i have a sword fairy

Over the years, those people from all walks of life who have come to beg for wine, near or far, have brought the big or small news about the Jixia Academy of the Jiang Dynasty in Tunanzhou, which can most easily make him amazed It's been a while.

It's just that the metaphysical things debated by the schools of thought that I have heard in the past are either too empty or too lofty, or they are old wine in new bottles that have been around for a long time.

Now, however, the strange paradox that Zhao Rong brought out in an ordinary way is actually by his side, and he has never discovered it before, but thinking about it now, it is terribly frightening to think about it.

The more the shopkeeper thought about it, the more surprised he became.

It's definitely not that he is ignorant or that his thinking has missed a certain link, but that the more he thinks about this scene, the more it goes against his long-standing worldview.

Zhao Xifu suddenly said: "No, the speed is absolutely different, a chestnut must be faster than a bamboo horse!"

Zhao Rong nodded, smiled and said ironically:

"That's right, not only is a chestnut faster than a bamboo horse, but many swords are faster than a bamboo horse, but it's also strange that they can only follow behind a bamboo horse and never catch up. So...the fastest sword in the world, Are there swords that can't catch up? The word 'fastest' for them is a bit embarrassing."

He sighed regretfully, glanced at the shopkeeper, turned his head and winked at him and said, "So, which sword does the shopkeeper think is better for the word "fastest?"

Zhao Xifu was silent.

Zhao Rong smiled, and didn't intend to make things difficult for others anymore, after all, this could be regarded as some kind of golden finger for him.

This paradox is a famous paradox proposed by a Western sage in the previous life, called 'Achilles can't catch up with the tortoise', but tonight, it was replaced by a chestnut and a bamboo horse by Zhao Rong, and it was brought up in a wicked way.

This paradox involves something metaphysical, that is, time and space.

If we want to study and solve it in detail, we must reveal the most fundamental appearance of time and space, as well as their essential laws of operation, blah blah blah...

However, these, after previous lives, the conclusions of those ancient philosophers, have become the worldviews that people in previous lives took for granted.

Standing on the shoulders of giants, Zhao Rong can solve this paradox in many ways.

It's just that, in this world, this paradox is raised for the first time... Well, Zhao Rong doesn't know if the predecessors of Xuanhuang Realm or the scholars of Jixia Academy have noticed similar problems.

But about the most essential appearance of time and space, they absolutely know very little. After all, the most similar description and explanation in the mouths of thousands of monks in the Xuanhuang cultivation world about "time" is nothing more than "the long river of time". Character.

The knowledge of it is superficial and exposed.

As for what the 'water' in this river is, whether the 'water' is continuous or discontinuous... I don't know.

The same is true for Liangui.

And right now, the reaction and expression of shopkeeper Zhao, who seems to be not simple and has a very loud tone, proves this point even more.

Zhao Rong shook his head.

At this moment, he glanced at the shopkeeper who was lost in thought, and tentatively picked up the pitch-black jug.

Seeing that the latter did not stop him, Zhao Rong happily poured a glass for everyone at the table.

Starting from Zhu Yourong, continue counterclockwise and hand them in front of them.

The two friends have it, Xiaoxiao has it, Qianer has it, and Qing Jun has it.

It's just that after pouring wine for Qing Jun, he shook the jug and found it was empty.

There were ten people at the table, a total of nine glasses, only Zhao Rong's who was pouring the wine was missing.

Under the eyes of everyone, he put down the empty jug as if nothing had happened, and greeted everyone to drink with a smile.

In the next second, Zhao Lingfei, Su Xiaoxiao, Zhu Yourong, Li Xueyou and Zhao Qian'er at the table raised their hands almost simultaneously.

It seems to want to... move the wine glass?

Afterwards, the female movements stopped at the same time.

"..."

"..."

After being quiet for a while, Concubine Zhao Ling turned her head, her eyes swept around them, and she pursed her lips, "Mr. Zhu, little girl, Miss Li, this glass of wine is my husband's wish. Just give him this cup, drink your own."

Facing the autumn-eyed woman with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

Zhu Yourong immediately withdrew her hand, her eyes drooped slightly, she looked at the wine glass, nodded slightly, then smiled politely, raised her head without hesitation in the next second, and drank the Bingniang wine in one gulp.

Su Xiaoxiao said "ohhh" twice, covered the wine glass with both hands, and followed Mr. Zhu's example, drank the wine.

"Thank you... Thank you." The little fox demon glanced at Zhao Rong.

Li Xueyou blushed in response, looking at the wine glass that Zhao Rong handed her with complicated eyes, but didn't drink it right away, as if hesitating for something...

Concubine Zhao Ling pushed her Bingniang wine to Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong shook his head.

Concubine Zhao Ling also shook her head, with a stubborn expression on her face.

Zhao Rong wanted to evade, but Concubine Zhao Ling said first: "I am determined to climb the peak of swordsmanship step by step. I will not drink this cup of beauty wine."

Yu Huaijin, who was writing, drawing, and frowning on the table, paused for a while, and she took a look at this top talent in the Taiqing Xiaoyao Mansion.

This sentence has many meanings.

Bingniang wine can preserve the face, and if a monk rides Juechen's broken mirror in a relatively short period of time, his lifespan will increase and his appearance will almost remain unchanged.

And when it breaks through a very high level, it will be able to keep its face forever.

So the kendo peak that Concubine Zhao Ling wants to climb is at least higher than this 'very high' realm, and this 'very high' realm is much higher than Mr. Zhu's current realm...

Zhao Rong was taken aback when he heard the words, and heard the sharpness implied in her soft tone.

He felt happy for no reason, no longer gave in, and drank the Bingniang wine.

Everyone also drank one after another, and the atmosphere was lively.

Zhao Rong put down his wine glass, at this moment Zhu Yourong frowned and said:

"Ziyu, why is this so?"

Obviously, she is worthy of the paradox that Zhao Rong just raised.

Yu Huaijin also nodded, and followed the teacher, looking at Zhao Rong seriously.

Zhu Yourong continued:

"Ziyu, we all know that if Yili is really allowed to compete with the bamboo horse, Yili will definitely catch up with the bamboo horse. Even if it takes [-] steps, it is only a matter of time...

"Well, I don't mean to look down on Ms. Zhao, but I heard that Ms. Zhao's bamboo horse has unfortunately fallen... So, why can't Yili fail to catch up with the bamboo horse in this reasonable hypothetical situation in your mouth?"

Zhao Xifu was thinking about something, when he looked up calmly.

Together with Zhu Yourong, Yu Huaijin and others, he stared intently at the hesitant young Confucian scholar in front of him.

This conclusion of "one chestnut can't catch up with a bamboo horse" seems absurd, but if you think about it carefully, all the premises of the conclusion are reasonable and valid, so why do you draw such a conclusion that violates common sense based on logical reasoning?

Is there some kind of fundamental avenue of heaven and earth that has never been discovered by the sages hidden in it...

Zhao Rong sighed helplessly.

In fact, he doesn't really care about killing or burying, but this question, he thinks the most precious thing is the process of thinking.

In Zhao Rong's previous life, many philosophers and mathematicians tried to propose a solution to this paradox. During this process, many interesting 'answers' were born.

Any kind of response to it will prompt people to reflect on the most fundamental metaphysical assumptions, and to explore how to correctly understand time and space...

The process of thinking is the most important thing. Maybe this paradox can give birth to a new solution in this world?

Zhao Rong felt that this was what he wanted to see when he proposed this interesting paradox here, and he even wondered if he could spread this interesting paradox of 'not catching up with bamboo horses' to Tunanzhou, and look at those Ji What is the unique explanation of Mr. Jixia from Xiaxue Palace...

Zhao Rong felt that this was also his mission of "being a man for two generations"... instead of simply telling some answers, buying a box and returning a pearl.

However, Zhao Rong at this time obviously ignored the power of this paradox, which is far better than the first one he proposed before, because...it involves the mysterious and mysterious time.

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Chapter 442 I Have The Way, Do You Have Wine?

At the end of the dilapidated alley, an old restaurant, a corner of the dimly lit hall.

The dinner on the table was coming to an end, but everyone did not intend to leave immediately, but all eyes fell on Zhao Rong's face.

Waiting quietly for the answer to this amusing yet profoundly bizarre paradox.

Zhao Rong met Zhao Xifu's, Zhu Yourong's, Yu Huaijin's expectant or contemplative gazes, and thought for a while, "Is my answer really that important?"

He meant his answers, not theirs.

Zhu Yourong and Yu Huaijin understood what he meant and looked at each other.

Zhao Rong, who was sitting in a slightly loose posture, suddenly straightened his back.

He put his hands on his thighs, shrugged his shoulders, stared carefully at the empty jug on the table, and said in a serious tone:

"It's just... Do you know that feeling? Sometimes when you encounter a difficult problem, you think about it and think about it, this is not right or that is not right, but you just fell in love. In the process, you can always find it from time to time In a flash of inspiration, a solution to the problem pops up in your mind that can make you excited and happy."

After a pause, "Although most of these sudden flashes of inspiration in the end are not the real answer, the real answer is that the crowd searched for her thousands of times, and at the moment when Mu Ran looked back at the dimly lit place, all thoughts came naturally, and the answer calmly appeared in her head , you calmly said..."

"Oh, it's this." Zhao Rong looked at the empty jug, nodded, imitating a flat tone.

Afterwards, he raised his eyes and looked at everyone on the field with a smile, "At this time, the real answer is not important anymore. I think the most joyful and precious thing is the interesting methods that suddenly appeared in the process, even if they did not appear after trying. Solving this problem is fun and useless, but who's to say they won't shine in some puzzle later on?"

Zhao Rong recalled the second "debate of existence and non-existence" that Wen Ruo was defeated in the Confucianism and Taoism debate in Zhongnan Kingdom. He remembered the rough theory of "nothingness as the foundation" proposed by Qing Yuan at that time, which inspired Zhao Rong. Rong's theory of "body, function and source" beat Tao Yuanran greatly.While this example may not be apt...

At this moment, only Zhu Yourong, Huai Jin and a few others were able to keep up with Zhao Rong's brain circuit and understand his meaning.

The two daughters, master and apprentice, fell into deep thought.

But Zhao Xifu waved his hand, "Don't talk to me, you boys. I don't have any of you scholars. I don't have one, so I will tell you: I heard the Tao early, and I will die in the evening. The meaning is that you don't talk nonsense and hurry up." Said, I have to rush to die, I have to figure out some things before I die."

The corners of Zhao Rong's mouth couldn't help twitching... I heard it earlier, how can the phrase "mortal death in the evening" be used in this way?

But before he could complain, the shopkeeper suddenly turned his head, looked at the back of the green-robed old servant sitting at the door and the dark alley, and said arrogantly:

"After dealing with it for so many years, I want to find out what it is like."

He said this sentence without beginning or end, and the people around were a little confused for a while.

Zhao Xifu turned his head, faced Zhao Rong, and said seriously for the third time tonight: "Stinky boy, let me ask you one last time, why...why?"

Zhao Rong was a little curious: "Ah, don't tell me if I know it. If I tell you, will you believe it? How do you know that I must be right?"

Zhao Xifu hummed, but didn't answer, just looked at the young Confucian scholar.

Zhao Rong looked at Zhu Yourong and Yu Huaijin who were silent, they looked a little hesitant, they wanted to ask together, but they hesitated about what he just said, wanting to think independently.

Zhao Rong nodded slightly, intending to reject Zhao Xifu's request.

If the second daughter Zhu Yourong continued to ask, he would probably give the answer, but he just met this shopkeeper surnamed Zhao tonight, so he was not familiar with him, and he was made things difficult by Zhao Xifu just now, and he was a brat.

Zhao Rong felt that there was no need to waste his saliva on his behalf, unless that nice sister Xia spoke up.

At this time, Gui Hu said: "What do you know, tell him everything." "

Zhao Rong frowned, and quickly asked in the heart lake: "Why?"

"..."

The heart lake was extremely quiet, and the sword spirit stopped talking.

Zhao Rong was puzzled, and looked at Zhao Xifu, who was looking at him calmly, with his usual expression. Gui had been silent all night, and now he suddenly said something shameless...

However, Zhao Rong felt that the sword spirit bound to him should not harm him.

In the next second, the young Confucian scholar nodded and said directly:

"Well, in that miscellaneous book that you asked me and I don't remember, there are indeed some answers. Let me just say, you just listen to it, but there is no guarantee that it will be right."

His tone was serious, leaving some leeway.

Zhao Xifu stood up abruptly, picked up the empty jug, and walked towards the gate.

When he came to the door, he glanced at the night outside and closed the wooden door.

The man in charge stood under the copper bell, with his left back leaning against the wooden door, holding the crooked empty jug with one hand hanging down. He looked at Zhao Rong and the others with his arms crossed, and nodded.

Signal to continue.

Zhao Rong looked at the weird Zhao Xifu and the flagon in his hand, as if thinking of some possibility, he coughed lightly, and joked:

"I have Dao, do you have wine?"

Zhao Xifu glanced at him and said nothing.

Zhao Rong blinked and didn't speak.

The two looked at each other.