Southeast Taoist Temple.
"Can my carriage be pulled up?"
"sure."
"Then can you help me brush the horse and feed it?"
"sure."
"Is my stay ready?"
"Of course, it can happen at any time. Oh! Daoyuan, go make a bed and come out."
"How many days can I stay here?"
"sure."
"Then will you provide food for the few days I'm staying?"
"sure."
"Then can you give me back your belt?"
"Of course... Hey, hey, hey! No, no, no! At least not now!"
After drinking and eating, the two continued their pre-dinner debate.
"My little ancestor! Just tell me, what is your relationship with the owner of this badge?"
"He is my master."
"Hey, Master, then you should call me..."
…
Somewhere in Chu State.
A motorcade was speeding down the road. This convoy set off from Chenshi and rested for three-quarters of an hour at noon. Now they are back on the road, but they stopped not long after they got on. To be precise, they were stopped.
Kuang Fuzi got out of the car, looked at the group of people intercepting the convoy on the opposite side, and recognized the leader of the group. So he politely said to the leader: "I don't know if you are here, but I have offended you. What do you have to do with me?"
"It's not like I'm offended. Master Kuang is in such a hurry to go north, so he's probably going to the academy." The leading man wore an official uniform and did not lose his majesty.
Master Kuang explained: "My lord, Xuegong Chun Da Jijiu issued a notice yesterday, and I became one of the new Jijiujiu, and asked me to take office as soon as possible. I am in a hurry, fearing that I will bump into the lord, here. Make amends to your lord."
Master Kuang originally thought that if he took the initiative to lower his posture, it would be easier to talk. After all, doing so has some use, whether it is legal or humane.
However, Master Kuang's plan failed, and the gentleman seemed to be even more serious.
"The newly appointed Jijiu, Master Kuang, you are like a sparrow turning into a phoenix. But you have to understand that as long as you don't enter the Qi State, or even enter the palace, you are not a Jijiu! Come to me, surround me. If they leak one, they will take it from you."
"Teacher! Teacher!" Faced with this sudden disaster, the disciples were a little anxious, but Master Kuang was very calm. He was just confused and didn't know where he had offended the other party.
"My lord, it seems he doesn't want you to enter the academy."
"To be precise, I don't like you very much - the so-called Nine Provinces Plan."
Master Kuang felt a chill in his heart. This plan was very confidential. There shouldn't be many people who even knew the name. But what did the other party want to do when he said it in such a crowded place? The other party even used the "Kyushu Plan" as a reason to threaten him. Master Kuang did not dare to bet. Once the Nine Provinces plan was leaked or even made public, combined with the fact that the Qin State was inexplicably destroyed, there might be no peace in the world. When that time comes, everything done by the one riding the green bull, the one in Sophora Valley, all the forces, and the nobles of various countries may have been in vain.
The opponent has already drawn his sword, and Master Kuang knows that the only way to gain the upper hand is to strike first. Master Kuang secretly retracted his hands in his sleeves to mobilize the power of writing and ink. As a result, a ray of light hit his wrist. After the power of writing and ink dissipated, he was forced to lean back a few steps. Fortunately, a disciple helped him. Hold on, otherwise you may fall to the ground.
"There are masters on the other side, and I'm in a bit of trouble. I want to leave, and they can't stop me, but what about my disciples?" Just when Master Kuang was in a dilemma, the situation suddenly changed.
"It's so lively. How brave you are to stop the new minister from taking office." A light voice came.
"Who is talking? You are so brave. Do you know who I am? From the sound of your voice, it sounds like an old man. What a bad old man. Wouldn't it be nice to stay in the coffin?" He looked gradually from the roadside. The old man walked out, the adult said evilly and sarcastically.
When the old man came closer, the adult saw that the old man had only one arm and was about to laugh. Suddenly, he felt a vague sense of oppression on the crippled old man, which directly forced him to swallow back the words that came to his lips. The adult turned his head and looked in a direction behind him, but didn't find what he wanted to see. His heart palpitated suddenly, and he turned his head back, only to realize that the one-armed old man was very close to him.
Whether it was an illusion or something else, the adult smelled a bit of alcohol on the old man. It was not obvious at first, but it became more and more obvious inexplicably, and then he fell to the ground with a "plop" and lost the illusion.
The one-armed old man stretched out his withered right hand. The man on the ground seemed to be lifted up by something, and he floated higher and higher with the old man's gesture. Kuang Fuzi, who was behind the old man, seemed to realize something from the old man's moves. He was surprised and a little lucky at the same time. He quickly bent down and saluted the old man's back.
The students who were surrounded saw the old man's technique, and after seeing Master Kuang's statement, they also saluted the old man one after another.
The one-armed old man turned to look at the soldiers and said softly: "Let's disperse. Tell your King Chu: There are some things that cannot be touched." After that, he waved his hand gently.
"Withdraw troops!" The leading general saw the situation clearly and did not struggle. He cupped his fist at the old man and led his troops to disperse.
"Thank you, senior!" Master Kuang's tone was full of gratitude.
"No," the one-armed old man turned around and looked at Master Kuang, "I just happened to be passing by. I won't be so lucky in the future. You know, because of that incident, many people couldn't sit still."
The one-armed old man shook his head and walked away with the drunk person. Later, Master Kuang and his disciples saluted the old man again and then continued on their way in the car.
In the tall grass on the side of the road, the master who had interrupted Kuang Fuzi's sneak attack raised his waist, looked at the direction in which the one-armed old man was leaving, shook his head, then looked at the direction in which Kuang Fuzi and others were leaving, and thought about it. After a moment, he shook his head again. After standing there for a long time, he finally decided to follow the direction in which the Chu soldiers were evacuating.
…
Southeast Taoist Temple.
"Uncle Master?" Yin Yi felt as if his jaw was about to drop.
"Yes, your master is my teacher, then am I not your uncle?" Zhuang Zhenren explained extremely seriously.
"Really? Is it possible that I am your uncle? Besides, it seems that the master never said that he has an apprentice like you?"
"Ahem, how is that possible? Besides, I became a disciple in a serious manner."
"Really?" Yin Yi stared at Master Zhuang's face and did not agree with his statement.
Probably because Yin Yi's vision was a little weird, Master Zhuang couldn't hold it any longer, so he took the initiative and said, "How can you trust me?"
"Give me back that badge!"
"Okay, here you go."
"Thank you, uncle."
"well!"
