This kind of performance is because his mind is quite deep and well hidden by him.

But when it comes to real reception, this unnatural inferiority complex is inadvertently reflected.

He is very eager to hang out with Ji Kang, Ruan Ji and others and enjoy the taste of a truly sought after famous scholar.

But because of his low self-esteem for his physical appearance and identity, he only dared to secretly throw his articles into Ji Kang's home for comment.

But Ji Kang, who is lonely and arrogant, is very talkative when he indulges in singing and drinking with his other friends.

But for those unfamiliar people like Zhong Hui who try to borrow his fame, it is simply the performance of patients with deep tongue poisoning.

Naturally, Ji Kang made his own mockery of Zhong Hui's behavior, and planned to let Zhong Hui automatically retreat three feet after seeing himself.

But I can't stand this man. He has an eager heart for celebrities.

He also wants to practice this set of boxing skills taught by the so-called immortal.

However, these people at the foot of the mountain are of such status. Even after he is in a high position and power, he can't be forced.

What else can he do?

Eh? Persecution, yes, if you can't persecute the people at the foot of the mountain, what about the people on the mountain?

On this day, the Lord of the temple created such a great reputation. At this time, he also knows how to close mountains and lock roads when things are rare.

What do you want? It goes without saying.

Zhong Hui, who thought he had found the central point, retreated to the rear of the Imperial Hall with a happy look of complacency after he thought he understood.

That is where the office of general Sima Zhao is located.

This state of Wei exists in name only... Where the real power figures linger.

For the ambitious Sima Zhao, what can attract his attention more than immortality?

After all, for him over 50, it takes time to replace the state of Wei and unify the Shu and Han Dynasties.

Sure enough, the bell will come to Sima Zhao and tell him what he has heard and seen in the market recently.

Sima Zhao, who was sitting at the top, actually smiled.

"Ha ha, Shiji, are you willing to let go of the near and seek the far?"

"Let me go to the deep mountains through mountains and rivers. Wouldn't it be easier for me to invite Ruan Ji, Ji Kang and others to come and teach me?"

"What's more, among the seven people, there are no people like Wang Rong who serve in the court. You can be regarded as their colleagues. If they want to practice and speak a word or two, they won't refuse to come?"

Hearing such a bell meeting, his heart was happy, but he said half the same on his face: "I'm afraid the general doesn't know."

"Ji Kang, the characters of Ruan Ji and others, like the bright moon, are high above the rest. They ignore them."

"Such famous people don't want high officials and high salaries, wealth and glory. They like to indulge in the mountains and rivers and indulge in the piano music of refined classics."

"I'm afraid it's the identity of a senior general. Please don't move. These people come specially to answer your questions and solve your doubts for you, general."

No desire, no desire.

He is a hermit and doesn't want to be an official.

"Ouch? What else? The internal affairs are so busy that we can't pay attention to the external affairs for a long time."

"I just vaguely heard people mention this man's great reputation. Do you know that these people really have the ability to match their reputation?"

"This..." Zhong Hui hesitated for a moment, but he didn't dare to hide in this regard, because their reputation was so big that they would be exposed if they told lies.

Therefore, the bell meeting, which turned an idea, reported it truthfully.

"General, nature is the best knowledge. Not only that, everyone has his own strengths. Some are good at music, some are good at calligraphy, some are good at strategy, and naturally everyone has great talents."

"People who can't compete with them have been automatically excluded from the circle. Do you think they have little ability?"

Sima Zhao, who heard this, looked happy. Now it is a critical moment for him to break his wrist with the people of the Caowei group. Wouldn't it be wonderful to bring these people under his own banner?

Sima Zhao, who made a decision in an instant, nodded towards Zhong Hui and gave him a positive answer: "Shiji, go back and listen to my good news. It's only a few days. I'll first observe Wang Rong who works in the dynasty."

"If I really act with restraint and have a clear mind, I will naturally find an opportunity to find someone to go and solicit some."

"But after a few days of observation, it can be concluded that they are people with too much reputation. I advise you not to follow the current customs and pursue the reputation of the so-called celebrities."

"You must know that the evaluation in this world is the most hypocritical thing. After a hundred years, it is a cup of loess, and no one can escape."

"Eagles and ants are all ordinary. We only need to do well in front of us and live a good life, so that we can have a good time in this prosperous world."

Of course, ambition can be realized together... That's the best.

At that time, what celebrities and celebrities, what such a great reputation.

What is it?

Power is in my hand. I am what I say.

Similarly, if you get the bell meeting you want, you will naturally check the head again. If general Sima can get through these people, he will not need to play the second step of chess.

……

Gu Zheng, who was "closed" in the mountains, naturally did not know that the danger was approaching him.

Recently, he is frantically studying the classics on refining pills taken by his master and martial uncles.

Because he found an interesting phenomenon.

The alchemists of this period were the natural soil for Chinese budding chemists.

Their original intention was to refine pills that could be practiced, but they refined all kinds of interesting things that they couldn't believe in through repeated failed attempts.

For example, the birth of gunpowder, the use of saltpeter, and the cold extraction, extraction and tempering of various minerals are all made by this group of tireless outsiders.

However, Gu Zheng touched his chin, looked at the blue-green flame burning in the huge pit he had dug out, and smacked his mouth.

The gunpowder was proportioned by him according to the records in master's books.

This is a foreshadowing step before master's Alchemy. The five stones that need to be added can be burned and refined with this flame before the next alchemy step can be carried out.

Such a cold burning method is called Fu, and the thing used to form a flame is the gunpowder Gu Zheng saw in later generations.

As far as he knows, the gunpowder with clear records of these four great inventions was used and recorded in the Tang Dynasty.

Unexpectedly, in the circle of alchemists, it already existed in the spring and autumn and Warring States periods, which originated earlier.

Because the alchemists and Taoists in this circle believe that this artificial flame combustion supporting agent is a useless waste medicine, which can only be used to repel insects on the skin. If you are not careful, you can also crack people's skin and flesh, which has no great effect.

Therefore, they discarded it as a failed product of alchemy, and did not pay any attention to it.

But for Gu Zheng, who has always known the power of this big killer, this is a rare good thing for him to show miracles and protect his life.

Gu Zheng, who made up his mind, said to do it. Thanks to the skillful hands of Master Sun of the Song Dynasty, who taught him the technology of gunpowder sealing and the steps of making bamboo into corresponding carriers, Gu Zheng felt the meaning of knowledge is power for the first time.

Although the client of this world has no power of cheating and the qualification of cultivating immortals, don't we still have Gu Zheng's flexible brain?

Let's welcome the brilliant spring with beautiful fireworks in this gorgeous winter.

……

Since he made gunpowder, Gu Zheng is full of energy here. While he spent one tenth of his whole day refining pills, the remaining four tenths have all refined his killer mace in the world.

Because of interest, when he is interested occasionally, he will take some waste bamboo and carve it into quaint little animals. He will block a little gunpowder. In this dark night, in this open courtyard, it is so gorgeous that one person, one chicken and one dog, watching the large and small fireworks burning.

Unfortunately, Gu Zheng can no longer continue his life of leisure and entertainment.