#310 - Man can conquer nature

Meeting Wang Qian in Fengyuan was a small coincidence. After a drinking session, the latter took people to the Western Desert Gobi to pick up Old Zhangtou and Agou the next day.

Wei Changtian, on the other hand, continued to stay in his room all day, studying "Yan Luo".

Currently, most of the children under the age of six in Fengyuan City have been evacuated outside the city, leaving only a few hundred people concentrated near the Princess's Mansion, as bait to lure the demons out.

Of course, it is undoubtedly difficult to complete this task in a city with this population level, and there will always be some "fish that slip through the net".

Some people even deliberately hide their children, unwilling to send them to this "centralized shelter".

The reason for this may be distrust of the Watchmen, or other ideas.

However, these people are ultimately in the minority, and with the Watchmen's tough methods, it should not be long before the first step of the "Slaying Yan Luo" plan is completed.

"Young Master, Lord Ye Guangyi is here and wants to see you."

Suddenly, a servant knocked on the door to report.

"Okay, I understand."

An image of an old man with white hair and a white beard appeared in his mind. Wei Changtian got up and tidied his clothes, and soon met Ye Guangyi with the servant.

"Hahaha, Young Master Wei."

As a Grand Secretary of the Grand Secretariat, a proper first-rank official, Ye Guangyi did not put on any official airs. He was admiring the flowers in the courtyard at this time, and when he saw Wei Changtian coming out to greet him, he laughed heartily: "The old man is taking the liberty of asking to see you, I hope I'm not delaying your business?"

"Lord Ye is joking, what important business could I have?"

Wei Changtian walked closer and bowed his hands in salute: "My Lord, shall we talk inside?"

"Good, I brought some good tea."

Ye Guangyi took a small wooden box from the servant accompanying him: "It's just right for you to taste."

"Lord, you are too polite, but I don't understand tea. Good tea or bad tea tastes the same to me."

Wei Changtian joked: "It would be a waste to let me drink this tea."

"Hahahaha, Young Master Wei is indeed humorous."

"…"

Take sweet spring water, boil it to eighty percent, rinse the tea twice, and only the third brew can be drunk.

Looking at the light green and translucent tea in the cup, and listening to Ye Guangyi's incessant explanation of how precious this tea called "Ri Zhu Xue Ya" is, Wei Changtian picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and immediately felt bitterness in his mouth.

Sure enough, he was only suitable for drinking wine or cola.

"Lord Ye, this tea is too bitter."

Smacking his lips, Wei Changtian put down the tea cup and said casually.

Ye Guangyi smiled without saying a word, just looking at Wei Changtian, until the latter began to feel a sweet aftertaste in his mouth.

A faint sweetness lingered on the tip of his tongue, followed by the faint fragrance of ancient trees.

Bitter at first, sweet in the middle, and mellow at the end.

The layers are so distinct, indicating that this tea is indeed top-notch.

"Young Master Wei, it's not bitter now, is it?"

Ye Guangyi also took a sip of tea, with a look of enjoyment on his face: "A small cup of tea can taste three flavors, just like the world, there is bitterness and sweetness, love and hate."

"…"

You can even talk about the state of the world when drinking tea.

Do you cultural people have to talk about things on such a high level?

Shaking his head, Wei Changtian did not immediately respond, and waited for Ye Guangyi to indulge himself for a while before asking straight to the point:

"Lord Ye, I wonder if you have anything to tell me today?"

"Hahaha, actually, there is nothing important."

Ye Guangyi laughed, but his expression gradually became serious: "It's just that I don't understand the meaning of a poem, and I want to ask you for some advice."

A Grand Secretary who is well-read in poetry is asking himself for advice on poetry, it is obvious that Ye Guangyi is blinded by Wei Changtian's "poetic talent".

However, Wei Changtian himself is very self-aware.

"Lord Ye, let's forget about this, I really don't understand poetry very well."

Considering Ye Guangyi's status, Wei Changtian did not say "I can't write poetry", but changed to a euphemistic way to muddle through.

But the former did not intend to give up.

"Exactly!"

Ye Guangyi nodded quickly, stroking his palms with some excitement: "Life after life is endless, the river moon is similar year after year. The old man thinks this sentence is the most outstanding part of the whole poem, but I don't understand its meaning very well."

"This sentence…"

Your old man's reading comprehension ability is not good, what's so difficult to understand about this sentence.

Wei Changtian suddenly became confident, and replied calmly with the demeanor of a "master":

"Life after life is endless, and the moon on the river is the same year after year."

"Lord Ye, I wonder where you don't understand?"

"It's this 'also the same'!"

Ye Guangyi suddenly became short of breath for some reason: "Since ancient times, it has been said that our life is short, and the heaven and earth are endless. Why does the young master say that people are endless and the moon is similar?"

"Young Master Wei, do you think that we human beings can live as long as heaven and earth?"

"Uh…"

Looking at Ye Guangyi's face full of doubts and incomprehension, Wei Changtian took a long time to barely understand what he meant.

To put it bluntly, it is that Zhang Ruoxu's poem did not reflect mankind's awe of nature, but placed the two on an equal footing.

Your moon can be endless, heaven and earth can be endless, then I human can also be endless.

Wei Changtian didn't think there was anything wrong with this kind of values. After all, in his previous life, human technology had developed to the point where it was about to subvert nature, and most people would no longer "revere nature".

It's just that this kind of thinking is obviously too advanced for the people of this world, so Ye Guangyi is behaving like this now.

"…"

He understood what Ye Guangyi was asking, but Wei Changtian, as a science student, did not have the ability to explain this kind of philosophical issue to the former.

He was silent for a long time, and finally decided to deal with it casually and end this topic as soon as possible.

"Lord Ye, the strength of the people surpasses the heavens."

"Boom!"

The four unheard-of words exploded in Ye Guangyi's ears like a thunderclap.

His mouth opened wide in an instant, his expression extremely shocked.

However, before he could recover, he heard Wei Changtian say again.

"Or rather, man will conquer nature."

"He really said that?"

In the Dafeng Imperial Palace, Li Qi looked at Ye Guangyi in front of him, and the pen for reviewing the memorials paused.

"Yes."

Ye Guangyi replied in a deep voice: "The strength of the people surpasses the heavens, man will conquer nature, Young Master Wei only answered these eight words."

"…"

There was a brief silence in the hall, until Li Qi slowly put down the pen.

"Prepare yourself, I will enter the Ancestral Mountain tonight."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Ye Guangyi's eyes widened suddenly when he heard this, and his pupils shrank sharply: "Have you decided?!"

"Yes."

Li Qi nodded, took a light breath, and his expression seemed to be a little gratified.

"It's him."