A month passed in the blink of an eye. Lu Ye would not give special treatment to the marching staff. He knew that Chen Qi was the boy who peed himself when he was a child, and even took care of Chen Qi. He still had to train with him. He was suffering every day and there was no movement in the court. In winter, no one would go to war and spring was getting closer. Chen Qi would take time to fish every day and buy a pot of cold spring wine.

Chen Qi followed the river, and was relaxing and thinking about things. Zou Hui, Yang Yaozong and Huo Dong were also tactful and did not bother him. He shared the skills of Kung Fu with Han Xing, and said that the thunder in the heavy rain on the day he left Chang'an.

Chen Qi walked to the riverside and stroked the river railings. He saw a tent in the middle of the river, and an old man in the straw raincoat was sitting on the ice, fishing on the old man in a boat, a straw straw hat, and fishing alone in the snow in the cold river. Chen Qi used to love fishing, but when he saw it, he couldn't help but think of some eight-character knots and throwing rods. It seemed that Chen Qi was stepping on the ice and walked to the old man. The old man just closed the line and collected a phosphorescent fish.

Chen Qi approached him and said, "Old man, are you fishing."

The old man raised his head and continued to close the line, "Why, young people also like this tune?"

He took out the cold spring wine, jumped down and filled it with the cup in front of the old man. The old man looked at the fish basket and drank the cold spring wine. Chen Qi looked at the ice holes dug by the old man, which were smooth and even.

"The old man is fishing here every day?"

"Well, I have been fishing for more than ten years. I supply all the good fish in Jun Town. Look at the fish shop by the Dongtou River in the town. However, in the past two years, the supply has become increasingly in short supply, and there are too many people coming. It seems that the court wants to turn Lengquan into what it used to be."

"What I used to be, old man, what was the cold spring like before?"

The old man put the thread and tightened the straw raincoat. "In the past, the cold springs were quite lively, and Nanti was not as lively as the cold springs. Jingting Villa was even more lively. The Shang people were very good at doing business. I think this Liquan fish is all tributes. I want hardware to sell it to our Daqin, and I sell it on the order."

After saying that, the old man sighed, "The cold spring is not peaceful again. People are rumored that 'Seven stars gather together, purple air moves eastward, Sanjiang is cold, and the earth is overturned.' The graduates of Nanti Lihua Academy have all come to Lengquan. It seems that the old man is going to move away. Originally, Sandongjiang cannot be frozen, but this year it has frozen."

Chen Qi was a little worried. He originally wanted to have a fishing friend. It seemed that the civil servants could not live anymore. The old man looked at Chen Qi, "You are also an officer transferred from the court, right?"

Chen Qi nodded, sighed, "Is the world safe and sound? I have to fight to prevent the people from living in peace."

"War war must have a purpose, or for survival, or for obsession, and you must find a high-sounding excuse for whatever you want to do or not. Young man, are you a Legalist? Or a famous scholar?"

Chen Qi lowered his head and thought, "It's an algorithmist."

The old man looked at Chen Qi and said, "You have no internal strength, your internal energy has not been opened, and your pulse is narrow. No matter how you look at it, you are an ordinary person with relatively strong energy. Who is the master you are obedient? Fortunately, Beijing Shang has not had any offensiveness in recent years, and just wants to snatch our cold spring. If you go to the battlefield, you will die within a moment. But Shang State just think about it. Although they have the courage to fight to the death, the leadership of Shang State does not like war, which leads to failures for many years."

Chen Qi thought to himself, isn’t Leng Quan originally from the Shang Dynasty? After more than ten years, he became a member of the Qin Dynasty. He said to the old man, "I have never been a serious teacher, but I have learned by myself."

"What kind of self-study is a master? No school of learning recognizes it."

Chen Qi smiled. The old man is definitely not an ordinary person. He learns kung fu late and doesn’t complain. Anyway, kung fu is useless to him. He sat next to the old man, got a fishing rod, borrowed a hook from the old man, and started fishing. In the next month, after training every day, Chen Qi came to fish with the old man, bringing a bottle of wine every day.

After a few days, listening to Mr. Shi bragging has become one of Chen Qi's hobbies. Just like when I saw Master Li's cooking, I have to say that Mr. Shi's fish is also awesome, which makes Chen Qi full of his mouth.

One evening, the old man packed up his things, sat opposite Chen Qi, and said, "It's almost spring, and the old man will leave the cold spring in spring."

Chen Qi held the boom and said goodbye to the old man with a smile, "Thank you Mr. Shi these days, otherwise I really don't know what to do."

The old man carefully observed Chen Qi and sighed, "Forget it, the old man has drunk so much wine for you. Let's teach you something before leaving, so as not to go to the battlefield and be unable to protect himself."

Chen Qi felt a little embarrassed. It was true or false. Just watch fishing and meet a paranormal. It wouldn’t be a liar.

"Old Mr. Shi, what is your sect?"

I heard the old man say, "The old man learns everything. The pre-Qin philosophical schools were passed down to Taoism and the Buddhists divided the Hua Zen. The so-called flowers are prosperous and faded, and chess is black and white. All the schools of thought are actually the same. They want to govern people, govern the country, and strengthen themselves, and use various means to seize the creation of heaven and earth. The methods used are nothing more than the same. But what I teach you are Confucianism and Mohism, and they are in line with the methods of name and law. You are a good boy and you will have a good life. How many lifetimes of blessings can you meet me? Do you know?"

The cold springs in winter do not have warm sunshine, nor the tranquility of the tinkling spring water in the past. The wind stops and blows, and the flags of the corner tower are wet and unscathed in the wind. Old man Shi built a fish house by the river, which is very romantic. The wooden duplex building has a very Western feeling. The top floor is still open and has a shed.

The pace of spring is getting closer and closer. The valleys on both sides of the cold spring are sprinkled with green spots. The snow in the south has melted. The boundary of the cold spring is the white ice and snow world to the north. To the south, everything is revived and full of vitality. The cold spring is a veritable cold spring, which is always covered with ice and snow. Chen Qi imagined the shadow of Jingting Villa many years ago, many years ago.

Old Man Shi is the old man fishing in Sandong River. He is an old naughty boy. He has a serious personality and sometimes awkwardness. If you know too much, you will inevitably have a little disintegration. Many times you have to just live by and sometimes you are striving for excellence.

The sects here are very different from what Chen Qi knows. They chat every day when fishing and chatting, and they also have a deeper understanding of this planet. It seems that the earth is a little different from the earth they know.

Chen Qi looked at the cool water truck made by Old Man Shi. If there was a cold spring, the water truck would definitely be very comfortable. He stomped his feet and turned to the stairs and went into the inner room. He went to the stove and picked up a Liquan fish that had been well-educated and started eating. Chen Qi came to Old Man Shi's house to study every night and felt the feeling of breath. Chen Qi felt a little dazed, wondering if his body could feel the feeling of breath. "Old man, your water truck is quite advanced, are you always a carpenter?"

Old man Shi looked at Chen Qi in surprise and said, "Carpenter? I'm not qualified enough. Carpenters are much better than me. What's the water truck? It's just a broken water truck. This is not even one-tenth of the Da Shang Dynasty. The technological power is only in the hands of Da Shang and Dongshan. The Eastern Jin, Beiyan and Xiliao are all better than our Da Qin when they are friends with them."

Chen Qi said, "There are only seven countries in the five continents. Except for our Daqin, you have said five. Is our Daqin so popular?"

Old Man Shi sighed, "It was not that bad before. It has become worse since the Lengquan massacre 19 years ago by Emperor Guang."

Chen Qiqi said, "Lengquan Massacre? The Battle of Lengquan recorded in the Five Continents Chronicles? Nineteen years ago? Wasn't the battle tragic? How did it turn into a massacre?"

Old man Shi looked at Chen Qi, "The Five Continents Academics were written by Guodong Academy, so naturally they would not respect history. If you have the opportunity to read the Shanhe Academics written by Baixiaomen, you will understand. Baixiaomen is a sect in the Jianghu, which specializes in history. In fact, many of the Five Continents Academics in Guodong Academy are plagiarized, specially copied Shanhe Academics."

Chen Qi said oh, thinking that reading thousands of books is worse than traveling thousands of miles. He should walk more, read more, ask more, and find that there is far more truth in the world.

(End of this chapter)
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