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- Chapter 295 A Book
The day after Fang Jie had a deep talk with the eldest princess, when he arrived at the Yanwu Academy in the morning, he learned that all the professors had been invited into the palace by the emperor. Qiu Yu was naturally among them. He had nothing to do, so he planned to go find Wu Yiyi. Ever since the day of Prince Yi's rebellion, Fang Jie had not seen Sanjin Hou, whose identity was becoming more and more unfathomable. If the emperor hadn't mentioned it, Fang Jie would never have thought that the world's goods would be the emperor's property, and San Jinhou, who had always been called the richest man in the Sui Dynasty, was just a high-level migrant worker.
It¡¯s a good time in the morning, the air is so cool that it feels so comfortable in the lungs. Fang Jie was in no hurry to leave the Yanwu Academy because he planned to go to Sanjin Houfu for lunch at noon. If you go too early, you won't be able to stay any longer if the topic is finished.
With such a petty attitude, he didn¡¯t take his status as a first-class country boy seriously.
When Fang Jie passed by the canteen, he bought a bag of peanuts, braised pork and a pot of old wine. In fact, Fang Jie still doesn't know that the old handyman in the library actually has an earth-shattering background. He only knew that in Prince Yi's palace, a mysterious strong man suddenly arrived and captured Master Xiao of Qingle Mountain with just one move.
Because the emperor is planning a grand event, the old man's identity has not yet been revealed in a hurry. He planned to announce the old man's identity to the public on the day when Prince Yi's charges were announced. What Da Sui needs most now is someone or something to boost morale.
Although the emperor did not intend to tell the world about the defeat of the Northwest, the people did not know it, which does not mean that the officials could also pretend not to know.
The comeback of a martial arts myth was like a shot in the arm for Sui Dynasty.
It is precisely because of this that the identity of the old man is still kept secret. Although there were many people in Prince Yi's mansion that day, no one knew that the old man would be Wan Xingchen, the master of Wanjian Hall who had become world-famous more than a hundred years ago. This martial arts myth has disappeared from people's sight for too long. No one would have thought that he would capture Prince Yi and Xiao Zhenren on his own.
Fang Jie didn¡¯t know either, he just thought that the old man who captured Master Xiao was the emperor¡¯s hidden strength. When he heard about this incident, he lamented that it was no wonder that the emperor had no worries about Prince Yi's rebellion. Even Master Xiao is no match for the old pervert. It is not difficult to kill Prince Yi among thousands of troops. So what if Prince Yi controls the overall situation? Being decapitated is not just a dream.
Fang Jie was not too shocked. He thought it was not unacceptable to have such a perverted master beside the emperor.
The reason why he often gives some peanuts to the old handyman in the library is because every time he sees him, Fang Jie reminds him of his grandfather in his previous life. It was a natural feeling of closeness that is difficult to describe.
Fang Jie is not a god, nor is he a person born with knowledge. Naturally, he would not guess that the handyman in the library is the real director of the Yanwu Academy, and is the fundamental reason why the Yanwu Academy has become one of the most famous places in the world. Even if he had watched The Eight Parts of the Dragon, he would not associate the library of the Yanwu Academy with the Sutra Library of the Shaolin Temple, let alone the unknown old monk and the old handyman.
When he walked into the library, the old man was still sitting in his usual place. He was dozing off with his chin propped up on his hand and his eyes squinting. His head was shaking, and he looked like he was lazily endowed by an old man.
Fang Jie put the peanuts and braised pork on the table, pulled up a chair and sat down opposite the old man. The old man, who seemed to be in a daze, sniffed, closed his eyes, reached out and touched a peanut and threw it into his mouth.
Fang Jie smiled and placed the jug in front of the old man: "I've only seen you drink tea, but I've never seen you drink."
The old man opened his eyes and took a look, then sat up straight and stretched: "I could drink some when I was young, but the older I get, the harder it is to bear the spiciness of wine. Tea is good, soft, and good for the body. But I still drink it occasionally. I¡¯ll drink a little bit, but not muchjust think about the past.¡±
Fang Jie nodded: "When I look back on the past, drinking tea doesn't seem right."
He wiped the dagger clean, cut the stewed meat into small pieces and placed it in front of the old man: "I sometimes wonder, when I am as old as you, will I prefer tea to alcohol? . Then one evening with a beautiful sunset, I picked up a glass of wine and drank a little, recalling the frivolousness of my youth. "
"That's a good thing to say, it's sour but not smelly."
The old man smiled, pinched a small piece of meat and threw it into his mouth: "But it's a bit difficult for you to think about my age But it's only when you get to my age that you realize that the more you recall, the more uncomfortable it becomes. You said it so pleasantly, because many things that I think are important and can be remembered for a lifetime have long been blurred."It's okay to have no desires, but when I went out a few days ago, I realized that I was a little worried"
"worry about what?"
Fang explained the question.
"I'm worried that I'm so old. What if I die halfway before reaching my destination? I'm already so old, and walking is a very hard thing for me. If I walk, I feel tired. Wouldn¡¯t it be a pity to sit down and never stand up again? As I walked, I became afraid. In the end, I couldn¡¯t bear the fear in my heart. "
"And you came back?"
¡°Then I paid for a carriage ride across the city.¡±
The old man seemed very proud of his answer and smiled, showing the few remaining teeth.
Fang Jie always thought that the old man¡¯s teeth should still be intact, otherwise how could he love eating peanuts so much. So when I saw the teeth facing each other from a distance in the old man's mouth, I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, a little surprised.
The old man saw Fang Jie's thoughts and smiled: "You think I don't have many teeth but I still like to eat peanuts. Is it a bit pretentious?"
"It's not pretentious"
Fang Jie thought for a while and then said: "Do you refuse to admit defeat? At your age, you still have a heart full of fighting spirit. You are unyielding to the years and always maintain a tenacious and upward attitude. It is admirable!"
The old man rolled his eyes at him: "Fart, there are so many beautiful-sounding truths. I don't have many teeth but I'm still eating peanuts just because I love them."
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Fang Jie smiled coquettishly, picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth. The old man only took a sip of wine and didn't touch the flask again. Fang Jie picked it up and took a sip and then breathed a long sigh of relief: "I didn't like drinking before. I always felt that drinking would mess up things. Alcohol is a kind of drink that makes people confused. Sober stuff, drinking too much won¡¯t do you any good.¡±
The old man pushed the braised pork to Fang Jie, then pinched the peanut and stuffed it into his mouth: "You are so old, you have so many emotions, you are too tired I only took a sip of wine, because I am too old Yes, drinking is bad for your health. I only ate one bite of meat because I am too old and meat is good for phlegm"
Fang Jie smiled and said: "It can relieve hunger and boredom, and it's crunchy."
The old man couldn't help laughing, and after squinting his eyes at Fang Jie, he asked, "I'm very curious, how did a little guy like you achieve the status he has today? I heard that he has been knighted? There is another A casual job as a fifth-grade Ranger General? Not bad. You have climbed to a height that some people cannot climb in a lifetime. "
Fang Jie shook his head: "It depends on your luck."
"Where does luck come from?"
The old man asked.
This question is difficult to answer, so Fang Jie was silent for a long time and then shook his head: "I don't know."
The old man smiled and said: "You don't even know where luck comes from, how can you attribute all success to luck?"
"But now, I feel that there is no more suitable reason other than luck I feel friendly when I look at you, so I don't care about anything"
Fang Jie sighed and said: "From the time I was born to now, it seems that many things are not in my own hands. Sometimes I think success is due to my own efforts, but later I find out that it was as if it had been arranged by others. Same. And if it¡¯s not arranged, it can only be attributed to luck.¡±
The old man shook his head: "Everyone thinks they can control their own destiny, especially when they are young. When you get older and have too many setbacks, you will think that everything in this life is destined. No matter how hard you work, It¡¯s better to just let nature take its course. This is a change that some people call maturity, but in my opinion, it¡¯s just a passive acceptance.¡±
He glanced at Fang Jie, and there was something profound in his eyes that Fang Jie didn't understand: "If you think that everything about you seems to have been arranged by others, then why don't you go and find out who can interfere with your destiny?"
Hearing these words, Fang Jie's heart tightened for no reason: "Senior, are you"
¡°It¡¯s nothing.¡±
The old man took a sip of tea and swallowed the peanuts that were finally chewed in his mouth: "Do you want to ask me if I have seen through something? I am not a god. I can tell my past and present lives just by looking at you."
"I do not believe."
Fang Jie shook his head: "Even if you are not a god, you must still be a senior expert."
"I am not tall"
The old man shook his head: "Not as tall as you."
Fang explained: "Height is not about height."
 The old man smiled and said: "I heard you have a saying that is very good, that is, an inch above your feet is the sky. If you said this, then it can be understood that height is height."
Fang Jie smiled bitterly and said, "Senior, stop playing with me."
The old man laughed loudly, peeled a peanut again and threw it into his mouth: "You think that everything has been arranged for you. Isn't this a denial of luck? How can someone else interfere with the life of an ordinary person? Only extraordinary people will have extraordinary opportunities.¡±
"I heard that you are going to the Southwest?"
The old man asked.
"yes"
Fang Jie nodded.
The old man was silent for a while and said seriously: "It doesn't hurt to go there. Regardless of good or bad luck, I might be able to solve some of your doubts. I'm not a god, but I've lived long enough and I can see through some things at a glance. People who are too old will If you become a spirit, you are not a demon but there will always be something strange about it. Just treat me as a god and you will be lucky enough to say something. Thank me again."
"Senior"
Fang Jie hesitated for a long time and couldn't help but ask: "That day I vomited blood and fainted. There were many poisons in the blood"
The old man waved his hand to stop Fang Jie from asking further: "It's just a little bit of dirt. It doesn't take much more effort to get it out than peeing."
Hearing this sentence, Fang Jie finally felt relieved. He had long suspected that his sudden fainting that day had something to do with someone else. At first he thought it was Qiu Yu, but later he was denied. If the old man hadn't revealed something extraordinary today, Fang Jie would never have thought of him.
The old man took out a thin booklet from his arms, handed it to Fang Jie and said: "I see that you have been reading Wanjiantang Jianlu at first, and it is useless no matter how much you read the miscellaneous things. I have the instinct to make defecation smooth. Do you want to read the book "Peeing is Not Pornographic"?
Fang Jie took the thin booklet and saw that there was no name on the cover. He opened it and took a look and found that the painting on it was a naked woman with exquisite brushwork.
"Senior, what is this?"
The old man glanced at it and then became embarrassed: "Uh I took it by mistake."
He groped for a while in his arms and took out a thinner book: "This is the one, give me back that one!" - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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