"The red and black clothes are not important. The important thing is what the boy in black said. Is it wrong?" Yan Jiaqing relaxed all over and put his hands on the table, and laughed slowly, "Listen to that person, do you think it makes sense or is unreasonable? Even if you don't agree, you can't tell the right or wrong."

When Yan Jiaqing was always quarreling with the old woodcutter, he never mentioned order, but was just a mess. However, since Yun Zhong walked with the fishing man, he found that the teacher was a teacher after all. No matter how much ink was in his belly, how capable he could teach and educate people, at least in the speech, he could often hit the eye of the formation and make others speechless. Only the old woodcutter, who had always been unreasonable and unreasonable, could he cure Yan Jiaqing into obedience.

"The two of you guys have three or two cut peach blossoms in the wine. Be careful when you are in the lower mouth. After all, the peach blossoms are slightly astringent after all. Don't mess up the taste of the wine."

It was the time when Yun Zhong thought about how to reply. The waiter brought the two jars of wine. Although the mud at the mouth of the jar was sealed open, the waiter did not spill any of them when he served the wine. He stood up and smiled, "If it were other places, how could such fresh peach blossoms be found, which is the best place to add wine."

Yun Zhong had never seen such a way to drink wine. Yan Jiaqing had a better understanding. After thanking him softly, he lifted the wine jar and shook it back and forth twice. He was still sinking into the peach blossoms at the bottom of the jar. None of them floated up. At most, he moved his body slightly, shook his head and tail lazyly, and then fell back to his original place. He nodded with satisfaction and did not continue to talk to Yun Zhong. He held the jar and drank it without any cups at all. He was quite heroic.

It was not until half of the jar of peach blossoms were drunk that Yan Jiaqing was reluctant to put down the jar and said to the young man, "It is so important to cut peach blossoms and drink wine. Yizhang is the only place where there is such a custom around it. I have to say a ripe wine. The sweet taste in peach blossom petals is the most pleasant. First, the taste is hidden very deeply and has not affected the original taste of the wine. Only by savoring it can you taste the aroma of peach blossoms. Second, it is different from the sweet peach blossom wine. The latter always makes people feel greasy after drinking two or three mouthfuls. However, cutting peach blossoms soaking wine is the most moderate way, which is extremely wonderful."

Yun Zhong also drank a few sips of wine slowly. When he first entered his mouth, he did not notice any difference. However, after a few breaths of wine, the root of his tongue became slightly sweet and slightly bitter, but not annoying. He probably realized the beauty of the peach blossoms being wine, and nodded in praise.

"I don't know why, most of the people who are familiar with each other are drunkards. It seems that they have been drinking alcohol all year round, which has attracted so many people in the wine hall." When Yan Jiaqing spoke just now, Yun Zhong guessed some of the words that the gentleman planned to cut into the words, so he never made a puzzle. He said calmly, "No matter whether the word choice or trade-off is chosen, even if it is the word "moderate", there must be a trade-off. What you don't want to do, and you will feel disgusted as soon as you take a step closer. It is better to go all the way from beginning to end. According to the younger generation, it is the most peaceful way to make your heart pure and happy."

Yan Jiaqing was stunned. He never thought that the boy could guess his own meaning in just a few days after entering the lake. He looked a little relieved, but he still shook his head to deny it, "When the man in red and the man in black, he must have lived a long life than the man in red. At least he had the ability to register. He knew that he could not win and wanted to escape. He knew that he could not do anything. Compared with the man in red, he made a profit and did not make a fortune for himself. He was punished by heaven and earth. This statement should be the deepest impression in the eyes of practitioners or people in the martial arts world."

"But since I don't want to do it, even if I know that this matter is reasonable, I'm afraid I don't want to do it. This is what my junior said just now, why do I just like the red clothes?"

Yun Zhongqing spoke lightly and took the time to drink a drink.

"Do you know how to understand the kindness of a woman?" Yan Jiaqing did not answer, but had no means to deal with it. The young man's words were really unsolvable. Since others pretended to fall asleep, how could he wake up? However, before the young man could answer, Yan Jiaqing spoke on his own, "In ancient times, there were famous families who fought with a man from a rampant family. The former had strong troops and a broad territory. However, after he was self-reliant, he refused to use the despicable means in the eyes of the generals, or because he was worried about his old love, he was reluctant to take action, and eventually delayed the man from a rampant family, who was defeated and died. He put aside the idea of ​​looking at his counselors as if nothing had happened. Is this kind of kindness the kindness of a woman?"

Yun Zhong frowned.

"After seizing the world, you can give great kindness, benevolence, and love the people of the world, but you lose the foundation of the whole country because of your compassion. How can you not be a woman's kindness? But that grass-roots man can sit in the golden throne and overlook the people, and benevolence can be obtained. It is not just that what the man in red thinks does not need to obey his heart in everything." Yan Jiaqing raised his head and drank the wine from the jar, stirred his cheeks, and spit out two peach blossoms. "It is obvious that he can do many better things in the future, and be able to do things with his fists as big as a mountain. He is full of wings. He says nothing shameful words, and protecting the people is like taking things out of his pocket. It is right to accumulate small good deeds, but if he encounters something that cannot be controlled, he will take a step back, in my opinion, it is actually not embarrassing."

"A step back, even if you obey everything and detach yourself from the red clothes, you will be the most important thing to be the title of sacrificing your life for righteousness. Someone will write a biography for you, and will be circulated in the world for thousands of years, and will win a reputation for being in the future. Those who are waiting for you to return to the mountain to celebrate the New Year on Nangong Mountain have no thoughts in their hearts," said the literati, who was even a little annoyed, called the waiter and added a few jars of wine, took a lamp, and

The second eyes stared at the young man, "Miss Wen is still guarding the mountain, hoping that one day she will untickle the cage and spend the rest of her life with you, or to ask for the word at the end of the path of practice. When I came out of the mountain, the girl with strange appearance was already exhausted and half of her life was torn by the heart disease. If you act without worrying and only ask about your original heart, the news of your death was passed on to the mountain and the white silk to send the funeral, how could that girl survive?"

"Not even mention that your father who is still in Beiyanze, you must have a conscience. If you go on a trip in the world, you can stop practicing because of poor talent, but you cannot live too selfishly. I have no worries. People who have no worries in the world, even if they die, are not bad, but you are different. In addition to yourself, you should still think about those who are still in the world and wait for you to go back to drink."

"Life is sometimes small, and can only be exchanged for the word "meaning".Life is sometimes big, and it becomes a thought that people who care about often think about it. The so-called red clothes are actually the most affectionate, because he only cares about whether he thinks it is right or wrong, so arrogant."

Yan Jiaqing said these words loudly, and he was not as calm as usual, and the boy was dazzled.

"I want to tell you one more thing," Yan Jiaqing said calmly, "At first, I calculated that Wen Yu came to take over the Diaoyu Lang Yiye and hung this yellow dragon on his body, but later I found that you are clearly kind to others everywhere and treat others with sincerity. You always care about the people in the mountains. But in the final analysis, you are the most affectionate. Although it is not your fault, the red-clothed thoughts are too strong, which makes you no longer remember that you should have a full meal in your first life. Compared to Wen Yu, it is more suitable to take over the Diaoyu Lang next time."

Yan Jiaqing said this coldly and stood up and left, throwing the young man who was still full of entanglement into the peach forest alone. The wind gathered a hundred peach blossoms on the ground and hit the boy's face, which made him feel a little painful.

The light words suddenly smashed the thoughts and thoughts in the lake. This was Yan Jiaqing's most outstanding method as a fisherman. Since entering the mountain, his thoughts were shaking and falling. They all said that they were a wake-up call. But Yun Zhong clearly noticed that there was something wrong in Yan Jiaqing's words, but he was still smashed into his mood by these words. The boy struggled to hold up and hugged the raccoon cat. The latter did not know what the purpose was, but he still let the culcoon pick it up. He looked at the confused and mixed thoughts in the culcoon's eyes at this time. Finally, he slowly closed his eyes and asked in a low voice with the culcoon, "Will you rather starve than just eat rats and not fish in order to eliminate the harm of rats?"

The spring night is windy, and it is still cool.

On the way back to the tavern, Yan Jiaqing suddenly stopped and Huanglong appeared. For some reason, she shook the cold and sharp teeth and stared at Yan Jiaqing.

"I didn't lie to that boy. What I said was just right and reasonable. Even if Wu Shuang came, what he said would definitely be consistent with what I said and the truth was. This is the principle of the world. Without the ability to be a god or a Buddha, he could only follow the rules and common sense in the world. What's wrong with it?"

Yan Jiaqing, who had already turned into a long-robed literati, smiled very seriously. Wuyu looked at Huang Long, "Don't look at me with my mouth and teeth. He was a thief who looked like a saint, but now he was a saint, and now he was like a saint, and he stood behind me. The whole world was the truth behind me. Even if there was a Heavenly King's Tower and a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers landing, I was not wrong at all. It just depends on how the boy understood it. First, he taught him to take over your trouble with peace of mind, and second, he wanted to save his life and obey your old call. Isn't it a great thing?"

Huang Long looked at Yan Jiaqing for a quarter of an hour, and finally shook his head and tail and turned into a calm yellow rope again, which fell on the latter's shoulder. So the literati became happier and brisk, thinking that the peach blossoms would not quench their thirst after all. When he returned to the tavern, he would definitely have to have a few more jars of wine. In the future, when the boy returned, he would record all the books on the boy, teach the truth and exchange for wine, which was a very cost-effective transaction.

But until the waiter turned off the lights and planned to close the stall and rest, the boy did not make any moves. He just asked the waiter to return to the tavern and took the raccoon cat back to the house, handed over three or two dried fish, and then he didn't speak anymore, relying on a very old peach tree to squint his eyes and fall asleep.

In the empty dream, there are bizarre people coming and leaving one after another.

Talking about two or three things.

The full text is about halfway through, so I still want to talk about our boy Yun.

He will take the wrong path and occasionally become a fence-bearer when encountering something he doesn't understand. He will listen to it wherever he thinks it makes sense. Although this path may not be right, people will make mistakes. This kid is just an ordinary person. After all, he is just a book-based person formed by the gathering of all kinds of thoughts in the world.

In the end, I wrote these chapters very depressedly, that is, I know that the most rational thinking may not be the ones that people like, but I have to surrender. At first, when I started labeling, I added a world of things that I couldn't help but write a lot, but I still have to write more. Whether it's cool or a work that I think is a bit conscientious and capable, in the final analysis, I hope that after reading the book, I can maintain a state of mind. When I let go of this book, I can force myself to deal with the difficulties and misfortunes in front of me. I am most likely to encounter cold water plugging my teeth, sugar cakes burn the back of my head, and bad luck.

Yun Zhong is no exception, you and me are no exception.

The key is not to ask God and worship Buddha, but to clearly encounter some uncontrollable things when they encounter unsatisfactory things, rather than just resenting one's own blessings and injustice in the world.
Chapter completed!