I live in Beihai Jun Nanhai [Rebirth]

The young man's face changed suddenly, and he knew that there was something unfathomable. The person in front of him was simply joking. It was ridiculous that he believed his gesture for a moment.

He stared at Shui Jing coldly, turned his head away from looking at him, and even swallowed the "rebellion" that he almost blurted out.

Anyway, for such deviant people, it is unnecessary to spend more time talking.

Shui Jing turned a blind eye to his unfriendly expression, still smiling unabated, and asked abruptly, "Have you ever had soup?"

The ups and downs of the young man's chest obviously became a little bigger. He felt that the person in front of him might be seriously ill, and he didn't know what strange words he was about to say. He stared forward and said, "I don't want to hear it."

Seeing the young man pursing his lips and frowning, Shui Jing felt more and more interesting, tilted his head and spread his hands and said with a smile: "But I want to say it."

As he spoke, he walked slowly around the young man with his hands behind his back again, and said relaxedly as he walked, "As for the soup, you must have eaten it before. Since you have drunk it, you should have seen the oil slick in the soup. The big circle is next to the small circle, you squeeze me and I squeeze you, squeeze and squeeze, the small circles will merge one by one, and finally merge into the big circle..."

The young man didn't look sideways, letting Shui Jing chatter around him, passing in front of him time and time again.

He originally thought that he would be upset, but unexpectedly, the opposite happened. Amidst the lingering noise, his mood gradually calmed down.

After Shui Jing finished speaking and stood in front of him again, the boy suddenly raised his head to look at him, and said calmly, "You said you have lived in this world for more than 1000 years?"

Shui Jing was stunned for a moment, not knowing why he mentioned this, and then said with a smile: "What? Don't you believe it?"

The young man said calmly: "I didn't believe it at first, but now I believe it."

"Oh?" Shui Jing raised her eyebrows, a little surprised by his reaction, "Why?"

After asking, he realized something again, and asked suspiciously: "You don't want to say it next time, because old people are more verbose, right?"

"No," the young man shook his head bluntly, turned his head to look at the setting sun in the distance and said calmly, "Although you are noisy, I have heard and understood everything you said."

He paused, and continued without changing his face: "You want to tell me that the long-term must be united is the general trend, and the countries in the world are like oil in the soup, and cannot coexist in the world for a long time. As long as a certain country grows first, it is inevitable to annex weak countries. It must be done, even if there is no Daluan attacking Sang today, there will eventually be wars from other countries, right?"

Shui Jing smiled with satisfaction: "Not bad."

This is exactly what he meant, and using soup and oil as a metaphor is not cryptic. Judging from the wisdom shown by the young man in the hall last time, it was not surprising that he could immediately understand it.

The young man nodded, then suddenly looked at him and asked, "Who have you ever been in love with?"

The smile on Shui Jing's face froze, even though he thought he was calm, he was caught off guard by this sudden question.

This is a good talk about the general trend of the world, why did it suddenly become an investigation of love history?

However, the young man didn't intend to listen to his answer, he looked directly into his eyes and said firmly: "You never."

Without waiting for Shui Jing to react, he continued: "Because I have never been emotionally involved, I am not biased towards everything in the world. Because my heart is unbiased, I can look down and look indifferently to the disturbances of the world. Because of indifference, so The clouds are calm and the wind is light. Even if you live a thousand years and read a thousand sails, you will only think that all living beings are just passers-by. In your eyes, the world is just like a day and night. It's the general trend."

"But I'm different. I have my father, queen, and thousands of people. I love the coast of the South China Sea, and I love my homeland and the country. Any disturbance between the countries, any decision made by the emperor, will have its own consequences. It may change the fate of the Yu country. I can't stand on the sidelines like you and dismiss it lightly with a general trend."

"In your opinion, the disputes among the countries may be just a scribble in the history books of Japan, but I am in the history and cannot avoid it. So, don't tell me the big truth that the world must be united for a long time, and it must be divided for a long time. , That's your reason, not mine."

Until he finished speaking the last word, the young man still looked directly into Shui Jing's eyes, and there was a sense of determination in his clear eyes, and even a trace of undeniable majesty.

Looking at such a pair of eyes, Shui Jing lost his mind for a moment.

He has been in this world for thousands of years, and he has never stayed anywhere for a long time, nor has he had much interaction with anyone.

As the young man said, he is like a spectator off the stage, watching the performance of the actors on the stage like a dream.

The actors came and went in a hurry, leaving only a momentary silhouette in his eyes.

Maybe he will find it interesting and watch more when he encounters something exciting occasionally, but once the show is over, he will immediately return to his senses, and he has never had an aftertaste.

Sorrows and joys, love and hatred, love and hatred, weeping with joy, and heartache, he can't empathize with the joys, anger, sorrows and joys of the people in these plays, and he has never empathized with them.

No one had ever said such words to him before, and he had never thought about it carefully. It seemed harsh at first, but after thinking about it again, he found that the words were not wrong.

Shui Jing couldn't help being a little surprised, he and this young man were only acquainted on both sides, but he was able to find the key point and hit a hit from his few words, and his words were not too aggressive, and his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing. It is impossible to argue for a while.

During the short time when Shui Jing was distracted, the boy kept looking at him quietly, as if he wanted to judge from his eyes how much he said just now.

Shui Jing came back to his senses, met the young man's searching gaze, but just smiled relaxedly, and said casually: "When I came back to Yudu, I heard His Highness fighting the Confucian scholars with his own strength in the court, but I haven't seen him for several months now. , Your Highness's eloquence has improved even more."

The young man couldn't see any clues from his face, but he didn't feel disappointed, so he withdrew his gaze and said lightly: "Thank you."

Shui Jing walked a few steps with her hands behind her back, walked around to the boy's side and bowed her head, and said, "Okay, since His Highness doesn't want to listen to the truth, why don't we settle the score."

The young man froze for a moment, then raised his head to look at him in doubt, obviously not understanding what he meant.

The setting sun softly shone on the young man's side face, clearly reflecting the fine hairs on his cheeks, staring at those clear eyes, Shui Jing couldn't help but leaned a little closer, and said with a gentle smile: "Your Highness You just ruined my sheet music, but should I be compensated?"

The young man was slightly startled by his sudden approach, raised his head back to give way, lowered his eyes to avoid his sight, and said in a daze, "What score?"

Shui Jing pouted, straightened up and said, "It's the one that was cut to pieces by His Highness's sword just now."

The young man collected himself, and then recalled: "That silk cloth?"

Shui Jing nodded, pretending to be regretful and said: "Isn't it? That's the score that I wrote down completely after listening to it on the top of the tower for a long time. It's really sad that it was destroyed by His Highness's sword."

The young man was confused by his words, and said in disbelief: "Sad?"

Shui Jing raised his hand to caress his heart, nodded solemnly and said: "Yes, several days of hard work are ruined, shouldn't you be sad?"

The young man ignored his pretentiousness, recalled what he had just said, and said, "You said that the music was heard on the top of the pagoda, but the music score is "Return Time"?"

Shui Jing said: "That's right."

The young man nodded, and said calmly: "The musicians in the palace know the score by heart, I will make you silently pay you."

Shui Jing was startled, he mentioned the sheet music with the intention of bypassing the affairs of the government, and teased the young man by the way, but he never thought that he took it seriously, and suddenly became narrow-minded, shook his head and said: "That can't be done, then The piece of silk cloth is the tribute silk used by the Queen of Sang, how can it be compared with ordinary materials?"

The young man glanced at him and said, "I have the tribute silk from the Sang Kingdom, I just let the musicians sit silently on it."

Shui Jing took two steps back, so he said: "No, it's still not good. The so-called 'leave the hairpin and take it for safe use, even though the broom is small, I cherish it'. The score is written by me, and it is beyond the reach of others. Replace it."

This time, if the boy couldn't tell that he was deliberately making things difficult, he would be a little dull.

Just now the silk cloth was torn into two pieces and drifted away with the wind, now it may have already floated out of the palace wall, and landed in some remote corner, it is not easy to find it again.

The young man finally showed a trace of helplessness, and said, "Then what do you do?"

With a smile in Shui Jing's eyes, he patted the young man's shoulder with his hand down, and said: "In my opinion, it is really not easy to find the music score again, so I will not embarrass His Highness. But as compensation, His Highness promises me one thing." ?”

The boy said, "What's the matter?"

Shui Jing pursed her lips and walked back to the pillar, leaning against the pillar and hugging her chest, said, "Don't worry, Your Highness, it's not a big deal, I just hope next time..."

"Tap, tap, tap."

There was a sudden noise from the stairs, Shui Jing stopped talking and straightened up to look, the boy also looked back to the stairs behind him.

The two listened attentively for a while, and confirmed that it was indeed the sound of footsteps, Shui Jing gave a "tsk" and said with a light smile, "No one sets foot on this Wangming Pagoda on weekdays, but today it happens to be very lively."

The young man was silent for a moment, and said: "I don't know who is coming, you..."

He turned his head, and before he could ask the remaining "need to avoid", he saw that there was no one in front of him.

He turned his head and looked around, and found that he was indeed the only one left on the top floor. He was in a daze for a while, and after a long time, he pursed his lips and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good to leave, so that people don't ask, and he doesn't know how to explain his identity.

His identity?

The boy smiled wryly and shook his head, he didn't know his identity yet.

The creaking sound of the wooden ladder became more and more clear, and the visitor seemed to have reached the last corner.

The young man looked back, and waited for the man to walk up the stairs step by step until he met his eyes from the top of the stairs. The young man was stunned, and called: "Master?"

The visitor was wearing a big black robe, with a little cinnabar between his eyebrows, and a gourd hanging from his waist. He was the national teacher of Yu State, Shijiu.

Shi Jiu nodded slightly, walked up the last step, and walked slowly to the boy's side. After standing still, he first raised his eyes and looked around casually.

Seeing his actions, the young man was inexplicably guilty, raised his head and asked, "Is there something the national teacher is here for?"

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Thanks to my Treasure Angel: Destination Under Original Sin, Koi, Nutrient Solution and Overlord Ticket^▽^

The hairpin left behind can be used in the end, and the broom, although small, is still cherished. ——Lu You's "Autumn Thoughts"