The cold wind blows in autumn.

Tai'an City, which used to be prosperous in the past, has become a bit desolate due to the changes in the current situation in recent days.

It feels like a storm is coming.

"You want to say goodbye and plan to travel around the world?"

Taixue Palace, in front of Zheng Xiu's residence.

The scribe in gray shirt looked surprised. Looking at the serious face of the young man in front of him, he frowned: "This has only lasted more than half a year, why do you have to say goodbye?"

"There are so many classics in the Taixue Palace. Even if it takes another three to five years, you still won't be able to understand them all. Why not stay a little longer."

"Zhang Xiu, the leader of your Zhang family, also wants you to study here for a while, and then the family and your teacher will come forward to recommend you to become an official."

Speaking of this, Zheng Xiu sighed slightly:

"I have to say that you are the most outstanding disciple I have had in all these years."

"After reading through the annotations of the Five Classics, one day the literary spirit is born and cultivated. Today, the literary spirit can be cultivated to such a profound level. It is only one step away from forming a literary heart!"

"In just one year, you have surpassed so many great scholars and sages throughout the ages!"

"My original intention as a teacher is that you will inherit my legacy, but judging from your behavior and intentions these days, it seems that you haven't given up yet..."

The wind blew by, and next to Zheng Xiu's simple wooden house, there were two old trees. The fallen leaves gradually turned yellow, slowly falling from the branches, and rolled up to the feet of the two of them.

"Master Zheng, in my opinion, the first three are not as important as the last one in terms of cultivating oneself, harmonizing one's family, governing the country, and bringing peace to the world."

"When I became a disciple that day, I told you that what I want as a disciple is to follow the way of the Confucian sages and embark on the path of enlightening the world."

"And this disciple has been studying in Taixue Palace for more than half a year, and the disciples have benefited a lot and gained a lot. All of this is due to the teacher's teachings, and I dare not forget it."

"Now that you have accomplished something, it's time to test the results."

“As the saying goes, it is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books.”

"Now outside the city of Tai'an, I see that all living beings in the world are suffering. Disasters and epidemics have occurred frequently, and people's livelihoods have withered. As people who study and seek the truth, we should have the ambition to help the world."

"So I want to travel to the thirteen states to see what kind of truth I can use to forge my literary heart and spiritual path!"

The young man's hair was messy and fluttering in the autumn wind, but his dark eyes were extremely calm and calm. It seemed that he spoke these words after careful consideration.

Seeing this, Zheng Xiu nodded slowly, with relief on his face.

"There is a hierarchy of learning about the Tao, and there are specializations in the arts. The Tao of being a teacher seems small in front of your magnanimous spirit."

"Since you have given up your intention, I won't persuade you any more."

"Since my disciple is ready to pursue the path that he has been looking for all his life, and he has not regretted it even after nine deaths, how can the teacher trap you?"

"Go ahead. If you want anything, remember to write a letter and let me know."

"Because I also want to see what the way to educate the world that you, a child, has always been seeking to look like..."

Zheng Xiu smiled lightly and said with a hint of melancholy.

This autumn is indeed an eventful time.

Huangfu, a famous general in the world, was instigated by eunuchs and sycophants. He argued in the court in anger and ignored the emperor's majesty. He was sent to the countryside and is now idle at home.

Lu Zhi and others were often relegated because they wrote letters to dissuade him, and even he himself was slightly affected.

Although his cultivation level is close to him and his life will not be in danger, if his official career is not smooth and the emperor is blind, how can this be a sign of a prosperous age?

In this world, if he wants to find a piece of clarity and teach the world, Zheng Xiu doesn't know whether he should call his disciple persistent or stupid.

But no matter which path he takes, he will not discourage his disciples from practicing.

Because maybe this is the way he seeks in this life.

"If you have nowhere to go in the end, or your ambitions are unfulfilled, just come back."

"For the past six months, I have watched your studies closely. I will always have a place for you in this thatched cottage as my teacher."

"Even if you can't help the world, it's still a good thing to have a clean place to write books and biography, and to open up some luck for future generations of literature."

"go Go."

Zheng Xiu looked at the polite disciple in front of him, smiled lightly, and waved his hand.

Then, he turned around and walked back into the house.

And between the open door, all the facilities in the wooden house were still a desk and wooden stools on both sides, nothing more.

Breeze on both sleeves, extremely simple, nothing more than that.

...

In Tai'an City, there is an elegant room.

The young man in brocade clothes and with a majestic look on his eyebrows looked at the man wearing a scarlet robe sitting opposite him and drinking, and he took the lead in speaking:

"he's gone?"

After finishing speaking, the man opposite raised the jade cup and drank it all in one gulp. Then he made a 'tsk' sound and said:

"gone."

"The disciples of Duke Zheng in the Taixue Palace can become famous in the Taixue Palace in just over half a year. Their academic achievements are comparable to those of the chief disciples of many great Confucian sects. They should not be underestimated."

"What's more important is that his ambition is not small. I have a vague feeling that this boy will be the one who stirs up the world in the future."

"Because of his ambition..."

The young man was faintly drunk, and his words were somewhat melancholy, but fortunately when he said the last sentence, he suddenly got excited and did not continue.

The young man sitting opposite him didn't care after hearing this. He just accepted his words and said with a smile:

"He is indeed a great talent. My good brother has suffered a lot because of this guy in the past six months."

"My father mentioned this matter and scolded him for his kindness. I guess he already hated that person to the core, but it gave me a lot of leisure for nothing."

"It's just a pity. After all, he can be called a friend. Why did he leave Tai'an and not contact us? At least put a table of wine to see him off."

"I really don't know what this person is thinking."

Shaking the wine glass, Yuan Ji, the eldest son of the Sangong Yuan family, was quite emotional.

As for Cao Wu, who was sitting opposite him, drunkenness appeared on his face.

After hearing this, he laughed, but in the end he didn't say anything more, but a bit of self-deprecation flashed in his eyes.

If that person really valued the likes of a noble family, how could he say goodbye without coming to have a chat?

The fourth surname is Qiwang, the Sangong family, the Jiuqing family...

In the eyes of ordinary people, they may be unattainable, but being able to get to know one or two of them is considered a great event and will be of great help in their future careers.

But maybe people don't care about this.

Cao Wu clearly distinguished between politeness and friendship.

Although he had only known Ji Qiu for more than half a year, he thought he had some understanding of the young man in his prime.

That was a person whose ideas were rarely consistent with his.

"I just don't know...you have traveled all over the world, how can you find a way to practice your great way?"

"I'll wait and see."

Narrowing his narrow eyes, the young man in red poured himself a drink again. He took a cup and let out a long sigh of relief before murmuring softly in words that only he could hear.

...

In Tai'an City, in front of a prominent mansion.

This mansion covers a vast area, is extremely majestic, and has extremely luxurious architecture.

As for outside the threshold, there is even more traffic and guests coming and going. All of them are dressed in rich clothes, which is enough to show the extraordinary status of the family sitting here.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

As one of the top seven aristocratic families in the Great Yan Dynasty, one of the four surnames and seven distinguished families, the Yuan family's reputation can be said to be unknown to everyone in these thirteen states.

The Yuan family of Runan has occupied the position of the three princes of Dayan in all the past dynasties. This can be seen from this fact alone.

It is no exaggeration to call them the most noble family under the Liu family of Dayan!

Walking into Yuan's house, passing through the pavilion, and entering a luxurious bedroom, several long-suppressed laughter was heard.

The faint scent of sandalwood fills the house, and tiny bits of sunlight shine through the hollow carved windows.

Yuan Mu was lying on his side beside the bed. The maids on both sides had beautiful faces and slender figures.

When he heard that the informant he had arranged for a long time had finally found useful information in Taixue Palace, his laziness stopped, and he became energetic in an instant. He straightened up with a 'swish' sound, his eyes bright and scary.

"Zhang's son, I finally asked you to wait for the day when you leave Tai'an!"

"With the reputation of Taixue Palace and Zheng Xiu protecting you, nothing can be done to you, but now that you have left Sizhou Tai'an, aren't you like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth and being slaughtered by others?"

"You are a genius in martial arts, and you have also developed a literary spirit in just over half a year. I admit that you are a genius, but even if you are a genius, it is all vain until you grow up!"

He pushed aside the maid next to him, quickly straightened his clothes, and strode out of the threshold.
To be continued...