After Yan Sangzi and the swordsmith returned to Nanzhan Buzhou, the two ants lived in seclusion in Wuzhi Mountain and built two thatched houses. From then on, Yan Sangzi ignored the secular world. In his free time, he would go boating on the river, asking questions and answering questions, singing songs while leaning on the side of the boat, or inviting friends to go out together, facing the rapid current. Looking at Jia'an, surrounded by mountains and rivers, you can hear the rapids sound like a huge bell, and it is said that the water hits the stone bell mountain. The waterfall hangs in the sky, and there is a poem that says, "Flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way falls in the sky." It towers into the sky and falls into the pool. The water splashes everywhere and the clouds and smoke are long, like the image of thousands of horses galloping. At the beginning of late spring, there were three or five friends sitting next to each other. Although there was no string music, there were bamboos on the left and right, pines and cypresses as a background, and the long pavilion was hidden in it. Listen to the gurgling of the stream and talk freely between heaven and earth. The universe is so vast, and the game of chess in the world is all between black and white. There is a poem about the flowing water in the cup, "Observe the vicissitudes of the world, sit and watch the clouds roll and relax. Swim in the streams in the mountains, and hear the situation of the world. Look down on the towering mountains, on the dangerous islands. Dark and lush Deep, there is a gentle breeze. The mountain springs are rippled, and the sand and stones are moving towards it. The undercurrent is turbulent. Looking at the current situation, wait for the changes in the wind and clouds to see who is in charge of the ups and downs, and there will be another bloody storm. "
During the period when the swordsmith lived in seclusion, he began to write books and commentaries, thereby attracting the attention of the ant king, and in a short time, the news spread throughout the world. On Wuzhi Mountain, it is cloudy and sunny, sometimes it is drizzling, sometimes the sky is clear, and sometimes the sky is clear and glowing. Sitting under a big tree, watching the clouds rise and fall, and listening to the patter of rain at night, your heart will be calm and you can think about many things. The sound of water dripping from the eaves. The shepherd boy brought the rain basin, caught the rainwater, washed it, and took care of Yan Sangzi's daily routine. At this time, Yan Sangzi walked out of his study and said, "Junior brother, how is your writing?" The swordsmith walked out and saw the morning mist shrouding the forest, and said, "It will take some time to complete." The two ants came together. He walked into the study, sat down across from each other, picked up the slips placed on the desk, looked at it for a while, and said: "Back then, Sun Wu wrote thirteen chapters on the Art of War, which was highly used by the King of Wu. Now, you have written thirteen chapters on Miscellanies , it seems that you want to go out of the mountain." The swordsmith looked up and said: "Senior brother has the talent to govern the country and use the army, why don't you come down the mountain with me?" Yan Sangzi smiled and said: "Wuzhishan is my final destination. Now that I'm back, I'll spend the rest of my life here and give up." Then Yan Sangzi left. The swordsmith looked at Yan Sangzi's leaving figure and said, "Brother, the Prime Minister of the ant tribe is a virtuous and benevolent ant. Don't you want to fulfill your lifelong ambition?" Yan Sangzi just said: "The world's fame and wealth have nothing to do with me." Then he walked out of the swordsmith's study. Yan Sangzi still misses his old master. The old master has passed away, and the world of mortals has seen through it. He lives in seclusion in Wuzhishan and lives a life isolated from the world. Without intrigues and intrigues, wouldn't it be comfortable?
The next day, when the rain stopped, the swordsmith stood in front of Yan Sangzi's door and was about to knock the door open. The shepherd boy walked out and said, "Uncle." The swordsmith asked, "Is my brother here?" The shepherd boy replied, "My husband went out early in the morning. I will leave you a letter before he leaves." Then he handed the letter to the swordsmith. The swordsmith opened the letter and wrote: "Junior brother, you and I forged swords under Ou Yezi's sect and learned how to govern the country and the people. You have a calm mind. You forged swords in Ruluo Xizhou and hid them for decades. Hide your heart and forbearance, and be wise and wise in protecting yourself. You and I have communicated several times and I know that you have your own way of reading insects, which is beyond my reach. In this era of great strife, there are very few ants who love their country and their people as their own children, so I Forge a sword of benevolence and righteousness for the Prime Minister, and lend it to the Prime Minister as a gift to show your respect for the Prime Minister. When you go to the ant capital, you can stay at the nearby Yan family's house. The Yan family is a caterpillar slaughterer who values friendship and friendship. They are also generous and generous. I have been kind to the couple, and you can repay the favor by staying in their house." The shepherd boy took out another long sword and handed it to the swordsmith. The swordsmith took the sword and looked up at it, saying: "Brother, it seems that the person who knows me best is my senior brother." Then he entered his study, took out some letters and put them in the car, got on the carriage and left.
He walked to the foot of the mountain, looked up at it, and then left. Yan Sangzi stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the carriage leaving at the bottom of the mountain, and said: "Don't force yourself to stay in anything. You have to go when you have to go. Let everything go as it happens." Wuzhi Mountain borders the inland. If we go north and cross the Qiongzhou Strait, will we be crossing the border of Chu? The carriage drove southward. Enter the Grand Canyon within the ant border. Enter the border city gate with the caravan. The canyon is the junction between the ant tribe and the termite tribe. There are often wars here, and numerous corpses are buried in the grass along the way. The swordsmith got off the carriage, looked at the corpses in the wilderness, and looked up to the sky.
At night, I checked into an inn within the border, sat at the desk, and wrote down the "war strategy." The opening line said: "The people's livelihood of the country, and the people, are the prosperity of the country; war, the people are tired; peace, The hardship of the country is also the hardship of the people." It records everything it sees and hears along the way, recording the lives of the people at the border, so as to understand the governing philosophy of the Prime Minister Xiao Yi. Then he loaded the letters into the car and drove to the Qingshui River.
This river leads directly to the sea and nurtures the people of both places. The river water is clear and the water plants are luxuriant. The swordsmith got out of the car and looked around. It was the capital of the ant tribe. He bypassed the Qingshui River and entered the capital. He found the ant house mentioned in the letter and settled in there. The Yan family went out and looked at it and said, "Who are you looking for?" The swordsmith said, "I am Yan Sangzi's junior brother. I was guided by my senior brother to find the Yan family and his wife." The Yan family and his wife smiled very simply and said : "You are my benefactor's friend, sir, please come in." Warm welcome and warm hospitality. The Yan couple were born in the market. Although they were small businessmen and hawkers, the couple was very loyal and often invited people nearby to have dinner at their house without charging any money. The people here appreciate it, thank it, and praise its insect meat. They are not as treacherous as other small traders and hawkers, and they do business very honestly. Therefore, its business is very good, and they often line up to buy its insect meat. However, today the stall was closed early and the remaining meat was given to the people. The Yans welcomed the swordsmith into their home, paid for some wine and meat, and called the woman, "Go to the market to buy some good wine and meat to entertain you sir." The swordsmith stood up to express his thanks. But this Yan's Kuai Chong Kuai Yu is a straightforward person. He says whatever he thinks, never hides it, and is not afraid of offending any insects. So he bluntly said: "Actually, I hate the red tape of these so-called literary insects the most." , we common people can’t understand, what should we say? When I hear what these literary worms say, I just say fuck them. Yan’s words made the swordsmith burst into laughter. Yan pointed at it with a smile and said, "Look, isn't this a smile? Instead of keeping a sulky face all the time, wouldn't it be nice to smile? The swordsmith only nodded in response and said: "Yes, yes." Then they sat opposite each other at the desk, holding sumptuous dishes and drinking sake. After three rounds of wine, the swordsmith felt a little worried and said: "I first came to the ant tribe and wanted to do something for the people, but I didn't have the means." ,do not know what to do? So I’m worried! Mrs. Yan patted her chest, as if she was confident, and said, "If you have anything to do, just tell me. I have a good relationship with the Prime Minister. I will talk to the Prime Minister and I will definitely get it done." The swordsmith didn't believe it and said, "It's just you." "The Prime Minister has a lot of things to do every day, and his status is so noble. How can a commoner meet the Prime Minister? Isn't this a lie? Yan looked at it with suspicious eyes and said, "What? you do not believe. The swordsmith Yan smiled and said: "Believe it, believe it." "Then he raised the wine glasses, clinked them together, and drank in one sip. Yan said: "Don't disbelieve me, Xiangguo loves my home-brewed wine the most. I'm going to deliver wine to Xiangguo this afternoon. "The swordsmith got up and walked into his room, took out the sword of benevolence and righteousness that his senior brother made for the Prime Minister, walked to Yan, and said: "This is the sword that my senior brother made for the Prime Minister. Please give it to me as a gift." "Then he handed the sword into Yan's hands. Yan took the sword and said, "Put it on me. "After that, he picked up two jars of wine and set off.
Mrs. Yan walked into the Prime Minister's Mansion carrying two jars of wine, put them down, took off the sweat towel on her shoulders and wiped her sweat, and said, "Is the Prime Minister at home? I want to meet the Prime Minister, so go and ask the Prime Minister to come out." "With such a loud tone, the guard suppressed laughter and said: "My big ant is not in the house." Yan asked again: "Where has the Prime Minister gone?" A guard took the trouble and said: "Where has my big ant gone? Do I need to report to you?" Yan accused: "How did you, an ant, work as a errand? I'll go tell the Prime Minister." The guard said, "You are a cunning man." He was grabbed by another guard and stood up and said: "My Big Ant is on duty today. I'm afraid he won't be back until very late." The guard behind said, "Put down your wine and go back. My Big Ant has so many things to do, how can I have time to see you." Mrs. Yan said, "I Go to the door and wait for the Prime Minister to come back." After saying that, he walked out angrily.
Mrs. Yan wandered at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion and said to herself: "If I go back like this, wouldn't I break my promise to a worm? I will never break my promise to a worm. If I wait a little longer, the Prime Minister will come back." He squatted again. In front of the high threshold, I looked up at the sky, lowered my head, and drew circles on the ground with one hand in boredom. The sun sets and the sky gradually gets dark.
The swordsmith sat in his room and saw that it would soon get dark. Yan went to the Prime Minister's Mansion to deliver wine to the Prime Minister, but she didn't come back after being away for a long time, and she even started to worry about it. At this time, the swordsmith was thinking that Yan is a worm who keeps his integrity. With his personality, he will not come back until things are completed. He is a worm that can do what he says. Even so, the Prime Minister has everything to do , one insect below ten thousand insects, its status is so noble, why do you want to see it, a commoner? Wasn’t waiting in vain today? Then she walked out of her room and saw her husband looking outside the door from time to time, and asked: "Sister, has Mrs. Yan not come back yet?" The woman turned around and said, "I haven't come back. I usually go to deliver wine to the Prime Minister, so early." It just came back. What happened to it today?" Yan Sangzi regretted saying this to it. Looking at the anxious look of the female ant, he said: "I will go out to find it and come back." The female ant said: "No, wait any longer. In a moment, it will come back."
