N-A-A Chapter 139
Chapter 139
Xu Qing is a more idealistic person.
Since his cultivation, all the things he has done are things that he is willing to do.
When encountering grievances, he also draws his sword to help within his ability.
In the face of demons, he is ruthless, holding a long knife and can kill all the demons in the hall.
In the face of the people, he treats others kindly, and is willing to help them get out of difficulties with his best ability.
One is because of his identity as a brocade guard.
The second is that he is essentially a bit like an enthusiastic and hot-blooded youth.
Now, the singer got into trouble, or because of her own reasons.
Can he turn a blind eye?
No.
Xu Qing pondered for a moment, pointed to the song girl holding the pipa, and then asked:
"Guys, will they trouble her in a few days?"
There was only a glimmer of hope in his mind.
I hope that those who read, those who are in high positions, can have a benevolent heart, and do not see the same as this singer.
Of course, he knew that the possibility was very slim.
Being pointed out by Xu Qing, the song girl's face suddenly turned white, and after hearing Xu Qing's question, her face was even more bloodless.
Xu Qing asked this, and everyone was a little silent for a while.
Cui Wu glanced at the song girl, shook his head and sighed:
"Xiao Xu, do you think it's possible?"
He was the oldest, and after getting closer, he didn't add the word adult to his title.
"Brother Xu, haven't you seen the shamelessness of that group of bastards? Don't say a few days, maybe after a while when we leave, their people will come! Wen
Chuan took a sip of wine and scolded bitterly.
When the singer heard this, her body trembled, and her frightened expression was revealed.
Xu Qing was speechless for a while, and asked the question he had always wanted to ask.
"Why are these people like this, completely different from the readers I remember and even think of as readers, they are completely a scoundrel with broken skin, is it useless to read so many sage books?"
Cui Wu's face was strange, and he said in a low voice:
"Xiao Xu, have you come into contact with some readers outside the capital?"
Xu Qing thought of Liu Teng and the others in Cangzhou City and nodded.
Cui Wu sighed: "Do you think that they are the real readers, for the country and the people, bow down and do their best, and they are not so malicious to us Jinyiwei?"
Xu Qing nodded.
"It's a bit complicated to say." Cui Wu took a sip of wine and continued, "At the end of Confucian practice, it is called holy, and the first saint, that is, the one who pioneered Confucianism, is called the most holy, and the descendants practice the path he has handed down and become a strong Confucian Dao."
"Later, there was a second person, with superb qualifications, who realized what belonged to him, and became a saint by virtue, and was called a sect saint by later generations..."
Xu Qing listened very carefully, and for the first time fully understood the practice of Confucianism.
After the Zongsheng, there is the high saint, and after the high saint, there is the yuan saint.
They all have a collective name, that is, Confucian saints.
In addition, the supremacy of Taoism is called the Dao Ancestor.
The supremacy of Buddhism is called the Buddha.
They are all characters who come to the end of every road.
"The appearance of each Confucian saint has a great impact on the point in time, and the influence is unprecedented, so there will be many people who practice the new saint's law."
Cui Wu's head was Dao, shaking his head, like a master in the lecture hall.
"Huang Mingzhi just now, as well as most of the Confucians in the court, are practicing the concept of the fourth generation of Confucian saints, that is, the Yuan Sheng."
"And those local officials outside, such as those you met, most of them practiced the Tao of the previous three generations of Confucianism, although they are all Confucianism and have very different foundations, but there are still many different ones."
Xu Qing frowned, "Is this the reason?"
"Of course." Cui Wu nodded, "Yuansheng is the closest to now, and has the greatest influence on the world's readers.
"But that's not why they don't want to face." Xu Qing suddenly said.
Cui Wu's expression suddenly became nervous, looked around, and finally leaned into Xu Qing's ear and whispered in the way of true qi transmission:
"There are rumors that the Yuan Saint is not a real Confucian Saint, but a pseudo Saint!" His words have not been verified by heaven and earth, and after the world cultivates, there will naturally be some bad results..." He
said this paragraph extremely quickly, and immediately after saying it, he began to drink, as if nothing had happened just now.
Xu Qing frowned.
In this way, the reason why those readers are so shameless is because there is a problem with the cultivation brain?
Never mind.
Xu Qing shook his head and stopped thinking about this question.
The most important thing at the moment is how to solve the problem of that singer.
"Uncle Cui, is there any way to do that?"
Xu Qing asked humbly.
Cui Wu and the others also knew that the song girl was helping herself, so they all lowered their heads and locked their eyebrows and fell into deep thought.
Those singers and girls were careful not to come out.
They are all their own sisters, who are not bitter people.
A little bit of help is a little bit like being quiet now.
A moment later.
"There you have it!" Cui Wuyi clapped his hands.
Suddenly, Xu Qing and the others turned to look at him, wondering what method it was.
Cui Wu said with a smile: "In the end, Huang Mingzhi is just a scholar of the Wenyuange University of the Zhengfupin, and we are also a hundred households of the Zhengfupin, or a hundred households of Jinyiwei, I am afraid of what he will do!?"
"In this way, let's directly redeem her body, take her out of this Drunken Immortal Tower, and then drag some connections to sell her pariah, and it's almost fine."
"As long as she is allowed to follow one of us, those literati naturally can't help her, the relationship between us and Confucianism is very delicate now, and they won't do anything too radical."
"Besides, this matter is making a big deal, I think we are losing face when we visit the kiln, or they lose face!"
Xu Qing nodded and asked a fatal question.
"So, who is her with?"
"Uh..." Cui Wu took a sip of wine and seemed to smile, "Xiao Xu, I'm a family builder, and the one in the family is not easy to mess with."
Xu Qing set his eyes on Wen Chuan again.
"Brother Xu, don't hurt me, I'm a person with a fiancée, and that family is even more difficult to mess with!"
Xu Qing then looked at the others.
The results are without exception.
Those present are either already married or about to start a family.
It's not convenient anyway.
In total, only he Xu Qing was alone.
This situation is also reasonable, the hundred households of Jinyiwei can be regarded as fragrant buns in the capital, but all those who are slightly younger and have not yet started a family, the matchmaker who comes to the door to say that they are relatives can step on the threshold.
Xu Qing was busy because he had just arrived in the capital, and he had just returned from Cangzhou City, so he didn't meet a matchmaker.
In fact, at this moment, many people have begun to talk about this matter.
Eighteen years old is not small in the eyes of many people.
It is the time to start a family and become a biological son.
"Then if you look at it that way... Can only come back with me?
Xu Qing asked helplessly.
"Isn't it."
Everyone spoke in unison, with an unconcealable smile on their faces.