Zhang Chu looked at him in surprise: "I thought you would tell me a lot about it and tell me that my idea was wrong."

Zhao Mingyang: "Just because I am a teacher?"

Zhang Chu: "Then what you did, what happened again?"

At the right time, the water on the tea stove finally opened.

Zhao Mingyang took out the tea leaves from the bottom of the desk, put them into the teacup, then lifted the iron kettle, poured the boiling water into the teacup...

Zhang Chu has never seen such a rough tea art one day.

He took his cup of tea with disgust and held it in his hand and gently blew the foam of the floating tea on the tea soup.

At this time, Zhao Mingyang spoke.

"I knew very early on that I could get the best."

The narrative tone has no meaning of showing off.

But the meaning in this sentence is more awesome than bragging about anything!

Zhang Chu lost a thumbs up to him honestly: "Awesome!"

This is really awesome.

Even though he is now a first-class master, he still thinks this is very awesome.

Zhao Mingyang looked at him: "But I waited until I was over 60 years old and was still trapped under the first grade..."

Zhang Chu looked at him in surprise: "You are sixty years old?"

If you want to change someone, you will definitely feel that you have already died of conversation this day.

Zhao Mingyang could still smile and said, "You can't tell, I will be in my seventies next year."

He was seventy years old.

But this guy looks like he is only in his early forties, and some people believe him!

Zhang Chu picked up the tea cup and drank tea to hide his speechlessness.

He always thought that the difference between him and Zhao Mingyang and the others was his age.

Unexpectedly, I was actually a generation different from Zhao Mingyang.

Zhao Mingyang continued: "But even though I was in my sixties and was still trapped under the first grade, I still firmly believe that I can be promoted to the first grade."

Zhang Chu put down the teacup and listened carefully.

"It was not until I took the position of leader of the major leagues as a springboard, crossed this barrier, and looked back, I realized that I had always been wrong before."

"If the dragon energy in Jiuzhou Jianghu pushes me, I may not be able to get a first-class rank until I die."

Zhao Mingyang turned his head with some emotion and looked at the swaying shadows of the trees outside the tea room: "Wuwei...isn't it not that he doesn't do it!"

Wuwei is Zhao Mingyang's way.

Zhang Chu suddenly realized and pointed to the open-air classroom in the yard: "Is this what you do?"

Zhao Mingyang smiled and said softly: "The nine-story platform starts from the burying soil, and a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. No matter how small it is, it can be the origin of my knowledge."

Zhang Chu gave him a thumbs up again and joked: "You don't care about this Jiuzhou Jianghu Alliance, but you are interested in having a group of Huangkouruzi here to hold every household wine. I rarely convinced people in my life.

You Zhao Mingyang, count me!"

While teasing Zhao Mingyang, he himself was also reflecting.

Zhao Mingyang has already taken another step on his "Tao".

What about myself?

Are you still standing still?

He thought in his heart and said with a smile: "Then do you need to add some seats, books, etc.? I'll order someone to send them here later."

Zhao Mingyang shook his head: "No need, I have hands and feet. If I lack a seat, I make a logging seat. If I do not have books, and if I cut bamboo, I don't have to worry about it."

After a pause, he seemed to be afraid of Zhang Chu's misinterpretation and said, "This is not a dislike to you, this is my own way..."

Zhang Chu nodded and signaled to understand: "I understand what you mean."

Zhao Mingyang: "Stop talking about me. You come here today, just come to get a cup of coarse tea?"

Zhang Chu smiled and said, "Then you look down on me too much. I'm going to have a meal with you."

"It's easy to say."

Zhao Mingyang said generously: "Wild vegetables, rice soup, bamboo shoots and bacon, as long as you, leader Zhang, have to take the chopsticks, stay here for lunch as soon as possible."

Zhang Chu thought for a while and said, "Forget it, the food you mentioned is probably not enough for me to eat alone... I am going to go into seclusion, so I want to come to you to talk to you."

Zhao Mingyang thought for a few moments and asked, "Isn't sure?"

When Zhang Chu heard this, he knew that he had guessed why he was in seclusion, and nodded and said, "It will move your whole body with one move, but the consequences will be unpredictable."

Zhao Mingyang glanced at him: "Must do it?"

Zhang Chu chuckled and said, "I have been waiting for this day for six years!"

Zhao Mingyang silently added a cup of tea to himself, took a few sips, and whispered: "What do you need your brother to do..."

Zhang Chu pointed to the direction of Taiping Pass: "If I lose, I just want my brother to protect the people of this Pass for me."

Zhao Mingyang nodded: "I'm here, Taiping Guan is here!"

When Zhang Chu heard this, he felt relieved and stood up and bowed to Zhao Mingyang: "I will serve this people, thank you brother Gao Yi."

Zhao Mingyang sat upright and received this gift from Zhang Chu.

The two chatted for a while, and seeing that it was getting late, Zhang Chu got up and said goodbye.

Zhao Mingyang did not send him away.

"Second."

When Zhang Chu walked to the door of the tea room, Zhao Mingyang suddenly called him again.

Zhang Chu turned around and saw Zhao Mingyang pointing to the tea stove in front of him and said, "Hastyness means not reaching."

Zhang Chu seemed to have some insight, smiled and bowed, turned around and went out, jumped up, and his body soared into the sky, and he could see Gouto Mountain.

At the right time, the night is still light.

Street lights have been hung in Taiping Pass, and the night market has not yet ended, and the night market is about to begin again.

After a busy day, Guan people called their friends out and found a teahouse to sit in. Two taels of bad wine mixed with wine and a plate of fennel beans can relieve the fatigue of the whole day.

The world is very hard.

When people live in it, they always have to have joy in suffering.

Zhang Chu sat down in the air, looked down at the Taiping Pass below, and chanted softly: "The peaceful and prosperous era, the peaceful and prosperous era... how can it be considered a true peaceful and prosperous era?"

The beacon of Jiuzhou has not yet been extinguished.

It is too early to think about this issue now.

But if he wants to go further in his martial arts, he must go further in his own "Tao".

At least, you have to find your own way like Zhao Mingyang, and then implement it yourself... to gain something, right?

No seeds are sown.

Could it be that the fruits and melons fell from the sky?

It’s just that the goal of a peaceful and prosperous era is really too grand.

How to put it on the ground.

I'm afraid it's a question that every emperor of all dynasties has racked his brains to answer.

And the answers given by each emperor seem to be different.

Peaceful and prosperous times, peaceful and prosperous times...

Is it a peaceful and prosperous era to have clothes, food, and a three-foot bed?

It seems to be.

It seems not...

Zhang Chu thought hard for a long time.

It was not until the night fell that the hearty laughter came from the boiling night market woke him from his meditation, and the familiar night scene made him recall some long-standing memories that he suddenly woke up.

This eternal puzzle...

It seems that a group of great men have already delivered the closest perfect answer.

"Richness, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, justice, rule of law, patriotism, dedication, integrity, and friendship..."

Zhang Chu smiled and said softly to himself, his tone gradually becoming firmer: "If this is not a peaceful and prosperous era, then there is no peaceful and prosperous era in the world!"

The thought is certain.
Chapter completed!