Chapter 141 Mr. Wine

When she woke up in the morning, Mrs. Lin felt refreshed.

She got up very early, and not only did she prepare the meal, she also gave the fox a meal of meat.

As I was sitting there watching the fox eat, I saw a figure flash in front of the door. Yan Shenjue came in.

Madam Lin smiled and said, "Xiao Jue, so early? Have you had breakfast yet?"

"Good morning, Aunt Lin," Yan Shenjue saluted solemnly, "I have used it."

Madam Lin said, "Xinbao slept with her brother yesterday in the east wing. It's still early for her to get up! Please sit down for a while."

Yan Shenjue hummed and looked at the fox: "Then I'll go to the back to practice swordplay."

Mrs. Lin didn't bother to be polite and just nodded.

After he left, she couldn't help gossiping to Tang Qingshan: "Xiao Jue is a little... I can't say where he's weird." She pondered for a long time before saying, "When he looks at people, there's nothing wrong with his eyes."

The second brother was brushing his teeth and couldn't help but glance over there.

Indeed, although Yan Shenjue is very polite, there is no warmth or emotion in his eyes when he looks at people... To put it inappropriately, in his eyes, you seem to be no different from trees and grass.

But Xinbao is an exception.

When he looked at Xinbao, his eyes were gentle and warm.

The family members got up one after another and had dinner. Third brother Tang and the twins hesitated for a moment between watching Yan Shen Jue practice sword and going to Yuan's house, and finally went to Yuan's house. Then eldest brother Tang and fourth brother Tang followed their parents to the new house to prepare to start building a greenhouse.

The second brother carried his sister to the main room and continued to boil medicine.

Yan Shenjue came back from a sword practice, looked at Xinbao and saw that he was still asleep, then sat down.

The second brother asked, "Will practicing martial arts be good for Xinbao's health?"

"Yes," Yan Shenjue said, "She obviously has blood stagnation, and practicing martial arts will greatly improve it."

He paused and emphasized, "Her condition was brought up from birth. She is different from ordinary people. It is not a matter of speed, but only by practicing martial arts can she completely change. If she does not practice martial arts, even if she is ten years older, she will be very different from her peers."

The second brother hummed, thinking for a moment, Yan Shenjue asked back: "Did Xinbao say that?"

"Well," said the second brother, "my father agreed. He may come to you to ask."

Yan Shenjue nodded.

Then he said to him, "My uncle's surname is Yuan and his name is Xi. Have you ever heard of him?"

The second brother looked up in surprise: "Yuan Xi? The wine-carrying hermit?"

Yuan Xi, whose courtesy name was Weiming and whose alias was Zaijiu Shanren... He was a very famous Confucian scholar, but he was not famous for being a Confucian scholar. What was he famous for?

His grandfather was the emperor's teacher, his father was the emperor's teacher, and he himself... was not the emperor's teacher. He was once the emperor's companion, and later after the current emperor ascended the throne, he became the imperial tutor. He might have had the potential to become the future emperor's teacher, but he retired halfway.

It is said that Yuan Weiming had a very strange temperament. He loved fine wine very much. Once he came into contact with good wine, he would become crazy and out of his normal state, like a completely different person than usual. He had behaved improperly in front of the emperor more than once because of drinking. Finally, he wrote a letter asking to return home. After three times, the emperor agreed and gave him a villa.

It is also said that the emperor visited him afterwards and jokingly wrote a poem for him, which included the line "carrying wine and asking about characters". From then on, he called himself the Drunk Mountain Man.

But that was more than ten years ago.

All the articles and poems handed down by Yuan Weiming are related to wine, so he has mixed reviews among literati. Those who like him say that he is true to his nature, while those who don't like him call him a drunkard and say that he has ruined the family's reputation.

But although he didn't see him that day, others said that the elder was gentle and kind, and had a scholarly air. How could he not be the drunkard as rumored? ? Yan Shenjue said directly: "My uncle accepted me as his disciple. He said I was his last disciple, but I really want him to accept you as his disciple... So, I found two jars of good wine and secretly asked someone to send them over. When my uncle comes, you can take them and try them. I don't know whether it will work or not."

The second brother's eyes became dark after hearing what he said.

No matter whether his articles are good or bad, this person's identity alone is like a huge umbrella that supports the sky. If you can be accepted as his disciple, many things will become very easy.

He did not think it was shameful to take advantage of someone's power, and asked directly: "Then can you tell me more about Mr. Zaijiu?"

Yan Shenjue coughed.

After a long while, he said, "I, I don't really know how to judge people. I... don't have much to say."

He was really unlucky, and all kinds of bad luck followed him from morning to night.

So, the roof suddenly collapsed; the table suddenly broke; a big hornet suddenly flew in from the window; the thread broke when I picked up a book; the inkstone broke when I was grinding ink...all kinds of accidents can happen and are constantly happening.

Therefore, when he was giving lectures, they were all far away from each other and left after the lecture. If there was something he didn't understand, he would write it down on a piece of paper and have the servant bring it to him.

Of course we live far away from each other and of course we don’t eat together, so if you say that we know each other very well, it’s really not that well.

The second brother was speechless after hearing this.

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How did this child grow up? Under such circumstances, it is really not easy for him to grow up so big and be so talented in both literature and martial arts at such a young age. If he were a person with a weaker willpower, he would have collapsed long ago.

The second elder brother said, "Shen Jue, tell me, are there really people in this world who are born so unlucky?"

He took out the medicine, moved back slightly, and leaned close to him. He whispered in his ear, "You and my brothers are like this one after another... Are there really people in the world who are born so unlucky?"

Yan Shenjue lowered his eyes: "You mean, it's not natural, but man-made?"

The second brother did not answer. Yan Shenjue said, "I have thought about this question too. I have asked people to check it more than once, but nothing was found. Maybe I did a lot of evil in my previous life, and I am here to atone for my sins in this life!"

The second brother disagreed: "Even if you really did a lot of evil, you should have been cut into pieces in your previous life. Why should you pay for it in this life?"

The geese sank in absolute silence.

He returned to the original topic: "Besides me, my uncle also accepted two disciples. They both look handsome, have good character, and are very studious and rigorous. They may be used as reference."

The second brother nodded silently.

He is handsome.

He can pretend to be a man of good character, diligent and rigorous in study.

He picked up the cooled medicine, drank it all, and closed his eyes.

The little ball on the bed finally moved.

She turned over, raised her little feet, and kicked the quilt away.

As soon as the second brother put down the medicine bowl and stood up, Yan Shenjue had already jumped over. The second brother looked at his back speechlessly...did he use Qinggong just now? ?

Really not! ! He won’t snatch it! ! Yan Shenjue had already bent down and covered her with the quilt.

Tuanzi fluttered and kicked the quilt away. Yan Shenjue gently covered her back, then he sat down and gently pressed the corner of the quilt with his hand.

Tuanzi struggled for a long time but couldn't get free, so he lifted both of his little feet up high and kicked.

Yan Shenjue didn't know whether he should wake Tuanzi up or force the quilt to cover her, so he had to ask for help from outside the venue: "Second Brother Tang."

(End of this chapter)