Chapter 443: Give your eldest lady, second lady, or that old lady good drink
What is the most essential appearance of the world? What is its way of existence?
These metaphysical issues will always have a group of pioneers tirelessly exploring and thinking about them anywhere and in any era.
The purest 'curiosity' about the nature of the world we live in transcends race, time and space.
In Zhao Rong's eyes.
These metaphysical things were widely called "truth" in previous lives.
Asked by a group of philosophers and scientists.
And in this world, its name is ‘Dao’.
He was chased by hundreds of scholars and thousands of mountaineering monks.
They are all 'catechumens'.
It's just that the situations in different worlds are very different due to different unknown laws.
In the world of Xuanhuang Cultivation, powerful monks may not necessarily be obsessed with the Tao, but rather admire 'power'. However, 'catechumen' who are obsessed with the Tao and can explore deeply are all capable of reversing the yin and yang and holding the moon in their hearts.
This is the case with Confucianism, Mohism, Taoism, and the various schools of thought.
It is obvious that Zhao Xifu, Zhu Yourong, Yu Huaijin and others in Xia Chongzhai are leaning towards the ‘seekers’.
This is also the reason why Zhao Ronggang started to throw out this "Achilles can't catch up with the turtle paradox".
It's just that he never expected that their reaction would be so violent and that the subsequent development of the situation would be so uncontrollable...
Originally, Zhao Rong just wanted to say something interesting casually and 'bluff' shopkeeper Zhao into drinking a few glasses of Bing Niang wine, just like the color blindness paradox he proposed before.
However, the fact is that he actually ignored something:
In any place in the Three Thousand Worlds, regarding 'metaphysics', that is, 'Tao', the most important and fundamental exploration... is time and space.
The former is what is commonly known as the Long River of Time on the Xuanhuang Realm Mountain. However, the monks in this world seem to be affected by some factors in their exploration of the essence of the existence of the Long River of Time and space. It is very difficult and far behind Zhao Rong's previous life.
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And tonight, the second paradox he proposed is deeply related to the nature of time and space...
In a remote and old restaurant in Duyou City at the end of the world, when Zhao Rong calmly and firmly said that "time and space are not absolutely continuous".
Like a thunderclap, the whole place was silent, and everyone was deafened.
Before anyone could be surprised, Zhao Xifu, who had always been a naysayer, suddenly said something and poured wine, catching everyone off guard...
At this moment, Zhao Rong looked at the clear glass of wine carefully.
In the wine glass, the water surface reflected the dim orange light in the hall, but it was not dazzling, but gave people a feeling of crystal clear, crystal clear.
Like a mountain spring pouring and jumping along the mountain road in the forest in the early morning.
In the quiet hall, like everyone else, Zhao Rong also looked curiously for a while, then raised his eyes and glanced at the man pouring the wine and the pitch-black wine flask in his hand.
Zhao Rong remembered that he had just finished pouring the Bing Niang wine inside.
But now why...is there another drink being poured out?
"What kind of wine is this?" Zhao Rong frowned slightly.
It turns out that this pitch-black wine bottle also has a secret?
Zhao Xifu did not answer, but turned his head and stared in the direction of the door.
It was as if he didn't hear Zhao Rong's words, or rather... ignored him.
The shopkeeper looked at the door quietly for a while, then immediately raised his feet, left Zhao Rong's side, and walked towards the door.
On the way, he let out a long sigh and muttered with emotion:
"It's not continuous... it's not continuous, can't it be divided into parts again? Oh, is this the 'water' in this broken river? After dealing with it for so many years, it's only now that his grandma has figured it out..."
Zhao Xifu rubbed his face.
Zhu Yourong couldn't help but say: "Shopkeeper Zhao, are you saying that Ziyu's words are true?"
There was some uncontrollable excitement in her voice.
Zhao Xifu nodded.
Zhu Yourong stood up in an instant, holding the table with both hands, his red lips and white teeth trembling slightly... If the 'paradox' and answer in Ziyu's mouth were spread to Tunnanzhou, I don't know how violent the shock it would cause in Jixia Academy
!
She couldn't help but turn her beautiful eyes to look at the young Confucian scholar who invited them to drink tonight.
Zhao Rongzheng looked as if nothing had happened, and Zhao Xifu did not answer him. He was looking at the glass of clear wine with a curious expression.
Zhu Yourong's breath suffocated slightly...Does this enemy know what he has done? His paradox and answer reveal the nature of time and space! Even if it is just a conclusion on whether time and space can be infinitely divided,
It's a simple answer, but it involves one of the most fundamental characteristics of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth.
As far as she knows, before today, the sages of the Xuanhuang Realm all held a "continuous" view on all things in time and even the flow of time, which can be divided infinitely. This is something that everyone can feel subjectively and is almost obvious.
conclusion.
In the past, this conclusion would have been almost unquestionable, but tonight, a certain guy not only raised a paradox to question the continuity of space and time, but also directly gave a firm answer! He directly crossed two steps.
If what he said is correct, then if Zhao Rong is now in the Jixia Academy of the "Ke Zheng Dao", his words will trigger a strange phenomenon in the world, a white rainbow penetrates the sun, a cloud dragon spits out beads, and the haze is colorful... It is a pity.
This is not a place for enlightenment.
The woman in a Confucian shirt with blue breasts couldn't help but take a deep breath and took several breaths in succession.
She didn't even have the time to pay attention to the pain caused by the strenuous breathing. Instead, her beautiful eyes kept falling on Zhao Rong, and her beautiful long eyelashes trembled. She wanted to speak several times, but she always hesitated.
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Just when Zhu Yourong was shocked, others also had different reactions.
Although Yu Huaijin did not have as much knowledge as her teacher, she was still vaguely aware of the "scary" behind this strange paradox and the answer. She had never seen these views in any book before.
This old-fashioned girl who came all the way to study in the ends of the earth looked at the young Confucian scholar in front of her who had penetrated Su Xing Tang halfway. She seemed to be unable to move for a moment, and was in a daze.
As for Zhao Lingfei, Su Xiaoxiao, Zhao Qian'er, Li Xueyou, Jingzi, etc., because the discussion by Zhao Rong, Zhao Xifu, Zhu Yourong and others was beyond their scope of knowledge, so after listening to it half-stupefied, several women said,
The expressions at the moment are all...
I didn't understand it, but I was shocked.
However, even if Zhao Lingfei, Su Xiaoxiao and others could not understand, they were not stupid. They understood Zhao Rong's words and Zhao Xifu and Zhu Yourong's violent reactions... were clearly shocked.
So their eyes fell on Zhao Rong one after another, with different expressions.
Su Xiaoxiao's little head was spinning and thinking... Well, is there any difference if the water in the Time River is continuous or not? What's the reason for being so confused?
But even though she couldn't figure it out, she didn't get entangled in it. Just like other little worries that popped up in her mind in the past, the little fox demon quickly put them behind her.
She doesn't understand, but as long as Zhao Lang understands, that's fine. Besides.
The little fox demon secretly looked at the faces of everyone in the circle and was secretly happy.
Su Xiaoxiao felt that as long as she could understand whether Zhao Lang was trying to show off, there would be no problem.
The little fox demon is no stranger to the reaction and performance of everyone on the field right now, and he really wants to say, ‘I am very familiar with this’.
In the highly anticipated Confucian-Taoist debate in the Zhongnan Kingdom, this was how Zhao Lang shocked the audience and defeated the Taoist gentleman in the debate.
At that time, she was the first to cheer and clap her hands.
And that day in the Liangjing Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty, Zhao Lang talked so eloquently that the uncle in a very luxurious and solemn dragon robe bowed his head humbly and respectfully called him 'sir'...
The little fox demon felt happy in his heart for a while, then he looked sideways at the expression of the woman with autumn eyes opposite him.
Zhao Lingfei's pretty face looked a little dazed as she looked at the young Confucian scholar who had become the center of attention.
Su Xiaoxiao's pair of fox eyes were secretly curved, like a pair of small crescent moons.
She thought to herself: Well, this Zhao Xian...sister, even Zhao Lang was so surprised when he casually showed his hand. It seems that he doesn't often accompany Zhao Lang and only cares about his own practice. Well, Xiaoxiao accompanied Zhao Lang all the way.
After going through a lot, Zhao Lang said... not being with someone is the longest confession of love.
Thinking of this, the happy smile on the little fox demon's pink lips gradually faded away.
She suddenly wanted to cry...I...my Zhao Lang...it was originally mine...
Everyone on the court didn't notice Su Xiaoxiao's sudden sad look for a moment, and all their attention was focused on Zhao Rong.
Zhu Yourong wanted to raise his hand to grab Zhao Rong's sleeve.
Just like sometimes when she was writing in private with him in Yilanxuan's study, she encountered a word that she couldn't write well. He thought about it for a while and then wrote it casually. Zhu Yourong was happy to reach out and grab his sleeve, asking this enemy to teach her quickly.
Same.
He would always smile and try to be beaten...
At this moment, Zhu Yourong was about to raise his hand, but then he put it down quietly, frowning at Zhao Rong and saying: "Ziyu, you said before that you read it from a certain miscellaneous book. Where is that book? Have you really forgotten?
Yet."
Just as Zhao Rong was about to nod seriously, Zhao Xifu chuckled and glanced sideways at Zhao Rong, with an expression like "Who are you kidding? You're such a shitty miscellaneous book".
Seeing this, Zhu Yourong pursed his lips and remembered that this enemy liked to sell things and deceive people, and sometimes it was unclear whether his words were true or false.
Bad Ziyu, how come you still pretend to be me... She was a little discouraged and glared at Zhao Rong who was blinking.
"Shopkeeper Zhao, please don't talk nonsense. How did I lie to you? I really read it in a miscellaneous book." Zhao Rong felt it was necessary to reiterate, well, it's just that this miscellaneous book is not in the Xuanhuang Realm...
Everyone didn't believe him either, they just thought he was humble.
Zhao Xifu glanced at the glass of wine in front of Zhao Rong and sneered.
Zhao Rong coughed and didn't explain much.
He pointed to the glass of wine as clear as a spring:
"What kind of wine is this? Could it be...Uncle, you are too polite. Which one of us is following the other? Qingjun has already troubled you too much by borrowing Guizhai's kitchen to cook tonight, and now uncle can't help it, and is determined
Without hesitation, I took out the treasured wine without hesitation, this is too... um, is this a summer insect or a qushi? "
Zhao Rongzheng said sincerely, but his expression dropped in the next second and he asked curiously.
"..." Zhao Xifu felt that if he stayed with this brat any longer, he would suffer from eye twitching... Ah, we don't want to get to know each other, so don't let me get to know each other.
He said expressionlessly: "It's yours. You'll know when you drink it, don't ask me."
The shopkeeper came to the closed wooden door, looked up at the clock hanging on the door, and then glanced outside the door through the hole in the screen window of the wooden door.
Zhao Rong nodded, picked up the wine glass, and wanted to drink.
"etc."
The sword spirit in the heart lake suddenly said.
"He is shaking you. It is useless for you to drink. It may even be harmful."
Zhao Rong asked seriously: "What kind of wine is this?"
After a moment of silence, he said, "This is probably a rare place of enlightenment."
Zhao Rong felt a chill in his heart.
Sword Spirit said in a deep voice, "You can give it to your eldest wife or second wife, or that old friend."
Zhao Rong was stunned for half a breath, "Xiao Xiao?"
"No. He's the one with the biggest breasts and the most dignified one."
The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched violently, and he couldn't help cursing in his heart:
"Can you fucking stop making such jokes? My relationship with Zhu Yourong is not what you think. We are normal teachers and students, and our relationship is both teachers and friends. Don't taint us with your dirty thoughts!"
He was a little angry.
"Oh, teachers and students...it's not like I haven't seen this kind of thing before. Don't all you scholars like this tone? In addition to female teachers, there are also mistresses and so on..." Gui disdain.
"Shut up. I have nothing to say to you, so don't talk nonsense."
"Would normal teachers and students still secretly write in each other's hands in public?" Sword Spirit wondered, "Are you asking for advice? Scholars really know how to play, even flirting with each other so elegantly, this time
It’s written in the palm of your hand, where will you write next time?”
"I..." Zhao Rong.
Wait, why do I feel like you, a bullshit sword spirit, know everything?
The two only communicated quickly within a few breaths, and Zhao Rong quickly turned dark.
Gui thought for a while and said firmly: "According to my experience, if you two teachers and students continue to flirt with each other like this, sooner or later they will get together..."
Zhao Rong didn't wait for it to finish speaking, then left the heart lake and ignored the poisonous tongue sword spirit.
The next second, he moved.
At this time, in everyone else's field of vision, Zhao Rong suddenly paused after picking up the wine glass after hearing Zhao Xifu's words.
Then his eyes drooped, he was quiet for a few breaths, then suddenly raised his eyes and handed the wine glass to Zhao Lingfei's hand without saying a word.
"Qingjun, drink."
Zhao Rong said seriously.
Zhao Lingfei was stunned for a moment, shook her head, and tried to push her back, "Brother Rong'er, I said, if you don't drink this wine, you can drink..."
"Qingjun." Zhao Rong interrupted softly.
At the door, Zhao Xifu looked outside with his back to everyone, his eyes slightly narrowed.
Concubine Zhao Ling frowned slightly and wanted to ask.
Zhao Rong was having some kind of suspicion in his heart, and his thoughts were getting stronger and stronger. He stared at Zhao Lingfei's beautiful eyes seriously, squinted and repeated:
"Drink."
Zhao Lingfei raised her glass without hesitation, raised her head, and drank the clear spring water in one gulp.
The woman with autumn eyes suddenly became well-behaved.
All this happened in an instant.
As soon as everyone reacted, Zhao Lingfei in their sight had already put down her wine glass.
She put down the wine glass gently. At this moment, the bottom of the wine glass was only a few centimeters from the surface of the table.
The next second.
The wine glass touched the table.
"Click!"
It was a loud sound! It was like knocking on everyone's forehead, making people's teeth shake.
No one made a sound.
For a time, the sound of the falling cup echoed back and forth in the dim orange-lit hall, just like a morning bell oscillating for the first time in the morning on the top of the mountain, welcoming a bright rising sun.
Where everyone's eyes were focused, Zhao Lingfei was sitting upright with her waist straight, her bare hand holding the cup slowly loosened.
Under her hands, the glass containing a certain wine turned into powder.
Silent and breathless.
At this time, when the tavern was closed, there was no wind, and everyone was breathing softly.
The powder that the wine glass turned into rose up with the wind, swirled upwards, drew the trajectory of the whirlwind, and then scattered in all directions.
However, when a part of the powder flew about three feet above and in front of Zhao Lingfei's right shoulder, it seemed that it encountered some transparent obstacles...
The powder vaguely outlines the shape of a small sword.
Just in a blink of an eye, the powder has dissipated.
The sword disappeared.
Before anyone could open their eyes and take a closer look, a small handleless sword appeared three feet above and in front of Zhao Lingfei's left shoulder.
It is exquisite and clear, slender and compact, like a slender girl.
This sword is very familiar to Zhao Rong. It is the physical sword of Qingjun's natal flying sword Qingmei in the heart lake. However, Qingjun seems to have not collected the special materials and forged it completely, so he rarely takes it out.
However, at this moment, under the look of astonishment, Qingmei appeared, and... she screamed with all her strength!
Zheng!
The clear sound of Qingmei's sword sounds like joy, like... a welcome.
The next second, a sword sound that was clearer than Qingmei's sword sound suddenly appeared.
Zheng!
Zhao Lingfei suddenly stood up and said, "The bamboo horse seems to be the best."