Chapter Thirty-Four: Bearing
you'd like me to translate!"To be able to clash with heroes from all over the world has always been Lin Xian's desire. For a man of valor to achieve fame on the battlefield is a fortunate event indee...The old man, who had just shown his hand, was stunned for a long time.
Then he said, “You have truly revolutionized my understanding of a genius.”
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Jiang Wang said: "There are no two people in this world who are completely the same. Every person you see is new."
The old man scoffed and said, “You’re such a smooth talker. You'd make a great fortune teller.”
"A fortune teller relies on their tongue, doesn't it" Jiang Wang smiled at him. "If someone can spout a bunch of different lines, they'd be perfect for this job. I actually know two incredibly talented individuals. If you give me a thousand spirit stones, I'll introduce them to you, as your successors. I guarantee they'll make your craft flourish!"
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"Spare me!" the old man waved his hand dismissively, then looked at Jiang Wang with a hint of curiosity: "You're not really afraid of death"
Jiang Wang did not answer directly, but asked instead, "The young man who just walked past, died of illness before the age of thirty-seven, leaving behind an orphaned mother and child. It's truly pitiful. Since you can see the future, why don't you help him"
The old man sighed and said, "Life, aging, sickness, and death, suffering and hardship are inevitable. All things in the world have a predetermined fate. How can human effort change it"
Then Jiang Wang asked, "So will I have a blood disaster in the near future, or will you help me eliminate it"
If the former is a constant, what use is this amulet to you
If the latter is a constant, why would I spend money
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In a nutshell, if everything is predetermined, what is the point of fortune tellers
Faced with such a rebuke, the old man didn't show any anger or try to argue. He just laughed heartily and said, "Knowing and not knowing, this is beyond what we can comprehend. How interesting, how interesting!"
He stopped laughing and offered him the talisman: "Young man, just one copper coin, and it's yours!"
Jiang Wang didn't refuse this time. He took out a coin and placed it in the wrinkled, tree bark-like hand, while simultaneously taking the crudely crafted amulet.
"May I ask, sir, your origins"
This self-proclaimed "god weeps, man grows thin" old man merely touched Flamelight's crimson mane before chuckling and retreating.
Between heaven and earth, there is a song that goes—
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"He is a mediocre person, and the rest are ordinary and unremarkable."
"Looking north and south for three hundred years, the stars shift and life passes by!"
He retreated into the crowd, but walked out of Jiang Wang's sight.
This is a very strange feeling, as if something were happening on two levels at once. But all that Jiang Wang saw before him was the bustling crowd, and there was no trace of the old man.
Only the amulet still in my hand reminds me of the truth of this experience.
The world is vast, and there are so many extraordinary people in it.
Jiang Wang glanced at the amulet in his hand, tucked it away with a flip of his wrist, and said nothing more.
Gently stroking the neck of Yan Zhao, this fiery red steed felt itself moving forward. In the bustling city of Linzi, it moved with light hooves, stepping toward the distance.
The mane, in the wind, swayed like flames.
When Jiang Wang arrived at the gate marked "Yi" by horseback, Lin Youxie had already been waiting there for quite a while.
"Master Jiang, you're late." She looked at Jiang Wang and said.
The tone and expression were both distant.
I made an appointment with Lin Youxie to meet in half an hour. It didn't take long to get back home, mainly because I was swindled for a while on the way.
Jiang Wang knew he was in the wrong. He took out a painting scroll from his storage box and got straight to the point: "Cut to the chase, Captain Lin. This is a depiction of Huang Yixing's death scene. Take a look and see if there are any clues."
“I have already seen it,” Lin Youxie said.
Ginger Wang: …
Well, I'm just a name on the roster then, huh
But Master Jiang is now quite experienced, and smiled very naturally: "Then I wonder if Captain Lin has any clues to share with me"
He had thoroughly researched the painting himself and had made some discoveries, wanting to curb the sharp edge brought into this blue-label family.
Lin Youxie fell silent for a moment, then said: "Do you know An artist records the scene and presents details, but they can only present the details that they see."
"Of course I know." Jiang Wang frowned. "What's the problem"
"Unless I painted it myself, I can only determine the clues after personally observing the scene. Any judgments made before that are likely to be influenced by others and carry preconceived notions. An excellent detective wouldn't do this." She glanced at Jiang Wang: "That painting can only give you a general idea of the situation."
I think the way others draw is very detailed, it doesn't necessarily mean they are better than you. Their eyes are also very expressive! Jiang Wang thought to himself silently.
On his face was a smile: “Then let’s set off.”
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With a light tap on her leg, Flame shot forward like an arrow from a bowstring, racing down the official road in an instant, a moving streak of fire.
Lin Youxie immediately shot into the sky, flying beside Yan Zhao.
The blazing flames illuminated the superior steed of the realm, galloping swiftly across the boundless official road. Even with Lin Youxie's swift flight, he struggled to keep up.
The scenery beside the road was receding at high speed.
It quickly galloped out of the territory of Linzi and into the domain of Le'an County.
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As Lin Youxie flew rapidly, he couldn't help but glance at Jiang Wang several times.
As a detective, it was common for her to run around doing errands. She didn't find it hard at all.
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But while I was here exerting myself and expending my Dao energy, the other party was riding a fine steed, leisurely and carefree. It seemed like they had cultivated their Dao and were even researching Dao arts...it's truly infuriating.
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“Master Jiang,” Lin Youxie spoke in the wind.
Jiang Wang responded with a lackluster "hmm," expressing doubt.
"You are the foremost inner court, while I am merely an ant just entering the inner court. In terms of Dao Yuan reserves or cultivation strength, I am far inferior to you."
That's actually true, thought Jiang Wang.
"What then" he asked.
Lin Youxie said: “Great men of the world all have a broad mind.”
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Jiang Wang also followed with emotion: "It's not about being a man or a woman. When I was at the Guanhe Terrace, I had the fortune of meeting Emperor Mu of Zhou. He was truly majestic and imposing."
Lin Youxie couldn't respond to that. He changed the subject and said, "I heard that throughout history, those who achieved great things were all very good at understanding their subordinates."
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Jiang Wang asked, "How come I haven't heard of this"
Lin Youxie: ...
"Master Jiang, you still need to read some books." That said with gritted teeth.
"Books, of course I read them. I've also read a few copies of the Dao De Jing," Jiang Wang said with satisfaction, sitting firmly on the galloping horse. "I even discussed reading with the eleventh prince not long ago."
Even the eleventh prince discussed reading with me!
How dare you, Lin Youxie, say that the Eleventh Prince is lacking in knowledge
Lin Youxie really didn't dare. "That was the subordinate being presumptuous."
Jiang Wang unceremoniously scolded, "Captain Lin should focus on the case instead of daydreaming."
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The more he talked, the angrier he became. Lin Youxie simply shut his mouth tightly.
However, although he wouldn't admit it, Jiang Wang secretly felt that it was time for him to take some time out to study.
Although he now held the rank of a third-grade official, a position considered high in Qi state, he knew his own limitations and that his understanding was far from complete. He couldn't rely on Chong Xuan Sheng to guide him in everything, and Chong Xuan Sheng couldn't be by his side at all times.
Moreover, traveling thousands of miles and reading thousands of books are both ways to know the world and a kind of cultivation.
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He has already traveled thousands of miles, and will continue to do so in the future. But he hasn't even begun to read thousands of books.
When I was in the Daoist academy, I did read the Dao De Jing diligently. After leaving home to pursue strength, I truly haven't looked back at the words of the sages much.
Of course, he would never tell Lin Youxie these things.
They are not fellow travelers, just temporary companions on the same path.
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