"Then our Emperor is very powerful, isn't he?"

"awesome."

"Are our Grand Master's chess skills better than those of Great Sui?"

"probably."

"Are we, the Great Li, the strongest in the north?"

"Sure, it's necessary."

In fact, except for the first question, the following series of questions were all the boatman deliberately teasing the old gentleman, because he found that the old gentleman was really a good and kind man, and he liked to nod his head and say the right things.

When he was about to land, he saw the old gentleman again with a sincere face and nodding vigorously. The boatman couldn't help laughing, "Old man, you have a good temper, but you are also too nice. How can you only say nice things?"

There are hundreds of scholars I have met before, big and small, old and young, but they all speak in a sour and refined manner, which makes people incomprehensible and makes people think they are very knowledgeable. Alas, it’s a pity for me

I don’t have a good understanding, I haven’t been to a school, and I don’t have a teacher to teach me, so even if I want to interrupt, it’s difficult.”

"As long as you are willing, everything is not difficult." The old man laughed, and then asked: "By the way, have you ever heard of Mr. Qi from Shanya Academy?"

The boatman hesitated for a moment, sighed softly, and finally shook his head and said, "I've never heard of it."

The old man nodded and said with a smile: "Da Li is a little different. Why, I passed by a small border beacon with only two people, and an immortal fell down and begged for food. If it were another country, he would not be allowed to kneel.

You kowtow and offer it with both hands, but your Dali soldiers are different. They straighten their backs and talk to the immortals. Of course, it is inevitable to have drumming in their hearts."

The boatman chuckled and said, "I'm sorry, old man, have you ever seen the gods? It's not a waste of time to travel all that way. You're better than me. Those foreign tourists all say that there are water ghosts and river women under our Chongdan River."

Yes, but I've been boating for thirty years and I haven't seen anything weird once."

The old man smiled and said: "No, I have seen it. It's just that the temper of those immortals was a bit bad. The two beacon soldiers were slapped each other and flew out. The tables and stools were all smashed to pieces. However,

There was an immortal who, after eating and drinking, dropped his gold ingot on the ground before leaving."

The boatman clicked his tongue and said with envy: "Wouldn't that make a fortune? If it were me, not to mention one slap, but ten slaps would be enough."

The old man nodded in approval and said, "You have a big heart and a big heart. You do good things."

The boatman suddenly asked worriedly: "By the way, those gods didn't embarrass you, old man, did they?"

The old man looked at the old man on the boat with a sincere expression and said with a hearty smile: "It's not embarrassing. It's not embarrassing."

After the boatman was relieved, he wanted to tease this interesting old gentleman again and asked: "Old man, do you want to drink?"

The boatman blinked, trying hard not to laugh, and whispered: "It's Huajiu, I can lead the way."

The old man's eyes widened and he held back three words, "Is it expensive?"

The boatman laughed heartily and planned not to tease the old man again, "It's so expensive!"

The old man had a battle between heaven and man and said, "It's okay. Just wait for me when you get ashore. I'll borrow money from someone. Maybe I can borrow twenty or thirty taels of silver."

The boatman was stunned for a moment. After all, he was a simple-minded person, so naturally he couldn't bear to take him to the gold-selling cave where money was spent like water. "Old man, I'm kidding you. The flower wine is boring. I want to drink it with a glass of wine."

I just drank two to three taels of silver. I feel so distressed that I can’t even care about the taste of the drink. Let’s not go there. If you really want to drink, I will take you to a small wine shop on the shore. It is an authentic home-brewed wine in Hongzhu Town.

For burning, the price is quite reasonable.”

The boat slowly docked. After the poor old gentleman stood up, he patted the boatman on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You talk good but do evil, you are a national monster."

The strong boatman's face suddenly turned pale. He wanted to retreat, but was unable to move at all. He wanted to jump into the water, reveal his true form and escape quickly, but it was even more hopeless.

The old man then smiled and said: "The mouth cannot speak, but the body can act. It is a national weapon. I hope you can stick to your heart and do good."

The old man in the boat seemed to have an inexplicable aura of awe coming out of thin air. He wanted to speak, but could not utter a single word.

After the old scholar landed on the shore, he slowly left.

The boatman's eyes filled with tears. When he was finally able to move, he immediately jumped onto the shore, faced the old man's back, knelt down with a plop, and performed the grand ceremony of kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times.

According to legend, there are saints in heaven and earth, who carry the constitution of heaven in their mouths and follow the laws when they speak.

The old scholar asked all the way to the door of the Pillow Inn and asked if the young man named Chen Pingan was still there.

The postman asked him who he was.

The old scholar thought for a moment and said he was half the boy's husband.

As a result, the postman told him to get out.

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For some reason, a handsome young man with a mole between his eyebrows has been staying in an old school these days, reading books every day.
Chapter completed!