Chapter 164 Wang Bu smiles bitterly and bids farewell to old friends
"I don't understand those formal things, but the more plainly you speak, the more it comes from the heart."
"The first step is to learn from the words and deeds of today."
"I happen to have Jin Shang's calligraphy on hand, and it says, 'Young fortune-teller, master of first-class poetry.' Although this sentence was written casually by Jin Shang, it reflects his sincere teachings."
"Why start with young people and then first-level officials? It's because the emperor is telling me that only by taking one step at a time and studying hard can young people be gradually promoted to the pillars of the country and first-level officials..."
"Why should I be a master of fortune-telling first and then a master of poetry? The emperor knew that I majored in fortune-telling and reminded me what is primary and secondary, what is important and what is light. By extension, this emperor is educating me on how to be a good person.
It is necessary to distinguish the priorities. As I write this, cold sweat breaks out on my back. I sigh secretly that I have been too confused these years, and then the blood surges in my chest. I am indeed the Holy Son of Tomorrow. Just one sentence wakes me up..."
"I regret it so much at this moment! When I first saw this calligraphy painting, I was shocked but could not feel the connotation. After I calmed down and read it carefully, I realized how sage this person is! This person has already classified the priorities.
These habits of being down-to-earth are deeply imprinted in the body, so even a random word contains the principles of life."
"After learning the last two sentences, I suddenly became enlightened. From now on, I want to understand that loyalty to the king and the country is the most important, being a fortune teller is the most important, and being a human being is the most important..."
“Kowtow to God for his grace!”
After Li Qingxian finished writing, he stood up respectfully, bent ninety degrees, and bowed three times.
Da Qi and previous dynasties did not kneel to the king.
Han Anbo and Yu Ping were shocked when they were in the same room.
"Is there... someone in front of you?" Han Anbo asked.
Li Qingxian carefully put away the "Notes on Listening to the Holy Interpretation" and said: "These are my notes on how to learn from the emperor's words and deeds. You must not touch them!"
Li Qingxian smiled, put the notes in the closet, and took some Bible books from the Qiankun bracelet and put them together.
"How can I, a sixteen-year-old child, have any evil intentions?" Li Qingxian patted the book with satisfaction.
Han Anbo and Yu Ping were just curious when someone rushed in from the door.
"Captain Li, we can't delay it any longer! If we delay it any longer, my mother will beat me to death!" A man rushed into the room and shouted.
Li Qingxian saw that it was the coach Dong Ying. The two parties had originally agreed to attend his thank you banquet when his mother recovered from her illness.
As a result, things kept coming up along the way, and I kept putting it off again and again. It took more than a month and it still didn’t happen.
"I've been really busy lately." Li Qingxian said helplessly.
Dong Yingwu's temperament grabbed Li Qingxian's sleeve and said: "Captain Li, let's make an appointment to stay in the countryside tonight! If you don't go, I will stay with you for the whole day. Wherever you go, I will go. I don't believe it.
, you are busier than Mr. Ge, and you don’t even have time to eat at night."
Li Qingxian couldn't laugh or cry.
Han Anbo smiled and said: "Team Li and Dong Ying are sincere, I think it's just for today. Anyway, our A9 team has been off these days, and the birthday party you originally had with the neighbors has also been postponed."
Li Qingxian thought for a while. He first experienced the Quiet Village, and then was forced to go to Beichen City. He came back last night and did it again. When he was not free, he really should take a rest.
"Okay! As long as there are no accidents, I will go with you tonight."
"It's less than two hours before Xiahei. Let's reserve a private room. I'll stay under the locust tree in the courtyard!" Dong Ying said and left.
Li Qingxian shook his head helplessly, opened the book of Xu Yuanhai's fortune-telling notes, and started flipping through it carefully.
Xu Yuanhai is a famous great destiny magician, as famous as the master of the Tianming Sect at the same time.
Li Qingxian used the in-depth reading method taught by Jiang Youfei. Every time he read an important knowledge point, he would ponder it over and over again until he understood it thoroughly. He studied each knowledge point hard and never looked at it.
If you encounter a part that you still don’t understand after watching it over and over again, just start reading it again from the first sentence on the first page. If you still don’t understand it, continue flipping to the beginning and start reading it again, and so on.
It took half an hour for Li Qingxian to read two pages of the book. His head was spinning. He asked for a piece of peach cake from Yu Ping to eat. He walked around the Yewei Yamen to exercise to stimulate blood circulation and chatted with the Yewei he met for a while.
, go back to the house and continue studying.
After reading for half an hour, Li Qingxian was reluctant to close the book, but Dong Ying was already urging him outside, so he reluctantly got up.
Li Qingxian was curious in his heart, but he didn't expect that he would actually learn it. After learning something, he felt energetic, just like taking a shot of chicken blood. He was tired, but he felt very refreshed.
"Sure enough, people are forced out..."
Li Qingxian took a brief look at the attire. Even the casual clothes of high-ranking officials had some features. Sometimes they felt ostentatious. Many officials wore brocade casual clothes or wild clothes worn by farmers and fishermen when they went out in private.
Li Qingxian changed into a plain silver brocade robe, similar to what he wore back home, and walked out.
Han Anbo and Yu Ping were not good enough and wore blue and brocade clothes wherever they went.
The group of people walked out of the yard and before going out, they met Wang Buku walking towards them carrying a red lacquer food box.
Li Qingxian and Wang Buku nodded lightly and passed by.
Wang Buku took a detour through the door and entered the Demon Hunting Department. He walked to the door of Ye Han's courtyard, greeted the guard at the door, and stepped in.
"Brother Ye, I brought you the wine and food from Xinghualou, which are all your usual favorites. I have been really busy recently, so I came late."
Wang Buku recently left the Black Light Division, encountered troubles one after another, and had too much time to take care of himself.
Before Wang Buku could enter the main room door, a soft sigh came from inside.
"But do you have time to give Li Qingxian a birthday gift?" Ye Han slowly walked to the door, stood on the threshold, and looked at Wang Buku under the stairs.
Wang Buku froze on the spot, holding the food box and staring blankly at Ye Han behind the door frame.
The wooden door blocked the sun, and the shadow cut between Ye Han's chest and abdomen.
"I, Ye Han, am down and out, but my ears are good. There are quite a few Taoist priests in the Black Deng Division with crooked mouths." Ye Han looked at Wang Buku expressionlessly.
Wang Buku sighed softly, knowing that Ye Han was suffering in his heart. He put down the food box and said, "I will come see you when I have time."
"I appreciate Brother Wang's kindness. Mr. Song asked me to cultivate my moral character and cultivate my character. It is inconvenient to meet foreigners. Mr. Wang will not come here in the future." Ye Han said.
Wang Buku was silent for a few breaths, hugged Ye Han with a fist, turned and left.
After walking out of the gate for more than ten steps, I heard a clang and the sound of a disk cracking in the yard.
Wang BuKu realized that he was extremely depressed, so he went to an acquaintance to express his anger. He understood in his heart and was not angry, so he slowly walked out.
Li Qingxian left the Yewei Yamen and met her mother first with Dong Ying. After being thanked by her mother, she entered Zuixiang Residence with He Lei and a few of her friends from the street patrol.
In the elegant room of Mingxuan, a red round table is placed in the middle, surrounded by rosewood chairs. The walls are covered with paintings and calligraphy, and are decorated with green plants.
The night outside the window shines on the canal, and the river water moves gently.
Li Qingxian refused and took the main seat. He Lei was on the left and Dong Ying was on the right. The eight of them ordered a dish each and started chatting all over the world.
He Lei picked up a piece of crystal elbow, put it on the food plate, and said, "Do you think the abolition of the street patrol house is true or false?"
Everyone was silent.
"Brother Han, you are well-informed. Do you have any new news?" He Lei asked.
Han Anbo smiled and said: "If you ask me about rumors in the market and rumors in the market, I have a good family, but I really don't understand the officialdom."
"Oh, my heart is so restless right now," He Lei said.