"I want to drink, I have it in the cabinet over there, and I'll get a jug. The merchant stood up and walked to the door of the shipyard, but did not go out.

He Le took out the wine from the cabinet, and there were still more than a dozen jugs in it, which seemed to have been prepared in advance.

Shang Gongzi patted off the mud seal on the wine jug, poured a bowl for himself, and poured another bowl for He Le.

"Have you ever drunk it?"

He Le shook his head, it was a problem to eat before entering the Yuntan Sect, let alone wine. As for the Yuntan Sect, there are pills, and alcohol is absolutely forbidden. In the sect, you can marry and eat meat, but you are not allowed to drink alcohol or gamble. In fact, even in the outside world now, wine is still a luxury, the grain harvest in the north is gone, and the production in the south is also reduced. Only the nobles and princes who can enjoy this grain can only be cultivated, and ordinary civilians or wealthy merchants are forbidden to brew privately.

"Take a sip, it's not a good thing, but sometimes it's a godsend. ”

He Le looked at the swaying half bowl of muddy soup in the bowl in amazement, as well as the charming smell, and still served it up in hesitation. The color of the soup is a little yellowish, with a slight unknown impurities, and each time it shakes, it leaves a thick layer of juice on the wall of the bowl. He licked his lips, looked up at Shang Gongzi again, and saw that he was motioning for himself to drink, so he drank it in one gulp.

......He Le felt that his throat and eyes were about to burn, and the hot warm current rushed from his mouth into his stomach, and then stayed there, and began to become comfortable.

His eyes were red, but he didn't let himself cough or scream, just stared at the empty bowl in his hand with wide eyes.

"I'm done!" said Shang Gongzi with some amusement. In fact, he was ready to see his jokes, but he didn't expect him to drink it in one gulp, and it didn't seem to be okay.

"Hmm......" He Le didn't finish answering, so he fell straight back, and after falling, the straightened footboard did not forget to slowly put it down.

"Uh!" Shang Gongzi's eyes really widened at this time, did he pour a cup?

He Le, who was lying on the ground, showed a weird smile, and his face flushed and quickly faded.

After sleeping on the ground for two hours, He Le woke up slowly, his head was a little dizzy, but he felt fine.

At this time, it is already the beginning of the lanterns, and the moon hangs on the willows. Shang Gongzi was still reading at his desk, sometimes stopping and tapping his finger on the window edge, and then continued to read.

"Wake up!"

"Ah...... Childe forgives the sin ...... "He Le woke up completely frightened, no matter what, it must be impolite to sleep like this."

"It's okay, I didn't expect you to be so undrinkable. Mr. Zhang came to you earlier, and I lied to him that you had something to do. ”

"Thank you...... Gongzi Xie ...... "He Le touched his head embarrassedly, but he had a little rebellious joy in his heart.

"Haha, don't think about drinking it again next time!"

"Uh-huh. He Le nodded seriously and stood up. It was already dark outside the window, and the evening breeze was very cool.

"Go back to your room, I'll watch it a little longer, and I don't have to accompany you. ”

He Le walked out of the shipyard after saying goodbye, and when he passed the back of the ship, he heard laughter inside, and he paused for a moment before going off the deck.

"I'm just done!" Zhang Zhichun looked at him gently, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Ah...... Oh, yes. He Le didn't want to lie, but he didn't have the courage to say that he was drunk and drunk.

"Elder Zhao has decided to let you follow Master Shang all the time, and he will explain it to the sect. I wanted to ask you in the afternoon, but you broke your vows and drank and got drunk. But it's okay, if you are not a member of the sect in the future, you don't need to follow these precepts. In the past, I brought you back from the north, mainly because Yifeng's kid insisted, since he failed the test, it would only be better to go to Shang Gongzi. Later, when you know his identity, you will understand, I still hope that you can live well, after all, it was that kid who worked hard to save him, you have to live longer for him, live better!" Zhang Zhichun looked at him with a complicated expression and said a lot. It's just that He Le didn't hear it clearly, and the tears that had never been shed just flowed down like this, silently.

"What to cry about, it's also for your own good. There are some situations that you don't know, so I don't need to say more. Zhang Zhichun frowned, and his tone became stern.

"But I just took a sip!"

Zhang Zhichun was speechless in an instant, what is this! Is it a matter of drinking!

"Alright, let's go to sleep!"

At that moment, He Le seemed to have lost his soul, and returned to the cabin weakly, retracting into the small space, holding his legs. There were many people in front of them, they were reproachful and helpless, and in the end they all turned around and left silently. It seems that their efforts were in vain in the end, and they still failed to stay in Yuntan Sect, but they had to follow an inexplicable noble son. At that moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his head, a proverb that had been spoken a long time ago.

"The road is simple, but it can be urgent or ......"

At the same time as the voice came, the eight words appeared in front of his eyes, and then scattered into a horizontal and sharp stroke, and then continued to turn into starry light. The starlight seemed to have been stirred by someone, swirling into a vortex in the center, surrounded by sparse stars. The vortex slowly rotated, and the surrounding stars also condensed, and finally became a large shining ball of light. Before He Le could take a closer look, the point of light flashed and fell into his body. He Le was so frightened that he wanted to avoid it, but his head hit the roof of the cabin hard, and when he looked again, he didn't find anything.

What's that?

He Le was already familiar with each realm of cultivation, and that feeling was that although he couldn't eat pork, he had to see how the pig walked! So he knew that the normal rotating mirror was not like this, but it was somewhat similar. Similarly, practitioners will see a swirling glowing vortex, but they will only see it when they look inward at the body, and they are all small. And He Le's obvious difference is not only too big, but also formed outside the body, and it has condensed into a ball.

If it is the Vortex Light Realm, do you want to tell Elder Zhao, maybe then the sect will keep itself. A little hope rose in He Le's heart, but it was quickly shattered. There are still words in what Zhang Zhichun said, and of course there are allusions, that is, those sons who fell from the sky. Last time it was just an illusion, Sun Tianyi had a murderous intent, if he could step into the Vortex Light Realm without a Qi bag, it was estimated that it would only lead to death. Sure enough, Uncle Zhang still misses the old, but he hides it well and never shows it obviously. Then really follow Shang Gongzi, what should Elder Wang do?

He Le still couldn't think about it, leaning on the cabin and thinking about it, he fell asleep again in a daze.

The next day was a repeat thing, and today Shang Gongzi was obviously in a much better mood, at least he didn't want to drink anymore. In the morning, he also asked He Le to grind ink and write a lot of things. He Le watched from the sidelines, except for some who couldn't understand it, most of them could understand it. It turned out that the noble son in front of him was still worried about the world, and even thought about going north to cut gold. That sentence: Ande Qingtianmu, Dingding mountains and rivers. It makes He Le like it very much, and he feels domineering.

"Can you understand?" After all, poetry is an elegant thing, and it is only sung in a small circle, so Shang Gongzi is also very strange.

"If you understand a little, Elder Wang also likes to chant and has taught some of them. and Duan Yifeng also said, and I have memorized some poems to listen to, I just like it for no reason. He Le smiled when he said it.

"Then it's no wonder!" said Shang Gongzi who also wanted to meet that Elder Wang, after all, the cultivators rarely came into contact with poetry, and most of them buried their heads in the cultivation of Qi Liu, and regarded the supreme Dao method as the ultimate pursuit in this life. For things other than Qi Liu, most of them are not interested. Of course, for the court, such a Yuntan Sect is safe. For mortals, they are not afraid that they have material desires, and for those who practice, they are most afraid of material desires. As for poetry, it is not a materialistic desire, but a spiritual pursuit.

"What do you think?" asked Shang Gongzi playfully.

"The north of the scorching wind is poor, and the jackals are all killed. The river is not late, and the people mourn the wilderness. Ande Qingtianmu, Dingding mountains and rivers. He Le whispered it again before he said: "I like the last sentence 'Ande Qingtianmu, Dingding Mountains and Rivers.'" ’”

Shang Gongzi glanced back again before nodding slowly. In the past, Zhao Chi and Gongsun Jue would only say good, all good. But He Le is different, although he is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, but he can get to the point. It's like the itch, you have to scratch the itch to relieve the itch, otherwise it's no different from scratching the itch through the boots.

"Yes, I have a lot of books here, you can take them out and read them, and if you don't understand, you can ask me. After appreciating He Le more and more, the merchant son also showed the generosity of the noble son.

"Thank you, Childe. He Le's mind turned, and he suddenly felt as if he could do something, and soon went to find a book to read. When the merchant came, he rode a horse and could bring a limited number of books, but it was extremely rare in this troubled era. What surprised He Le the most was that the books brought by Shang Gongzi were extremely miscellaneous, including political discussions on governing the country and security, as well as the virtues and etiquette of the small family. There is also no shortage of clear words, and there are also folk anecdotes written by anonymous people.

He Le picked out Ben Anbang's strategy and looked at it, and it took him more than a long time to understand the general meaning of the strategy. When the merchant saw that he actually picked a strategy, he was impressed, and he thought that he might pick that folk anecdote to see, but who knew that it was the obscure An Bangce. He couldn't help but beat the drum in his heart, could it really be a providential arrangement!

Estimating that the time was almost up, He Lecai came to Shang Gongzi with the book in his hand, and considered his words before speaking: "Childe, there are a few things I don't understand, can I ask?"

"Oh, what is it?"

"The sky is in chaos, and I can't hear about it. What does that mean?"

"Wang knows that the country is also hurt. What does that mean?"

"The sky is in chaos, and I can't hear about it. It means that there is a great chaos in the country, but this critical situation cannot be conveyed to the emperor. The next sentence is that the king knows that the country is hurt, which is to say that the emperor also knows that the news is not good for the country. ”

"I see. What does that avenue mean?" He Le asked, pointing to an inconspicuous place in the book.

"Boulevard. Yu Guo is the policy of the country and the people, Yu Chen is the sincerity of serving the country with loyalty, and Yu Min is the part of living and working in peace and contentment. To put it simply, an avenue is a road that can be walked smoothly. For example, if you practice, the Great Dao is the Dharma that can run the Qi flow smoothly. Everyone has their own way, some people follow other people's ways, and some people follow their own ways. There are many differences, but there are big and simple reasons. There are thousands of avenues, and they will eventually return to one, which is to return to the yuan. The merchant boy talked eloquently, and stood up and waved his arms when he said about the rise.

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