Xiaoshengxian Village covers a vast area. In addition to the halls, shooting ranges, houses and other places where thousands of Confucian brothers often play, there are also hidden bamboo forests and rockery lakes.

Fu Nian originally wanted to invite Gong Fu Su and others to the main hall, but he didn’t expect Fu Su to ask for a look at the small sage village first.
"Since Confucius traveled around the world, he said that Confucianism has always attached the greatest importance to the protection of the country. It is said that in addition to the Confucian scholars’ study abroad, there are also some precious historical materials, customs and geography in the countries of the past years."
Fu Su has been polite and joking since we met, but at this time it seems serious. "It’s that the old ancient books are not only weathered and decayed, but also the variety of words is very unfavorable for future generations to read. I wonder if Mr. Fu Nian ever sent someone to copy these new slips and unify the seal script?"
Hearing these words, some of the younger brothers accompanying Xiao Sheng Xian Zhuang had slightly different faces, but none of the three heads of household moved.
Fu Nian surrendered and said, "My disciples usually read and learn Chinese characters, but there are so many volumes in Xiaoshengxian Village that I am afraid that there are not tens of thousands of volumes. Some people are afraid that no one has read them for more than ten years. Have you ever copied those slips again? I am still free to ask."
"This is a big deal, Mr. Fu Nian. Even if you are busy, you should be more careful."
Fu Su face a solemn color.
The pace of people walking towards the Buddhist Scripture Building slowed down, and they strolled along the bamboo path, listening to Fu Su’s words.
He said, "When Fu Su was a teenager, he heard his father watching the sword and felt that there were nineteen ways to write a sword in the world."
"Many writing styles are very different, even some Confucian scholars who claim to be full of bachelor’s degrees may not be able to recognize 19 writing styles, which makes it inconvenient for scholars to communicate!"
Fu Su stopped to look at Fu Nian positively and said, "Since the Little Sage Villa has a lot of treasures, it is even more important to pay attention to it. Otherwise, after one hundred generations, someone will see the scrolls and will not recognize the meaning, even if future generations will blame Mr. Fu Nian."
Funian primly behind the Confucian people also followed him to salute and listen to him say, "Thank you for your education."
Fu Su nodded slightly and turned to the distance and said, "Is that the hidden building?"
As if a tall building stands tall at the end of the bamboo forest, the breeze is bright and sunny, showing a simple and solemn style.
Fu nian replied "exactly"
When this young sage master made a positive statement, he raised a finger with the crowd Zhao Gao.
He was in the shadow of everyone, and only one finger moved almost unnoticed. His black nails climbed over a small spider and fell into the grass.
When the spider fell to the ground and the blade of grass collided
The eyes of Zhang Liang and Yan Lu in the crowd all changed slightly.
Holding a crutch in his hand, Chu Nangong also noticed that the tiny movement was so dense that he almost covered his eyes. His eyebrows moved slightly on both sides, and his left hand clenched into a fist and put it in front of his mouth and coughed gently
Fu Su nodded. "Since Jane in that building hasn’t been sorted out yet, we don’t have to go today."
He turned directly to Confucianism and led him to a place convenient for reception.
Now that we have come here, if we turn back to the main hall, it won’t take too long, which is unbearable
The last thought brought Fu Su and others to a corner pavilion in the center of the lake.
Although this pavilion is located in the center of the lake, it is also quite spacious, with 20 cushions and small cases. Except for the pavilion where it comes in, bamboo curtains hang down in all directions to serve as shelter.
When they are seated in the pavilion, if they look out of the pavilion, they can see that there is a long winding bridge on the left, which crosses the lake and connects the shore, and the high wall on the water surface is cut off not far from the right.
The wall is a lake, and outside the wall is a river. On both sides of the river are Sanghaicheng Street, and there are boats on the river to enjoy the cool.
When you sit in the pavilion, you can vaguely hear some noise coming from the street. It’s so subtle that it doesn’t seem noisy and disturbing. Instead, it adds some interest in taking quiet action and seeking peace and detachment.
Soon after taking a seat, there were Confucian brothers serving tea sets and washing and soaking tea. Every move was made according to the Book of Tea by Mr. Lu Yu, who was born in Cha Sheng before the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.
Just watching them move makes people feel calmer and more pleasing. The fragrance of tea spreads and soon sweeps away the subtle atmosphere just hidden by the building. It seems that the two sides have become very harmonious again.
However, it seems that there are some people who are very happy to spoil this atmosphere.
Zhao Gao is a symbolic agent who touched a teacup. When Fu Su passed the tea fragrance, he said, "Mr. Fu Nian brought us here this time and was really interested in Confucianism. Especially, the three masters of Xiaoshenxian Village are all contemporary people. Presumably, they can not only inherit what their predecessors have learned, but also innovate. At this time, the skylight is just as good as asking three people to discuss it."
Fu Nian and others are awe-inspiring to know that from this moment is the real focus today.
"You should all have heard of some Confucian ideas more or less. What you get from thinking about Confucianism is just a drop in the ocean, and there is not much difference between what you know."
Fu nian’s words came from Xi Chang’s self-modesty, but I didn’t expect him to just say them.
Zhao Gao immediately said, "Mr. Fu Nian said that rational people stay in the study of knives and pens, and they can’t talk about it. They can’t realize the practical experience of sergeant’s study ability, but if they see foreign things, they will immediately be at a loss."
"And the scholar’s research can lead to the poor truth from the surface, and he can explain what he wants without saying a word."
He spoke in a word, but in his earnest words, he implied a frightening feeling, which made the Confucian brother on the accompanying side feel bad
However, for the non-Confucians in the venue, there is nothing inappropriate in his tone of voice and language meaning, and even Fu Su did not stop him from meaning.
"This time, if you ask for advice from Confucianism, if a few people say frankly that they are afraid that we can’t have a deep understanding, it’s better to use the sword as a metaphor to talk about the sword and prove the truth."
Zhao Gao’s eyes swept through Fu Nian’s three people with a smile and a respectful expression. "I don’t know what the three people mean?"
What meaning the word "Tao" has when it was first created in a long time has been traced back, but the word "Tao" has probably acquired the most extraordinary significance in the world after the five thousand words of the old West’s morality in Hangu.
Since Zhao Gao’s Taoist name is also a guest of Xiaoshengxianzhuang at this time, the three Confucian masters will naturally not make a refusal choice
They don’t have that name, and they know that there is no room for refusal when the situation is real. If they want to talk in a different way, they will eventually lose their own style.
It’s still Fu Niankou. "How can it be unreasonable for you to be so kind to this small sage village?"
At this time, Zhang Liang said, "The Confucian classics have their own different opinions. If you want to talk about Taoism, you must not take one person’s opinion to decide the victory or defeat, but obviously you can’t waste time on everyone’s field. Is the Confucian side made up of three of us?"
Just now, Kan Kan talked about Zhao Gao, but at this time, he did not make a positive response, saluted Fu Su and said, "It’s up to the public."
"On the sword, it is no better than drawing a sword and drinking blood to fight for life and death. Even if it can’t guarantee that both sides will be hurt, it still needs to be regulated."
Fu Su arranged in a calm and gaseous way, "Then please ask the three Confucian masters to discuss the three games. Please also keep in mind that today’s concept is not the most important place to discuss the outcome. After the sword comes and goes, you can’t pursue it or fight back desperately."
Zhao Gao Fu Nian and others surrendered together and said, "You should follow the general will."
Zhang Liang’s eyes wandered and looked at the people who might play opposite.
Chu Nangong came to be the first sage of Chu, who disappeared after the demise of Chu, and later appeared again, and somehow became a member of the Yin and Yang family.
This person’s original reputation has never taken up a position even if he becomes a yin and yang family member. Even if he goes to war, he may not be as dedicated as he is.
Although Gongsun Linglong is a famous queen, she is not famous for her pulse. According to her breathing pace, she should have never practiced any martial arts, so don’t think much.
The most dangerous person in the field is actually Zhao Gao.