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Chapter 93: Competing 11

Bai Jinyu explained the confusion to Yan Luo: "One governs the country, two dealing with the world, three passing on practice, four fighting strategies." She paused for a moment and said: "In these four scopes, there are many contradictions between Confucianism and Taoism. As long as we use the contradictions between them and use their principles to attack each other, we will save a lot of effort."

Yan Luo didn't say anything after hearing this for a while, and only had the idea of ​​escaping.

Bai Jinyu picked up the teapot and poured him a glass of water, and continued, "Don't be afraid..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Luo refused the cup of water that Bai Jinyu poured, and said softly: "Can you not be afraid? I have been a Confucian scholar since I was a child, and I don't understand the profound meaning of Taoism at all. How can I use their contradictions?"

Bai Jinyu thought for a moment: "This is it...If so, then you will go specifically to deal with Song Yinghai. I will depend on the situation and both sides will take care of it."

Yan Luo was stunned, surprised that someone could be so calm and conceited.

Since it was impossible for Meng Qizhi and Song Yinghai to wait, Bai Jinyu stood up and said with a gaze: "Come on, go?! Maybe the reputation of Meng Song Er family is really paper..."

Yan Luo leaned on the stool miserably and looked at Xie Yao with his life asking for help. Xie Yao's cold eyes also showed a hint of sympathy.

Yan Luo finally said, "Empress, do your Highness know about this?"

Bai Jinyu shook her head: "Your Highness just took the medicine and is about to go to bed. It is not advisable to disturb you at this time, you..."

She couldn't say anything that was difficult for others. She lowered her eyes and was a little discouraged, but she fully understood that it was so sudden, so difficult, and it didn't matter to her. If she were Yan Luo, she wouldn't be willing to trek into this muddy water.

Finally, Bai Jinyu sighed softly and gave up and said, "Okay, I can't force you, this is really too difficult." After that, she turned around and left.

"Empress!"

"Empress..."

Xie Yao and Yan Luo spoke almost at the same time.

Bai Jinyu must have walked a few steps and stopped, turned around and looked at the two of them inquiry.

The atmosphere paused, and Xie Yao asked, "Does the Empress have to go?"

Yan Luo nodded, obviously this was what he wanted to ask.

Bai Jinyu said without hesitation: "Yes!"

Her step may be stupid or laughing, but only she herself knows that she wants to do something for Cuizhu. Or, how much she cherishes her if she can do something for Cuizhu. She will never sit by and watch it be trampled and insulted by the home she has been longing for seven years, even if it is only a possibility.

Xie Yao frowned, then turned around and looked at Yan Luo.

The three of them were silent for a while, and Yan Luo slowly stood up from the stool: "Okay, the opportunity is rare. I will accompany the Empress to have a while and let me study the depth of Jiang Liu Wenyuan's source."

Bai Jinyu didn't expect Yan Luo to change his mind suddenly, and suddenly looked surprised and happy on his face. He watched him come to him and asked dumbly: "Have you changed your mind?"

Yan Luo smiled and looked at Xie Yao carefully, then turned his eyes helplessly and said, "If the Empress is allowed to challenge Meng and Song's two sects alone, I am worried that Your Highness will punish you for death when he wakes up."

Bai Jinyu was ridiculous and slandering, and she slandered Yan Luo's words, but now she doesn't care about exaggeration as long as he is willing to accompany her.

Immediately, Bai Jinyu and Yan Luo went downstairs together, while Xie Yao stood in the corridor in front of Fengchen's door with his sword, taking care of the upper and lower parts.

After going downstairs, Bai Jinyu discovered that the store was full of people again. People in gray robes and blue robes were sitting intertwined, just like they had been inseparable from each other for the past thirteen years.

Bai Jinyu and Yan Luolin stood in the crowd, one beautiful and the other handsome, and the flower trust is pleasing to the eye.

The crows in the hall were silent and the gray and blue crowds looked like dark clouds as the storm was about to come.

Yan Luo raised his head and raised his chin up, saying, "I wonder which one is Mr. Meng and Mr. Song?"

The crowd did not move. After a while, a room next to him creaked and opened the door, stalking out from inside, two men, one gray and one blue, one tall and one short.

"I am Meng Qizhi, the Meng family of Jingzhou."

"Song Yinghai, a Song clan in Lushan, is here."

Both of them were both harsh and stern, but when they first met, Bai Jinyu was surprised.

Jiang Liu and the three heroes became famous at the same time. The names of Wen Yan, Meng Qizhi and Song Yinghai have always been tied to one place by the people of the world, so she naturally thought that these three people were young talents of similar age.

Because Wen Yan is very popular and outstanding in character, Bai Jinyu has always thought for so many years that the other two should be similar young men.

Therefore, when Bai Jinyu saw two middle-aged men with thick skin, thick flesh, simple facial features, claiming that Meng Qizhi and Song Yinghai stood in front of him, Bai Jinyu was very disappointed.

Especially the short man Meng Qizhi, the sparse hair on his head, was already a little tempting to be too irritated.

Seeing that Bai Jinyu was looking at him, Meng Qizhi opened his eyes and confronted her silently. At this time, Song Yinghai said, "I heard that the wife used a question two hours ago and stumped dozens of people in our sect. I came to ask for advice, but I didn't expect that the wife was so young."

Bai Jinyu didn't say anything, looked at Yan Luo, and Yan Luo immediately bent his eyes and said, "Mr. Song is too modest. The Meng family in Jingzhou and the Song family in Lushan are famous for their talent. My mistress is just an ordinary people in Luzhou City, so how dare I do it? As for that question... I believe it's only a question of time to answer!"

These simple words were raised and pressed, and Meng Qizhi and Song Yinghai's faces were a little ups and downs when they heard this.

Song Yinghai said, "Young Master's words are so sharp that it makes people ashamed. But if you sincerely serve the master, you should advise your master. Don't hold on to show off your evil spirits. Be careful that disaster will come from your mouth."

Bai Jinyu nodded to Yan Luo with satisfaction, looked at Meng and Song with his hands behind his back and looked at him leisurely, and said deliberately, "The two gentlemen have been looking up for a long time. I heard that the two students gathered together this time came to Cuizhu for learning?"

She smiled strangely, and Meng Qizhi and Song Yinghai's eyes suddenly became deep and dark. Meng Qizhi said, "There seems to be a bad person in his words."

Bai Jinyu shook her head and went straight to the topic: "I'm just curious. Your family practices the Confucian emperor's art, and the Taoist art of weak people. Their writings and positions are opposite each other. What causes and conditions can make the two families become like-minded and in a consistent manner?"

When Bai Jinyu said this, Yan Luo couldn't help laughing. This was really a slight move to reveal the scars of Meng Qizhi and Song Yinghai, forcing them to mention the defeat thirteen years ago.

Sure enough, as soon as these words were spoken, Meng Qizhi, Song Yinghai and his disciples' faces suddenly changed.

Song Yinghai calmed down for a while and said with great cultivation: "My wife's words are different. Although Confucianism and Taoism are somewhat different, they also have many similarities. For example, they all originated from the "Book of Changes" and both take "the world is the public" as their own responsibility, and they all believe that "harmony is precious and living in peace." We have been studying the physiognomy of the Meng family in Jingzhou for many years, seeking common ground while reserving differences, but in the end I still feel that there are some shortcomings, so I came to Cuizhu this time to ask Shanzhu for advice."

This is said with reasonable and reasonableness. Yan Luo listened politely for a long time and smiled: "The commonality that Mr. Song said is ultimately general. If it is implemented, some places will never be reconciled!"
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