Extra - Sword Master
"Wine."
"Okay."
A lame man handed a pot of wine that had just been brought from the restaurant in front. The white-haired old man sitting on the cart.
The old man pulled out the plug impatiently,
After taking a sip,
he let out an "ah",
smashed his mouth,
said:
"Water, it's a bit too much." ”
The lame man looked at the old man and said:
"I'll make another pot."
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, it's good, it's quite right."
“Oh?”< br>
“This wine is just like life. I heard that the wine from Jindong is the strongest in the world. It is even used in the army and used by wounded soldiers. Everyone in the world who is a glutton for wine flocks to it.
However, this wine damages the spleen and stomach, causing the drinker to feel ecstasy in the front and injured in the back.
This kind of wine is like gratification and revenge, heroic words, heroic actions, heroic nature. After the heroic words, it is like the official receiving the rod, the general going to die, and the virtuous woman martyring;
Its The journey is in a hurry, and the end is also in a hurry.
This is a life of spirits.
There is another kind of wine, which is mixed with water. It tastes like wine but lacks flavor. Drinking it frowns but does not give up;
Just like you and me, all living beings, the heroism of life and death is far away from us, and the extreme evil is not enough.
A person's life is full of glory and wine, but when people in the world and future generations watch, read and appreciate it, it is difficult to say that it is all in vain.
But this wine mixed with water can be sold for a long time, but people like me can often grow old and not die.
Today, the end is approaching, and when I taste my life, let alone the dog, it is a pity that I have eaten it tastelessly and discarded it. "
Chen Daxia looked at Master Yao, smiled, and said: "Me too. ”
After the fall of the Qian Kingdom, Yao Zizhan went to Yanjing as an official as a surrendered minister;
Yao Zizhan once said that the first emperor of the Yan Kingdom was willing to exchange 10,000 cavalry for a literary saint to enter Yan. These jokes finally came true. , and after entering the Yan Dynasty, Yao Zizhan wrote countless poems in the last ten years of his life, which can be said to be extremely productive.
In his poems, there are memories of the scenery of his motherland south of the Yangtze River and the north of the Yangtze River, the custom of thinking about the powerful and powerful people in Guizhou, the sadness of the past and the present, and some excellent poems that praise the virtues of the Yan Dynasty;
This old man He has been talented and wanton all his life, but in the last years of his life, he did something wrong.
Before his death, Li Xundao told him that if future generations want to remember this Daqian, they have to find it from Master Yao's poems.
Therefore, Yao Zizhan did not hesitate to call the Yan people hawks and lackeys, in order to write more poems and lyrics, so as to comfort the spirits of some people he cares about in heaven, and to add a little more wine to his life. Son.
In this life, Chen Daxia has been the same in matters of family and country. He is more willing to take risks than Yao Zizhan, but he has failed to find opportunities to take risks every time.
In the battle against Qian, the regent of Dayan, Chen Daxia defended Yangmen Pass with the intention of dying, but in the end he was lonely.
Master Yao: "My hero, have you ever thought about whether the current situation would be very different if you had really stabbed the man named Zheng to death outside Yin City with one sword?"< br>
Chen Daxia shook his head and said: "I never thought about it."
Immediately afterwards,
Chen Daxia grabbed the handle of the car again, pulled the car forward, and continued: "He has been on the line between life and death too many times in his life. I have more than one, but I have one less." Quite a bit.
Besides, I don’t want him to die.”
Master Yao took another sip of wine,
shaked his head and said, “Actually, you have been. Live best.”
Just at this moment, a man in white clothes appeared in front of him, holding hands with a woman beside him. The woman was also sitting on a cart, and the man was pulling the cart.
Chen Daxia immediately let go of his hand and staggered Master Yao who was sitting in the car behind him.
"Disciple pays homage to master."
The sword master nodded slightly.
Chen Daxia bowed to the woman in the car again and said: "Disciple pays homage to Master."
The woman in the car also gave him a reserved smile.
Seeing this, Master Yao smiled and said: "How can I, Yao Zi Zhan, be so talented that when the deadline is approaching, I can have a sword master to see me off."
Yu Huaping shook his head and said: "Bringing my wife to my mother-in-law's grave is just to give it away. It just so happens that you are leaving too. There are still paper money and ingots in the car that have not been burned. Take them back with you." It feels unlucky at home, and it feels like a pity to lose it. After all, my wife and I folded it ourselves at home;
So I gave it to you by the way, so you can keep it on the road.”
After saying that, Yu Huaping waved his hand. , all the ingots and paper money hanging on the car flew towards Yao Zizhan, and Yao Zizhan opened his arms to catch them all.
"Then I have really benefited from his old man."
In fact, the old lady may not be as old as Yao Normal University, which is enough to show how much Yao Teacher has mixed this pot of wine. of water.
If the end was not really approaching, at Master Yao's age, he could really be said to have lived a prosperous life.
Of course, it is far incomparable to the one who is really a person or a person.
Chen Daxia apologized to his master and was about to say something when he was stopped by the sword master.
The sword master knew what he was going to say. He was talking about the fact that he and the Zhao Di swordsman had a draw. However, the sword master knew that Chen Daxia's sword had no edge for a long time. It was not that Chen Daxia was weak, but that he was lazy.
Laziness, for a swordsman, is actually a very high state.
This is nothing in the first place;
The strange thing is that those few of my disciples insist on trying their best for their master, the Four Great Swordsmen.
Even, he did not hesitate to let the young disciple, who was already wearing a python robe, visit the Jianghu with his noble body and kill the knights in the Jianghu.
In fact, there are some things that the Sword Master himself no longer cares about.
Just like the man who chose to retire after becoming famous, people will always change;
When the apprentices have not grown up, they always think about the future, the apprentices Now that they have grown up, each one of them is running in the direction of being better than the past, beating his front wave.
Although it has real status, it is nothing more than false reputation.
However, he, Yu Huaping, was still happy at the disciples' kindness. He was just like the old birthday star who faced a house full of children and grandchildren on his birthday, "blessed as the East Sea". He was really happy.
Master Yao said at this time: "It's better to choose a day than to hit it. Anyway, there are only a few days. Today I just have wine and paper money, so let's be here today."
Chen Daxia nodded, He waved his hand forward and blasted a hole directly with his sword energy.
Master Yao was a little surprised and said with a hint of dissatisfaction: "I said it was casual, are you so casual?"
"So what?"
"You have to dig it with your own hands, right?"
"That's too troublesome."
Master Yao waved his hand helplessly: "That's all, that's it."
After finishing speaking, Master Yao struggled to get off the cart and struggled to climb up again. After entering the hole, he struggled to lie down on his back, and finally struggled to smooth out his white beard.
“Hold tight and fill it with soil.”
“You haven’t died yet.”
"Now, are you asking me to be particular about you again?"
"This is different."
"Okay, I'll die, I'll die, I'll die!"
< br>After saying that, Yao Zizhan really died. When he left, he took away the last breath of the old Daqian invisibly.
The walk is simple, the walk is clean, the walk is sudden, and the walk is so logical;
Some people think that he left too late, and that he should have hanged himself or set himself on fire on the day he went to the capital to live up to his reputation as a literary saint;
Some people think that he left too early, so this When everyone in the literary world leaves one more excellent work, it will add another piece of scenery to future generations.
Chen Daxia began to fill the soil,
Chen Daxia began to burn paper again,
Yu Huaping took his wife's hand and came over to signal his wife to burn paper together.
The wife was a little confused and
asked: "Is it appropriate? Husband."
Yu Huaping smiled and said: "This paper money was specially reserved for him."
The wife nodded and said: "My husband, too Are you mourning for him?"
Yu Huaping replied: "Just looking at it, the turmoil in the world will probably be completely settled in another ten years. After the world is settled, according to the usual practice, it will be. The world of scholars
Since the big tiger and the two tigers have joined the army, they won't talk about it, but what about our grandchildren and great-grandchildren?
After all, you have to study and make progress.
Look,
Since that person is already 'dead', he has not left any more poems. The person in front of me has written countless more poems for the rest of his life, and even if the person has not yet Even if he dies, his experience will definitely not be sent to the literary saint. After all, the literary star of future generations is the one we just buried in front of us.
If future generations want to worship him in order for their own children to go to school, they may have to fight to death for that stick of incense.
What is happening to you and me is that in the next thousand years, the first incense among the first incense must not be burned quickly for the sake of our children and grandchildren. It is better to burn it while it is hot. "
When the hero Chen next to him heard this, he quickly moved out of the way, for fear of blocking the position of the master and his wife.
After burning the incense, the sword master looked at hero Chen and said: "Go home? "
Chen Daxia pointed to his leg, "It's time to go home and change legs. "
The Sword Master said: "There is a Zuisheng Tower in Yingcheng. ”
Master Chen understood and asked: "Where is your home?"
Before the sword master could answer, Master Chen immediately realized:
"Next door."
The master smiled, and so did his wife. Laughed, and the hero laughed too.
Suddenly,
The sword master raised his hand,
a sword energy went straight into the sky,
it was not borrowed from the sky, but came out from there.
The sword flew thousands of miles, from the land of Jin to the city of Ying.
Just at this time,
There was a groom with a scar on his face in Zuisheng Building.
He was urged by the new chef in the building who had a high status and a higher temperament
to climb over the courtyard wall.
I am trying to catch the one that is taking the chickens in the yard The duck, whose descendants are already old;
That duck absorbed the sword energy of Long Yuan in his early years, and was later fed some strange things by the third master, and was even eaten by the sword maid and the princess of the palace. We have played and teased together, and although we have not practiced yet, we have become fine in life.
Just when the groom's hand was about to grab his neck, a sword that was somewhere between tangible and intangible landed in front of him.
“Nao Nuo, you took the wrong way.”
Turn around and hurriedly turned back,
Chef Chana was waiting for the ingredients next to the roast duck stove,
< br>The Savage King met with the Emperor of Yan,
He kowtowed and said:
"Your Majesty has such good eyesight. That duck has become a spirit. I really can't catch the little puppy. I have to trouble Your Majesty to go there in person and suppress it with dragon energy before I can capture it." (This chapter) End)