In the middle of the mountains.

There are two book-chested readers, one old and one young, both with a strong bookish atmosphere. The older one is surnamed Tao, and the younger one is surnamed Li. The two were originally fellow villagers, so they met halfway and fell in love, and they quickly chatted together.

There is a great sense of seeing each other and hating late.

The scholar surnamed Tao is forty-three years older than the scholar surnamed Li. When the twenty-three-year-old scholar surnamed Li failed repeatedly and decided to give up the imperial examination to concentrate on becoming a doctor, the sixty-six-year-old scholar surnamed Tao had already been regarded as a guest by the emperor, and his grace was boundless.

In fact, the scholar surnamed Tao is a scholar, in other words, a "magic stick". Why would such a person have won the favor of the emperor alone? This is inseparable from the emperor of the country where they live, and the emperor is a relatively special person, willful, stubborn, and sensitive. After a short period of "Zhongxing", he completely lost his enterprising spirit, and he couldn't even go to the early dynasty.

If you don't go to court, what are you doing? Of course, that's the way of monasticism. It was in this context that the scholar surnamed Tao appeared. Although the emperor has no talent for cultivation, a person's mentality will have a great impact on his self-perception, and although the scholar surnamed Tao has no ability, he has a clever mouth that can speak well, and the emperor slowly ignored the government and concentrated on cultivation with his support. Just to seek longevity and freedom.

The scholar surnamed Tao was a smart man, although he was favored by the emperor alone, but he was not arrogant. Therefore, he has this evaluation in the government and the opposition: "He has been favored for more than ten years, and he is a very popular minister, but he is cautious and cautious, and he does not dare to be wanton." "Why is this clever reader here? That's a long story. Because he knows that his favor is only a moment of luck, and sooner or later there will be a time when the paper can't hold the fire, so he might as well leave the court early and return to his hometown. In this way, you can also get a good name and shade your descendants.

The scholar surnamed Li was a doctor, and when he saw that the emperor was forcing all parts of the country to sacrifice spiritual grass, he said with disdain: "The spiritual grass born of decayed aftertaste" said that it was Ruicao, and if you eat it, you can become an immortal, which is really nonsense and ridiculous. So he braved the hardships and dangers to go into the mountains, climb cliffs, pick herbs, and identify pharmacology. I went to many places and learned from fishermen, woodcutters, farmers, coachmen, pharmacists, and snake catchers. Referring to the books of medicine and other aspects of the past dynasties, he completed the most sound medical book. It has been spread in the market and has benefited many people.

Some people, by chance, took shortcuts and became smash hits, but they were quickly forgotten and reduced to a speck of dust left in the depths of history. Some people have firm beliefs, work hard, and do not seek to be prominent, but they can show their value in the big waves and sands, and the light of their personality reflects the history of Yongdao.

These two scholars are very different. It's a strange thing to be friends.

The old man surnamed Tao stroked his beard and smiled, and his attitude was relaxed. He smiled and looked at this scholar surnamed Li, who was known as "the sharp stroke of the pen". After understanding what the other party had done, the two didn't have much to touch, they just accepted it naturally, and there were no extra words. Instead, the old man would always tease himself with his experience, while the young man would listen quietly, nodding and smiling.

The scholar surnamed Tao suddenly saw a bird brushing the water in the distance, then turned around and swept away. Then he stroked his beard and smiled: "It's really a good scene for a single bird to rush to the waves!" The old man smiled and said, "Brother Li, what do you think is the most interesting thing we have seen along the way?"

The scholar surnamed Li smiled and said: "I think the things I encountered along the way are quite interesting, but what if I talk about the most interesting things, huh...... It's better to say that he is the most interesting person, and the young man surnamed Xu is very interesting. The old man stroked his beard and smiled, nodded, and said, "That young man is indeed very interesting, he has already become a national teacher at a young age, which is unheard of." The old man unconsciously thought of the glorious scene when he was young, with some emotion and some nostalgia.

Time has passed, and many things and many people have changed their tastes.

The scholar surnamed Li walked quietly beside the old man, thinking of many things, and the stupid things he did when he was young and frivolous were silently precipitating. What I once thought was a deep and sad thing has long since turned into a dull thing, but it will have a slightly salty aftertaste.

The so-called "attainment" and "free and easy" that cannot be sought but cannot be achieved can really be realized slowly after many years.

The old man noticed the change in the young man's heart, coughed lightly, and then stretched out his hand, hugged the young man who was actually much taller than himself, and said with a smile: "Young people, don't be so gloomy, these words are still more appropriate for an old guy like me, you are still the rising sun, it is the time to shine, and I, the old man, have long lost that heart, and now I just want to eat and wait for death." The old man spread out his hands, shook off his long white linen sleeves, and laughed at himself: "Look at my life, I can be regarded as a successful retirement, right? But now I don't even have anyone to pick me up when I go home, you can see how mixed I am." The old man smiled hard, and then his eyes darkened.

The young man smiled and hugged the old man who had been trying to soothe his heart, he felt a little relieved, feeling that although he couldn't find someone who could empathize, he had someone who could care about him, and this kind of thing was also very beautiful to think about, the corners of his mouth curled, and there was a smile in his eyes.

Those bits and pieces of kindness, when they come together, are the sound of trembling heartbeats.

Intense and high-pitched.

It's like a firecracker set off during the Chinese New Year.

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After saying goodbye to Master Bai Chan and Yan Tian for the time being, Lin Futian and his entourage still followed the established route. In fact, it is said that it is the established route, but it is just the established route of Lin Futian. Under the "careful" guidance of Lin Futian, Luo Mei and they can often encounter some unusual things, as if Lin Futian arranged them. Luo Mei was a little skeptical that Lin Futian was intentional, and deliberately guided a few people to those difficult mountains and rivers, and then watched a few fledgling boys and girls encounter setbacks, and then took action by themselves, and after easily solving the tricky things, they preached to a few more people, and talked about some blank and boring truths.

Every time Luo Mei saw Lin Futian showing that kind smile, she was angry.

I am also a student from the academy, although I know that you have cultivated to a high level, and I don't know where you got your experience of training, but we are also so high? But we are about the same age, right? Why do you always think of yourself as an elder? Although age does not mean everything, when a peer comes to reason with you in a tone equivalent to that of your parents, all you can think of is definitely not to respect the old and love the young, but to close his chattering mouth. I don't want to hear him say a word again.

Luo Mei looked at Lin Futian "viciously", at this time Lin Futian was talking about some big truths, he spoke slowly, put forward his own views on one thing just now, and then told Luo Mei them, although it sounded very reasonable, but it always felt that something was strange, but I couldn't say why.

Just now, for a simple matter of crossing the river, Lin Futian began a long sermon again.

Mo Yunfu and Zhao Jing glanced at each other, and they both saw a trace of helplessness in each other's eyes. But they didn't know what to say, Mo Yunfu secretly looked at Luo Mei with a dissatisfied face, and secretly encouraged her, and now she could "resist" Lin Futian without any scruples.

Sure enough, Luo Mei threw the bamboo sword in his hand at Lin Futian, who easily dodged the unskilled bamboo sword on the side of the latter's body, and then asked in confusion: "What's wrong?" He really couldn't figure it out, he didn't provoke her along the way, why was she angry again?

Lomé pressed her hands down with her hands in front of her, and she told herself: be calm, be calm. If you are angry like this, it is not good for your health, he has a problem with his brain, and he doesn't care about him in general. Doesn't he like to be reasonable? Then he should be a reasonable person himself.

She calmed down her anger for a moment, and then said slowly, "Can you please shut up?"

Lin Futian was stunned for a moment, and said suspiciously: "Huh?"

Lomé rolled her eyes, this time only saying two words: "Shut up!"

Mo Yunfu and Zhao Jing looked directly at Lin Futian, who was a little sad, although they felt a little pity for him, but the two of them also breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, I don't have to hear Lin Futian's nagging anymore. I don't know what's going on along the way, since one day Lin Fu Tian took care of it, and then gave a few people a lecture to achieve good results, he seems to have tasted the sweetness, and there will always be opportunities to give full play to his "strengths" along the way, so he said it was a long time, so long that they all felt a little bored.

I didn't think Lin Futian had so many words before, what's wrong now?

Lin Futian squatted quietly on the ground, he reached out and picked up the bamboo sword that fell beside him, and sighed.

It's a little melancholy.

Sure enough, my nemesis is still a woman......

Now Lin Futian really doesn't want to deal with women anymore. Because it's just too difficult.

He looked at Luo Mei and the others who were setting up camp by the river, thought about it, and felt that it was not good for him to look like this? Then he stood up and ran towards Luo Mei and the others, waving the green bamboo sword in his hand as he ran, and said loudly: "Add me one!"

Luo Mei looked at Lin Futian's bright smile when he ran towards the camp, and helplessly supported his forehead.

Xindao: He is really hopeless.

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Evening.

The scholar surnamed Tao and the scholar surnamed Li came to a small village, and just met some interesting young people, who actually had a dispute over whether to make a bridge for the two of them. The old man stroked his beard and smiled, "The young man surnamed Lin just now is really interesting, I didn't expect that there is such a person with a child-like heart now." The old man's eyes were full of stars, and he was a little nostalgic for the past.

Only those who have experienced the experience of red dust will understand how precious the so-called "pure heart" is!

The young scholar smiled: "The people around him are also quite interesting, although they didn't deliberately explain it, but it is obvious that the young man surnamed Lin is the real person in charge of their group." How many years have we not seen this kind of starry moon?"

The old man smiled: "Yes, there is, but I have never seen such a natural one." The old man turned his head and asked, "Did you see the words that Lin Gongzi had sketched on the ground......?" ”

The old man clapped his hands and smiled: "Haha, that's right! That's really a full of energy, self-contained." My old eyes have seen a lot of celebrity calligraphy and paintings over the years, but no one can do it as casually as that young man, that is, it is natural and smooth to the heart, and it is extremely comfortable to look at. ”

The young scholar smiled as he watched the moonlight in the sky as pale as water, calmly shining into every house in the village. The old man naturally hugged the young scholar surnamed Li and said with a smile: "The moonlight tonight is so beautiful." The young man smiled and nodded.

Maybe that's why two people can become friends, right?

It's rare to see it at first sight.

Confidants are even more rare.

There are occasional children in the village who read by the moonlight in front of the window, and the family goes to bed early, and it is estimated that the children do not want to spend money on lighting the lamp, so they choose to lie on the window and read quietly by the moonlight. Books are books that Mengtong will read when they are young, but the children read with relish and a smile on the corner of their mouths.

The windowsill is still a bit tall for the child, so the child has to stand on tiptoe, lean against the window, and just read like that.

The two scholars, who had a huge age gap, saw that they were interesting, so they stood there and quietly looked at the child who was studying hard. The child seemed to be aware of their gaze, and when he raised his head, he was startled, and almost did not stand firmly, and fell to the ground, so the child often studied here, and was quite experienced, so he quickly adjusted his posture and fell back on the windowsill. He looked up at the two unfamiliar faces, his eyes a little resentful.

The two scholars smiled at each other, then smiled apologetically at the child and said goodbye.

Two inexplicably happy scholars looked at the houses in this small village with soft eyes. Although there is no such gorgeous and rich, exquisite and ingenious pavilion, this appearance is already the most beautiful scenery in their opinion.

Without carving, it will be extraordinarily moving.

The two walked slowly, gradually moving away from the small village.

Two scholars, one old and one young, left the village quietly under the moonlight with a large bookcase on their backs. They didn't choose to stay, because they already had enough to feel happy and settled.

Blowing out the sound of reading, the whole body is full of moonlight.