Mu Que and Ji Zilan transferred to a merchant ship and went against the water to the west.

Only half a day later, the ship entered Ziling City through a huge water city gate, the prosperous city is wide from east to west, long and narrow from north to south, and passes through the city by the water.

Merchant ships made their way down the city's canals, and the setting sun sprinkled the orange and red of the entire river.

At the beginning of the lanterns, Ziling City became more lively, and the Qinglou Inn and Gambling Houses opened on both sides of the water ushered in the peak of pick-up, and the mobile businessmen would settle down here, and casually have a chance with the beautiful waterfront women.

When the merchant ship docked at a place called Liuyue Port, Ji Zilan patted Mu Que and signaled that it was time for them to disembark.

The two of them walked through the city full of shops, and Mu Que couldn't help asking, "Senior Brother Ji, what are we doing here?"

According to Mu Que's plan, he should not stop for a day and go straight to Jixia, although Ziling is also on this route, he does not want to spend too long in this city.

"Yu Ion among the sons lives here, are you sure you don't see it?"

Mu Que didn't say anything anymore after just one sentence, he thought that it would be a few years before he saw Zhuzi anyway, and he never thought that he would be able to see him soon after he left home.

For a while, Mu Que was even more glad that he could meet this senior brother of the Jixia School Palace.

"I'll go and report tonight, you can go around as you please, but don't come back too late. As soon as the two entered the room, Ji Zilan said.

"Well, I'm sorry for the trouble. Mu Que thanked him.

"Senior brother has seen outside, this was originally my business, and now I have pulled you again, junior brother, it seems that you should be in a hurry. ”

Seeing Mu Que Shili, Ji Zilan suddenly felt embarrassed.

"Then I'll go first, and you stay safe when you go out. With that, the man had disappeared into the house.

Zhuzi, in Mu Que's heart, is a very distant word.

It is not only a title, but also a symbol of entering the Tao and touching saints and even immortals.

Whether it is the people or the court, anyone will only respect the sons.

Mu Que thought of being able to meet Yu Ion, he couldn't help but be overjoyed and in a good mood, and after a simple cleanup, Mu Que also left the inn and walked onto the street.

Listening to the introduction of the inn guys, this prosperous Ziling City is divided into four districts and 30 squares, and a waterfront divides the city into two halves, which is still the most prosperous among the neighbors near the river.

Mu Que is located in the southwest of the city of Jishuifang, according to the local saying, this is not the most prosperous urban area, on the contrary, the other side of the river is the pearl of this huge Ziling City.

Walking east along the street and crossing the wooden bridge that leaps over the river, Mu Que found that there were obviously more people on the street, and it seemed that he had come to the Falling Star Fang, which was famous in the city.

Qinglou brothels, gambling houses and restaurants are lined up on both sides of the street, compared with the simple political city of Yongluo, this famous commercial city has more red dust and rouge.

Mu Que walked along the bluestone-paved streets with the flow of people, and suddenly he found that there were still many bookstores in the Qinglou gambling house, and he quietly opened his door.

When Mu Que turned around a few shops, he couldn't help frowning.

Most of the people who opened the shop were scholars, but Mu Que was already convinced that almost all of them were servants who took advantage of the wall to prostitute, make noise, and feast their ears.

Turning the corner, Mu Que was suddenly attracted by the light plaque.

The strong and powerful font is the word Wenliang, which can't help but make Mu Que have a strong sense of curiosity about this shop, and after thinking about it, Mu Que has already pushed open the door and walked in.

The candlelight is bright, rows of bookshelves stand in the room, and rolls of bamboo slips are neatly placed on the shelves, as if waiting for someone destined to uncover the secrets they have written.

A white-haired old man sat at the table and looked intently at the book in his hand, not noticing Mu Que's arrival at all.

Out of politeness, Mu Que did not disturb the old man, but walked into the group of books, his intuition telling him that there might be articles and strategies here that he had never been exposed to.

The originally cold bamboo slips in his hand gradually became hot, just like Mu Que's shocked heart, the articles engraved on the bamboo slips were unheard of and unseen by him.

Although he was the son of the county guard, the books owned by the more remote Yongluo were scarce compared to the prosperous land.

The candle flame flickered, Mu Que suddenly found the old man standing behind him, Mu Que hurriedly turned around to give a salute, he realized that this was a bookstore, and he was obviously here to find fault.

"Don't blame the old man, the boy will pay for the book. ”

Saying that, Mu Que stretched out his hand to take the money, but he felt all over the pockets on his body except for a crack that was cut, and he didn't find a penny, which made Mu Que blush anxiously.

In the end, he could only stubbornly say, "Sir, I'm sorry, I didn't bring money when I came out in a hurry, see if you can let the kid come and give you the money tomorrow." ”

"It's okay, how can the old man let you take the money when he sees you so attentively?" the old man laughed with his hands twisted into his beard.

"The old man wants to hear what the little boy thinks of this book?"

Mu Que was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the old gentleman in front of him attached more importance to money and literary talent, and Mu Que couldn't help but admire it even more.

"This book is about the disputes between the nine countries of the Central Plains that lie in mutual checks and balances and mutual maintenance. But the kid doesn't think it's going to be a long-term situation. ”

"Oh, what does the little boy think? Saying this, the old man sent down the scroll he was holding in his hand, and the young man in front of him rose up.

At the same time, Mu Que also really saw the old man's face.

Silver hair flowing, a pair of amber eyes shimmering with wisdom, completely free of the cloudiness that should be in the twilight of life.

The emaciated figure but the body was straight, and a kind of heroic righteousness emanated from the inside out, which couldn't help but make Mu Que respect the old man in front of him even more.

Mu Que arched his hand and said, "As mentioned in the book, the nine countries of the Central Plains plus the Zhou Chamber, the terrain is staggered, and it is the trend of the five dragons and five phoenixes entangled, and the countries check and balance each other, so that this situation has always been maintained at a wonderful balance point, even if there is a heart to swing this situation, it is also difficult to ascend to the sky." ”

Mu Que paused, and then said: "The five kingdoms of Qin, Shu, Chu, Zhao and Yan are adjacent to the barbarians, and although the army is strong, there will always be worries. ”

"And the Zhou room is weak, the land is narrow and the people are poor, and the name of the co-owner of the world is actually just duckweed in the rain, which is always dangerous. ”

"The remaining four countries are bordered by the border, and if the soldiers are close to the land, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not be attacked on their backs. ”

This is what this book says, and the little boy can understand it in a short time, which is really good. The old man squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Mu Que.

"Mr. is overrated, the next kid wants to talk about his opinion, Mr. smiled. Mu Que saluted again.

In the boy's opinion, although the entanglement of the five dragons and five phoenixes is shrewd, there are still biases. ”

"Among the nine kingdoms, the Qin of the West can be said to be the first of the nine kingdoms, with a strong military force and is difficult to defeat in the world. Zhao is second, Qi is second, and Chu is second. ”

"The land of the West Qin and the east of the Kui Han is built in the Han Valley. The pass is based on the plateau in the west, borders the stream in the east, connects the Qinling Mountains in the south, and stops the Yellow River in the north. ”

"In the north, there is a stalemate between the Yellow River and Zhao Xiang. Qin Ruoping defined the canal and annexed Shuchuan, how could he lie down in peace and guard the pass? At that time, the soldiers will go out of the Han Valley, and the chess game of the five dragons and five phoenixes will be shattered in one fell swoop!"

"In addition, Korea is surrounded by wolves and the national strength is weak, even if all the countries have the intention to join forces to resist it, based on the suspicion between the kings alone, this joint army is just a dead letter. ”

"At that time, Qin swallows the old land of Korea, looks at Yan Zhao in the north, and Jing Chu in the south, how can there be checks and balances in this chess game?"

The more Mu Que spoke, the more frightened he became.

He suddenly realized that although what he said was quite difficult for the Qin State, it was hard to guarantee that there would not be such a day, and at that time, how could the Shandong States compete with the iron hooves of Qin?

Suddenly, Mu Que thought of this country that he had only heard of in his words, with a huge territory, famous generals, and even sages in charge, which could not be said to be a good buffer place, and he was immediately relieved.

"Sir, the boy is ugly. Mu Que bowed.

"The little boy has a unique vision, and the old man sees that this book is very close to the little boy, so he sent it to the little boy, which is its next volume. As he spoke, the old man handed Mu Que another roll of bamboo slips.

Mu Que took it and took a look, and a flush appeared on his face, "It turns out that the book has long been interpreted, and the kid is arrogant." ”

This is a mistake, the little boy has not read this book but knows what is said in the book, although there is a deviation, but he is still a talented person. The old man said with a smile.

"Forgive the boy, dare to ask the old gentleman how to look at the nine countries of the Central Plains?"

"Old decay is just a rotten wood in this troubled world, and it will eventually dissipate forever with time. ”

The old man went on to say, "How people compete on this chessboard and how they build up their worldly glory will eventually become a thing of the past." All that remains is this blood-stained country. ”

"Xiao Gongzi and I are worthless dust between heaven and earth, even if we can see the situation for decades, it is not enough after all. So it doesn't matter what anyone thinks. Don't get too caught up in this chessboard. ”

After speaking, Mu Que only felt that his head was slightly dizzy, and when he opened his eyes again, he was on the bustling street.

The wooden door in front of him is closed, as if it has never been opened, the word Wen Liang on the plaque is still upright, and the market in front of the door is still bustling.

It's just that Mu Que suddenly felt that the world was a lot chaotic, he rubbed his head gently, looked at the book house again for a while, and then walked into the flow of people again, walking towards the unknown ahead.

It's just that behind the confined wooden door, the candle shadow flickered, and the slightly old voice let out a soft sigh after Mu Que walked away.

Then it dissipated, leaving only the many books in the room to watch the chaotic world.