Magical Comprehensive Travel

Bamboo reflecting the wind window is slanted several times, - people worry about sitting and thinking endlessly.

In the night, I have a dream of rivers and lakes, all of which are dry sounds like Dihua.

Deep in the bamboo forest, the light is flickering. Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a lovelorn who was so depressed that he wanted to commit suicide. After several twists and turns, he came to the bamboo forest to hang himself. When a beam of sunlight from the bamboo forest shone on him, a warm and overflowing breath permeated his body. The melancholy at that time was completely gone, and my heart was full of confidence. Not only did I reinvigorate myself, but it also made many people feel the breath of the bamboo forest and saved many people.

Deep in the bamboo forest, the wind is flowing. The breeze swept through, and the bamboo forest swayed gently, making a rhythmic sound, like a beautiful music floating in the air.

The green bamboos in the garden swayed in the wind and made a beautiful sound, as if someone played a huge bamboo flute and played a deep music.

The bamboos are all the same thickness and length, like sisters born in the same year, slender, tall and slender and handsome. The wind blows gently in the bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves are trembling slightly, like a slender mouth whispering.

Li Si Funian and the others walked on the green and shaded bamboo path, and everyone immediately felt a refreshing pleasure.

At the end of the trail, a large bamboo raft gate stood in front of everyone. Everyone stopped in front of the door, and Fu Nian knocked on the door.

"Dong dong..."

"squeak……"

I saw a little book boy with only a small circle of hair on the top of his head coming out, bowing to the arms of the crowd and saying, "What's the matter with you?"

"Please go and tell Uncle Xun that Lord Xiangguo is here to imitate him." Fu Nian looked at the little book boy and said.

"Yes."

After saying that, the little book boy turned around and went back to the house, and closed the bamboo raft door.

Soon, the little book boy came out of the armrest and bowed his waist and said: "The master retreated and concentrated on studying the classics of the sages.

"Oh? No?" Li Si looked at the house and murmured in a low voice, then said, "Please convey to Xun Qing that it was his disciple Li Si who came to visit the teacher especially in gratitude for the kindness of teaching and solving puzzles back then."

With that said, the little book boy turned around again and returned to the house, and the bamboo door was closed again.

After everyone waited for a while, the book boy came out again, and said, "Master replied, saying that he doesn't remember a disciple named Li Si. The master said that he only remembers a disciple named Han Fei, who is no longer alive. There is also a new disciple named Mu Hantian."

Hearing Shutong's words, Liston was embarrassed at the time, but after the embarrassment, he was as stunned as everyone else. Only Zhang Liang looked at Li Si with a smile on the corner of his mouth. And Lu Yan turned to look at his junior brother Zhang Liang, as if he had figured out something.

"Cough cough cough cough..." Nangong Chu next to him kept coughing, but he didn't know if he was really coughing or was covering up something else.

Gongsun Linglong, who was on the side, said maliciously, "Yo, this Xun Qing is so bold, he doesn't even give the face of Lord Xiangguo. Really..."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Si interrupted: "I dare to ask who this Mu Hantian is? Why has Li Si never heard of this person?"

"Sir, this Mu Hantian is the cousin of the ovary, and he returned to Sanghai with the ovary only yesterday." Zhang Liang said lightly, with one hand under his stomach and the other behind his back.

Hearing Zhang Liang's explanation, the little book boy ignored the crowd, turned around and entered the house on his own, closing the bamboo raft door.

"Cousin?" Li Si turned to look at Zhang Liang and said coldly.

The people around also looked at Zhang Liang strangely, but Zhang Liang looked at Li Si and nodded lightly, but did not explain anything.

"But I don't know where Xun Qing's new disciple is now?" Li Si looked at Zhang Liang and said with a hint of height.

"If the ovary guessed correctly, he is now in Master Xun's house." Zhang Liang looked at the tall bamboo raft door and smiled.

Li Si turned to look at the house, and suddenly, the whole space was extremely quiet, only the wind could be heard passing through the bamboo forest, leaving a rustling sound.

"Master Li, please forgive me. Our uncle, he..." Fu Nian came behind Li Si and wanted to say something.

Before he could finish speaking, Li Si interrupted: "It seems that the teacher's temper has not changed at all. How is his health recently?"

Fu Nian glanced at Li Si and replied indifferently: "Master Xun has been immersed in the book on weekdays, staying at home. Even my junior brother and I haven't seen him for a long time."

"Oh." Li Si replied softly, looking at the house and said lightly: "I know that Xun Qing has always loved gardening, and looking at the elegant trees in this garden, it seems that they are carefully trimmed every day."

"Master Xun is very old. In recent years, these gardening matters have been handed over to the students." Fu Nian also looked at the house and replied.

"Oh, that's right." Li Si said with a gloom in his eyes.

"Crack" "Crack" "..." (Don't think about it, see below)

The water of the house, the sound of the chessboard falling. In front of the chessboard, I saw a black hair tied with a white ribbon, a long snow-white coat, a long white silk sash tied around the waist, a piece of suet white jade, and a soft smoke veil. The eyebrows grow into the temples, the slender and gentle eyes, the beautiful nose bridge, and the fair skin. Sword-like eyebrows slanted into the strands of black hair under the corners of his temples, and the handsome man smiled and threw the black dots on the chessboard. As if not thinking about it at all.

quick! Extremely fast!

The man in white keeps falling, without thinking,

The opponent on the other side, an old man with white hair and beard, was racking his brains.

Soon, the duel between the two came to an end. The man in white only smiled and said, "Master, you have no children left."

"Xiaotian, I didn't expect your chess skills to be so superb." The old man put down the white chess in his hand, looked at the man in white on the opposite side, and praised.

These two are none other than Mu Hantian, and the other is another Confucian master after Confucius and Mencius, and the teaching teacher of two famous representatives of Legalism—Li Si and Han Fei . The current Confucian master Fu Nian's uncle, the highest-ranking elder in the Confucian family. Proficient in Go, like flowers and plants. However, he has a quirky temper and is strict. Even Fu Nian and the cautious and gentle Yan Lu, who are the leaders, are sometimes scolded by him. On the contrary, Zhang Liang, who has always been unruly, is quite disrespectful. Appreciate.

"Master has praised it too much, the boy is just a fluke." Mu Hantian smiled.

"The way of Go, not only focuses on chess skills, but also must have skills, quality, reason, rules, and etiquette, all five of which are combined, which is called "chess way". Xiaotian, you have won the truth of chess, and you don't need to be humble." Master Xun said.

"Yes." Mu Hantian nodded and replied, "Master just now..."

Xunzi raised his hand to stop Mu Hantian's words, and said sadly, "Li Si killed his fellow junior brother Han Fei for the sake of the empire, to assist his master, and for his official career. The road he walked was full of blood and dry bones. I have long denied this disciple."

"Han Feizi is a master of the legal school. He proposed five beetles, used techniques to know traitors, and used punishment to stop punishment. He is a genius in the world, but it's a pity that heaven is jealous of talents..." Mu Hantian looked out the window and sighed.

Maybe the past was sad, and when Han Feizi was mentioned, the atmosphere around him suddenly became a little depressed. In the small courtyard outside the window, only a few bird calls temporarily relieved the feeling of depression. ? ? ? ? ? ? ?