Lonely island by the sea.
"Actually, nothing is necessarily right."
Le Chaotian sat in the night on the edge of the island, turning over the fish in his hand and picking up some sesame seeds from the plate next to it and scattering it on top.
The fish that has been processed and marinated in garlic sauce is full of flavor when grilled.
Not far away, Lu Xiaosan and Song Guo were cutting green and red peppers, scallions and ginger leaves with swords.
Cao Weiying sat by the fire, not looking at the sea or watching the show, but seriously looking at the fish on the fire, and beside it there was a flat piece of fish that was burning on the fire. slate.
"Yes."
The young man in Qingshang didn't know if he was really thinking about what Le Chaotian said, but at least he nodded sincerely when he answered. Then he looked at the plates beside Le Chaotian and said with a smile: "A sprinkle of cumin wouldn't be amiss."
Le Chaotian raised his eyebrows, picked up a brush and applied some oil and cumin on it, and then said with a smile: "Senior's favorite taste is generally the right one."
Cao Weiying smiled slightly: "There are naturally some people in the world who don't like to eat cumin."
Le Chaotian also liked cumin, so he sighed and said: "How can there be anyone in the world who doesn't like cumin?"
Cao Weiying thought for a while and said, "Maybe they are afraid that they will not eat well."
Le Chaotian looked up into the distance and said softly: "That's true. So I think Cumin is acceptable, and I also think Cong Ren and the others are acceptable, but some people think it's not acceptable. So this kind of thing is actually acceptable. Just like whether you like cumin or not, it’s hard to tell the difference between right and wrong.”
Le Chaotian lowered his head and turned the fish on the fire again.
"The East China Sea was beaten to pieces, and many people died. I heard that before the Donghai Sword Sect left, they wanted to drive away some people in the East China Sea, but they didn't listen, thinking that they wanted to kill them - because in the Monster Clan Among all things, the East China Sea is the most peaceful place. So maybe I was killed by the sword, so maybe I was crushed to death by the toppling mountains. If the senior had not taken action, I could feel it from that sword, from the East China Sea to the West Lu Ming, which occupies almost one-third of the area that can survive in the human world, will be destroyed by that sword. Relatively speaking, the sword that I received because I sincerely wanted to watch a show is a trivial matter."
"So some people became confident." Le Chaotian chuckled.
"Look, how dangerous they are."
"Of course, they are indeed very dangerous people, but if the fireworks are placed in a shady corner, they will not spit fireworks into the sky."
"I just like it to be round but not round. If it is full or not, some people will be more thorough. They want to see a waning moon."
"In the end, it became my fault."
Cao Weiying smiled slightly and looked at the thirteen Taoist priests who were grilling fish and talking non-stop, and handed over the wine gourd in his hand.
"You look very aggrieved."
"Of course I feel wronged. Senior." Le Chaotian picked up the wine gourd and sprinkled some wine on the grilled fish. "I just wanted to watch a show, but I was almost cut into an old cripple like my unlucky master. How can I not feel aggrieved?"
Although this young-looking Taoist said that receiving the sword was a trivial matter.
But people who say this often hope to get comfort from others - that is not a trivial matter, you almost died.
So his words brought tears to his eyes, and he cried like a child. The more he spoke, the more he felt aggrieved.
The most sincere and tear-jerking thing in the world is of course understanding.
Although Le Chaotian didn't cry, Cao Weiying still saw his somewhat red eyes when he sprinkled some wine on the grilled fish and took a sip.
So when Lu Xiaosan and Song Guo ran over with smiles carrying the chopped condiments and side dishes, they looked at this gentle young man with red eyes and a distinct sense of brokenness in a strange way.
"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"
Because Le Chaotian received a blow from the sword, Lu Xiaosan did not say anything sarcastic about whether a dog peed in his eyes, but carefully put the things on the plate aside and looked at Le Chaotian very tenderly. asked.
Such a gentle young boy, even Pinecone on the side subconsciously took a second look at him.
Le Chaotian put down the wine gourd with a smile, and turned the grilled fish in his hand to the last side. The cut open fish was already grilled to a fragrant aroma. In terms of aroma, roast duck was naturally far inferior to grilled fish.
"Nothing." Le Chaotian pointed to the wine gourd on the ground. "Senior's wine was too strong and I choked."
Lu Xiaosan naturally didn't believe it, so he picked up the wine gourd and took a sip, then coughed violently.
"Ah, it's really strong."
Song Guo on the side also picked up the wine gourd and took a sip, and then looked at Lu Xiaosan who was dancing on the side with a strange expression. Is the wine of Senior Sword Immortal very strong?
From a common sense point of view, generally naughty people sometimes tend to be more understanding of the world.
Know that some things can be seen through but cannot be revealed.
So just when Pinecone was about to question it, the little boy arched his butt and was squeezed away by Pinecone, almost falling to pieces.
"The fish isn't done yet?"
Lu Xiaosan acted as if nothing had happened, salivating at the big fish that he personally went into the sea to pick up. The young boy didn't know sea fish, so he didn't know what kind of fish it was, so he also gave it to a similarly unfamiliar fish. People who know fish in the sea have a logical reason not to write the name. In short, it is a very big fish.
"alright."
Le Chaotian said with a smile, and placed the fish on the heated stone board with some oil on it.
"Put the red and green peppers on top and fry them for a while. Stop, stop, don't add the chopped green onions so early."
"oh."
Lu Xiaosan obediently put the green onion in his hand back on the plate.
Song Guo clenched his fists aside for a long time, and finally looked at the fish that was about to be grilled. Finally he swallowed his breath and planned to settle the score with Lu Xiaosan in the future.
After Le Chaotian slowly added the bean sprouts, garlic and chopped green onion and ginger leaves to the fish on the stone plate, today's grilled fish was completed.
Lu Xiaosan stood there with emotion, looking at Le Chaotian who took out a pair of chopsticks from his sleeves and tried the fish.
"Why can you eat spicy food when you are injured?"
The young boy is still brooding over the fact that they ate hot pot and he ate the hot pot base while he ate the clear soup pot.
Le Chaotian's tongue seemed to be curling, making a shushing sound, probably because he was burned by the freshly grilled fish. After a while, he took out three pairs of chopsticks from his sleeves and handed them to the three of them.
"You can eat it now, haven't you already seen the mountain?"
Lu Xiaosan just lamented: "I can't make up for the missed meal of spicy hot pot even if I eat a hundred meals in the future."
Le Chaotian laughed.
The four of them gathered around the night bonfire and began to feast.
Even Cao Weiying was eager to grab the meat from the belly of the fish with Lu Xiaosan, leaving the young boy speechless.
As a senior, how can I be decent if I don’t have any of the qualities of a senior?
After drinking and eating, Lu Xiaosan checked Le Chaotian's wound again and made sure there was no major problem. Then he ran back to the pavilion and lay down in the corner and fell asleep.
Pinecone fell asleep beside the fire.
Le Chaotian finally took on the responsibility of his uncle and dealt with the leftover remains. After all, it was not easy to shamelessly let Cao Weiying clean up.
The Shanhe Taoist coughed softly while standing on the beach blowing the sea breeze and looking at the distant sea.
"Actually, I have a question."
Le Chaotian said softly.
Cao Weiying sat there drinking wine from the wine gourd and said calmly: "What's the problem?"
"If senior didn't stop that sword, wouldn't Kamigawa be destroying the world?"
Cao Weiying said calmly: "Because it's impossible for me not to stop that sword."
Le Chaotian raised his eyebrows, not knowing what he was thinking of, and looked at Donghai again, and after looking at it for a long time, he said softly: "Why would he use such a sword if he knew that he would be stopped with such a sword?"
The young man in Qingshang by the sea just drank wine and said softly: "How do I know?"
Le Chaotian turned to look at the young man.
"Senior, are you really ignorant or are you pretending not to know?"
Cao Weiying is very sincere.
"I really don't know. I'm not as boring as you. I want to read the story ahead all day long. As the saying goes, ask me where I'm going. You know it when you're done. You know it very well, don't you?"
This Bodhisattva Man was played and sung by Le Chaotian on the way to the East China Sea, so the Taoist laughed softly and said: "We are not as calm and relaxed as our predecessors."
"You, a Taoist, don't know that tranquility is the righteousness of the world?"
"Juniors naturally know that it is just pursuit at that time rather than what they already have. Judging the world from saints is naturally contradictory." Le Chaotian said softly, raised his head and looked up at the night sky. "In fact, when we turn everything back to ourselves, we will see that the source of chaos in the world is actually within ourselves."
"Just like the stupid things my two incompetent disciples did. The world thinks that the demon clan is too frightened, so why not them?"
Cao Weiying just laughed softly, and he had a non-committal attitude towards everything in the world.
...
The Prime Minister stood quietly on the small building of Tanchun Garden, sometimes looking to the south, sometimes to the north.
The fog in the south obscures all vision, and even tonight a huge barrier of divine light has been raised, because there is an emperor in the north who has used a sword that is both good and bad in the world.
Then the stars in the north all fell and scattered in the surrounding fields. In the sky, it was pitch black and there was nothing.
Yun Huzhi held a pot of wine and ran over through the red plum trees with a sigh.
"You know that I'm very busy, but you still keep asking me to buy drinks. Is it ridiculous?"
Yun Huzhi ruthlessly complained about this drunkard scholar standing in the dark of the small building, pretending to be a decent person.
"Cong Xin borrowed my Feixian, and I am too lazy to walk. I won't let you go. As the saying goes, once a teacher is always a father, I have been your husband for so many years, how much do you want to do for me? Will it take a lifetime for my son to pay it off? You have to talk so much to buy a drink. I don’t know, but I found that after you started practicing, you became a little swollen."
"...."
Yunhu looked helplessly at the minister who was standing beside the building with a helpless expression on his face.
But after taking the pot of wine and taking a few sips, the prime minister sighed with satisfaction.
Yun Huzhidao raised his head and looked at the sky.
In fact, tonight the whole world is looking at the sky.
People in the world cannot see things that are too far away, so they can only look above their heads.
Those sword lights come and go across the starfield, so it is naturally impossible not to be seen by the world.
"Are they really going to fight to the death?"
The two swords in the sky are so powerful that everyone in the world can tell who they are with just one glance.
The prime minister didn't speak, just leaned against the guardrail and looked at the world quietly.
Yunhu didn't get an answer for a long time, so he looked at the minister beside him.
"What are you thinking, Master?"
Prime Minister Qing said without looking back: "I'm wondering if Nanyi City will rebel."
Yun Hu looked at the scholar in white in surprise. Although this old boy rarely acted seriously, it was obvious that such a sentence was not a joke.
"Why?"
The Prime Minister said very calmly: "It's very simple. Cong Ren can't defeat Shenhe. If Cong Ren dies, the Human Sword Sect will naturally turn against His Majesty. If the Human Sword Sect rebels, we will naturally follow suit. Huai They won’t give us a chance to argue.”
Yunhu fell silent, and after a long time, he said softly: "Yes, Xuanxuyuan has been friends with the Human Sword Sect for thousands of years, and the south has been separated again. There is no reason for the world to believe our position anymore."
The prime minister raised his eyebrows and said, "Why should the world believe our position?"
Yun Huzhi stared blankly at the scholar beside him.
The scholar drank wine and said calmly: "Your life is too short, so of course you don't know that my prime minister has only one good friend in the world, Cong Ren."
Therefore, the position of Xuexuyuan is naturally unbelievable.
Yunhu finally understood why the prime minister sometimes looked at the sky in the north and sometimes at the swamp in the south.
The scholar in white was not looking at Daze, but the human soldiers in Daze and Nanyi City.
Unexpectedly, Yun Hu began to tremble all over, and cold sweat kept breaking out on his back. After a long time, he said softly: "Master Qing wants to..."
The Prime Minister took a big sip of wine and said calmly: "Yes, if Cong Ren comes back alive, then I will take a quilt and lie down at the door of the Human Sword Sect to scold the street for a year. If Cong Ren dies, I will open the south gate of Huaian."
The scholar in white didn't know why, but he laughed.
"Nanyi City certainly has a reason. The southern soldiers have been stationed outside Nanyi City for so long. Even if Nanyi City is extremely wealthy and has to support the entire southern army, it will still be stretched. So some rebellions are inevitable. Excusable."
Yun Hu was silent for a while and said softly: "How could they rebel?"
The prime minister said calmly: "If you look through the student registers of various colleges, you will know why they rebelled."
Yunhu stood there in a daze.
"Xuanxuyuan is in the north. Although it is not as controlled as Huangliang, it controls many lifebloods. However, we have been friends with the Human Sword Sect for thousands of years, so naturally we have left many of our things in Huai'an. The matter of bombing the camp is actually just A very simple thing, this is a chain reaction that the Academy of Mathematics and Physics has guessed in missing a particle."
Yun Hu looked at the extremely calm Prime Minister in silence, sighed, and said softly: "Are you really going to do this?"
The prime minister looked calmly to the north.
When those cluster blades and Kamigawa's sword intent fell into the world together, some stories were already clear.
"Why don't you go ask the Northern Majesty if he really wants to hold the Qingshi's arm bone?"
Yunhu didn't know that he finally understood why such a story happened in the East China Sea in the human world, and looked to the north with a complicated expression.
"So the young master's arm bone was stolen by Kamigawa?"
The Prime Minister said calmly: "It doesn't matter who stole it. What matters is that it is in Kamigawa's hands now. It doesn't matter that such a thing appears in the hands of you and me, but Appearing in the hands of Kamigawa is a dangerous thing."
Yun Huzi said softly: "He is too tall."
"Yes, he is too tall, but not tall enough. Once he fails in the end, who knows what kind of madman he will become?"
The prime minister spoke calmly and drank wine calmly.
"I don't want to do this either. It is my husband's long-cherished wish to build a world with culture, but sometimes if we have no choice, we can only do things that go against our ancestors. Just like Huang Liangxuanxuyuan."
Having said that, the Prime Minister naturally understands.
Huai'an is not Huangliang, and Huaidu is not a false capital.
Kamigawa is not alone.
Unexpectedly, Yun Hu suddenly felt like drinking.
So the young scholar extended his hand to the thousand-year-old scholar.
The Prime Minister glanced sideways at Yun Hu Wenzhu.
"What are you doing."
Yunhu said honestly: "Give me a bite."
The prime minister handed over the wine bottle in his hand with some reluctance.
After the scholar drank a sip of wine, he regretted that he had bought strong liquor for the minister, so he choked and blushed, and it took him a long time to calm down.
Qing Xiang cursed and took back the jug.
"You'd better sit at the table with the dog. You can't even drink this kind of wine. When the distillation method of the School of Mathematics and Physics is perfected, the wine must not be sent away directly to you?"
Yunhu didn't care about the Prime Minister's ridicule. He just held on to the railing and stroked his chest to breathe. After a long time, he sighed drunkenly and said, "I thought what was written in the book was really in the human world."
The minister also became happy.
"How can what is written in the book be about the human world? If I were to write a book, I would not write that I was a drunkard and cursed the streets. Even if I were to write it, I would write it as a romantic person, not an old drunkard who looks messy. . The world sometimes criticizes the makeup on the faces of the human girls who walk away by the river with the lamplight on. In fact, they don’t know that what falls in the words is the best and most gorgeous decoration.”
"If you can't believe a word of it, then sir."
The drunken scholar looked at his teacher.
“What is the significance of ruling the world with culture?”
Qing Xiang looked at his most proud disciple, took a sip of wine, and laughed softly.
"Aren't you proof that culture leads the world?"
Yunhu stood there in a daze.
The minister turned his head.
"It is impossible to write about the real world in books. The world of culture is not to tell the world what is right, but to tell the world how to look at the contradictions in the world. Books are dead and teach people to seek knowledge. Instinct is what’s alive.”
"Just like when it rains, people in the world can't just think about it raining in the sky, but they have to think about why it rains. Will the sea and sky turn over, or will the heat condense and fall?"
"The responsibility of a scholar is to be a brave person in the world."
"Only this independent spirit and free thought have lasted for thousands of years, and are as long as the sky and the earth, with three lights and eternal light."
Yunhu was stunned for a long time, and then bowed devoutly to the scholar in white.
“Students are taught.”
