Chapter Twenty-Five: The Heart Joys the King

In the early morning, the morning sun was rising, pacing the clouds on the horizon with a faint golden red. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Mu Shan took a bundle of bear skins that had been peeled off the bear spirit last night and a huge bear gall, walked out of the door quickly, and walked in the direction of Guanjiazhuang.

On the quiet path, Mu Shan saw many villagers who got up early from a distance, diligently planting seedlings in the fields on both sides. One of them, a slightly familiar figure, caused Mu Shan to stop and watch.

Mu Shan took a few steps closer, and suddenly recognized that the person in his yellow cloth robe, rolled up his trunks, and facing the loess was Zhang Jiao, who lived in his house last night, and couldn't help but ask, "Great Sage and Good Master, what are you doing here?" ā€

"Hehe, little brother, it's early!" Zhang Jiao planted a seedling in his hand, raised his head, and said with a kind smile: "I haven't done it for many years, and I'm a little rusty." ā€

Some other villagers around the "Great Sage and Good Teacher...... heard Mu Shan's name, and immediately gathered around, and bowed down to Zhang Jiao reverently, obviously Zhang Jiao's reputation among the people has made him synonymous with saving the suffering.

Zhang Jiao was very experienced in helping up the villagers who were kneeling and bowing, and said loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, Zhang Jiao has nothing to give you here, and I am very ashamed. If you are unwell, you can find me in the center of the village, and I will definitely treat you without receiving a penny. ā€

In the gratitude and praise of many villagers, Zhang Jiao strode towards Mu Shan: "Little brother, where are you going?" ā€

"Yesterday I promised the owner of the village to send him bear bile. Also, this bear skin is enough to make three sweaters, and I want Xiu Niang to help me cut it. Xiu Niang's hand is the most ingenious in our Tianyin Village. When Mu Shan said Xiuniang, the corners of his mouth would unconsciously show a sweet smile: "Great sage and good teacher, how can you farm here, how can you do this kind of rough work." ā€

"Hehe, little brother, what's so strange about this, I used to be a woodcutter, and I have done all this farm work. Later, when I had some opportunities and abilities, I began to walk around, trying to see the smiles on their faces. ā€

Zhang Jiao pointed to the villagers who were busy with their work in the distance, talking and laughing loudly while planting rice seedlings, and asked: "Look, a simple life, every day at sunrise and sunset, this is my pursuit." ā€

"Your pursuit?" Mu Shan looked at the villagers in the distance and asked suspiciously: "Great sage and good teacher, what is this, aren't we all like this?" It's been more than ten years, every day is the same, what's so strange, your pursuit is too low. ā€

"Low?" Zhang Jiao patted Mu Shan's shoulder and said with a smile: "Little brother, you probably haven't been out of the village." When you have seen the world in the future, and have accumulated decades of accumulation, and then look at this ordinary scene in front of you, your feeling may be very different. If the people of the world can live a peaceful and peaceful life as here, I am willing to give everything in exchange! …… Plain is true, ordinary is bliss! ā€

Mu Shan looked at Zhang Jiao's appearance at this moment, and felt that the sunlight in the sky seemed to fall on him, making his whole person exude a strange light and warmth, like a messenger sent by Heaven to the world. Listening to Zhang Jiao's words full of vicissitudes, Mu Shan couldn't help but guess that he must be a person with ups and downs and vigorous stories.

Mu Shan came back to his senses, picked up the bear skin in his hand, and said with a smile: "Great sage and good teacher, if it's okay, I'll go first, I want to go to Guanjiazhuang, I promised the matter of the owner of Guanzhuang, but I can't break my word." ā€

Zhang Jiao nodded lightly and reminded kindly: "Don't tell anyone about the hook, if you can hide it for a day, don't let them live in panic and despair." ā€

"Got it." Mu Shan grinned and strode towards the path.

Plain is true, ordinary is bliss!

Mu Shan kept recalling Zhang Jiao's words in his mind, although he felt that there was some truth in it, but it was too illusory. Is it true that it is bland, is it true that prosperity is false? Ordinary is a blessing, is it that those heroes who are famous in history and vigorous, their glorious lives are not happier than the coarse tea and light food, mediocre people?

The morning sun is rising, and the shops on the street are opening one after another, but their shouts are heard in Mu Shan's ears, but they are a little sick and weak. There are far fewer pedestrians coming and going than in the past. In the whole village, there seemed to be an atmosphere of twilight in old age, which made Mu Shan's heart panic inexplicably.

Traveling all the way, Mu Shan soon arrived at Guanjiazhuang.

From afar, Mu Shan saw the owner of Guan Zhuang personally guarding outside the village, as if he had known that Mu Shan would come, and waited early.

"Mu Shan......" Guan Zhuang's eyes widened, staring closely at the bear bile in Mu Shan's hand, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

"I hope you really use it for Geely, not for your selfishness!" Mu Shan threw the huge bear bile in his hand into the air to the position of the owner of the Guan Zhuang, and then ignored him and walked straight to the inner courtyard of the Guan family.

"Tonight, the boat is in the middle of the stream. Today, I have to be in the same boat with the prince. Shame is good, not shameful. The heart is stubborn and unstoppable, and I learned about the prince. The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is pleasing to the king. ā€

Walking into the inner courtyard, Mu Shan heard Xiuniang's gentle and pleasant voice coming from behind the peach tree, and there seemed to be a girl's love in the voice, shy and happy, and the lingering feelings went straight to the heart.

Boating on the river, swimming with the prince, the prince loves you, and your heart is like the clear and gentle river, thin and long, rushing and cheering but silent. But......

Prince, Xiuniang, who will be the prince in your heart?

Mu Shan walked towards the peach tree, his steps became heavier and heavier, and even his breathing seemed to become short.

In the air, there is a peach blossom red figure. Between the nose, there is the faint fragrance of peach blossoms.

Mu Shan walked behind the peach tree, separated from Xiuniang by three steps, and suddenly stopped. The distance of these three steps, at this moment, seems to be separated by a world in Mu Shan's heart. In the dark, Mu Shan felt that the relationship between himself and Xiuniang seemed to be changing silently, changing in another direction he didn't know, no longer the innocence and immaculate nature of his childhood, as if there were more indescribable and inexplicable things.

Is it love? Xiuniang, will I be your prince?

Mu Shan couldn't help but ask himself, but he suddenly felt a panic for no reason, and he wanted to turn around and flee from here.

"Mu Shan, I've caught you!" Xiu Niang's voice, with a bit of playfulness, quietly came from behind Mu Shan.

Mu Shan felt a light knock on the back of his head, and hurriedly turned around, as if there was a deer bumping into his heart, and his whole face was more bright red than the peach blossom in front of him: "Oh......, Xiuniang, scared me to death!" ā€

"Hehe, it's usually you who scare me, but this time it's finally my turn to scare you. This is called one report and one report. ā€

Xiuniang covered her mouth and smiled softly, the familiar and beautiful figure, at this moment in Mu Shan's eyes, with a brilliance that had never been seen before, even the peach blossoms flying beside her seemed to have lost their due beauty.

This glance, but somehow, made Mu Shan in a trance, hoping that time could be frozen here forever.