The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo

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 the Zen sect in the Tokyo temple, stood up and bowed slightly to her. Needless to say, the old man Eagle Eye bowed deeper to her.

Ansan Kiyohime, Ansanji's only daughter. 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. Even some old men cannot match her quick thinking.

While she was observing Yuxian Zhisheng, Yuxian Zhisheng was also looking at her.

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

This is a beautiful and unique girl. If Hei Mu Tong's dignity and beauty are like a majestic palace, then her childish beauty is like the beauty of mountains, rivers and lakes.

The mountains were lonely, and the lake in the distance was silent. A clear sound of flutes and flutes, carried by the wind, suddenly sounded among the mountains and rivers. It must have been a student from some college who played Yaxing.

The silence of the first encounter was broken.

Anshan Kiyohime took a step forward and said in a childish voice: "Yu Xian-kun, I will give you a question today. If you are willing to answer it, if you are not willing, just take the pass and leave. If you are willing, I will tell you."

She had already talked about this, and Yu Xian had absolutely no reason to refuse. He is not a lustful person, and he will not fall in love with anyone he meets. But this girl is innocent and childish, but she is not stupid like Fujiwara Chie. In short, it makes people extremely happy to see her.

Was Miyamoto Yukiko as cute and brave as she was when she was twelve or thirteen years old, before she learned kendo? Moreover, this was a live broadcast in front of the whole country. It would be too stingy for him to just take the pass and leave. At present, the eyes of all Japan focused on him, at least tens of thousands of people, this is still at least a few.

As for rumors, there is no need to worry about this. If the two old men can bow their heads, the other party must be a direct daughter of the Anshan family. He is from the entertainment industry and his status is not high enough. Fans will not worry about a girl suddenly falling in love with him.

Yuxian Zhisheng put away his folding fan, put away his previous arrogance, and said with a serious expression: "I only know a little bit about talking, and my knowledge is not profound. But since the girl is willing to ask questions, I can learn a thing or two."

Girl, what a novel title, no one has used this word for many years.

Anshan Qingji smiled, and with a soft voice, she ordered the waitresses on the side to bring the eight folding screens and prepare to create a small independent space, so that even if he really couldn't answer, he could It would not be embarrassing in front of so many audiences.

"No,

it does not matter. " Yu Xian naively dissuaded.

"Well."

A bright smile bloomed on Anshan Seihime's lips, and her clear voice was like beads falling on a jade plate, gently ringing the Sanskrit sound of wisdom in the silence of the hall: "People who want to have sutras are based on the twelve causes and conditions. The four truths are formed. The original is delusion. The desire is love. The living is life and death. In life and death, people will all linger in three lives..."

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

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was silent.

The old man with Eagle Eyes opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it. The students who were eavesdropping outside, whether it was Dongda Art School or Keio Private School, were all dumbfounded.

They tried to imagine that the only daughter of the Anshan family would pose a difficult question, at least to the point where they couldn't answer it easily, but they didn't expect... she would directly push the difficulty limit.

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 the truth, and future generations will believe and follow it.

But some questions have been debated for thousands of years and people have not been able to determine the winner.

Life and death, human desires, are one of them.

If you combine the two into one, and you have to say it to the extent that all the audience can understand... this is obviously making things difficult!

Not to mention everyone present, even Yuxian Zhisheng himself was shocked.

Regarding the desire for life and death, no matter how you argue, the other party will always be able to stand in a new perspective and raise new questions.

Otherwise, that boy from Shakespeare would not have said, "Life or death, that is the question." Zhuangzi would not say, "One is the best, and life and death are one."

He understood the rest of the words, but for the first words, he didn't even know which ancient book the other party's words came from. It was most likely an ancient Buddhist book, but it was unclear whether it was from Japan or China.

There is an abyss hidden under this little girl's innocence. The key is that she seems to think this question is not difficult. She looks at Yuxian Zhisheng with a smile, looking forward to his answer.

To be honest, Yu Xian was a little regretful because he knew that the other party was such an evil and talented woman. Why did he have to be brave? Wouldn't it be nice to take the pass and go out to enjoy the mountains and rivers?

But now, it is already a difficult situation to get out of.

"Wait a moment, let me think for a moment."

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

The other party's language is very profound. If you use this as a starting point, it is equivalent to falling into the other party's quagmire and being unable to extricate yourself. Talking simply requires being able to talk. What you have to do now is to bring this topic to the level of existing knowledge. and then use existing experience to defeat the unknown.

This consideration lasted for fifteen minutes, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on Yu Xian's forehead.

He was so focused in his thinking that he didn't even notice that Anzan Kiyohime took out a handkerchief from her arms to wipe his sweat. When he raised his head again, he saw on the quaint little table in front of him that Kiyohime had made it for him. A cup of jasmine tea.

His brain was thinking rapidly and he was short of sugar. He picked up the tea cup and drank the slightly sweet tea in one gulp, then gently closed his eyes, a drop of crystal sweat rolling down his nose.

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

"It doesn't matter if you can't answer this question," the old man with Eagle Eye said softly, looking at Master Tianxuan standing aside.

But I saw that the black-clothed monk, who loved Yuxian's childishness, was quite calm and composed, and seemed to have great confidence in the young man.

Time passed bit by bit.

Anshan Kiyohime finally realized that she seemed to have gotten into a big trouble.

Just when she was about to say something to give him a step down, she saw the handsome young man sitting opposite her speaking softly: "If you love me, you want me to live, if you hate me, I want you to die. This is my answer."

Anshan Kiyohime was stunned and whispered: "This sentence comes from "The Analects of Confucius? Yan Yuan Chapter". It says that when a person likes someone, he will let him live; and when he hates him, he will want him to die."

"Love leads to life, hate leads to death. This can indeed be used to explain human beings' desire for life and death. Yuxian-kun is so awesome." Anshan Kiyohime praised in admiration.

Yu Xian smiled naively and nodded, but felt a little uneasy inside.

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

Then, in his eyes that gradually widened, Anshan Kiyohime smiled slightly: "But, there must be another sentence below Yuxian-kun's words."

During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, his disciple Yan Hui (also known as Yan Yuan) asked Confucius, "If you like him, keep him, if you hate him, kill him. Is this the principle of a monarch governing the world?"

Confucius replied that it is confusion to desire both life and death.

If the monarch wanted him to live and also wanted him to die, wouldn't this be very confusing?

Yuxian looked at the elegant girl in front of him blankly, and in his heart ten thousand grass and mud horses were running past.

The road was blocked, but she actually knew it.

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

In fact, when he took a boat to view the scenery before, he noticed a clue.

The dozens of pavilions with carved beams and painted pillars nestled among the mountains were designed after learning from ancient Chinese gardens, and the structure of the entire Qingshan Courtyard was derived from his impression of the "mountain pool" layout of the Tang Dynasty. , with mountains as the main scene, overlapping mountains and rivers, like a natural and grand landscape painting.

As if seeing Yu Xian's childish surprise, Anshan Qingji covered her lips and chuckled: "My mother is Chinese, and my father loves her very much. I also like my mother very much, and I have studied with her since I was a child."

Then the girl said something that made Yu Xian's childish soul extremely comfortable: "Yu Xian Jun, do you know that Chinese culture is respected in this world, and no country dares to disrespect it."

Yuxian nodded and smiled.

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

I felt relieved that she was telling the truth.

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

But after feeling comfortable, it becomes uncomfortable.

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

Yu Xian was naive and could not admit defeat, so he searched his guts and continued to make remarks.

But no matter what he argued, Anshan Kiyohime could stand from another perspective and deny his argument.

Gradually, time seemed to have stopped.

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

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

Dark clouds covered the sun, ink clouds billowed, and suddenly a shower fell in the mountains. The rain was heavy and dense, hitting the black eaves like thousands of arrows. The windows were wet, and the lights were dim, pulling the two people closer together. The longer.

The boys and girls were completely 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 across the universe.

It’s rare in life to have a close friend who can understand every word you say and every look in your eyes.

An Sanji had never seen his daughter be so happy.

She has always been affectionate only to herself and her mother, and has always been above others when it comes to outsiders.

But this is not the way to go.

Finally, Yu Xian let out a childish sigh and prepared to stand up and admit defeat.

There are a lot of inspections here. It doesn't matter if you can't get the pass for the Qingtan level. You can just get it from other pavilions.

It's just a pity.

When Shen Huiling saw Yu Xian's childishness, she was extremely happy.

But she was also very happy in her heart that she had read many ancient books and could understand what those two people said.

It's not like the cultural desert next to it, where I can only stare blankly - I don't understand, but I am shocked.

Yu Xian stood up and was about to say goodbye when he heard Monk Tianxuan cough heavily again.

This is already the third time the monk has coughed.

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

Do you want to persuade yourself to admit defeat? Yuxian smiled wryly.

He raised his hands, bowed, and was about to say "I voluntarily surrender." Suddenly, a thunder roar rang out from the sky, exploding in everyone's ears, and everyone was shocked.

Then slowly relax back.

But the lightning in Yu Xian's heart suddenly exploded because of the thunder!

Amidst the thunder, the monk coughed hard again.

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

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

"Isn't this the kind of chess you want me to play?"

That chess game was not to make things difficult, but to expose the problem specially set for him!

Master Tianxuan must have known for a long time that this girl would ask this question today! Or maybe, this was something he had discussed with the girl!

No wonder the monk kept reminding himself anxiously.

Yuxian Zhisheng suddenly burst out laughing. Under Anshan Qingji's surprised eyes, he sat back down and said softly: "Qingji, I have the final answer."

"Please tell me." Anshan Qingji held her chin with her slender fingers and smiled.

"Wait a minute, can I ask you a favor?"

"What's going on?" Anshan Qingji asked curiously.

"Please help me find a judge for the calligraphy level. I want to write my answer on paper." Yu Xian said with a childish smile.

"There are no calligraphy judges here, but my calligraphy is not inferior to them. Are you willing for me to be your judge?" Anshan Qingji said generously.

"That would be better." Yu Xian replied with a childish smile.

"I'll grind the ink for you." Anshan Qingji ordered the maid next to her to bring rice paper and an ink pen and study the ink with bare hands.

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

Yu Xian's childishness did not answer. He sat up in front of the table, picked up the Langhao pen, dipped it full of ink, put the pen on the plain white paper, and wrote down three ancient characters in running script: "Preface to Orchid Pavilion".

Most Japanese calligraphy fonts are in Chinese, and Yu Xian is not worried about people not being able to understand them.

Among them is an eternal famous saying: "I know that death and rebirth are just illusions, and mourning for the whole world is just nonsense."

During the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, many scholars regarded Zhuangzi's "One death leads to life, and all the people suffer" as a treasure. Zhuangzi meant that life is death, and death is life, and the two are interdependent.

This is also the theory that Anshan Kiyohime firmly believes in, which prevents him from moving forward.

But at that time, there was Wang Xi who believed that life is life and death is death, and the two should not be treated equally.

The rain stopped for a while, and the sunlight came through the window again, illuminating the royal handwriting on the paper. His calligraphy was elegant and graceful, with a touch of feminine charm.

Anshan Kiyohime stood beside him, her black ink hair falling on his body, observing carefully and intoxicatedly.

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

"Qing Ji, is this calligraphy good enough?"

"It is said that people are what they say. This word is charming and strong. I can see Yuxian-kun's mind in it." Anshan Kiyohime smiled softly, "Of course I can pass the test."

"Oh, I understand. You want to use the sentence in it to argue against me, but without theoretical support, this sentence is completely insufficient."

"If not, why bother writing this word." Yu Xian said softly.

"Qing Ji, have you ever heard of a saying? Life is like a chess game, you will have no regrets if you make a move."

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

"Then you have heard another saying, square is like a chess game, and round is like a chess piece. Movement is like a chess, and silence is like a chess death."

Anshan Kiyohime's gentle smiling eyes 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.

Master Tianxuan's face showed surprise at first, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

This kid has finally hit the road.

What is more vast than life and death is black and white.

There is only black and white, including all human desires, including human life and death.

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

"I've never heard of it." Anshan Kiyohime said softly.

"I'm telling you now, do you want to listen?" Yu Xian said with a naive smile.

"Of course I have to listen!" Anshan Kiyohime said eagerly, and even took his arm. She was completely grasped, but it was not the love between men and women, but the thirst for knowledge.

"The chessboard is just like the vast world, and people's life and death are like the games in this chess game. Sometimes you win in life, and sometimes you win in death. Although King Xiang and Concubine Yu died beside the Wu River, they were praised by future generations as winning. Liu Bang won the world, but the people of later generations scolded him as a loser. Miyamoto Musashi inherited the reputation of being the best swordsman in the world, but some people said he was a despicable villain. But the bones of the swordsmen he killed have long since disappeared. .”

"So, just live in this world like a chessboard and play your role."

"Between life and death, where is the real winning or losing?"

...

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

This little girl understood so quickly. Yuxian couldn't help but admire in his heart, and said with a smile: "Yes, this world is originally gray."

"This is an unsolvable solution." Anshan Qingji said softly, lost in thought.

"Why bother to solve something that cannot be solved." Yuxian Zhisheng suddenly stretched out his hand and touched her head, "There is no answer, which is the best answer for human beings."

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

She was really obsessed with this cultural knowledge. Yu Xian was so naive that she couldn't laugh or cry and stopped her: "Qing Ji, you haven't said whether I passed or not?"

"Of course it passed!" Anshan Kiyohime opened 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 Xian's childish hand. As if she remembered 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 Xian shook his head naively: "Probably not."

If it weren't for the semifinals, he would never have come to a place like this in his life. After the game, there would be no reason for him to come.

The girl is naturally disappointed.

But it is not the kind of regret and sadness that a girl feels when she meets her lover.

It's the loneliness of finding a close friend in life but not always being able to be with you.

It would be such a wonderful thing if she made tea for him in the drizzle and the two of them played chess and chatted together.

Anshan Kiyohime quickly put all this behind her mind and left in a hurry.

She only heard Yu Xian Zhisheng say from behind her: "Qingji, I'm going to listen to wind music in the next level. Do you want to come and listen to my music?"

Anshan Kiyohime suddenly stopped and said happily: "Of course I want it!"

...

The castle tower was in chaos.

"I bet with two bastards on his face, this kid will kidnap Kiyohime today." Ishikawa Ziki shouted loudly.

"Two bastards, who are you looking down on? I'll give you ten. If he can abduct Qing Ji, I will take your name!" Dan Shenghuazhi said angrily.

"Stop making trouble." Ansanji said with a headache, "It's impossible, Qing Ji doesn't have the concept of love between men and women."

"Do you want to call the lady back?" Aoki Koharu asked seriously.

Ansanji smiled helplessly and waved his hand: "Let her play, just listen to the music, there is nothing to be afraid of."

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