Chen Ping'an didn't know why, but logically, Zhong Kui had helped finalize the matter of the palace's promotion, and there shouldn't be any difficulties in Biyou Mansion. But since she was so serious, Chen Ping'an just waited for the next step.

She asked slowly: "Chen Ping'an, you have met Master Literary Saint, so Master Literary Master is so admirable. His words are so eloquent that every word will make people fall in admiration. After listening to those profound and simple truths,

If you don't understand the truth, you will feel that the younger generations of our generation just kowtow loudly?"

The Water Goddess on the other side of the table was in high spirits.

Chen Ping'an was lucky that he didn't drink, otherwise he would have spit out a mouthful of wine on the spot.

Pei Qian didn't know who the Master Shuishen was talking about, but it sounded like Chen Ping'an knew that powerful old man, so she felt honored and crossed her arms across her chest, feeling very proud.

Chen Ping'an took a sip of Biyoufu's century-old "water flower wine" from the sword gourd. He hesitated for a moment, not wanting to destroy the great image of the Chinese sage and scholar in the eyes of the Water Goddess. He chose and said: "The old gentleman is naturally very knowledgeable and has a good temper.

He is very good, he is kind to others, he never puts on airs, he is very... approachable when he is away from home."

How can he not be approachable? He is small and travels all over the world. He has the appearance of a poor old scholar. It would be more appropriate to be approachable instead of not looking amazing. He is worse than Zhong Kui in an inn. He likes to kidnap people to drink, and he likes to pretend to be drunk when drinking.

The wine is not very good either.

But Chen Pingan couldn't bear to tell these truths to the Water Goddess.

I'm afraid that if she's not careful, her heart will be broken.

The Water Goddess simply didn’t need to drink from the big white bowl this time. She directly picked up the jar of wine, raised her head and took a big sip, "Master Literary Saint is really what I thought... God is above you! He is knowledgeable, yet compassionate.

Walking in the world, being kind and kind to the world, Master Literary Sage was only ranked fourth in the Confucian Temple in the Divine Continent of Middle-earth, and was not allowed to be worshiped next to the most holy master. How can it be unreasonable!"

The Water Goddess kept chattering and defended the literary sage whom she admired so much.

Chen Pingan didn't say anything, but he thought of many real scholars and people who aspired to be scholars. Mr. Qi's husband, Mr. Qi, the lotus root blessed land was very much like Mr. Qi's Zhongqiu, Chen Pingan, and the child who looked very much like himself.

Cao Qinglang.

All the reasonable and unreasonable things in the world will eventually end up in one place, and the place where I feel at ease is my hometown.

Chen Ping'an didn't speak, just drank. After such a delicious wine, he thought of those beautiful people and things, the words of the literary sage and the old scholar, Mr. Qi's not being disappointed, Zhong Qiu's clear conscience, and Cao Qinglang's cherished thoughts.

I hope that he, Chen Ping'an, will definitely not become a bad drunkard today. Maybe like A Liang said, he can really become a drunkard.

One was talking to himself, the other was daydreaming to himself, and both were drinking without anyone trying to persuade them.

Biyou Mansion's water flower wine, so-called cellaring, is hidden in the essence of buried river water. After being stored for hundreds of years, it will naturally age and become sweet and mellow. It is easy to drink and has great staying power.

The Water Goddess was really drunk. She sat cross-legged on a chair with her head shaking. She said that she was envious of Chen Ping'an. She had met Master Literary Saint and was so familiar with him. She had achieved Great Perfection in this life, but she was not like this.

She is so lucky to sit on the altar every day, and it seems that the incense fills the water temple, which is more prosperous than the Mirage City. However, the incense is mixed with so many selfish desires, and she doesn't like many of them. She wants money and wants.

Wealth, wealth, children and power, she wanted to ask Master Literary Saint face to face. The saints have said so many principles, so many statues of gods have been erected in the Confucian Temple, and there are so many scholars who have read the books of sages and sages, why is the world still like this?

It was unbearable, always making people more and more disappointed, making her fall less and less fond of the world.

At the end of the chanting, the Water Goddess clasped her fingers and said a few classics from the book of the literary sage and old scholar, complaining that people in the world are not willing to learn such good principles. Is it that the literary sage, your knowledge is too high, and the world can't even touch it?

No? In the end, she scratched her head with both hands, feeling confused.

Pei Qian rolled his eyes, "Okay, I'd better stop drinking in the future. If a woman drinks alcohol, she'll be as crazy as this empress. It's really ridiculous."

One of the best things about Chen Pingan's drinking is that before he collapses from drunkenness, the more he drinks, the brighter his eyes become. His whole person takes on a new look, his eyebrows are lifted, as if his boxing technique is no longer closed but released, as if his youthful and mature aura is weighed down by the wine.

Down.

But this does not mean that Chen Pingan really gets more and more sober as he drinks, but when he is drunk, he will not be able to suppress his true nature. Before drinking, he should be cautious, such as always covering the surface of a bronze mirror with both hands, or protecting a mirror with both hands.

The light in a humble room doesn't want outsiders to see it. After drinking, it releases its hands and shines brightly, so what's the problem?

Chen Ping'an placed the sword-raising gourd heavily on the wine table and said loudly: "Why is Mr. Wen Sheng's knowledge so advanced that it doesn't work? It works very well. I will tell you about this theory. Let it go."

It is true everywhere, good people can learn it, evil people can learn it, emperors and generals can learn it, traffickers and commoners can learn it, gods on mountains can learn it, demons and ghosts can learn it, and gods of mountains and rivers can learn it! As for whether you are willing to apply what you learn, then

It’s something that comes after learning. It’s beneficial to learn this knowledge first!”

Chen Ping'an subconsciously sat upright, learning from the gentleman Zhong Kui, and even learning from Mr. Qi who taught in the school, "After learning the true knowledge of the world, you can have the source of living water in your heart! I think the old gentleman's knowledge, the second sequence of the explanation

Chinese calligraphy means great learning, true knowledge, everyone can learn it! Do you want to learn it or not?!"

The Water Goddess's eyes were in a trance, confused, and she slapped the table and said, "I'll follow your instructions!"

Chen Ping'an leaned forward slightly and wrote the word "order" with his fingers on the table, "The purpose of this knowledge is the word "order"! It's unique. In addition to the order of etiquette and rules, there is another great river that can benefit the people! I

Chen Ping'an didn't learn much, he only said what I knew, what I knew, and what he said was correct! I will now use what the old man said to me that night to tell you the introductory meaning of this sequence.

!”

1510, Chen Pingan carefully recounted the opening chapter of the old master's discussion that night. Fortunately, Chen Pingan had a good memory, and even if he was drunk, he still did not miss it.

The first article is to put it in order. Everything in the world has its own context and ins and outs. Don’t skip any link. Just choose what you want to make sense. Otherwise, everything in the world will never be clear about right or wrong, or it will become just a position.

There is no right or wrong, as if everyone in the world is pitiful and hateful? How can we really be reasonable? Is it possible that everyone has his own words and when the truth doesn't make sense, he can only speak with his fists? How absurd!

The second chapter is about judging the big and small. There are big and small differences between right and wrong, so it is necessary to borrow the two rulers of the legalist's good method and the magician's calculation.

Chapter 3: Determining good and evil. Taking etiquette and rules as the fundamental criterion, combined with local customs and people's feelings, as well as the morality of people's hearts, we can determine people's right and wrong, merits and demerits, and ask ourselves what is good and evil.

Chapter 4: Unity of knowledge and action! If you make a mistake, correct it; if you don’t, try to encourage it.

Just these four articles were laid out in detail, and Chen Pingan talked for an hour.

"This sequential knowledge is the best knowledge, but it is so difficult to start and practice it in a way that is consistent with the purpose of knowledge!"

"I didn't know why Mr. Wen Sheng tried to persuade me to drink. I didn't know why he chopped off the statue of the Rain Master with one sword. He didn't make any sense, and leveled the Jiaolong ditch with one sword. I don't know why Zhong Kui is a gentleman.

, why is he so unlike an academy gentleman? Why does the old monk of Xinxiang Temple say that the world owes good people? Why does the old Taoist take me to see the blessed land of lotus root, and it is always hard for good people to get good rewards, and it is difficult for evil people to get bad rewards.

"

When talking about many places, Chen Pingan wanted to integrate knowledge and work, and to achieve unity of words and deeds. However, he often began to deny himself as he spoke, telling the Water Goddess across the table who was listening attentively that he, Chen Pingan,

I still feel that the truth I have figured out is still too small, especially when it comes to complex good and evil beyond the big right and wrong, and the subtle human heart, I am far from qualified to make a final conclusion.

Chen Ping'an sat there, talking to himself a lot of the time.

It was more than an hour, and time passed slowly like the river outside Biyou Mansion.

The Water Goddess had already stood up, standing respectfully, with her body slightly bowed, like a student listening to the Master's teachings, engraved in his heart, and not daring to miss a word.

Pei Qian seemed to have listened, but also seemed to be absent-minded. She lay on the table, her cheek pressed against the table, looking at Chen Pingan, who had said so many truths to others in one breath.

In my memory, except for the battle with Cao Qinglang and the battle on the street outside the alley, Qiu Guoshi, the big devil Ding Ying, and Chen Pingan all fought at will, whether life or death without saying much.

After leaving the Lotus Flower Blessed Land, near Jin Huang's mansion on the border of the Northern Jin Dynasty, he killed the big blue buffalo with one sword. On the second floor of the inn, after asking himself a question, he killed the arrogant and domineering young prince with three punches.

Chen Ping'an said he didn't understand many things before.

In fact, the little girl Pei Qian doesn't understand either, let alone.

Why in the world, Chen Pingan, who is reasonable and kind to everyone, but Chen Pingan, who is so unkind to her and has the worst temper towards her, still feels like staying by his side, even if he is scolded or beaten, she still feels...

...There is no grievance. She feels at ease that the guy next to her will do whatever he wants her to do, and she doesn’t have to think about anything. Of course, she will still feel very irritable and troublesome, but these emotions are much stronger than when she was alone.

It would be much better to be like a little lonely ghost in the capital city of Nanyuan, wandering around year after year. I always feel that one day I will freeze to death or starve to death.

Probably because of what happened tonight, when Chen Pingan talked about the knowledge he most recognized, he would still say that what he said was not necessarily the most reasonable or the most correct thing to do.

Chen Pingan will see all kinds of good things in the world for others.

Pei Qian only wants to see all kinds of evil in the world.

In Biyou Mansion, the three gold characters on the plaque are dazzling and golden light overflows.

All the water ghosts in the mansion were shocked and surprised to find that the entire mansion was filled with light golden light flowing like water.

The water of the Buried River outside Biyou Mansion is sparkling, especially bright under the moonlight.

Many unjust water ghosts with lingering anger swam involuntarily from the gloomy bottom of the river to the surface, then bathed in the moonlight and disappeared one after another, as if they had been liberated.

In the Temple of the Water God buried by the river, the faithful men and women who were waiting for the door to open at dawn and burn incense were making a great noise. It turned out that the faint golden statue of the Water Goddess suddenly rose up from the ground, as tall as ten people.

Zhang, looking down at the human world, the clay sculpture of the golden body, with the words "Golden Body", has become more and more worthy of its name. In addition to its majesty, it also has an awe-inspiring air.

Buried deep in the river, the big demon who was just a hair away from the golden elixir realm was hiding in a lair at the bottom of the river. It should have been the most comfortable and comfortable place, but at this moment, it was as if he was in a frying pan. He was suffering extremely. He had no choice but to do so quickly.

After rushing out of the nest, it roared loudly, set off huge waves, and fled upstream along the river. Every time it wanted to go ashore to commit murder, the river beds on both sides were like cages, hitting walls everywhere, forcing it to stay in the river.

The deepest collision has never harmed the people in cities and towns on both sides of the Taiwan Strait.

The sky is slightly bright.

In the hall of Biyou Mansion, the sleeves of the Water Goddess were fluttering, and the golden light was flowing all over her body. Especially between her heart and mind, there was a golden pill spinning, which reflected the golden light of the entire hall far better than the candlelight.

There is a saying in the book that if you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.

She never thought that she would still have such great blessings, hearing about the great road at night and getting the golden elixir in the morning!
Chapter completed!