The disciple stationed outside the door heard Lin Yanli's figure behind him, turned around, cupped his hands and said, "I've seen you, Miss."
Then he stepped back two positions, spread out his left hand and said, "This old man claims to be your grandfather, and he is clamoring to see you. I saw that you were sleeping, so I didn't dare to wake you up."
Lin Yanli saw Cao Zheng holding the donkey and waving to her with a smile. She nodded slightly and said, "Prepare a table of good wine and food, cook a spiritual bird, remember to put in dried chili peppers, let's go."
When the disciple heard this, his eyes towards Cao Zheng changed instantly. He nodded and hurried to the kitchen to give instructions.
When Lin Yanli saw the disciple leaving, he cupped his hands, saluted Cao Zheng, and said with a smile, "Mr. Cao, come into the room and sit down."
Cao Zheng rubbed his hands, tied the donkey to the side of the Xian family ferry, and happily followed Lin Yanli into the room.
The room is relatively simple, with a large bed, a cabinet, and a desk.
There are several books on the table, mostly by Yan Shaoqing.
Lin Yanli took a futon from the cabinet, placed it on the ground, pushed his hand and said, "Mr. Cao, sit down."
Cao Zheng was not restrained. After rubbing his feet on the dirty clothes, he sat down on the futon.
"I didn't expect Mr. Cao to be a disciple of Confucius. It was really disrespectful to be in the temple that day."
"Well, it's just a false reputation." Cao Zheng shook his hand, not caring about it, "Besides, I am no longer the teacher's student."
"Is this also the reason why sir calls himself a traitor?"
"Although the process has some ups and downs, it's about right!"
Cao's eyes fell on the wall, looking at the portrait hanging on the wall, and said with emotion: "I haven't seen the teacher for many years. I used the last talisman today, and I feel a little empty. I and I
The fate of the teacher is over, now it is your fate with the teacher!"
"Me? I'm not a Confucian scholar, so how can I have any fate?" Lin Yanli raised his eyebrows and pointed at himself, a little confused.
"My granddaughter, are you interested in becoming a Confucian cultivator?" Cao Zheng said seriously.
Lin Yanli spread his hands and said, "Forget it, although I like Confucian and Taoist books, I can only read one or two of them in depth. If you ask me to be a Confucian cultivator and read every day, you might as well stab me in the heart with a sword.
!" "Hey, that makes sense, granddaughter, you are really like me. Back then, when I couldn't recite the book, the teacher grabbed my shoe and chased me for fifty thousand miles. Although I was beaten so hard that I screamed, I still couldn't remember it.
As for that article, read it and let people who can read read it. Scumbags like me are born to be stepped on by others."
Lin Yanli had a straight face, raised a finger to interrupt Cao Zheng's words, and said very seriously: "Mr. Cao, don't belittle yourself. No one in this world is like dirt, and no one is born to be stepped on by others.
Everyone is an individual who truly appears in this world. We just need to be ourselves. Even if we can't read, there is always a place where we can shine."
Cao Zheng opened his mouth, suddenly slapped his thigh with his big hand, and praised: "Granddaughter, your lecture is so good. I really should let those old men from Guanhai Academy listen to your lecture."
"Hey, don't, I'm just going to talk nonsense, don't tell anyone else, or I'll be sprayed with saliva by those gentlemen again."
"Haha, granddaughter, you are so humble."
The two chatted freely, mentioning everything from astronomy to geography, from rules to human relations, and finally the conversation between the two ended with the arrival of several Thousand Demons Sect disciples.
Lin Yanli stood up, looked at the table full of delicacies, and made an invitation gesture: "As promised to you earlier, I will treat you to the most delicious roast chicken in the world."
Cao Zheng smelled the aroma of meat and narrowed his eyes in pleasure. He stretched out his hand and tugged at his scattered and knotted beard, and said with a smile: "Oh, my granddaughter is really thoughtful."
"Sir, please." Lin Yanli smiled and gestured to Cao Zheng, "This roast chicken is made from spiritual birds. The meat is much more delicious than ordinary meat. Please try it, sir!"
"Then I'm not welcome!" Cao Zheng rubbed his hands, grabbed the chopsticks, picked up a chicken leg, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it. He smelled a spicy smell.
"Huh? Is it cooked with spiritual plants? It has a spicy medicinal smell."
Lin Yanli said happily: "Sir, you will know after you taste it."
Cao Zheng opened his mouth wide and tore off a mouthful of meat. The spicy taste stimulated his taste buds and made his eyes light up.
"Granddaughter, this is the best roast chicken I have ever eaten in my life!"
"Hey, Mr. Cao, I didn't lie to you." Lin Yanli said proudly.
She took off the seal on the wine jar from the table and carefully poured a bowl of wine for Cao Zheng.
"Mr. Cao, what are your plans? Do you want to go to Thousand Demons Sect with me to stay for a few days? I guarantee that you will have meat to eat and wine to drink every day."
"This life is indeed somewhat beautiful, but the old master has some important things to do. What a pity, what a pity!" Cao Zheng felt sad for a while, as if he had missed a huge good thing.
"It's okay. When Mr. Cao comes back, I will make sure that Mr. Cao eats deliciously every day."
"I have written these words down. When the time comes, granddaughter, don't block me, an old master, from outside the mountain gate."
The meal didn't last long, and when Cao Zheng left, Lin Yanli specially asked the kitchen to burn some spiritual birds for him to take with him for tooth-beating sacrifices.
After the two said goodbye, Lin Yanli took the Xianjia ferry and set off back to Thousand Demons Sect.
Cao Zheng was standing on the top of the mountain, holding the donkey in his hand, smiling as he watched Lin Yanli's flying boat fly away.
He patted the donkey's back with his hand and said with emotion: "Young people are awesome, so I can give Mr. Zong Sheng an answer that satisfies him."
He turned around and led the donkey down the mountain with a smile on his face.
"If possible, I would also like to accept a disciple like this."
The donkey brayed happily, stretched its neck and took the radish hanging around its neck into its mouth.
"Eat slowly, it will be gone by the time you finish eating. Then you will have to eat grass roots again!" Cao Zheng cursed and looked up to the north. He touched the mane on the top of the donkey's head with his hand and raised his finger.
Beidi, "The great disaster is coming. Let me scare the teacher and let him see how powerful his apprentice is."
"Huh huh." The donkey twisted its head and made an honest cry.
"You must not tell the teacher a story, otherwise all my plans will be ruined. As long as you promise me, I will use the ingot of silver my granddaughter gave me to buy you radishes every day."
"Hmm."
"Okay, okay, two meals a day, but you must not tell it to me. The masters at Guanhai Academy are all waiting to see my joke. If I fail and get beaten, you have to help me get two more meals."
stick."
"Hmm."
"Okay, three meals a day, why don't I promise?"
Under the setting sun, on the ancient road in the mountains, the old man rode a donkey forward slowly. The figures of one person and one donkey were stretched very long...