When Lin Hai rested, Lin Xuefeng took him to Xuanmiao Temple and went to visit Taoist Principal Qinghe. Lin Xuefeng chose Taoist Principal Qinghe for consideration. The original body was a pilgrim who he knew, but they were not very familiar with each other. In the remaining memories, Taoist Principal Qinghe was a knowledgeable, very good-minded, free and easy-going person, and proficient in the art of nourishing the body and practicing qi. He had a great martial arts skills and never showed off. After talking to him for a few times, he had a good impression of him, thinking that he was knowledgeable and had a good character, and he also donated a lot of money for the incense to Xuanmiao Temple, which was considered to have some fate.

At this time, Lin Xuefeng thought of Principal Qinghe, and he was about to make friends with him, for Lin Hai and for himself. He had his own plans for the future. The identity of Principal Qinghe, his abilities and connections were all valued by him. He happened to have a relationship with the original body and was not far away or close. A gentleman's friendship was stronger than water. This was the best candidate he wanted to use to help him change his original personality and start to be Lin Xuefeng's life.

Principal Qinghe politely welcomed the Lin family father and son who came to visit. Seeing that Lin Xuefeng was still bringing Lin Hai over, he was slightly stunned, but his face was not obvious at all. Lin Xuefeng was a pilgrimage who was not big or small in Xuanmiao Temple and had some dating with him. After receiving the news of his serious illness, Principal Qinghe specially prepared several sets of amulets and some good medicinal materials that he had prayed for before the Three Qing Dynasties, and called the Taoist boy to send them to the Lin Mansion, which was also expressing his feelings. He did not come to visit him himself. At that time, the Lin Mansion was panicked because of Lin Xuefeng's serious illness and came rashly to disturb him, but he really had no eyes. Besides, his friendship with Lin Xuefeng was not close to that point. After Lin Xuefeng recovered from illness, he also sent a servant to Guanwen to thank him. He came here specially today. It seems that the Lin family has always been particular and well-mannered.

However, as he watched Lin Xuefeng approaching with Lin Hai's hand, whispering softly along the way, his expression was intimate, Director Qinghe was a little surprised. He knew that Lin Xuefeng had always been noble and reserved, with a good character, but he was a cold-hearted person. He rarely showed the affection of children. He heard that he was also a strict father at home, and he didn't want to be in front of his only son, but he was very kind. But when he saw the child's expression, he knew that the relationship between father and son was very good. Director Qinghe sighed in his heart.

Before Lin Hai could tell Lin Xuefeng, he naturally went up to greet Master Qinghe. Before that, he had heard his father's words several times, and praised Master Qinghe for his outstanding character and ability, so he silently wrote it down in his heart. Since the Taoist priest who his father values ​​must be a good person, and he must respect him even more.

Director Qinghe was satisfied. The Lin family's tutor was indeed very good. After looking at Lin Hai carefully, he saw that he was handsome, elegant, moderate, and more kind. Who doesn't like such a neat and decent child?

"Mr. Lin, the young master in the house is really an excellent one!" Director Qinghe asked Lin Hai a few words casually, nodded and smiled, "Zhilan Yushu, born in the courtyard, is enviable!"

"Yes, Haier really deserves to say this!" Lin Xuefeng looked at Lin Hai, and saw that he suddenly lit up because of his praise, and smiled: "Everything is good, but his body is weaker and he often suffers from minor illnesses, which makes me worry."

"So, today I came with Hai'er to ask for help from the Taoist Priest. The Taoist Priest is proficient in the methods of nourishing the body and practicing qi. If Hai'er can teach the Taoist Priest some of his skills and practice diligently, and persist in this way, although he will not dare to be a paranormal like a Taoist Priest in the future, he will be healthy. In addition, the Taoist Priest is profound and knowledgeable, and I admire it in my heart. When I was seriously ill, the Taoist Priest was worried about it, which shows his affection and gratitude. I also want to interact with the Taoist Priest and leave a story about Boya Ziqi." Lin Xuefeng said earnestly.

Principal Qinghe was a little surprised. Although Lin Xuefeng had a very harmonious relationship with him before, he had always regarded himself as a Confucian disciple. Even if he had contact with Buddhism and Taoism, he was just out of curiosity, and the nobles used this as their taste and elegance. Oh, I guess Lin Xuefeng was so polite for Lin Hai, right? This is not a difficult thing.

Director Qinghe happily agreed, "Your Majesty, if you don't dislike me, I should do my best." He joked, "I thought Lie Lin was a man of dignity, but unexpectedly, he had a loving heart for his son, but he was a kind father!"

Lin Xuefeng suddenly remembered Mr. Lu Xun's poem and replied with a smile: "Master Qinghe, there is a saying that 'Renile may not be a true hero. How can you not be a husband if you pity your children?', cherishing your children is normal and the duty of being a parent. If you gain the reputation of a strict father by means of a mean child, then it would be better if you don't do it if you seek fame and reputation!"

"Well said!" Director Qinghe couldn't help but slamming the high-fives, and his eyes at Lin Xuefeng also showed some appreciation. He was originally a person with temperament, and this sentence was very suitable for his taste. It seems that with just a few encounters and superficial superficial impressions, it is easy to misjudgment others. With Lin Xuefeng's words and his caring for his son, this person can meet!

So, Director Qinghe readily accepted Lin Hai as a disciple of the layman, and gradually taught him some methods of breathing and health preservation and simple martial arts. Lin Xuefeng urged him to practice every day. Since then, Lin Hai came to Lin Xuefeng's yard, and after asking for advice, he began to practice. Lin Xuefeng was responsible for watching the time, and persisting between half an hour and an hour every day.

The Lin family already had a self-tone bell, which was imported from the West. It was expensive and could not afford it if it was a wealthy family. The self-tone bell was relatively crude at that time, but the technological content in it indicates the arrival of industrial civilization and the beginning of the gradual gap between the East and the West. Lin Xuefeng looked at the self-tone bell, but he felt a little melancholy, but he was not from science and engineering. He had almost forgotten many of the science and engineering knowledge he had learned in high school. He only had a heart for a man starting point, but no ability to a man starting point. Can an ordinary person, without any industrial chain or technical support, relying on his remaining memory and theoretical knowledge, promote society into industrial civilization on his own?

This is impossible! The development of modern civilization is a slow process. Lin Xuefeng looked at the windows. The Lin family used the best cicada wing gauze for him to paste the windows, which was considered a precious thing. According to him, even in the wealthiest Jiangnan area, this was the best item. Even the princes and nobles in the capital were just arranged in this way. However, Lin Xuefeng still felt a little uncomfortable. The cicada wing gauze that was pasted on the windows had a hazy beauty, but he still missed the bright windows in his home before.

At a glance, you can see the clear, high and refreshing blue sky. It is rare in the modern society of air pollution, and it is also intoxicating. It is very contradictory? Lin Xuefeng smiled self-deprecatingly, which shows that glass has not yet been released at this time. By the way, the earliest glass was made by Italians, and they strictly guarded against this technology. For a long time, they monopolized the supply from the East and the West and made countless huge profits. When Lin Xuefeng first thought of this layer, he thought about whether he could make glass? But soon, he

He gave up this idea. He didn't have the ability to do it! Even if he knew that the main raw materials for making glass were quartz sand, soda ash and limestone, it was useless, and theoretical knowledge could not be converted into actual operations. Or, it was relatively easier to make mirrors based on glass. Lin Xuefeng looked at the bronze mirror placed on the table in the room and thought to himself. Perhaps he was still a uneasy person in his bones, unable to live up to the stagnant pool of water, and was living a life of dying, and always thought about doing something to live up to his life.

During this period, Lin Xuefeng often went to the mysterious view. He was familiar with Director Qinghe. Here, he was lonely and dating with other people. He was not prone to the words, but he was also vaguely uneasy in his heart. He would not recite poems and essays like his original body. He was as elegant as a literati, and he was reluctant to live in his own pattern for a long time with another person's shell. In front of Director Qinghe, he could relax in spirit. After the two had been together for a long time, he could find the reason for his own transformation.

After nearly a year of this life, Master Qinghe and Lin Xuefeng formed a relationship with each other. The two chatted together every day, savored tea and played chess, and often went out for a tour when they had time. After dating for a long time, Master Qinghe began to feel that Lin Xuefeng was really a wonderful person, very different from what he used to be in front of everyone. Perhaps because of his identity as a Taoist sect, Lin Xuefeng rarely talked about poetry, books, articles, etc., but was very interested in those Taoist classics and alchemy techniques. Not only did they often discuss it, but they also took the initiative to experiment together in person. He named the outer alchemy Huangbaizhu, "Chemistry", which explained it as the study of the laws of changing everything.

What surprised Director Qinghe was that Lin Xuefeng was not only a whim, but also a little talented in this path. He was quick to learn from the beginning, and could also draw inferences from one example and summarize the principles and rules. Director Qinghe also felt a sudden enlightenment when he heard it, and couldn't help but look at him with admiration. Well, people should not behave like a person. Perhaps Lin Xuefeng's past interests and abilities were not studied in the imperial examinations, and he was definitely buried. If he practiced Taoism, his attainments must be above himself. Then how could he have such a change now? I guess he had some insights in the perception of life and death in his serious illness, right? Unconsciously, the impression that Lin Xuefeng left on him in the past gradually faded away, as if he had always been like this.

Lin Xuefeng suggested to Director Qinghe that it would be better to sort out what they understood and tested and write it into a book in detail. It can be placed in the Mysterious View for the fellow Taoists to learn about it, or it can be sold in a book shop, or someone with a destiny can benefit from it. It is also a merit. Director Qinghe thought for several days and felt that the proposal was good and happily agreed. The two began to write the book together and devoted a lot of energy. After Lin Xuefeng was about to print the arithmetic textbooks he wrote for Lin Hai. Even if it was half sold and half given away, it was a practical thing he did for the world.

Lin Hai insisted on practicing for a year after following the exercises of Professor Qinghe, and had already achieved initial results. Lin Xuefeng saw his body become stronger day by day, and he had not gotten sick for a long time. He was energetic, his body gradually became taller, his lines were thin and slender, and he had already looked like a little boy, full of vitality.

"Father!" Lin Hai walked towards him in the sunshine, interrupting his contemplation, and smiled at him with a bright smile: "Today's school is off, sir, let's have a day off."

"Well, then you have breakfast with your father. Today I will take you to the farm to take a look." Lin Xuefeng instructed, and Lin Hai agreed happily and walked quickly into the house. Lin Xuefeng looked at Lin Hai's back and nodded. He didn't want to cultivate Lin Hai into a person who doesn't know wheat, does not know the world, and only knows how to study hard.

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