Chapter 1622

Huatian Xingyu Confucian garden.

Yang Junshan's visit was obviously somewhat unexpected to Han Chongxian Zun.

"Ha ha, Han Daoyou, take the liberty to visit Yan Zongsheng this time. I wonder if Zongsheng has time?" Yang Junshan asked with a smile.

Yang Junshan has great respect for Yan Zongsheng. Although Yan Zongsheng is a famous teacher among Confucianism, he can't teach students. However, Yang Junshan has benefited from Yan Zongsheng for several times. First, he preached the piano sound, and then realized the true meaning of "inclusiveness" in the noble righteousness. Strictly speaking, Yan's heart is far away from Yang Junshan, which can be regarded as a friendship of half teachers.

Compared with Yang Junshan's free and easy, Han Chongxian Zun looked at Yang Junshan and looked a little complicated. Seeing that Yang Junshan came, he first saluted respectfully and said, "I've seen the immortal Zun of Junshan."

Yang Junshan quickly turned aside and said in dismay, "Han Daoyou, what are you doing?"

"The ceremony cannot be abolished!"

After Han Chongxian Zun said this, he got up and said with a trace of apology: "Xian Zun is afraid it was an unfortunate time. Master, his old man is not in the Confucian garden now."

"No?"

Yang Junshan was slightly stunned and hurriedly asked, "do you know where Zongsheng has gone and when he will return?"

"Sorry, I'm sorry..."

Han Chongxian Zun gave a speech, but then just shook his head.

Yang Junshan saw a trace of hesitation from Han Chongxian Zun's expression. He knew from the bottom of his heart that Han Chongxian was upright and could not tell a lie. It was only inconvenient to disclose Yan Zongsheng's whereabouts.

Yang Junshan was disappointed, but he had no choice. He was about to leave, but suddenly heard a loud smile from outside the Confucian garden.

"Lao Yan, have you come back from the Fengtian star world so soon? How about finding Taichu Xuanguang?"

The array prohibition in the Confucian garden made it impossible for people outside to find out Yang Junshan's identity, but the smell of his great Luo fairyland remained when the Confucian garden was opened. Obviously, the visitor misunderstood and regarded Yang Junshan as Yan Zongsheng.

A man turned from the edge of the bamboo forest with several scrolls under his arms. At the moment he saw Yang Junshan, his face changed: "is it you?"

Yang Junshan was slightly stunned, but he didn't remember that he knew another Confucian sect Saint besides Yan Xinyuan. However, at this time, Yang Junshan had a flash of inspiration in his mind and said, "you are Liu Zizheng, Liu Zongsheng?"

The visitor threw several scrolls under his arm into Han Chongxian Zun's hand. Although he looked a little unchanged, he still didn't lack etiquette. He arched his hand and said, "you are a friend of Junshan Road, but Liu doesn't know that you have a lot of friendship with elder martial brother Yan, and you can enter the Confucian garden."

In the battle for Hongmeng purple gas, although Yang Junshan never fought with Liuzi, several Da Luo xianzun who participated in the battle for Hongmeng purple gas knew each other when they reviewed the battle afterwards.

Compared with Yang Junshan's success in winning Hongmeng purple gas, Liu Zizheng's luck is much worse. The Hongmeng purple gas that had already been obtained was secretly attacked and taken away at the last moment. It is inevitable that Liu Zi looked unhappy when he saw Yang Junshan.

Yang Junshan can also guess where the hostility on the front of Liuzi comes from. Although the other party's attitude is not good, Yang Junshan doesn't take it to heart and smiles: "I came here to ask elder Yan for some advice, but I didn't think that the elder went to find the same words that will be in the world. The higher the cultivation and calligraphy attainments, the greater the power of writing.

However, the same article often needs not only the cultivation and calligraphy level of monks, but also the writing and rhetoric of the article, as well as the content and intention, and even the different understandings of different monks for the same article.

Yang Junshan glanced at Han Chongxian Zun's stack of scrolls. Although these scrolls are only rubbings, the object of copying is the authentic work of Yasheng, and in the process of copying, they often integrate the feelings of the copying person. Therefore, regardless of these rubbings, when they are really used against the enemy, their power may not be worse than Xianfu.

Han Chongxian Zun wanted to get the rubbings of Yan Zongsheng's imitation of Qiu Sheng's authentic works. He was embarrassed to directly take away the calligraphy and seal scrolls sent by Liu Zi, so he first placed these scrolls on the stone table in the Confucian garden.

Seeing that Yang Junshan's eyes were staring at these scrolls for a moment, Liu Zizheng joked with a hint of teasing: "why, does Yang Daoyou really have a plan to study calligraphy and seal characters? Isn't it?"

Yang Junshan hesitated and said, "Yang just admires several sages of the Confucian family and wants to have a look at their authentic handwriting. Although these are rubbings, Yang has little talent and knowledge, and at most he just looks like a shape. I don't think he will reveal the secret biographies of the Confucian family. I don't know if you can open these scrolls to feast Yang's eyes?"

Liu Zi was laughing when he heard the speech, and said, "why not? My Confucianism stresses' education without class', and Yang Daoyou is interested in my Confucianism. I'm so happy that it's too late. How can I leave my broom and cherish myself“

After that, Liu Zi did it himself, unfolding and hanging the scrolls on the stone table for Yang Junshan to observe.

The handwriting on these copied rubbings may be majestic, natural and elegant, or ancient, but there is no doubt that each volume of rubbings has a strong power to seal it.

However, what Yang Junshan wants to figure out is not the real mystery of these calligraphy and seal characters. This calligraphy and seal characters is a secret that Confucianism does not spread. The willow looks generous. How can he not know the key hole? He just wants to see Yang Junshan make a fool of himself, but what he didn't expect is that Yang Junshan didn't want to study calligraphy and seal characters at all, His real purpose is just to find out the real writer of the scroll of bamboo slips in his hand by comparing the handwriting of these rubbings.

Unfortunately, according to Liu Zizheng, the authentic works of these volumes of rubbings include the three Asian saints of Confucianism. Although the writing situations of the rubbings are different, Yang Junshan can be sure that the handwriting on the volume of bamboo slips he owns is not the same as any scroll rubbings.

"What's the matter, Yang Daoyou? What do you think?" Liu Zi asked with a smile on one side.

Ignoring the teasing in Liuzi's Zhengyan, Yang Junshan looked at the direction Han Chongxian Zun had left before and said, "when can Han Daoyou bring the authentic work of Qiu Sheng copied by Yan Zongsheng?"

Liu Zizheng's face sank and sneered, "Yang Daoyou is too ambitious, isn't he?"

Yang Junshan didn't seem to hear Liu Zizheng's words. His eyes suddenly lit up and said, "come!"

Although Liu Zizheng was angry, it could be seen that Han Chongxian Zun really came with a bamboo slip in his hand, but it also made him forget his unhappiness for a moment and stared at the roll of bamboo slips without blinking.

"Is this the authentic work of Qiu Sheng copied by Lao Yan? Lao Yan is willing to copy the rubbings, but he also uses bamboo slips made of Jasper bamboo!"

Although Liu Zizheng said so, he looked a little impatient.

Han Chongxian Zun had just approached, and Liu Zizheng had grabbed the bamboo slips from him. He murmured, "I don't know how old Yan's rubbing can get the charm of Qiu Sheng."

Han Chongxian Zun didn't think so, but said with a smile: "according to the agreement between master and martial uncle Yan, the disciples put away these scroll rubbings brought by martial uncle."

Liu Zizheng sniffed the words, and the corners of his eyes were drawn. Although the copied rubbings of the second sage's authentic works were not comparable to this volume of Qiu Sheng's authentic rubbings, they were also collected by him with great effort. Now, just to observe the Qiu Sheng's authentic rubbings, he wanted to give all these to others. Liu Zizheng had an agreement before, and it was painful for a time.

"Take it away, don't stay here!"

Liu Zi was turning his face and shaking his sleeves impatiently.

Han Chongxian Zun smiled and just put away these scroll rubbings, Liu Zizheng couldn't wait to unfold the bamboo slips.

With the sound of "clattering", the bamboo slips opened slowly in Han chongxianzun's hands. Both Liu Zizheng and Yang Junshan stared at this moment.