"Get lost."

Zhao Xifu scolded with a smile, slapped Zhao Rong's hand, put the wine glass back on the table, and sat down again.

Zhao Rong asked with a smile, "Uncle, what about this glass of wine?"

Zhao Xifu crossed his arms and glanced at him, saying unhappily, "Don't ask me. It's up to you."

Zhao Rong smiled, picked up his wine glass, and looked at Qingjun and Xiaoxiao who were sitting at the table...

At this time, everyone gradually figured out what happened:

Zhao Rong played a novel word game and threw out an interesting paradox.

Even the dumbest little fox demon opened his eyes when Zhu Yourong explained with a smile, looked at Zhao Lang with bright eyes, and couldn't help clapping.

Yu Huaijin, who was the first to react, picked up the bowl and chopsticks meticulously and continued to finish the remaining food in the bowl.

Although Zhu Yourong is a step slower than the disciple, it does not mean that she is dumber than Yu Huaijin. It is more like the person who is involved in the matter is the most confused. The latter has been eating quietly and listening silently, more like a bystander.

In fact, this is also one of the reasons why Zhu Yourong felt that the young Confucian scholar always exuded some kind of wonderful thing that attracted her to get closer.

Even though she was already very familiar with him and they were close friends, Zhao Rong's actions and words could still surprise her from time to time. He always threw out some wonderful and interesting things, not just his magical calligraphy... So he kept attracting Zhu Yourong to come closer and explore.

At this time, Zhu Yourong was explaining carefully and quietly to Su Xiaoxiao, Jingzi and the others, while she couldn't help but slightly raised her eyelids and glanced at Zhao Rong opposite her.

In addition, the clever and smart Xiao Qian'er was the person who reacted second only to Zhu and Yu on the field. Well, much faster than her young lady.

Although Concubine Zhao Lingfei always maintained a quiet, dignified and elegant demeanor, even after Yu Huaijin finished speaking and Zhu Yourong and Xiao Qian'er showed expressions as if they understood something, her beautiful eyes wandered around, her hands clenched under her sleeves, and her face still maintained this elegant demeanor.

However, the autumn-eyed woman could not help but feel anxious and curious... What did her husband say? Did the fish girl say... He had already answered? And, what about Senior Zhao's reaction...

If Zhu Yourong and other girls were not present, Concubine Zhao Ling would immediately turn into a curious baby and ask Zhao Rong without any worries. After all, Brother Rong would never dislike her... Well, at most he would hook his finger and scratch her nose and say that she was a "bad student", some words that Concubine Zhao Ling did not quite understand.

But at the moment... Fortunately, Xiao Qian'er understood the young lady. When Zhao Lingfei frowned and bit her lips, feeling a little anxious and guilty, Zhao Qian'er quietly leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words...

After a moment, Concubine Zhao Ling blinked, glanced at Qian'er who was snorting, picked up the chopsticks to give the little girl a bite of food, smiled slightly, then turned around and looked at her husband with her chest puffed out and pride.

Xiao Qian'er said that she was a big fool who only knew how to practice sword skills, but Zhao Lingfei was not angry.

She just needs Brother Ronger. She can ask him if she doesn’t understand something and listen to him. Besides, the baby she will give birth to in the future will inherit her husband’s intelligence and won’t be stupid. So what is there to worry about…

Concubine Zhao Ling looked at Zhao Rong, who was turning back, with a gentle gaze. At the side, Zhao Qian'er stared at the dish cooked by the young lady in the bowl, and her face suddenly turned bitter...

At the moment, Zhao Rong didn’t see much of this.

He turned around to look at the people in front of the table, thought for a moment, and suddenly placed the glass of ice wine that he could dispose of freely in front of a nobody among the crowd.

The shy little girl who loved to hide behind people was stunned.

Zhao Lingfei, Zhu Yourong and other girls were also a little surprised.

They couldn't help but look at Li Xueyu.

I saw her face was panicking, she looked around and pushed the wine back with both hands.

"Brother Ziyu, what are you doing for me...give this wine to Sister Zhao or the other little girls...it's not my turn as an outsider to drink..."

Zhao Rong smiled and waved his hand nonchalantly:

"It's okay, they should have some later, I'll try again."

In the hall, everyone was startled and looked at him curiously.

Zhao Rong smiled, turned to Zhao Xifu and said, "Boss, I have heard about the rules of Xia Chong Zhai. We want to chat for a while, right? Then what about this Bing Niang wine..."

As he said this, he glanced down at the black wine jug on the table and said with a smile:

"How about...we do it a few more times?"

Zhao Xifu: “…”

The bearded man in gray looked at the smiling Zhao Rong and narrowed his eyes with a hint of alarm.

He pondered for a moment, crossed his chest and nodded, "Then let's talk. There have been many people who have entered the abbot over the years, from all over the world, and I have heard a lot of things. Today I want to see what you can do that I don't know."

Zhao Rong thought about the rules of Xia Chong Zhai mentioned by Fan Yushu before, and shook his head:

"I don't dare to claim the title of 'insight' from the shopkeeper. These are just some random thoughts I had after reading a few books in my spare time. I'm just talking about them at this family dinner."

He smiled, took a bite of food, and said casually:

"Shopkeeper, you know, there is a kind of people in this world whose eyes see some colors differently from others. For example, they see blue as green and green as blue. It's quite strange."

Zhao Xifu sneered and interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "Isn't this blindness? It is said in Kangcangzi: The Complete Dao: Those who blindness take black as red and blue as dark. This is what I call black and white... Is this what you are talking about?"

He raised his eyebrows, recited a long passage of ancient Chinese, paused, and asked Zhao Rong with a proud look on his face.

Upon seeing this, the latter stopped talking and gave him a thumbs up.

Zhao Xifu: "It's rare, but I know of them. I've seen one or two of them, hehe."

Zhao Rong nodded calmly, and continued to pick up dishes while speaking nonchalantly: "Zhao Zhanggu is indeed knowledgeable, I admire him... Speaking of this color blindness, um, double vision, both names are OK... It's quite interesting, because the color of his eyes is different from others, but he himself doesn't know that he is different from others. Why do you say that?"

Zhao Rong paused, keeping the person in suspense.

Zhao Xifu frowned and looked him up and down, somewhat puzzled, not knowing what he was up to.

Seeing this, Zhao Rong smiled and continued to ask and answer his own questions:

"Imagine that others see the sky as blue, but he sees it as green. However, from the first time he saw the color, he and others called it the same thing, 'blue'; similarly, the leaves are green, but he sees it as blue, but he also keeps calling blue 'green'. In this way, he and others do not know the difference between him and others."

His slow and leisurely manner made him the focus of attention again. Everyone at the dinner table listened attentively, unable to help but look away, curiously waiting for his next words.

Zhao Rong smiled at Zhao Xifu and tilted his head slightly: "Boss Zhao, how did those one or two 'blind-eyed' brothers you met know that they were different from others?"

Zhao Xifu frowned and stared at Zhao Rong, "This... this is natural..."

He hesitated to speak, and tried to open his mouth several times, but stopped himself when he started to speak.

He couldn't continue speaking, and his brows furrowed even more.

Zhao Rong smiled and didn't urge him.

He put down his chopsticks and waited with a normal expression.

As he fell silent, the field also began to quiet down.

The black-hearted shopkeeper of Xia Chong Zhai, who loved to beat, swear, cheat and take advantage of others, scratched his ears and cheeks, shook his head vigorously, and tried to force an explanation: "There are always people who are better than you. This... this must be due to the great power of the predecessors..."

Zhao Rong watched quietly for a while, then suddenly interrupted:

"How do you prove that you are not this 'blind-eyed' person?"

Zhao Xifu's throat was choked, his eyes widened, he looked at him carefully, then turned to look at the sky outside the window and took a breath.

It’s terrifying when you think about it.

Even Yu Huaijin, who was eating quietly, held his chopsticks without touching the rice. He looked at the dish closest to him without picking up his chopsticks.

Fan Yushu, who was drinking and listening to Tzuyu's stories, shuddered. He looked down at the blue and green on his clothes... Oh my god, maybe I am the one who is color blind! ?

A little fox demon who likes to challenge his limits and puzzle his own little brain every day tilted his head, and snapped his fingers with a "hmmmm" sound, his little face serious... But after a while, Su Xiaoxiao's face became more and more bitter.

Zhao Rong was worried about her when he saw this. "Silly girl, can you please spare my little brain cells? If you kill them all and turn me into a stupid wife, will you compensate me?"

Unlike Zhu Yourong and Zhao Qian'er who were frowning in thought, Concubine Zhao Lingfei still ate with an elegant and quiet look on her face.

It's not that he pretended to be calm and hid the fact that he was a 'bad student sword fairy lady', but... he just didn't think about it or care about it at all.

At this time, Zhao Lingfei was chewing her rice in small bites while her eyes, with curiosity and interest, moved back and forth across the table, looking at the interesting expressions on everyone's faces.

My husband seems to have stumped Senior Zhao again. Well, the smart Mr. Zhu and her disciples also seem to be stumped by my husband’s questions… and Qian’er too. Well, I guess only my husband can stump this girl and these smart and well-read women…

Concubine Zhao Ling ate elegantly, and it could be seen that she was enjoying the meal with gusto. A faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and then she nodded slightly, deciding to reward someone... Without saying a word, she reached out and served her husband another bowl of rice.

"..."Zhao Rong.

He finally finished his wife's homemade dish with white rice... Zhao Rong looked down at the full bowl and thought that it was the price of eating his wife's plain steamed buns in the day. He reluctantly continued to hold the bowl and take on the responsibility of finishing his wife's meal...

Except for Zhao Rong, who was eating as if nothing had happened, and Zhao Lingfei, who was in great joy, the other people either frowned or exchanged glances.

Deep thinking.

But the more I think about it, the more I feel something is wrong. I'm at a dead end. So how can I prove to myself that I'm not color blind?

At this time, it was dark outside. Jingwa Lane, which was adjacent to the noble Wutong Street, had been in disrepair for a long time. It was remote and old, and there were no lights on.

It seemed to be isolated from the bright lights and prosperity of Duyou East City. Looking out from the windows outside the door in the hall, people could no longer see the lights of thousands of homes that looked like a sea of ​​fireflies, but only the thin and creepy back of the lonely old man in a green robe dozing off while guarding the gate, matching the dim alley.

Shabby and spooky...

Inside the old restaurant, the old hall with backward decoration was filled with orange lights. At the table in the corner, most people did not pick up their chopsticks, and all had different expressions and remained silent.

This scene was quite strange, causing timid people like Fan Yushu to shrink back again.

"Heh..." At this moment, someone suddenly smiled.

Zhao Rong smiled and shook his head: "Everyone, eat quickly, the food will get cold soon... Hehe, this question is something I just thought about when I had nothing to do before, don't think too much about it."

Fan Yushu and others were startled by his sudden laughter and stared at Zhao Rong speechlessly.

Zhao Rong didn't look at Fan Yushu and continued to ease the atmosphere:

"So today I saw that Shopkeeper Zhao has extraordinary knowledge and is not an ordinary person, so I thought I would tell him about it, so that he can help me solve my doubts, or point out my shortcomings, and ask for his advice... Everyone needs to take it seriously, let's have a meal."

Zhao Rong, who had thrown out a paradox of color blindness in his previous life, was in charge of killing but not burying the person. He did not give any explanation and urged everyone to eat with a smile.

He glanced at Zhao Xifu who was frowning and lowering his head, then reached out and took the black wine jug from the shopkeeper as if no one was around.

Zhao Xifu did not stop Zhao Rong from taking the Bingniang wine.

At a certain moment, he suddenly said: "You already have the answer, right? You can solve this strange problem!"

Zhao Rong smiled without saying anything, picked up the wine pot and poured a glass of Bingniang wine.

He lightly pressed the wine glass with two fingers and pushed it forward in a certain direction, pushing it in front of... Yu Huaijin.

She was sitting right next to Li Xueyu, who already had some Bingniang wine.

This old-fashioned girl was holding her chopsticks, looking at the dishes on the table without moving her chopsticks, as if she was in a daze.

Seeing a glass of ice wine in front of her, she looked up at Zhao Rong without saying a word.

Zhao Lingfei, Zhu Yourong, and Su Xiaoxiao glanced at the smiling Zhao Rong. The one pouring the wine seemed to be...

Starting from Miss Li... counterclockwise?

Zhao Rong wanted to pour another glass of wine, but the next second, Zhao Xifu stopped him.

"This is a very interesting question. Well, even if you win one cup, it's only one cup according to the rules. If you want to pour again... you... you have to tell me the answer to this interesting question."

He paused and added: "Your answer."

Zhao Rong glanced at him and shook his head slightly.

Zhao Xifu narrowed his eyes and stared at him: "You bastard, you don't want to tell me, right? I'll think about it myself. It's just a trivial question. Next time you come, I'll give you the answer."

Seeing the stubborn and arrogant Shopkeeper Zhao, Zhao Rong laughed and shook his head, looking at the black wine jug that was about to be put away by the stingy shopkeeper.

He suddenly laughed again:

"One cup...then let's talk more. Boss, do you know which is the fastest sword in the world?"