Travel through the heavens

Chapter 257: Fighting the Tangxi Swordsman

The Baoguo Temple was bustling with people. Apart from the more than one hundred famous scholars who were seated on the ground and who were able to participate in the discussion of kingship and hegemony, there were as many as three or four hundred onlookers, and the pavilions and terraces were all crowded with people.

When Fang Muye and others arrived here, there was a Confucian scholar standing on the stage, speaking impassionedly, with ups and downs in his voice, which was very infectious. Almost every word he said would draw applause from the whole room. It was obvious that he was a famous scholar with rich experience in elegant conversation.

"The kings of ancient times were benevolent to the world, taught people to love, made them loyal, and did not deprive people of their time. They had a magnanimous virtue, and the world lived in harmony with the Way, and the people were all happy..."

"Bullshit!" Xu Fengnian shouted angrily. He ignored the uproar and slowly walked towards the man: "To put it in a more elegant way, what he just said was all nonsense. Respecting the king and despising the tyrant is all bullshit."

After saying this, they also walked off the stage.

The Confucian scholar on the stage was unhappy and asked, "Who are you?"

Xu Fengnian said casually: "Beiliang, Xu Fengnian."

There was an uproar in Baoguo Temple, and people were whispering to each other.

Xu Fengnian glanced at the famous scholars who were looking at him and said with a smile, "Don't look at me. I can't speak, so he will speak for me."

As he said this, he turned around and pointed at Chen Xiliang.

The scholar on the stage glanced at the poor scholar, put his hands behind his back, and said proudly: "It is difficult to talk about the fine things, not everyone can speak."

Xu Fengnian quickly drew his sword, cut off a section of the railing, and said to Chen Xiliang: "You can speak your mind. Whoever tells you not to speak, I won't let him speak."

He glanced coldly at the celebrities present, but no one dared to look him in the eye.

Chen Xiliang was not at all nervous. He walked to the stage in a carefree manner and said in a loud voice: "If you can govern the world, righteousness will surely benefit you. If you can help the people, the way will surely be successful. Therefore, hegemony and consolidation are based on the king!"

As soon as these words were spoken, they caused an even greater uproar, with most people making cold and sarcastic remarks like "you are talking nonsense", "this guy is just trying to attract attention", and "this boy is just talking nonsense", and the people were filled with anger.

"Using both the kingly and the hegemonic, this kind of mentality of doing things for the sake of achievement will only destroy the foundation of Confucianism..."

The Confucian scholar on the stage scolded, and then started to debate with Chen Xiliang. The two of them argued back and forth for nearly half an hour.

"The so-called kingly way is silent and in the dark, which is not as effective as the acupuncture given by officials."

Chen Xiliang argued with reason and was very detailed. The scholar was at a loss for words and could not respond. He looked at Xu Fengnian and asked in a pretentious manner, "Is this the way of life in Beiliang?"

Xu Fengnian said in a strong voice: "I think what he said is very good."

The scholar immediately put a big hat on him: "Your Highness, you want to be an enemy of all the scholars in the world."

Xu Fengnian sneered and pointed at the group of scholars, saying, "Don't talk too much. Jiangnan is not the rest of the world, and you can't represent scholars."

Upon hearing this, more than a hundred famous scholars in the south of the Yangtze River were angry but dared not speak out.

At this moment, the situation suddenly changed. Dozens of strong warriors holding weapons swarmed out. Then, the Tangxi sword fairy Lu Baijie walked slowly towards them, followed by two followers escorting a woman in white.

Liu Liting walked up to Xu Fengnian and said calmly, "This is Liu Liting's widow. She used the Baoguo Temple to have a conversation in order to assassinate the prince. I captured her for the prince."

Xu Fengnian said calmly: "Then should I thank you, sir?"

Lu Baijie did not answer, but turned around and said loudly to all the Confucian scholars present: "Everyone, please wait in the backyard for a while. The Lu family will apologize afterwards."

When Mr. Lu Qi from the famous Lu family in Jiangnan spoke, naturally no one dared to contradict him, and everyone retreated.

After everyone left, Lu Baijie turned around and looked at Xu Fengnian again, saying, "The Crown Prince has fallen out with the Jiangnan literary world. The capital should be relieved to let you take over Beiliang. Now that the big things are done, it's time to talk about the small things."

Xu Fengnian smiled and asked, "What do you consider a small matter?"

"National destiny is a big deal, family feuds are small matters." Lu Baijie said coldly, and turned his gaze to Jiang Ni behind Xu Fengnian: "Who is she?"

Xu Fengnian turned his head to take a look and replied casually, "My maid."

Seeing that Xu Fengnian was pretending to be confused, Lu Baijie stopped beating around the bush and said, "Your Highness should know about the feud between the Lu family and the State of Chu."

"This has nothing to do with her." Xu Fengnian's face darkened. He finally understood what Wen Hua and the old sword god meant when they talked about Lu Baijie's bad intentions before leaving the Lu Mansion.

Lu Baijie persuaded him earnestly, "Just keep her, my lord. The Lu family will support you in becoming the ruler of Beiliang. If there is any disturbance in the court, the Lu family will send you the news. It shouldn't be difficult for you to choose between a maidservant and a family."

Xu Fengnian said firmly: "It's not difficult, I won't change it."

Lu Baijie turned his head to look at Xu Zhihu who was leaning against the railing in the distance and asked, "Aren't you going to persuade him?"

Xu Zhihu smiled and said, "I remember all the kindness my uncle has shown me over the years. I will always stand by my uncle in any other matters. The only difference is that I never try to persuade Fengnian to make his choice. I will support whatever he chooses. Otherwise, how can we be considered siblings?"

Lu Baijie frowned slightly, turned around, and said in a deep voice: "Since the prince is unwilling, don't blame me for using force."

Xu Fengnian smiled disapprovingly: "Mr. Lu, why not give it a try."

Lu Baijie looked at Fang Muye who was standing beside Xu Fengnian and said, "The one that the prince relies on is none other than this Master Wen Hua. Master Wen has become famous in the martial arts world recently, and I, Lu, would also like to ask for his advice."

In the martial arts world, the most powerful aphrodisiacs are always the three things of secret manuals, women and becoming famous in one battle. There is an endless stream of pursuers, especially the latter. Otherwise, how could there be so many martial artists in the East China Sea Wudi City who are determined to climb up the city wall?

Being able to go up to the second floor is enough to ensure a life of wealth and glory after leaving the building.

Fang Muye killed the eleventh person in the world who had been famous for twenty years, which had caused an uproar in the martial arts world. This news was more shocking than Yanzhi's comment on which beauty and which young man went on a spring outing.

But many things in the underworld change their meaning as they are passed on. They are based on hearsay, exaggerations, and false rumors. Few people care about the facts anymore.

Lu Baijie did not doubt that Fang Muye killed Wang Mingyin, but the old sword god Li Chungang was present at the time, and whether he had fought with Wang Mingyin first remained to be verified.

And it was also a strange coincidence that Lu Baijie met Yang Yuzhang in his childhood.

Yang Yuzhang is not the best swordsman in the world, but he is a first-class kendo master. His knowledge is diverse and not limited to the field of kendo. His insights are often profound.

Lu Baijie was originally from an aristocratic family with a profound family tradition of learning. Practicing Taoism requires strict requirements on the Dharma, wealth, friends and land, and the same is true for practicing martial arts, which Mr. Tangxi naturally had in spades. He was gifted, and with the generous teaching of Yang Yuzhang, he naturally achieved twice the result with half the effort. He made rapid progress in the art of swordsmanship, and now he was showing signs of becoming unique.

Therefore, when it comes to fighting with Fang Muye, Lu Baijie doesn't think he will lose.

Lu Baijie slowly placed his right hand on the Baxiu Sword: "Master Wen, please."