Seeing that he insisted on doing this, Chang Jin had to give up the idea of ​​going with Wang Qinian, turned over and jumped out of the carriage, and as soon as he stood underground, he immediately felt his feet collapsed, and heavy snow almost flooded half of his calves. Scattered snow particles were poured into his boots, feeling cold.

"Yunsheng, you really go, hurry up and go back with me." Wang Qinian poked his head out to persuade him.

"Brother Qingyuan, since you have decided to go back to the city, you'd better go back earlier. Otherwise, it would be better to go back to the city after a while." Chang Jin waved his hand and walked forward.

Looking at the tall back, Wang Qinian's face changed a few times, and finally sighed: "Lao Luo, let's go back."

"Young Master Wang, do you think Mr. Chang is a madman? It's so snowy, so you can go back. You can visit him anytime..." The coachman muttered incomprehension.

Wang Qinian didn't know how to explain to the other party, so he could only smile bitterly: "Lao Luo, you don't understand."

The snow is heavy and the wind is strong.

The trees and fields in the distance were covered with white layers. Looking up, it seemed that Yun Sheng was the only one walking alone with a sword in the vast world.

Seeing that shadow gradually fading away in the wind and snow, Wang Qinian seemed to have a sudden realization at this moment: No wonder his father kept praising Yunsheng, saying that he was brave and determined and could accomplish great things. For this reason, his father repeatedly reminded him in his ears, saying that he would date Yunsheng more.

Wang Qinian was still very disgusted with this and even felt a little jealous.

The father always praises others, and it is abnormal to be a son without any ideas. However, this does not affect Wang Qinian and Chang Jin's relationship, after all, the other party saved his life.

From the bottom of my heart, Wang Qinian did not think he was much worse than Chang Jin.

Visiting Mr. Guaiya is a trivial matter, but the two completely different attitudes in front of Fengxue completely exposed each other's personalities. They cherish their own affairs and retreat when they see danger.

Yunsheng is different. Once the goal is determined, you will continue to move forward unswervingly, even if the heavy wind and snow cannot be stopped.

This is the case with all the roads in the world.

Compared with Yun Sheng, he is like comparing sparrows and swans.

"Mr. Wang, the snow is getting heavier now, and it will be too late if you don't go back?" Seeing that Wang Qinian staring at the distance, Lao Luo asked anxiously.

"Let's go." Wang Qinian put down the curtain.

Such a passion... I can't compare to it after all.

Fortunately, there is only one person around him, otherwise he would be depressed.

Chang Jinzhen didn't know that Wang Qinian would have such a big psychological change behind him. After turning a fork, he immediately let go of his spiritual consciousness and felt that there was no one around. Only then did he stimulate the spiritual power in his body and rush forward with great strides.

Walking along the snow, after landing, I connected the points under my feet, and the white lotus suddenly grew. In the blink of an eye, it appeared several feet away again.

The snowflakes floated behind him, and the whole person was free and at ease. Unconsciously, he thought of a poem by Taizu: "Thousands of miles of ice are frozen, thousands of miles of snow are falling. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, only the vast river is surging..."

In his previous life, he was busy working hard in southern cities. Even if it snows occasionally, it was only a little shallow and melted in half an hour. In addition, it was very polluted, and many snow fell on the ground was covered with a layer of soil gray. The snow scene really made people feel uncomfortable, so naturally they were not deeply touched by a poem by Taizu. At this moment, he was in such a situation, running alone in the snow. Such a feeling of pleasure made him unable to help but let out a long roar, which shocked the wind and snow within a few feet of radius, and then it was falling.

The wind and snow were running all over the sky, and the traces were quickly buried, as if nothing had happened.

Half an hour later, an isolated inn not far ahead had appeared in front of me.

In order not to make his behavior seem shocking, Chang Jin gradually slowed down.

When he arrived at the gate of the inn, he shook the snowflakes on his body completely, and then tidied up his messy hair. He felt that there was nothing wrong with him, so Chang Jin stepped forward and knocked on the door.

After knocking several times, I never heard of anyone coming to open the door. It seemed that the snow was very strong last night, and the postmen were lazy.

Just as he was about to continue knocking on the door, he finally heard footsteps coming from the yard. The one who opened the door was not the postman guarding the place, but an old man with white hair.

Judging from his outfit, he should be a servant.

It just depends on the other person's demeanor, and it is obviously not the servant of ordinary people.

The old man opened the door and saw a scholar standing at the door. He was also a little surprised: "Scholar, what's wrong with you when you arrive at the inn?"

"Hello, my father-in-law, I am Chang Jin, a student from Mingyang Academy in Tongqu County. I heard that Mr. Guaiya stayed at this inn and came to see you." Chang Jin bowed respectfully.

"Oh, you are here to visit my husband." The old man raised his turbid eyes and looked at him a few times, his face full of surprise. It seemed that he had not expected that such a heavy storm would lead someone to visit him.

My husband had an explanation before that he was guilty and could easily cause trouble. He would not accept any other visits unless he was an acquaintance. In the other time, the old man would have sent the scholar to leave. However, the other party came here with such a heavy storm, which was full of sincerity, and he felt a little reluctant for a moment.

After pondering for a moment, he spoke again: "Mr. Chang, I'm really sorry. My husband sat upright in front of his desk and wrote articles at dawn. I really can't disturb him. You might as well wait in the pavilion for a while and wait for the husband to finish his work and report it to you.

"Okay," Chang Jin nodded.

Since we are here, we must meet each other.

This pavilion was originally used for pedestrians to cool off in summer. There were only a few pillars on all sides, which could not withstand the wind and snow at all.

Chang Jin stood in the pavilion, and for a moment, his shoulders were covered with snowflakes.

However, he didn't care at all, but released his spiritual sense to observe the luck above the post station.

I saw a house roof diagonally opposite, covered with green air, and was as straight as a pillar. Even though the sky was filled with wind and snow, it could not be tilted.

If you have such luck, but you don’t have any spiritual energy on your body, you must be the one you want to visit.

Chang Jin suddenly felt emotion: No wonder Mr. Guaiya was in the dark officialdom like a ghost for decades, but he was able to escape unscathed. It turned out that his great aura had reached such a state, and he was indeed a great scholar. From the perspective of luck alone, he was close to the Taoist ghost immortal three times. Although he could not achieve the Yin God's out of his body, his aura was pure and strict, and ordinary ghosts could not enter at all.

I believe that even if the ghosts and monsters in the secular officialdom spread rumors and cause trouble, they can survive it safely.

In fact, this time the dismissal may not be a good thing for Mr. Guaiya. Now the emperor no longer trusts him. If he continues to be an official, he may go out to suppress the rebellion, or stay in the court to deal with the frame-up of villains.

If this continues, the luck will be broken day by day and night, and one day it will be exhausted. By that time, it is unknown whether the body is dead or the clan is destroyed.

The snow became thicker, originally only about a foot, but soon approached the knee-deep.

In the blink of an eye, the old servant had been in for half an hour, but still no sound came.

If it were ordinary people, they would have left.

Chang Jin didn't want to give up halfway. Since he had already waited, he had to wait for a result. Besides, he would have such a great scholar, so what if he had to wait for a while. Anyway, with his current state, he was incompatible with the cold and heat, what was this little wind and snow?

But the old man entered the house and frowned when he saw his husband sometimes holding his pen to write. He knew that he was thinking about it at a critical moment, but he didn't dare to disturb him, but just stood beside him and waited.

After a long time, seeing that his husband finally put down his brush, the old servant then stepped forward to report: "Master, half an hour ago, a scholar came to the door to ask for a visit outside the post station, saying that he wanted to ask the master for advice. I saw that the master was busy, so I didn't dare to let him enter the house."

"Oh, this weather..." Wang Jiuyuan was slightly stunned when he heard the sound, and then asked, "Where is the person?"

"I asked him to wait in the pavilion, I don't know if he has left now." The old servant replied. He was not sure whether the scholar had left now. After all, there was such a heavy storm outside, so it took him a bit long.

"Go out and have a look. If you don't leave, please invite him into the house immediately." Wang Jiuyuan hurriedly said. He had no intention of blaming the old servant. After all, the other party was doing his own good. He knew that he didn't like being disturbed when he was thinking about things.

"Yes, yes" the old servant hurriedly pulled out and opened the door. As soon as he opened the wooden door, the cold wind outside mixed with heavy snow immediately poured in. He couldn't help but tremble, and then ran all the way to the post gate.

The old servant was still standing respectfully in the pavilion, and his head was stained with scattered snowflakes. He apologized with fear and fear: "Young Master, don't blame me, don't blame me, the villain is not well arranged, and I have asked you to wait for a long time. Now that my master has finished his work, please follow me in quickly."

"It's okay, Mr. Guaiya is a great scholar of the world. It's also a polite thing for me to wait outside the door." Chang Jin shook lightly, shook the snow on his body, and then smiled and said, "What's more, watching the snow scene here is a unique charm."

"Young Master's Passion" saw that there was no resentment on his face, and he admired him all the way to greet him and brought him into the room.

In the living room, Chang Jin finally met Wang Jiuyuan, a great scholar who had a high reputation in the Great Yan Dynasty.

He has a thin face, a raised cheekbones, long beards on his jaw, and a long gown. He looks no different from those old masters in the academy, but his body shows a kind of neutral and peaceful demeanor, but he is far from comparable to the academy master.

This is the true Confucianism!

"I went to Chang Jin to meet Mr. Guaiya"

"No gifts" Wang Jiuyuan was also secretly looking at the scholar opposite him. Seeing his eyes as lightning, his face was full of heroic spirit, which made people sigh in their hearts. It was a rare young scholar.

Although I don’t know how talented he is, I can wait in the wind and snow for half an hour without any complaints.

This behavior of respecting teachers and respecting Taoism alone makes Wang Jiuyuan value it.

The old servant quickly brought two cups of tea. Chang Jin tasted a few bites and felt warm all over.

When ordinary people see Wang Jiuyuan, a great scholar who is so popular in the world, they will definitely respond carefully, for fear that they will say a wrong sentence.

Chang Jin was not restrained, and he answered questions and questions at the beginning of his speech.

When he saw Wang Jiuyuan, he did not just come to see him, but more importantly, he respected the other party’s views on Confucianism and wanted to relieve his confusion.
Chapter completed!