Moyun County is located in the north of Wuguo, with many high mountains and mountains in the county, and the Wujiang River, the mother river of Wuguo, originates here. The scenery in the county is pleasant in www.biquge.info four seasons, surrounded by mountains and rivers, although it is not rich and open than other counties in Ukraine, but it can also be called an outstanding person.

Yuncheng is the county seat of Moyun County, with a population of more than 100,000, built along the Wujiang River, stretching for several miles. Looking down from the high mountains on the riverside, you can see that the boats on the river are coming and going endlessly, the large merchant ships are mixed with countless small boats, and from time to time there are bursts of loud trumpets of boatmen, which is a very lively scene.

On the river, a small boat shuttles left and right, the boatman's oars are swaying fast, and at the same time controlling the direction of the boat to avoid the approaching ships. Today, Ajiang Xing's boat is extremely hard, not because of it, there are distinguished guests on board.

A young man stood at the bow of the boat, wearing a white silk robe, wearing a piece of basally carved dragon pattern cold jade jue around his waist, and holding a red sandalwood jade fan, extremely rich. Look at the young man up close, with his hair in a high bun, his face upright, his eyes deep and powerful, and his slender figure, he is also indescribably handsome and extraordinary.

"Young master, should we go back to the house directly or go to the master's place first?" asked the young man in Tsing Yi behind the young man.

"It's okay, it's been more than half a year since the teacher went to middle school, and I miss it very much. I don't know how long the teacher can stay this time, but I will go to Zuixiang Building to bring a few jars of aged cloud brew for the teacher, otherwise the teacher will inevitably say, hehe..."

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After a while, the boat docked at the riverside pier.

"Ali, pay the ship's fare. The boy said to the boy.

"I can't do it, I can't do it. Ajiang waved his hand again and again: "Young Master Lin, it is a small blessing for you to take the villain's boat, I didn't have time to thank you last time I begged you to name my baby, how can there be a reason to receive your money, it is really a villain." ”

"That's a lot of work, but the boatman earns hard money, and he still has to maintain the livelihood of the family, so you can put it away. Han Zhonglin said with a smile.

"Our young master will let you take it. Ah Li said and stuffed the money to Ah Jiang.

"This... This.. Thank you, Master Lin, that.. That villain will sail for the young master next time. Ah Jiang hurriedly bowed his hand.

Han Zhonglin turned around with the little servant, and Ah Jiang watched the two of them walk away, and couldn't help but sigh: "Young Master Lin is really a good person, a good person will definitely have a good reward." ”

Han Zhonglin, the second young master of the Han family in Moyun County, the Han family is one of the few famous families in Yuncheng, the ancestors have been the official of the Uzbek country, and now the Han family has two sons, the eldest son Han Zhongqi, Han Zhonglin ranks second. Han Zhonglin is talented, he won the show in one fell swoop at the age of twelve, and he is a famous talent in Moyun County. Not only that, Han Zhonglin's martial arts are also quite exquisite, and he once tried to arrest Li Yuankui, the great evil who had plagued Moyun County for more than ten years, and later the storyteller of the teahouse also made this matter into a joke and sang it.

Not only that, Han Zhonglin is kind and charitable, and he does not have the arrogance and arrogance of everyone's children, so he is very loved by the people of Yuncheng, and later those who have a heart call him "a talented chivalrous man".

The two of them left the dock and walked along the trail to the most prosperous street in Yuncheng - Hefang Street, where there were many shops on both sides of the street, taverns and inns one by one, and the small vendors on the roadside were shouting and shouting, which really attracted many customers to stop. Through the crowded flow of people, the two finally came to a tavern, and the dragon flying and phoenix dancing in three big characters on the plaque in front of the door "Drunken Xianglou" revealed a bit of elegance.

There are dozens of large and small taverns on this Hefang Street, but the most famous tavern is this drunken incense building. In Zuixianglou, as long as the guests have money, what kind of delicacies can be tasted, this is one of them, the second is the unique brewing of the cloud brewing of the Zuixianglou, the cloud brewing is made by using the secret recipe through 13 processes, the fragrance is long, the taste is mellow and sweet, the throat is refreshing, most of the guests to the Zuixianglou are rushing to this wine.

Han Zhonglin stepped into the Zuixiang Building, and when he looked, the seats in the lobby were almost full, and the guests were pushing cups and changing lamps, so it was not lively, Xiao Er was shuttling between the tables, serving wine and food, and he was very busy.

"Yo, Young Master Lin, what kind of wind blew you here, what a rare guest, rare guest!" The shopkeeper's eyes were sharp, and he saw Han Zhonglin and the two hurriedly running.

"Shopkeeper Sun, how is business good lately?" asked Han Zhonglin with a smile.

"Thanks to your blessing, the business of the small shop is still passable, and I will have to rely on you to take care of the business of the small shop in the future." The shopkeeper had a smile on his face.

"Prepare two jars of thirty-year-old cloud brew, and I'll take them away later. Han Zhonglin got straight to the point.

"Wait a minute, the little one will go and get it for you now. And he saw the shopkeeper trotting into the back hall.

Han Zhonglin found a vacant seat and was about to sit down, when he heard a burst of insults outside, which was very harsh.

"Stinky food, go and go, don't block Lao Tzu from doing business, it's really unlucky!"

"Uncle, you can do well, enjoy something to eat, my little grandson has not eaten for two days, and he is about to starve to death. An old man's voice of grief came.

"Old immortal, get out of the way, otherwise don't blame Lao Tzu for being unkind to you!"

"Are you still going to beat people in the street?"

Han Zhonglin heard the noise and wanted to see what was going on, so he came to the street. A bun stall next to Zuixiang Building surrounded a lot of people, and when they saw Han Zhonglin coming, they all got out of the way. The bun vendor was still cursing, an old man in ragged clothes was pleading in front of the stall, and a child of eight or nine years old was lying on the ground. Seeing that the hawker was going to beat the old man on the street, Han Zhonglin couldn't help but scold.

"Ah, it turned out to be Young Master Lin, please call the shots for the villain. The small one is a small business, and he can't make a few dollars, so the old and the young don't leave in front of the stall, and the small one still does business. The peddler quibbled while wiping the cold sweat from his brow, completely devoid of the evil just now.

"Hmph, if you don't give charity, forget it, do you still want to hurt people?" Han Zhonglin snorted coldly and couldn't help but scold.

"The villain doesn't.. Dare, I.. I.. Just scare and scare them. The peddler shuddered.

Han Zhonglin walked in front of the old man, looked at the unconscious, hungry and thin child on the ground, sighed in his heart, and took out some broken silver from the money bag on his body.

"Old man, I still have some broken silver, so I'll take it to do some small business and barely make ends meet. ”

"Young Master Xie, Young Master Xie!" the old man took the silver two with trembling hands, and there were old tears in his eyes.

Han Zhonglin turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by the old man again.

"This benevolent father, the little old man and his grandson have been wandering for many years, and now they have been rescued by the benevolent father, which is really beyond retribution. In my early years, I inadvertently got a strange book, and today I will give it to my father to express my kindness. ”

The old man stopped crying, and as he spoke, he took out a purple booklet from the broken bag behind him, which looked to be many years old, and was beautifully bound. Look at the old man again, although the clothes are shabby, but the pulp is very clean, although unkempt, but a closer look can find a trace of literati.

"Thank you for the gift from the old man, if you have any other difficulties in the future, you can come to the Han Mansion to find me. Han Zhonglin saw that this old man didn't look like an ordinary person, so he didn't shirk it, and asked Ah Li, who was accompanying him, to put away the booklet, and then turned around and left.

Two jars of cloud brew were brought from the drunken incense building, and the two walked for less than a stick of incense and came to a large mansion. The two big stone lions in front of the house are majestic, the two vermilion gates are open, and the ridge of the door is towering. There were two small servants guarding the door, and when they saw Han Zhonglin and the others coming to visit from a distance, a small servant ran into the hospital to report.

After a while, the little guy who went in to report smiled and led the two into the courtyard, and moved to the back garden along the side corridor of the front yard. The sheep intestine trail extends to the depths, the winding path is secluded, and the lush green bamboos on both sides sway with the wind, rustling, which is refreshing. Out of the bamboo forest, into the eye is a four or five acres of large pond, the pond is full of lotus flowers swaying in the breeze, lotus leaves ripple, but it is another open scene. Look at the pavilion by the pond, there is a cup of fragrant tea on the stone table, and there is a small stove next to it, boiling water bubbling, a middle-aged man is looking at the lotus flowers, elegant and pleasant.

When Han Zhonglin saw this middle-aged man, he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, with an extremely respectful look on his face.

"Student Zhonglin has seen the teacher, and he has been separated from the teacher for more than half a year, and the student misses it very much, I wonder if the teacher is okay recently?"

"Zhonglin is here, and he sits down and talks. Li Daowan turned around and looked at his beloved student in front of him, with a smile on his face.

Li Daowan, rectangular face, eight-character beard, wearing a purple silk shirt, jade belt waist, silver hairpin hairpin, is in the age of not being confused, and often has a smile on his face, which makes people feel like a spring breeze. Li Daowan is currently the doctor of the left of the Uzbek State, deeply trusted by the Emperor of the Uzbekistan State, one of the few important ministers in the court, although he is in the court, but every year he will go back to Yuncheng to live for a while.

"Teacher, the student knows that you have just returned to Cloud City, and when you came, you brought two jars of thirty-year-old cloud brew from the Zuixiang Building. Han Zhonglin sat down and said.

"Those who know me, Zhong Lin also. Come on, go and prepare some wine and food, I want to have a drink with Zhonglin, haha..."Li Daowan was also very happy to see his beloved disciple, so he ordered the subordinate next to him.

"I wonder how long the teacher will stay this time?" asked Han Zhonglin.

"I can only stay in Yuncheng for half a month this time, and the affairs of the DPRK and China are busy, so I can't get out. Li Daowan replied.

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After a while, the wine in the courtyard was fragrant, and the guests and hosts in the pavilion were staggered, and they talked very happily.

Han Zhonglin bid farewell to his mentor Li Daowan, and when he returned home, it was almost evening, and after the evening fast, he rushed into the study.

I saw that the shelves in the study room were full of various works such as "Sutra", "History", "Hundred Schools of Thought", "Strange Things", etc., Han Zhonglin started studying at the age of four, and has been studying hard for more than ten years, but all the books on the shelves have been read, and there are no less than 1,000 books.

If you want to take a book and open it, it will be surprising, each page of the book is covered with dense children, all of which are Han Zhonglin's words of perception and cognition when he reads, and more than eighty percent of these books are annotated, which shows that Han Zhonglin's hard work is no less than reading 10,000 books.

People often see the surface of a person's scenery, but they don't know the hardships behind its glory, geniuses are talented and intelligent, there has always been no shortage of "geniuses" who do not work hard, but "geniuses" who do not work hard will slowly degenerate into mediocrity, and if they can be carefully crafted, it will be more able to highlight their "extraordinary", Han Zhonglin belongs to the latter.

The candlelight was flickering, and at this moment Han Zhonglin was sitting precariously, holding a purple booklet in his hand, a little stunned. The booklet was given by the old beggar during the day, the binding was very exquisite, and the intricate dark lines of purple on the surface were also the first time Han Zhonglin had seen it in his life, at least there was no book similar to this on his bookshelf. The corners of this book are slightly worn, and it seems that it took me a lot of hands before Han Zhonglin got it, but it is certain that the people who handled it were well preserved and cherished.

The palm of his hand brushed the booklet, and it was slightly cool in his hand, and he heard the old man say that this was a strange book, where was the "strange"? Thinking of this, Han Zhonglin couldn't wait in his heart.

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