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Chapter 404 Knowing the destiny is extraordinary

Feng Pingyao never gave Zhao Shan a good look, and even said in front of Su Chunfeng that people like Zhao Shangang should not be friends because he did not like this kind of tyrant who would only become a social cancer in a peaceful and prosperous era, but

After all, he opens the door to do business, so he won't keep Zhao Shangang out.

In fact, Zhao Shangang is one of the few regular customers in his light-run teahouse, and indirectly attracted some tea shops who were very generous to spend money on Jinming Teahouse.

For example, Li Zhichao,

For example, Tan Jun and others, or even the gangsters under their command who don’t know how to taste tea or have no elegance.

With his natural heroic talent, Zhao Shangang is smart and studious, and has a rare super-sensible perception of some invisible but real things that are rare in ordinary people. He cannot express what it is like to drink tea in this teahouse.

It feels, but he knows that drinking the tea made by Feng Pingyao in the Jinming Teahouse is good, and he thinks that Feng Pingyao, who is knowledgeable, deserves respect, so he often comes and always maintains absolute respect for Feng Pingyao.

Su Chunfeng, who has a very high mental state of mind, can naturally keenly detect the transcendent temperament emitted by Feng Pingyao, and also know how wonderful and extremely stressful it will bring. So what is the remaining few National Day

During the holidays, he would drive to Jinming Teahouse twice a day. He would not make an appointment with anyone, nor would he stay for a long time. Instead, he sat quietly in a private room on the second floor, spending half of it.

In an hour, I calmed down and slowly drank the pot of tea that Feng Pingyao made himself. Anyway, the business of Jinming Teahouse was so deserted that almost no one visited, so he occupied a house and would not affect the teahouse.

business.

Of course, the fees for the private room are higher.

However, for someone like Su Chunfeng who is a rich second generation, a pot of Maojian tea and the extra tips used for taking up the private room can only cost more than 200 yuan twice a day, which is nothing.

It’s a pity that Feng Pingyao hasn’t said much to him since that day.

Whenever Feng Pingyao enters the private room to make tea, Su Chunfeng will take the initiative to ask Professor Feng for some ordinary small questions, but Feng Pingyao always makes simple and perfunctory words, or simply ignores them, and lets him

Su Chunfeng clearly felt his impatient, so Su Chunfeng couldn't continue to ask anything with a shy face. In fact, he had nothing to ask, just wanted to chat with this knowledgeable old man who was close to great scholars, in the words of Zhao Shangang.

To put it, that is to be more literary - to meet extraordinary people like Feng Pingyao in a small place like Pingyang...

Really, lucky.

Afternoon.

It is past two o'clock, perhaps during the National Day holiday, people can sleep beautifully on cool autumn days without having to rush to go to work, and there are few vehicles and pedestrians on the streets of the city.

Su Chunfeng drove to the quiet Jinming Teahouse early.

It is still the second floor, and it is still the elegant room. I want to have a pot of Maojian tea, and I savor it slowly. Looking through the window at Beiyuan Park behind the teahouse, under the bright sunshine, it is unyielding in autumn.

There are weeping willows and the rippling lake surface. Occasionally, brocade scales have splashes of water on the water surface, ripples have spread far and far away...

Tea is especially hot.

Feng Pingyao, who had not left for a long time, walked in again.

Like many old men who were unemployed at home, he held a small purple clay pot that was grinding in his hands, took a sip of tea and sat opposite Su Chunfeng.

Su Chunfeng looked at the look of surprise and smiled and said, "Tomorrow, I'm going to go back to school."

It’s like talking to old friends or elders at home, and it’s so dull, so dull.

Feng Pingyao said gently: "No wonder he came early this afternoon. In the past few days, you will come twice a day in the morning and evening."

"I like the tea here and the environment here."

"Do you have troubles in your heart, or do you have any unsolvable confusion?" Feng Pingyao smiled as a self-deprecatingly and said, "I am just a retired, unemployed and stubborn old feudal and stubborn person who is at home. I'm afraid I can't help you... Young man, if you are

If you want me to help you solve your doubts or say some words of comfort and enlightenment to you, I'm afraid I'm going to be disappointed."

Su Chunfeng shook his head, picked up the teacup and took a sip of the fragrant and elegant tea.

Feng Pingyao squinted his eyes and sucked the spout, saying slowly: "At a young age, you are still old. Logically speaking, you have a good family background and a handsome appearance. You are also an outstanding talented man who was admitted to the University of Beijing. You have good conditions in all aspects.

It is enviable to ordinary people. It is probably the energetic and sunny boy. Why do you always feel lonely and desolate when you feel? So, it is not good to practice those things that are apart."

"It's not lonely, it's not desolate, it's just that I just like to sit alone in this elegant environment and drink tea." Su Chunfeng denied.

Feng Pingyao narrowed his eyes and stared at Su Chunfeng: "You are extraordinary."

"That depends on what to say." Su Chunfeng said without comment and casually: "Practice the art of being a side-minded and left-minded assertions you mentioned, and possesses mysterious and exquisite techniques. It is very feasible. It is indeed different from ordinary people, but it can never return to nature.

The realm of heaven and man is just an ordinary person. In fact, in my opinion, if you can read and learn by studying, you can read the ultimate principles of heaven and earth and create a righteous body, that is an extraordinary person.”

"Everyone can do this like me, but it's just not to do it." Feng Pingyao was not humble and said quietly: "As the saying goes, "It is said that you are not confused when you are forty, but you are fifty-year-old... You can know the destiny of heaven... Besides, you are extraordinary.

Any learning that can be done to the extreme will bring about a celestial phenomenon. It is rare for people to reach the age of seventy years. In my opinion, there are only people who can always know the destiny of heaven for twenty years, because few people persevere in doing this.

.”

"Maybe, that's the case?"

Feng Pingyao was silent for a while and said, "Okay, I'll take back what I advised you that day."

Su Chunfeng was surprised: "Why?"

"The left-wing Taoism is also the way. When the hundred schools of thought in spring and autumn, how can the left-wing Taoism come from? It's all knowledge!" Feng Pingyao sighed: "After all, it depends on people's character. You are good, at least you won't be possessed by the magical techniques because of your own unique skills."

And being arrogant will not cause trouble to society or people's lives..."

Su Chunfeng said: "Since that's the case, you should just take back your prejudice against Zhao Shangang."

"No."

“He is a very good person.”

"But the path I took is not good after all." Feng Pingyao smiled and said, "In my opinion, you, and the little friend named Li Zhichao, and Zhao Shangang are among the few young generations in Pingyang City. They are all the best.

An outstanding person. But there are also words like "Thief" that cannot be regarded as a benchmark for my evaluation of people's hearts. Zhao Shangang does have too many advantages. I even have to admit that he is a kind person, but he went wrong.

Going the road.”

Su Chunfeng didn't say anything and smiled and drank tea.

He has never liked to have useless verbal disputes with others on something, and he is about to become a talent with such a person. Oh no, he should be an old man who pursues the realm of Confucianism and saints, let alone win verbal debate.

You say your right, he says his right.

In fact, everyone is right and no one is wrong.

Such things will not be disputed for any consequences.

After a while of silence, Su Chunfeng took the last sip of the cold tea and said suddenly: "Old Feng, as you said just now, Zhao Shan just took the wrong path, but sometimes, life in the world, for the sake of living, for the sake of more

Living well and going on a certain path, perhaps explaining pretentiously that because of the unscrupulous, love is necessary, but in fact, it is very clear in my heart that this is just a selfish behavior within the scope of one's own ability, it is right,

Or is it wrong?”

Feng Pingyao thought about it carefully and said, "As long as it is not narrow-minded, not extreme, and not to cause disaster, it is not wrong. Selfishness is the nature of human beings. There are no saints in this world in the true sense, and there are no ones in history.

The true saint is too ruthless and can no longer be called human."

Su Chunfeng stood up, bowed slightly and said respectfully: "I've been taught."

"Just talking."

"goodbye."

"Um."

...

...

As the sensitive thin line connecting the temple and the rivers and lakes, it must not only maintain sufficient resilience to be easily torn, but also maintain a subtle situation and cannot become too thick. Therefore, Luo Tonghua is very busy all year round.

Almost everyone is running around. In addition to studying the Qimen magic school and the history of the Qimen rivers and lakes that he wished for throughout his life, he is to manage the outstanding students who are possessed by magic in various universities in the north.

It is hard to say whether they can prevent trouble from happening or guide their future outlook on life and values. It is hard to say whether they can prevent problems from happening or guiding them. Do their best and do their best to do their best and responsibilities.

No regrets or regrets.

There are nine palaces of Luo Tonghua in the north.

There are eight Li Quanyou in the south.

It has a bit of a kind of ruling the river.

After the National Day holiday, Luo Tonghua came to Jingcheng University again. He called Su Chunfeng, president of the Peking University Student Warlock Association, to the office for a while, and then told him to notify each student warlock to prepare to be at the Wenbei Academy of Archaeology.

The first meeting of the Peking University Student Warlock Association after the admission of this year's freshmen was organized.

When Su Chunfeng took over the position of president, he publicly told the student warlock that he would definitely not be competent as a president, and he hoped that everyone would help.

Now, he perfectly interprets how much he is.

After receiving such a simple small notification task from Professor Luo, he immediately called Vice President Shan Zhenzhen as soon as he went out: "Senior Zhenzhen, I just finished talking with Professor Luo, tomorrow night

At 7:30, I will hold a meeting at the Academy of Archaeology and Arts. Please help inform our school’s students of the warlock.”

"Okay." Shan Zhenzhen agreed happily.

This made Su Chunfeng feel a little guilty and self-blame-are he too lazy?

As before, the meetings of this kind of Peking University Student Warlock Association always have to hold a archway of a high-sounding history course and ask a professional teacher to give a lesson. Of course, there will be many non-warfare students, and even

Some people who came outside the school to take classes listened carefully. It was not until the history course ended and the non-warfare students and off-campus people left, Luo Tonghua would walk into the classroom and have a meeting.

The old bottles do not fill in new wine. For example, when Su Chunfeng attended the first Beijing University Student Warlock Association meeting after entering the school last year, Luo Tonghua still said those words. But after explaining those rules, precautions and other words, Luo Tonghua, who should have been separated from the meeting

Suddenly, he asked very seriously: "Qu Feiyan, do you have anything to say?"

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