There is also spring for passers-by

Nangong Xin didn't believe it at first, but everything that happened in the next month came true.

She wandered around the capital for a few days and finally saw Wen Wan. She was very excited. Seeing that Wen Wan bought a cart of flowers from outside the city this morning, she moved the flowers from the cave into the car and pretended to be selling flowers to lure Wen Wan into the trap.

"My secrets cannot be known to others. If you enter my space again, you will die."

But anyone who enters her space will die even if he is a Mahayana cultivator. She clenched the sword in her hand. When Nangong Xin was suffocated to death, a Nascent Soul flew out of her sea of ​​consciousness, but found that the Nascent Soul felt a great pressure here.

"How could that be? You...you're not at the Nascent Soul stage?"

The Nascent Soul was puzzled, but before it could figure it out, it was hit by Wen Wan's sword and turned into a pure spiritual power that dissipated in the space inside its body.

The old woman's body was destroyed because her Nascent Soul was destroyed, and it turned into a pillar of spiritual power that shot up into the sky. This was space. When the pillar reached the top of the space, it turned into green leaves and fell down.

The death of a powerful monk is good. There won’t even be a corpse left. It is all condensed spiritual power.

Such a powerful vitality force shows that Nangong Xin has a single wood spiritual root and is very likely a wood spiritual body, which makes her get a great bargain.

Wen Wan discovered that the girl's soul was sleeping. She searched her body and found a storage jade pendant and two storage bags. She carried the girl out of the space and took away the spirit beast bag on the table when she left. She left the courtyard at an extremely fast speed.

The girl's biological father was a son of the Nangong family, and her mother was a mortal. They fell in love, but were not accepted by the Nangong family, so they married in the mortal world. After her mother gave birth to her, her biological father's wife came to find her. In a rage, the wife tortured and killed her mother in front of the seven-year-old girl.

The young girl Nangong Fang harbors deep resentment towards her cowardly father. If her father had not deceived her into marriage and pretended to be unmarried, her biological mother would not have married him. And her stepmother, knowing that mortals only live for a few short decades, refused to give her mother some time and even brutally tortured her to death.

Wen Wan did not kill Nangong Fang. Judging from her fate, Nangong Fang had no sin of killing and was not guilty of the death penalty. If he died in vain, it would be a cause and effect.

But she felt no guilt about killing Nangong Xin. This woman had lived for nearly five thousand years, and she had killed countless people. Even handsome mortals she'd killed when she got tired of playing with them. She'd killed countless innocent men. She loved disguising herself as an old woman, searching for handsome men for her pleasure.

Yan Guilai saw that it was already past noon and Wen Wan had not returned yet, so he ordered the servants in the Imperial Master's Mansion to look for her.

Wen Wan was pushing a cart of flowers around West City, calling out, "Flowers for sale! Flowers for sale! Orchids, peonies, peonies—everything available."

After killing a counterattack fast-traveler from the Dark Realm and then killing Nangong Xin, the space closed again, but the storage bag on his body could still be used.

After shouting for an hour, I only sold two pots. It's not easy to be a small vendor. You have to work in the wind and sun, and you don't make much money.

A pot of peonies costs two taels and six hundred coins. This is the price when buying it from a flower garden outside the city. However, the buyer is only willing to give ten coins more and says that the price in the flower garden outside the city is two taels and six hundred coins.

He is an educated man and knows more about flower prices than she does.

Inside the wall, the sound of reading could be heard, as if a teacher was giving a lecture.

Wen Wan stopped and looked up at the sky above the house. She finally saw the Confucian spirit. It was colorful. The red wasn't the fiery red of spiritual roots, but the bright red she was familiar with, much like the red flag of the Central Kingdom of the Blue Star. The green was a beautiful bright green...

There is a sense of righteousness in his talent.

“In times of peace, be prepared for danger. If you are prepared, you will be safe.”

This is the voice of Mr. Inside the Wall.

“Teachers worry first.”

The two states of Qi and Lu were jointly protected by the Confucian school and Xiaoyao City. When the Confucian disciples entered the world to gain experience and learn, they mostly came to these two countries, where the literary style was the most prosperous.

"Third Brother, you don't understand the teacher's heart. Qi and Lu are currently at peace, but the neighboring Chu people are warlike..."

They are all current affairs. Wen Wan doesn’t understand politics, but she can listen.

There are too many factions in Confucianism, such as the Legalists, the Agriculturalists, the Diplomats, the Mohists, etc., unlike Taoism which has the Three Pure Ones.

The Zen and Tantric sects of Buddhism have different moral principles and sometimes have disputes.

Several Confucian disciples inside were arguing about what their teacher was worried about. Some said it was the current situation, while others thought it was the fact that Qi and Lu would marry again. After all, the princess chosen for marriage had a lover, who was also a Confucian disciple, and they were in love with each other, so they were afraid they would be forced to separate.

Wen Wan watched them bicker in bewilderment and spoke aloud, "Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself. In high positions, one worries about the people; in remote places, one worries about the ruler. Advancing brings worry, and retreat brings worry. So when is there joy? It must be said, 'Worry about the world before you enjoy it, and be happy after you enjoy it.' Your concern for the ruler and the people is touching. You benefit the people in times of peace and offer advice to the ruler in times of crisis."

Hearing the sound, people from inside the high wall looked out, "Who's outside?"

A servant rushed out, opened the side door, took a look, and then rushed to report: "Sir, there is a little Taoist nun selling flowers outside."

The master felt that this young nun was quite knowledgeable and immediately said, "Please come in!"

Wen Wan saw that someone had invited her, so she did not refuse. Instead, she parked the flower car outside the side door and walked in confidently.

She clasped her fists and bowed.

There were six people sitting in the yard, and a man in his early thirties was sitting on the armchair above.

Disciple B: Where did this little nun come from? How could she say such words?

The teacher clasped his fists and said, "Confucius said, 'When three people walk together, there must be one who can be my teacher.'"

"The weather is hot, and it's quite cool under the wall, so I stood outside for a while. I hope you will understand, sir. I didn't mean to disturb your lecture. I was really moved for a moment."

Disciple C looked at Wen Wan and asked, "You're a Taoist disciple, and you're actually running a business?"

"My teacher at the school once said that to leave the world, one must enter it. During the school's summer vacation, I wanted to understand the sufferings of the people."

The little Taoist nun has entered the world to experience the sufferings of the people, so why do I feel that this is not something a Taoist disciple would do.

"What the young Taoist priest said just now outside the wall was like thunder in my ears. What a way to worry about the world before you worry about yourself, and be happy after the world is happy. It was so well said!"

"I dare not, I dare not." This was not what she said, but an article written by an ancient poet named Fan Zhongyan from her hometown, which she borrowed for reference.

The teacher asked the servant to move the chair and served tea.

Wen Wan brought the tea and took two sips.

"In times of peace, we benefit the people; in times of danger, we offer advice to the emperor. Little Taoist Priest, how do you think we should benefit the people in times of peace?"

"It's a peaceful time now, but do the people really have enough food to eat when they're hungry and warm clothes to wear when they're cold?"

Even in times of peace, there are still people who do not have enough to eat.

"Little Daoist friend, how do you think we can change the current situation?"

"Sir, do you know what the harvest is currently like on the fertile farms of the people of Qi? What is the annual income of ordinary people living in the mountains and countryside?"

Disciple A said, "The best quality farmland can produce 100 catties of rice and 30 catties of millet..."

Several people asked how much ordinary people with land could harvest in a year.

Wen Wan asked, "Can a mountain peach tree bear large pears?"

She pointed to the pear tree in the yard that was laden with fruit.

The servant replied, "Of course I can't."