Maybe it was because the old man named Meng in front of him looked so much like an ordinary retired old man that Zhao Rong almost forgot that he was one of the Six Gentlemen of Linlu Academy.
The six people are just below the head of the mountain, and they are all the pillars of the upper structure of Linlu Academy.
Although in a small continent like Wangque, it is impossible for all the Six Gentlemen of the Confucian Academy to have real "gentlemen" status, and some only hold symbolic and false titles.
But those who have reached this position and can retire in a leisurely way are not considered idlers.
In just a short breath, Zhao Rong smiled and nodded without hesitation, "Yes, Mr. Jijiu is really a sharp eye, and he can predict things like a god."
"Okay, I'll praise you later. So, do you know what's in there?" The old fisherman was as steady as a mountain.
Zhao Rong was not sure for a moment whether the "inside" he asked was "where"?
Does it refer to Zhengguan Well, or does it refer to the water of Zhengguan Well, or does it refer to a deeper place.
Zhao Rong did not hesitate and said directly: "There is dragon energy in the water of Zhengguan Well. I don't know what is in Zhengguan Well, but Mr. Jijiu probably knows it. Could it be that there is a real dragon in there...
"
He chose to show off his cards. His last words were in a joking tone, but his eyes had the expression of an old man staring at fishing without blinking.
Unfortunately, the old man didn't show any expression. He just nodded and said, "So what you need is dragon energy, right?"
Zhao Rong nodded: "That's right."
The old Jijiu didn't ask Zhao Rong what he wanted the dragon energy for. This was the tacit understanding between the two foxes, an old man and a young boy. One of them stopped asking what was in Zhengguan Well, and the other didn't explore what he wanted the dragon energy for.
"How much do you want?"
"The more the merrier. So Mr. Jijiu, can the academy give me as much water from the Zhengguan Well?"
Lao Jijiu shook his head.
Zhao Rong frowned: "No?"
The old man corrected with a smile, "What you need is not the well water from Zhengguan Well. What you need is actually dragon energy, right?"
"Yes, but there is dragon energy in the Zhengguan Well water, so I need..." Zhao Rong paused, a little confused, "So Mr. Jijiu means... the academy can give me other things that have dragon energy."
s things?"
The old Jijiu nodded, "This is my advice to you. The bit of dragon energy in the well water is nothing to care about. Why waste a chance to compensate for it? There are many ways to get dragon energy."
Zhao Rong sat upright and bowed, "Sir, teach me."
The old man handed the fishing rod to Zhao Rong, who immediately took it. The old man smiled and taught him how to fish: "I just got some new ones from Zhengguanjingshui, so I will give them to you privately. But the compensation promised by the academy once,
Of course you have to use it wisely, I will apply for an opportunity for you to climb to the sixth floor."
Just as Zhao Rong was about to thank the old man for his generous donation, his attention was attracted by his next sentence.
"Go to the sixth floor? Mr. Jijiu, you mean the sixth floor of the library?"
Lao Jijiu nodded, "That's right."
"Aren't the poems and poems of the academy's seniors and brothers stored on the sixth floor?" I heard that there are a dazzling array of high-quality poems inside.
"The sixth floor not only contains the essence of Lin Lu's articles, but also the souvenirs of their achievements."
"Which one will work for me?"
"Both are useful."
"I understand the former, but I don't understand the latter. What's the use of admiring the achievements of our predecessors?"
The old priest squinted his eyes and sighed: "You, like most students, still don't realize that the most important thing that Lin Lu's status as a Confucian scholar can bring to you is not only the excellent study conditions and profound teachers, but also
There is also a network of senior brothers and senior Fu Ze all over Jiuzhou."
"Linlu has been building a courtyard for thousands of years, and there are endless strings and songs. Generations of Confucian scholars have studied here, determined, understood the Tao, and become teachers. Not to mention the feats of the most outstanding among them who have become famous all over the world and spread the word to nine continents. Just talk about those who have learned to slay dragons and support people.
After the Dragon Surge, do you know how many senior brothers there are in the dynasty under the mountains who have supported Sheji and saved the building from falling?"
Zhao Rong shook his head, "There should be a lot."
"The purest dragon energy at the foot of the mountain is in the emperor's family. There are dragon veins in each dynasty, and I don't know how many fortune-seekers and Yin Yang families covet them." The old priest said with a sip of wine: "Your senior brothers Tulong Fuduo
Now, I don’t know how many founding emperors or lords of resurgence I have come into contact with. Naturally, they and the things around them have a lot of dragon aura from the emperor, but in the past, we Confucian scholars were not very interested in these dragon auras."
Zhao Rong was stunned, thinking of Lin Wenruo, a Confucian scholar from Qi who promoted reforms in Zhongnan Kingdom, and also recalled that not long ago, after he completed the Zen ceremony for Li Wangque at Jiyue Mountain, the little emperor's imperial dragon energy broke through the sky.
At that time, Zhao Rong could already look at the Qi, and could faintly feel the attraction of the dragon Qi on Li Wangque's body, but he did not take any action.
After leaving Dali, I thought it would be rare to have such a rare opportunity again, but now it turns out to be another bright spot.
Zhao Rong stood up, saluted, and straightened his appearance, saying, "Thank you, Mr. Jijiu, for your advice. I'm in a state of enlightenment."
The old Jijiu waved his hand nonchalantly and made a direct decision:
"Then it's decided. I'll give you some well water. You can use it for the next few days. During this period, I will report to the academy for you and apply for the qualification to enter the sixth floor for one observation. However, the process may be a little slower.
The sixth floor of the library is the most important place in the academy, and it needs the headmaster’s approval.”
"But it shouldn't be a big problem... Those honorary objects that your senior brothers brought back to you on the sixth floor can be used as you please. They are displayed anyway. The gentlemen in the library originally thought they were taking up space.
, but I didn’t expect that I bumped into you and could actually be used by you. If your senior brothers knew about it, they would probably be happy, and they might even start to compete with each other, asking you, the younger generation, to weigh who has more imperial dragon energy.
"
The old man laughed, and Zhao Rong couldn't help laughing.
There was nothing else to do. The old Jijiu took out a batch of well water from Zhengguan Well, which was all packed into palm-long bamboo tubes. There were a total of twenty bottles. Zhao Rong was slightly surprised. He didn't expect there to be so much, but he thought of the old man.
He had no doubts about his identity. During the day, he felt sorry for his body when the well water was poured out, and he felt a lot relieved. In addition, he found another way to obtain dragon energy during this trip, and Zhao Rong was satisfied and prepared to leave.
Before leaving, he sincerely thanked the old priest.
The old man Yun Danfeng waved his hand lightly, and suddenly said: "Next time, just don't come empty-handed. Even if you write some subtitles or something and send it over, it will be good."
Zhao Rong nodded seriously, "Definitely next time!"
After Zhao Rong left, the first floor of Tingchaoxuan became quiet.
Lao Jijiu, who had been fishing indifferently, looked back at the door. Then he threw away the fishing rod, immediately took out a pot of orchid tea from his sleeve, and poured a cup leisurely.
A female gentleman in a white scholar's shirt slowly walked down from the second floor.
Lao Jijiu didn't even raise his head. He just sipped the orchid tea with some reluctance. He sighed: "Xiao Zhu, the tea you brew is still delicious. It's a pity that if you stay,
It would be better if you order water from Zhengguan Well to make tea for me."
The female gentleman who had been eavesdropping on the second floor with her chin propped up and smiling for a long time imitated someone and nodded solemnly: "Definitely next time!"
Lao Jijiu had no choice but to turn around and look at the direction where the silly boy was leaving with the well water: "Is there a next time?"