Chapter 71 - I'm speechless

<p _msthidden="1" _msttexthash="86201581804" _msthash="788">The garden of the Yao family is now contracted by Chen Jiu alone. Every day, he takes the villain to guard the garden, leaving early and returning late. After going back and forth, she has gradually become familiar with the middle-aged woman. In fact, she doesn't have much to talk about. Sitting with someone beside you is also good.

Chen Jiu first brought a small bench. He sat on the bench, and the villain lay in the field ridge, looking at the medicinal herbs beside him. Well, with its small arms and legs, could it possibly be able to cut Chen Jiu a meal?

That must be absolutely impossible, the villain still wants to live a few thousand years longer, as a magic weapon, it is only over three thousand years old now, and it is still young, so it cannot die young.

Later, Chen Jiu felt that the small bench was sticking to his butt, so he went to the legalist school, touched a lecturer's rocking chair, and wrote an IOU to sign up for duty requisition.

In the medicine garden, there was a man in a green shirt sitting on a rocking chair, and the villain sat on his shoulder, smiling and shaking.

Some students and disciples from other families want to come to the medicine garden to get herbs, and there is a letter written by the lecturer.

Chen Jiu brought the letter over, sat up slightly on the recliner, pretended to be serious, and shook his head while looking at the letter. In fact, he just looked at the handwriting. Fan, I couldn't read clearly because of the scribbled words, so I told him to crawl back and come back after writing neatly.

The student disciple was also very aggrieved, saying that it was written by the lecturer, and now he needs to take the medicinal herbs.

Chen Jiu frowned, "Is this the lecturer's handwriting?"

He frowned even deeper, "Is that all?"

The little man hugged his shoulders and nodded, approvingly.

But after that, Chen Jiu didn't make it difficult for the student, and gave him half of the herbs, and the remaining half, and wrote the letter clearly before coming back.

After all, these letters had to go through the hands of middle-aged women and hand them over to the Yao family for reporting.

Chen Jiu still fulfilled his duty in the first half of this month, but changed in the second half of the month, and began to leave his post without authorization.

He went to all the schools, but he didn't go back to Yaoyuan. As compensation, he left the villain on the rocking chair, and carved a long gun out of a small wooden stick for it to hold in his hand. , euphemistically called the General of the Nursing Academy.

The little man was very happy, took the long gun, stood on the rocking chair, looked around, very serious, but it was also puzzled by one thing, the small brain couldn't figure out why the style of the long gun was different from the ones it had seen before.

I heard from Chen Jiu that the pointed one in the front is called a bayonet, and the crescent in the middle is a trigger. What is the name of that vertical rod?

The villain scratched his head.

Seems like a vertical grip.

In the second half of the day, Chen Jiu visited more than half of the schools of thought. Among them, his favorite place was the school of the Mohist school. The Mohist school has many ways, and some shuttles and ferries were made by the Mohist school.

Chen Jiu can often see some Mohists' children, take a wrench and a hammer, get under the shuttle, and hit it hard with the hammer covered in aura to repair the shuttle.

Besides the Mo family, Chen Jiu also likes to go to restaurants and gourmet restaurants. Of course, there is no need to say more about restaurants. When he goes there, he just wants two bowls of wine.

Gourmets actually don't have any ready-made delicacies, most of them are ingredients, and ask their disciples to learn from the lecturer. Chen Jiu sometimes lies outside the window and secretly learns.

The Confucianism, the head of the hundred schools, Chen Jiu went the least, but he also learned some ways, that is, in this world, the realm was originally divided into nine realms of the mortal world and four realms of heaven and man.

Among them, the first to fifth realms are all foundation building, and the sixth realm can only be used to fly and ride the wind. Therefore, all sword cultivators before the sixth realm must add the word Zhuan, and only those who reach these six realms can be considered real swordsmen.

Going backwards, you will find Spirit Gathering in Seven Realms, Golden Elixir in Eight Realms, and Nascent Soul in Nine Realms.

Jindan is the god on the mountain in the eyes of most practitioners. Yuanying has been able to open up a sect and call himself the ancestor.

However, these are all mortals, and after the Nine Realms are the real heavenly beings. The old Confucian lecturer did not clarify the specific realms, but only told the students to be down-to-earth, step by step, build the foundation first, and then talk about other things .

After that, Chen Jiu liked to go to Confucianism, mainly to listen to the old master's principles of how to behave. The old master is indeed knowledgeable, and many insights are extremely profound.

The old master also likes to solve doubts. After he finished speaking, he asked his students if they had any questions. Don't be shy, you can ask them all, no matter how big or small.

So the man in green shirt, who was lying by the window and eavesdropping, raised his hand to ask a question.

Both the old master and the students knew about this guest in green shirts, and they often came to listen in. He was also very good-looking, and he looked like a gentleman, but he didn't know whether it was because of the blackness in his chest, or just because of the embroidered pillow.

The old master looked at Chen Jiu, nodded slightly, and signaled the audience to ask questions.

Chen Jiu stood up straight, and rarely said seriously: "Master, do you think everyone in this world should be equal?"

The old master was stunned for a moment, but felt strange, it was the first time he heard someone ask such a question.

The students below whispered to each other, talking a lot, and some were shocked by this remark.

The old master thought for a moment, then shook his head and smiled: "It's not about whether you should, but whether you can. In fact, there is no absolute equality for everyone in the world. It can only be narrowing the gap between people."

He looked at Chen Jiu again, and said with a smile, "You have healthy limbs, but someone is born with a disability. This is already a kind of inequality."

The guest in green shirt nodded slightly, looked at the old master, bowed his hands in a rare serious salute, and then left.

There is indeed no real equality in the world, but there is more inequality in this world, so much that some people are human beings and some people are livestock.

The man in green shirt didn't go wandering today, he sat on the roof of a school building, propped his head in a trance, until the evening when the stars were thin and the moon was bright, he came back to his senses, and hurried back to the garden to pick up the villain.

The villain had already collapsed on the rocking chair, without his prestige, seeing Chen Jiu coming, he got up excitedly, babbling, he should be blaming Chen Jiu.

The middle-aged woman stood aside, heard the movement, and knew that Chen Jiu was back, so she smiled and said, "It's waiting for you here, and I told it to go back to the house with me for dinner and didn't go, just babbling and talking about something." In other words, I haven't read any books, and I'm not as knowledgeable as my brother, so I don't understand it, so I'm here to accompany it."

Chen Jiu thanked the middle-aged woman, and was ready to go back to the Taoist temple for dinner, but he couldn't make the senior brother wait in a hurry.

With a spear on his back, the villain climbed onto the shoulder of the guest in green shirt, pointed his little hand in the direction of the Taoist temple on the mountain, and signaled Chen Jiu to move forward.

The elder and the younger were laughing and playing, and slowly returned to the mountain. Tao Lijing stood guard at the mountain gate, watching the elder and the younger come back, smiled slightly, and waved towards them.

The villain jumped up and landed on Tao Li's shoulder.

Under the moonlight, the green-clothed guest quickened his pace, along the stairs, ran into the Taoist temple a few times, gesticulated with the little man sitting on the middle-aged man's shoulders, and played charades.

The villain finally suffered from being unable to speak, babbling and babbling for a long time, but Chen Jiu rejected it because he couldn't understand, and sentenced it to failure.

The villain was so angry that he picked up the spear behind him and stabbed Chen Jiu twice.

The guest in green shirt shook his head, saying that the villain's behavior is not heroic, it's not up to standard.

The villain put away the spear, pretended to be calm, and nodded slightly.

Tao Li walked slowly, smiling softly.

The Taoist temple has never been so lively. Now that there is a junior, there will be other juniors or sisters in the future.

This Taoist temple should be getting more and more lively.

When the middle-aged man thought of this, he became more and more happy.

It is estimated that Master will be happier.

When the red-faced Taoist was young, he seldom asked about human affairs. Most of his swords in his life were above that of the monster clan. Down.

In terms of killing power, Daozu is not as good as him!

The world of swordsmanship has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. As soon as he was born, he directly seized the highest generation and became the ancestor of the swordsmanship.

All the sword cultivators in the world are inferior to him.

The only person who can fight against him is the old Emperor Wu of Wuzhou who passed away thousands of years ago.

The old Taoist often lamented that there is no one in the world who can fight.

When people are old, they always like to think about the past, and their spirits are not as strong as when they were young. They also have to think about the matter of accepting apprentices and inheriting them, and they also want to go for a stroll down the mountain. You have experienced ups and downs, haven't you?

So the red-faced Taoist actually traveled the world for a while, and originally planned to see the mountains and rivers in the world and the lights of thousands of families.

As a result, he walked all the way and killed countless monks on the mountain with his sword. He deliberately didn't kill them all, leaving a lot of spare energy. He beat the young ones, then the old ones, and finally stood in front of other people's ancestral halls. Give split slightly.

Afterwards, the sages from the academy came to persuade the fight, and the old sword god said directly, "Do you want to take care of me beating animals?"

The sages in the academy watched their noses, noses, and hearts, and didn't dare to show their spirits, so they had to go back to the academy silently.

Who told this sect to be so unlucky, to offend the Taoist old sword god, obediently get beaten and kowtow.

The red-faced Taoist once passed away in the world. It can be said that he suffered a lot and killed many people. Since then, he seldom goes down the mountain. Most of the time he sits on the sky and drinks with the bright moon.

When Chen Jiu sat in the garden and chatted with the middle-aged woman, she often heard the middle-aged woman talk about her younger brother with pride and pride, saying how smart her younger brother was.

When they were young, their siblings were companions, and when her younger brother shared things with her, he always divided them neatly, and both sides got evenly, and no one suffered a disadvantage.

Their parents died early, and the middle-aged woman was born with blindness. The younger brother wanted to study and earn fame like those literati masters, so he begged his elder sister to buy books. Well, this garden does need someone to take care of it, so I asked the blind woman to do the work, which is not tiring, and the salary is already very high in the eyes of the blind woman.

The younger brother can also study in the academy and live in the garden hut with his elder sister, which is also convenient.

The expenses of siblings are actually not that big, but as a scholar, the younger brother has to be decent, and he can't afford to buy Confucian shirts, headscarves, etc.

So the two siblings are still struggling, but the younger brother is also really smart and can speak well, and has a very good relationship with classmates and lecturers in the classroom.

Every time the middle-aged woman talked about these things, her big gray and black eyes would be bent, full of smiles.

Later, the younger brother didn't often go back to the garden hut, and lived in the college dormitory with his classmates. Sometimes the older sister would bring the younger brother's monthly money. In fact, this was almost all of the elder sister's salary. Those who planted some rice and didn't need to buy rice would naturally save money if they survived.

The younger brother also spent it sparingly, saving most of the money and not giving it to anyone.

Middle-aged women always like to talk about these things with Chen Jiu.

At first, Chen Jiu would echo a few words, but after listening for a long time, he became more and more silent.

Middle-aged women like to light lamps at night, because in the past, my younger brother had to light bright lights to study at night.

But what about my brother now?

The middle-aged woman leaned over the table, sobbing softly.

The younger brother was too smart to lose her.