The sky is clear and the wind is gentle and gentle.
Lanxi, hidden among the green mountains, is a lake of green water, the water reflecting the mountains and forests.
A small boat, wandering aimlessly on the water.
On the bow of the boat, a petite figure squatted next to a fixed fishing rod, stretched out a green-white hand, and carefully used two fingers to gently press the supported bamboo fishing rod.
Once, and again.
The fishing rod, which is waiting for the lucky fish, is curved like a green willow by the lake. It is shaking up and down, the silk fishing line is beating non-stop, and the silver mirror water surface is rippling, which is really beautiful.
"Su Xiaoxiao!"
The little fox demon who was causing trouble retracted his hands, put them in his arms, and looked up at the sky.
"If you make trouble again, we won't have any fish for lunch, so we'll stew you."
The voice inside the boat came again.
"Well."
A curious little head nodded three times, and its high-tied ponytail jumped.
In the cabin, Zhao Rong reluctantly withdrew his gaze and glanced at Lin Wenruo and Liu Sanbian in front of him.
One is smiling, the other is dull and dull.
The journey was about to start tomorrow, and the weather was rarely sunny today, so Lin Wenruo suggested going out for a boating outing.
The three of them continued drinking sake.
Zhao Rong raised the white porcelain wine glass and took a sip. It was fragrant and refreshing.
But his eyes unconsciously glanced at Lin Wenruo's hand.
One is curled up in the wide sleeves, the other is wrapped in a white handkerchief, holding the wine glass with five fingers, trembling slightly.
Zhao Rong wanted to have a quiet rest today, but early in the morning, Lin Wenruo came to look for him as if nothing was wrong.
Lin Wenruo smiled and said: "The soup made by the crucian carp from Wenchang Lake in Lanxi is famous for its delicious taste. It was once a special delicacy provided by the royal family. Tzuyu will have to try it later."
Zhao Rong agreed with a smile, turned around and looked at the little fox demon on the bow of the boat, and found that she was finally obedient and stopped making trouble. She just reached out to play with the water outside the boat.
The three of them clinked glasses and drank.
Lin Wenruo glanced at Liu Sanbian, who spoke little, "Brother Sanbian, are you going to Duyou City with Ziyu too?"
Liu Sanbian said dullly: "Da Wei."
"Da Wei, oh, it's not that far. You can arrive there in less than a month. Well, I remember that when I first returned to China, the king of Da Wei invited me there..."
The three of them chatted.
Not long after, amidst the excitement of the little fox demon shouting and screaming, Zhao Rong put away his fishing rod, processed the caught crucian carp, and put it into the soup.
In fact, he didn't know how to do these jobs before, but since this journey, he had to rely on Liu Sanbian to survive in the open air at first. Later, he felt a little embarrassed, so he and Liu Sanbian learned some essential skills for survival in the wild.
So later on when they were on their way, Zhao Rong and Liu Sanzhan took turns cooking.
What? You said Su Xiaoxiao, sorry, she can only eat.
Waiting for food on the side.
The milky white fish soup is indeed very fresh and nourishing. Su Xiao was full of snacks and touched her belly with a satisfied look on her face.
After tea and dinner, Liu Sanbian closed his eyes and took a lunch break. Zhao Rong was pulled by the little fox demon and continued to tell the story of Liaozhai that had been interrupted for ten years. Lin Wenruo listened curiously.
Zhao Rong told Su Xiaoxiao a very educational story, the painted skin in "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio".
"Tzuyu, your story is good, with profound meaning, novel and interesting." Lin Wenruo nodded.
Zhao Rong smiled, turned to the little fox demon on the side and said: "Su Xiaoxiao, do you understand? You must be careful in the future, don't be kidnapped by bad guys wearing glorious human skins."
Su Xiaoxiao said seriously: "Zhao Rong, shouldn't you be more careful? Well, the stupid scholar in the story was seduced by a ghost in beautiful human skin, and he didn't even listen to the words of the woman who was kind to him, like
…Just like when I do something good for you sometimes, you just don’t listen and insist on…”
Before the little fox demon finished speaking, he suddenly held his little head with both hands and stared at the Confucian scholar in front of him with wide eyes, with an expression on his face: "Look, I am doing this for your own good and you are bullying me again."
Zhao Rong, who had been re-educated, expressionlessly withdrew the hand that had just been in close contact with her soft black hair.
Lin Wenruo smiled dumbly at the side.
Su Xiaoxiao snorted, feeling that she had met a bad guy in human skin. She puffed her mouth and ran to the bow of the boat to play. Before leaving, she made a "very scary" face at Zhao Rong.
Zhao Rong and Lin Wenruo looked at each other in the boat, and Zhao Rong smiled and shook his head.
Suddenly, Lin Wenruo seemed to remember something and whispered: "Ziyu, yesterday, that...'Ti Yong Yiyuan Theory' was you..."
"Well, I heard it from someone else." Zhao Rong interrupted, shaking his wine glass, "I heard it from a friend. Well, I don't know where he got it from."
Lin Wenruo raised his eyebrows and turned to look at Su Xiaoxiao, who was sitting on the bow of the boat and paddling with bare feet, with a strange expression.
"Ahem, where is she? This stupid girl, I guess the audience didn't understand anything except that I was the most handsome one on the stage yesterday." Zhao Rong chuckled lightly, "Well, I applaud.
The encouragement was very positive.”
Lin Wenruo nodded and didn't ask any more questions. But after a moment of silence, he suddenly said casually: "When Tzuyu sees that friend when he turns around, you can ask him. If he was the first one to ask, you can
Let him try it at Jixia Academy in Tunnanzhou."
Zhao Rong's right hand shaking the wine glass paused slightly, his eyelids drooped, and then he continued his friend's words, "Why should he go to Jixia Academy?"
Lin Wenruo looked directly at Zhao Rong, "Heaven and earth have spirits, which can be used to dialectically interpret the Tao. You...your friend's theory of one source of body and function is probably a new Tao. It may be recognized by this world, but how can all living beings be so different?"
There are many, but the spirits of heaven and earth are chaotic and ignorant, so it is difficult to 'listen' to them."
"You must go to some special places of enlightenment. Only there can new theories be 'listened to' and recognized by heaven and earth, supplementing the laws of heaven and earth, and turning into traces of the great road."
"And the first person to propose it will receive gifts from heaven and earth. Even if he proves a small 'Tao', the gifts he will receive are extremely valuable."
"This is the reason why the cultivation of hundreds of disciples is so high, and it is also the most coveted promotion method for us monks of hundreds of schools, the broad road."
Lin Wenruo moved his eyes away, looked at the green mountains and green waters outside the boat, and said softly: "Such a place of enlightenment that can communicate with heaven and earth is extremely rare in Xuanhuang, and Jixia Academy is one of them, and it is also the most famous.
one place."
Zhao Rong took a sip of wine, thought for a while, and asked his doubts, "Then why can poetry be read anytime and anywhere?"
"This is the credit of our Confucian sages. The way of poetry has long been recognized by heaven and earth, and it is also one of the ways that heaven and earth favor. It has become a law of heaven and earth and is everywhere. Every time a new poem is born
, are all supplements to this avenue, and the world of Xuanhuang Realm will automatically respond."
Lin Wenruo sighed with emotion, "Among the many monks from hundreds of schools of thought, we, the Confucian scholars, are indeed uniquely endowed."
Zhao Rong nodded, did not respond, and did not ask any more questions. He lowered his head and looked at the contents of the cup.
Lin Wenruo glanced at Zhao Rong's expression and gave an imperceptible curl at the corner of his mouth, "Don't be in a hurry. It's okay to tell your friend later. Only the person who is the first to propose a new theory in this world can prove it."
Once you achieve enlightenment, you can go anytime."
Zhao Rong looked a little embarrassed, coughed, and said quickly: "Well, I will convey it to him truthfully, and I will take him to thank Wen Ruo for his kindness."
Lin Wenruo smiled and nodded.
Zhao Rong raised his head and emptied the drink, took a breath, and suddenly asked Lin Wenruo a question that surprised Lin Wenruo.
"Wen Ruo, do you know something about the Fuyao Elector's Mansion in Kundu, Western Fuyao Continent?"