Talk about the world of mortals in detail

Yi Shuyuan first spread out the dishes he had brought, and then uncorked the wine gourd. The old instructor had already arranged the two wine cups. When the light brown clear wine was poured from the gourd, a scent of wine filled the air. .

The old coach leaned close to the small table and smelled it carefully like an alcoholic who loves wine. He seemed to have never smelled anything like this special aroma of wine.

By the time the two glasses of wine were filled, the old coach was already full of praise.

"Good wine, so fragrant. I feel like I'm intoxicated even before I drink it. There is a warm feeling in the smell of wine. It's really magical to drink wine with your shoulders!"

"That's natural, but Yi's pot is even more different, please!"

Yi Shuyuan picked up the wine glass, and the old coach couldn't wait to do the same.

"please!"

Yi Shuyuan drank it all in one gulp, while the old instructor took a sip first. Suddenly, a burning sensation stimulated his mouth, which fully demonstrated how strong the wine was.

It's just that when the spirit enters the mouth, there seems to be a unique wine charm in it. It is the sound of thousands of people shouting and tens of thousands of people calling, and the unity in the enthusiasm.

This seemed to be just a momentary misunderstanding. By the time the old coach reacted, the wine in the glass had been drained before he knew it.

"Hoo"

There was a slight smell of alcohol in his mouth, but there was a feeling of blood boiling in his body, as if the coolness of late autumn was no longer so obvious.

"What a good wine. I heard that the people of Lingdong were drinking this wine that year, and they used their flesh and blood to carry a ship with thousands of materials across the river."

“Many ships require more than a thousand materials!”

The old coach grabbed the wine gourd, poured wine, and refilled one glass for himself and Yi Shuyuan.

"I heard that many people with lofty ideals went there. I wish I could participate in it together. Come, please!"

"please!"

The two raised their glasses again and drank it all in one gulp, and then drank one glass after another, seven or eight glasses in a row. The old coach's head spread from his belly to his body, and it was already like a fire, and a layer of sweat seemed to be evaporating from the top of his head.

"Ha~ It's so comfortable, so comfortable! I haven't drank so happily for a long time!"

Drinking, drinking hard liquor, drinking special liquor like shoulder wine, it is the wine that Yi Shuyuan brought with a hint of Dengzhou.

When a wine is given a certain quality, that kind of impassioned spirit will also breed at the source, at least in the pot in Yi Shuyuan's hand, which also allows the old coach to have a slight sense of the emotion in the wine. .

This made the old coach arouse his former ambitions in this enthusiasm. What he felt was not only the smell of wine, but also the passion of his past.

Over there at the door of the kitchen, young Xiao Yuzhi was hiding in the kitchen watching this scene. He hesitated to speak, but in the end he couldn't bear to ruin the master's elegance.

"Is the wine that good?"

"That's right, the smell of alcohol doesn't smell good."

Xiao Yuzhi muttered, and Shi Sheng responded. Hui Mian actually didn't like drinking either, but he could understand how some different people liked drinking.

After a few drinks and some appetizers, the two people at the wine table opened up and talked about the past few years.

Some things about Yi Shuyuan's travels around the country made the old instructor feel a lot of emotion, and all the old instructor could say was about educating his apprentices and the changes in the Yuanjiang County Yamen.

Some of the details made Yi Shuyuan dumbfounded.

"After Mr. Lin was promoted to a higher tune, Mr. Wu asked us old guys to have at least one drink, so we could complain."

"Hahahahaha"

Yi Shuyuan also laughed. The old instructor was naturally talking about the county magistrate's affairs.

"Hehe, I can't help but laugh when I think of what happened back then. At that time, Mr. Lin knew that he was in the wrong, so he hid when he saw Mr. Wu, hahahaha."

Only Lin Xiu and Wu Minggao could do such a thing at that time. At that time, Lin Xiu could be regarded as having aroused his ambition, and he was not as dirty as ordinary people in the officialdom. Otherwise, Wu Minggao would have to be put in the shoes, and there would be no future. of high promotion.

The old coach laughed for a while and then relaxed, Yi Shuyuan suddenly asked.

"Do you have any regrets in the old coach's life?"

"When I was young, I failed to marry my sweetheart. When I was working in the world, I failed to save many colleagues, failed to protect many people, and failed to catch some villains. I don't understand the disease in my heart."

The old coach sighed.

"It's just that these regrets are now in the past. My sweetheart can live a peaceful life without having to worry about retaliation. My colleagues died a worthy death, worthy of their badges, and their pensions are adequate. I only regret that my martial arts is not enough to relieve my sorrow. But today, I am finally satisfied to be able to teach Yu Zhi, what Long Daxia left behind is quite remarkable!"

Yi Shuyuan looked thoughtful. It was the first time for him to hear many things mentioned by the old coach. Even if it was the first time for him to hear many things, he could feel the momentum of the old coach's emotional fluctuations.

"Just now I told you that there was a great disaster in Lingdong, and there was a story about the Holy Lord slaying a dragon. Everyone in the Lingdong states spread the news. Do you believe it, old instructor?"

The old coach grinned and looked at Yi Shuyuan who said this.

"Sir, who has read a lot of poems and books, he probably doesn't believe in these so-called strange powers and gods, so he asked me this?"

After speaking for a moment, the old coach turned to look at the filled glass of wine.

"But I am willing to believe, and I am also willing to believe that there is an underworld after death, which can resolve the merits and demerits of my life. In this way, even if I escape the punishment of the world for the sins that I cannot catch in this life, I will not escape the punishment of the afterlife!"

When he said this, the old coach couldn't help but clenched his right fist tightly. The old arm still had obvious muscle outlines and did not look too skinny.

"Old coach, can I see your badge?"

"Why not!"

The old coach reached directly into his waist, took off a copper waist badge, and placed it on the table.

"Has the old coach been wearing it around your waist for so many years?"

Yi Shuyuan asked in surprise, while the old coach answered with a smile.

"Even though the arresting platform has been abolished for so many years, wearing it makes me feel at ease!"

Yi Shuyuan reached out and picked up Wen Wen's copper waist badge, with the five powerful words "Dayong Arrest Station" written on the front.

Turn it over and look at the back. The words on it are: "Five States Criminal Arrest - Lu Xin."

A waist plate with characters on the front and back represents a history that has been accompanied by ups and downs. It is also a group of public figures with convictions in the court during the turbulent years of Dayong, at least some of them.

The old coach's injuries, as well as his pursuit of martial arts and his desire to pass on the mantle, are also an extension of the memories left at that time.

"Yuanjiang County Government was really crouching tiger, hidden dragon!"

Yi Shuyuan couldn't help but sigh.

The old coach looked at his badge and Yi Shuyuan, and nodded in agreement.

"Yes, it's really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"

Xiao Yuzhi cooked rice at noon, and then everyone gathered around the small table and had lunch with the dishes Yi Shuyuan brought.

Master was so happy today, Xiao Yuzhi also smiled sincerely, and today he really didn't care much about the old man's drinking.

By the time lunch was almost over, only Shi Sheng and a little mink were left at the table to clean up the mess. Children were old enough to eat, but the appetite of this little mink really made Xiao Yuzhi look at him frequently.

The old coach may have drank too much, or maybe he had eaten too much, or maybe it was due to his physical condition. He felt sleepy and exhausted, so he leaned back on the chair and squinted his eyes.

Listening to Yi Shuyuan and Xiao Yuzhi talking about martial arts training there, the latter only thought that the former was just a scholar, so he talked very briefly, while Yi Shuyuan was always patient.

"This drink makes me feel comfortable, and it's worth dying."

"Master!"

Xiao Yuzhi's face was not very happy, but he knew the master's temper best. If he was not allowed to drink the wine today, it would be too boring for the master.

Vaguely, the old instructor seemed to see some figures approaching outside the courtyard, and it seemed as if a light wind was blowing. Those people looked like official officials, vague but not like ordinary people.

"Mr. Yi, you asked me just now if I believe in ghosts and gods. I was joking. If I knew when I would die, would you believe it?"

"Master! If you say that again, I will never let you drink again!"

Xiao Yuzhi finally became angry and felt a little panicked for no reason.

The old instructor opened his half-closed eyes, glanced at his disciple, and then looked at Yi Shuyuan, who asked directly without saying whether he believed it or not.

"Then what time does the old coach know?"

The old instructor looked at the people who seemed to be government officials who were getting closer and closer, and murmured something vaguely.

"Perhaps it's now. What a coincidence, sir."

Yi Shuyuan looked towards the courtyard. Sun Yuan, the Japanese patrol envoy, was coming with a team of secret agents. When he saw Yi Shuyuan sitting here, he immediately stepped forward to salute.

"Sun Heng meets Mr. Yi!"

Some people behind Sun Heng were shocked, Mr. Yi, is this person Yi Daozi?

"Sun Rixun, is it time for the old coach?"

Sun Heng nodded and approached the old coach but frowned again.

"When you come here, your name will appear in the book of life and death. It's obviously almost done. Mr. Yi, you saved your energy for him, right?"

"It's just a drink of some blood-activating and refreshing wine. He should still have ten days to live, so how about leaving him behind for a while?"

Hearing Yi Shuyuan's words, Sun Heng could only smile.

"Sir has said so, how can Sun Heng dare to disobey him? Besides, his vitality is still there at this time. Taking him away is against the laws of the underworld. Come back in ten days. I won't disturb you, sir. I'll take my leave!"

Sun Heng was also very sensible. After saluting with Yin Chai, he left quickly.

An hour later, the afternoon sun was blocked by the shadow of the courtyard wall. The old instructor was sleeping in front of the courtyard with his breathing even. Xiao Yuzhi, who happened to pass by while working, had a smile on his face.

Master hasn't slept so peacefully for a long time.

But now the cool breeze was blowing and the sun was gone. The old coach woke up with a shudder. He looked around and was stunned for a few breaths.

"Yuzhi, where is Mr. Yi?"

"I left long ago. You slept soundly, so I didn't wake you up!"

"oh"

The old coach looked a little disappointed, but he vaguely seemed to see Yin Zai approaching in his sleep just now, and heard Yin Zai talking, as if he was saying that he still had ten days left?