Cui Chan suddenly smiled and said: "I have collected the three gold and copper coins from the Immortal Tomb for you a long time ago."
This is a distant echo of the phrase "a lamp in a thousand-year-old dark room becomes bright", and it is also a magical hand that creates "even if the light is extinguished, the lamp will still remain".
On the road of life, good deeds may be small or large, and there may even be doubts about whether they are true or false. However, there is no difference between good and bad deeds with pure kindness.
Cui Chan thought of something he said for no reason. A gentleman should cultivate his heart and not be good at sincerity. There is nothing else to do if he is sincere. Only benevolence can be maintained, and righteousness can be changed and promoted. This is called heavenly virtue.
In just two sentences, the three important things of "sincerity", "shouren" and "tiande" are explained in one sentence.
It's just that the old scholar talked too much about principles and had countless good words hidden in them, which made these words less conspicuous.
When the old scholar was unknown in the market, he chatted with his earliest students about these words many times. Finally, with great difficulty, he and other truths were put into a book with a faint scent of ink and published into a volume.
, sell literature to make money. In fact, the old scholars at that time thought that the bookseller was out of his mind, and he was willing to engrave all of his unfashionable works. In fact, the bookseller really felt that he would not be able to sell them and would lose money. He was a certain
Because of people's bad words, and the drunken persuasion of the future literary sage's founding disciple, they were only willing to print a pitiful three hundred volumes. In private, a few students from the school secretly bought thirty volumes with their own money.
He also successfully encouraged the wealthy Ah Liang to buy fifty copies in one go. At that time, the senior disciple of the school was the most powerful and lured Ah Liang for profit, saying that this was a rare book with the first edition and engraved version, and could only be printed for three hundred copies.
This book can be said to be an only one. Later, when the old scholar became famous, the price had to be doubled at least several times. At that time, the youngest disciple in the school gave tea instead of wine and said that he would go with A Liang one by one, and asked A Liang to wait.
, in the future, when I am old and have saved one or two gold leaves and a few large silver ingots, I will travel around the world. Then I will come back to drink. Damn the tea, it doesn’t taste good. Heroes in Jianghu novels don’t drink tea.
Yeah, I can only drink from a big bowl, not a wine glass.
Those were the years when students of the literary sage lineage were most strapped for money.
It was fun for the senior brothers to drink with the bohemian A Liang. But before that, Cui Chan was alone, drinking with the fat bookseller with a rosy face. Cui Chan felt that in his life, especially
Even at the wine table, I have never been so arrogant.
It was as if Xiuhu had spent all his life's flattering looks and words on a meal of wine. The young man stood, and there were a few fat men with bad money in their pockets sitting. The young scholar held the cup in both hands and drank one cup after another.
, the man laughed and picked up the wine glass, took a sip of the wine, then let go of the wine glass to pick up the vegetables.
The old scholar may not know about this matter till now. He may already know these trivial things, but he can't help but act like a gentleman and pay attention to the elegance of a scholar. He is embarrassed to say anything. Anyway, he owes the disciple of Kaishan University a thank you, and he has always owed it to him.
Or maybe the husband teaches the students and solves their doubts, and the students help the husband solve their problems. This is a matter of course, and there is no need for either party to say a word.
After Chen Pingan heard this, he slowly closed his eyes. The tight heartstrings were finally completely loosened. The tired look on his face showed that he really wanted to have a good sleep, a deep sleep, and sleep for several days and nights.
, no matter how loud the snoring is.
The snow is flying heavily, but it does not fall at the head of the two people's city. Just like the immortals practicing Taoism in the mountains, the heat does not come and the cold does not come, so there is no cold or heat in the mountains.
Previously, Chen Ping'an was still worried about what might happen. If Cui Chan still used his careful methods, then wouldn't it mean that he had failed in his efforts after more than ten years of not sleeping and not eating or drinking?
Chen Ping'an had no idea what Zhou Mi could plot against him outside half the Sword Qi Great Wall, but the reason was simple. It must be a huge plan for Wen Hai, a man from the wild world, to plot against him like this.
Thinking of complex things as simple means dismantling and cutting, just like a sword that can defeat everything. Thinking of simple things as complicated means mending, building, and creating a small world.
The matter of the three copper coins that Chen Ping'an hid in his hometown when he was young is extremely secret. No matter how sophisticated the Sun Dog is, he cannot know about it.
Xiuhu is really good at understanding human nature, and Chen Ping'an can let go of his guard with just one sentence.
Cui Zhang turned his head and glanced at Chen Ping'an who was lying on the ground, and said: "It is not a good thing to become famous when you are young. It is easy for people to be self-righteous without knowing it."
Chen Pingan nodded and expressed his approval. It is a truth that can be right or wrong, but for Cui Chan, it is more reasonable. Many truths are that others seem to only say a few words to you, but in fact they are talking about their entire life.
It's reasonable. Is it useful? If you listen, you won't lose money. If you make money, it's like drinking a bowl of free wine.
Chen Ping'an knew that the embroidered tiger was talking about the landscape travel book, but he could not help but feel a little resentful in his heart, "How about going to the other extreme and making me famous in the street?"
Chen Ping'an is not worried about his reputation being damaged. After all, it is an external matter, but there are still so many simple-minded children in Luoluo Mountain. If they see that smoky travel book, they will be heartbroken. I guess I will come back later.
On the mountain in my hometown, there is a girl who has even more reasons to go around me.
Cui Chan smiled and said: "The reputation is better than that of the tiger Wei Bo."
Chen Pingan opened his eyes, a little worried, and asked doubtfully: "What is the explanation for this?"
Cui Chan said: "You will know once you get there, you don't need to ask me."
Chen Ping'an used his narrow knife to slash the ground, tried his best to sit up, and no longer hid his hands in his sleeves. He stretched out his hands and rubbed his cheeks to dispel the heavy sleepiness, and asked: "How did you feel about the trip to Shujian Lake?"
He cut it with a narrow knife and stood on top of the city by himself.
Cui Chan turned his head again, looked at this cautious young man, smiled, and answered the question, "The good thing among misfortunes is that we all still have time."
Chen Ping'an's inquiry was because when Cui Chan went to Luopo Mountain, he deliberately rubbed salt into the wound and asked the young mountain owner a small question.
Cui Chan's answer was an emotional statement from the Great Li State Master at that time.
Chen Ping'an took a deep breath and stood up. In the windy and snowy night, the sky was dark and the earth was dark. It seemed like there were only two people in a huge wild world.
Finally, we are no longer in a difficult situation where we are surrounded by enemies from all directions. Even though the Great Li State Master next to us once set up the Shu Jian Lake Questioning Game, this scholar comes from the vast world, from the lineage of literary saints, and from his hometown.
.We meet soon without paper and pen, so I can rely on you to send messages to report peace and safety. Unfortunately, Cui Chan seems to be unwilling to talk about the world affairs at all, and Chen Pingan doesn't think that his forced questions are of any use.
Cui Chan said casually: "If your mind is as fixed as a Buddha, you will not be able to write the words of an immortal in a book. Therefore, you, the literary sage, cannot rely on you when it comes to establishing your words."
Chen Pingan said softly: "It's not 'you', it's 'us'."
Cui Chan didn't seem to hear this statement. He didn't bother with that you, my word, and just said to himself: "In terms of studying in the study, Li Baoping and Cao Qinglang will be more promising, and they hope to become the pure and pure scholars in your hearts."
.It’s just that before they truly grow up, they will have to work harder and harder to protect others, and they won’t slack off for a moment.”
Chen Pingan stretched out a finger and gently pressed it against the white jade hairpin that had been with him for many years. He didn't know what mystery was hidden inside now.
After hesitating for a moment, Chen Pingan was still not in a hurry to open the small hole of the white jade hairpin to verify the inside story with his own eyes. He decided to loosen his bun again and put the white jade hairpin back into his sleeve.
Two Cao Zi daggers slipped out of his sleeves, and Chen Pingan subconsciously held them in his hands. There was no need to doubt Cui Chan's identity, but Chen Pingan was used to using a certain thing, a thought, or a certain action on the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
Use force to calm your mind, otherwise distracting thoughts will be trivial. If you are not careful and can't control your thoughts, your state of mind will be like "weeds and heavy rain", which will make your mind muddy and waste a lot of your mind and energy.
Suddenly he found Cui Chan staring at him.
Chen Ping'an said: "Baoping has been required to wear red clothes since she was a child. I have been paying attention to this for a long time. There were reminders in the two letters that were delivered to me in the early years."
Both letters mentioned this matter. One was asked by Nian Xin to be handed over to Ning Yao, and the other was asked to be handed over to the student Cao Qinglang, the future master of Luoluo Mountain in Chen Pingan's mind, and Cao Qinglang and Li Xisheng were asked to take the initiative to speak about the matter.
Cui Chen said: "Is this the only one?"
Obviously, in Cui Chan's view, Chen Ping'an only did half of it, which was far from enough.
Chen Pingan was puzzled.
Cui Chan was slightly unhappy and made an exception to remind him: "Cao Qinglang's name."
Chen Ping'an frowned more and more, "What kind of medicine should I buy in the gourd?"
"Observe that the body is not the body, the mirror image is the water and the moon. Observe that the mind has no form, it is bright and clear."
Cui Chan shook his head, seeming a little disappointed, and looked up at the two bright moons in the wild world, and said slowly: "When the light came back in an emergency, I shined hard, the clouds dispersed, the sky was clear, and the day was bright! I thought you had been away from home for so many years.
There is a student named "Qinglang" around me, and there is a Buddhist saint sitting on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. It is necessary to read until this point. I really don't know what you read after reading this book.
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Chen Ping'an seemed to have some understanding and didn't care about Cui Chan's weird words.
Cui Chan looked away, shook his sleeves, and sneered: "The traces are gone, the moment is cool. The true nature is deep, like clear and still water, calm and refreshing, incomparable. As long as you have seen these in books, even if
You know a little about the true meaning of this. Why did you say that you can't get through it before? So what if your state of mind is like porcelain and broken into pieces? Isn't it a good thing? The predecessors paved the way with words. Just stride forward and walk towards the water.
Observe, lower your head to see the moon broken and round in the water, raise your head to see the moon in its true form, it is even brighter. Lord Yin Guan is better, he is in a daze, it is dark under a lamp, it is amazing. Otherwise, as long as you have this thought, you should have been there by now
Are you in the Jade Pure Realm, inner demon? Even if you ask it to come, it may not come."
Chen Ping'an whispered in his heart: "My damn brain is not sick. I can read any book, remember everything, and know everything else. If I know it, I can understand the true meaning. If you were my age, you would
It’s hard to criticize anyone here…”
Cui Han looked playful and glanced at the bright red robe with disheveled hair.
It seems to be saying, "Why, Lord Yinguan, who has been an official for several years, is used to floating around in this city?"
Chen Pingan immediately said: "Now that you understand these Buddhist verses, it's not too late. It's never too late to do good things."
By trying to figure out other people's thoughts, Chen Ping'an gained a lot from Cui Dongshan.
Chen Ping'an suddenly remembered something. It seemed that the embroidered tiger beside him had a much better brain than his own at his age, otherwise he would not be recognized by the world as the deputy leader of the Confucian Temple or the high priest of the Academy. He was already in the embroidered tiger's pocket.
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Cui Chan said: "You originally wanted to take you back to Haoran Tianxia, ​​but you were entangled by Xiao Xun and couldn't get away."
Chen Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief. It's a good thing he didn't come. Otherwise, Senior Brother Zuo's trip would only be full of crises.
To be continued...