Looking at the skillful old man, Ding Xiaoyi felt inexplicably that the atmosphere in Shushan was indeed different from other places.
Compared to Jiange,
Life in Shushan is very easy and comfortable.
Because there is no so-called intrigue here, there is only the sound of reading loudly every day.
Here, in addition to studying, you can also work.
Every kind of food is obtained by the work of one's own hands.
Who said Bai Wuyiyong is a scholar? Ding Xiaoyi feels that the scholars here are very different.
He came to the vegetable garden,
He looked at the muddy vegetable garden. Without thinking, he took off his shoes and walked into the vegetable garden barefoot.
The old man who was working noticed Ding Xiaoyi's arrival. He raised his head with a warm and simple smile on his face.
Ding Xiaoyi also looked at the old man who was looking at him, and he found that there was no aura fluctuation in this old man's body.
He doesn't even have any righteousness, he is just an ordinary villager.
"Old man, what fruit can I use to quench my thirst?"
Ding Xiaoyi was not polite, he said loudly to the old farmer.
When the old farmer heard this, the smile on his face became even stronger.
A fine layer of sweat oozed from his ravine-like folds.
He picked a green cucumber and threw it directly to Ding Xiaoyi.
"This cucumber quenches your thirst, little friends, don't dislike it."
The old farmer's voice was full of vicissitudes of life and had a unique charm, which made Ding Xiaoyi feel comfortable hearing it.
Ding Xiaoyi is also welcome,
He just wiped the dirt on the cucumber and then bit it.
The fresh melon juice flowed down his throat instantly.
This fruit is sweet and delicious, and is the easiest way to quench your thirst.
The old farmer stepped on the mud,
He also held a cucumber in his hand.
He came to the ridge of the vegetable garden and sat down.
When Ding Xiaoyi saw this, he sat directly next to the old farmer.
"Where did this come from, little friend?"
The old farmer bit the cucumber in his hand and asked Ding Xiaoyi warmly.
"Oh, coming from the imperial capital city",
Ding Xiaoyi chewed the fruit and answered inarticulately.
The old farmer had a kind smile on his face, and his eyes were deep and wise.
Ding Xiaoyi was just chewing the cucumber in his hand, and did not notice the wise and profound gaze of the old farmer.
"The Imperial Capital is great, but a lot of people seem to have died in the Imperial Capital in the past few days. I wonder what happened in the Imperial Capital?"
The old farmer said casually.
Ding Xiaoyi didn't pay attention to the old farmer's careless words. He finished eating the cucumbers in his hand.
He was busy finding Li Hongying. He would not be able to sleep or eat well unless he killed Li Hongying.
He knew that Li Hongying must be hiding in the mountain of books,
Although Shushan is not big, there are many people in Shushan.
It is not easy to find Li Hongying at once.
"My little friend is Jiange
Disciple?"
The old farmer's eyes fell on the long sword wrapped in coarse cloth behind Ding Xiaoyi, and he couldn't help but asked curiously.
"Sort of, but not anymore",
Ding Xiaoyi was reminded of his experience in Jiange by the old farmer's words, and his tone was a little disappointed.
He finally left Jiange,
He knew that Jiange was not suitable for him, and he didn't know where his end point was.
"Dang, Dang, Dang",
While Ding Xiaoyi was chatting with the old farmer,
A quick ringing of the bell rang, it should be time for get out of class to end.
really,
A group of people rushed out from the rows of simple mud houses.
A group of energetic young people with cheerful smiles on their faces.
It seemed that they had learned new knowledge from the book, which made them even more excited.
Seeing this group of energetic young people, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but sigh, it's good to be young.
"My little friends, do you envy them?"
The farmer saw a look of envy on Ding Xiaoyi's face, and he couldn't help but asked curiously.
"Yes, I envy them for being young and energetic, and envying them for being carefree. Such a life is life. There are no cruel fights, and they only focus on reading the books of sages. Who wouldn't envy such a day?"
The cucumber in Ding Xiaoyi's hand had been chewed up completely, and he said with a faint look.
"Actually, you can also put aside all hatred and pursue your own life."
The old farmer saw the murderous intent hidden in Ding Xiaoyi's eyes, and he handed another cucumber to Ding Xiaoyi.
Hearing the old farmer's careless words, Ding Xiaoyi just sighed slightly.
"It doesn't mean you can let it go if you can. Some things in this world still have to be solved with a sword. The principles learned in books do not solve everything."
Ding Xiaoyi replied disapprovingly.
"That's true. Some things still have to be solved with swords, but it's always good to know more about the principles in books."
That Zhenong did not object to Ding Xiaoyi's point of view, he said to Ding Xiaoyi again.
"Old man, I can't tell you without being afraid of your jokes. What I'm afraid of most is studying."
"The big characters know me, but I don't know them. You say it's funny or not. When I see those characters, I feel a headache."
A simple smile appeared on Ding Xiaoyi's face, and he said to the old farmer again.
"The best way to adapt is to take your time. If you don't face your own weaknesses now, how will you be able to face a truly strong enemy in the future."
"Actually, reading is not as difficult as you think. Every word has its own meaning. Just like the word sword."
The old farmer didn't know when a dead branch appeared in his hand, and he wrote the word "Sword" in the mud.
Ding Xiaoyi looked at the word "sword" with simple strokes and majestic artistic conception. He felt that the word "sword" seemed to come alive.
"Old man, what's the explanation for this word sword?"
He couldn't help but asked curiously.
Although it was just a simple word "sword", he felt that this word was different from the other words he saw for sword.
Sample.
He felt as if the word came alive,
The sword character was filled with a majestic sword intention, and it was about to shoot out from the mud.
"This is a sword. You see there are blades on both sides and a ridge in the middle. When a person holds the sword, the edge faces outward and can hurt the enemy. In fact, there is also an edge facing inward, which can also hurt oneself."
"This sword character must be held with the heart in the end. The little dot below is the human heart, don't you think so?"
"Having only the hand to hold the sword but not the heart to hold the sword, wouldn't it be hurting others and yourself?"
The old farmer decomposed the sword character in the soil, and his explanation gave Ding Xiaoyi a refreshing feeling.
"Every word created has its own unique meaning. Every word is endowed with life. Words have life. As long as you read it with your heart, you can naturally understand it."
"Each word is a collection of the general trend of heaven and earth, and the meaning contained in each word is also the power of heaven and earth. The power of heaven and earth is all in this font. Do you think scholars can grasp this power of heaven and earth?"
The old farmer asked Ding Xiaoyi again.
"Reading is just a means of survival in this world. Can reading help break through the shackles of this world?"
"It's better to have a sword in your hand. With a sword in your hand, you can enjoy your grudges. Isn't it better than reading?"
Upon hearing this, Ding Xiaoyi immediately retorted to the old farmer.
"Although the sword can solve some problems, those without talent
As for mortals, don’t they just want to become stronger?”
"And they can only comprehend the majestic trends of the heaven and the earth only by reading with their heart and reciting the awe-inspiring aura of the heaven and the earth."
The old farmer explained to Ding Xiaoyi again.
When Ding Xiaoyi heard what the old farmer said, he felt that it was not unreasonable. Reading was also one of the means to the great road.
Maybe reading is not the only way to overturn the world.
At that time, there will be no more killings, and everyone in this world will be reasonable. It will be a good world if you think about it.
"I still have some weeds that I haven't cleared yet. Do you want to help me?"
The old farmer stood up and
He casually patted the dirt on his coarse clothes and asked Ding Xiaoyi with a smile.
"After eating the old man's melons and fruits, the boy will naturally help."
Ding Xiaoyi waved his hands and replied to the old farmer.
Another rapid ringing of the bell rang, and the group of teenagers playing in the open space next to the earthen house quickly walked into the classroom.
Ding Xiaoyi felt that chatting with this old farmer was very rewarding.
He stayed to help the old farmer clear weeds.
He naturally made many mistakes because he did not distinguish between grains and grains. He regarded a melon seedling as a weed and pulled it up.
The old farmer was very patient and corrected Ding Xiaoyi's mistakes from time to time.
With Ding Xiaoyi's unremitting efforts, there are more and more weeds.
However, there are fewer and fewer seedlings of fruits and vegetables, which makes Ding Xiaoyi very hurt.
This was several times more embarrassing than when he faced a strong man in the Heaven Realm.
The old farmer did not blame him, but patiently corrected his mistakes.