The New Year has just begun, and people in the world are already busy. There is an endless stream of people cleaning their houses or buying new year's goods. Even the most ordinary market is still bustling and bustling with people.
In the villages at the foot of Nangong Mountain, it is rare that every household exchanges the money they have accumulated throughout the year and never dared to use it, to exchange it for food that is rarely seen on weekdays, or to buy a few new clothes for their family members. Smooth.
Among them, the one who benefited the most was Mr. Yan, who was always drunk. No matter where they were, parents of children always wanted to make more friends with Mr. Yan. No matter how much they took care of him, they might not take it seriously in this life. If you are from a poor family, if you really learn to be full of literature and ink, you can go to a richer place and become a teacher or a scholar who makes a living by calligraphy and painting. You can always escape such a barren place.
It happened to be the end of the year, so naturally there were more reasons to come and give gifts. Just for winter gowns, no less than six or seven were sent to her, but Yan Jiaqing politely refused them all. At the end, she even kept smiling bitterly, saying that she was here. There is a big difference between being rich and wealthy, so why bother to practice the secular etiquette? Even if you don't take any money, you will naturally not resort to such methods as favoring one and favoring others. If you have any questions, you can come to ask for advice. As for this long gown, it is better Keep it to yourself and don't spend any more money in the future.
As the New Year approaches, the school has dispersed, and the children have gone home. Only Yan Jiaqing is left. He picks up the wine bottle and takes a few sips, feeling comfortable. However, the uninvited guests outside the school give Mr. Yan a headache.
The old woodcutter rarely went down the mountain, but today he came without telling me and came to visit him. After entering the school, he looked around for a long time before turning his eyes to the wine bottle in the hand of Mr. Yan who was sitting in the middle. The meaning arises immediately.
"I said that Mr. Yan didn't come to the mountain to drink wine today for the first time. It turns out that he bought two jars of good wine by himself, and he couldn't bear to drink with me."
The old man never knew how to pronounce the word polite. He took a few steps forward and picked up the wine jar, lifted it with one hand, filled the gourd at his waist, and took two sips without caring about Yan Jiaqing's expression as if he had seen dirty mud. , but talking about something unrelated.
"It's a good thing to get out, otherwise he will probably be hopeless in the five realms in this life." Yan Jiaqing was not worried at all. He was already quite prosperous, but now he said casually, "As talented as an ordinary practitioner. , I’m so grateful to be able to enter the Four Realms. Judging from Jiang Banlang’s qualifications and cultivation speed, it’s probably because of his lack of understanding that working behind closed doors is no better than going out to take advantage of opportunities.”
Compared to Yan Jiaqing's calm words, the old man's expression was far from relaxed. He looked up at the northern sky. The clouds were orange, yellow, and purple from bottom to top. When there were no clouds, there was nothing but plain white. The setting sun hung majestically in the sky.
"Want to take a look?"
Yan Jiaqing could tell that what the old man said was not a joke.
"You shouldn't say this to me. Don't you know what kind of temperament I have? If it weren't for this yellow dragon, maybe I would really just be a gentleman who preaches and teaches in a down-to-earth manner."
"Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world, not to mention the literati who have poetry, calligraphy and ink. Besides, you can't be said to be incapable of tying a chicken."
The shadows of the setting sun are trembling, and the swaying clouds are about to fall to sleep. The window lattice on all sides of the school is separated by wooden bars. Together with the bare branches of the old trees around it, all the warm winter light in the twelfth lunar month is cut into pieces, and the setting sun is reflected. Entering Yan Jia Qing's face, the latter felt a lot of warmth.
"If one day I, Yan Jiaqing, want to go to Beiyanze, then I will probably have the reputation of being a fisherman. You always see that I have such a cold temperament. I only know how to weigh the pros and cons, seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, or cooperate with others. When a person is doing business, how can he develop heroic spirit and chivalrous spirit in his heart?"
Only then did the old man remember that Yan Jiaqing had made it clear that day that the fisherman had always been heartless, so besides drinking, this gentleman who had been working at the foot of the mountain for more than a year seemed to have never had any hobbies other than watching the chants in the school. Apart from the children's joy in the article, there is no true character.
"I think it won't be long before you get rid of this yellow dragon."
"By your auspicious words, Wen Yu's talent is quite good. Although someone has planted an evil seed in his heart now, I guess he will be able to resolve it all if he gets the yellow rope in the future. This transaction should be considered a very good one. "
Yan Jiaqing did not reveal the hidden meaning in the old man's words, but followed the old woodcutter's words without missing a beat.
The woodcutter suddenly felt bored, drank a gourd of wine, then filled it again, raised his legs to leave, but finally mentioned something to Yan Jiaqing, who did not get up to say goodbye.
"There are six or seven long robes hanging outside the school, and there are a lot of food and firecrackers. Don't just leave them outside. As a teacher, no matter what, you will actually be more interested in those smart students. Many of them have a thorough understanding without having to mention them. Students will always be taken more seriously. Although you may not be close to each other, it is better to make others feel at ease rather than being arrogant."
"The most reliable business is not to find a new home for the job of fisherman, but to find a job as a teacher here. As time goes by, sooner or later the lost thing will be found."
The woodcutter walked swiftly and neatly, taking only two breaths, and there was no sound of footsteps outside the school.
Only the gentleman with a calm and smiling expression was left in the empty classroom. After sitting in silence for a long time, he drank a lot of the half jar of wine, and then he staggered up and took out the six or seven thick pieces with fine stitches. He took the gown, food and food in the basket back to the house, then walked slowly back to the school, lit the lamp, lit the charcoal fire in advance, thought carefully, and added two more sweet potatoes to the furnace.
Just as he was walking back to school, Yan Jiaqing noticed someone peeping in the distance, and seemed a little embarrassed to step forward to say hello.
Someone must come to the door today and prepare in advance to avoid starving the children in the middle of the night.
At the top of Nangong Mountain, a young man who had just stopped practicing swordsmanship took some pieces of rice paper and pen and ink from the house, sat cross-legged, and started writing a letter to his family again. It was much smoother than what he had written in the medical clinic in early autumn. Few, but when he wrote the words "meridians are exhausted", the young man took a deep breath and changed a piece of paper, but did not add the words "meridians are exhausted".
It was the first time that Wen Yu saw a young man starting to write a letter to his family. He was lying on the table and holding his face with one hand. He was very puzzled.
"Why not write the truth instead of hiding it again and again?"
Yun Zhong stopped writing and turned to look at Wen Yu, "Do you still remember that old man from Baihaoshan Chu? I am like Ye Zhai at the moment. Since Shuijun and Master can't help, even if I tell the truth, what can I do if I tell you the truth? It only adds to the troubles and worries, so naturally I can’t finish them.”
Wen Yu sighed and no longer forced the young man, but held his cheeks and watched the young man's calligraphy. Each stroke stretched out extremely long, like the edge of a sword sweeping the ground.
"Why are you going to the capital?"
Yun Zhong did not stop writing this time, but answered while writing, with a gentle smile, "I have lived in the mountains for a long time, and I always want to go out and have no time to live. I heard that there is a Boyu Gang in the capital, which should be regarded as Yizhang. The number one gang, on the one hand, can find a place to sharpen their swordsmanship, and on the other hand, they want to do their best to protect those few drops of Lancang water so that Qiu Lake can be awakened as soon as possible. I can also do my best to help take care of the affairs of Nangong Mountain in the future."
Wen Yu didn't respond for a long time, but looked at the young man's eyes and brows, which were a little tired recently, feeling unbearable.
The young man finally finished writing a letter to his family, along with the New Year's greetings. He took out the Bi Kong You Lai from his arms and tied the letter to his feet before using his inner energy. However, he smiled awkwardly and handed the Bi Kong You Lai to Wen Yu. , said softly: "I almost forgot that I don't have much inner energy now, and I can't use this green bird, so I have to ask Miss Wen to do it for me."
Seeing Yun Zhong's current expression, Wen Yu suddenly felt a bit sour in her heart. She didn't dare to look directly at him anymore. Instead, she hurriedly picked up the Blue Sky Swim, and as her inner energy circulated, the latter soared into the air instantly, cried twice, and then left. Dive into the deep dusk.
"Every inch of land in the capital city is valuable. In my opinion, it is better not to make a decision easily. After thinking about it carefully for a while, it is best to discuss it with the master before making a decision."
The two were silent for a long time before the girl stood up and sat next to Yun Zhong, leaning lightly on the latter's shoulder.
Yun Zhong has been very well-behaved these days, probably because he is afraid of the old woodcutter spying all day long. When he first saw the word love, he was quite thin-skinned. At most, he only took advantage of the time when no one was around to rub Wen Yu's hair and watch the clouds side by side. Seeing the moon, except for the slightest unusual behavior, he was very honest. Now Wen Yu came closer on his own, his figure stiffened slightly, but his expression was relieved and gentle.
"Nangong Mountain has a lot of humane people. If it were left among other immortal families, most of the apprentices who have already lost most of their talents and are dull, I am afraid they would have been expelled from the mountain by their master. For many days, the master and the old woodcutter have come up with something. There are many ways to replenish the meridians, but although none of them are successful, I am grateful for them."
"But I don't want to be like this," Yun Zhong stroked Wen Yu's hair with an indescribable expression, "Instead of feeling at ease and being a useless person, it would be better to add some help to Nangong Mountain. At least the guilt in my heart can be reduced a little. After the introduction, there will be many extra chapters. When I came out, I saw the world and saw countless people. Perhaps in the eyes of those on the spiritual path, these people are just ordinary people in the city. If they are serious, they can wipe out their lives with just their hands. However, even so, in fact, most people, I still hope I can be useful.”
"If I can no longer enter the practice, Nangong Mountain will lose an incompetent disciple and have an extra young servant who can arrange and make suggestions. It's actually not bad to think about it. There is Ye Zhai in the world, and there must be Uncle Chu."
When Yun Zhong said this, he didn't look at Wen Yu's eyes, staring at the dusk in the sky, lost in thought.
"I'll go with you." Wen Yu was stubborn, clearly still unwilling to see this.
Yun Zhong smiled bitterly and lowered his eyebrows to look at the people on the side, "The formation has not been completed yet, the three realms have not been glimpsed, and the method taught by Mr. Yan has not been learned clearly. How can we be delayed by such a trivial matter, not to mention that the capital is so far away. Nangong Mountain is not that far away, so it shouldn’t be difficult to take some time every now and then.”
But he didn't want to have Wen Yu pinch his waist hard. The latter's face was slightly cold, "If this is a small matter, how can it be called a big deal??"
The young man who knew that his words were wrong did not dare to speak back, so he had no choice but to speak quickly, "No matter how old you are, you must not delay your practice, otherwise in the future, who can a dull person like me rely on? Although it doesn't sound good to say it out loud, but since it can be eaten Living a soft life is considered our ability, and we are not shabby at all. With such a good wife, I think I will save myself decades of hard work."
The woman whose face turned red after being said finally released her two fingers, glared at the boy angrily, stood up and left unnaturally.
On the side of the cliff, the young man was the only one left who slowly put away his smile and looked at the last trace of clouds beyond the long sky, with the mountains and rivers overlapping between his brows.
