Chapter 9

The drunkard said that it was saliva, Lingyun heard that it was drowsy.

Fortunately, at the end of the medicine bath, Ling Yun immediately turned over and left. After the medicine bath, he recovered very quickly. He had to go to the daily reading and calligraphy lessons. The drunkard touched his chin. If the youngsters of the same age were gifted, they would have enjoyed a reputation, or almost, they would have traveled with their teachers.

Among the common customs, there are even those who are engaged and ready to get married, but they can't help jumping out of the mind of the young man. It's just that the young man in front of him is much more mature and doesn't have the spirit.

It's just that he studies sword, but the drunkard is very satisfied. It's two things for Ling Yun to hold sword and not to hold sword. It's two things for him to read and not to read.

Ling Yun, who holds the sword, is a real young man.

Reading Ling Yun is really carefree.

Put down the sword, put down the book, he is a mature young man. He has many worries, but he never shows it. He doesn't let Meng Ren worry, and now he won't let him worry. He is strict with himself and relax others. It's good and bad, and it makes him unhappy after all.

A good young man, but has become this appearance, this son of a bitch's world, in the end is indifferent and unfair.

It's been another three years in a hurry. Since the collapse of Lingyun's mansion, Lingyun has been exiled. So far, it has been 12 years. After finishing the last meal Lingyun cooked, the drunkard looks at the young man in front of him, who is wearing a white Confucian shirt and carrying a sword case, and is going to travel far away. He takes out a gourd with poor appearance and throws it to Lingyun.

"Don't think about what you owe me. Since I can remember, I seldom stay in one place for such a long time. If I have it, I don't have it. I'll teach you how to practice the sword, and you can cook for me. It's fair to buy and sell. This sword gourd was planted by the Taoist in those years. It's not very useful for me to keep it. It can store some things for you, and it can also hold wine."

The drunkard talked a lot about the sword this time.

"When you go out to the rivers and lakes, there are spirits and monsters in the mountains. You have to be careful. As for the human feelings in the rivers and lakes, I don't need to say more. In a word, it's best to be careful. I don't advise you to tolerate everything. If this Kendo is on the top, you can let it out. Everyone is a sword immortal and a sword God. Mencius doesn't want you to put it down, but how to pick it up and how to put it down, If you walk more, look more and think more, there will always be other ways. Remember, our sword repair has a sword spirit in mind. There are mountains in front of us, and there are seas in front of us. If there is an immortal standing in the way, I will vomit my sword spirit, and the immortal will avoid me for three feet! "

The drunkard finally gently rubbed Ling Yun's head and arranged his clothes for him. Although his hands and feet were clumsy, "you are very kind, this is a good thing, you are very smart, so you don't have to regret what you choose to do."

After hearing this, Ling Yun bowed to the drunkard deeply, "this worship is not for you to teach me how to practice sword, but for these words. Twelve years ago, Ling Yun had no elder. This worship is to thank the elder for his teaching. Ling Yun is very glad to meet Mr. Li and Mr. drunkard."

"Ah ha ha," the drunkard scratched his hair and said, "I can be a gentleman in my life. That's good. Little Lingyun, you have extraordinary intelligence."

"Go

The drunkard points to the distance. This is the way that teenagers should go!

Ling Yun turned to leave and said in a loud voice, "Mr. drunkard, it's a long way to go. You and I are predestined friends. Goodbye in the world!"

"Good!"

The drunkard said with a laugh, but when Lingyun went far away, he said softly, "maybe never see it."

Ling Yun sits in nanyezhou, one of the Kyushu states. To the south is Haize state, which is adjacent to the sea. It is said that there is a world outside Haize state. The way of practice is strange and different from Kyushu. They are born with different hair colors. The color of their eyes is not suitable. The women are tall and slender, and the men are big and hairy.

Ling Yun once asked the drunkard about this matter, and he greatly appreciated the local conditions and customs of the drunkard, especially focusing on the description of women, and their lively and cheerful personality. If you meet a man you like, it's not a shy manner, but a bold pursuit. If you love me, you can have a spring night.

Ling Yun is not very interested in one spring festival. He just heard Mr. Meng mention it occasionally. He doesn't like these people very much. His prejudice is not big, but it's not small. The cultures of the two sides are different, and each has its own fusion. That's an excellent thing. Confucianism is the most inclusive. But the problem is that many people are in conflict with the local culture because of their respect for the culture of another world, Of course, it's not a bad thing. The bad thing is that some people think it's good outside and that the rules here are strict.

Ling Yun doesn't think how strict the rules are here. He thinks it's just greed. Sometimes greed is not good, it's just bad consequences. That's all.

Out of the bamboo garden, you can walk down the mountain road. Another 20 miles away, you can see a famous city of Zhaosong in Nanye Prefecture. It is a cool city with cool seasons, attracting many tourists.

Many people find it interesting to wear a white robe, a sword box, a wine pot hanging on the left and a wooden sword. Of course, Zhao and song scholars seldom wear swords. More than 70% of them feel that it is not glorious for them not to wear swords, but Zhao and song didn't like it.

What does a scholar do with his sword?

However, there are six arts of gentleman in Confucianism, which are ritual, music, shooting, imperial, calligraphy and mathematics. Zhao song Ding's influence is the only four arts of gentleman.

Therefore, when Mr. Meng talked about it, he said more about the young men of the scholars of Zhao and Song dynasties.

In addition to the six arts of a gentleman, there are also five virtues and four practices. The five virtues are gentle, courteous, and thrifty. In the Analects of Confucius, the Confucian said, "the master is gentle, courteous, and thrifty to get it, and the master is seeking it, which is different from what people seek?"

Four accomplishments: introspection, self-restraint, self-restraint, and leniency. There is often a gentleman's word of self-restraint in the world.

Therefore, the Confucian gentleman's position has always been strict, the sage often has, but the gentleman does not often have.

If a Confucian carries a sword, the innkeeper will know that he is a stranger, and he will not be surprised. Moreover, the Confucian has extraordinary bearing. It is said that if a Confucian studies, if he gets his will and sticks to his heart, he can cultivate a noble spirit and make his bearing extraordinary like an immortal.

I'm afraid that this young Confucian is also a favorite student of a certain Confucian. It's common for a Confucian to travel to study.

If Ling Yun knew what the shopkeeper thought, he might think that the shopkeeper would scold him again. Mr. Meng praised him for his intelligence, but he said that Ling Yunzhen was far worse than those real scholars.

Although the drunkard appreciates the murderous spirit in Ling Yun's heart and works hard to practice his sword, compared with those geniuses, it's just like a cloud in the mud. There's still a long way to go.

So Ling Yun doesn't think that he is very powerful. Generally speaking, Ling Yun thinks that he is an ordinary person, not very powerful. Both of them have said that. That's for sure. Ling Yun believes it.

Besides, Mr. Meng and Mr. drunkard are powerful. Ling Yun doesn't think they are. Drunkards can see that they are not. However, Mr. Meng is upright and never tells lies. Mr. Meng doesn't speak modestly. He says that he is an ordinary lecturer in Jixia Academy. He just speaks better than ordinary people. Ling Yun firmly believes that.

"Do you want to stay at the top or stay in the shop?"

Little two asked.

"Stay in the hotel," Ling Yun suddenly remembered that he owed Mr. drunkard a lot of Lingyun, which could be piled up into a mountain. "Just give me a general guest room."

There is a saying that a man with money is hard to be without. I have to save some money. I borrowed the money from Mr. drunkard.

"All right."

The status of the scholars in Zhao and Song Dynasties is extraordinary. Even if they are scholars from other places, they will get excellent treatment here. Even if they don't need it, their language attitude is also very respectful.

The rooms on the second floor are occupied by ordinary people, not good, but not bad.

When Xiao Er took Ling Yun upstairs, it happened that two other people with blond hair and blue eyes came down. Ling Yun carried a sword box and occupied a large area, so he stepped back to avoid getting in the way of others.

"Or a swordsman? Is it a monk

Tall, burly and handsome, the young man with blonde hair was amusing. He leaned slightly and bumped into the little two who was avoiding. There was a little red light between his elbows, so he pretended to fly backwards.

Ling Yun's eyes are quick and his hands are quick. As soon as his body is swept, he goes to the back of the second child and catches him and puts him on the ground.

"Sorry, I'm not careful."

The young man with golden hair has a gentle smile. If he doesn't know the whole story, he still thinks he's charming. Ling Yun checks for the second child to see if it's all right. It's just a slight injury. It's good to rest for a few days. It's just that "is he still a swordsman? Is it a monk? "But it makes people feel inexplicable.

When drunkards talk about the monks in another world, they sneer at them. But the people in that world are very proud, and some of them come to compete with each other. Of course, the more they lose, the less they win. Naturally, over time, the monks on both sides have some grudges.

"It's all right. I'm not careful."

As a sophomore, you have to throw it most of the time.

"Then you apologize."

Said the blonde.

Small two is about to apologize, Lingyun indifferent said: "have apologized, your own deaf or head not smart?"

"Sure enough, you people in the East like to meddle in their own business." Side of the blonde said disdainfully, hostility is obvious.

"Right and wrong, you know that if you are unreasonable again, you will be inferior. You will become a barbarian if you pretend to be a civilized man."

Barbarians are the appellation of drunkards to the world. Although they like the women there, Mr. drunkard doesn't like the legal system or the way of life there very much.

"What did you say?"

The blonde man took a step. His strength was concentrated, and the stairs creaked as if they were about to collapse.

Ling Yun said indifferently: "if you really don't have a good ear to use," he held the little two and asked him to have a rest for a while. "You have a rest first, shopkeeper. Will it bring you trouble if I do this?"