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This kind of appearance of seeing a person so clear and clear made the old turtle know that he would not be able to see through, but he couldn't help but want to take a closer look at the scholar's fate.

But the result was somewhat beyond Lao Gui's expectations. The scholar's fate was not vague, at least it wasn't impossible to see through at first glance, but he could get a glimpse of his profound aura of merit, but he couldn't get a close look at it. The ups and downs of life.

Putting it on others, the old turtle doesn't care about it. After all, some people live an ordinary life, but this scholar is definitely not like that, but the old turtle doesn't dare to look any more. He is here to listen to people's reading. Putting the cart before the horse.

Yin Qing read "Zhi Zhi Yi" bit by bit, savoring the essence of his father's book back then, and inserting some of his own feelings while reading.

It's not that this book was written by his father, so that Yin Qing can understand more meanings. In fact, he reads like this, as if he can touch some of the thoughts of those who wrote the book at the beginning, and feel the state of mind when they wrote the book through reading.

In fact, many scholars have a similar feeling, and use it to distinguish the connotation of books. Some books are just narration without much emotion, while some books express thoughts, often impassioned.

But Yin Qing's state is different from simply reading through the meaning of the book. It is something similar to spiritual perception. Or just put on airs.

So for Yin Qing, even if some books are the so-called must-learn classics, it will be very uncomfortable to read for a while. In order to cope with the exam, he will just memorize it by force. It is absolutely impossible to say that he likes it.

Yin Qing's favorite articles are articles written by people like his father Yin Zhaoxian. You can clearly feel the ideas that the book wants to promote, and you can even more clearly feel the author who is sitting in the middle of the book and wants to clean up the filth. This sense of unity of knowledge and action makes him most comfortable.

So now when Yin Qing reads the text, he will naturally release this feeling along with the sound of reading, and sometimes he will explain a few sentences in his own words, trying to make the listener hit the point like him, so that the big herring and the old turtle don't know Before I knew it, I was fascinated by it.

Even the few people who had been standing on the sidelines watching Ji Yuan's fishing unknowingly listened fascinated. They just thought that this scholar must have a lot of knowledge, and then saw that the other party might be wearing the clothes of Huiyuan Academy, so he looked like that. look.

If Yin Qing reads like this, he wants to read and understand a book quickly, but when he wants to convey it to others, he wants to say more, far more than the article shows, so that a book " Knowing the Righteousness" has been talked about for a whole day and has not finished.

During the period, Ji Yuan also made a special trip to buy some food for lunch for the two of them, trying not to interrupt Yin Qing's first performance.

By the evening, the pedestrians around had gone home one after another and boarded the boat.

Ji Yuan checked that it was getting late, put away the fishing rod that hadn't caught a single fish all day, and said to Yin Qing.

"Okay, let's get here today!"

As Ji Yuan's voice started, Yin Qing's reading stopped abruptly.

"Mr. Ji, what do you think of my performance today?"

Yin Qing asked Ji Yuan a little anxiously, seeing that there was no one around, he continued to ask, and at the same time looked at Jiang Mian.

"Can the big herring understand?"

Seeing him like this, Ji Yuan, who was walking to the bank and had just placed the bamboo pole, walked two steps closer to him and patted his right arm.

"It's very good. Even if your father comes here, it may not be good for you, let alone me."

Hearing Mr. Ji's praise like this, Yin Qing felt quite embarrassed.

"Mr. Ji, your boast is too fake. I don't know who you and my father are, Hu Yun, do you think so?"

Yin Qing asked the red fox beside him, but the latter moved his eyes and didn't agree immediately, and only spoke after a while.

"If it's just reading books for people to listen to, maybe what Mr. Ji said is true."

Seeing Hu Yun uttering such thought-conscious words rarely, Yin Qing was obviously stunned for a moment, but he was still very happy to receive the compliment.

The accountant Yuan wrapped the fishing line on the newly made emerald green bamboo pole, and looked at the city gate in the distance.

"In half an hour, the city gate will be closed, and it's almost time to go back. Well, let's greet each other before going back."

Yin Qing followed the direction of Ji Yuan's finger, and the big herring on the river surface was looking at him with ups and downs, spitting bubbles, its fins couldn't close together and could only nod up and down, and beside the big herring, what was originally thought to be a black stone in the water, It was also floating up, and finally a huge turtle was revealed.

"This... such a big turtle?"

Yin Qing was taken aback, but the tortoise actually stood up halfway from the water, with its two tortoise feet close together in a bow.

"Old Gui Wuchong, thank you Mr. Yin for your teaching!"

"Don't dare to be, I'm Yin Qing, a student of Huiyuan Academy."

Yin Qing hurriedly returned the gift, but it was quite novel to be called Mr. for the first time.

"By the way, this big herring will be called Luo Biqing from now on."

After Ji Yuan's words fell, the big herring by the river blew a burst of "bobobobobo..." bubbles in the water, as if to respond.

Yin Qing also smiled and bowed to Big Herring, then packed up the books, and said with a bit of reluctance.

"Then Mr. Ji, I'll go back?"

He knew that with this departure, it was time for Mr. Ji and Hu Yun to leave Chunhui Mansion.

"go Go."

Ji Yuan purposely didn't say much, saw Yin Qing turned around and walked a few steps, counted to three silently, and sure enough saw him turn back again.

"Mr. Ji, why don't you ask me how I am at Huiyuan Academy, how I get along with my classmates and my master?"

Ji Yuan smiled narrowly.

"Oh, I almost forgot, how do you get along with other people over there?"

"Mr. Ji, you are too perfunctory..."

"Hahahaha... Chunhui Mansion is well-developed in water transport, and you can write letters to Ning'an County in ten days. Moreover, it is the state capital, and even going to Wanzhou will save a lot of time for accumulating and sorting at post stations. You can write and write letters when you have time. !"

Only then did Yin Qing smile again, and after nodding, he finally turned around and left. After walking for a while, he stopped turning around a few steps and trotted into the city.

After Yin Qing left, Ji Yuan withdrew his gaze and sat cross-legged on the bank, and said to the old turtle.

"Wu Chong, I told you last time that among the people you met in your life, there is something that touched you deeply. You can tell me about it. I think today is very suitable. Let's talk about it."

A copy of "Heidao Zhuan" was read by Ji Yuan a long time ago, and it has been a long time since I read a "novel". It must be more interesting to hear the stories of those who have experienced it.

"Follow Mister's orders!"

The old turtle saluted in the water. From the conversation between Mr. Ji and Yin Qing, he could hear that Mr. Ji might be leaving. After careful selection, he thought of a thing that happened a long time ago.

The body gradually sank into the water, leaving only the tortoise's head out of the water, and the old tortoise's voice was full of emotion.

"That should have happened nearly 170 or 80 years ago. Dazhen was founded only 20 or 30 years ago. I can't remember the exact year, and many things seem vague..."

Old Gui saw that Mr. Ji didn't interrupt because he said "many things seem vague", so he continued to speak with confidence.

"In that year, it was more than fifty years after Old Guiwo refined Henggu. At the edge of Chunhui Mansion, a scholar surnamed Xiao came to play. On the flower boat, because a drunk man forcibly belittled a singing girl, this Xiao Shusheng was so angry that he became a beauty and offered a helping hand..."

The old turtle smiled before continuing.

"Then he was kicked down the river by that drunk man. Although he was quickly rescued by the manager of the flower boat and his buddies, he also ended up in a disheveled state. But that time also made me think that Laogui is an upright person."

The old turtle talked slowly, describing how he "met" with Xiao Shusheng in a way that would not scare him too much, how he gradually became acquainted with him, how he helped him calculate his fortune, and how he instructed him to deal with certain things. Timing for some key things.

"Originally, I just wanted to make a good relationship, pointing out where I might find a little windfall, where there is an urgent shortage of goods and the timing is right, and if I want to do business, I can make a small fortune. It's just that after the scholar's family is richer, it's better I want to be an official, I want to be a high official..."

"Hehe, the power of the dynasty and the way of official fortune are very important. How can one determine one's official career by fate? He must rely on real talent and learning. Although he has some talent and learning, it is not enough. I will tell him bluntly and tell him that if Refusing to study hard, having no official career, especially relying on evil spirits and supernatural powers is a big taboo, after a long period of time, Xiao Jing never came to me again..."

Ji Yuan listened quietly, naturally he didn't think the story was over.

"Old Gui, when I heard the news about Xiao Jing again, for some reason, he has already sat in the position of Yushi Zhongcheng in just six or seven years..."

Ji Yuan frowned and looked at the old turtle, who narrowed his eyes and looked at the river, this action represented that the old turtle was gradually feeling emotional.

This will follow the narration, and some details that have been almost forgotten will also be recalled, and the old turtle's thinking will be much clearer.

"The year was the 32nd year of the Li Yuan Dynasty. The founding emperor of Dazhen was already late, and the chronic diseases left behind by the founding of the country were also frequent and difficult to control in his later years. It was time to pass on the crown prince, but the crown prince was already an adult, but he still had prestige. It's still shallow, but most of the founding officials of the court were built in the country, from the merits of the dragon, the martial arts of the world..."

As the old turtle spoke, his eyes narrowed more and more, and in Ji Yuan's heart, at this moment, he seemed to be able to feel a bloody aura that was about to rise.

"Hey... Old Gui, I'm pretty unlucky. I didn't get anything in return for my little help to Xiao Jing in the early years, but when the blood was stained on the Yushitai, bad karma followed!"

He didn't say anything specific, but this sentence basically made Ji Yuan understand the tone of what happened next.

Execution of meritorious officials is something that in feudal dynasties, the founding emperors of all dynasties may do.

However, official Xiao Jing worships Yushi Zhongcheng, who is in charge of the supervisory power in the court and can impeach all officials. The karma is definitely enough for the old turtle to bear.

Ji Yuan put his right hand on his knee and tapped slowly, not only sympathized with the old turtle and some of the innocent veterans, but also thought about it.

'Surname Xiao? '