My Brother Daqin No. 1 Dude

"The same goes in and out of the building, Jun Shang has practiced a strong martial arts, "The Yellow Emperor" is a great success, and you..."

Xunzi gave Zhang Cang a meaningful look, then glanced back and forth on the pile of fat, self-explanatory.

"hiss!"

Zhang Cang gasped.

[Jun Chang'an practiced "Yellow Emperor"?Is it possible for humans to practice "Yellow Emperor" to a great height?This heart is too cruel!If Cang is like this, it is better to tell Cang to die! ]
Shivering, Zhang Cang saw the teacher kept examining him, and hurriedly argued:
"It's true that this disciple is a good womanizer, but this disciple has not gained nothing. The disciple who fights privately is definitely not the opponent of Lord Chang'an, but Lord Chang'an must not live as long as his disciple! The "Yellow Emperor" he practiced is a martial arts technique, and "Fang" practiced by Cang "Chinese Art" is a technique for cultivating immortals!"

Xunzi shook his head, thinking that this disciple was hopeless.

"If you put half of your pursuit of delusion on the right path, you would have been a member of the court of the Qin Dynasty. From ancient times to the present, since the Three Emperors and Five Emperors came to Qin's unification of the world, no one has ever lived forever."

When it came to what he wanted in his life, Zhang Cang looked serious.

"Even if you don't live forever, it's always good to live longer. Cang is satisfied if he can live to [-] years like Peng Zu. Since studying "Fang Zhong Shu", the disciple's physical strength tends to be in the prime of life. The energy is far greater than that of people of the same age , the year of the weak crown is not as good as Cang. The disciple guarantees with his life, this technique is definitely not fake."

"My teacher didn't say that this technique is fake... Forget it, everyone has his own ambitions, so it's up to you."

Having lived under the same roof as Guiguzi, who has lived for hundreds of years, Xunzi knows far better than his disciples what the methods of these so-called cultivation methods are.

"At the beginning of human beings, nature is evil.

"However, there is no distinction between good and evil utensils. It all depends on whether the person who uses the utensils is good or evil. In terms of power only, the good ones use it to make people's lives happy, and the evil ones use it to make people miserable. This is the reason for teasing the princes and burning the foundation of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

"It's ridiculous for you to say that your majesty is against the sky with the power bestowed by heaven, but how can there be heaven without the people in the world? Your majesty was born in a princely family, and the throne is within reach. It is the foundation of the world and seeks the well-being of the people.

"Abandoning selfishness and pursuing public welfare, making enemies of the sky, even though tens of thousands of people will go to it! This is ridiculous and evil? This is respectable!"

Speaking of this, Xunzi observed his disciple's demeanor, and wanted to see his disciple's state of mind from his appearance, whether he listened or not.

[Cang thinks that Mr. Chang'an is more respectable because he often walks around the tree-lined path, but the trees beside the road never hang hoarfrost.How could he come up with such a word in a child's body!Getting close to beauty without losing your body, arranging flowers and making jade without fertilizing, this is even more against the sky! ]
Zhang Cang looked admiring.

[Children can be taught. ]
Xunzi nodded in satisfaction, and continued:
"It's better for a person to think all day long than to read classics for a while to learn more knowledge. It's better for a person to jump on tiptoes to see the distance than to climb to a high place to see the vastness. Climb to a high place to wave, the arms are not lengthened, but others are far away It can be seen everywhere. Calling along the wind, the voice does not become loud, but the listener can hear it clearly from a distance. Those who use chariots and horses, their feet are not much faster than others, but they can quickly reach thousands of miles away People who use boats may not necessarily be able to swim, but they can cross rivers safely.

"Your Majesty, if you want to change the law, you should use everything that is available. Shang Tang destroyed Xia, and King Wu defeated Zhou. If it is as you said, the world will still be a world where the people cannot live without the power of God.

"The words of a sage can make the world understand good and evil, and know the truth. However, words are not as powerful as swords. Those who can change the world, throughout the ages, have only been princes. Those who can defy the sky are all from the sky."

Zhang Cang lowered his head slightly.

"The disciple knows."

Xunzi's heart moved.

"You still don't agree with the teacher's words?"

Zhang Cang replied knowing, not being taught.

To know is to know, and to be taught is to agree.

Zhang Cang nodded, looking more serious than ever before.

"Teacher, how can you be sure that the world after you and Lord Chang'an's reform will be better than it is now? The reforms of the past dynasties have always changed to the extreme, and if they remain unchanged, they will perish. Violence is used to control violence and bloodshed. Now the Great Qin is flourishing, and its momentum Like a dragon soaring in the sky, it is unstoppable. Your reform will inevitably lead to turmoil. Will the world after the turmoil really be better than it is today?"

"You have seen that the people who have briquettes live better than those who do not have briquettes, this"

"Teacher." Zhang Cang interrupted rudely, and said in a deep voice: "The honeycomb coal is very simple, but the reform method is not simple. How can you compare the two? If there is a problem with the honeycomb coal, we can discard it at any time. It cannot be stopped. It must end with the complete demise of one party, and it will not end without death! At the beginning of human beings, nature is evil. Cang thinks that you who are new come may not be better than your majesty.

Zhang Cang bowed his head deeply.

slap~
slap~
slap~
There were three clear and loud sounds, Zhang Cang was very familiar with these sounds.

His hands are still numb, red and swollen, this is the sound of the ruler falling on the palm of his hand!
But his hand was clenched tightly in front of him, and he didn't stretch it out, and he didn't feel like he was being beaten at all.

Zhang Cang suddenly raised his head.

"teacher!"

With a cry of surprise, he snatched the ruler from Xunzi's hand and looked at the teacher's rapidly swollen hand—a lot more swollen than his own, and his heart ached.

The sound just now and the injury at the moment all show that Xunzi's three blows were heavy hands.Instead of hitting him hard once, and then pretending to hit him twice or three times.

"Teacher, why are you beating yourself? What are you doing! Did the disciple say something wrong? The disciple said something wrong and you beat the disciple!"

Xunzi smiled kindly, and gently pinched Zhang Cang's fat face with the hand he had just held the ruler.

"You're right, that's great. As a teacher, I'm happy to have a disciple like you."

"Then why is the teacher?"

"If you don't argue for the truth, but only for the sake of the argument, you should fight. You say that Lord Chang'an wants to fight without thinking, and if you give examples without thinking, you will naturally fight."

"Why is this? Why is this! This disciple has no such heart!"

"The teacher punishes the students who make mistakes, and the teacher does not punish the mistakes. There is no such reason in Confucianism. But as a teacher, these three times do not agree with what you said. As a teacher, I cannot prove to you that the world after the reform will be better than today. But for Master can be sure that the world after the reform will be much better than today. You will live longer than me, much longer. If I don’t see that day, remember to say that you are wrong and Qing is right in front of my grave , and tell me what that world looks like."

"only!"

Zhang Cang bit his thick lips and nodded heavily.

[That world should be called "Nuo". ]
Xunzi's eyes were longing, and he looked out of the window, full of reluctance.

Time will tell, and he doesn't seem to have much time left.

No matter how harsh the cold wind was back then, he could hold his sword to the end of the world without fear of the cold with just a single piece of clothing.Today, however, it was snowing lightly, and he was still shivering while wearing the best quality leather jacket to keep out the cold.

He held his disciple's hand and enjoined:
"Must tell you."

"Ah."

"This must not be forgotten."

"Ah."

Zhang Cang's voice was distorted, and his throat was a little tight.

The old hand wiped the corners of Zhang Cang's eyes.

"Cry hard, people are mortal." Xunzi looked at his disciple steadfastly, and said with a smile: "Although my body dies, Confucianism and Taoism will last forever."

Half past.

Like an ordinary official, Ying Chengxun personally delivered bags of briquettes to the people.

This dark thing looks ugly, but it is a life-saving thing.

On this day, he knocked on the door, followed his master into the house as usual, dressed in a snow-white fox fur coat, and said proudly:
"What about the rest of your family? Call them all out, and Nai Gong will only show you once."

The host is a woman with willow-leaf eyebrows and phoenix eyes. She is not beautiful, but she is enough to be selected as a palace maid.

This woman is not only good-looking, but also has a slender figure with good bumps.

In the winter, when she went out to meet Ying Chengxue, she was wearing a green silk dress, her face was pale from the cold, and she was shivering.

His already fair cheeks became even whiter, and he was shivering from the cold, and looking at Ying Chengxun shivered in fear, like a frightened little rabbit.

"My lord, I'm the only one at home."

The woman said cautiously, shrank back, as if she was afraid of what Ying Chengxu would do.

There was no light in the room, and the light coming in from the window just hit half of the woman's face, making her skin whiter and more transparent.

There is a saying that white covers all ugliness, not to mention that women are not only not ugly, but beautiful, and they are even more charming in the sun.

The furnishings in the room are also very simple, perhaps because she just woke up, the woman led Ying Chengxi all the way into the living room.

The quilt on the bed was a little messy, but messy but not dirty.There is a wardrobe placed in the corner, the door is open, and there are some colorful silk clothes inside, all of which are see-through.

Ying Chengxuan sniffed his nose, the faint scent made him squint his eyes, and soon chuckled.

He is very familiar with this fragrance, it is an aphrodisiac fragrance, commonly used in buildings.

He threw away the bag casually, sat on the bed, and patted his side.

"Come and sit."

The woman seemed to be taken aback, and shrank into the closet like a frightened deer.

"My lord, what are you going to do!"

The petite body is hidden among the beauties and concubines who should appear on the terrace. Black thongs that look like lace, mesh sweaters, and red sheer long skirts.

In such a scene, where is hiding, it is clearly to increase the attack speed of the bad guys.

Ying Chengxi leaned forward and said with great interest:
"Interesting, you are interesting."

The woman continued to shrink into the cabinet, wrapping her hands in the lace-like black thong.

"My lord, please respect yourself. Tingwei Mansion is not far from here, and you can arrive there within half an hour."

Ying Chengxun pointed to the woman's closet full of clothes.

"Do you know that most of the things in your closet are made by me."

The woman tore off those attack speed suits and piled them up in front of her, and peeked at Ying Chengxun from within the pile of attack speed suits. Her big eyes flickered, she was very scared, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

Ying Chengxue laughed.

"Are you a showman? Or did your master tell you that I like playing hard to get, so you thought you were flirting with me?"

The woman shook her head suddenly, tears fell, and there was a faint cry.

"I don't know what my lord is talking about, my lord, please respect yourself!"

If today was the first day for Ying Chengyu to deliver briquettes, he would turn around and leave.

Because of Meng Ao's death, Ying Chengxun was upset, so he kept going to the front line to deliver honeycomb briquettes to the people.

The white snow, the cold wind, and the busy life made his heart feel much happier than before.

After more than ten days, he has adjusted, so today he is very interested in this unexpected situation.

He didn't know who made this a beauty trick, but he felt that the person who came up with this trick really knew men well.

On such a windy and snowy day, in a remote place in Xianyang, there was such a delicate woman shivering, wanting to refuse but still welcome.

It makes people want to tear off the few clothes on their body, revealing the wonderful carcass under the semi-light veil, conquering with their own fiery warmth and quick sprints.

The aphrodisiac aroma in the air, as well as the pile of attack speed gear in the cabinet, will gradually bring the battle to its peak, and bring out the best in the most intense fights.

"Look, on such a cold day, you went out to meet me in such a translucent silk dress, without even a bra. How dare you say that your clothes are for covering your body, not to seduce me?
"The people who live here are all poor people. Don't even buy your clothes for ordinary people. It takes a lot of effort to see them, and you don't even dare to think about them. Isn't this a bit against the law?
"And your eyebrows have been painted, you have powder on your face, and rouge on your lips. If you buy these things with money, I don't feel much. It's too expensive for ordinary people. Let's talk about the bedding. "

Ying Chengxun touched it with his hand, and took out a sheepskin bag that was still warm.

He shook the sheepskin bag and said with a smile:
"The hot water bottle is used up, and the people behind you are really nice to you. If you don't want to suffer a little bit, in fact, you are shivering from the cold, which is more attractive to men.

"I also made this aphrodisiac scent. How is it? Does it smell good? I don't feel like I have high martial arts skills. How about you? Are you feeling hot all over?"

The woman's face was a little rosy, her eyes were about to drip, she bit her lip and said nothing.

"It's okay, don't panic, I don't like to use force." Ying Chengxun waved his hand and said with a smile: "This aphrodisiac has reached its maximum effect. Jun pounced on you, it was because of your heart, but you can't rely on this fragrance."

The woman stopped talking and looked at Ying Chengxun with that infatuated expression.

Ying Chengxue walked to the cabinet with a smile, squatted down, raised the woman's smooth chin, and lifted it up slightly.

The swan-like snow-white neck was exposed in front of Ying Chengxun's eyes, and along with it was exposed the delicate collarbone.

"Well, who sent you.

"Looking at how you've arranged it, the people you sent behind didn't even intend to hide it from me. If you don't speak, it will be a waste of his thoughts."

The woman was silent and said nothing.

Ying Chengxi raised his eyebrows, exerted a little force on his hand, squinted his eyes and smiled:
"Is it my old but still beautiful grandmother Zhao Ji?
"Or that little brother Gan Luo who doesn't listen to my orders very much?
"Or someone who has seen it that I don't know, please tell me."