Different people have different feelings when they say things.

Wang Fuzi's words are not very good words in essence, but they only feel comfortable in people's ears, and this is the ability.

Yuan Lai hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Wang Fuzi said: "It doesn't look very similar. ”

"That's right. Yuan Lai agreed.

"Shencheng is a good place, and there are many famous people in history. There are important ministers in the court, generals in a hundred battles, and cultivators with wrists to the sky. The last time I came to Shencheng was five years ago, and when I come back today, things are different. Master Wang said leisurely.

Yuan Lai listened quietly and did not speak.

"What do you think of the view?"

"It's beautiful. Yuan Lai replied.

He said this from the bottom of his heart, his understanding of the world is still shallow, and the number of times he comes out is extremely limited, and the scenery he sees is really fresh, and it is indeed a very beautiful city.

"The mountains and rivers in the south of the Yangtze River are softer than those in the capital, and the edges and corners of the city are more rounded. The Master said.

Yuan Lai said: "Flowers that grow in places that are too gentle will also be more fragile. ”

The master glanced at him and sighed slowly: "If the sword is too strong, it is easy to break, and if the rattan rope is too soft, it will be boneless. ”

This is clearly the truth of life. Yuan Lai understood what he meant, so he couldn't help but admire.

He once said that his words used to be very sharp, like a knife and a sword, easy to hurt others and easy to hurt himself. He also suffered the bitter fruit of his sharp nature, but it was once buried in that inaccessible snow-capped mountain.

Now Yuan Lai is different from him in the past, he thinks that his temperament will be more tenacious, more elastic, gentler, more tolerant, more low-key, and more free and easy. But apparently he has not yet reached this state, because the Master can see the human heart in the words, and the Master can see that his heart is still not completely detached from the old character, so he will say this as a kind reminder.

Yuan Lai was very smart, so his eyes were warmer when he looked at this prince.

No one rejects someone who is good to him, unless he is a rebellious teenager, but luckily he is no longer there.

"That's what you're saying. ”

Wang Fuzi smiled faintly, and then said: "The poem is very open-minded, it is indeed very good, no wonder it has attracted so many people's attention." ”

Yuan Lai was a little ashamed, but he could only shake his head and say: "You have won the award, poetry is a small way, it is nothing." ”

"Although it is not the right way, it can also see people's intelligence and understanding," Wang Fuzi's expression was calm: "Do you want to study and take the imperial examination?"

Yuan Lai shook his head, he naturally didn't want to.

Wang Fuzi glanced at him with a little regret, but he was not surprised, and said, "Then are you interested in leading the army?"

Yuan Lai shook his head again, the army...... He didn't want to touch it.

"Then you should enjoy practicing. Master's sentence is an affirmative sentence, a declarative sentence.

Yuan Lai understood the logic of this old man, such as the poem Chrysanthemum, he must have great ambitions, and if he does not go to the civil servant and is not a military general, then there is only practice. Although he still didn't know what the cultivators in this world were like—Tu Su was a real living example, he hadn't had a chance to understand it yet.

In fact, Yuan Lai was indeed only interested in this cultivation, because he could already guess that the most powerful thing in this world was not necessarily the imperial power, but perhaps the miraculous power.

He wasn't going to hide it, so he nodded.

"If you want to read, I can provide you with some convenience. It's a pity that everyone has their own ambitions. Wang Fuzi said.

This is the truth, it is too real, it is not whitewashed, but it is very suitable for Yuan Lai's taste.

"I guess you didn't just call me upstairs to carry me. Yuan Lai smiled.

"I'll just say you don't look like an idiot. "Master, hehe, he's happy.

After the music was over, there was no follow-up, Yuan Lai waited to confirm that the old gentleman did not intend to continue to speak, so he had to say: "I was originally out for a walk today, and I ran over in a daze, and I didn't know that there was such a lively thing here.

"Listening to the words coming from the first floor before, it seems that some of the students in the capital have no one in their eyes, and I originally thought it was the origin of family education...... But just now I heard that you and Mr. Xie are the elders of their family. My poems seem to make Wuyi Zhulang's chances of winning a few points less, but Mr. Xie didn't have any bad looks at me, ...... It's not very friendly, but it's not annoying. As for you...... You don't seem to blame me, or are you still a little happy?"

Yuan Lai smiled, looked at the old man opposite, his eyes were slightly bent, and he continued: "Yesterday I met a person with a very strange name, he said that his teacher gave him a puzzle that he couldn't solve for a long time. It just so happened that there was a story about it in a book I had read, so I told him a few words. Probably this means that his teacher wants him to guard against arrogance and rashness, and not to be complacent. ”

"I think maybe you mean that too? My poems made Wuyi Zhulang lose his temper for a while, but after all, just two poems may not be enough to make them willing to admit defeat. After all, I don't think there is a standard for good or bad poetry, whether it is good or bad depends on the heart, and if they are not convinced, they will not think that poetry is good. But if everyone says yes, and you say yes, maybe it's really good, and they can't admit it, so maybe people can know that a mountain is higher than a mountain, so as to guard against arrogance and rashness. ”

The more Yuan Lai spoke, the more he felt relaxed in front of this master, and he didn't feel a little restrained, and he did think of Lu Zhangcha, the cultivator with a strange name. However, the arrogance of Lu Zhangcha and Wuyi Zhulang is different, Wuyi Zhulang is proud on the surface and domineering. Lu Zhangcha is arrogant in his heart, in the cracks of his bones, he is gentle and respectful on the surface, but he is actually a very proud person.

Yuan Lai has always been proud of his ability to observe people, whether he is a cultivator or not, he is always a human being.

"Therefore, you brought me upstairs because of this, and the higher you lifted me, the redder the faces of the younger generations of your family will be, and when they reach a critical point, they will increase their cultivation. Do you think I'm right?"

There is still water in the bonsai, which is reassuring.

Master Wang's eyes had already narrowed, and he waited for Yuan Lai to close his mouth before he smiled and said, "You can see it clearly." ”

This means that Yuan is right.

Yuan Lai was slightly resentful: "You put me on the fire, I don't want to be famous, if I want fame, I won't sign the poem." ”

"That's right. ”

"I don't want to study for the imperial examination, so your promotion is useless for the time being, but it will cause me some unnecessary trouble, so I think I have lost. ”

The master said meaningfully, "Then you want to make amends?"

"My father was a businessman, and he was the most important at exchange. ”

The master nodded, as if thinking, and then said, "What you say is reasonable. Since you like to practice, then ...... How about I give you a chance to practice?"

Yuan Lai blinked, and suddenly spit out, "Tu Su?"

The master sighed, shook his head with a smile, and said, "It's smart." ”

Yuan Lai smiled shyly, and then asked, "Who is Mr. Tu?"

"He, he is the dean of the outer court of the Northern Sect and a courtier of His Majesty. ”

Yuan Lai was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "He is an official, and what is Beizong?"