In other words, the road is half of the sky.

But there are also all roads leading to Rome.

They are all people who are going to the military camp of Zhao State, and naturally, they will eventually arrive in Handan.

The two religions are close to the people but do not support the people, the place of the medicine hall is hidden, the money village is recruited to do business, and the academy, people don't have such good brains.

A passion and ambition are realized by the military camp after all. Either throw your head and spill your blood, or live a lifetime of mediocrity, or your bones will wither, or you will succeed.

Lian Po is like this, and Li Mu is also like this. If it weren't for Zhao Kuo being the son of Zhao Hao, it would actually be like this.

A few horses and a carriage slowly entered Handan, although they all had a very high status, but in this carriage, or the era when they could not record their appearance, no one knew. Jin Ge Iron Horse walked into Handan with pride, maybe someone knows who they are.

Wei Wuji was a little nervous, not because he had come to a strange place, but because he had been here a long time ago. He is older than several other teenagers and girls, and naturally, there is another story that is different from theirs.

There are a lot of people outside Handan City today, of course, there are a lot of people every day, this is not Xingcheng, but it is a royal city, naturally, there are many people in and out of the city, however, today is different, even if it is the same as usual, there are blockages, but today's blockages are different.

Notices are written on the signs outside the city, and most of them are for the arrest of wanted criminals and assassins, but there are a few exceptions.

A doctor in Zhao Guo wants to recruit a son-in-law, not a doctor who sees a doctor, but a doctor Zhao who has a lot of real power in Zhao State, and his status is similar to Lin Xiangru, but it is still very high. The conditions for recruiting a son-in-law turned out to be very ordinary, and he was still selected from among the commoners, which was nothing more than throwing huge wealth into the hands of this door-to-door son-in-law.

But this is not a reason for the blockage at the city gates.

The military camp of Zhao State should recruit soldiers, promote the talents of generals, and the top few selected can be included in the disciples of Zhao Kuo, Li Mu, Lian Po and others, and succeed to the position of general.

But this is not a reason for the blockage at the city gates.

This year, the list of Haomen Hundred Immortals has been reformulated, and many people's nouns have changed, and the Western Wilderness Shu Immortal is second only to the Central Plains Zhangjiao, and it is clearly pointed out that the Dragon King of the East China Sea has completely fallen into the fourth place, higher than the Northern Han Shaman. Saints should not be listed in the list of hundred immortals, but people are very curious, and no one cares about saints, so they still come out. But the biggest change is the Twelve Dynasty Yuan, Ren Fenglai passed on the credit to Qiu Ze, the owner of the Zhenghuang Banner, and due to seniority problems, he was promoted to eleventh, surpassing the blood coral Hu Shanxue, which can be described as powerful. Everyone was curious where Ren Fenglai was now.

But that's not a reason for the blockage at the city gates.

The reason for the blockage is only because in the corner of the notice, a simple announcement:

From today onwards, Yaotang Le Changping will temporarily assume the position of the sect leader of the four sects.

Just a few words, but it is the reason for the traffic jam at the city gate.

It turns out that there are really four sects in the world, and it turns out that there are really sect masters in the four sects, but where is the sect master now, and what realm is he, does Le Changping know who he is?

There was a lot of talk.

A few people who were just about to enter the city naturally also saw these announcements, and the categories of interest were different, Chu Feiqi Ergou was interested in the affairs of the military camp, Long Ying was interested in the affairs of the Haotian Hundred Immortal List, Ren Fenglai was interested in the affairs of the four sects, and Wei Wuji was actually interested in recruiting relatives.

"Le Changping...... It's actually similar to the name of the Leda medicine jar. Qi Ergou said with a smile.

Le Changping is the Le Da medicine jar, but their Le Da medicine jar is called Le Ping, but the name is reversed, and it actually fools them.

Long Ying and Ren Feng glanced at the two of them and did not speak.

Who would have thought that the two disciples of the current acting sect master were in this broken carriage.

Traffic jam but still being able to get into town.

Handan is the city of King Zhao, which is extremely prosperous, with all kinds of snacks and fun, strange people and strange things, and there are not few. Moreover, the barracks want to recruit soldiers, and naturally there are many masters among them. There are countless people in the lower three realms. This made Qi Ergou dumbfounded.

He didn't have a discerning eye, but he was still able to understand the momentum of these people, and he was extremely envious.

But Chu Fei is not like this, he is very familiar with this place, in his opinion, this road full of vitality is extremely cold.

He casually glanced at the blue sky above his head, and said silently in his heart:

Handan, I'm back.

Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, but teenagers like them are already precocious, so how can they not taste the taste of sorrow.

Along the way, except for Qi Ergou, no one showed great vitality, they knew that Chu Fei was not simple, naturally, and felt that this matter was a bit of a hidden story, but no one asked him, out of respect, respect for this person who is also a teacher and a friend. Or maybe it's out of fear, fear of someone who is also a teacher and a friend.

The forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds.

If you want to get the essence of the text, why bother with craft wine.

This doesn't rhyme, but it's very special, not just because of the exchange of wine for text, but because it is the exchange of a thousand jars of aged wine for a text. Thousands of altars recruit kings, just change a sentence.

Zhaojungui is very famous, legend has it that there used to be a man with a heart of flowers, who married his wife and did not go home, his wife cried every day, and her eyes were about to cry blind. The woman next door saw that she was pitiful, so she taught her her ancestral wine-making method, hoping that she would sell wine for a living and live a self-sufficient life in the future. Who would have thought that she cried while brewing, and actually gathered her thoughts about her husband in the wine, and with the spring breeze, she actually recruited her husband who did not return at night, hence the name Zhaojungui. An authentic Zhaojun Gui is estimated to be able to buy a good horse.

But this man only asks for a penny.

Lü Buwei of the Qin State, in order to publicize his own momentum and status, fabricated the historical book "Lü's Spring and Autumn Period", and asked for a wrong word and a thousand gold, so as to stabilize himself.

And why is this man?

Chu Fei glanced at the man, but found that it was an old man with a white beard, leaning on the thousand jars of wine, drinking freely, sip after sip, and drank the jar of wine in a while. A thousand jars of wine, eighty percent of which he drank by himself in a while.

While drinking, he shouted: "Hurry up and follow up, or I'll finish this wine." ”

Maybe he was really afraid of the wine and let him drink it, or maybe he was really angry that he was wasting wine like this, so there were a lot of people below.

But the old man didn't like what those people were saying, and he said one by one.

People were teased by him like this, and they thought he was obscene and shameless, but there were still people who wanted to give it a try, after all, a thousand jars of fine wine, even if he let him drink a few jars, there were still more than 900 jars.

"Brother Chu, let's try it?" Wei Wuji asked with a smile.

"I, Brother Wuji, do you think too highly of me?" Chu Fei said with a smile.

Chu Fei really didn't want to go, he didn't speak well, so he naturally didn't like to use sentences, let alone in front of the talented Wei Wuji.

"What is this senior brother said, there will be no loss in it. Ren Fenglai said with a smile.

The word "senior brother" is very ordinary, but it means a lot to Chu Fei, who asked him to accept Ren Fenglai's gift of a pearl......

In fact, Chu Fei didn't understand anything, he took Ren Fenglai's pulse, and immediately threw him a handwritten book of Wei Wuji, although it was a pearl in return. But it's not just thrown away, he doesn't know how to cultivate immortals, but he can also see that he has some problems with his meridians, he is the apprentice of the medicine king, and he also has problems with his meridians, naturally, he knows the problems of his meridians. Therefore, when he saw the methods contained in the article, Ren Fenglai felt that there was nothing wrong with this apprenticeship or apprenticeship.

From this, he wanted to know more about Chu Fei's literary style.

Wei Wuji and Chu Fei walked one after the other, getting closer and closer to the wood with the words engraved, and naturally, they saw what was written on it:

Shu road is difficult.

Wei Wuji frowned and said: "Shu Road is difficult, but it is difficult to do a hundred zhang railings." The sky is clear, but it is not at ease in people's hearts. ”

Everyone said yes, and even the old man who was drinking softly said yes.

When everyone heard this, they knew that these thousand jars of wine were considered to have met someone destined.

But only Chu Fei didn't have any expression, just like a general couplet.

"Does this little brother have any objections?" the old man asked when he saw that the young man behind Wei Wuji did not react.

Chu Fei didn't answer his words, but he also answered the answer he wanted:

It is difficult to go to Shu and it is difficult to go to the sky.

Everyone hugged their stomachs and laughed, thinking that it was a good sentence, but they didn't expect it to be so ordinary, and they also referred to the sentence of the previous son.

But there was one person who said loudly, "Okay!"

The old man put down the wine in his hand and said very happily: "This sentence is very good!"

The crowd was silent, to be exact, silent.

Anyone can see that this sentence is very ordinary, and combined with Wei Wuji's sentence, it is even more inferior to the extreme, but this bad old man actually likes it very much.

Similarly, Chu Fei was also surprised, not because this old man really knew the past and the present, but because he seemed to be waiting for this sentence.

Because he knew this early on.

There are two possibilities for this scenario.

One is that he is also born to know.

Second, he has been waiting for the one who is born to know.

"Sick!" The people around really felt that this ending was too bloody, so they scolded.

The old man just glanced at the man contemptuously and said, "My own wine, my own poems, let you be right, do you still have a long face?"

This refutation is not wrong, the old man can do whatever he likes, but others can't control it, people take the initiative to go to the poem, it's nothing more than going to the wine, people don't give it, you still scold, isn't this looking for being scolded?

"Young man, I see that you are still young, and drinking alcohol is not good for your health, otherwise you will save it with me first, and it will not be too late to meet again in the future. The old man said.

When Chu Fei heard this, he made it clear that he was a pit person, but he didn't refute it, after all, whether this person was really looking for himself or not was the key, so he said: "What the old gentleman said is that I am only twelve years old, and I really can't drink these good things." ”

When everyone present heard this, they were even more angry, what kind of situation is this, it is clear that it is not a trick, is it really propaganda wine? or is it propaganda of that broken poem?

The old man nodded, and wiped his gray beard, very satisfied.

Chu Fei didn't dare to stay longer, and pulled Wei Wuji away, wanting to answer the carriage as soon as possible.

But he was still curious, curious about the cultivation realm of the old man in front of him, so he secretly mobilized his discerning eyes to see more clearly.

Maybe it was because of this distraction that he actually bumped into someone and a scholar. The heart guard on his chest touched the paper fan in the scholar's hand.

"I'm so panicked, little brother, there are good things hidden in this dress. The scholar said with a smile.

"What does this brother mean by this?" Chu Fei asked puzzled.

"Oh, it's nothing, my biggest hobby in life is bartering. I didn't see this thing, and I was already tempted, so I wanted to change it even more. The scholar said.

"What do you want to exchange?" asked Chu Fei.

"How about my fan?" replied the scholar with a smile.

Chu Fei smiled, thinking, I am a heart guard, it is used to save my life, what use can you use with this broken fan?

"It's important to me, so forget it. Chu Fei replied.

After hearing this, the scholar was not angry, but said softly: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Then he walked away.

There are a lot of strange people and strange things in Handan, and today's these, eight CDs are counted. And Chu Fei actually hasn't encountered another strange thing, that is a drunkard.

With a huge belly, the city is looking for good wine to drink, and the most distressing thing is that there are so many wine cabinets, but there is no king.

Very annoyed, the stone lion in front of the store, I don't know how many were broken, but no one dares to provoke, probably because this person is equipped with this momentum, for fear that there will be some homicide case, besides, these few days the military camp is recruiting soldiers, in case the day later it will soar, make a big fuss about today's affairs, and it will be even more difficult in the future.

However, it just so happened that this scholar dared to provoke him.

"Senior brother, all the recruits in the city were given to the master by Dr. Zhao, what kind of discipline are you doing?" the scholar asked.

"The master is really unkind, if you have to give it away, can a broken poem be worth so much wine? Master, is your brain stupid?" said the fat drunkard angrily.

Who knows, there was a cough behind him.

The old man was wrapped around his crutches and stood behind him at some point.

"You, you, learn from your junior brother, isn't it just a few jars of wine?" the old man glared at him.

"Master, you are really not ashamed, aren't you afraid that the wine will make people drink it, and you hold a wine jar and slam your stomach. The fat drunkard muttered.

"How do you speak? I ...... Why am I not ashamed, I can't keep an eye on the scene? or ...... Otherwise, the wine will be taken away by someone else. The old man said with a sudden red face.

The scholar smiled, and then said, "Master, brother, don't quarrel, you two really don't stop all the way." I see that the master is standing here now, maybe the poem has come out, and the wine has been given to others. ”

"The poem is out, let's keep the wine for ourselves. The old man said with satisfaction.

"Hey, master, what's going on, you promised Dr. Zhao that Qiantan Fine Wine would find him a son-in-law, don't we have to be poetic." The drunkard said.

"Yo, you're worried about this, I know how to drink when you do. The old man said, wiping his beard.

This old and young man doesn't look serious, but things are not like this.

The scholar said seriously: "Since the poem is out, the person has found it." ”

The old man also said with a straight face: "Although it is a marriage between Zhao and Wei, it is better than the academy and the military camp closer to the royal power." Besides, the old man also met an interesting person today. ”

The drunkard said, "Who's the one who sells wine?"

When the old man heard this, he raised his crutch and wanted to hit him, but the fat drunkard ran away with joy, and the old man scolded: "Wine and wine, you know wine." I'm talking about strange people, do you understand strange people?"

The scholar walked up to the old man and said, "This person is not simple, how does the master plan to deal with it?"

The old man sighed and said: "Hey, people are old, there must be a filial apprentice, you two can't be trusted, wait for a year and a half." ”

Chu Fei doesn't know who he is fancy at the moment, but in the near future, how can he be grateful for today's poem - "Shu Dao Difficulty"!