From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 222 Tuogu
The two of them were walking on the road, and seeing that Meng Yuan didn't say anything, Lin Yan didn't bother them.

Laymen call those who practice martial arts "warriors", saying that they are rude, uncivilized and disrespectful.

In fact, it is nothing more than prejudice. It is indeed easier for warriors to practice at a low level, and it is also the fastest way for most people to improve themselves.

Because of this, among Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism and martial arts, there are the most warriors, so naturally there are good and bad people mixed together.

But for those who truly have the martial arts in mind and want to climb higher, both character and understanding are indispensable.

Therefore, just like the "sudden enlightenment" in Buddhism, Confucianism, Taoism and martial arts also have this kind of moment of enlightenment.

The two walked for a while, and when Lin Yan saw that Meng Yuan still didn't speak, he asked quietly: "What are you thinking about? Do you have something in your heart that you want to pursue?"

Meng Yuan nodded and said, "I'm just confused."

"That's it." Lin Yan had obviously seen a lot of things. "You stand on the shore, looking at the girls on the flower boats and your heart is pounding, but it's just like looking at flowers in the fog. When you reach the fifth level, it's equivalent to boarding the flower boat. Then you can spend some money and have a taste of their beauty."

What kind of a messed up analogy is this? Meng Yuan thought about it carefully and found that it made some sense.

"Come to think of it, since you care so much about the little princess, it seems that your trip went smoothly?" Lin Yan asked with a smile.

"It went fairly smoothly." Meng Yuan finally remembered that he asked so many questions because of Mingyue, but the topic had already deviated from Mingyue.

"Any progress?" Lin Yan's eyes sparkled as he looked at Meng Yuan expectantly. "Isn't it exciting to be under the old Imperial Master's watchful eyes?"

"Jiang Tang is following us." Meng Yuan rubbed his brows and changed the subject, saying, "Let's continue talking about Ming Yue's concerns."

"What's there to say?"

Lin Yan didn't have much respect for the royal family, but he knew something about it, so he muttered, "The late emperor had only three children, the eldest, Dugu Can, and the second son, Dugu Shang. The two were only about the same age, both in their forties. The youngest princess is nearly twenty years younger, so she should be twenty-one or twenty-two, right?"

At this point, Lin Yan asked, "How old is your princess? Is the age correct?"

Meng Yuan never asked, but he should be in his early twenties, definitely no older than Sister Qingqing.

Of course, apart from her age, Mingyue isn't great in any other aspect.

"About twenty-one or twenty-two, that's right." Meng Yuan said.

"You've reached the middle level in your early twenties, you're really talented." Lin Yan was very emotional, "I'm almost thirty and I've only just reached the sixth level. Your sister-in-law even praised me for my talent."

What is this all about? Meng Yuan didn't want to talk about Yao Niang, so he just asked, "What went wrong with the three siblings?"

"This younger sister has been brought up by the imperial teacher since she was young. You know how hard it is to learn martial arts, right? So her two elder brothers love and dote on her very much. But I heard that the former crown prince was harmed by the present emperor, that is, brothers killing each other, and the late emperor seemed to have had some problems as well. In short, their family probably had something going on, and they had a quarrel in front of your princess." Lin Yan's voice became smaller and smaller.

Meng Yuan thought about it and felt that it was true. If a family member killed each other, it would probably be remembered for a lifetime.

"How can we prevent this kind of heart injury? If we encounter methods that attack the heart in the future, will we be helpless? Can we only wait for the rebirth of a god?" Meng Yuan asked curiously.

"What defense? In my opinion, this is just hypocrisy!" Lin Yan said disdainfully, "I lost my father, but I didn't hide in bed and cry every day. You are almost freezing to death as a refugee, but you are still thinking about your young wife? To put it bluntly, meat-eaters are despicable!"

"Brother, what you said is indeed true, but it is biased." Meng Yuan also analyzed seriously, "Let's say your sister-in-law married you, but on the wedding night she was snatched away by Elder Hua. Would you remember it for the rest of your life? Then a demon came and transformed into your sister-in-law to seduce you, would you be confused?" Lin Yan smacked his lips, "That's really the case! It's certainly joyful to lose and regain, but it's only when you gain and lose that you will remember it for the rest of your life."

He actually became serious and continued, "It's like your sister-in-law and I went through countless hardships, regardless of the eyes of the world, and got married together. Then we went out to start a business, and finally achieved success, and even grew old together. When your sister-in-law passed away, if a woman who looked like your sister-in-law came to me, I would definitely be panicked!"

As Lin Yan spoke like this, his eyes became more determined, without any trace of recklessness, as if he could really make the whole world his enemy just for Yuan Yaoniang.

Meng Yuan shook Lin Yan's arm and asked in a low voice, "The memorial day of Old Ying Gong and Young Ying Gong is the same day, right?"

"The same day." Lin Yan was very sure.

"What was the situation at that time?" Meng Yuan was very curious. "I heard that the old Ying Gong was at the third level of Confucianism, and the young Ying Gong was at the fourth level of Confucianism. The two of them had their own theories and ideas, and many followers. How did they suddenly fall? Who was the one who took action?"

"I was still young at the time, so I don't really know what happened. Your uncles and our master should know something." Lin Yan lowered his voice as he spoke, "Ask your Third Miss later. Although she didn't see it with her own eyes, she should have figured it out."

The two of them didn't talk any more and soon arrived at Lin Yan's house.

Lin Yan's residence is quite simple, not far from the Demon Suppression Bureau. He has lost his parents and has only two old servants at home.

"I have to leave tomorrow." Lin Yan sat down casually and poured some tea. "I don't know when I will be back, let alone if I can come back."

Meng Yuan sat up straight, frowned and asked, "Is it dangerous?"

Lin Yan nodded and said, "A sixth-rank warrior may not seem low, but there are so many experts in the world, and you never know when something bad might happen."

He looked at Meng Yuan and said, "If anything happens to me, Yao Niang will have to trouble you to worry about it."

Lin Yan was rarely serious. He grabbed Meng Yuan's arm and said, "I don't trust Master and the others. Those people of the same generation are also useless. I can only rely on you."

Seeing how sincere Lin Yan was, Meng Yuan was stunned for a moment when he asked him to entrust his son to him even though they had only known each other for a short time and they were just fellow apprentices in name only.

"Brother, I will definitely take good care of my sister-in-law." Meng Yuan knew very well that a promise is worth a thousand gold, so as long as he said it, he would definitely do it.

"If it doesn't work out then..." Lin Yan sighed, and after a long pause, he said, "Just... find her a good family."

His face was quite heavy, as if he had made up his mind.

"Brother, as long as my sister-in-law is willing, I will find a suitable family for her." Meng Yuan also took on the responsibility.

"Okay." Lin Yan sighed, then pointed at Meng Yuan's forehead and said, "Don't try to play the brother-to-brother game!"

"Senior Brother, who do you think I am?" Meng Yuan had never had such a thought before and felt extremely aggrieved.

"If Yao Niang can't stay here, you can send her back to her hometown!" Lin Yan said affectionately.

Meng Yuan nodded in agreement, and then said, "Brother, you have already entrusted your child to me, so can I do the same?"

"..." Lin Yan was stunned for a moment and couldn't utter a word.

(End of this chapter)