Chapter 104 (1/2)

While Gao Ge is writing swiftly, Xiao Linran is sitting on the first floor of the Sword Gallery with a chair in front of him.

Lou Zhoutian is seated on the chair with an amiable smile.

“You really have the boy locked up? I think he does have quite a good temperament.”

Xiao Linran brings a jar of wine here and two china bowls. After pouring a bowl for Lou Zhoutian, he fills his bowl with wine then.

“He has a good temperament but he still needs being sharpened. I asked him to practice calligraphy not only to elevate his understanding on sword spirit but also to calm him down and keep him alone for a while. There is no harm but only benefits for him. Recently, too many people have highly commended him. Even if he is prudent and has a good temperament, it is not a good thing anyway.”

Lou Zhoutian nods his head, having no veiled words of censure.

“Actually I always want to know what the so-called Swordsmanship Peak means.” Lou Zhoutian asks.

Xiao Linran smiles, “What do you mean by Sanctification Through Confucianism?”

“To educate the world and hold a position in Confucius’s temple.” Lou Zhoutian says boldly, “An ordinary person can become the teacher of many students and a word can become the norm for the whole world.”

Xiao Linran savors the wine in the bowl carefully and thinks for a while. He puts down the bowl and says, “The so-called Swordsmanship Peak is also quite simple–Fighting single-handed for thousands of miles, with his naked dagger he could hold a multitude.”

Lou Zhoutian is a bit surprised and then bursts into laughter, “Well said. I really hope your wish can come true one day.”

“If it does come true one day, I will engrave the word with the sword in my hand–Fearless, on the highest peak in the world.”

Lou Zhoutian stares at Xiao Linran and Xiao Linran also watches Lou Zhoutian.

They are staring at each other in the same look.

After a while, Lou Zhoutian lowers his head to take a sip of wine, saying to Xiao Linran, “Your heart knot is still locked.”

“Mr. Lou.”

“Yes?”

“I still believe that Liu Zhongyi hasn’t done anything wrong.”

Lou Zhoutian sighs, “If you want to talk about that thing again, I will turn around and leave.”

Xiao Linran smiles, “Then I will talk no more.”

“If he is a swordsman, what he did is of course right. However, he is a Confucian apprentice. Since he chose to take the Confucian cultivation road, he should keep the sage’s words in mind.” Lou Zhoutian raises his head to look at the ceiling of the Sword Gallery, saying with a bitter smile, “He is also waiting for his belief to surpass the sage’s one day. When he figures it out some day, maybe he can return to the previous road. No one forces him. He turns to martial arts from Confucian cultivation by giving up his lifelong faith. That’s a kind of avoidance. He dares not to face the sage’s words and etiquette. No one can help him. I hate him not for any mistake he makes. There is no unalterable principle in the world. It’s merely that you can’t find a proper excuse to support your action.”

Xiao Linran is speechless.

He is not Confucian apprentice, so he doesn’t understand the Tao of the so-called Confucianism.

Why did he ask Gao Ge to practice calligraphy?

Why does he insist on Gao Ge’s taking the writing brush as a sword?

He just hopes that Gao Ge can write down his own principle with the sword as a pen and the universe as the paper.

This world is always unreasonable.

It has been like that in all ages. Otherwise, there won’t be so many people saying that history is recorded by victors.

See? To what extent is the world unreasonable?

Only when you grasp the sword tightly can you be qualified to reason.

As a swordsman, he is supposed to act like that…

As to Gao Ge, practicing calligraphy every day was a torture for him but as time goes by, he feels okay.

What’s more, he has been fully dedicated to it already.