Zuo Guangshu returned to his courtyard, sat in the pavilion for a while, and stood for a while.
I don’t know how time passed, but suddenly I heard some noise, turned around and saw Jiang Wang walking over under the guidance of his servants.
“What have you been talking about for so long?” Zuo Guangshu asked, staring.
“There’s nothing to talk about.” Jiang Wang smiled and said, “The Duke of Huai ordered me to behave well in the mountains and seas, so as not to embarrass your great Chu Zuo family.”
"Nonsense, my grandpa wouldn't say that!" Zuo Guangshu said angrily, and then said: "Your room has been tidied up. It has been very hard these days, so you should rest first. Tomorrow, tomorrow I..."
Jiang Wang nodded seriously: "Take me to see your little wife tomorrow, I remember!"
Zuo Guangshu didn't seem to hear, and said with a straight face: "Aunt Wu, take Mr. Jiang to the guest room."
He put his hands behind his back and left with his head held high.
Aunt Wu is about forty years old. She has a plain appearance, but she is clean and decent in appearance and behaves like a noble family member.
 Lead Jiang Wang to his residence without saying anything along the way.
After introducing the room to Jiang Wang, he said something intentionally or unintentionally: "Why is there a guest room in the young master's courtyard? This house is also where the young master often comes to live."
Only then did Jiang Wang know that Zuo Guangshu had given him his master bedroom. He couldn't help but ask, "What about Guangshu himself?"
 It is said to be just a bedroom, but it is actually a small courtyard.
 The entire Guogong Mansion is composed of courtyards within courtyards, with luxury in one place stacked on top of another.
Most people can't live for a year or two, it is difficult to find east and north and south in this mansion.
"It's in the other master bedroom." Aunt Wu said: "There are two master bedrooms in the courtyard, the east and the west. The young master lives in them alternately. There is more practice there, and there is more study here."
Jiang Wang now gets a headache when he hears the word "reading". The endless content of "The Swordsman Cuts the Sea" has cruelly extinguished his yearning for reading.
 “Oh, that’s it.”
"If Mr. Jiang is bored, you can read. There are Confucian classics, Buddhist scriptures, Taoist books and military books. The young master said, it doesn't matter." Of course Aunt Wu didn't know Jiang Wang, but she just felt that since the young master asked him to call this guest
As 'sir', he must be a learned man.
“Oh, good.” Jiang Wang said, “It’s pretty good.”
"There are always people outside the courtyard. If you have any orders, just call me." She stopped talking and bowed and retreated.
 Have a good sense of proportion.
Jiang Wang took a moment to look at the luxurious bedroom of the Duke of Da Chu, his eyes passed over some unnamed utensils, and he paused on the bookshelf.
　　I jumped over immediately.
 Then I saw the desk.
There are also bookshelves and a desk in the bedroom!
What do you think.
　　I can't concentrate on reading, nor can I concentrate on resting. It's just a mess.
Jiang Wang wanted to criticize him severely, but he still sat down at the desk first.
The desk was very clean. All the books and writings that Zuo Guangshu usually read must have been put away and not allowed to be seen by him.
Jiang Wang glanced at it and didn't see it, so he gave up.
Silently took out the storage box, rummaged through it with an expressionless expression, and took out "Volume 16"...
He will probably never forget how he felt when he opened this storage box for the first time. The piles of books made him unable to laugh for a long time.
 After a long period of self-forgiveness, I was finally able to become numb.
Jiang Wang skillfully turned the book to the place he read last time. Jiang Wang paused for a moment and suddenly thought of something.

The world is so vast and the future is so long-term, we cannot let our children lose when it comes to laying the foundation...
Jiang was very aware that his elder brother was like his father, so he silently made a plan for this matter, and then buried his head in memorizing the book.
 After leaving Linzi, memorizing for an hour every day gradually became a habit.
 I have been practicing in the mountain and sea purgatory these days, day and night, and I really can't find time, so I have stopped for a long time. This also means that I have to make up some time to come back...
This night I was stunned for two hours before I stopped.
 It makes my head spin.
 With the strength of his soul, this shouldn't be the case. What's the point of memorizing a book?
But the problem is that none of these history writers are willing to speak properly. The words are very simple and full of meaning. One word can explain many meanings, and it is impossible to understand them at all.
Emperor Qi said that he should memorize it from ear to ear, so how could he just endorse it?
 You have to know something and have some understanding of your own.
 Two hours of intensive non-stop thinking, understanding and reciting made Jiang Wang feel top-heavy, as if he was falling into the clouds and fog.
 After putting the book away, Jiang Wang sat cross-legged on the chair and began to practice.
Zuo Guangshu said that he had taken a good rest these past few days to recuperate his spirit, but for Jiang Wang, being able to practice peacefully was already a break.
 In the distant starry sky, a wisp of soul appeared, and Jiang Wang landed in the star tower.
 He has become very accustomed to this kind of practice, constantly strengthening the Star Tower, constantly getting closer and clarifying his own path...
 Water grinds the hard work, just persevere.
 Let your brain rest for a while and leave more thinking to the subsequent Taoist practice.
 Bang bang bang, bang bang bang!
 At the bottom of the Star Tower, in the sealed stone prison, Senhai Longshen hit the wall hard, making a movement that could not be ignored.
 Since Jiang Wang came to the Star Tower, he started taking action.
 Having a very strong desire to communicate with Jiang Wang.
 Behavior like today has been going on for a long time.
 Jiang Wang never paid attention to it.
Today, I directly cut off the sound from the stone prison on the ground floor, meditated calmly, and slowly completed the practice of the Star Tower.
It was certainly a good thing that Senior Guan Yan helped him build the Star Tower. However, it shortened the process of building it with his own hands, and it was inevitable that he would lose control. What Jiang Wang has been making up for since Xingyue Yuan is the lack of control over his own Star Tower.
More details, more specific grasp.
 In the meticulous carving, trace the process from scratch to something.
When he opened his eyes, the stars in his eyes flowed and then disappeared.
The sword shined in his eyes, and his sharp edge was revealed for an instant, and then sank into his eyes as clear as water.
 There are also black and white yin and yang fish at the "bottom", which disappear in a flash.
 Finally returned to Ningding.
 Perhaps we can have a chat.
With this thought in mind, Jiang Wang stepped to the bottom of the Star Tower, tapped the ground with his toes, and a huge stone slab became transparent.
 Let the Senhai Dragon God in the stone prison be able to clearly see himself on the top of the stone prison.
“It turns out that I am at the base of your star tower.”
 This is the first sentence Senhai Longshen said after seeing each other for such a long time.
Compared with the previous aloofness and arrogance, this time His attitude is very equal, and there is no "ant" or "ant" shouting.
 But Jiang Wang was obviously not satisfied with this attitude.
“It seems that you haven’t decided how to talk to me yet.”
 He only said this, then simply turned the stone slab back to its original shape, and then left the star tower directly.
 It's as if he doesn't care about the value of the Dragon God at all.
 Leaving Senhai Dragon God's "little brother!" and "young master!" behind him.
 Boiling a dragon is a technical job, Jiang Wang hopes he won't be impatient.
 Then there were several battles in the illusory realm of Taixu, and then the study of Taoism...
 The night passed like this.
 …
To be continued...