Wen Feng saw the little beggar approaching, picked up a bowl of wine and handed it to him, and said loudly: "Come, drink!" The little beggar agreed, reached out and took the wine bowl and sent it to his lips. He was so frightened that his arm did not obey him, he trembled, and spilled most of the bowl of wine before it reached his lips. Wen Feng watched from the sidelines, angry in his heart, snatched the wine bowl with his hands, and scolded: "You are really useless, and you should not be comfortable being a beggar." With a wave of his hand, he threw an object and scolded, "Get out!"

The little beggar only felt that his abdomen was hit by an object, that he was already extremely afraid, and his legs trembled like sifting chaff, and at this time he could no longer stand steadily, sat down and fell down, stretched out his hand to press his abdomen, but it was not very painful, but he felt that his palm was cold, and there was one more thing in his hand, and he looked down and saw that it was a large ingot of silver ingots, and he couldn't help but be stunned, and heard Wen Feng shouting in his ears: "Take the silver and get out, there is nothing to make Lao Tzu angry here!"

The little beggar believed that this big ingot of silver was really a reward for him, and he was so happy that he forgot to be afraid, got up, kowtowed to Wen Feng, and ran downstairs happily.

"Come, let's drink!" Wen Feng raised the wine bowl towards Yan Zhuoran, and said in a rough voice.

Yan Zhuoran had already lifted the wine bowl, but at this time, he put the wine bowl on the table heavily, snorted coldly, and there was disdain in his eyes.

Ye Lan saw that Yan Zhuoran didn't give Wen Feng face like this, and only said that he would be furious. Unexpectedly, Wen Feng only smiled slightly, and said: "You can't see it when you play him, how can you give him silver, you can't get used to it?"

Yan Zhuoran sighed lightly and said: "As the saying goes, 'Do not do to others what you do not want to be done to yourself'." Although it is a good deed for you to give this little beggar money, ordinary people should be more polite than you even if they feed the bones to the dogs. When a gentleman acts, he should put himself and others first. Brother Wen, think about it, if someone treats you like that little beggar, how would you feel?"

"You compare me to this little beggar, but do you see what we have in common?" Wen Feng didn't get angry when he heard Yan Zhuoran compare himself to a beggar, but his face was full of joy, and he seemed to be very happy.

Yan Zhuoran's face was solemn, and he said awe-inspiringly: "In the eyes of mortals, Brother Wen's cultivation is profound, resisting the wind and clouds, omnipotent, like a fairy, and this little beggar is really the same heaven and an underground, not the same day." It's just that all people have spirits, and all things that have spirits should be treated with a loving heart, and they should not be divided into high and low by status, nor should they be divided into high and low by immortals. Therefore, in my opinion, there is actually no difference between Brother Wen and this little beggar. ”

Ye Lan has not had many playmates since he was a child, and he likes to make friends, around Liuye Island, regardless of whether it is a monk, a spirit beast, a demon clan, a dragon clan or a barbarian, he treats them equally, and he is a friend, and he has never felt that there is any difference between all kinds of creatures. At this time, after listening to Yan Zhuoran's words, I couldn't help nodding slightly, and I felt that I was deeply hearted.

Wen Feng cocked his thumb and laughed: "Brother Yan has good eyesight, he actually sees that there is no difference between me and this little beggar! Haha, of course there is no difference between me and him, Lao Tzu was a companion with him back then!"

Ye Lan didn't expect Wen Feng to be a beggar, so he was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth together. Zhu Wenchang and eldest grandson Wenquan also looked stunned, and they didn't know about it. The eldest grandson Wenquan muttered: "No wonder you are so slamming the door on weekdays, eating and drinking together has always made me know money, but you are very generous to beggars and generous, but it turns out that you are thinking of the same market in the old days." ”

Wen Feng said angrily: "Who said that Lao Tzu is stingy! I am your senior brother anyway, and you will come to deal with me with a little money for wine and food!"

"A little money for wine and food? You are not easy!" The eldest grandson Wen circled his arms and pointed to the table full of wine and meat: "You eat and drink the most expensive ones, and you eat so much! I have always been so poor, and it is not all because of you!"

Wen Feng smiled: "Stingy ghost, next time I will ask you back!"

"Next time? You say next time every time, I don't think I can wait for that day. Eldest Sun Wenquan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Have you ever been a beggar? But how did you become a disciple? Why have you never heard of you talking to Master?"

Wen Feng said: "Lao Tzu's parents died when he was a child, he is helpless, he is not a beggar, should he drink the northwest wind? Lao Tzu beggar was supposed to be a good beggar, but suddenly one day he met an old beggar. Lao Tzu saw that the old thing was pitiful, so he gave him half a baked cake. Who knew that he didn't get out of the bait after eating the baked cakes, but he wanted to repay Lao Tzu's kindness. Lao Tzu worshipped the teacher so indistinctly, and was brought to Tianxu Peak by this old flower. You said that the old man snatched the little flower baked cake in the past, and although the old man was thick-skinned, he didn't have the face to talk to you, right?"

Eldest Sun Wen felt that this matter would damage the face of the supreme head of the dignified and void family, and it was not good to ask too many questions in front of Yan Zhuoran and Ye Lan, but he heard Yan Zhuoran say lightly: "I didn't expect that Brother Wen was also from a poor background. The hero doesn't ask where he comes from, Brother Wen is not ashamed of his poor background, and he tells him calmly, which shows that Yan admires it very much. It's just that Brother Wen has also been a beggar, but how can he treat that little beggar like this? Doesn't this move seem to be too forgetful!"

Wen Feng hadn't answered yet, but he heard the eldest grandson Wenquan sigh lightly and said: "Brother Yan doesn't know, my Senior Brother Wen behaves rudely, but his heart is not bad, he does more righteous deeds on weekdays, but rarely speaks human words. He had just treated the little beggar with courtesy. ”

Wen Feng heard the eldest grandson Wenquan scold him for not speaking human, but he was not annoyed, laughed, and said, "I am not polite to that little beggar. Just because Lao Tzu looked at him cowering, he felt angry from the bottom of his heart. I want to beg on the street when Lao Tzu was really barefoot and two-handed, let me go in the world, break the bowl in my hand, and eat and drink without worry. When I'm hungry and sleepy, even the king of heaven can't care about me, so I'm not happy, this little beggar is not comfortable being a beggar, so I don't feel upset when I see it!"

Yan Zhuoran listened to Wen Feng's words, nodded slightly, and said, "It turns out that Brother Wen thinks that the little beggar is not generous and heroic enough, so this touched Brother Wen's bad head." Brother Wen is not angry, there are beggars in the world with a heart like you, I am afraid that I will never be able to find a second one. This little beggar has never seen much of the world, and it is inevitable that he will be afraid to be carried around like a punching bag by you. Imagine that if Brother Wen encounters a master of the Chaos Realm, he will treat you like you treat this little beggar, I'm afraid you won't feel very comfortable in your heart, right?"

Wen Feng frowned, pondered for a moment, and said, "I have no malicious intentions, but listening to you say this, it makes sense." It is indeed my fault. It's Lao Tzu's mistake!" said while raising the wine bowl and continued: "Come, Brother Yan, I will respect you with a bowl, which can be regarded as reparation!"

Yan Zhuoran also picked up the wine bowl and said, "I don't dare to make amends, Brother Wen is serious." As he spoke, he raised his lips and drank it in a big gulp.

When Ye Lan saw that Yan Zhuoran was originally sitting alone, there were only snacks and tea on the table, and he was not good at drinking. At this time, seeing him drink a large bowl of wine in a few sips, I was very happy in my heart, and I had a good impression of him. Seeing this, Wen Feng was also very happy, and said happily: "Okay! I can't imagine that you are a white-faced scholar, but it is refreshing to drink!"

Yan Zhuoran said: "Brother Wen is uninhibited, rough and arrogant, and although his demeanor is sometimes a little rude, he has a true temperament. What's even more rare is that he still knows how to introspect, and he is really a person in temperament. When Yan meets a person with a true temperament, how can he not treat him with a true temperament?" After that, he picked up the wine jar, poured two empty bowls full of wine, raised the bowl and said, "I am also wrong with today's affairs." I know that as disciples of Taixu, you are by no means treacherous, and Brother Wen is just joking with that little beggar, which is harmless. I really shouldn't make a big fuss, and I shouldn't scold people with sour poems. Come, Brother Wen, I'll do it first as respect. ”

Wen Feng saw Yan Zhuoran drink another bowl in an instant, and he was so happy that he smiled, and felt that this little white face was not annoying at all, and praised: "Okay!" Raise the bowl and drink dry, laughing.

Yan Zhuoran poured another bowl of wine and said to Ye Lan: "I don't know that this little brother has a big name, if you hadn't intervened today, the two of us would definitely have a big disaster, Yan Mou thanked me here!"

Ye Lan picked up the wine bowl, bowed down and said, "Don't dare!" The younger brother's surname is Ye, and his single name is Lan. The kid doesn't know how thick the sky is, and he hits by mistake, where is the credit. ”

The two drank a bowl of each other, Yan Zhuoran drank with Zhu Wenchang again, Zhu Wenchang reported his name, and introduced the eldest grandson Wenquan, Lin Wenyong, Chang Wensheng, Tang Wende, Tian Wenchang and other Taixu disciples to him one by one. Yan Zhuoran admired each other for a long time, and when everyone saw him and Wen Feng in a vicious battle, they all praised this humane method, knowing that he was a disciple of Mingde Academy, and said in their hearts: "No wonder! Mingde Academy is so famous, it really deserves its reputation!"

Zhu Wenchang finished introducing everyone to Yan Zhuoran, and sat down again. Everyone was in high spirits, Wen Feng ate and drank loudly, and asked the shopkeeper to move the wine jar up, everyone talked while drinking, eating and drinking for a while, and the more they talked, the more speculative they became. Yan Zhuoran is witty in his speech, and his knowledge is better than that of the eldest grandson Wenquan, and Zhu Wenchang is also aroused to talk, both of them know well, and their words are connected to the past and the present. Most of the immortals and major things that the two of them said Ye Lan had never heard of, and he only heard his eyes shining. Wen Feng couldn't interject, but he also listened with great interest, and shouted from time to time: "Drink!" to help the conversation.

Chang Wensheng, Tang Wende and others sat at separate tables, very close to Ye Lan and others, and everyone listened to Zhu Wenchang and Yan Zhuoran chatting. After listening to it for a while, Du Juezhu and Yan were extremely knowledgeable and admirable. Both of them are born like crowns of jade, and their spirits are magnificent, and sitting together inevitably makes people feel comparative.

Zhu Wenchang and Wen Feng are both cultivators of the fourth layer of the Freedom Realm, this Yan Zhuoran and Wen Feng are not distinguished, and compared with Zhu Wenchang, they are also half a catty. Zhu Wenchang is like a long bearing, not angry and arrogant, which makes people have a sense of awe. Yan Zhuoran was born refreshed and extraordinary, which made people feel close. Ye Lan sat with the two of them, although his appearance was not lost, his bearing was much inferior, and his cultivation was far from the two of them.

Everyone ate and drank for a while, Yan Zhuoran raised the bowl and said: "Yan happened to pass through Caizhu Town, and it was really a pleasure to be able to meet all the sages in this remote place!" Ye Lan finished drinking, put down the wine bowl, looked out the window, and saw that there were people coming and going downstairs, busy with traffic, a prosperous scene, he thought this was a big city, and was laughed at by everyone, but he was still puzzled at this time, and asked: "I see that this place is very prosperous, how can it be considered deserted?"