Taixue Palace.

East courtyard.

In the vegetable garden.

Li Ziye turned around, pulled out a small green vegetable, washed it, divided it into two, and handed half to the little princess next to him.

Wan Rongrong took the small green vegetables and looked puzzled.

"Click."

Li Ziye stuffed half of his green vegetables into his mouth and ate most of it in one bite.

aside.

Wan Rongrong was stunned when he saw this.

Confucius looked distressed and shook his head. His vegetables had not grown up yet.

This kid is truly a disaster.

Wan Rongrong came back to his senses and followed Li Ziye's example, putting the green vegetables into his mouth and trying to take a small bite.

Green vegetables are slightly bitter and sweet, and the taste is not unpleasant.

"There are only five months left in the competition between you and the Suzaku Saint. How about you? How sure are you?"

Confucius looked at the boy in front of him and asked.

"There isn't one in half of Chengdu."

Li Ziye responded casually while eating, "I can still beat the ordinary fourth realms. The fourth realms of Huo Lin'er and Little Red Riding Hood's level are too powerful and I can't beat them."

"Didn't you say that there are exceptions to everything? You are a bit confident."

Confucius smiled and said, "No matter what, I give myself a 10% chance of winning."

"What I call seeking truth from facts."

Li Ziye squatted down, buried the leftover vegetable roots back as usual, and said, "There are still five months, I have to think of a way, just kidding, no matter what, I can't really lose."

Already."

"There will be a lot of people watching your battle, including many great practitioners of the Five Realms. They can't escape their eyes with hidden weapons, poisoning and other destructive tricks, so don't have any wrong ideas." Confucius reminded.

"I know, I'm not stupid."

Li Ziye buried the roots of the vegetables with soil and poured some water. He stood up immediately and said seriously, "Besides, I am not such a person."

"Oh."

Kong Qiu directly ignored the second half of the boy in front of him and said, "You can do whatever you want, as long as you don't lose. You still have the power of my Confucian Heavenly Book, so if you let others take it away, even I will do it."

It hurts."

"I know."

Li Ziye responded and looked outside. When he saw that all those from the Taixue Palace had left, he was ready to leave.

On the side, Wan Rongrong just finished eating the green vegetables in his hand and stood there handsomely, not disturbing the conversation between the two of them.

Li Ziye glanced at the quiet little girl beside him and smiled.

In fact, this little girl is quite attractive, but it's not the kind of love between men and women.

At this time, Confucius also noticed the little girl next to the boy from the Li family. He thought about it and said, "Little princess, I give you something."

After saying that, Confucius turned around and walked into the wooden house at the back. Not long after, he walked out holding a rusty ancient sword.

Li Ziye looked slightly startled when he saw this. How did this old man pick up such a broken sword?

"This sword is called Taisu."

Confucius said, "I accidentally picked it up when I was traveling in Kyushu a thousand years ago. This sword has been stained with the blood of the gods, but it has not been used for too long and seems to be a little rusty. You can take it back and sharpen it yourself."

"

When Li Ziye heard this, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Grind it?

She is the daughter of King Wu, so she has no shortage of famous swords, okay?

"Thank you, Master Confucian."

Wan Rongrong was not as realistic as Li Gouzi. When she saw the Confucian leader giving her something, a happy look appeared on her face. She took the rusty broken sword and saluted respectfully.

"Old man, you can't be more generous and give me something reliable."

Li Ziye stepped forward, looked at it for a long time but couldn't see any difference in the broken sword, and said very dissatisfied.

"Little girl, you have to remember that the path to martial arts and external objects are not important."

Confucius ignored the boy in front of him, and God gently reminded him, "The most important thing is the heart."

"yes!"

Wan Rongrong understood and saluted again.

Confucius smiled, nodded, and said, "Go back."

On the side, Li Ziye watched an old man and a young man playing riddles with confusion on his face.

What does it mean to be heartless?

Can the little princess understand?

No, he can't understand it.

A quarter of an hour later.

Li Ziye left the east courtyard with the little princess.

Finally, I couldn't help but ask, "Little princess, what did the old man, the Confucian leader, mean by his last words?"

"Martial arts lies in the heart." Wan Rongrong replied.

Li Ziye looked confused when he heard this. Isn't this just empty talk without any nutrition?

Is it possible that only people with high talent can understand it, while people with low talent are not qualified to understand?

rear.

In the small courtyard.

Confucius withdrew his gaze and showed a happy smile on his face.

A clear mind is rare.

He knows everything in just one click, and is much easier to teach than that boy from the Li family.

Although there is no distinction between Confucianism and Confucianism, who wouldn’t want to teach a few talented students?

At least it saves you a lot of worry, right?

The sun will set.

Outside the Taixue Palace.

Li Ziye and Wan Rongrong each got on the carriage.

Everyone goes back to his own home and looks for his own mother.

It's impossible to be together.

It’s not the way to go.

at the same time.

Royal Palace.

Shouan Hall.

When Emperor Shang heard the report from his chamberlain, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Is it possible that the legitimate son of the Li family and the young princess of Guanshan Palace are really going to get together?

Unexpectedly, the Li family’s final choice for the legitimate son was the daughter of the Guanshan Wang family.

Really shrewd.

Of all the nobles in the court, the Prince of Guanshan has the lowest sense of belonging to the court.

He knows this better than anyone else.

Too careless.

Emperor Shang looked at the chess game in front of him, thought for a long time, and then said, "Go and invite the queen."

"yes!"

On the side, the chamberlain took the order and immediately turned around and left.

Outside Shouan Hall.
To be continued...