What a lucky world!

Chapter 91 Preaching in the car!

“Tao is the pursuit in everyone’s heart.”

The conversation in the carriage continued.

Song Haowen raised his finger and pointed at Zhang Mu's heart: "The Tao is between heaven and earth, you have to find it yourself; the Tao is also in your heart, you have to understand it yourself."

"One day when you find your own path, you will understand that it is the reason why you should fight for it without hesitation and regardless of your own safety."

Seeing Zhang Mu lost in thought, Song Haowen paused and spoke in a gentler tone.

"More than twenty years ago, there was a Confucian master named An Yitian. He integrated the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought and was considered a great Confucian master."

"I must join the government and become a people-friendly official."

"He said, 'The world is like a road, and the people are like cattle and horses. If the road is muddy, the cattle and horses will sink into the mud.'"

"He said that in this life, he was willing to lay down his body to pave the way for future generations."

"He gave up his Confucian dignity and sought a sixth or seventh-rank official position, serving term after term as a people-friendly official."

"For a full twenty years, he wrote down everything he had seen, heard, lost, and gained during those twenty years into a memorial that could be considered a panacea for saving the nation. It was called 'On the Muddy Country'!"

"I lament the ten great mistakes and failures of the imperial court, and frankly declare that the world is in poverty and that the heavenly blessing will end forever. If nothing changes, the great destiny will ultimately be a court made of origami and a dynasty made of clay."

"But the late emperor was violent and ruthless, and no one dared to accept this memorial."

"An Yitian took advantage of the late emperor's centenary celebration to carry the coffin to the emperor and make a memorial, which in turn aroused the wrath of the people."

"A generation of Confucian scholars, the embodiment of learning for decades, was finally beheaded and thrown into the market."

"After listening to this, do you think he is stupid?"

“You do something you know you can’t do.”

Zhang Mu looked at Song Haowen, shook his head first, and then nodded.

Song Haowen sighed softly.

"You don't know that this memorial submitted by Senior An was not intended for the late emperor to see, but for the people of the world to see!"

"He used his entire life's reputation and even his life to draw the world's attention to this article 'On the Mud Country'."

"If he were alive, 'Niguo Lun' would have been suppressed forever; if he died because of this, 'Niguo Lun' would have spread throughout the world!"

"If there is no emperor's wrath, how can there be a book to mend the sky?"

"He wanted to preach not to the emperor, but to us, the later generations."

"The current Prime Minister Zhang Taiyue is implementing reforms based on the 'Neiguo Lun' as the general outline."

"You say, is he still stupid?"

Zhang Mu looked at Song Hao and asked, "Sir, are you also a follower of this An Yitian?"

"How fortunate I am to be able to pave a smooth road for the people of the world." Song Haowen said with a smile, "If someone harms the people under my nose, I will find him out."

"Such a simple thing."

"What does it have to do with who the person who harms the people is, or how powerful he is?"

"Although I have a backup plan, I can't just sit there and wait for good things to happen."

"So, the same thing."

"Wherever the Tao lies, even if there are thousands of people, I will go there."

Zhang Mu thought about it seriously, then knelt down upright and performed the disciple salute to Song Haowen.

What Song Haowen said to him was more important than knowledge and the meaning of scriptures. It was about preaching!

Song Haowen uses his own choice and An Yitian's story to tell Zhang Mu what Tao is!
Although Zhang Mu didn't know what his own path was at this moment, the outline of someone who was willing to risk his life for it had planted a seed in Zhang Mu's heart.

Perhaps one day, Zhang Mu will find his own way, and he will also have the courage and determination to go forward even if there are thousands of people against him.

Song Haowen, who accepted Zhang Mu's greeting with a clear conscience, raised his hand, tapped Zhang Mu's forehead affectionately, and said, "Get up."

"Since you know the truth of this matter, I would like to ask you for a favor." Zhang Mu nodded. "Please give me your instructions, sir."

Song Haowen took a copper ring from his hand and handed it to Zhang Mu: "This is the identity mark of Zhang Taiyue's disciples."

"If I encounter misfortune, please go to Lanling City's Zihu Villa and use this mark to meet with an old man named Ming Jingqing."

"Tell him the whole story."

Zhang Mu reached out and took the copper ring, nodding solemnly.

Seeing this, Song Haowen was about to smile, but Zhang Mu's expression suddenly changed and he pounced on Song Haowen.

The next moment, a sharp arrow shot directly into the carriage, piercing through the entire carriage!
Then there were continuous thumping sounds, and in the blink of an eye, countless arrows pierced the walls of the carriage!
It was only at this moment that a roar was heard from outside the carriage—

"Enemy attack!"

"guard!"

……

Qianyuan Mountain, Qianyuan Wuzhai, and the back mountain.

Lin Jinglong looked at the autumn-filled mountains and the fallen leaves hanging on the trees, about to fall, and sighed softly.

The autumn wind blows.

The wind that wanted to smash the child finally blew to Qianyuan Mountain.

"It's been two months since Brother Mu left the mountain..." Lin Jinglong asked.

"Three days!" Shisan Niang rolled her eyes at Lin Jinglong.

"Ah? Only three days?" Lin Jinglong asked in surprise, "Why do I feel like I've been in seclusion for a while?"

Shisan Niang scolded, "If you couldn't bear to let him go, why did you drive him down the mountain in the first place?"

"Am I rushing him?" Lin Jinglong frowned. "That's the choice for his man!"

"A true man should follow his heart in the world. Gratitude can be repaid, hatred can be avenged, but the only thing that needs to be controlled is one's own heart (_)"

Shisan Niang: "Then why are you crying?"

"I'm not worried that he won't come back... What did you say? Who's crying?" Lin Jinglong's inner breath turned, evaporating the tears from the corners of his eyes. He said, "I just used my power improperly, causing the jade liquid in my body to seep out of my eyes!"

"When you reach my level, you'll understand."

Shisanniang shrugged: "Okay, you are the Great Perfection of Nourishing Liquid, whatever you say is fine!"

"By the way, some leaders in the mountains came to me these past two days and said that when Brother Mu was teaching martial arts in the mountains some time ago, they were out on a mission."

"Now he's back, but Mu Ge'er is gone."

"I plan to take a leave and go to Wan'an County to find Brother Mu and ask for his advice."

Lin Jinglong frowned slightly: "Who are they? Some of them have registered with the government, which is too conspicuous. Don't cause trouble for Brother Mu."

"Don't worry, I've screened them once, and they're all people who don't have any records with the government." Shisan Niang smoothed her hair, which had been ruffled by the mountain wind. "There are eight in total, three of whom are newly promoted leaders, and they're only one step away from achieving martial arts mastery."

"The remaining five are also leaders of the mountain stronghold. They have been stuck in the minor stages of their cultivation for a long time. Their paths of cultivation are different from ours, and we can't help them. They have consulted with brothers who previously practiced the same martial arts and received instruction from Mu Ge'er, and they all feel they have gained something, but they still want Mu Ge'er to give them some more guidance."

"I'm going with them."

"You're going too?" Lin Jinglong was stunned for a moment. "What are you going to do?"

Shisanniang glared at Lin Jinglong: "Of course I'm going to care about Mu Ge'er..."

"You're just waiting for him to come back on the mountain?"

"We must always care about him!"

Lin Jinglong: (°°)
That makes sense!
As expected, women are more thoughtful!
Lin Jinglong said with his hands behind his back: "We do think alike..."

(End of this chapter)