The next day.

The sky is clear and the air is fresh, with a gentle breeze.

In Lanxi, among the green mountains, there is a lake of green water, and the mountains and forests are reflected on the water surface.

A small boat drifts aimlessly on the water.

At the bow, a petite figure squatted beside a fixed fishing rod. She stretched out a small white hand and carefully pressed the propped-up bamboo fishing rod with two fingers.

Again and again.

The fishing rod that is waiting for the destined fish is bent like the green willows by the lake. It is shaking up and down, and the silk fishing line is jumping non-stop. The silver mirror-like water surface is rippling with waves, which is very beautiful.

"Su Xiaoxiao!"

The little fox demon who was making trouble retracted his hands, put them in his arms, and looked up at the sky.

"If you make trouble again, we won't have fish for lunch, so we'll stew you."

The voice from inside the boat came again.

"Hmm."

A curious little head nodded three times, and the high ponytail jumped up and down.

Inside the cabin, Zhao Rong reluctantly withdrew his gaze and looked at Lin Wenruo and Liu Sanbian in front of him.

One is smiling, the other is dull and wooden.

They will set off tomorrow, and today the weather is unusually nice, so Lin Wenruo suggested going out for a boating outing.

The three continued to drink sake.

Zhao Rong raised the white porcelain wine glass and took a sip; it was fragrant and refreshing.

But his eyes unconsciously glanced at Lin Wenruo's hand.

One hand was tucked into a wide sleeve, and the other was wrapped in a white handkerchief. The five fingers were holding the wine glass, trembling slightly.

Zhao Rong originally wanted to have a quiet day off today, but early in the morning, Lin Wenruo came to see him as if nothing had happened.

Lin Wenruo smiled and said, "The soup made from crucian carp from Wenchang Lake in Lanxi is famous for its delicious taste. It was once a special delicacy provided by the royal family. Ziyu must have a good taste later."

Zhao Rong agreed with a smile, turned around and looked at the little fox demon on the bow, and found that she had finally obeyed him and stopped making trouble. She just reached out to play with the water outside the boat.

The three of them clinked their glasses and drank.

Lin Wenruo glanced at the quiet Liu Sanbian and asked, "Brother Sanbian, are you also going to Duyou City with Ziyu?"

Liu Sanbian said sullenly: "Da Wei."

"Da Wei, oh, that's not far away. We can arrive there in less than a month. Well, I remember when I just returned to the country, the king of Da Wei invited me to go..."

The three of them were chatting.

Soon, amid the little fox demon's excited shouting, Zhao Rong put away his fishing rod, prepared the caught crucian carp, and made soup.

In fact, he didn't know how to do these things before, but during this journey, he had to sleep in the open air and initially relied on Liu Sanbian. Later, he felt a little embarrassed, so he learned the necessary skills for survival in the wild from Liu Sanbian.

So later on when they were on the road, Zhao Rong and Liu Sanbian Luohua took turns cooking.

What? You said Su Xiaoxiao, sorry, she only knows how to eat.

Crying for food on the side.

The milky fish soup was indeed very delicious and nourishing. Su Xiaoxiao ate until she was full and touched her stomach with a look of satisfaction on her face.

After tea and dinner, Liu Sanbian closed his eyes for a nap. Zhao Rong was pulled by the little fox demon to continue telling the Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio that had been interrupted for ten days, while Lin Wenruo listened curiously from the side.

Zhao Rong told Su Xiaoxiao a very educational story, the Painted Skin in Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio.

"Tzuyu, your story is great, with profound meaning, novel and interesting." Lin Wenruo nodded.

Zhao Rong smiled, turned to the little fox demon beside him and said, "Su Xiaoxiao, do you understand? Be careful next time and don't get kidnapped by bad guys in fancy clothes."

Su Xiaoxiao said seriously: "Zhao Rong, shouldn't you be more careful? Well, the stupid scholar in the story was seduced by a ghost in a beautiful human skin, and he didn't even listen to the words of the lady who was kind to him, just like... just like when I do things for your own good, but you just don't listen and insist on..."

Before the little fox demon could finish her words, she suddenly held her little head with both hands, stared at the scholar in front of her with wide eyes, with an expression that said, "Look, look, I'm doing this for your own good, but you're bullying me again."

After being educated, Zhao Rong withdrew his hand, which had just been in intimate contact with her soft black hair, expressionlessly.

Lin Wenruo smiled silently at the side.

Su Xiaoxiao snorted softly, feeling that she had met a bad guy in disguise. She puffed her lips and ran to the bow to play. Before leaving, she made a "very scary" face at Zhao Rong.

Inside the boat, Zhao Rong and Lin Wenruo looked at each other, and Zhao Rong smiled and shook his head.

Suddenly, Lin Wenruo seemed to remember something and whispered, "Ziyu, yesterday, that...'body uses one source', was it you..."

"Well, I heard it from someone else." Zhao Rong interrupted, shaking his glass, "I heard it from a friend. Well, I don't know where he got it from."

Lin Wenruo raised his eyebrows, turned his head and looked at Su Xiaoxiao, who was sitting at the bow of the boat and paddling barefoot, with a strange expression on her face.

"Ahem, that's not her. This stupid girl, I guess she didn't understand anything yesterday except that I was the most handsome on the stage." Zhao Rong chuckled, "Well, she clapped very actively."

Lin Wenruo nodded and didn't ask any more questions. After a moment of silence, he suddenly said casually, "When Ziyu sees that friend, he can ask him. If he is the first to bring it up, he can ask him to try at the Jixia Academy in Tunanzhou."

Zhao Rong paused for a moment as he swung his wine glass, lowered his eyelids, and continued with his friend's question, "Why let him go to the Jixia Academy?"

Lin Wenruo looked straight at Zhao Rong, "The heaven and earth have spirits, and they can prove the truth. Your...your friend's 'body and function are one source' theory is likely to be a new truth, and it may be recognized by this world, but there are so many living beings, and the spirits of the heaven and earth are chaotic and ignorant, so it is difficult to 'listen' to it."

"We must go to some special places to prove the truth. Only there can new theories be 'heard' and recognized by heaven and earth, supplement the laws of heaven and earth, and become traces of the great way."

"And the first person to propose it will receive a gift from heaven and earth. Even if it is just a small proof of the 'Tao', the gift he will receive will be extremely valuable."

"This is the reason why the disciples of the Hundred Schools have achieved such high levels of cultivation. It is also the method of advancement that we, the cultivators of the Hundred Schools, have been dreaming of the most. This is the smooth road to advancement."

Lin Wenruo looked away, glanced at the green mountains and clear water outside the boat, and said softly: "This kind of place that can communicate with heaven and earth is extremely rare in Xuanhuang, and the Jixia Academy is one of them, and it is also the most famous one."

Zhao Rong took a sip of wine, thought about it, and asked the question in his mind, "Why can poetry be appreciated anytime and anywhere?"

"This is the credit of our Confucian saints. The way of poetry has long been recognized by heaven and earth, and it is also one of the great ways favored by heaven and earth. It has become the law of heaven and earth and is omnipresent. Every time a new poem is born, it is a supplement to this great way, and the Xuanhuang Realm will automatically respond."

Lin Wenruo sighed, "Among the many cultivators from hundreds of schools, Confucian scholars like us are truly blessed."

Zhao Rong nodded, without answering or asking any more questions, and looked down at the cup.

Lin Wenruo glanced at Zhao Rong's expression, and curled his lips imperceptibly. "Don't worry, it's okay to tell your friend later. Only the first person in this world who proposes a new theory can prove it. You can go anytime."

Zhao Rong felt a little embarrassed when he was looked at. He coughed and said quickly, "Well, I will convey the truth to him. I will let him thank Wen Ruo for his kindness."

Lin Wenruo smiled and nodded.

Zhao Rong raised his head to empty his drink, exhaled lightly, and suddenly asked a question that surprised Lin Wenruo a little.

"Wen Ruo, do you know anything about the situation of the Fuyao Electorate Palace in Kundu, Western Fuyao Continent?"