As Zhao Ran and Yu Zhiyuan were chatting passionately, the fire worker brought up a bowl of pointed white rice, a plate of scallion eggs, a bowl of vegetable soup, and a plate of fried chili peppers that were bright red.

Zhao Ran couldn't help but burst into tears. This was the first time he had eaten white rice since crossing over! He wolfed down all the food, and if it weren't for his image, he would have licked up all the oil star foam on his plate!

After finishing his meal, Zhao Ran, who was still unsatisfied, was dragged away by Yu Zhiyuan. Yu Zhiyuan impatiently took Zhao Ran to his own house and showed him some of his proud works handwritten on the table for him to evaluate.

Zhao Ran's witty remarks were accompanied by many brilliant lines from later books praising good calligraphy, which made Yu Zhiyuan's heart blossom with admiration. Yu Zhiyuan asked Zhao Ran to write and personally ground it for him.

Zhao Ran humbly said a few words, then no longer declined. After a moment of contemplation, he wrote four large characters in cursive script, "Qu Shui Liu Shang".

After finishing writing, I saw Zhiyuan frowning and pondering hard, with a strange expression on his face.

Zhao Ran said, "The young man made a fool of himself and defiled the Taoist priest's eyes. Taoist priest, don't blame him

Yu Zhiyuan's eyes were always fixed on the four big characters, shaking his head and murmuring, "No, no, it's strange... this character... sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, but it's also rigorous and neat, flat and sharp, it's really puzzling

Zhao Ran wrote the famous Qigong style in later generations, which is completely different from traditional calligraphy that emphasizes the importance of the Nine Palaces. No wonder Yu Zhiyuan couldn't understand it. Zhao Ran didn't explain either. This was a trick he used to satisfy Zhiyuan's appetite and couldn't be easily exposed. He just asked if it was already late and if he could arrange a night's rest.

Yu Zhiyuan suddenly remembered this and quickly rested his thoughts on calligraphy, taking Zhao Ran to the guest hall to arrange a rest.

The reception hall of Wujiyuan is divided into two parts. Yunshui Hall receives the exterior Taoist priests who hang orders for accommodation, while Shifang Hall receives the overnight believers and laypeople. Zhao Ran stayed in the Ten Square Hall that night.

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Backyard Jiazi Residence, central hall, with bright candlelight.

Zhong Tenghong held a cup of clear tea in his hand and carefully placed it on the table. He then turned behind the old Taoist leaning diagonally on the Celestial Master's chair, lightly striking his shoulders with his fists, gradually moving to his back and lower back, and then turning back upwards. Repeatedly and endlessly.

The old Taoist squinted his eyes and enjoyed a moment. He gently waved his hand, and Zhong Tenghong stopped. The old Taoist picked up the tea cup and took a gentle sip, then drank it all in one go. He said contentedly, "These delicate flowers and leaves are extremely good

Zhong Tenghong waited for the old Taoist to put down the tea cup and then began to lightly pound it, saying as he pounded, "Abbot, this was specially sent by Governor Zhou. It arrived today and weighs three pounds in total

The abbot chuckled and said, "This thing is extremely rare. Lord Zhou weighs three pounds in one go, so he looks up to me as an old Taoist... Hmm, my left shoulder blade is slightly heavier

Zhong Tenghong changed his strength, pounded the left shoulder of the abbot, and said, "The Right Councillor of the Governor General's Office will retire at the end of the year, and the Zhou Prefect wants to take it to the next level

The abbot shook his head and said, "Where is it that easy? Is there anyone in the court

Zhong Tenghong explained, "The officials of the Ministry of Personnel and the Zhou Prefect have a friendly relationship with each other, and they are also in the same year of science and industry. However, as a provincial counselor, their weight is different after all

The abbot said, "Even so, Lord Zhou should have gone to seek help from the Xuanyuan Temple. At worst, he should have looked for the way to the West Zhenwu Palace, but he didn't come to me. What's the point of being implicated in the Wuji Temple

Zhong Tenghong complimented, "So Lord Zhou is a reasonable person. What he is asking for is not the Wuji Court, but the abbot you. The Wuji Court cannot help him, but you are different. One sentence from you is better than ten sentences from others

The abbot smiled behind his finger and said, "You're the only one who can speak! To be honest, did you handle this matter