Chapter 139: The truth is outside the book (1)

Gu Yuan, the reading seed who followed Zhou Xuance out of the Yanling Academy, felt extremely boring these days. Shishu Zhou Xuance, a Confucian monk with advanced realm, walked all the way without using any magical powers. He just walked on two roads, even this. Uncle Master didn’t use any storage tools. Instead, he found a bookcase on his back, put all his belongings in the bookcase, carried such a bookcase, and led another in a floral skirt. The little girl walked slowly, no matter who she looked at, she seemed to be an ordinary old gentleman with her students on a study tour.
As for the level of knowledge and status of this old man, in fact, one can tell from such a outfit.
In the past, Gu Yuan, who followed his husband’s remarks, was also on foot, but in the days when his husband led him on the road, he didn’t feel boring at all. He walked casually. He reads more books and knows more. , Along the way, it makes little sense, but tells more stories.
Therefore, in Gu Yuan's heart, although the husband is not very knowledgeable and not high in realm, he never feels boring at all when going out with him.
But Shishu Zhou Xuance, even though he is considered to be the top of the academy, this Shishu hasn't talked much, except for occasionally reading a few poems when he was on the road, most of the time he kept silent, which made Gu Yuan. After walking for a long time, I feel more boring and boring.
However, even if Zhou Xuance knew Gu Yuan’s thoughts, he didn’t mean to give in at all. This old gentleman with a terribly high seniority in the academy was not bad for the little girl. Now, if you don't think that the little girl is talented and intelligent, there are many reasons to figure out on the road, I am afraid that I would have started to preach to this little girl a long time ago.
After traveling for almost half a month, Zhou Xuance led the little girl Gu Yuan to the border of a small country in Yanling. The territory of Yanling is vast, and there are many places convenient for people to establish a country. The Emperor Yanling has always been generous, and he is not so much about the existence of these small countries. It was unbearable. As long as the country handed over the tribute coins to Luoyang City every year and regarded the emperor’s will as the highest order, the emperor would not do anything.
Therefore, with the exception of Zhou, the other small countries in Yanling are in a pretty good situation.
This time Zhou Xuance led the little girl Gu Yuan to this small country called Song State.
The country is a small city called Shangqiu.
Zhou Xuance did not lead the little girl to the Shangqiu city, but settled down in a small restaurant somewhere on the border of Song State.
Zhou Xuance said he wanted to eat lamb-shabu here.
The little girl didn't quite understand, but she still didn't mean to disturb Master Uncle by saying anything.
After he took his seat, the lean restaurant shopkeeper leaned over, took a look at Zhou Xuance, and arched his hand at him. It turned out to be the etiquette among scholars. Obviously, seeing the bookcase Zhou Xuance was carrying, he had already determined Zhou Xuance. He is such a scholar who is so devoted to studying abroad.
Zhou Xuance smiled and returned the courtesy. Not much else, he ordered the signature dish, Shabu Lamb.
The shopkeeper agreed with a smile, and soon brought two oil dishes with brightly colored peppers in the oil dishes.
very nice.
Before the mutton was served, Zhou Xuance took the initiative to explain to Gu Yuan: "The way to eat mutton with hot peppers has never arisen in the rest of the world. Only at the border of Song Dynasty, there is such a place. ."
Gu Yuan curiously asked, "Uncle Master knows so clearly, has he been here?"
Zhou Xuance smiled and shook his head, "It is because I have not eaten it before, so I came here. If you want to ask why Uncle Master knows that there is such a place..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Xuance fetched a yellowed book from the bookcase on the side. The front page of the book had four words like Shijianzhi on the front page. It seems that the time to survive is not short.
Zhou Xuance said with a smile: "This book was written about a hundred years ago, which means that this restaurant has been in existence for at least a hundred years. Then if something happens in the past hundred years, would we not be able to eat this? Something? Naturally, but since it’s written in the book and we haven’t been here, let’s see what’s wrong? Even if it’s here, no signboard, no place, it’s not a big deal. At least you have to come to know, just like the truth in the book, saying so much, don't you sound boring and boring as a girl? You have to see it really before you know that this happened before your eyes, in the book Is there any reason for the truth, if you feel unreasonable, how should you do these things, maybe your husband told you in the past, and the uncle will not be too nonsense, just take you to see that, anyway. It’s still some time before the ruins are open. Rather than rushing to that place, it’s better to take you around and see more of the scenery in the book."
Gu Yuan raised his head, somewhat happy.
Before, I thought that Shishu was a boring old gentleman, but now I really think Shishu is really interesting.
Zhou Xuance stepped aside and asked the shopkeeper to put the mutton on top. Then he sandwiched a piece of mutton, put it in the soup, and laughed softly: "In fact, the uncle has said so much, and in the end, he still has to let you eat it. Eating this mutton is so delicious in the end, I really think it’s worth it, or else what I said before is all nonsense."
After speaking, Zhou Xuance put the lamb into Gu Yuan's oil dish.
Then another piece of mutton was put into the soup.
Gu Yuan lowered his head and looked at the piece of mutton, carefully dipped it with some chili and then blew it, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully, and soon a dense layer of sweat formed on his forehead.
Soon the little girl's face was flushed with hotness.
The shopkeeper over there smiled and brought a bowl of iced plum soup.
Gu Yuan picked up the bowl and took a big sip.
This feels a lot easier.
Zhou Xuance smiled and asked, "How is it? Is it delicious?"
Although Gu Yuan was too spicy, he still nodded happily: "It's very spicy, but it's delicious."
Zhou Xuance laughed.
Then I ate a piece by myself.
Then he nodded.
The shopkeeper was in the distance, looking at these two, it was the first time guests came to eat mutton
Zhou Xuance turned his head to look at the shopkeeper's smile and said, "I heard that this restaurant has been open for more than a hundred years. Can this be taken seriously by the shopkeeper?"
The skinny shopkeeper said loudly: "This is the same as lamb in the pot, it's genuine!"
Zhou Xuance smiled and nodded.
He turned his head, and suddenly whispered to Gu Yuan in a serious manner: "Girl Gu Yuan, go and let the shopkeeper get another bowl of iced plum soup."
Gu Yuan was startled, and then he couldn't stop laughing with his mouth covered.
Zhou Xuance has a mellow smile on his face.
But when you look closely, there is indeed a dense layer of sweat on the old gentleman's forehead.

Xuegong Xuewentan's days are quite clean these days, even many old masters no longer continue to explore knowledge there after the teacher is no longer fishing at the pond, so that it really becomes deserted all of a sudden.
That hut on the back mountain of Xuegong, because the master no longer goes there, no one has ever spoken.
The lean head teacher Su Ye went down the mountain.
No one knows where it went.
But no one knew that in a small town called Yuanyou in the Zhou Kingdom, there was a middle-aged teacher in the school east of the city.
When the teacher came, it was the day before the former teacher died. Two scholars, the old man with white hair, chatted with the middle-aged man in the bow for a whole night, and then the old man quietly closed his eyes. After taking care of the old man's funeral the next day, there was a Mr. Su in the school.
That Mr. Su seems to have been in this school for many years. He doesn’t feel any jerky at all. He picks up books and teaches people and always speaks softly. Occasionally, some disobedient students doze off in class and do not play the board. , Just pat the heads of these children to make him wake up. If there are children who can't wake up, Mr. Su won't force it, just leave the class after the lecture.
After this incident was known to the elders of many students’ homes, I originally thought that the newcomer Su would not be able to keep these urchins, but who knows, after the second day, the children who had previously dozed off will not doze off. Even the child who could not help the old gentleman on weekdays began to be willing to go back to school again.
The reason is not complicated. It's just that Mr. Su will tell these children one or two stories after the end of his daily schoolwork. The content of the story is unheard of before, but it is so patience that people like it very much. Some stories are not the same. After the day is finished, it is divided into a series and can be said for more than ten days. Often this kind of story is even more unstoppable.
Before these children had no energy in class without hearing the end of the story. Later, they discovered that if they were not serious in class, the Mr. Su would not say anything, but afterwards he would tell the story, but he would definitely not continue to tell. That's a story, but "starting a new stove" makes people feel extremely uncomfortable.
The naughty children who figured out Mr. Su's temper really started to listen to the class again this time.
In this way, the atmosphere of the whole school is much better than when the old teacher was there.
That afternoon, after finishing his schoolwork, Mr. Su told a long story that he hadn’t finished before. Although there was still no end, the children who knew Mr. Su’s temper were not entangled, just a well-behaved Mr. Xiang Goodbye.
After seeing off these children, Mr. Su moved a bamboo chair in the small courtyard of the school, flipped through a book of words about talented men and beautiful ladies in the shade, and read with gusto.
Occasionally, two pages are even repeated.
There was a child wearing a stitched and mending shirt standing outside the door. He hadn’t left when Mr. Su saw them off before. Now he is leaning against the small courtyard and watching Mr. Su reading a book. If he doesn’t know what it is, he does not leave. Back in this small courtyard.
Standing in the courtyard, the child was afraid of disturbing Mr. Su's reading, so he stood far away and looked at Mr. Su without speaking.