A Seated Discussion of the Dao

"I am Zhou Yuan. Though I have long admired you, Brother Yan, seeing you for the first time still surprises me."

Within the pavilion of the cave dwelling, Zhou Yuan looked at Yan Qingshan and smiled faintly. The beauty teasing the exotic beast Tun Tun also smiled and dipped slightly in greeting before walking beneath a peach tree and pointing.

The soil beneath the peach tree parted, revealing a row of wine jars lying quietly below, filled with the fragrance of flower-infused earth. Seeing this, Tun Tun cried out happily.

The beauty bent slightly and lifted a wine jar. After lightly shaking away the flower soil clinging to it, she turned and walked toward Zhou Yuan. The gentleness in her smile was more intoxicating than any wine in heaven or earth.

With a flick of Zhou Yuan's sleeve, a row of drinking vessels appeared on the table. By then, the beauty had arrived at his side. She gently broke the seal on the jar, and a rich, intoxicating fragrance of wine immediately spread through the air.

"This is my wife, Yaoyao. Tun Tun is her pet."

He smiled at Yan Qingshan as he spoke, then took the wine jar and personally filled everyone's cups. As he poured, he said, "Before I attained the Dao, I buried a jar of Peach Yaoyao Brew for my wife. Later, after I retired with nothing much to do, I brewed another batch and buried it as well. After being stored for so many years, its flavor is truly quite unique."

Yan Qingshan looked at the cup of fine wine before him, reached out to take it, and lightly inhaled its fragrance before smiling. "The affection between you and your wife is truly deep. Most people seek fame that resounds throughout heaven and earth. Those