Although he has sent a letter to Dongfang Shiming, he doesn't have much time left for himself. If he could not successfully refine it as soon as possible, he would not be able to return to the Ancient Road Wine Alliance.
There must be a dead end behind him. Bai Wuque forced himself to cheer up and blinked, his mind clear.
He will not live forever in the shadow of his junior brother He Nanshan. He must make Master Lu Shanling truly recognize him!
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Under Shengpingtian, which was not affected by the war, in an ordinary mountain town, the moon gradually emerged.
The two of them walked into a simple house one after another.
The road was completely dark and it was difficult to see clearly what was underfoot. The sound of wind drifted, pushing the thin night clouds slowly across the night sky.
Grass insects hummed far and near, and the chirping of cicadas continued to echo. Low-hanging grass stalks crawl along the roadside, stained with green dew.
Lu Xiangxi walked in front, followed by Xiao Wanhu. During the day, the two of them dealt with a group of Jiuche Xiaoying naval forces drifting in the river. They had been drifting until now and finally set foot on land.
Although it didn't last long, Xiao Wanhu became more and more confused about the details of the person in front of him. It was such a coincidence to leave by boat early in the morning and meet a group of Jiuche Owls in the afternoon. And until now, judging from Lu Xiangxi's reaction, he doesn't look like a rural teacher at all.
His eyes remained on Lu Xiangxi, and he had already arrived in front of the house before he knew it.
Lu Xiangxi stepped forward, took out a key from his arms, and opened the big copper lock in front of the door.
"Come in. We'll stay here tonight." After opening the door, he turned to Xiao Wanhu and said calmly.
Reflecting the dim moonlight in the sky, Xiao Wanhu tilted his head and saw the small courtyard behind the door.
The yard is not too narrow, and there is actually a pool inside, where fragrant and blooming lilies grow. The moonlight shone down, and the reflection in the pool shimmered like a starry river.
Xiao Wanhu immediately withdrew his energy. Looking at the residence in front of him, he was deeply surprised: "You also have real estate here?"
And looking at the layout inside, it is completely elegant and elegant, and well laid out. The Confucian style and ink colors are reflected in it, and the taste is good.
Extending in front of the door is a pebbled path. There are several green bamboo trees planted beside the wall, which are shadowed by the wind and form a stream-like scenery on the ground.
All arrangements are natural, elegant but not dim, clear but not vulgar. It seems that everything is careless, but each has its own unique charm.
Lu Xiangxi smiled nonchalantly: "Yes, I bought it in the early years. No need to be restrained, please come in."
Xiao Wanhu frowned, moved his heels, and followed Lu Xiangxi into the small courtyard.
There are houses on three sides of the courtyard, with three couplets hanging on each side. There is slight dust accumulation on the steps, and the concave grooves on the stone are of different shades.
Xiao Wanhu paid attention to these details and knew that the house was quite old.
Walking to the main hall opposite, Xiao Wanhu looked up and saw that there was a plaque reading "Yancao Hall" hanging on it.
The plaque is very small, and it is small and exquisite on the couplets.
"When you become a scholar, you are a good disciple of a noble family, but when you live in troubled times, you don't know your rights." Xiao Wanhu looked at the inscriptions on both sides of the couplet and read slowly.
Lu Xiangxi heard that he was looking at his couplet, and said leisurely: "Know his destiny and act according to his position. The way of a gentleman is impermanent. He must follow the principles of harmony and pursue his own body."
"You are really a superb teacher." Xiao Wanhu looked at him sideways, not sure if he was mocking or admiring him.
Lu smiled at Xiang Xi, opened the door and asked him to come in.
It was pitch dark upon entering. Lu Xiangxi found candles, lit them and placed them in the four corners. The room suddenly became brighter.
There are also paintings and calligraphy hanging in the center of the main hall, and several yellowed Confucian classics are placed on the table. The aroma of mugwort spreads in the air, refreshing and refreshing.
Xiao Wanhu found a chair and sat down, then took out a book and read it. However, when he saw the words above, he suddenly lost interest. He lazily opened a few pages and scanned them casually.
Lu Xiangxi walked around the bedroom next to him to make sure there was no mold or mosquitoes. When he turned back and saw Xiao Wanhu holding his book, his heart tightened slightly.
"What's your copy?" He walked past Xiao Wanhu and went to the cupboard to get a tea can and make tea.
Xiao Wanhu said in a squeaky voice: "Ah...it's the "Zhongyong Category Classic", or the "Zhongyong Miscellaneous Category Classic", I didn't see it clearly."
"These are two books." Lu Xiangxi was still confused and glanced at Xiao Wanhu from time to time.
But Xiao Wanhu stopped saying anything. He folded the spine of the book and let out a long yawn, thinking it was time to read before going to bed.
Seeing this, Lu Xiangxi had no choice but to turn around and boil water. Not long after, there was a rustling sound of boiling water outside the room.
Xiao Wanhu didn't even raise his head, flipping through the book in his hand casually.
By the time the tea was brewed, Xiao Wanhu's eyelids could hardly open. He simply closed the book, stood up from the chair, and prepared to go to bed.
Only then did Lu Xiangxi see the title of the book. Seeing that the spine of the book was somewhat damaged, he felt very sad.
"Are you going to sleep now?" He turned to look at Xiao Wanhu who was walking by.
Xiao Wanhu snorted: "Yeah, I'm tired. Such a boring book really fits your corrupt and scholarly character."
Lu Xiangxi then carefully put the book back on the shelf and turned around with some confusion: "How can this book be boring?"
Hearing that he still had questions, Xiao Wanhu didn't even want to say anything anymore. He snorted and prepared to go to the side room.
The lights were dim, casting their shadows on the clean walls. I saw Xiao Wanhu's shadow suddenly paused, and then I heard him say: "But you, you can't just judge it as a corrupt Confucianism."
