Chapter 2591: The Suffering of Virtue

Zuo Qiuwu stood in the mountains and rivers, looking into Jiang Wang's eyes outside the forbidden area, but he was not just looking at Jiang Wang. He looked at the pavilion in the middle of the lake that he couldn't see, and still remembered every trace of time in the pavilion, and the placement of every chess piece on the chessboard... It was like sitting in a well and looking at the moon!

Of course he could hear Ju Gui's voice, but he was stunned for a moment.

"Do you read history books?" he asked.

Jiang Wang, who was on the opposite side, said: "I am honored to read Mr. Sima Heng's "The Sword of History Cuts the Sea"."

"Open the history books and take a look. What is written? Is everything in front of you new?"

Zuo Qiuwu smiled coldly: "Sensible children are always asked to be more sensible, those who are responsible will always bear more responsibility, and those who endure hardship will always have more hardship."

"The bodies of the Sui people were burned, the bears fell and died, and the fierce mountains liberated themselves. The three emperors and the saints are now stacked high in the history books, but there are only four words——"

He waved his sleeves and said: "Those who are virtuous will suffer!"

There was silence in the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

"Sir, you have your lofty opinions." Jiang Wang, who was in the ice coffin of Yihai, never relaxed his hand on the tripod: "But with Cui Yigeng's personality, if you make it clear to him, tell him what needs to be done for him to do this He will sacrifice like this."

Zuo Qiuwu shook his head: "It is not a real desperate situation. It cannot squeeze his will and reflect his soul. His emotions for the academy are the seal of history, and his perseverance is the thread that threads the book, because After three hundred and thirty-two years of hard work, this history book was finally completed!"

Jiang Wang was standing in front of him, but the two were so far apart that it was difficult to understand each other. He said: "The dean has thought very clearly, but have you ever thought about what Cui Yigeng thinks?"

"I am very willing to care about what he thinks, because he is the child I watched grow up. But as the head of the first hospital, I have to care about more than just this child." Zuo Qiuwu stood in the old Yanshan River, feeling that The disappearing history, standing still, gritted his teeth and said: "Once the torrent of history surges, each of us will be caught up in it. No one cares what a drop of water thinks, even if it is a drop of blood and tears before it falls into the torrent!"

Ju Gui sat there, unable to see what he thought about Zuo Qiuwu's words. He just said quietly: "Tell me, what is the reason why Dean Zuo turned the hard-working academy that he has been running all his life into what it is now?" What? What do you mean by this behavior?

Zuo Qiuwu raised his head with a strange look in his eyes: "Didn't several cabinet members notice those worlds when they joined forces to capture the 'Shi Shen'?"

Dou Zhao slightly raised his eyebrows.

He was not the one who captured the "Shi Shen", but he did attack Zuo Qiu Wu in different pages of the book. He must say that there is something special about those worlds... There are many places that are different from Zuo Qiu Wu. The strong one. But probably due to the limitations of the history book itself, there are not many people who can get close to Zuo Qiu Wu, and those who can travel back and forth between different pages like Zuo Qiu Wu have not been found yet.

"Those complex and diverse time and spaces with their own vitality..." Zuo Qiuwu murmured: "They wither, shatter, and die, but they are also tenacious, bright, and full of vitality."

"Even the same thing has different histories from different people's perspectives. Even the same people, facing the same situation, will move towards different possibilities."

His voice was very lonely: "I rely on all those who have hope to open different chapters of history, just to evolve the best ending, to find the only correct history, and to find a way to save the academy!"

"Let's put aside the matter of saving the academy for now. There is no need to discuss what terrible crisis your academy has encountered." Ju Gui always has his own order of interrogation, and is not affected by emotions or interfered by others: "Shan Shuo Zuo The dean's behavior - if it just opens a different chapter in history, it will lead to the best ending. Why should your hospital close the mountain, and why should this matter be covered up? "

"Because I'm not just sitting there waiting for these chapters to develop." Zuo Qiuwu raised his voice: "No page of naturally occurring history can escape the plight of Qinku Academy!"

Zuo Qiuwu now has a frank attitude and full of emotions, which also makes his words very convincing.

Jugui said: "The dean is saying that the dean has too much interference in these historical chapters - what you did to Cui Yigeng is not an isolated case, on the contrary, it is just one of many things. Do you think The outside world, including Shushan, and even Qinku Academy itself, probably won’t understand you?”

Zuo Qiuwu said: "In order to complete this work, I searched for characters throughout the tens of thousands of years of Qinku Academy's history. Centering on these characters with protagonist charm, I developed different historical stories and created an academy with more possibilities. Chapter.”

"After writing for such a long time, there were 12,600 scrapped manuscripts, additions and deletions over thirty years, and at the moment of finalization, there were 360 ​​articles left."

He sorted out the process with bitterness and satisfaction: "After the book was completed, I tore out ninety of them with my own hands. They were like branches and leaves that had grown bad and were pruned by me. So the history book you see now is this A "biography" of two hundred and seventy chapters.

Li Hengzhi raised his hand at this time, politely indicating that he had something to say.

Ju Gui thought for a while and handed him a chess piece.

Li Hengzhi held the chess piece in his hand to show that he would never interfere in the chess game: "I am Li Hengzhi. Shushan arranged for Mr. Xiao and I to handle the affairs here. Now this place has been temporarily taken over by Taixu Pavilion, and we also respect it. their demands.”

Zuo Qiuwu couldn't see him, but he saluted: "Hello, Mr. Li."

"I know it's hard for you to write. You were the most diligent person on the mountain of books back then." Li Hengzhi sat there and considered his words: "But the book you wrote is really boring. I have read it, and it is all It’s the same chapter, let’s just pick out the key points.”

Zuo Qiuwu was silent for a moment and said: "These chapters...each one is actually different. There are many changes in details in each historical chapter. The characters in each story have their own lives. They -"

"No one cares." Li Hengzhi interrupted him: "With all due respect, Dean Zuo. If Taixu Pavilion wants to know about Zhong Xuanyin, just tell him about Zhong Xuanyin."

Ju Gui looked at him: "Mr. Li, this is not what you should say."

Li Hengzhi nodded apologetically, put the chess piece in his hand back into the chess basket, and pursed his lips in silence.

Ji Gui looked away and continued: "Dean Zuo, we are not only concerned about Zhong Xuanyin, we want to know what happened to him, we also want to know why he disappeared. We are here to solve the problem, not to comfort. We want to clean up the silt and repair it. A canal, not a dragonfly touching the water.”

"Let me talk to Sima Heng." Zuo Qiuwu sighed softly: "You have handled things very carefully, and no one can find anything wrong, but after all, you don't understand me, nor do you understand Sima Heng."

Ju Gui looked at him calmly: "Dean Zuo, you don't understand us either."

Zuo Qiuwu frowned and was about to say something.

Ju Gui turned over the pressed white chess piece——

The cage that could see Yihai's ice coffin disappeared from the chessboard.

He reached into the chess basket on the opposite side and took out a black piece. He thought for a moment and made a move.

Then the chessboard with only one black stone imprisoned became clear on the chessboard.

"The person we are waiting for has already arrived." Jugui said.

The voice in the black chess piece said: "Since you are fully prepared, why don't you wait for me to come back and let's talk face to face? Now that I don't see you and you don't see me, it will also affect the judgment of the law."

"Faced with characters who can take shelter from the wind and rain in a historical cemetery, I don't believe in everything." Ju Gui said.

"The Taixu Pavilion you mentioned earlier is the one from Xuyuanzhi? Has it become an organization now?" The voice in Black Chess asked: "Are you, including Zhong Xuanyin, in it?"

Jugui said: "Taoist Master Taixu guides our direction and watches us, telling us not to make mistakes."

"Taixu...Tao Master?" Heiqi's voice muttered and repeated, but he was not very surprised. Just ask: "Is the level below the human level still there?"

Jugui said: "We enter the cabinet from there."

"That's great. You still remember where you came from." The voice in the black chess piece said.

Jugui said: "It seems that Dean Zuo has not had anything to talk to you for so many years."

"They are all talking about... the past." The voice in Black Chess said: "He won't talk about the present or the future, because to help me supplement my understanding of the times is to help me determine the direction home."

"Now we can have a good chat." Jugu Fayan Xuanqi said: "Why did Mr. Zuo Qiuwu stop you from going home? Can you tell me now?"

The voice in Black Chess said: "I don't want to answer. You should ask Zuo Qiuwu about this matter."

"Your Excellency, there is no need to test further." Jugui said: "Dean Zuoqiu Wu has indeed been imprisoned and is being interrogated with you."

The voice in Black Chess sighed softly: "Young man, this is not a temptation, this is my cry of sorrow."

Dou Zhao was already sitting on the railing of the pavilion, studying his broken arm, as if thinking about ways to immortalize his arm. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Another story about 'Premier Bai knows he is still pressing his sword'" "?"

Sounds outside the chessboard will not affect the chess game.

Jugui asked: "If you are really Sima Heng, Zhong Xuanyin is your student. How could you ignore it?"

The voice in Black Chess said: "I think the reason why he disappeared is because he is my student. No longer involved, it is the only thing I can do."

"Mr. Sima Heng - let's call him that." Ju Gui said: "I feel that sometimes you are you and sometimes you are not you."

"Really?" Black's voice asked.

Ju Gui stopped talking. After thinking quietly for a while, he raised his head and asked everyone: "Do you want them to talk to themselves?"

"Mr. Drama." Qin Zhizhen had already thought about it seriously and said directly: "Since you are in charge of the [Black and White Dharma Realm], it is up to you to decide. Everyone believes in your ability and there is no need to vote on this matter."

Ju Gui's gaze swept across everyone in Taixu Pavilion, and all he received from them was support. So he put down another white stone.

Zuo Qiuwu, who was concerned about being restrained in the sea ice coffin, suddenly felt something in his heart and turned his head.

There is no mistake in every song, one post, one content, one 6 one, one book, one book, take a look!

He looked diagonally ahead. There was nothing there, only continuous glaciers.

But on the chessboard in the lake center pavilion, the position of the black chess piece is in the direction of the chess cage where he is!

The two were on the same chess grid and met in chess.

"What's different recently?" Zuo Qiuwu said, his tone cold, but there was a hint of concern among old friends.

The voice in the black chess piece also responded like an old friend reunited. He talked about the recent changes naturally: "I have become more awake, and the time I spend confused is getting less and less."

Zuo Qiuwu nodded: "The "Mu Lue" has been completed. You are heading towards Yongzheng. The confusing chapter can no longer stop you."

The voice in the black chess piece said: "The chapter of confusion may not be the only page. The danger in the historical cemetery does not stop at the cemetery. In other words, in my current situation, Yongzheng is not safe either."

"The prerequisite for danger is that you have been wandering inside..." Zuo Qiuwu raised his eyes: "But how come you don't come back?"

"I just want to go back and take a look." Black Qi's voice said: "What danger can stop a homesick person?"

Zuo Qiuwu opened his mouth and finally said: "So I can't wait any longer."

The voice in the black chess piece was silent for a moment, and then said: "I understand."

This understanding may be too heavy, so Zuo Qiuwu was silent for a while.

The voice in the black chess piece said again: "But you are wrong."

"Am I wrong?" Zuo Qiuwu suddenly laughed and gritted his teeth again! "Am I wrong, or are you wrong, Sima Heng?!"

"Don't forget what we learned, what we cultivated, and what path we took." The voice in the black chess piece said: "I was wrong in the moment, and you were wrong in the future."

"There is no Qianqiu... there is no Qianqiu!" Zuo Qiuwu was extremely excited: "Many people's lives only last for a moment!"

The voice in the black chess piece said: "I am very guilty for the misfortunes that have happened, but I will not change."

"Yes, you don't regret it." Zuo Qiuwu said with a grin: "The pen of history is as iron as iron, but your heart is stronger than iron stone."

His voice came out from between his teeth: "It would have been nice if you didn't come back... It would have been nice!"

"I will slowly correct those mistakes. Lead Qinku Academy to unprecedented prosperity. Do you know how the academy has developed in the past thirty years?"

"I broke open the hands that were strangling my neck."

"Your student Zhong Xuanyin! I pushed him into Taixu Pavilion and sent him to the ship of time."

"The "History of the Sea" you left behind, I will promote it to thousands of households."

"Those problems you created. I solved them one by one... one by one!"

"Everything is good...and it will get better."

"But why do you want to come back?" he asked sharply: "Why do you want to come back at this time?!"

Different from Zuo Qiuwu's fierceness, Heiqi Li's voice is still and deep: "Back then, when I was trekking in the long river of history and searching for the historical truth, I encountered an irresistible danger...I almost died! I had to hide in the tomb of history. Field, drifting in the decaying process of time, I try my best. I finally contacted you, and when I wanted to come back with your help, you pulled away the ladder at the critical moment, pushed me back to the confused chapter, and locked the time window, making me become a star in the disordered history. The words are so confusing that I can’t even record them—Zuo Qiuwu, don’t you understand?”

"Why can I come back?"

"I don't have the power to transcend everything, but history brings everything to me."

"Zuo Qiuwu, your promotion is not the key to why "Historical Swordsman Cuts the Sea" is recognized by people all over the world and has entered thousands of households."

"First and foremost, it is "Swordsman Cuts the Sea". It records everything truthfully and faithfully. Only then can it be trusted and can it have such influence."

"Why is "Mu Lue" complete?"

"Because I am doing something truly right, I will get a response from the right person. History corrects mistakes!"

Sima Heng respected history as a god in his heart! That is a supreme existence.

"I didn't create history. It was history that chose me to record it. History is the true omnipresent god, transcending all conscious beings, including you and me, of course. You are too ignorant, and I am too insignificant. Can we change anything?"

His voice seemed to have really shaken time, and the entire chessboard shook with this chess piece: "You asked me why I came back at this time, and I tell you - this is the answer of history!"

"History doesn't give people answers, it's people's answers that remain in history!" Zuo Qiu Wu pointed his finger in the sea ice coffin. On the entire chessboard, 267 Zuo Qiu Wu's bodies were lifted up at the same time. Point, and the chessboard is frozen!

"What a true and trustworthy person! What a truly correct person!"

Zuoqiu Wu’s eyes are filled with sadness!

"You run to Tianjing City, peek into the center, and write a sentence about Emperor Jingqin crying at the Ancestral Temple, and I will wipe the butt of the people of Jingguo for decades!"

"You must tell the story of God directly. God Cangtu uprooted the grassland academy in one night and burned all the Confucian books in one night!"

"How many disciples of Qinku Academy have died because of you? My disciples from Qinku Academy are not the only ones who have died because of you!"

He roared angrily: "Since you don't have the ability to protect students, what happened to Qu Jibi? What can you do if you avoid Jibi?!"

But the voice in the black chess piece was steady, like time that no longer flows. He said: "If a curved pen is not history, how can a book be written by avoiding words? The history pen is like a knife, and to write history is to use the knife to carve the heart."

"History books are for inheritance!!" Zuo Qiuwu shouted!

"The people who wrote history are all dead, whose heart are you carving!? There are no more historians in the world, who will write history?"

He shouted almost uncontrollably: "Our road is about to be cut off, all our students are dead, and you are still stubborn!"