Film and TV: Traveling through countless worlds at the same time

His eyes were fixed on Lu Xiao.

After a long pause, he suddenly asked, "You know who it is, right?"

As expected of Wei Yuan.

Although there is no basis for this, the most accurate judgment has been made.

Lu Xiao said frankly, "Yes, the man behind this is Earl Pingyuan!"

"Pingyuan Bo."

As Wei Yuan spoke, he tapped the table lightly with his fingers.

Every sound struck Lu Xiao's heartbeat.

After a while, he spoke.

"It seems this case truly belongs to my Night Watchman's Office. I won't ask where you got the clue to this case, but can you tell me if you have any personal grudges against me?"

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He had anticipated this problem when Lu Xiao mentioned Pingyuanbo's name.

Wei Yuan knew his identity because he must have known what happened at the poetry gathering last night.

Given his talent, Lu Xiao wasn't surprised at all that he raised this question.

He calmly replied, "My dissatisfaction with Duke Wei was initially motivated by personal vendetta, a desire to teach the legitimate son of the Earl of Pingyuan a lesson. However, after coming to grips with this case, it no longer has anything to do with personal vendetta. Duke Wei, are you willing to take on this case now?"

Wei Yuan chuckled softly and said, "Little rascal, alright, since you say it has nothing to do with personal grudges, I'll take the case. I can promise you that no matter how powerful the person behind this is, my Night Watchman's Office will investigate thoroughly. But as the price for luring me into this, you have to answer one question."

As expected, once he met Wei Yuan, no matter how well Lu Xiao had prepared, he still couldn't hide anything from him.

Fortunately, Wei Yuan is just like that.

He is not afraid of joining the game. As long as it is for the good of the people, he is willing to die.

Not to mention that it was just a case that he was investigating with a junior.

Seeing Wei Yuan so happy, Lu Xiao naturally wanted to return the favor.

"Just ask, Lord Wei. I promise to tell you everything I know."

Wei Yuan picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and then slowly asked.

"Has the stone tablet that Cheng Yasheng left behind at Yunlu Academy been broken?"

Lu Xiao's eyes were clear, and he nodded seriously.

"Yes!"

The reason why Zhao Shou wanted to conceal this matter was because he didn't know who he could truly trust.

But Lu Xiao was different.

At least he knew that telling Wei Yuan about this would only benefit Yunlu Academy.

Of course, Lu Xiao wouldn't say too much.

Just let Wei Yuan know that Cheng Yasheng's stone tablet is broken.

But Wei Yuan was determined to get to the bottom of it.

He immediately asked, "How did you break it?"

Lu Xiao's lips curled up slightly, and he imitated Wei Yuan's earlier actions, slowly picking up the tea and taking a sip.

Then he said with an embarrassed look, "Duke Wei, you just said you only asked one question, and I have already answered it."

As soon as these words came out, veins suddenly popped up on Wei Yuan's forehead.

After a long while, he finally spoke.

"You scholars are so annoying!"

Chapter 118 Wei Yuan and the others were shocked

Hearing Wei Yuan teasing him in front of him, Lu Xiao subconsciously said:

"You night watchmen aren't particularly popular!"

As soon as these words were spoken, silence fell over the tea room.

Yang Yan, who was standing behind Wei Yuan, had already widened his eyes.

No one had ever dared to speak to Wei Yuan in such a tone before.

But the next moment, Wei Yuan suddenly laughed heartily.

"Hahaha, you really are different from your teacher."

Although this was the second time I said this, my feelings at this moment were completely different from before.

After laughing, he said immediately.

"Get lost, you little rascal, wait in the government office for a while. I'll have Yang Yan find you and help you investigate the case."

It seemed that Wei Yuan didn't want to know what he was talking about next with Yang Yan.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have to chase people away.

Just let Yang Yan go with him.

Fine, go away if you want. You are a big boss and your "993" is awesome.

Without saying anything, Lu Xiao stood up, clasped his fists towards Wei Yuan, and then left Haoqi Tower.

After his back disappeared, Wei Yuan looked at Yang Yan and asked.

"What do you think of this Confucian saint?"

Yang Yan thought for a moment, then said, "Foster father, I feel like I can't see through him, and I'm a little confused."

"Tell me." Wei Yuan said.

"When he first came in, he appeared gentle and refined, but in reality, he possessed an extraordinary confidence and arrogance, which was in line with his status and age. However, once he sat down, he suddenly transformed into a cunning fox. Although he seemed frank and sincere, his words revealed a maturity and scheming that was beyond his age. More importantly, his aura was not inferior to yours, my godfather. I really can't understand this."

Yang Yan spoke.

The last point alone is suspicious.

Wei Yuan has been in a high position for many years. His opponent is the leader of many factions in the court and the current Emperor Dafeng.

In such a position, he has exuded an aura for many years, which logically should not be something a young man with little experience in the world can resist.

This has nothing to do with talent or anything like that.

It's simply because of experience and status.

After he finished speaking, Wei Yuan then said, "Yang Yan, once you have a deep understanding of yourself, even if that person's status is higher than yours, you won't feel any fear when facing him, just like I did when I met His Majesty. Do you understand?"

Yang Yan thought for a moment, then said, "Godfather, are you saying that he knows you very well?"

Wei Yuan nodded. "Yes, I can tell from his eyes that he's very familiar with me. Perhaps even more familiar than I imagined. I even suspect that even if I rejected his case just now because he had selfish motives, he would still have a way to force me to change my mind."

"How is that possible?" Yang Yan didn't believe it.

In his opinion, once Wei Yuan made a decision, not even Emperor Yuan Jing could change it.

Not to mention a young man like Lu Xiao.

Wei Yuan said, "Nothing is impossible in this world. Although I can't quite put my finger on it, it should be true. Also, don't you see how powerful his cultivation is?"

Yang Yan said, "As a Confucian saint, it's only natural that he should be stronger in Confucianism and Taoism. However, last night he left a poem in the void at the Princess's residence, and used the poem's meaning to summon strange phenomena from heaven and earth. This method is extremely mysterious and seems beyond the reach of ordinary Confucian practitioners."

In other words, Yang Yan is a warrior and doesn't know much about the Confucian system.

That's why I say that.

But Wei Yuan was different. Although he was also a warrior, his understanding of the Confucian and Taoist cultivation systems was no less than that of Dean Zhao Shou.

If not, he would not be able to use the power of the Confucian Sage's Carving Knife and the Sub-Sage's Confucian Crown in the future, and even less so would he be able to summon the heroic spirit of the Confucian Sage from the vast river of time and space.

"You're wrong. The method he used last night is unique to the entire world, not just ordinary Confucian practitioners. It's not a replica of any other cultivation system, nor is it a Confucian method. His ambition is enormous, seemingly aiming to reshape the Confucian and Taoist cultivation system, and not just with a single thought."

Wei Yuan couldn't help but sigh at this.

"The young are truly formidable. But having said that, the poem he wrote last night was truly magnificent. Once this poem is published, I'm afraid no one in the future will dare to write about the moon again."

Yang Yan was stunned and subconsciously asked, "Is his poem so powerful?"

Wei Yuan couldn't help but roll his eyes at him. "I told you to read more, but you didn't listen. All you do is practice martial arts all day long. A warrior needs brains, too."

A rare blush appeared on Yang Yan's serious face.

At this time, Wei Yuan continued, "But what I was asking about just now wasn't actually his Confucian and Taoist cultivation. As you said, as the Confucian saint, it's only natural that he has a strong Confucian and Taoist cultivation. But don't you see any difference between him and ordinary Confucian practitioners?"

Yang Yan really didn't know this time, so he could only shake his head honestly.

Wei Yuan reminded: "The power of Qi and blood."

Yang Yan finally realized: "That's right, the Qi and blood in him are very strong, which doesn't seem like what a scholar should have."

Although the levels of other systems have been raised, the practitioner's physical quality will also be improved simultaneously.

But logically speaking, it is definitely not possible to reach this level of Chengdu.

Wei Yuan said, "Not only is he powerful, the Qi and blood in his body far surpass yours. Furthermore, he also has traces of having practiced high-level body-building techniques. This means that, in addition to being a Confucian cultivator comparable to a great scholar in an academy, he is also a martial artist whose cultivation is close to that of a third-grade warrior."

The great scholars in the academy mentioned here refer to Zhang Shen and others, not the second-rank great scholars in the Confucian system.

"Practicing both Confucianism and martial arts! How is that possible?" Yang Yan suddenly exclaimed.

In the Dafeng world, the extraordinary powers of different systems will repel each other.

Unless one is gifted and has great luck.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to study other systems concurrently.

Moreover, at Lu Xiao's current age, being able to cultivate one of the Confucianism and martial arts to the middle third level is already a talent that is rarely seen in a century.

If he were to cultivate both, his level of cultivation would probably be beyond the realm of genius.

Wei Yuan also nodded: "Yes, how is that possible, but it is indeed the truth."

The slight movement of his pupils seemed to tell others that his heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

Of course, Yang Yan would not doubt Wei Yuan's vision. After all, Wei Yuan was once a martial artist of the second rank Hedao realm.

Although 1.7 is gone after the repair, the eyesight is still there.

If Lu Xiao was also practicing other supernatural systems, he might be able to hide it from Wei Yuan.

But he also chose to cultivate the ways of the warrior.

Therefore, Wei Yuan's judgment was definitely not wrong.

After a long while, Wei Yuan's voice rang out again, interrupting Yang Yan's shock.

"Yang Yan, I have a task for you."

Yang Yan immediately said, "Father, it's up to you."

Wei Yuan said, "Later, when you're working with him on the case, I want you to observe him closely and remember his every word and action. Words and actions are all born from the heart. I want to know what kind of person this Confucian saint is. This is very important."

At this moment, his eyes were filled with deep thoughts, and no one knew what he was thinking.

However, Yang Yan never asked why regarding a mission.

Immediately agreed.

"yes." .

Chapter 119: The Fate of Literature

Night watchman's office, reception hall.

"Aqiu~"

Lu Xiao couldn't help but sneeze.

Subconsciously, he said, "Could it be that the old fox is teasing me again after I left?"

Never mind, never mind, it's not important.

I was in a hurry to leave the Princess's Mansion last night, and then I was busy all night, so I had no free time.

After finishing "Song of Water Melody," Lu Xiao felt that the literary energy within him suddenly became much stronger.