MTL - The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo-Chapter 206 : black and white

On the screen, the girl was already close to the boy, observing him with innocent eyes.

When she came over, Master Tianxuan, the head of Zen Buddhism in Tokyo temple, got up and bowed slightly to her, and the eagle-eyed old man, needless to say, bowed deeper to her.

Ansan Qingji, the only daughter of Ansanji. Since ancient times, it has been said that a woman's lack of talent is a virtue, but her talent completely outweighs these frivolous and rude remarks, and even some old people can't compare to her agility.

While she was observing Yu Xian Zhisheng, Yu Xian Zhisheng was also looking at her.

Then, the two laughed at the same time, quite tacit understanding.

This is a beautiful and unique girl. If the beauty of Hei Mutong is like a magnificent palace, then her immature beauty is the beauty of mountains, rivers and lakes.

The mountains were lonely, the distant lake was silent, and a clear flute sounded by the wind suddenly sounded between the mountains and rivers. It must be a student from some college who played Yaxing.

The silence of the first encounter was broken.

Anshan Qingji took a step forward with a tender voice: "Yu Xian-kun, today I will give you a question, you are willing to answer, if not, just take the pass and leave. If you want, I will tell you."

She has already said this, and Yu Xianzhisheng has absolutely no reason to refuse. He's not a womanizer, he won't meet one and love another. But this girl is innocent and full of childishness, but she is not as stupid as Fujiwara Chie, in short, it makes people very happy to see it.

At the age of twelve or thirteen, was Miyamoto Yukiko so cute and brave before learning kendo? Moreover, this is a live broadcast in the face of the national public, if he took the pass and left, it would be too stingy. At present, there are tens of thousands of people all over Japan who are condensing their attention on him. This is to say less.

As for the gossip, there is no need to worry about this. It can make the two old men bow their heads, presumably the other party should be the direct daughter of the Anshan family. He is a person in the entertainment industry, and his status is not high enough, and fans will not worry that the girl will suddenly fall in love with him.

Yu Xianzhisheng put away his folding fan, restrained his previous arrogance, and said with a serious expression, "I only understand a little bit of the talk, and my knowledge is not profound, but since the girl is willing to give a question, then I will take a lesson or two."

Girl, what a fancy name, it's been years since no one used it.

Anshan Qingji smiled, and with a soft voice, instructed several waitresses on the side to bring the eight folding screens and prepare to separate them into a small independent space, so that even if he really couldn't answer, he would Not to lose face in front of so many audiences.

"No, it doesn't matter." Yu Xianzhi persuaded.

"Well."

Anshan Qingji's lips showed a bright smile, and her clear voice was like a big bead falling on a jade plate, gently ringing the Sanskrit voice of wisdom in the silence of the whole hall: "People who want to be born with scriptures, according to the twelve karma. It is the Four Noble Truths. The essence is ignorance. The desire is love. The living is life and death. People are born and die, and they are all stagnant in the three worlds..."

"Please, Yu Xian-kun, examine human desires from the perspective of human life and death."

As soon as these words came out, the whole room fell silent.

The eagle-eyed old man opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it. The students who were listening outside, whether it was Dongda Art or Keio Private School, were dumbfounded.

They tried to think that the only daughter of the Anshan family would ask a difficult question, at least to the extent that they couldn't answer it easily, but they didn't expect... She directly filled the difficulty.

This question can no longer be described as difficult, but has risen to the height of the universe.

For some topics, people can easily identify a truth, and people in later generations believe and follow it.

But there are some questions that people have tried for thousands of years, but they haven't been able to tell a winner or loser.

Life and death, human desire, is one of them.

If you combine the two into one, you have to talk about the level that can be understood by all the audience... This is obviously a blatant harassment!

Not to mention the people present, even Yu Xianzhi was surprised.

Regarding the desire for life and death, no matter how you argue, the other party can stand in a new angle and raise new questions.

Otherwise, Shakespeare wouldn't say, "To live or to die, that is the question." Zhuangzi would not say, "One is the best, and life and death are one."

He understood the later words, but he didn't even know which ancient book the other party said what he said in the previous ones. Most likely it was an ancient Buddhist book, but it wasn't clear whether it was Japanese or Chinese.

This little girl's innocence hides an abyss. The key is that she herself seems to think this question is not difficult, and she stares at Yu Xianzhisheng with a smile, looking forward to his answer.

To be honest, Yu Xianzhi was a little regretful, to know that the other party is such a monstrous and talented girl who was not born, why did he have to be brave and take the pass card to go out and play in the mountains and waters, wouldn't it be delicious?

But now, it is already a difficult situation to ride a tiger.

"Wait, let me think for a moment."

Yu Xianzhi frowned and quickly searched for the knowledge he had learned in his mind.

The other party's language is very profound. If you want to use this as a starting point, it is equivalent to falling into the other party's quagmire and cannot extricate yourself. Talking is to be able to talk, and what you need to do now is to talk about this topic to your existing knowledge. , and then use the existing experience to defeat the unknown.

Fifteen minutes after this consideration, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Yu Xianzhi's forehead.

He was thinking so intently that even Anshan Qingji took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped his sweat without feeling it, but raised his head again, the quaint little table in front of him was made by Qingji for him. A cup of jasmine tea.

His brain was thinking very fast, and he lacked sugar the most. He took up the teacup and drank the slightly sweet tea. He closed his eyes gently, and a drop of crystal sweat rolled from his nose.

Not only him, but even the audience watching in front of the screen broke out in a cold sweat. Some people were worried about the teenager, and some people were gloating about the destruction of the world and waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

"I can't answer this question, it doesn't really matter." The eagle-eyed old man said softly, looking at Grandmaster Tianxuan beside him.

However, seeing this black-clothed monk who likes Yu Xian Zhisheng, he is quite calm, and it seems that he has a lot of confidence in the young man.

Time passed little by little.

Ansan Qingji finally realized that she seemed to be in trouble.

Just when she was about to give the other person a step down the stairs, she saw the handsome young man sitting across from her speaking loudly: "Love desires to live, and evil desires to die. This is my answer."

Anshan Qingji was stunned for a moment, and said softly: "This statement is from "The Analects of Confucius? Yan Yuan". It says that when a person likes a person, he will let him live; and when he hates him, he will let him die."

"Love leads to life, hate leads to death, this can indeed be used to explain the human desire for life and death, Yu Xian-kun is so powerful." Anshan Qingji praised.

Yu Xianzhi nodded with a smile, but felt a little uneasy inside.

There is another sentence below this sentence. If the girl knows it, it will be a disaster.

Then, in his gradually widening eyes, Anshan Qingji smiled slightly: "But, there is another sentence under Yu Xianjun's sentence."

During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the disciple Yan Hui (also known as Yan Yuan) asked Confucius, "If you like it, you will stay, if you hate it, you will kill it. Is this the principle of monarchy governing the country?"

Confucius replied, wanting to live and wanting to die is delusion.

If the monarch wants him to live and he wants to die, isn't that confusing?

Yu Xianzhisheng stared blankly at the elegant girl in front of him, and ten thousand grass and mud horses ran past in his heart.

The road was blocked, she actually knew.

This girl's research on ancient Chinese culture has reached an unimaginable level. How much she likes Chinese classical culture.

In fact, when he was on a boat to watch the scenery before, he noticed a clue.

The pavilions with more than a dozen withered beams and painted buildings among the mountains are based on the layout of ancient Chinese gardens, and the structure of the entire Qingshan courtyard is derived from the layout of the "mountain pool" in his impression of the Tang Dynasty. , with the mountain as the main scene, the mountains and rivers overlap, as if it is a natural and grand landscape painting.

Seemingly seeing Yu Xianzhi's surprise, Anshan Qingji covered her lips and smiled lightly: "My mother is Chinese, my father loves her very much, and I like my mother very much, and I have studied with her since I was a child."

Then the girl said something that made Yu Xianzhisheng feel extremely comfortable: "Yu Xian-kun, do you know that this world respects Chinese culture, and all countries don't dare to disrespect."

Yu Xianzhisheng nodded and smiled.

I know, of course I know, how could I not know.

The whole thing is comfortable, she is telling the truth.

Whether it's Go, painting, ancient sayings, or folding fans, most of Japan's culture comes from China. This is an undeniable fact. The only thing that Japan is better than South Korea is that they are willing to admit it instead of stealing it like South Korea. Just say it's your own.

After being comfortable, it is uncomfortable.

As a beautiful young man with a Chinese soul, if he is defeated in Chinese culture by a Japanese girl, wouldn't he have to kneel down and apologize to his ancestors.

Since it was impossible for Yu Xianzhi to admit defeat, he searched his stomach and continued to make his remarks.

But no matter what he argues, Ansan Qingji can stand in another angle and deny his argument.

Gradually, time seemed to stop.

In less than an hour, the pair of teenagers and girls had already fallen into an empty field. When he raised his gun, she blocked it with a shield, and when she picked up gunpowder, he put on a body armor. .

After several rounds, no one lost to anyone, but no one won.

The dark clouds covered the sun, the ink clouds were surging, and suddenly there was a shower in the mountains. The rain was heavy and dense, hitting the black eaves like a thousand arrows. the longer.

The young and the young are unaware of the outside world.

The souls of the two people are flying higher and higher, and they are no longer on the same plane as ordinary people.

They dance with joy and travel the universe.

It is rare in life to have a confidant who can understand every word you say and every look in your eyes.

An Sanji had never seen his daughter so happy.

She has always only been affectionate to herself and her mother, and to outsiders, her eyes are always above the top.

But this is not always the way to go.

Finally, Yu Xianzhi let out a long sigh, ready to stand up and admit defeat.

There are a lot of inspections set up here, and it doesn't matter if you don't get a pass for this level of talk, just make it up from other pavilions.

It's just a pity.

Shen Huiling was very happy when she saw Yu Xianzhi slumped.

But she was also very fortunate in her heart that she had read many ancient books and could understand the words of those two people.

Unlike the pile of cultural deserts next to it, I can only stare - I don't understand, but I am shocked.

Yu Xianzhisheng stood up and was about to leave when he heard Monk Tianxuan coughing heavily.

This is the third time the monk has coughed.

At the same time, it was accompanied by sneaking and winking hard at himself. When the director next to him showed the camera to Master Tianxuan, the monk pretended to yawn again, which was very funny.

Are you trying to persuade yourself to admit defeat? Yu Xian Zhisheng smiled bitterly.

He cupped his hands, bowed, and was about to say, "I voluntarily admit defeat." Suddenly, a thunderous sound resounded in the sky and exploded in everyone's ears. Everyone was shocked.

Then slowly relax back.

But the lightning flash in Yu Xianzhisheng's heart suddenly exploded because of this thunder!

In the thunder, the monk coughed again.

This spark-like flash made him instantly fall into ecstasy and reminded him of something.

"If I die, the world will die; if I live, the world will be born."

"Isn't that what you want me to play?"

That chess game wasn't to make things difficult, but to reveal the problem specially for him!

Master Tianxuan must have known for a long time that this girl would ask this question today! Or, this is what he negotiated with the girl!

No wonder the monk kept reminding himself anxiously.

Yu Xianzhisheng suddenly burst into laughter, and in the surprised eyes of Anshan Qingji, he sat back in his place and said softly, "Qingji, I have the final answer."

"Please tell me." Ansan Qingji rested her cheeks with her slender fingers, smiling.

"Wait a minute, can I trouble you with something?"

"What's the matter?" Anshan Qingji asked curiously.

"Please help me find the judges for the Shudao level. I want to write my answer on paper." Yu Xianzhi smiled softly.

"There are no calligraphy judges here, but my calligraphy is not under them either. Would you like me to be your judge?" Ansan Qingji said generously.

"That's even better." Yu Xianzhi replied with a smile.

"I'll grind the ink for you." Anshan Qingji ordered the maid next to him to bring rice paper and ink pens, and researched the ink by hand.

She suddenly thought of a possibility, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Yu Xianjun, do you want to pass two levels in a row?"

Yu Xianzhisheng didn't answer, he sat in front of the table, picked up the wolf pen, dipped it in ink, raised the pen on the plain white paper, and dropped three ancient characters in running script: "Orchid Pavilion Preface".

Most of the Japanese calligraphy fonts are Chinese, and Yu Xian Zhisheng is not worried that people will not understand.

There is an ancient saying in it: "I know that death and life are false births, and Qi Pengshang is false."

During the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, all scholars regarded Zhuangzi's "One death and life, Qi Pengshang" as a treasure. Zhuangzi means that life is death, death is life, and the two are interdependent.

This is precisely the theory that Ansan Qingji firmly believes, which makes him unable to move forward.

But at that time, there was one of Wang Xi who believed that life is life and death is death, and the two should not be regarded as equal.

The rain stopped for a while, and the sun came through the window again, illuminating the writing on the paper with a royal style. His calligraphy was elegant and elegant, with a touch of feminine softness.

Anshan Qingji stood beside him, her jet-black hair fell on his body, and she was fascinated by careful observation.

After the calligraphy was completed, Yu Xian Zhisheng gently placed the pen on the pen stand, stood up, took a step back, and savored it with her.

"Qinghime, can this calligraphy pass the test?"

"It's said that people are like their words. This word is charming and strong. I can see Yu Xian-jun's mind." Anshan Qingji smiled lightly, "Of course you can pass the test."

"Oh, I see, you are trying to use that sentence to win me, but there is no theoretical support, this sentence is completely insufficient."

"If not, why write this word." Yu Xianzhi said softly.

"Qinghi, you've heard a saying. Life is like a chess game, and you have no regrets."

"Of course I've heard of it." The girl smiled sweetly.

"Then you have heard another sentence, square is like a chess game, round is like a chess piece. Movement is like a chess piece, and stillness is like a chess piece."

Anshan Qingji's gentle smile froze, and her heartbeat suddenly became extremely fast.

At this moment, the whole hall was silent.

The eagle-eyed old man looked over in astonishment.

Grandmaster Tianxuan's face was surprised at first, then heaved a sigh of relief.

This kid is finally on his way.

More expansive than life and death is black and white.

Only black and white, including all human desires, including human life and death.

The life and death of each piece of chess is wrapped in the human desire for victory and defeat.

"I've never heard of it," Ansan Qingji said softly.

"I'll tell you now, do you want to listen?" Yu Xianzhi said with a smile.

"Of course I have to listen!" Ansan Qingji said eagerly, even grabbing his arm, completely pinched, but not for the love between men and women, but for the thirst for knowledge.

"The square of the chessboard is like this great world. People's life and death are like chess games in this chess game. Sometimes life wins, and sometimes death wins. Although Xiang Wang Yuji died by the Wujiang River, it was passed down by later generations to win. Liu Bang won the world, but the people of later generations scolded him as a loser. Miyamoto Musashi swordsman inherited the reputation of the number one in the world, but some people said he was a despicable villain. The swordsman who was beheaded by him has long since survived. ”

"Therefore, it's good to live in a world like a chessboard and play your part."

"Between life and death, where is the real winner or loser?"

......

After a long time, Qingji Anshan slowly raised her head and recovered from her daze: "So, Yu Xianjun meant that life and death are like black and white, and human desires are not black and white."

This little girl understood the speed really fast enough, Yu Xianzhisheng couldn't help but admire in his heart and said with a smile, "Yes, this world is originally gray."

"This is an incomprehensible solution." Anshan Qingji said softly, pondering.

"What can't be solved, why bother to solve it." Yu Xianzhisheng suddenly stretched out his hand and touched her head, "There is no answer. For humans, it is the best answer."

"I want to go back and think about it." Ansan Qingji said, and was about to run out.

She was really obsessed with these cultural knowledge, Yu Xianzhi couldn't help laughing, and stopped her: "Qingji, you haven't said whether I passed?"

"Of course I passed!" Anshan Qingji widened her clear and flawless eyes, "Yu Xian-kun, I'm afraid I forgot, I have to go back and check the information immediately!"

She took out a pass card from her skirt pocket and quickly put it in Yu Xianzhisheng's hand, as if remembering something again, she ran back and stuffed the sachet on her skirt into his hand.

"Yu Xian-kun, will you come again in the future?" she asked hopefully.

Yu Xianzhisheng shook his head: "Probably not."

If it weren't for the semi-finals, he would never have come to such a place in his life, and after the game, there would be no reason to come.

Girls are naturally lost.

But it's not the kind of sadness that a girl has when she meets her lover.

It is the loneliness and loneliness that confidants are rare in life but cannot always be with.

If in the drizzly weather, she made tea for him by herself, and the two of them played chess and chatted together, how wonderful it would be.

Ansan Qingji quickly put this behind her head and left in a hurry.

She only heard Yu Xianzhi say behind her: "Qingji, I'm going to listen to the wind music in the next level, do you want to listen to my music?"

Anshan Qingji slammed to a halt, exulting: "Of course I will!"

......

In the castle tower, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is a mess.

"I'm betting that there are two **** on my face, this kid will kidnap Kiyohime today." Ishikawa Ziki shouted loudly.

"Two bastards, who do you look down on? I'll post ten of them. If he can kidnap Qing Ji, my surname will be yours!" Dansheng Huazhi said angrily.

"Stop making trouble." Ansanji said with a headache, "Impossible, Kiyohime doesn't have the concept of love between men and women."

"Do you want to call Miss back?" Aoki Xiaochun asked earnestly.

An Sanji smiled helplessly and waved his hand: "Just let her play, just listen to a song, what's there to be afraid of."

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