Talk about the world of mortals in detail

"Master, are you going home?"

"We have all returned to Yuanjiang County, and the old coach's affairs have been settled. It is natural for us to return home, but there are still things unfinished last time."

With that said, Yi Shuyuan took Shi Sheng back to the county town, ordered some dishes at Tongxin Building and Zuibin Building, and spent some money to rent two food boxes.

As for why there were two boxes, Shi Sheng and Hui Mian, who had this doubt, soon found out, because Yi Shuyuan did not return to Xihe Village immediately, but went to Kuonan Mountain first.

Looking from a distance, Kuonan Mountain is already covered in yellow.

As soon as they arrived at the foot of the mountain, while Yi Shuyuan was still walking up the mountain, Shi Sheng and Hui Mian became excited.

"Haha, there are delicious food in the mountains this season, and you can't find them in many cities. Shi Sheng, let's go!"

"good!"

One man and one marten ran out first. Anyway, the mountains and plains were full of wild things. There were a lot of ripe wild fruits in the mountains this season, and the diet in Huimian was even wider.

Yi Shuyuan's destination was very clear, which was to go to the mountain temple.

Along the way, we passed the towering ancient pine tree, but did not see the old pine tree appear. However, Yi Shuyuan was not surprised. The other party had already understood the last time they saw each other. It should have been just an ordinary pine tree standing in the mountain all these years. No outer body wandered away.

By the time they reached the top of the mountain temple, Yi Shuyuan had already held a thin branch in his hand, which was covered with small red fruits, and he was picking and eating it as he walked.

This kind of fruit can only taste sweet and sour, with basically no pulp, and the core is so big that you will vomit after biting into it.

"Hey, this temple is finally repaired!"

Yi Shuyuan in front of the temple said with a smile. After all, the original mountain temple had been in ruins for a long time. Although the current temple cannot be said to be very grand, it has at least been seriously repaired.

"It took a long time to repair, but the incense has never been at its peak."

A voice came from the mountain temple, and a man who looked like a woodcutter walked out of it. It was Huang Hongchuan, the mountain god of Kuonan Mountain.

"This is just because you, a mountain god, don't value the power of incense and wishes."

As he spoke, Yi Shuyuan raised his sleeves and a food box appeared in his hand.

"Lord Mountain God, can you chat with me if you have time?"

"Hey, I have a lot of free time. Please come. This season, the scenery behind the temple is beautiful."

Huang Hongchuan came out of the temple, stretched out his hand, and asked Yi Shuyuan to walk to the back of the temple. The two of them, one after the other, arrived on a large rock on a hill behind the temple.

Obviously the slope of the hill is not very steep, but standing on this stone, it feels like standing on the edge of a cliff. Looking up into the distance, the mountains in the distance are full of colors, including yellow, green and more red.

Many trees do not start to lose their leaves in autumn, but often do not start to change color or fall off their leaves until winter is approaching or even already here.

"Konan Mountain has the most beautiful scenery in three seasons. In spring, the fields are filled with red flowers, in winter, it is covered with snow. And now, there are many fruits and colorful leaves in the mountains. It is very nice to see it here."

"Good place."

Yi Shuyuan put down the food box and laid out the dishes.

One good thing about renting a food box is that it comes with plates and many utensils, and you can also take away some dishes with soup and water. Of course, if you don't return the food box, you won't get your deposit back.

"The food this time is much better than last time."

Huang Hongchuan didn't feel any restraint when facing the current Yi Shuyuan. As soon as Yi Shuyuan put the dishes, he had already picked up his chopsticks to taste them.

Yi Shuyuan smiled. Last time he only brought wine and rice cakes, which were not much of a dish.

Both of them sat on the ground on the stone, eating vegetables and drinking wine, and the wine was the wine in Yi Shuyuan's gourd.

Yi Shuyuan didn't have anything high-minded to talk about at this meeting. He was just chatting with Huang Hongchuan about how the old pine was really just an old pine now, and wondering when he would really come out.

They talked about the changes in Kuonan Mountain over the years, the changes in Yuanjiang County over the years, and also about what happened after the old coach passed away.

"Hey, it seems that next time I see Lu Xin, I have to call you Daoist Lu."

"That's right."

While the two were chatting, a roll of paper flew out of Yi Shuyuan's sleeve, and although the writing was blank, it had been framed.

Then the folding fan turned into a pen in my hand, and there was no need to dip it in ink. The tip of the pen was already glowing with ink.

Huang Hongchuan looked at Yi Shuyuan just sitting there and writing casually on the white paper, and suddenly he said something.

"Mr. Yi, are you here not just to chat with me?"

Yi Shuyuan kept writing and answered casually.

"Originally, I really just came to have a chat with you. I just wrote about it because I felt something in my heart."

On the mountain road, a group of scholars were moving forward under the leadership of an old Confucian scholar. This group of people came from Yuezhou Academy and came to the world with the most beautiful scenery in Kuonan Mountain.

"Come and walk faster, everyone behind you will catch up. Don't forget to exercise your body even if you sit at the desk for a long time. We scholars should not sit in front of the desk for a long time!"

Li Congmin was a lot older, but he walked on this mountain road more vigorously than many students. More than 20 students from Yuezhou Academy followed behind him. Even though the team had taken into account the differences in people's physiques, the front and back were still the same. Pulled away.

"Abao, you are in good health. Look behind you. You will be there soon."

"Okay Master!"

Yi Abao, who was studying at Yuezhou Academy back then, has grown from a teenager to a young man, and has become a lot taller. Although he has not achieved any academic results, his family is not short of support for him to continue to study and progress at Yuezhou Academy. money.

A Bao was walking swiftly on the mountain path. If there were classmates over there who needed help, he would go over there and help.

When he reached the back of the team, Yi Abao burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, you are indeed useless. What did I say last night? Do you regret it now?"

"Hey Brother Yi, please don't laugh at me. You were not the most drunk yesterday. I wanted to share the same fate with you, but who knew you were just like a normal person? Come on, come and give me a hand. My legs are weak."

"Hey, everyone in our Yi family is in good health, aren't we envious?"

Yi Abao immediately went over, took one of his friend's hands and put it on his shoulder, helping him move forward.

"Brother Yi, come help me later~~~"

"Do you really think of me as a cow or a horse?"

Yi Abao said, and simply pulled the friend over with his other hand, entangled the two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, to move forward together.

Li Congmin from a distance looked at the students behind him and couldn't help but shook his head. If a scholar is good at literature and martial arts, he will get extra points in the imperial examination. Therefore, Yuezhou Academy, which has not changed for many years, has begun to pay more attention to students in terms of talent training. Physically.

Not far away, the mountain temple is clearly visible. As Huang Hongchuan said, the scenery behind the mountain temple is excellent, and it is obviously not just him, the Kuonan Mountain God, who knows this.

Yi Abao was indeed much more powerful than the average academy scholar. Shengsheng led people from the back of the team to the front, and followed Li Congmin to the vicinity of the mountain temple.

"Reaching soon."

Li Congmin bowed his hands towards the mountain temple, and then led several nearby students around the mountain temple towards the back.

"Hey, someone has already arrived first!"

The people Li Congyu said were the first to arrive were Yi Shuyuan and Huang Hongchuan. They looked like a Confucian scholar and a woodcutter. They sat on the rocks and drank wine and talked happily. It was quite strange to watch, but they were so harmonious.

Li Congmin stroked his beard and looked at the scene not far away, nodded slightly, and thought to himself, a man of true learning is not ashamed to ask questions when he is confused, and makes friends regardless of his rank.

Seeing Yi Shuyuan and Huang Hongchuan turning their heads to look, Li Congmin immediately raised his hands and moved forward.

"I, Li Congmin, will take the students to play in the mountains today. If you disturb me, please forgive me!"

Huang Hongchuan smiled.

"A bunch of polite people are here."

Yi Shuyuan stood up specifically, straightened his clothes and returned the gift.

"My dear Yi Shuyuan, hello Master Li!"

As he spoke, Yi Shuyuan looked at the academy students catching up behind him.

Yi Abao supported his two best friends who were like dead dogs. At this moment, when he saw Yi Shuyuan a little further away, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Uncle?"

As soon as they heard these three words, the two people who were originally lying on the soft couch next to Yi Abao suddenly felt as if their whole bodies were electrified.

"What?" "Your uncle?"

In an instant, it was as if they had been cured by a miracle doctor with a magical rejuvenation method. Their waists no longer hurt and their legs were no longer weak. They jumped up and rushed over, not forgetting to pull Yi Abao, who was stunned.

"Are you Brother Yi's uncle?" "You are in good health. Brother Yi's uncle is our uncle!"

"Yes, yes, great uncle!" "Good to uncle!"

"Uncle, you don't look old at all!" "Yes, you are so energetic!"

The two tried to be innocent and approachable, but in fact their smiles were very exaggerated.

Yi Shuyuan immediately couldn't laugh or cry. Even Huang Hongchuan on the side couldn't help laughing. Yi Abao was surprised and laughed angrily by his two friends.

"You two bastards were just pretending to be dead!"

Li Cong smiled and shook his head, calling the students behind him to come over, and then slowly walked to the hillside behind the temple and looked at the beautiful scenery of the mountains in the distance.

"The scenery is similar every year!"

Yi Shuyuan smiled and answered.

“Everyone is different every year!”

Li Congshu's eyes lit up, he looked at Yi Shuyuan, and looked at him carefully, Yi Abao's uncle? Although he doesn't look very old, his hair is indeed gray with age.

"Uncle, are you practicing calligraphy?" "Uh-huh, uncle, what are you writing?"

"Let's see, okay?"

Yi Abao and the two extra nephews and grandnephews came forward and took a surprised look. Yi Shuyuan had already put the paper away and then walked towards Li Congmin.

"If Master Li doesn't dislike it, I'll give it to Master Li if I have a small poem."

"Uncle, I want it too, give me one too!" "Yes, uncle, I can call you my own grandpa!"

While Yi Abao recalled that his uncle had indeed said that he was willing to give the Master a message, he listened to the shameless words of his two friends and directly covered their mouths.

"Shut up, you two."

Li Congxuan subconsciously took over the words, and at this time there were more and more students around.

"Uh, thank you very much!"

The words written by the students' parents themselves were also expressed with sincerity, so they were accepted.

Yi Shuyuan nodded and smiled, looking towards Dashi.

"Mr. Huang, that's all we're talking about today. I'm going to leave first. This food box"

"There are still some drinks and dishes that I haven't finished yet. I'm no better than you. I don't eat this kind of food very often. After you finish eating, I'll return the food box for you. You can go on your own."

"Okay, thank you!"

Yi Shuyuan bowed his hands to Huang Hongchuan, then bowed his hands to Li Congmin, nodded to Yi Abao, then passed by a group of students from Yuezhou Academy who were arriving one after another, and left towards the mountain road.

The two people around Yi Abao hurriedly chased after him, but were directly held back by Abao.

"Don't annoy Grandpa Uncle"

"Oh" "Yes."

Yi Abao said this, but he pursued him a few steps further.

"Uncle--are you going home?"

Yi Shuyuan looked back, smiled and left. He was already here, why not go back and take a look?

Li Congmin held the calligraphy scroll in his hand and put away his gesture of returning the gift, but saw that Yi Abao and three others had gathered around, staring at the calligraphy scroll in his hand.

"do what?"

"Uh, Master, don't you open it and take a look?"

Except for Yi Abao's best friends who knew the truth, Li Congmin didn't know that the "Change of Heaven and Earth" was written by Yi Shuyuan. Naturally, he didn't know the weight of the calligraphy in his hand at this moment.

Many students gathered around to see what was going on. Some were curious, and some were curious about what others were curious about.

Li Congmin smiled and slowly unfolded the paper. Just when he faced the first word that caught his eye, the pupils in his eyes began to expand.

After only reading half of the article, and only a few breaths, and even Yi Abao and the others only saw a corner, Li Congmin immediately rolled up the paper.

"Hey Master, why did you put it away?" "I haven't seen it yet!"

"Me too!" "I only saw a little bit, and it seems to be well written."

The students were noisy, and at this moment, Li Congmin's heart was beating very violently in his chest, even more than the fatigue of walking over the mountains and ridges. A pair of eyes with pupils that had not yet recovered were looking at Yi Abao.

"He is your uncle?"

Yi Abao understood somewhat and just nodded without saying anything more.

On a rock not far away, Huang Hongchuan swallowed the last bite of food, put his chopsticks into the food box, smiled, straightened the box and stood up, without saying hello to a group of scholars, he just walked around the side of the temple. Leave.

"May I ask your surname?"

Li Congmin saw Huang Hongchuan was about to leave at this time, and hurriedly pushed aside the students and asked, "The person who was here with me just now may not be an ordinary woodcutter, but may be a reclusive person."

"Hey, I'm just an ordinary woodcutter. I don't have the surname Huang. I'm gone."

Huang Hongchuan was too lazy to bother and left with the food box, his figure soon disappeared.