Chapter 1,142 When is it not the Lantern Festival?
(I wish everyone a happy Lantern Festival and good luck in the Year of the Dragon~)
The awe-inspiring Chen Ping'an and the Luolu Mountain of Aquarius Continent have become a battleground for military strategists.
Just like that majestic city and town known as the waist of the world, no matter how great the trend is, you still can't get around it.
If you want to know the answer to the riddle, you have to ask this person on this mountain.
The old scholar was worried and worried. He twitched his nose slightly and took a sniff, as if opening a military book and smelling a strong smell of gunpowder smoke. What should he do?
The matter was so important that Xiao Mo and Xie Gou rushed to the yard immediately and heard the old scholar remind him in a low voice, "Xian Yang, please remember not to act impulsively."
Liu Xianyang deliberately said with a straight face, "Don't worry, the swordsman and axe-hand will wait until the cup is thrown as a sign before they chop people."
Xie Gou somewhat admired Liu Xianyang's determination. This guy was really big-hearted and tolerant.
Jiang She's guy comes whenever he wants, and his mountain master fights whenever he wants. He's not a polite person.
Coming to the house empty-handed is already offensive, so it would be better for you not to take the opportunity to find a relative, but instead act like a debt collector. How is this going to end? Xie Gou felt sulky and couldn't help but glance sideways.
After five words, the latter responded with an apologetic smile as a good friend, saying he was sorry for causing trouble to fellow Taoist.
The old scholar laughed dumbly and patted Liu Xianyang's arm, "Don't always feel that you owe Chen Pingan anything."
In the private courtyard of the former city lord of Lingxi City, the female cultivator Wu Yan is in the most embarrassing situation right now. When she first boarded the ship, she might have been considered half an outsider, but now she is half an enemy. How could this woman be?
The first time I looked at Pei Qian, it was all wishful thinking and I couldn't get any response from him. But Wu Yan was satisfied to be able to look at Pei Qian a few more times. He was not the kind of appearance that makes people feel stunning at first sight, with his hair in a bun.
, revealing a high forehead, slender eyebrows, and a cold expression. Even if Pei Qian encountered such an unprepared change, his eyes were still resolute, without any trace of despair.
Probably in Wuyan's eyes, such an outstanding woman is not only the most outstanding woman in the past century, not only in the world, but also in the entire human world in history.
The more "promising" Pei Qian was, the more guilty Wu Yan felt, and he stood face to face, speechless.
Liu Xianyang was silent for a moment and said, "Mr.
Necessarily, Chen Ping'an should be unlucky for having such an obscure friend like me. Liu Xianyang has always known what to say, what to do, and how to get along with his friends. However, over the years, the thought of
At that time, he went everywhere begging for help, begging shopkeeper Yang of the medicine shop to save people, begging his neighbor Wang Zhu for locust leaves, begging the supervisor of Song Changjing for justice, and I felt very sad."
The old scholar hummed, raised his arms and clenched his fists. He looked dazed, and tapped his heart lightly, "I feel the same way. For example, it was only later that I learned that such a proud student just wanted to help my husband sell hundreds of more books.
Just bowing my head and toasting with others at the wine table. Every time I think about it, I feel uncomfortable."
Wearing and changing into pairs of straw sandals during those bleak years, Liu Xianyang's existence, to Chen Ping'an in Mubo Alley, seemed to have been living in the severe cold of winter, but even if the sky was gray, the future was always unclear.
It's true, but in the end I know in my heart that there is a sun in the sky.
Chen Ping'an is not alone. Many people with similar backgrounds and similar circumstances have bleak lives, just like walking in a narrow and dark alley for a long time. Occasionally looking up at the sky, there is always a glimmer of light, like a... way out.
Liu Xianyang asked directly, "What exactly is Jiang She thinking?"
After all, he is not Xiao Mo. The ancient Taoist priests like Bai Jing who wrote the old almanac in his own hand can only draw conclusions about the character of the characters by personally experiencing them.
In fact, if you really want to recognize Pei Qian, why should you deliberately become enemies with Chen Ping'an?
The old scholar's face was full of confusion. "If you want to ask why you are a good person and do good deeds, in the final analysis, it is always a matter of thought. If you ask why it is unreasonable and the branches and leaves are unruly, there are various reasons."
Even though Jiang She's Taoist companion was still present, Xiao Mo was not very polite when he spoke, "I guess Jiang She just takes the title of the founder of the military family very seriously and takes Pei Qian very lightly."
This is because Pei Qian was on the spot, and Xiao Mo couldn't bear to say harsh words. In ancient times, monks had firm thoughts and pure Taoist hearts. This is by no means a flattering word. They are far inferior to those in later generations who were confused by good and evil, good and bad.
Troubled. Whether it is the Buddhist ape subduing the mind or the Taoist
The method of killing three corpses, or the "inner demon" summarized by Qi Refiners, are all big bandits on the path of cultivation, and the "thieves in the mountains" on the way to seek immortality and attain the truth. Since Pei Qian is the former
The only "evil thoughts" left in Nian Jiang She's daughter's life must be the opportunity for enlightenment in this life. Cut them off immediately, and there must be no sloppiness in the state of mind.
The big bandits are in my heart, and the thieves are within myself.
"After finally waiting for the founders of the three religions to disband, Jiang She took it for granted and felt that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it. He was about to do another ground-breaking feat and write a preface to a new chapter. He always felt that Jiang She would kill my family.
Young Master, tell the world immediately, just like a beheaded general seizing the flag on the battlefield. Jiang She will have a reputation, which will make it easier for him to gather his troops and go all out to overthrow the old world."
At this point, Xiao Mo sneered, "Jiang She, this military strategist, has been the same for ten thousand years."
After five words, she finally stopped talking. She was still worried about adding fuel to the fire.
Xiao Mo said, "I just have to admit that those who have achieved great things throughout the ages have often been ruthless heroes like Jiang She, who are best at killing heroes."
The old scholar changed the topic intentionally or unintentionally, and said with a smile, "Generally speaking, when you are in a situation of death or in danger, there are maybe one or two people who love you and follow them, and you don't dare to expect more. I am a student, but you are all willing to do it."
To sacrifice one's life for him, regardless of the cost, shows that what he does is fair and his conduct is desirable. Having such a close disciple, as a teacher, I have a good vision and am proud of my heart."
While talking to himself, the old scholar began to pace in the courtyard, stretching his arms and twisting his neck from time to time, just like an old man who returned to his hometown after returning to his official career. He walked slowly and thought on the spur of the moment, "Anyway, there is a hurry.
If you don't come, you might as well talk about it. Are there any experts? Can you help me get a good luck? Ha, I asked a guest about the interests of the Huai River, and the answer was, "Children have been able to defeat thieves." Isn't it beautiful?"
It's a pity that no one agreed to play a game of chess with the old scholar. Xie Gou saw that it was a bit cold, and she couldn't bear the embarrassing situation of talking all the time, so she volunteered, "I'll do it, I'll do it!"
The old scholar thought for a while and looked at the young girl in the mink hat who was eager to try. She was probably a bad chess player who liked to say "make me regret a move", so he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, playing chess requires the most energy, so it won't be a waste of energy."
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The old scholar twisted his beard and pondered for a long time, and said for no reason, "One of the five thousand words of the Taoist ancestors said that if there is more than is damaged, there is more to make up for the deficiency. This is the way of heaven. The way of man is that if there is no damage, there will be more than enough to serve. Only the Taoist can have more than enough to serve the world."
Liu Xianyang nodded and said, "This is the basis for the saying that the immortal family on the mountain is 'enshrined' today."
The earth is naturally nourished for supply. Mountain climbing and cultivation must be repaid. This kind of debt repayment is a matter of course.
The old scholar lamented: "Those who have surplus in this world have too much to spare, and those who have insufficient have no place to stand. The smallest number of people possessing the most things is a kind of top-heavy, just like when people are sick and lethargic. The movement of the road will not stop.
So the sky is about to change, and there will be many omens and visions. The fields of the noble families at the foot of the mountain, the ownership of the spiritual energy of the mountains and rivers, the worldly gold and silver treasures, the fairy money on the mountain, etc., must all be scattered and rearranged.
Fan. So the founders of the three religions started to spread the Taoism, trying to calm the heaven and the earth, and reconcile the yin and yang. Everything is difficult at the beginning. They wanted to bring an end to an old book that has been written for thousands of years, and then start a new chapter for the world.
Head, write a fairly nice wedge."
Wu Yan finally spoke, and this sentence carried a lot of weight, "We need someone more to do justice for heaven."
Back then, Barbarian Zhou Zhou had such thoughts, and now the Zhang Fenghai of Qing Ming Tianxia must also be the same. The methods are different and the paths are different, but they have the same great ambition.
Liu Xianyang found a place, leaned against the pillar, crossed his arms across his chest, and began to close his eyes and meditate.
Xie Gou coquettishly said something fair, which seemed to exaggerate the ambition of others and undermine his own prestige, "No matter what, Jiang She is the fourth person after the battle to ascend to the sky and before they were killed together."
After all, Jiang She is the fourth person recognized by all Taoist priests in ancient times.
So her implication could not be simpler. Jiang She, the founder of military strategists, is really good at fighting. Mountain Master, you must take it easy.
There is no need to seek victory, as long as you survive, you will win.
If Jiang She is right, can he do it?
Ji, how could Daozu have ended up in person back then? He had to fight Jiang She in a one-on-one battle.
Swordsman Bai Jing has always thought highly of himself, but he doesn't think he has any qualifications to compete with Dao Zu. He has no idea at all.
Xie Gou frequently hinted with his eyes, "Old scholar, why don't you just move out of the mistress again? Trouble once is trouble, and owed two favors is not owed. We, the sons and daughters of the world, only care about grudges and grudges, so why should we cherish our face too much?"
The old scholar didn't seem to notice Xie Gou's reminder. He just straightened his clothes subconsciously and said to himself, "The most valuable and respectable thing is that before they ascended to heaven, those martyrs, those sages, those Taoist scholars, they didn't have
They thought they could survive, and they didn’t care whether future generations would remember their names or Taoist numbers. The most important thing was that they didn’t even think they could win!”
After pausing for a moment, the old scholar looked at the girl in the mink hat and asked with a smile, "Miss Xie, when you were the first woman to ascend to heaven, what did you think when you sheathed your sword?"
Xie Gou grinned, "The idea is simple, just four words, 'Really win?'"
At that time, Bai Jing was covered in blood, and her robe was soaked with two colors of blood, both scarlet and golden. The exhausted woman had her eyelids drooped. Her second thought was that this time I decided to
Get a good night's sleep and forget about everything else.
The old scholar continued, "How many ancient heroes have become earthly immortals. Their status and situation are like the righteous gods of mountains and rivers who are now crowned by heaven and earth, the Confucian Temple and the imperial court. They have gained a free body that can no longer be suppressed by heaven. They still give up.
Forgetting life and death is just being generous."
"Why?"
"We must pave a broad road for all sentient beings in future generations."
"This road is called freedom."
After hearing this, Wu Yan's eyes were extremely bright. Even though he was in a hostile relationship, he still sincerely admired the old scholar's magnanimity.
Those who are my enemies are not all villains. They may have flaws, omissions, and mistakes, but they can still be "adults" with their own magnanimity, vision, and actions.
If the young and rickety old man in front of me had lived in those turbulent years, he would have fought side by side with them, and he would have performed extremely youthful and energetic feats.
Wuyan thought about it for a while and asked something. She had already prepared it, "Ask the Literary Sage, Taoist ancestors talk about morality, the benevolence of the most sage teacher, the etiquette of the young master, the righteousness of the inferior sage, the rules that Yu Dou abides by, Chen Shan
There is nothing wrong with what we are pursuing so hard, and our respective knowledge bases are not utilitarian in nature."
The woman didn't have any aggressive attitude at all, it was more like asking for advice sincerely, even asking humbly.
The old scholar said, "If you want to really clarify this matter, you actually have to ask my disciple."
"If you want to explain a great truth well, you must not only say it in a few calm sentences or dozens of 'words', but also in the hundreds of 'things' that wear down your patience. If you are impatient, you will not be able to explain the truth well.
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The old scholar smiled and said, "Whether it is called utilitarianism or it is called merit, it is nothing more than maximizing the common interests of all sentient beings without compromising personal interests. This is the heart of heaven, which is close to the Tao. 1
If you don’t understand the truth, you will be ignorant of everything.”
The old scholar said slowly, "The most important thing in the country is to worship and serve the army. The three religions have always looked down upon military strategists as one family. They respect and fear your Legalists. When it comes to conquering the country and conquering the world, of course military strategists are indispensable.
In troubled times, all the schools of thought would be successful without anyone, except you, the military masters. Although I am a scholar who likes to write harsh words, I still dare to recognize this truth. I wear strong swords and sharp swords, open the heaven and earth with my fists, and cut down the world with my fists.
To overcome the thorns, we have to forcibly break out of a lifeless world with no access up and down, and a dark world surrounded by walls. We must turn the troubled times, where life is as cheap as grass, into a peaceful and prosperous era where we talk about mulberry and hemp. If the military strategists are not powerful,
, who dares to say that he is powerful? But, when the overall situation is decided, the emperor sits on the throne, and the civil and military guards the world, it will never be easy. No matter how you set up thousands of laws and punish tens of millions of people, it will never be enough, far from enough.
.Friends of Wuyan Taoism, do you know the root cause of why it is difficult for military strategists to establish a religion and call themselves ancestors? On the other hand, the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism are much more compliant? It was not just Jiang She who "intended to conspire" and made a big mistake that led to military strategists
It’s so simple to lose this easy-to-get title. Of course you can say that there are too many disciples of the three religions in later generations who have read their minds wrongly, recited the scriptures wrongly, and practiced the Taoism wrongly. But you should be clear about one fact, the most holy master,
Taoist, Buddha
Tuo, there are a few of them who have the courage, mind, vision, Dao and skills. They are not stingy enough to deliberately target you military strategists. You can also say that one day, with the talents and skills of Taoist companion Jiang She, you will be respected as a true military strategist.
Now, a single family has unified the world, and the three religions and the hundreds of schools of thought can be supplemented to repair people's hearts and the world together. It's just a matter of prioritizing, how can it not be done? You are not an old scholar, you are just a scholar.
Just because you are sitting in a Confucian temple, and you are close to each other, do you have to be biased? No, in my opinion, if you trace the origin, it lies in the purpose of the three religions, different paths lead to the same goal, and their fundamental knowledge is all about how to suppress desires.
Be cautious about independence, be restrained in desires, guard your heart, etc.”
"The art of war, military strategists and legalists are inseparable. Military strategists are too obedient to the desires of the people, blindly adding fuel to the flames, and are good at taking advantage of the situation and stirring up people's hearts. The divisions of tigers and wolves, with iron armor, are as powerful as floods. They kill generals and seize flags, and judge merit by their heads.
To be victorious in every battle, to be invincible, to destroy battles and destroy countries, everyone wants to achieve unparalleled achievements. Just rely on Legalism to control the water blockage and not let it go. If the people's minds are rough, it will be even more difficult to suppress the desire."
Wuyan's face was full of surprise. This was the first time someone told her this truth.
Pei Qian was about to speak but stopped, Liu Xianyang shook his head gently, indicating that she didn't need to say anything, and that she would leave it alone.
The old scholar laughed at himself, "So it's not that I can't trust your military strategists. In the final analysis, I can't trust human nature and desires."
"The flood is surging, the sea of desire is rising, the invisible water level of the world, the height is here..."
Having said this, the old scholar stretched out a palm with his palm facing down, placed it flat on his heart, and raised it slightly, "Since it can't be pressed down, the water level will get higher and higher."
Liu Xianyang opened his eyes and said, "There is no way to avoid it. There is no way to hide. The weak will drown first."
Liu Xianyang said that he had ridiculed and even scolded Chen Ping'an in person for being a bad person. Many difficult things happened to him, Chen Ping'an, as a result of his own fault. It was his fault to be dumb and eat Coptis chinensis.
But there is one thing that Liu Xianyang can't even joke about. Probably because they all come from hard backgrounds, so in their respective future life paths, they all firmly believe that they should do their best to provide all the people like Liu Xianyang and Chen Pingan, even if
It's a little... light. The market says it's hope, and the book says it's hope.
Because to be kind to them is to be kind to yourself, and to be kind to your childhood and youth.
What is a young man, who still believes that some truths are valid? What is twilight, who no longer believes that any truths are valid.
As the old saying goes, no matter how hard it is to be a teenager, the world seems not good enough, so many teenagers never survive.
The old scholar put his hands in his sleeves and murmured, "I came here in a hurry this time because I wanted to support the students. You are the parents and I am the husband. I thought there was such a relationship.
There is no reason why I can't open the skylight and say a few words. Therefore, I also want to hear what you and Jiang She are thinking now and see if you can convince me. I am very much looking forward to it. After ten thousand years of thinking, will Jiang She have any updates?
If a good idea path is really feasible, then you might as well take a look. If you have doubts for a while, just chat a few more words. Reasoning is not a quarrel. The more we talk, the clearer it will become."
It seemed that he had talked too much, and the old man's face became a little tired. He no longer talked about those sincere ways, and thousands of words were summarized into one truth, a simple human nature.
The old man looked at the woman and asked softly, "How could you let go of such a good daughter?"
Without waiting for an answer, the thin old man looked at Pei Qian and Liu Xianyang, Xiaomo and Miss Xie, stretched out his sleeves, rubbed his palms, murmured, his eyebrows softened slightly, and his head gradually lifted up to look into the distance.
It seems that the spring breeze and warm light that remain year after year are put to use at this moment.
The road is like the high blue sky and the thick loess, which allows people to cross the sea of suffering. I have a fragrant heart, and I am not afraid that God knows what the earth knows and what people know.
I have no skills, I can only teach and educate people.
The old scholar was not poor, and his life was good. He was not bitter, and he spoke patiently to everyone.
Thank you for loving me because you love my students. The old scholar is very grateful.
Whether it is the elders and juniors of a family, or teachers and students within a cultural lineage.
If there is a reunion and a full moon, the cup is full of wine, the seats are full of friends, the lights are on each other, and generations are in the same room, with laughter and joy, then what day is not the Lantern Festival?