his horse forward and asked, "Can I ask for your name, sir?"
The Taoist priest said: "The remnant of the era is now in its twilight years, so where does it come from?"
Feng Qi said: "I think what you, sir, are wearing are the uniforms of the last generation of academicians in Ji Palace. Can you please tell me your academic title?"
The Taoist priest said: "Guanshi Qizheng, you can call me Mr. Qizheng."
The three talents are called the three talents by the people of heaven and earth, and the seven political affairs are called the sun, moon and five stars, which symbolize the top wisdom of Ji Palace.
In the past five years, Ji Palace has only had two talented people, one is Li Jinxing and the other is Dou Xiaotong.
However, although there are not many Qizheng in Ji Palace, there are always people who bear the name of the students in the past generations, and it is impossible for Feng Qi to recognize them all.
He bowed and said, "Since you are a talented person from Qizheng, why do you say this? As far as I know, only by seeking knowledge can you know that the sea of learning is boundless."
Guanshi Qizheng said: "Book Three, Chapter Five, Sixteen Lines of the Study Sutra, orally narrated by Zen disciples. Only by wearing strong and sharp weapons can you know that there is no top on the mountain of corpses. Only by studying and asking questions can you know that the sea of learning is boundless... I have an incomparable understanding of Taoism." I’m familiar with it, Your Majesty, there’s no need to test me on this.”
Feng Qi was startled for a moment and thought to himself that he really had no intention of taking the test. Moreover, if you are really the last generation student of Ji Palace and you are almost a hundred years old, how can I rely on what you studied in the classics if I want to test you?
Then he noticed the last sentence of Guanshi Qizheng and asked: "Sir, do you recognize me?"
Guanshi Qizheng said: "I came here specially to wait for you, so I will naturally recognize you."
Feng Qi was silent for a while and said, "Is there something wrong, sir?"
Guanshi Qizheng said: "If there is nothing to do, there will be no me."
Fengqi became angry and said: "In that case, I will tell them."
He turned his horse around and rushed to the carriage.
Murong Chengzhang said: "Jigong students have not appeared in the world for a long time."
Feng Qi said: "That's why I want to know the reason why he appears here even more."
Murong Chengzhang frowned, "It seems like he just wants to talk to you alone."
Feng Qi was surprised that Murong Chengzhang actually understood the last sentence of Guanshi Qizheng, and said angrily: "It turns out that the elder doesn't like reading."
"Okay, don't flatter me here, but I heard Qingyun say it more times and subconsciously remembered it, it's nothing." Murong Chengzhang waved his hand, "You go ahead, we are waiting for you in front. "
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