"Master Bu!"
"I didn't expect to see the Pavilion Master here!"
Even Yu Ji stood up excitedly.
They didn't even have time to attend the poetry reading ceremony.
Walk up quickly and say hello.
"Master Bu, do you have a place to stay now?"
"Yes, in Jingyang."
"Living in Jingyang is too far away." Yu Ji said flatteringly, "It's still early for the prince's wedding, so why don't you stay in Liuyi first?"
"Haha, that's fine."
"That's a deal!" Yu Ji was quite excited, his hands shaking. "I remember the Pavilion Master likes osmanthus wine the most. I'll send someone to Hedong County to buy some."
"No need to bother."
Ning Que smiled silently beside him.
This old man Yu Ji is really cruel!
Master’s favorite is indeed osmanthus wine.
And it is the aged osmanthus wine from Hedong County.
But it is at least five hundred miles away from Chang'an!
There’s nothing I can do about it. Who made Master like me?
Yu Ji was also a scholar.
I had dealt with Bu Suanzi early on.
I have great admiration for him.
Over a decade earlier, Bu Suanzi had visited Chang'an and stayed at the Liuyi Academy. Yu Ji had just taken on the role of dean, shouldering the heavy responsibility of development. He spent the evenings with Bu Suanzi, hearing many of his ideas and thoughts, which he still uses today.
Bu Suanzi emphasized the power of the monarch and the rights of the people, arguing that the two should be mutually restrained. He pointed out that the monarch is like a boat, and the people are like water; water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it. Furthermore, he emphasized the importance of civil governance and military merit, stating that the two complement each other, not oppose each other.
The most promising of the various states of China is Dafeng, but it will need to combine the Way of Kings with the Way of Hegemony. Relying solely on moral governance is bound to be short-lived. How to strike this balance will depend on the methods of the Feng Emperor.
These ideas and concepts were of great benefit to Yu Ji.
I also feel more and more that what Bu Suanzi said is true.
Furthermore, Bu Suanzi's greatest skill was physiognomy. He was proficient in innate divination, claiming to be able to predict everything. Thirty years ago, a military commander from the Shang Dynasty sought his services for fortune-telling.
Bu Suanzi predicted that this man would be promoted to general in three years and a marquis in five, but would starve to death in ten years. The generals naturally scoffed at this, finding it ridiculous. How could he starve to death after being promoted to a marquis and a general?
But what is the result?
Everything that Bu Suanzi said came true.
He was appointed a general in three years and a marquis in five years.
In the tenth year, he was falsely accused of treason. The general preferred death to his own cause, and thought of going on a hunger strike to redress his grievances. He ended up starving himself to death...
When Bu Suanzi arrived in Chang'an, he was asked by the late emperor to perform a divination for the former crown prince. According to his prediction, the former crown prince possessed mediocre talent, was arrogant and cruel by nature, and lacked the qualities to rule as an emperor. Within five years, he would commit a grave error and be deposed.
As it turned out, he was right again!
Over the years, Yu Ji has not been able to defeat many people.
Prince Ning and his son count as two.
Fengdi is one of them.
And there is Bu Suanzi!
"Master."
Lu Bai and Leng Qian moved forward at the same time.
Chen Xia was so anxious that he scratched his head and bowed quickly.
"Greetings, Grandmaster."
"Um?"
Bu Suanzi's clothes were very worn out.
There are still many patches as usual.
But his appearance brought with it an aura.
Seemingly peaceful, yet aloof.
He looked at Chen Xia and nodded slightly.
"I can't even call you a master."
"Your poems aren't very good."
"But you have a lot of ideas."
"Thank you, Master!"
Bu Suanzi nodded gently and looked at Ning Que again. Seeing him holding Shen Qinghe's hand, he suddenly said with a smile, "You little bastard, you've taken away all the cabbages from my house. If I had known you were such a bastard, I shouldn't have taken you in in the first place."
"father--"
Shen Qinghe blushed with embarrassment.
Ning Que had already developed a thick skin, so he said with a smile: "If you don't accept me, wouldn't that ruin a good relationship? And without me, wouldn't Kunlun Mountain be very boring?"
"You little bastard!"
"You're being funny, but you've been giving me a lot of trouble. The good atmosphere of the Shenji Pavilion has been corrupted by you, kid. You must have eaten a lot of the pigeons I carefully raised, right?"
“That’s not all I ate…”
Ning Que scratched his head awkwardly.
To him, Bu Suanzi is like his father.
Once a teacher, always a father is not just a saying.
It was only when Ning Que descended the mountain that Bu Suanzi learned the truth. After pondering it for a long time, he asked the disciples of the Divine Machine Pavilion to help him investigate. Bu Suanzi also agreed to Shen Qinghe's subsequent trip to Xiliang, and even gave her a generous amount of travel expenses.
Seeing the two finally achieve their goal, Bu Suanzi was quite satisfied. Back in Kunlun Mountain, he had known Shen Qinghe's intentions, but he had never exposed them. Unfortunately, Ning Que was still too young at the time, laughing and joking all day long, always avoiding Shen Qinghe.
"What are you doing?"
"A family reunion meeting?!"
The generals behind Park Duanchang couldn't help but shout.
Then he was slapped by Park Duanchang.
"Shut up!"
Park Duanchang was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
This is just stupid!
Lu Bai is hard enough to deal with, and now there’s Leng Qian too.
Now even the legendary Master of the Shen Ji Pavilion has come!
Why don't you run away now? How dare you complain?
Only then did Bu Suanzi turn around.
Looking at the presumptuous Park Duanchang and others.
"Your name is Park Duanchang, right?"
“Yes, yes, yes…”
"Do you know Kim Sun-shin?"
"He is my mentor."
Bu Suanzi nodded. "I remember he once went to Kunlun Mountain. Seeing how persistent he was, I allowed him to attend a few classes. If I remember correctly, he even stole a lot of books before leaving. But since I knew he wanted to learn, I didn't stop him. So, is this how he taught you?"
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