Zhao Xue took two benches to Ye Sheng and Mr. Ye, and said in a low voice: "There is only this one at home, so let's just take it." ”

Ye Sheng looked at Mr. Ye and smiled, "It's okay!"

Mr. Ye said: "I don't think I'm anything in this way. ”

Zhao Xue was cleaning up the dishes, wiping the table by the way, nodding to a few people, and went to the backyard, probably to wash the dishes.

Ye Sheng saw everything in his eyes and said: "He is indeed avoiding me, from the moment he came in until now, he has been paying attention to me, just like when I was a child, he will not harm anyone, but if others harm me, I can run first." ”

Wang Zhi interjected on the side: "You can see it, forget it, don't mess around, he is easy to collapse now, many things can't be rushed, if you are in a hurry......"

Wang looked straight into the backyard.

"The boy was ruined. ”

Hearing this, Mr. Ye asked Wang Zhi, "What did he go through?"

Wang Zhi shook his head and said, "He didn't say it, I don't ask, let him say it himself, and he can't force him either." ”

Ye Sheng rubbed his forehead and asked, "How old is he?"

"Thirteen years old. ”

Hearing this, Ye Sheng said: "He needs a protector, a protector of life." ”

"The protector of life......" Wang Zhi repeated, "but who will teach him?"

Ye Sheng got up and said, "I didn't bring the person, you can do it yourself, I have something to do to go to Yunjun to see Uncle Huang, by the way...... Look at Yin Mountain. ”

After speaking, Ye Sheng suddenly changed his words and looked at Wang Zhi, "Second Brother Wang, do you have anything to gain from this trip?"

Wang Zhi shook his head and said, "I met two drinking friends. ”

"That's not a big deal!"

"It's okay. ”

"Did you see the door you were talking about?"

"Not really, but I witnessed a person who meditated hard for a day and entered the Tao in the mountains for a moment, which is quite similar to what I did back then...... All of them were on demand by Mr. ”

As soon as he said this, Wang Zhi seemed to have an understanding, was silent for a long time, glanced at the three of them, and said slowly: "Perhaps, I vaguely saw that door......"

......

It was getting dark, but the snow didn't stop.

Zhao Xue washed the dishes in the backyard and cleaned them up, only Wang Zhi was in the room looking thoughtfully at the dim sky outside.

Zhaoxue lit the lamp, illuminated the room, and said, "Brother Wang, what about them?"

"Gone. Wang straightened his lips lightly, and his tone was calm and rich.

Zhao Xue breathed a sigh of relief and did not speak again.

Wang Zhi turned to look at him and said, "I'm going to leave for a while, walk around, and if I have something to do in the future, I'll go to South Nineteenth Lane to find a person named Xu Yong." ”

Zhao Xue was stunned for a moment, but for some reason, she suddenly felt lost, and was silent for a moment before she looked up at him and asked, "Where are you going?"

"I don't know, I've been feeling like I've been enlightened lately, and I'd like to see if I can take another step. ”

Zhao Xue didn't understand very well, so she said, "Why?"

"No, give it a try, maybe it will work. ”

Zhao Xue didn't understand at all, why did she have to go out for a walk when she seemed to have an understanding?

I had to change the question, "When will you be back?"

Wang Zhidao: "Maybe I'll come back at the beginning of spring, maybe next summer, I can't say, but I will definitely come back on the summer solstice next year." ”

"When are you leaving?"

"Now. ”

"In such a hurry?"

"It's the same sooner or later. ”

After the words fell, Zhao Xue suddenly ran to take the umbrella and handed it to Wang Zhi.

The king looked puzzled, but he still took it.

Zhao Xue said: "Let's go to the mouth of the alley, I want to tell you something." ”

Wang Zhi smiled slightly and said, "Then let's go!"

The two went out of the yard, Wang held the umbrella straight, and the young man looked up at the oil umbrella, which was very straight and upright, without a little deviation.

They slowly walked to the mouth of the alley, and Wang Zhi saw that the snowflakes had fallen on Zhao Xue, so he tilted the oil umbrella, and when he saw that no snowflakes had fallen on the young man's shoulders, he was relieved.

They came to the peach tree, Zhao Xue pointed to the peach tree and said: "All my knowledge comes from a storyteller at the mouth of Taohua Lane in Qujiang City, and the words I know are also taught by him. ”

"But Mr. is not here, I want to come by myself, so I asked Brother Wang for this tree, I will tell a story here when it blooms next year, Brother Wang, you must come back on time and listen to me, is it okay?" Zhao Xue turned to face Wang Zhi and said seriously.

Wang Zhi was slightly stunned and said, "Okay." ”

......

Wang Zhi sent Zhao Xue back to the courtyard, and the young man was the first to enter the house, and the sound of collecting an umbrella came from behind.

The young man turned around, but he only saw the oil umbrella standing at the threshold, and there was no tall and thick figure......

The king is gone!

The boy walked over and picked up the oil umbrella, and then rushed out into the courtyard as if it were useless, looking around, but there was only a vast expanse of snow.

He walked quietly, and the boy couldn't even feel a little breath.

"Brother Wang, remember to rush back...... Listen to me!"

The young man didn't say this sentence, he hid it in his heart, so the young man had one more thing on his mind!

......

The days went as usual, and the young man went back and forth between Wufu and South Twenty-seventh Lane, during which he met Mr. Ye several times, and the two also nodded in greeting.

On the second day of Wang's straight departure, the snow stopped, but the weather was still gloomy, and the atmosphere in the imperial city was a little depressing, everyone was very kind and polite, but just like what Mr. Ye said.

In addition to politeness, refuse people thousands of miles away!

Although the boy lives in a corner of the bustling imperial city, there is only one person, so he has to practice and cultivate in his spare time every day, and read books by the way, but the boy who doesn't recognize many words often pauses when he reads, looking at those good-looking words that he doesn't know anything, and he feels depressed.

On the eighth day of Wang's straight walk, a round of red sun finally ushered in, and the clouds were gone.

There is a academy in South Thirteenth Lane, which is under the jurisdiction of Ying Tianfu and is responsible for accommodating the students around Thirteenth Lane, Wang Zhi is the owner of this academy, so this academy is the only one who dares to accept Mr. Ye.

Most of his livelihood came from copying books in the library here.

On this day, Mr. opened the dusty window of the library for a long time, let a ray of warm sunlight come in, stretched, put down the pen, and went out to see the snow.

The snow in the sun is like crystal, reflecting the dazzling light, warm and tight, but the snow is cooling.

The gentleman stayed outside the library for a long time, and gradually remembered the young man on the other side.

In the past few days, he has always unconsciously thought of that poor child, and Ye Sheng's words that day have lingered in his heart for a long time.

"He needs a protector, a protector of life......"

He came to the book pavilion and walked back and forth between the full collection of books, which he had copied several times from beginning to end, and he had already learned them by heart, and said unceremoniously that in the seven years since he had dispersed his whole body cultivation, he had read more books than any of his peers.

Many of the teachers in the academy are only a few years old, and he is fully qualified to be a gentleman, which is an honor, not a title.

He has his own views on life.

As soon as he thought of this, he looked at the room full of books and smiled, and his mood that had been depressed for the past few days was instantly enlightened.

He returned to Lane 27 and heard the sound of scratching his head in the courtyard of the opposite door.

Knocking lightly on the door, the young man walked out, and when he saw that the person who came was Mr., he was surprised for a moment and asked, "Mr. Ye, is there something wrong?"

He asked, "Do you know not many words?"

The boy nodded.

The scholar said: "I haven't been a teacher for anyone, I usually copy books for people, and by the way, I help people write couplets and letters, I don't know if you mind learning from me?"

The young man hesitated, his steps retreated slightly, lowered his eyebrows, raised his eyes, looked at the scholar and asked, "Why?"

The scholar looked at all the subtle movements and complicated eyes of the young man, and couldn't help but tremble, then turned his head to look at the peach tree at the mouth of the alley, and then looked at the young man, and said as seriously as in the autumn of that year: "Because I want to, I hope you agree." ”

The young man looked at the scholar's clear eyes, and thought of the water of the Qujiang River for no reason...... He was happy with the answer, because so, it didn't make sense.

So, the young man held his hands and raised his eyebrows, bowed deeply, and said seriously: "Please Mr. accept the student in the name of the master!"

The scholar raised his eyebrows, smiled, stretched out his hand to help the young man, and said, "Reacquaint yourself, my surname is Ye, I don't have a name, and the neighbors call me Mr. Ye." ”

The boy said, "Why don't you have a name?"

Hearing this, Mr. Ye said calmly: "I used to have it, but then I didn't think it sounded, so I didn't want it." ”

"What about you?"

The young man said: "I don't have a surname, when I was a child, my grandfather asked someone to give me a name, called Zhaoxue." ”

"Haha, you and I seem to be very fateful, you have no surname, I have no name, you and I are destined to meet. When Mr. Ye heard this, he actually made a joke, but his smile was still like a spring breeze.

The young man suddenly became serious, bowed deeply to Mr. Ye's hand, and said, "The student has seen the teacher." ”

Mr. Ye helped him up and said, "Please get up." ”

"It's the first time to accept a disciple, it's really in a hurry...... Mr. Ye didn't realize this until this moment, and wanted to see if he had brought anything with him, but he found that he was poor and white, and he couldn't help but be embarrassed.

Suddenly, at a glance, he saw the scroll on his waist, so he took it off, handed it to the young man, and said, "This book has been with me for seven years, and it was given to me by one of my younger brothers, and I will give it to you today as a teacher's gift." ”

Zhao Xue waved her hand and refused: "Since it was sent by Mr.'s younger brother, it must have a very heavy meaning, and students can't accept it." ”

Mr. Ye said: "My friendship with him is not something that a book can carry, although this book has a certain meaning, it is not so important. ”

When the young man heard this, he cast another sure look, and Mr. Ye nodded seriously.

Seeing this, Zhao Xue took the scroll with both hands, the cover was a pattern composed of black and white, and three words were written below.

The young man read it out, and Mr. Ye explained: "This is the man I brought to know you that day to write it, but the strange thing is that he kept saying that it was not written by him, it was written by Lao Tzu, but he called himself Lao Tzu, isn't it himself." ”

Later, he explained to me that there was a man named Lao Tzu. After a pause, Mr. Ye smiled bitterly.

Zhao Xue turned the first page, and there were only two words: Tao Jing

Turning another page, he recognized the first few words: Tao Ke Dao Very Dao......