"Mr. Shaoxu Feng Congwu!"

"Han Sheng, a hundred households of Jinyiwei!"

In a thatched hut on Zhongnan Mountain, Han Sheng and Feng Congwu looked at each other, all shocked. In the end, Han Sheng first reacted, bowed to Feng Congwu with his fists and said:

"Have you met Mr. Shaoxu!"

"I thought that the gentleman passed away and it was difficult to see this life."

"I didn't expect that Mr. Xu was in Zhongnan Mountain, in the forest of happy mountains!"

Three months ago, when Han Sheng and the people from the Vajra Sect passed by Chang'an City, they saw Feng Congwu's disciple crying to worship the teacher. At that time, Han Sheng did not expect that Feng Congwu not only did not die, but also lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and was escorted by himself to the capital.

At the same time, he also understood why Lu Guangyao said that after doing this, he could gain closer relationship with the Donglin Party.

"Feng Congwu, the president of Guanzhong Academy, and the leader of the Northwest Donglin Party."

"This person pretended to die and escape, probably because of the layout of the Donglin Party."

"In order to deal with Wei Zhongxian, the Donglin Party is really trying hard to deal with!"

Shocked by the planning of the Donglin Party, Han Sheng dared not completely believe in the history he knew. Because he knew clearly that Feng Congwu had never pretended to die in his previous life. If he had always judged the affairs of this world according to historical records, he might regret it in the future.

For a moment, Han Sheng thought of other things because of Feng Congwu's fake death and made some changes to some of his thoughts.

Opposite, Feng Congwu was also shocked at Han Sheng, who was dressed in black and radiating heroic spirit. He had only known that the one who escorted him to Beijing was a Jinyiwei household, and he never expected that the other party had the power of a master.

"Although this person used the Yi Qi Jue to restrain himself, the threat he gave me was no less than that of a master-"

"This young man from the Jinyiwei has the strength that is not inferior to the master!"

Judging from the threat Han Sheng gave him, Feng Congwu knew that even if this person did not become a master, he would be definitely not far from the master's realm. If he fought in close combat, he might even be in danger.

"No wonder he was sent to escort me. King Xin is really full of talents!"

Shocked by Han Sheng's strength and even more surprised by his youth, Feng Congwu smiled and said:

"I didn't expect that the monk from Vajra Temple was obviously here, but he became such a young man."

"When did you worship in Vajra Temple? How many precepts have you taken now?"

Han Sheng, wearing a strong suit that is common in the world and tied the hair that Yifajue grew into a bun, heard Feng Congwu's question and said with a smile:

"I am an outer disciple and have now returned to secular life. I have never received the precepts when I was studying art in Vajra."

"When I walk along the way, don't have any taboos just because of the sect I came from. I am not a monk now, so I don't have to abide by the precepts."

Since he got to Emei and parted with the people of the Vajra Sect, Han Sheng no longer used the identity of Master Zhisheng of the Vajra Sect. So he not only changed his image, but also claimed to be a household in the Jinyiwei when introducing him to others. This time, he was entrusted by Lu Guangyao to escort Feng Congwu to Beijing. Han Sheng knew that he must be careful to hide along the way. In order to avoid causing trouble because of observing the precepts and other matters, Han Sheng naturally had to explain to Feng Congwu in advance, so as not to reveal traces on the road and attract eunuchs.

When Feng Congwu heard that Han Sheng was not a monk, he was much more pleasing to him. He was a Confucian master. Although he had taught in Baoqing Temple, he had a bad impression of monks. Especially the mind study he learned in his early years had many similarities with the Buddhist philosophy. Later, after he decided to correct the deviations in mind study and turned to Neo-Congwu, he was extremely disliked by Buddhism.

"The Buddha's words often focus on empty opinions, or conquer the end and become confused."

"Han Baihu is young, don't be obsessed with Buddhism!"

After casually belittled the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism, Feng Congwu asked Han Sheng what books he had read. Although Han Sheng did not have a deep knowledge of Confucianism, he had already used the Thousand-Eyed Bodhi Pearl to collect books such as the Four Books and Five Classics. When Feng Congwu asked, he could memorize them like a stream.

Seeing that Han Sheng was so familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, but was extremely rough in the meaning of the poems and scriptures, Feng Congwu sighed repeatedly, sighing that Han Sheng was delayed by Buddhism.

"At the age of seventeen, it's not too late to start studying now!"

"You will learn from me in the future. Whatever you can do depends on your understanding!"

Feng Congwu, who had been the president of Guanzhong Academy for decades, was quite a bit fond of being a teacher. Seeing that Han Sheng was so talented and beautiful, he couldn't bear it and decided to teach him along the way and let him go on the right path.

Han Sheng was also very curious about the Kung Fu of the Confucian Sect. When he heard a great scholar like Feng Congwu take the initiative to teach him, he immediately thanked him repeatedly. He called Feng Congwu a gentleman and held a disciple's etiquette to him.

In this way, the two set out from Chang'an, walked all the morning and went to the capital quietly.

"Feng Congwu was able to sit cross-legged for 200 days before he pretended to die, and was suspected to have become a great master."

"Looking at his current appearance, he does seem to have the idea of ​​pacifying the world!"

Cultivate oneself, manage the family, govern the country, and pacify the world. The Confucian country's realm is equivalent to the master of the Tongxuan realm. Feng Congwu now has the idea of ​​eliminating the eunuch party and pacifying the world. Even if he has not yet become the master of pacifying the world, he is not far away.

Therefore, Han Sheng was very respectful to him along the way. He hoped to obtain Confucian martial arts from him.

Satisfied with Han Sheng's attitude, Feng Congwu felt that children could teach. So he taught Han Sheng a lot of knowledge along the way, and even taught some of the imperial examinations.

"It's a pity that you have been studying literature for a shorter time, otherwise you would have made a big splash in this year's provincial examination!"

Seeing Han Sheng quickly absorbing the knowledge he taught, and even learning from it, he had unique understanding. Feng Congwu kept lamenting that he was delayed by Buddhism and failed to meet him early.

Han Sheng was a little curious about the imperial examination and planned to have an open and upright identity. When he heard Feng Congwu mention the imperial examination, he immediately asked him:

"Are there any rules for the provincial examination?"

"My current knowledge can be won in the provincial examination?"

Haha shook her head, Feng Congwu said:

"You have a good memory and understand the meaning of the scriptures very quickly. But above the imperial examination, you don't just look at these."

"You can't get the eight-legged essay system, and it's hard for you to win the election now!"

Without giving up, Han Sheng found out that the provincial examination was held in August and he could participate with the status of a supervisor. He decided to take the provincial examination after arriving in the capital.

"The Ming Dynasty values ​​culture over military affairs, and its simple identity as a martial artist is not popular, and the identity of the Jinyiwei is also notorious."

"If I could have a reputation as a Juren, I would not only be valued when interacting with others. Even Feng Congwu may also learn martial arts."

"After entering the capital, we must find a way to become a supervisor and participate in this year's provincial examination."

With the soul reading function of the Thousand-Eyed Bodhi Pearl, Han Sheng did not think that the eight-legged essay art was difficult for him to learn. As long as he could find a few dying old scholars and read the memories in their souls, Han Sheng's attainments in the eight-legged essay art would soon improve.
Chapter completed!