The old scholar also asked and answered himself: "I think it's really not cold, and it can make people walk a few more steps on the wind and snow road."

Mao Xiaodong looked at the heavy snow outside the pavilion and blurted out: "A gentleman's learning is beautiful, and etiquette is the reason why he is righteous. He can do what he can speak and what he can do. When he learns to do what he does, he is the ultimate virtue of a gentleman."

The old scholar slapped his thigh and said, "Good!"

The wind and snow outside the pavilion stopped.

Mao Xiaodong sat down slowly, and when the snow stopped, he had already entered the Yupu Realm. Not only that, the words of the couplets outside the pavilion shone brightly, and the heavy snow continued to fall on the earth.

The old scholar suddenly asked, "Outside the pavilion, you walk far away with a warm heart. There are so many people on the side of the road with frozen hands and feet trembling. What do you think? These people may have never read books. In the cold season, they are thin clothes. How can they read? A teacher who has no worries about his own coldness and warmth, and is talking in people's ears, isn't it just annoying?"

Mao Xiaodong fell into deep thought, and even unaware of his husband's quiet departure.

The old scholar and the high-ranking priest beside him smiled and said, "How do you say it?"

The high-priest said, "Start immediately, Cui Xuan said in the letter that as long as Mao Xiaodong breaks the realm, start immediately, and replace him with Cui Xuan to be the new mountain master of Shanya Academy."

The old scholar smiled and said, "Don't forget to let Shanya Academy return to the ranks of the Seventy-Two Academy."

The latter bows and bows, and takes the order to act.

The old scholar suddenly said, "I borrowed the word 'mountain' from you. If you refuse, it is reasonable. I will never make things difficult for me. I haven't seen you for a long time..."

The high priest was a little hesitant, but after hearing this, he agreed decisively.

The old scholar patted the other party on the shoulder and exclaimed: "It's not confusing for small matters, but it's even more decisive for big matters. Mr. Lisheng accepted disciples, but he was a little inferior."

The high-ranking priest of the dignified Academy Palace was speechless for a moment.

It was a world after asking about the Tao to study with Wen Sheng, and chatting with the old scholar.

Li Baoping and his party had just walked out of the gate of the Book of Rites.

Li Baoping suddenly smiled and said, "Mr. Wen Sheng."

He waved his hands to the old scholars who appeared in their form and told everyone not to say hello to them, so as not to startle others, but to speak without restraint.

When she planted autumn, Cao Qinglang and Dizhang no longer greeted each other. Cao Qinglang just called the master, the old scholar nodded and smiled.

The old scholar walked with them to Younang Lake, and no one noticed along the way.

Li Baoping and the others stepped on the snow, creaking.

Only the old scholar was wandering without a trace while walking.

After the Tao of heaven and earth, you will be helped by mountains and rivers and will be heavy by heaven and earth.

Scholars have always been like this. The old scholar has always been proud of many things such as writing books, collecting disciples, teaching knowledge, quarrels with others, excellent wine, etc., and they have always been proud of it without any concealment. However, this matter does not feel that there is anything worthy of praise. Whoever praises or scolds people, I will be anxious with them.

The old scholar walked between Xiao Baoping and Cao Qinglang, looking left and right, smiling on his face.

Do I need a lot of people in my Wen Sheng lineage?

The old scholar waved his hand and said that there were many powerful people.

Li Baoping whispered: "Mr. Wen Sheng, I heard that you have become a wise man. He is so tall."

The old scholar immediately smiled so hard that he couldn't stop talking, waved his hand and said, "Where is it, it's okay."

Xiao Baoping's praise still has to accept it.

Cao Qinglang said, "Thank you for your hard work, Master."

The gentleman of the gentleman is his master.

The old scholar laughed and said small things, it was really hard for you to travel thousands of miles at a young age.

Cao Qinglang hesitated for a moment and asked, "Master, there are some things that I can't understand when it comes to making names to refer to reality."

The old scholar nodded and asked with a smile: "Before asking, what do you think is the most useful thing about the master's knowledge? Or what do you want to use it most? Don't be anxious, think slowly. It's not that you are right in the exam, don't be nervous, just treat it as a chat."

Zhongqiu was looking forward to Cao Qinglang's answer.

Cao Qinglang obviously had a conclusion and said without any hesitation: "I have read the master's works word by word, word by word, and some of them are still simple, and some may not be able to get started yet and are still ignorant. However, the biggest feeling is that the master's explanation of the truth is the most stable. The reasoning is profound and the method of reasoning is shallow, so a certain truth is, like the beautiful scenery that can be seen from a distance from the perspective, but the road that descendants are not rugged, the road is straight, flat and easy to walk, so it makes people feel the hard work."

The old scholar nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, right."

Li Baoping nodded slightly and added: "My uncle said early on that Mr. Wen Sheng is like walking in front of him, throwing money all the way, and having excellent knowledge and principles, such as copper coins and treasures everywhere, which can allow future scholars to "continuously pick up money and work hard to dig," and are not gold and silver that require hard work. If you open a page of the book, you can make money immediately."

The old scholar became more and more energetic when he heard this. He slapped his boxing several times, and then immediately smiled. After all, he was the master, so he was a little bit of face.

The old scholar even felt that the students collected by his disciples were better than the students.

So the old scholar finally said: "Bao Ping, Qinglang, of course, there is Mr. Zhong. If you have any questions in the future, you can ask Mao Xiaodong. He will not learn wrongly when he is studying. He will not teach wrongly when he is a teacher. It is amazing."

Zhong Qiu smiled and said, "I heard that there is a lot of wine in Younang Lake. I will pay for it and ask Mr. Wen Sheng to drink it."

The old scholar rubbed his hands and smiled, "It's good."

———

Desolate Mountain.

Chen Nuanshu carried the bucket and went to the first floor of the bamboo building to help the old man who had not returned to clean up the house.

The desk is always spotless. I carefully wiped the inkstone, pen holder, paperweight and other items on the table. Chen Nuanshu glanced at the neat stack of books and sipped

I pursed my lips and stretched out my hands. It seemed that I was sorting out books, but in fact the books were a little bit crooked.

When Chen Nuanshu crossed the threshold and closed the door gently, the girl in the pink dress had a smile in her eyes.

When Chen Nuanshu went to the second floor, a lotus little man jumped out from the ground in the house and climbed up the table along a table leg. It began to run around the desk and found that the day before yesterday, the paperweight on the table was slightly slanted. Yesterday, the objects on the Duobao shelf were not placed, and today the books were accidentally tilted again. The little guy giggled, then quickly covered his mouth and tiptoed to the book. From tiptoe to lying on the ground, he carefully helped Sister Nuanshu pile up the books. The little man was still worried. He ran around the small book mountain and made sure that there was no tilt at all. Then he sat on the table, satisfied and glad that he had helped Sister Nuanshu with some help today.

The little lotus man finally sat on the edge of the table and shook his legs gently. He wanted to see the boy in white again and asked him if he could take the initiative to say hello to Sister Nuanshu and Sister Mili, and would not bother them. It would be fine once a few days, ten days or once a month. But he hadn't come for a long time. The young man's husband hadn't been home for even longer.

So the idle little guy got up and ran to the pen holder, and wiped the wall of the tube with his only remaining little arm.

Outside the bamboo building, three people returned to the mountain from Qilong Lane today. Fellow Daoist Changming went to Wei Wenlong's account room as a guest, while Zhang Jiazhen and Jiang went to the bamboo building together. Now they have moved out of the sword worship platform, and only the sword cultivator Cui Wei is still practicing there.

Qilong Lane is much more lively now. In addition to the Caotou Shop where Jia Sheng and his disciples are in charge, Shi Rou, the shopkeeper of the New Year shop next door, also has Zhang Jiazhen and Jiang "two generals". In addition, a woman named Changming often goes to two shops to help.

For some reason, Zhang Jiazhen and Jiang Qu were both in awe of the woman who liked to laugh. She didn't know where the money came from, so she bought two yards at one go on the steps of Qilong Lane.

Every time Jiang went up the mountain, he liked to see the outer wall of the bamboo building.

But Zhang Jiazhen couldn't see anything, but Jiang said that it was full of words and many talismans were drawn.

Jiang Gou is still standing there to observe the characters and talismans today.

Zhang Jiazhen sat at the stone table and ate melon seeds with Mi Yu Jianxian.

Mi Yu asked with a smile: "Do you envy Jiang and go?"

Zhang Jiazhen nodded and said, "I'm envious."

Jiang Go is much cheerful and smarter than himself. He is already familiar with Qilong Lane and likes to go out alone. Every time he returns to the shop, he gets a variety of gains. Zhang Jiazhen can't do it, so he can only do whatever the shopkeeper Shi Rou gives him to do, and he just needs to do whatever he wants.

Mi Yu casually said, "There is nothing to envy, everyone has their own destiny."

Zhang Jiazhen said: "Mr. Chen said that I do not have the qualifications to practice swords and martial arts."

Mi Yu was in a state of interest, "I'm very depressed? Or do you not believe in the eyes of Lord Yinguan?"

Zhang Jiazhen smiled and shook her head, "I believe it very much, and I'm not depressed. So I think I'll learn some calculations from Mr. Wei in the future and give myself a skill. But even if I have learned superficial calculations and introductory accounting, I guess I can only do some brain-wrenching things, and try to be a accountant in the market shop in the future, only dealing with gold, silver and copper coins. I may never see the gods' money in my life. But it's better than doing nothing every day and not knowing what I can do."

Mi Yu didn't care. He was good at dealing with women. If you want to talk to children, Mi Yu was really not good at it and was not interested. After all, he was not a Hidden Lord.

Zhang Jiazhen didn't dare to disturb Mi Jianxian's practice and said goodbye, leaving, intending to go to the mountain temple on the top of the mountain to see the scenery around the Luopo Mountain.

Jiang Qu still stared at the bamboo building talismans with wide eyes.

On the way, Zhang Jiazhen met the swaggering girl in black, carrying a golden shoulder pole on her shoulder to patrol the mountain.

Zhang Jiazhen smiled and said hello: "Protector Zhou."

The little girl smiled and said politely: "Just call me a big water monster."

Then when Zhang Jiazhen said she wanted to go to the top of the mountain to see the scenery, Zhou Mili immediately said that she could help lead the way.

As soon as Zhou Mili turned around, she saw the long-lived fellow Taoist walking alone. She was tall and wearing a big white robe, smiling all day long.

Zhou Mili quickly called out to aunt, Changming nodded with a smile, and passed by the little girl and Zhang Jiazhen.

Zhou Mili stood still, her head slowly shifted with Changsheng. When she really couldn't move, she instantly moved back to her original position and walked side by side with Zhang Jiazhen. After enduring for a long time, she finally couldn't help asking: "Zhang Jiazhen, do you know why Changsheng kept laughing, and squinted his eyes and didn't smile so much?"

Zhang Jiazhen shook her head and said she didn't know.

Zhou Mili laughed and said, "It's okay, Sister Nuanshu doesn't know, what a way to do it? On the mountain of down and out, only Pei Qian is more intelligent than me. Have you ever heard an idiom that is tempted by money? Have you ever heard of it? Pei Qian often takes me out for a walk and often picks up a copper coin. When I smiled, Pei Qian said that I am tempted by money. Haha, I am a money fan? Haha, it's such a funny joke that is bigger than a bowl. I deliberately pretend to give Pei Qian a look. I won't be tempted by money. I don't blink the money that others throw on the ground..."

Zhou Mili said halfway, but saw a golden light flashing not far from the road ahead. Zhou Mili stopped and frowned in an instant, then threw out the golden shoulder pole high, and he rushed out a hungry tiger and swung up, grabbed the golden shoulder pole, patted his clothes, turned around and blinked, and said in confusion: "Man, let's go, I don't have money to pick it up on the ground."

Zhang Jiazhen held back her laughter and nodded.

This is what Mr. Chen calls the Mute Lake Water Monster.

Zhou Mili suddenly frowned again, facing Zhang Jiazhen sideways, carefully stretched out her hand from her sleeve, spread her palms and saw that it was not good! Why did Qian run away?

She originally planned to pick up money, so she went to ask Sister Nuanshu for credit. Now there is really no money in Luopo Mountain. Last time she went to ask Wei Shanjun when he would hold the night tour banquet. Wei Shanjun smiled awkwardly at that time.

Zhou Mili suddenly stopped moving.

According to Pei Qian, he is murderous!

It turned out that someone from behind her pressed her head and asked with a smile: "Xiaomili, who is jealous of money?"
To be continued...