At this time, Mu Li and the two finally stepped forward to say hello, after all, as juniors, let alone ask for advice. It is inevitable to need etiquette, not to mention these two, with extraordinary bearing, just like everyone, they are not ordinary people.

"Hello two gentlemen, it's an honor to leave in the lower pastor. ”

"Don't be free. Luckily"

The two of them spoke in turn, hugged their fists and asked, a little respectful, and then walked over and sat down in front of another white jade table. Looking around, there are only a few white jade tables here, but they are all extremely precious, made of fine pine wood and carved from white jade.

This alone shows that this drunken dream building is by no means comparable to ordinary restaurants.

At this time, the two older men both nodded and smiled, their eyes brushed at the two of them, thoughtfully, there seemed to be a deep pool under their eyes, and the bottom was invisible. It's hard to guess, but you can clearly feel the extraordinaryness of these two.

"The young man is in the dust, and he is also going to Nanyang, right?"

At this time, to the surprise of the two, the plain-clothed feather fan, the old man with white temples who was about fifty or sixty years old, was the first to speak and took the initiative to ask questions. I saw that his face was calm and peaceful, with a slight smile, and his eyes were even deeper and boundless, as if he had gone through the vicissitudes of life and seen through the world.

And the slightly younger middle-aged man dressed as a military general next to the Confucian also stared at them, but did not say a word, but it was impossible to ignore his existence. The eyes were so bright that they seemed to shine coldly.

"Yes, sir. ”

Mu Li nodded, his eyes flickered, Mo Xiaoyao on the side did not speak, and then said slowly: "The two gentlemen are extraordinary, could it be that they are also going to watch the ceremony?"

"Pedestrians walking on the land of southern Xinjiang these days are probably the same. ”

The Confucian continued to speak, without denying it, he held the jade fan in his hand and tasted the wine contained in the white jade cup, the wine was rich in fragrance and light red in color, and it looked crystal clear when placed in the white jade cup. And which military general is even more heroic, pick up a cup and go straight to the stomach.

The general's expression was calm, much calmer than that of the Confucian scholars, and he had been drinking beside the Confucian scholars and had not spoken, but his eyes were always fixed on the two, as if he was contemplatively scrutinizing.

At this time, the shopkeeper came up with a pot of wine, put it on the table in front of Mu Li, and said: "This is called Drunk Linglong, a pot is worth a thousand gold, and the two sons drink it slowly." ”

I saw that the wine jug was made of fine jade, not too big, but not small, containing a pot of elixir and jade liquid, fragrant and intoxicating.

Mu Li and the others secretly said to themselves, although this wine is too valuable, but with this aroma alone, it is too much better than other wines, but it is a real wine. Mu Li has never paid attention to wine, but he can smell it.

This drunken exquisiteness, even in the pastoral mansion, is definitely a first-class good wine.

Mo Xiaoyao was already impatient, poured a big glass, drank heavily, and shouted: "Good wine, really good wine, this drunk is exquisite, and it is worth a thousand gold." ”

Mu Li was helpless for a while, looked at the store, and said, "I am weak and don't drink, but can I have tea?"

"It doesn't matter, this wine is wonderful, it is not harmful to the body, and it can even be compared to the medicine of physical fitness, the young man can give it a try, life is in the world, it is not a big pity not to drink. ”

At this time, the middle-aged military general spoke, his voice was strong, he was holding a cup of appreciation, and he seemed to understand the drunken Linglong thoroughly.

"What Mr. said is that the drunken Linglong is brewed by the landlord himself, not only the taste is sweet, but even the long-standing herb spirit fruit is used as a guide, which can be said to be a great tonic. Childe can taste it. ”

The store also advised at this time, which made Mu Li quite excited, but he had not drunk for many years, and he was a little caught off guard when he broke the vow this time.

"Brother Shepherd, don't shirk anymore, what the two gentlemen said is very reasonable, and besides, in life, how can you not drink, isn't it boring. Mo Xiaoyao drank a few glasses of wine, drank heartily, and was full of interest.

The old man also felt that young scholars don't have to be too restrained, conformist, they can have their own personality, and they can pursue reason. Just like the young man next to you, although he is a scholar, isn't he also arrogant, comparable to a young general. ”

The Confucian scholar also spoke, and for a while Mu Li smiled helplessly, it seemed that there was no way to refuse.

Immediately, he stopped grinding, and only said: "In this case, I will accompany you." Then he lifted the flask, poured a full glass, saluted a few people, and drank it.

Mu Li is not a weak scholar, although his body is weak, but he has a pride in his heart, like a martial artist holding a sword in the rivers and lakes, wading mountains and rivers, traveling in the world, and becoming a martial arts master.

Just like the eldest brother Mu Zhixuan, he fought on the battlefield, was defeated by 10,000 people, and was named a young general, which also made him envious.

In this world, the book business is booming, the book is debated, the martial artist is thousands of miles away, and the sword travels far away in the rivers and mountains. He wants to achieve something, not just be a weak scholar.

After a cup of belly, Mu Li only felt a little burning in his stomach, and his whole body was tumbling with qi and blood, and he felt a little comfortable.

"The shepherd boy is capable and free, not inferior to those martial monks, but heroic. The shopkeeper opened his mouth and praised him, his body was straight and strong, his bearing was extraordinary, and he had the air of everyone, not inferior to the Confucian generals.

"I don't know what to call the store, and I think that Mr. is extraordinary and knowledgeable, and he is by no means an ordinary restaurant, as for the landlord, I am afraid that it is even more extraordinary. I admire it very much. "Shepherd's departure.

"The son has a good reputation, you can call me Li Kexing. ”

"Li Kexing, it sounds more like a person in the rivers and lakes. Mo Xiaoyao looked at the store thoughtfully, his eyes wandered, and he was uncertain.

Then the shopkeeper Li Ke saluted, stepped out of the place, and only said: "The two gentlemen and the son have a good drink, and they retreated." ”

There were four more people left, and the pastor was a little uneasy, and smiled secretly, but he didn't expect to break the ban on drinking today, which was also a big feat. I don't know how my father would feel if he found out.

I don't think I'll object to it.

Mu Li thought about it, in the past years, his father Mu Changfeng didn't seem to have much control over himself, and even spent a lot of money to buy various treasure medicines for many years, so that the elixir nourished his body, and taught him to ride and hunt, hoping that one day he could be both civil and military.

After all, the name of the patriarch's beloved son can be said to be famous in Yizhou City.

Shaking his head, Mu Li held the glass again, looked at the two Confucian generals, and toasted again. Said: "Meeting is fate, the boy is fortunate to see the two gentlemen with great foresight, Wen Taowu strategy, can talk to one of them, it is a great blessing." ”

Mo Xiaoyao also raised his glass in salute, and asked, "I don't know what the two gentlemen are called?"

"Haha, the old man Guan and the two young men are high-spirited, outstanding, and they are not ordinary scholars, and this kind of genius is also the blessing of my great martial arts. The old man knows a little about Confucian academics, and usually teaches in a college, so you can call the old man Cen Qiu. Or Master Cen. The Confucian smiled and opened his mouth in response, and the white feather fan in his hand kept shaking, attracting a light breeze.

"Although I am a military general of the imperial court, I have also been taught by my master to repent, and you two can be called Qi Ge. The military general Qi Ge then spoke, and to the surprise of the two, this Qi Ge was actually a student of Master Cen.

"Confucianism, as the first sect of the Great Wu Kingdom, has a long academic history, and it is the elder teacher in the hearts of the disciples of the common people's clans.

Mu Li spoke loudly, performed a courtesy, and then took a glass of wine again and drank a glass of drunken exquisiteness, looking a little heroic and skilled, and the Confucian generals who watched shook their heads and chuckled. A strange light appeared in the bottom of his eyes.

This kid is quite clever and respectful, and he can also drink, so he is a good seedling.

Mo Xiaoyao naturally drank a cup, and he couldn't lack the courtesy, but then asked again, which made Mu Li on the side helpless and liked.

It's helpless that too many questions will cause dislike, and what he likes is that he also wants to know more about the stories of these two.

"It is rumored that there are a group of Confucian masters teaching and teaching in the Jixia School Palace in the capital of Shenzhou Dawu Kingdom, and Master Mo Feicen is also from the Jixia School Palace?"

At this time, the gaze of the military general Qi Ge stared at Mo Xiaoyao, but there was no wave, his expression was calm, and he couldn't see any difference.

"The old man is only a small Confucian, teaching and educating people in a small place, and he dares to compare with the great Confucianism of the imperial court in the Jixia School Palace. ”

Master Cen holds a feather fan in his hand, his plain clothes are simple and clean, his hair is white, as if he has gone through the red dust of the world, his eyes seem to be old, but they are clear and bright, like a sea of stars. Very wise.

"I had a puzzle in the next place, and I asked many teachers, and today I also want to hear the opinions of Master Cen, I don't know if I can. Mu Li took this opportunity to ask a question that had been hidden in his mind for many years. Or confused.

"But it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

"Xiaosheng has been frail and sickly since he was a child, and he can't practice martial arts, but he is a person who admires martial arts very much, but there is a solution. ”

"Why can't you practice martial arts, you can still strengthen your body if you are weak, and then practice martial arts, the young man can try. Master Cen asked rhetorically.

"I have tried many times, but it doesn't work, the acupoints in the body are blocked, the meridians are blocked, and the true qi cannot be condensed. The ditch connects the world. ”

"Is this a knot or an obsession in your heart?"

"Pretty much. ”

"Life in the world, such as morning dew, has a lot of hardships in the past. If there is a knot in the heart, it should be undone. Obsession is trapped in the heart, and wherever you are, it is like a prison. Just like this cup of fine wine is placed in this white jade cup, it is crystal clear, and when it is placed in other cups, it is like a mortal thing. ”

"Only by pursuing what you want can you achieve. ”

Master Cen held a cup of drunken Linglong in his finger-bony hand, shook it slowly for a moment, watched carefully, and suggested to Mu Li.

"Sir is really wise and thorough. Mo Xiaoyao, who was listening on the side, couldn't help but applaud and admire, his eyes were burning, his heart was extremely extraordinary at this time, and Master Cen's words were simply true, and even the same as what his teacher taught him in the past.

It can be seen that Master Cen's Taoist cultivation is indeed profound.

And Mu Li, at this moment, fell into contemplation, and many scenes flashed in his mind, such as falling leaves returning to their roots, flowers blooming, blooming one by one, and coming from a dream.

"Teacher!"

At this time, another voice sounded, breaking this wonderful atmosphere, waking up Mu Li, he turned to look, only to see a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties stepping over, he was tall, his eyebrows and eyes were very good-looking, he was worthy of starry eyes and sword eyebrows, his long hair was tied behind his back, swaying with the wind, he could be described as a man with outstanding temperament and a real romantic person.

The man's grim face was very happy at this time, as if he had seen the old man he had not seen for a long time, and he greeted him quickly, with a graceful demeanor and a good look.

And his title also surprised the two young men that this person was also a student of Master Cen.

Sure enough, the man approached and bowed to Master Cen and the military general Qi Ge, and said, "Teacher, senior brother, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"Li Chuan, long time no see" The two saluted people chuckled and spoke slowly.