Yun Zheng just glanced at the young man in black and frowned.
He saw that the black clothes of the young man in black were made of Gebu. The price of Gebu was quite high and it was not something ordinary people could afford; and there was a gold medal hanging on his waist.
Although the ring-shaped jade pendant is a bit far away, Yun Zheng can clearly see it with his eyes. It is a piece of fine Dushan jade.
Wearing Gebu and Dushan jade, what does this mean? It means that no matter how you look at this young man in black, he does not look like someone who is short of money. Even if he is not a young man from a wealthy family, he should at least be born in a rich family. But such a person,
But he lives in the cheapest room and eats pickled vegetables and white rice? Yunzheng is really confused.
The business in the hall was quite good, and there was only one empty table. If the young man in black wanted to go to that table, he would definitely pass by Yun Zheng's aisle. When he walked into Yun Zheng's side, Yun Zheng suddenly smiled, raised his head and said, "Brother,
You and I are really destined to meet each other. It has only been so long that we have actually met twice."
The young man in black glanced at Yunzheng and asked calmly: "Really?"
Yunzheng's smile remained: "Isn't it?"
The young man in black looked at Yunzheng, but did not speak. After a while, he said: "If I wait at the gate of your residence every day, and when you come out, I tell you that you and I are very destined, I don't know that you
How will the reaction be?”
Yun Zheng laughed loudly: "Brother, you are really funny."
The young man in black said calmly: "Funny? I'm afraid you don't know what is good and what is bad?"
Yun Zheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Oh? Brother, why did you say this?"
"The prince of Lao Yun Guo came here, but he has no intention of knowing what he wants. Isn't it because he doesn't know what is good and what is evil?"
Yun Zheng laughed, then pointed at him and said with a smile: "So brother already knows Yun's identity... Well, it doesn't hurt to know, but brother, since you already know Yun's identity, right?
Should I also inform you of your surname?"
The young man in black raised his eyelids: "Li Mo, courtesy name Xianyang"
"A single name?" Yun Zheng chuckled and thought to himself: He is indeed from a noble family. He couldn't help but asked with a smile: "I wonder where Brother Li is from?"
"Jianghu, duckweed, the end of the world is my hometown." The young man in black looked calm.
Yun Zheng burst into laughter, shook his head and said: "A person will always have a special fondness for the place where he grew up. Doesn't Brother Li not have this kind of nostalgia at all?"
"Life is also the end of the world, death is also the end of the world, freedom is also the end of the world. Since they are all the end of the world, why should there be any distinction between hometown and hometown?"
Yun Zheng turned his head, smiled brightly, and said: "Death of old age is death, and being killed is death. But who among people doesn't want to die at the end of his life, instead of dying by having his head chopped off with a knife?
"
Li Mo was stunned for a moment, frowned and said: "I don't want to be killed, I just don't want to give up my ideals."
"Ideal?" Yun Zheng chuckled: "The elderly people in their seventies and eighties don't want to die. Do they also live for their ideals at that age? Besides, no matter how good the ideal is, can it be used as food?"
Li Mo frowned and said: "Young Marshal Yun means that ideals cannot always match reality?"
Yun Zheng frowned and sighed softly: "Ideals can be divided into lofty ideals and practical ones. Some lofty ideals, although they sound very nice, are actually not operable at all and will eventually be given up.
A more realistic ideal, that is, a simple and easy-to-achieve ideal. Although these ideals are likely to be achieved, when people complete it, they will find that they have more lofty ideals waiting for them."
"So, Marshal Yun must be a person who does not believe in ideals."
"No, I probably belong to the latter. I never set myself an ideal that is difficult to achieve, and then work hard to fight for it. I will give myself a simple goal, then complete it, and enjoy the joy of achieving my ideal again and again."
Li Mo said calmly: "If you achieve your ideal at once, wouldn't the joy be even more intense?"
Yunzheng thought for a while and said: "I will tell Brother Li a little story...Brother Li, please sit down."
Li Mo's expression was a little strange, but he finally showed a slight smile and said: "So Marshal Yun...Yun Tanhua is indeed good at both civil and military affairs, and can tell stories. In this case, Li Mo will be bold for a while."
As he spoke, Shi Shiran sat across from Yun Zheng without any restraint.
Yun Zheng greeted him for food and drinks like an old friend, and said with a smile: "The name of my story is called "Fan Jin's Successful Examination", and that's what it's about..."
Yun Zheng also has a really good memory. He wrote an article about "Fan Jin's Successful Examination" as if he were reproducing the original text of Wu Jingzi's "The Scholars" on the spot. In particular, he imitated the tone of the first few people there so vividly that Li Mo couldn't bear to listen to it.
He stopped laughing, but after he finished laughing, he was filled with solemnity. When Yun Zheng finished speaking, Li Mo glanced at him with complicated eyes, and sighed: "When "The Peony Ode" was published, Mo thought that this article was written by another master, a young commander.
Zhu Dao, after listening to the Young Marshal's words today, I realized that the anecdotes mentioned by outside storytellers, such as "Young Marshal Yun joined forces to play a group of heroes", "Xiao Tan Hua Mu Kongtian Corporal", "Peony poems regretted the city of Luoyang", turned out to be true.
of……"
Yun Zheng chuckled and said, "Brother Li laughed at this little frivolous act." He paused and said, "Although it was Yun who made up the idea that Fan Jin won the imperial examination, there are quite a lot of such people in the Wei Dynasty.
, I believe Brother Li will have no objection to this?"
Li Mo nodded: "It's quite a lot...but Mo is just a stranger now, but he no longer cares about the imperial examination."
Yun Zheng smiled and said: "Yun just used this to answer Brother Li's previous question. Once something becomes the highest ideal in life, when you achieve it, you will feel like you are standing in the clouds and looking around... at a loss, not knowing what to do.
What"
Li Mo frowned, the light in his eyes disappeared, and then he said calmly: "The story the young commander gave me is very good, and the food and wine are also very good, but Mo is nothing more than a stubborn Jianghu man. Although his ability is low, he still wants to stick to himself.
The ideal... Many thanks to Marshal Yun for the good wine and food, Li Mo is going."
Yun Zheng didn't speak, just put a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at Li Mo walking out with a smile.
He is obviously rich, but his food and accommodation are simple. The most important thing is that he still carries a giant sword. Hey, I didn't expect that the Mohist family actually has a descendant. It's interesting, it's interesting. Such a master suddenly appeared in Kyoto not long after the emperor was assassinated. These two things
I don’t know if they are related or not?
Yun Zheng smiled to himself, drank the last glass of wine, and called: "Xiaoer, have another pot."
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