Chapter 420

The most beautiful season in mountain area is summer and autumn, with beautiful scenery and green. All the way out from Zhang Hai, the scenery is different. The mountain breeze is refreshing and refreshing. Guan Shanyue is in a better mood.

Walking south along the foot of Taihang Mountain, there are lots of jujube trees on the roadside. They are green, yellow, purple and red. They are very attractive. Some small place names along the way make Guan Shanyue an eye opener. Zoumayi, daomaguan, yanwoqiao, Huoyanshan, changchengling and so on are all famous, which makes Guan Shanyue laugh.

I drove over a ridge and came to a cave. Guan Shanyue was in a hurry to urinate. Seeing the quietness around, he pulled over to the side of the road. As a valuable entrepreneur and a new generation of "Taijiquan king", Guan Shanyue was embarrassed to urinate everywhere. She walked more than ten meters on the hillside and solved the problem freely behind a big tree. Tie your belt and look back, but you can see that this is the place with a square of hundreds of meters. A path twists and turns to the bottom of the valley. There is a temple at the bottom of the valley. The door is surrounded by a bamboo fence. The osmanthus fragrance in front of the temple, and the jujube trees are all over the slope behind the temple.

Guan Shanyue can't help but stop to watch. He can't help but wonder: what a geomantic treasure land! This place is quieter than Zhong Nanshan. It's a good place for self-cultivation!

After watching Guan Shanyue for a while, she was about to go back. Suddenly, a breeze came, and a delicious wine fragrance floated with the wind. Guan Shanyue has drunk a lot of famous wines, but he has never felt as thick and strong as today, with a long aroma and lasting freshness. Although Guan Shanyue can drink, he is not addicted to alcohol. This time, he is deeply attracted. Looking at the temple in the distance, I thought that it should be my own bar in this valley? If you can buy some of this fragrant wine, it's a blessing to have a drink. I can't help walking to the temple.

When we got to the front of the temple, the firewood gate was half open. Through the gate, we saw an old man in green clothes, pale and old, with red hair, sitting in the middle of the courtyard drinking. Guan Shanyue was about to say hello when the old man suddenly chanted: "I'm Shanshui Lang, the capital of the Qing Dynasty. I'm a god of sharing and being careless. Once approved to the rain wind coupons, tired on the cloud to borrow the chapter. Thousands of poems and thousands of wine cups, how many times did you look at Hou Wang? When you go to Luoyang, you will be drunk and return to the golden palace. "

This is Zhu Dunru's Zhegu Tian Xi Du Zuo in the Song Dynasty. Guan Shanyue always thinks that this is the most crazy poem in the world, which is beyond the reach of Li Bai, Xin Qiji and Su Shi, who are famous for their boldness. This poem is clear and graceful, natural and fluent. It says that he indulges in the landscape, is bold and uninhibited, is open and forthright, and is full of love for nature and contempt for the secular world. He refused to be an official, saying that "the nature of the milu deer is leisurely and broad-minded, and the title and salary are not what he wanted.".

Most of the ancient literati were noble, and Li Baiyun said, "an Neng is a powerful man, which makes me unhappy." It's just that we can't be "powerful", not that we don't want to be powerful, which is related to "how many times have we looked at the Marquis king?" It can't be compared. Guan Shanyue feels that she can't do it. Although she doesn't want to be an official, how can she isolate her career development? Unless, like him, "the nature of the elk is free and unrestrained.".

But what does he mean by chanting the word to himself? After a little meditation, I can understand his meaning. First, he may show that he is a wild and unrestrained person, and if he has other ideas, he should not associate with himself. Second, he has the meaning of "talking and laughing with great scholars, but communicating with no white men". If he doesn't drag a word or two, he will certainly despise and disdain to communicate with himself?

What is most comparable to this poem is Du Fu's praise of Li Bai's well-known and well-known saying that "the son of heaven calls himself an immortal in wine because he can't get on the boat.". But when he thought about it again, although the context of the sentence was similar, the word "minister" in the poem fell out of favor, so he said, "you are working at sunrise, resting at sunrise, digging a well and drinking, farming and eating. What is Dili to me? " Really free and easy

The key to this poem is the last sentence: "what does the heavenly king Laozi have to do with me?" The old man looked up at Guan Shanyue, pointed to the stone bench on the opposite side and said, "sit down!" Guan Shanyue said thank you and sat down. "The old man said:" small friendly interest ah Guan Shanyue said with a smile: "I am attracted by your wine."

The old man had a good time: "so you are a fellow? Come and have a drink Then he took out a wine glass and served it to Guan Shanyue.

Guan Shanyue said thank you, took a taste, and immediately went down his throat like a fire, which was so high! No matter how carefully you taste it, it's not as spicy as the ordinary high-grade wine. Instead, it's mellow, long and fragrant. Guan Shanyue praised it: "good wine! It has both fruit and sweet scented osmanthus fragrance. It's pure, thick and elegant. You've been cellaring for many years

The old man said with a smile, "not bad! I can't say without ten. My wine has grains, jujubes and Osmanthus fragrans. What I drink is stored in cellar for more than 20 years. "

After hearing this, Guan Shanyue was even more excited. When he came, he wanted to buy some wine, but when he saw him like this, he couldn't say the word "buy". He said, "I've drunk a lot of wine, and I've never drunk such fragrant and pure wine before. The wine bug was hooked up. I don't know how I can exchange some wine for you? "

The old man saw that Guan Shanyue's eyes were not bright, but he was faintly warm and crystal clear. It was obvious that his family Kung Fu had reached its peak. He couldn't help but like it. He said, "it's easy to drink my wine. Look at the stone plate. The wine is in the cellar below. As long as you can open the stone plate, you can drink it freely."When Guan Shanyue came in, he found the big disk about two meters long. He thought it was for the old man to rest on it. Then he knew it was the entrance to the cellar. It's hard to figure out that the disc is hundreds of Jin. Guan Shanyue said with a smile, "then I'm not polite!"

Guan Shanyue took a horse step and was slightly lucky. She lifted the slate with a light drink. Seeing this, the old man raised his foot and stepped on the stone slab. Guan Shanyue suddenly felt as if there was a heavy weight on the stone slab. He couldn't support it and was forced to put it down.

The old man is testing his skill. Guan Shanyue didn't dare to rush to work with him. His heart moved and he clapped his hand on the stone plate. The old man's legs bounced up, slightly surprised, said with a smile: "yes, a little bit of small skills, you are monkey's Apprentice?"

He said this to prove that he had not seen his hand in his eyes, and Guan Shanyue didn't know who Monkey Sun he said was. He respectfully said, "my master is sun Zhengyi." The old man's eyes flashed and drank: "eat me!" Guan Shanyue felt that this palm was as powerful as Mount Tai, so she had to make every effort to meet it.

Just listen to the "bang", Guan Shanyue stepped back a few steps, turned his body, made a heavy fall, and then stopped his feet. I felt like I was hit by a hammer. I almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood.

The old man didn't wait for Guan Shanyue to mix up his breath and drink: "not bad! Give me another slap. " Guan Shanyue didn't dare to fight with him again and dodged. Guan Shanyue shows his lightness skill, but he can't get rid of his attack. He only uses Taijiquan to fight with him.

The old man's fists are straight and straight, and there is no move to speak of. It seems that every fist and palm is light, but it is like thunder that makes Guan Shanyue Parry frequently. Guan Shanyue held her breath and gave full play to the essence of Taijiquan.

Guan Shanyue is a little confused. He has nothing to do with the old man, but he seems to want to kill himself. After fighting for a while, I feel that the old man's fists are getting heavier and faster, but my legs are weak and I can't support him. Is it possible that my life will be explained here today?

Looking at the old man's hand again, Guan Shanyue cheered up and gave a big drink. The old man was stunned. Did he want an egg to hit a stone? Like a flash of fire, Guan Shanyue suddenly changed her palms into fingers, which could point on his Laogong acupoint. Guan Shanyue tried his best, and the old man was numb and unable to move. Guan Shanyue took the opportunity to take a vertical, out of his attack circle, looking at the old man.

Guan Shanyue unexpectedly points his acupoints, but a hermit should not be a villain, right? So he didn't take advantage of the opportunity to attack. He just hid to prevent him from attacking again. The old man was stunned for a moment and laughed: "not bad! It's a bit of a road trip! I haven't met anyone who can make me shriveled. Let's do it again! " How dare Guan Shanyue compete with him? If he had any defense, it would be even more difficult for him to sneak attack again. He waved his hand and said, "this is a small skill of carving insects. It's far worse than you. My life matters. I won't compete with you."

The old man's eyes glared: "what kind of hero is timid and afraid of death?" Guan Shanyue said with a smile: "I don't want to be a hero, I just want to live well." The old man said angrily, "are you all so slippery in Taiji? Can you have some backbone? "

It seems that the old man has a deep connection with Taijiquan, but he has been competing with others for a long time and doesn't know any martial arts routines. What's the difference? Looking for abuse, Guan Shanyue didn't like it and said, "if you are an expert in the world, don't have the same opinion as me."

The old man ate shriveled, Guan Shanyue did not compete with him, angrily sat down and poured a mouthful of wine, asked: "according to the routine of Taijiquan, your internal power should not be so deep, I think you're talking about sun Zhengyi, tell me?" Seeing that he had no malice, Guan Shanyue was relieved and then sat down and said, "you are a man of God. You can't hide anything from me." Flatterer: "old and young eyes!" Guan Shanyue said: "I learned the fetal rest skill!"

The old man was stunned: "do you really have fetal rest? Isn't that bullshit? " Guan Shanyue is so proud. Is it as strong as you don't know fetal rest? Little master, I still have some skills. I said with a smile, "it's true!"