"The first sentence means that Confucius said that I started learning martial arts when I was fifteen.”
"Standing at thirty means that the other party has to have thirty people to be worthy of me standing up and fighting.”
"Forty No Doubts. If the enemy had forty people, I would charge up and fight without hesitation.”
"Destiny is determined at fifty. If there were fifty enemies, I would beat them up until they thought they had met their destiny.”
"Sixty good ears. If there are sixty people who say good things in my ear, I will be able to calm down and not beat them up.”
"I can do whatever I want at 70. If 70 people surround me, I can kill as I please.”
"What about not overstepping the rules?"
"Confucius said,'My rules are rules!”
Guo Dalu suddenly understood. So that was what it meant!
He was a scholar after all, so he understood immediately.
Unlike the old gentleman in the private school, he didn't understand what he was saying even after talking for a long time.
What did he mean by knowledgeable?
This was called learning!
If he were to participate in the imperial examination, he would definitely be the top scorer in high school!
Although Guo Dalu wasn't very cultured, he admired people with knowledge.
He had been thinking hard for many years and had not even understood the article, but the other party had explained it in one sentence.
This made him admire Ye Zhengwen to the point of prostrating himself on the ground!
After that, the few of them talked and laughed along the way as they walked towards Lin 'an City.
In the evening, Ye Zhengwen tasted Guo Dalu's superb cooking.
Although this guy was a little simple-minded, he knew a lot of skills.
Storytelling, drumming, opera singing, chess, cooking, horse-rearing, carpentry, bricklaying, stonemasonry, carving, painting, playing the zither, and so on…
He was proficient in everything!
Especially his cooking skills. Even the chefs of Yellow Crane Tower might not be able to compare to him.
A few wild vegetables and a wild rabbit. He could make the taste of imperial dishes!
It had to be said that this was a magical person.
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After resting in the wilderness for a night, the three of them set off on their journey the next morning.
They finally arrived at Lin 'an City before noon.
After entering the city, the three of them officially parted ways. Guo Dalu brought the little girl to deliver the escort while Ye Zhengwen restocked his rations in the city.
Then, he prepared to find an inn to eat something and replenish his strength.
However, after visiting several inns, they were all full.
It was not easy to find an inn with only one seat left.
Ye Zhengwen ordered a few dishes and a bowl of rice. He sat at the table and took out the Geomancy Map of China from his bag to determine the route.
The world that he had transmigrated to included the Central Plains of the Divine Prefecture, the East Ocean Nation, the Fuyu Nation, the Hu Nation of the Northern Region, and the Buddhist Nation of the Western Region.
The Central Plains was vast and boundless. There were nine states and prefectures: Central State, Taihua State, Nanhua State, Donghua State, Qilin State, Azure Dragon State, Vermillion Bird State, White Tiger State, and Xuanwu State.
Currently, Ye Zhengwen was in Nanhua Province, Lin An City.
They were at least nine thousand li away from the capital.
Although the journey was long, if Ye Zhengwen rushed at full speed, he could arrive in ten days at most.
There were still three months left before the examination, but Ye Zhengwen was not in a hurry at all. He was prepared to travel around the mountains and rivers, eat and drink along the way.
By the time he reached the capital, he would have had enough fun.
"Brother, can we share a table?”
At this moment, a deep voice sounded.
Ye Zhengwen raised his head and saw a burly man with a curly beard who was eight feet tall.
This person had a burly figure, a resolute face, and bright eyes. His aura was thick and dense, faintly revealing a hint of dominance and majesty.
What a strong and fierce man!
Ye Zhengwen had a good impression of this person. He nodded and said,"Of course. Please, brother."
"Thank you." The burly man cupped his hands.
Then, he sat down in front of Ye Zhengwen and said,""Second Brother, give me three catties of high-quality broomcorn and five catties of beef.”
"Also, put the money for this brother's vegetables on my tab.”
This person was forthright and generous, which made Ye Zhengwen have a good impression of him. Seeing that his aura was different from others and that he had a heroic spirit, he said,"Thank you, brother."
"I am a scholar, Ye Zhengwen. May I ask your name?”
"I'm Qiao Feng." The burly man cupped his hands.”
"Oh?"
"So it's Sect Leader Qiao of Beggar's Sect. When I was studying in Jixia, I often heard the names of North Qiao Peak and South Murong Peak.”
"I didn't expect to see you in person today.”
Qiao Feng laughed loudly." Hahahahahaha, I'm just a martial arts fanatic. I only know how to fight and drink. A mere reputation is not worth mentioning."”
At this moment, the waiter served the dishes and wine and placed them on the table.
Qiao Feng glanced at Ye Zhengwen and said with a smile,"It's said that scholarly students are timid and weak, so they shouldn't drink alcohol.”
"However, it is fate that we are sitting at the same table today. How about Mister Ye accompany this Qiao for a drink?”
The scholarly students were indeed devoted to reading the books of sages.
If one did not work hard, one would not be able to distinguish between five grains. Other than reading, one would not be able to do anything well.
However, Ye Zhengwen was an exception. He laughed and said,""It's rare for Brother Qiao to think so highly of me, so I'll risk my life to accompany you.”
"However, I'm afraid this cup is not enough.”
"Oh?"
Qiao Feng was slightly stunned, then he immediately filled Ye Zhengwen's wine bowl.
"Fuck!"
"Fuck!"
The two of them drank the wine in one gulp, and the wine bowl was empty.
Qiao Feng laughed.”
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