At The Beginning, Caishikou Beheaded, I Chose To Be Reborn

It was late at night.

It is impossible for a horse-drawn carriage to travel at night. People have to rest at night, and horses also have to rest.

At this moment, the old horse pulling the cart was lying on the grass nest, chewing the grass blades from time to time.

And Zhuang Mochen and the three of them have already fallen asleep.

Only Ye Yuan, leaning against a willow tree, could not fall asleep for a long time.

"Why does the cloud in this bronze tripod regenerate because of Mr. Zhuang?"

Ye Yuan murmured in his heart.

Just after Mr. Zhuang's words, Tongding suddenly had a vision, which disturbed Ye Yuan's mind.

Immediately afterwards, there was such a faint cloud in the originally empty cauldron.

In Ye Yuan's eyes, this cloud is really not enough, it's just a strand as thin as a hair, swimming around in the tripod like a fish.

The number is too rare, of course, Ye Yuan can't expect such a cloud to bring him any benefits.

He understands the truth that a small amount makes a lot.

"Although I don't know the reason for the increase of the cloud energy in the tripod, at least there is a way... It just happened that after Mr. Zhuang heard that I had no fixed place, he invited me to go with him. He was just thinking about it before, but now thinking about it, It’s better to agree directly.”

Ye Yuan thought secretly.

Zhuang Mochen's hometown is in Xiaoning County, Xingyang Prefecture, which happens to be in the east, which coincides with Ye Yuan's plan.

Anyway, I am a rootless duckweed, so I might as well settle down in this world first, and then plan other things.

After he has enough time to study, he believes that he will be able to figure out the secret of the copper tripod.

"It's just that the bronze tripod is inside my body, but it's not easy to detect. It always has to show up on its own initiative... If it can appear as I want, then it will be fine."

Ye Yuan sighed inwardly.

It is not a good thing that the copper tripod is out of control.

But at the moment when his mind moved, he discovered that the copper tripod entrenched in his body turned into a gleam of light and shot out, floating in front of him.

About the size of a child, it floats up and down, and the rust on the tripod's body is visible to the naked eye.

"It actually came out!"

Ye Yuan showed surprise.

Why does it feel like this bronze tripod is like Sun Monkey's golden cudgel? Could it be that the heart and mind can be united, big and small Ruyi Scepter?

"It would be nice if it could be smaller."

He said tentatively.

Then at the next moment, the copper tripod really shrunk several times, until it shrank to the size of a teacup, and was pinched by Ye Yuan's two fingers, playing with it carefully.

It feels warm to the touch, I can't tell what kind of material it is, sometimes soft and sometimes hard, between virtual and real.

The "gentleness" of the bronze tripod reassured Ye Yuan a lot, until this moment he was sure that he was the owner of the tripod.

Drowsiness gradually rose, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight fell, Ye Yuan woke up.

But Zhuang Mo woke up earlier and was teaching his children to read.

"A day's plan lies in the morning. It's just an Analects. As a father, you have already memorized it back and forth at your age, but you are still full of mistakes... You should be punished!"

He took on the posture of a strict father, and hit Zhuang Yan's palm with a ruler.

Zhuang Yan's face was puffed up, and there were tears in her eyes, as if she was full of grievances.

Where is he full of mistakes and omissions?

It's just that I misremembered three or four words, but in my father's mouth, it seems that I have misunderstood everything.

Seeing this, Ye Yuan smiled dumbly. When he was a child, his old father taught him the same way. It's a pity that his father passed away a few years ago...

This situation brought back many memories in him, and his eyes became softer and softer.

"The dog is shapeless, making my little friend laugh."

Seeing Ye Yuan wake up, Zhuang Mochen smiled.

Zhuang Yan was full of anger, his father was very gentle to everyone, except for him...

"The young man is talented and intelligent, and sooner or later he will achieve something. Now he is just a naughty boy. I also came from that age. When I know that it is human nature to be lazy, I don't need to be too harsh..."

Ye Yuan patted the grass leaves on his butt, stood up and said.

"Since Ye Uncle spoke for you, let's just forget about it today. If you make any mistakes in the future, be careful!"

Zhuang Mochen nodded and said coldly.

Zhuang Yanru was amnesty, and looked at Ye Yuan with gratitude.

"After thinking about it for a long time last night, I plan to brazenly agree to Mr. Zhuang's invitation, so let's go with Mr. Zhuang, and also go to see the scenery of Mr. Zhuang's hometown."

Ye Yuan arched his cupped hands and said.

"Haha, how can you be so cheeky? The journey is far away, and there are mostly barren mountains and wild mountains along the way. The little friends are walking together, and there are people chatting, otherwise, wouldn't it be boring?"

Zhuang Mochen was really happy.

After everyone had eaten, they got into the carriage and continued on their way.

The journey is still quite long. According to the speed of the carriage, it will take about three days.

Youfu was driving in front, while Ye Yuan and Zhuang Mochen chatted in the car.

Zhuang Mochen originally planned to chat to relieve boredom, but he didn't expect that chatting with Ye Yuan would yield unexpected gains.

He found that although this little friend seemed a little "ignorant of the world" and didn't know much about some common sense in the world, he seemed to be extremely knowledgeable in other aspects.

Especially when talking about ancient and modern times, some remarks are even more thought-provoking.

Even if you are a great Confucianist in the court, it may be difficult for you to have such penetrating insights as Ye Yuan.

He naturally didn't know that Ye Yuan was originally a traveler, with five thousand years of knowledge in his mind, from astronomy to geography, the rise and fall of dynasties, the pros and cons of current politics, and he could easily talk about it.

He thought he was standing on the shoulders of a titan, and it was nothing to say these truths.

But to Zhuang Mochen's ears, it could almost be called shock.

Ye Yuan looks young, no matter how old he is, he will be in his early twenties at most, but this kind of insight is beyond the grasp of a person who has been studying for a lifetime.

"Is there really someone who is born knowing in the world?"

For the first time, he raised such a question in his heart.

From the current situation to the country as a whole, from the country as a whole to the past and future, from the art of war to poetry... How can there be such an all-powerful monster in the world?

Especially when chatting, some metaphors made by Ye Yuan always give him a sense of déjà vu that this thing really happened, because what Ye Yuan said is too real and a little too reasonable.

For example, the aspect of "royal family affection" mentioned just now, Ye Yuan gave an example of a dynasty in his dream, saying that there was a country named Tang, the eldest son was weak, and the second son was heroic, and the emperor insisted on establishing the eldest son. As a result, the second son caused chaos, shot and killed his brother at the palace gate, and forcibly ascended to the throne of God... Such a high-ranking method is not glorious, but after ascending to the throne, he created the "Government of Zhenguan" and became a famous story through the ages...

When Ye Yuan was narrating, Zhuang Mochen wanted to interrupt several times. He really wanted to ask, does this country called Datang really exist? Can a dream really have such details?

But when the words came to his lips, he still didn't ask much.

But for Ye Yuan's address, it changed again.

Don't call him "Xiaoyou", but "Sir".

Because he instinctively ignored Ye Yuan's age, and even felt that the relationship between them could be called both a teacher and a friend.

Zhuang Mochen hated meeting Ye Yuan late, and the latter was also satisfied with this exchange.

Although he accepted the memory of the original owner of the body, the original owner's knowledge is limited, and his understanding of this world is less than one ten thousandth...

So he has too much information to get from Zhuang Mochen.

The conversation between the two became more and more intense, and they didn't notice the passage of time. When You Blessed reminded them, Zhuang Mochen slapped his forehead and woke up and said.

"It turned out to be home!"

It was already nighttime, and everyone was exhausted, so Zhuang Mochen was eager to return home.

The carriage was walking on the road paved with Qingshi boards, making a rattling sound.

But for some reason, Xiaoning County seemed too deserted tonight.

There was not a soul alive in the street.

The further you go into the city, the more gloomy and cold you feel.

"Father, I'm a little scared."

Zhuang Yan huddled in his father's arms, and the child instinctively felt uneasy.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Zhuang Yan stood up, with a serious face, and looked around.

Every household has lanterns, but the ones hanging at the door are all white lanterns...

"This place is not peaceful."

Ye Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes became deep again. The peaceful small town in front of him clearly showed another scene in his eyes.

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