Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 251: Just stay well

There is a little bit of Ji Yuan who feels that he has done a pretty good job. Although the world in his sleeves is only 99% of his reverie for him, at least the remaining one is very delicate, just like taking away a lot of people at this moment. Debris, even the ink on the inkstone, does not stain the sleeves at all. In the eyes of outsiders, there is really no fireworks.

In the final analysis, although today's Ji Yuan's state of mind is very different from that of the previous life, it would still be better if the technique is more pleasing to the eye if it is harmless and there are choices.

After putting away the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, the sound of boiling water happened to be heard from the kitchen, not to mention Ji Yuan's ears in the quiet little courtyard of Ju'an. , even in the ears of the old beggar and the young beggar, it seemed extremely loud.

"Well, the water just happened to boil."

Ji Yuan walked to the kitchen. The water in the pot was boiling. The firewood he had added to the stove just lasted until this time.

Lift up the teapot on the small table next to the stove, open the wooden box on the side, grab some tea leaves and put them in, then lift the lid of the pot and use a wooden ladle to scoop the boiling water into the pot.

A burst of hot air filled the kitchen. After a while, Ji Yuan came out with a tea tray. On it were four tea cups and a teapot, as well as a small earthenware pot with a slender porcelain spoon on the side. .

In this kind of trivial life, Ji Yuan prefers to do it himself. This way he is more popular and has a sense of life. It is also like a sense of ritual in life, or to some extent, it can remind himself that he is essentially the same. People who are like the common people who rise when the sun rises and rest when the sun sets.

"Mr. Ji also likes to boil water and make tea by himself?"

The old beggar actually admires Ji Yuan's style. This is not even a game in the world, but more like an attitude. It is just a way to get rid of the embarrassing incident of the little beggar snooping.

Hearing the old beggar change the subject, Ji Yuan was also happy and replied with a smile.

"Ji thinks that if this condition is met, the tea made by boiling water in the stove with firewood will taste better."

"Grandpa Lu, is that true?"

The little beggar asked the old beggar innocently, and the latter replied in a low voice.

"You believe his nonsense!"

Originally, the old beggar wanted to say don’t believe in nonsense about fate, but it was better to avoid some words.

Putting the tea set down on the stone table, Ji Yuan reached out his hand to invite him again.

"Please take a seat, both of you."

Seeing that Ji Yuan was really not angry with Xiao You at all, the old beggar regained his playful expression and pulled the little beggar to sit down at the stone table.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... Not many people in the world have this blessing to drink the tea brewed by Mr. Ji himself. The old beggar must taste it well."

"It's not some fairy tea."

Ji Yuan glanced at him and replied, then skillfully placed the teacup on the table, picked up the teapot and poured a cup for himself and the two beggars, and then did not immediately cover the teacup. He opened the small earthenware pot on the tea tray and gently scooped out the contents with a porcelain spoon.

The porcelain spoon pulled out a crystalline silk thread, and the hand holding the spoon gently broke the filament, carrying a faint sweet smell and moved it to the sky above Xiaoyou's tea cup. Then the porcelain spoon turned over, and a few drops of crystal clear of honey fell into the tea cup.

At this time, the water temperature was just right. Ji Yuan put the lid on the tea cup and handed it to the little beggar.

"Shake it gently before drinking it. It tastes very good."

Then Ji Yuan followed the same pattern and ordered a small spoonful of honey each for himself and the old beggar again.

During this process, both beggars sniffed the taste frequently. Although Mr. Ji Da said that it was not some fairy tea, as soon as the honey was added, it immediately transformed into something magical. It felt like something was brewing in the tea cup. A special smell.

The two beggars couldn't bear it any longer. They held up the tea cup and shook it, then opened the lid and blew twice, taking a shallow sip.

"It smells so good, so sweet! It tastes good!"

"Tsk tsk tsk... Not bad, Mr. Ji will enjoy it!"

The reactions of the little beggar and the old beggar were not unexpected. The former took another sip and stared curiously at the small clay pot on the tea tray. He knew that this thing must have a greater effect than the tea leaves.

"Mr. Ji, what's in your jar? It's crystal clear, and it doesn't look like maltose water."

"Silly boy, this is called honey, which is not affordable for ordinary people, but Mr. Ji's kind of honey..."

The old beggar raised his head and looked at the busy bees among the jujube trees.

"Even the emperor and I may not be able to taste it. No, I definitely can't taste it."

This honey tea is indeed worthy of a compliment from the old beggar, but Ji Yuan doesn’t want to listen to all the old beggar’s random chatter. The last few times he took the initiative to find the old beggar, he kept asking him back and forth without getting to the point. That's it, now that he's coming to see me at home, besides being anxious to repay the favor, he can't just keep talking nonsense.

It’s rare to meet a true master of Taoism, who should be better than Lao Long in terms of Taoism. Ji Yuan also wants to have a good chat.

"Since Mr. Lu has been to Yuhuai Mountain, he must have understood what we have prepared so far, right?"

"Yeah!"

The old beggar rarely became serious and put down the tea cup in his hand.

"Although Brother Yuhuai is hiding something from the old beggar, he is somewhat open to me due to my humble moral character and my relationship with you, Mr. Ji."

"Mr. Ji, I would like to ask the old beggar. You and Tongtian Jianglongjun don't seem to be optimistic about Yunzhou's potential. However, the old beggar still knows a little about the abilities of those long-bearded men in Tianji Pavilion. They are definitely not For those who have gained a false reputation, that hexagram a few years ago was not like this."

Ji Yuan stared at the old beggar with his blue eyes.

"Mr. Lu seems to have a close relationship with Tianji Pavilion. He didn't base it on rumors. He even seemed to know the specific hexagrams. But don't tell Ji. He heard these from Yuhuai Mountain. ”

"Don't dare, the old beggar dares to trick some people in Yuhuai Mountain who have lost their brains due to spiritual practice, but he dare not play tricks in front of Mr. Ji."

This kind of remarks similar to "pick the soft persimmon", but no one in Yuhuai Mountain heard it, otherwise the cultivator would be so angry that he would vomit blood no matter how popular he was.

"The gathering of evil spirits at the Water and Land Dharma Assembly can also be said to be caused by rumors. Moreover, monk Huitong has been here for more than half a year. Almost every day on Yuhuai Mountain, there are real people holding jade for divination. With the power of jade peaks, There is nothing wrong with the situation of Ji Sen Taixu Yufu and Monk Huitong.”

If no special circumstances occur, the method on Yuhuai Mountain is actually more intuitive than Ji Yuan's perception of the half-empty chess piece, so Ji Yuan agrees with the old beggar's words.

The latter hadn't finished speaking yet. He paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about what to say next. After thinking for a long time, he still felt that he didn't have the right words, so he simply said it.

"If Mr. Ji and Long Jun are both right, and Tianji Pavilion is also right, then wouldn't it mean that Yunzhou's Qi is declining while Dazhen is only strong, which is too inconsistent with the balance of Yin and Yang..."

Ji Yuan drank tea and listened carefully to the old beggar's words. In fact, he was using his words to analyze and coordinate things in his heart. When the old beggar finished his curious words, he felt a special kind of palpitation in his heart. move.

After putting down the tea cup, Ji Yuan first frowned and then relaxed, and then looked at the old beggar intently.

"It's not necessarily unnatural and balanced. Mr. Lu may have walked around the world a lot, and he may have seen the rise and fall of many dynasties. Even if he has not studied the changes in human dynasties in detail, he must have seen many points. ”

As soon as Ji Yuan said these words, the old man's expression became solemn.

"Mr. Ji, do you think you are so lucky to be here in Dazhen?"

"Blessed by nature? If heaven is affectionate, it will also grow old. The right path in the world is subject to vicissitudes of life. Mr. Lu thinks highly of me. At most, Ji just has some expectations."

Even if Ji Yuan said it so euphemistically, it was enough to scare the old beggar.

The little beggar beside him could not understand a word of these words. He felt that they were more profound and gave him a headache than some of the spiritual principles that Grandpa Lu had recently taught him.

After talking about these things that gave the little beggar a headache, the old beggar and Ji Yuan also talked about a lot of random things. Some of them seemed to be about spiritual practice, and some were completely trivial and trivial. The taste made the little beggar feel that it was not simple.

Of course, at the end of each topic, the old beggar would comment on the topic with interest. What he said was basically "I owe you a favor, please give me an accurate letter", but he said it in a vague way.

Anyway, the little beggar didn’t know what the outcome of the conversation between the two adults was, and they talked all over the place. He only knew that Grandpa Lu couldn’t get an accurate idea from Mr. Ji on how to repay the favor.

The time passed from early morning to noon, and the two beggars also ate a table of dishes cooked by Ji Yuan himself. Ji Yuan's cooking skills were actually not that good, so most of them were either steamed or boiled, but they could be matched with his unique and good cooking skills. The condiments and dipping sauce actually made the two beggars want to scratch their plates.

Until the afternoon, the old beggar finally took the little beggar away. If he stayed, he would have to live in Anxiao Pavilion. The old beggar was definitely unambiguous elsewhere, but here in Jiyuan, he felt awkward.

Half an hour later, on an official road outside Ning'an County, two beggars in ragged clothes were walking on the roadside. The old beggar remained silent, and the little beggar finally couldn't bear it after holding it in for so long.

"Grandpa Lu, can we still leave Dazhen?"

"Hey... I can't leave, it's hard to leave!"

The little beggar frowned, but he didn't care, but seeing the awkward look on the old beggar's face, he said another sentence.

"Grandpa Lu, please don't go around with Mr. Ji just now. Just say no, Mr. Ji won't understand what you want to say. Find Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuaｎ.com"

Hearing this, the old beggar seemed slightly excited.

"Doesn't he understand? He's just pretending to be stupid with me! He's better at changing topics than I am, and I'm already very straightforward as an old beggar. If I speak more frankly, wouldn't it mean that I'm begging him? ? My old beggar always feels short in front of Ji Yuan. Do you think it’s bad or not? ”

The little beggar was speechless for a while and muttered softly.

"If you are shorter, then you are shorter. Why should we beggars fight for face..."

The old beggar looked at him and said nothing. He held the little beggar's hand and walked along the official road. After a long time, he murmured to himself.

"Exalted people are also good at saving face, it's just about choosing the right one..."

In the small pavilion of Ju'an in Tianniufang, Ning'an County, Ji Yuan put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the stone table again, and started writing again, with a vague smile on his lips.

‘I’m trying to trick someone into playing tricks, I can’t hold you back to death! Just keep your virginity...'