Nine hundred and ninetieth chapters flying birds back to the story
On February 2, the dragon raises its head.
Dou points to the east, Spica is first exposed, things change and spring comes back, which is a symbol of the growth of all things, birds and beasts grow horns, grass and trees grow armor, and spring plowing and farming begin.
The imperial courts of various countries will meet today. The officials will be led by the ministers of rites and military affairs, and they will present agricultural books to the monarch of a country to show their roots. It means that "the major affairs of the country lie in sacrifice and military affairs", but "the foundation of a country lies in sacrifice and military affairs".
Farmers in the fields".
The emperor hosted a banquet for the ministers, drank Yichun wine brewed by ancient methods, and presented knives, rulers and other objects from the manufacturing office, all made of white jade, to express that all the princes in Gonggun are gentlemen and must be careful in their decisions and weigh the interests of the state. The queen is responsible for this.
Various numbers of "green pouches" were given to the concubines who entered the palace. They were all sewn by the empress herself, not by the maids of honor. The green pouches contained various grains and fruit seeds for them to donate to the palace.
Relatives, friends and children in their respective families pray for a good harvest and a good harvest in the New Year. It also symbolizes a family of bells and a scholarly family, and the warehouse is full of etiquette.
In Huaihuang County, since ancient times, on February 2, every household has had the custom of eating a bowl of dragon beard noodles in the morning, and the pancakes on this day are also named "Dragon Scales". On this day, small town women and those who want to get married
Women need to stop needlework because, according to the older generation, this is the day when the dragon is raising its head, and if there is any needlework, it may hurt the dragon's eyes and cause unhappiness.
In small towns, young and strong men and their children hold bamboo poles or wooden sticks together, knocking on the beams, beds, kitchens, etc., commonly known as shouting "Long Xingchun", and saying some auspicious words and old sayings passed down from generation to generation, such as "The warehouse is full like a mountain"
, higher than the west side of the mountain, the small warehouse is like a stream of water, staying in one's own field. Over there on Fulu Street and Taoye Lane, it may be more elegant, and the meaning of the words spoken is greater, mostly for good weather, peaceful Cathay, and five snakes and scorpions.
Avoid poison and avoid causing harm.
In the past thirty or forty years, due to the appearance of a broom star in Mud Bottle Alley, festive words that were originally related to the word "peace" became a taboo, and no one was willing to mention it.
Today, "blessing one's safety" has gradually become a very weighty and profound saying. Some wealthy families who have moved from small towns to state cities deliberately let their children break a piece of porcelain on this day.
Chant the word "broken peace" which is homophonic with peace every year, three more times to ask for a good omen.
The women and girls at home would go to the iron lock well early in the morning to carry loads and fetch water, so this day was also the day when they met the most people from Fulu Street and Taoye Lane and other neighbors in the town. The former were mostly rich and wealthy people.
Boys and girls in brocade clothes gathered in groups. At dawn, they picked up lanterns in one hand and left the house, carrying beautiful and exquisite celadon pots and jars in the other. The two groups met in their respective streets. Two groups of young people each wrote a poem like this.
The snake walks, draws water here and then returns the same way, which is called attracting money and dragon to the door, and attracting good fortune and auspiciousness to return home.
Early that morning, just after dawn, Chen Pingan took the boy in Tsing Yi, the girl in pink skirt, and millet grains down the mountain to the ancestral home in Mu Ping Lane.
Everyone had their own division of labor. Chen Ping'an first knocked the beams and beds with a bamboo pole, then took Chen Lingjun with him, each carrying a bucket, and went out to fetch water from the iron lock well. Nuanshu and millet grains stayed in the house and started the stove to light the fire.
Cooked pancakes.
Because the governor's office of Chuzhou recently issued an order, the Huaihuang County Government posted a notice that on this day, the iron lock well, which had been closed for a long time, allowed local people to carry water home.
Guo Zhujiu was catching up on her sleep recently. She slept so hard every day that Chen Ping'an didn't call her. It wasn't sword practice or cultivation, she was really just sleeping.
Walking out of the Mud Bottle Alley, Chen Lingjun shook the bucket in his hand and asked in a low voice: "Is it the master's intention to open the water wells? Did the master personally greet the county government and then the court approved it?"
The rules established by the Dali imperial court in the early years were extremely important, not to mention in Chuzhou, but also in the entire Aquarius Continent. No immortal master on the mountain dared to disobey them, let alone change the rules.
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "I didn't mention it. I originally planned to find an opportunity this year to tell the court that the ban would be lifted next year, so it was probably Zhao Yao's suggestion. Over the years, he has been committed to restoring the old traditions of various places. If the big
The Lisong family has not returned half of the mountains and rivers south of Dadu. Zhao Yao, who is serving as a minister in the Ministry of Justice, is even more busy. However, the Ministry of Revenue will definitely scold him as a prodigal who only knows how to show off, and the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites will also want to
Scolded him for stretching his hand too far."
Chen Lingjun said in an old-fashioned way: "Isn't this just pragmatism? Dali officials value meritorious service so much, and one is more pragmatic than the other. It's normal for Zhao Yao to mess around like this and not be liked."
I remember hearing something mentioned by the incense man who lit the incense on time. In recent years, the re-editing of local chronicles by the prefectures and counties of Dali was included in the imperial court's local evaluation. It is said that it was the suggestion of Zhao Shilang of the Ministry of Punishment. The key is to collect the common sayings and dialects from various places.
This has to be coordinated with the qi practitioners in each state. Each county is divided into two volumes. The one collected in the capital is filled with immortal energy, so there are complaints in the local area. They all feel that this is a waste of people and money, and it is a whitewashing of peace.
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Chen Pingan shook his head and smiled: "Long-term foresight, the conversion of virtual and real in it, is very knowledgeable, just like the conversion of gold and silver into copper coins, there is premium and loss, but if there is no smooth channel for 'circulation' between the two,
, there is a big problem. The Great Li Dynasty will become more and more like a powerful country with elite cavalry and strong soldiers and horses in the general sense, and gradually disappear into the public. It will no longer be the Aquarius Continent, or even the entire Haoran world.
The special, most 'different' Dali, if senior brother Cui Chan was still in office, what Zhao Yao did today is actually what a national master of a country would do."
Chen Lingjun said honestly: "Master, I don't quite understand. Anyway, I think he is very knowledgeable. From this, it can be seen that Zhao Yao is still a guy with some real ability?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "He is really capable."
Otherwise, he would not be able to become Bai Ye's anonymous disciple. When Zhao Yao was young, he left his hometown and traveled across the sea. He accidentally stumbled onto an island isolated in the middle of nowhere, which was where Bai Ye practiced Taoism.
Later, Bai Ye rushed to Fuyaozhou alone and gave a broken fairy sword "Taibai" to four people, one of whom was Zhao Yao.
Chen Lingjun said with a bad smile: "According to the family background and seniority, Minister Zhao is called Master Uncle, right?"
Chen Pingan nodded and smiled: "That is necessary."
The current governor of Chuzhou, Wu Yuan, because he was once the disciple of his senior brother Cui Chan, when meeting Chen Ping'an, he would also call him his uncle.
There are actually several junior nephews like this in the capital, and without exception they all hold high positions and deserve to be important ministers in the Great Li Temple.
In the markets of small towns, there are actually narrower roads than Mupin Alley, such as the current alley that takes a shortcut to Suolongjing. If a taller young man walks into it, the eaves are lower than the eyebrows.
, you can only walk with your head down. If you raise your head, your forehead will touch the eaves. The alley is not long, and the two walls are facing each other almost pinching you, and you cannot stretch your arms. In the past, when Chen Pingan went to carry water from Suolongjing, he would pass by this place.
It can save a lot of legwork, but the light is dark and a bit seeping. People of the same age in the small town dare not walk this road. Chen Pingan is not afraid of this, especially when it snows every winter and the dirt roads in the alleys are frozen solid.
On the ice, Chen Pingan placed the bucket on the ground at the entrance of the alley, pushed it forward gently, then stepped back a few steps, ran forward, and then slid on his knees. People and buckets passed by one after another.
Finally meeting at the other end of the alley, it was one of Chen Pingan's few games in his childhood and youth. This kind of solitary fun meant that one had to be careful not to be hit by the two rows of ice picks hanging from the eaves.
I took Chen Lingjun out of this dark alley with no name. There was a small well at the entrance of the alley, but the well mouth was small and the water was shallow. In the early years, three or four families nearby would carry water here in the early morning without having to walk far.
In Qingguang, the water in the well was exhausted, and it was not Chen Ping'an's turn in Mupin Alley to come here to take advantage. He once carried water from the iron lock well and was scolded. He was mistaken for a water thief, so later Chen Ping'an
When I read "The Suspicion of Plum Blossoms in the Melon Fields" in the book, I already understood the truth, but there was no one sentence in the book that explained the truth so clearly.
There used to be a vegetable garden next to the well, but the soil was poor and the vegetables grown were often short and thin, often with an astringent taste. Now the vegetable garden has long been abandoned and is filled with dilapidated rubble piled up from all directions. It is overgrown with weeds, both gray and green.
Color and color.
Chen Lingjun never paid attention to these market scenes. He didn't see much to see. He was walking in a big way. Suddenly he found that the master was stopping behind him and did not follow. Chen Lingjun turned his head and looked. Chen Ping'an quickly followed up and smiled casually.
: "If I take care of this vegetable garden, the soil quality will be much better, and the vegetables grown will not be so astringent and taste much better."
Chen Lingjun laughed and said, "That's for sure. The master is very diligent. He became a kiln worker's apprentice, and he knows how to recognize the soil, fertilize it and cultivate it. The vegetables in the garden can't grow as tall as a human being?"
After walking out for more than a dozen steps, Chen Lingjun was suddenly startled. He was chewing out the aftertaste. He carefully turned his head and looked at the master beside him.
Chen Ping'an smiled and touched the head of the boy in Tsing Yi, "It's good that you know. Don't give me a few grains of millet. It's easy for everyone to know."
Chen Lingjun nodded vigorously and took the initiative to change the topic, "The guy who went fishing in Huanghu Mountain called himself Fu Hu, a native of Beijing. He is now the magistrate of Pingnan County. He also said that the master personally invited him to go fishing in Huanghu Mountain. This guy's surname is Fu.
Yes, do you really know the master?"
A seventh-grade sesame official was very courageous and dared to go fishing in Huanghu Mountain, but was caught by Chen Lingjun. Huanghu Mountain was once a dojo under the water, and of course it is a geomantic treasure, a place where fish and dragons hide, and smoke.
With its deep locks and misty clouds and water, it is really a good place for fishing, but no outsider would dare to come here to fish.
Chen Ping'an hummed, "We know each other. We went fishing together in Pingnan County before. Magistrate Fu even gave me a few fish. He is a very talkative person and doesn't have any official air about him."
Fu Hu himself didn't know why he was able to be transferred out of the Capital Reporting Office, but why there was such a shortage of county officials. Moreover, Pingnan County is located in Shang County of Chuzhou. It was obviously a sign that the imperial court wanted to reuse him.
No wonder Fu Hu, who was used to working as an errand in the Qingshui Yamen, was confused. But Chen Pingan knew very well that he must have gotten along well with Lin Zhengcheng when they were officials in the same Yamen. Lin Zhengcheng helped Lin Zhengcheng before he was transferred out of Beijing to take charge of the Hongzhou Logging Institute.
Fu Hu said a few nice words, and the reason why Chen Pingan went to the river to "block" Fu Hu was because he wanted to use stones from other mountains to attack jade. First, let's take a look at Fu Hu's character.
Chen Lingjun said: "County Magistrate Fu is very formal in his speech. I can't catch him and often can't talk to him."
Previously, Chen Lingjun accompanied this young official from the capital and chatted casually for a few words, but they didn't agree with each other at all. Fu Hu said so-and-so, how could he know that he would be granted a title of marquis and minister, and the golden horse in the Yutang must have a high-spirited spirit and move his face.
Qingli. Who would have thought that Zhima, a junior official and a subordinate to the Prime Minister, had little talent and little knowledge, and was narrow-minded and timid. It was a pity that brother Dafeng was not present at the time, otherwise Chen Lingjun would have had Zheng Dafeng take action to kill Fu Hu's academic spirit.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Fu Hu is more than enough to be an upright official."
Many noble sons from poor families work as farmhouse attendants in the morning, ascend to the emperor's hall in the evening, and enter the official career as officials. The difficulty lies in the word "wealth", and gold and silver treasures pile up like a ghost gate.
The difficulty for a son of aristocratic family to be an official is that a well-fed man does not know how hungry a man is. He is afraid that he has high vision but low hand, has great ambition and lacks talent, and neither understands nor cares about the sufferings of the people.
After walking through this shabby alley, the road becomes wider. The ancient locust tree from the past is still there. There are long wooden benches underneath and a few stone piers for people to rest and cool down in summer and bask in the sun in winter. In spring, sometimes
There are green clothes gathered on the tree. The feathers of the birds are similar in color to the leaves, making it difficult to detect. When they make a chirping sound, people under the tree will look up and take a look. Naughty children will take out their slingshots. Gu Can is a master of this.
He is patient and good, and often carries a long string back to Mu Ping Alley. Other houses use feather dusters and shuttlecocks, but Gu Can's house is different.
Although there was a notice posted at the government office, there were still not many people who came to fetch water from the iron lock well today. Most of them were old people. When they saw Chen Ping'an and the boy in Tsing Yi, they also looked cautious. In addition, they were not familiar with each other in their early years, so they seemed very nervous.
They had nothing to say, and they didn't dare to strike up a conversation easily. At this moment, the two local old men at the well who had never moved out of the town deliberately stepped aside and let the rising star Chen Shanzhu carry water first. Chen Ping'an smiled and shouted in the town dialect,
Let them fetch water first. Anyway, according to the customs in their hometown, they are not relatives with the same surname or seniority. They only need to call them according to their age. For example, if the old people are in their sixties and one generation higher than Chen Pingan, they can just call them uncle.
, and Chen Lingjun has to call him grandpa in dialect. If Chen Lingjun calls him grandpa, the boy in Tsing Yi has to call him "ma'am". In this small town, both men and women can call "ma'am". It's grandpa or grandma.
mean.
After Chen Pingan left carrying water, the two old men whispered.
"This Chen Ping'an must be forty years old, right?"
"Yes, he looks like he is in his thirties."
"Not long ago, I met Chen Dequan in Zhoucheng. He said that according to their Chen family tree, Chen Ping'an is three generations below him. When I see him, I have to call him "ma'am."
The other old man turned around and spat hard, using the old saying that he was a loser.
Chen Lingjun listened in the distance and found it funny. Chen Lingjun not only understood the small town dialect here, but also spoke it just like the locals. When you say "lose the drum", it means "lose face".
The biggest feature of the small town dialect is that the vocabulary is almost all flat tones, with few rises and falls. Although outsiders like Huang Tingguo often have different customs and different pronunciations, the accent of the native people in the small town is indeed different.
Common.
Chen Ping'an never minded the leisure time of those elders.
I just had no reason to think of the old Lotus Root Blessed Land. He often asked Pei Qian, who was eating and drinking, to go out to fetch water. I guess every time he tasted the lazy black charcoal, he would fetch at most half a bucket of water, and there might not be any, and he would carry the bucket all the way.
Ah, when we returned to Cao Qinglang's house, the well water in the wooden bucket had already bottomed out. When he entered the house, Pei Qian was very covert when he lifted the bucket with both hands, always turning sideways, just enough to prevent Chen Ping'an from seeing the bucket.
The water level inside, she had to pretend to be very heavy, and when she staggered to the stove, she would secretly scoop up the water with a bucket, then stand on tiptoe, raise the bucket as high as possible, and then pour it into the water tank to make the sound of the water louder.
, is he just a little self-taught actor?
On the way back, I saw an old man from a small town who was scattering ashes on the ground and walking away. As time passed, twenty years became a lifetime. It was almost thirty years before Lizhu Cave fell to the ground and opened its doors to the outside world. Now it has been almost thirty years.
, so this kind of scene is becoming less and less common. When Chen Lingjun first arrived in the town, he could often see the people in the town busy with such things.
Chen Lingjun asked: "Sir, why do we never spread ashes to attract dragons in our family?"
Ever since he came to Luopo Mountain, the master seems to have never done anything to attract dragons. On February 2, he just banged bamboo poles and ate noodles.
Chen Pingan said with a smile: "My family also had it when I was a child. Later, because I didn't know the details of the rules here, I had to cooperate with many old sayings to attract the dragon. I didn't understand anything, and I was afraid that if I messed up, I would violate taboos, so after thinking about it, I decided
never mind."
In previous years, every February 2nd, the elderly in each family were also busy, but they couldn't be busy. They were very particular. After dawn on February 2nd, when the sun was shining brightly, the light passed through the fence gate on the easternmost side of the town.
You can spread ashes to attract the dragon, but if it is a cloudy and rainy day, you can only wait patiently. If it is just cloudy and no rain, choose the time. If it rains all day, you can only stare and wonder about the next day.
The whole year will be full of worries.
There are five ways to attract dragons, and each household has a different number of ways. Generally speaking, those with prosperous families will have many types, while poor families with little incense will have at most two types of dragons.
For example, carrying water home from an iron-locked well is one of them. People in small towns can do it from any door. Just carry water and pour it into your own water tank. It is the simplest way to attract the dragon. It is somewhat similar to the general outline of an article.
In addition, there are several more ceremonial ways to attract dragons, most of which are done by elderly people in the family who are familiar with the customs. For example, in the past, old locust trees were selected, or large rocks by the roadside close to home were used, and stove ashes were spread around in a circle.
Then let the youngest child in the family, regardless of gender, hold a red string and tie a copper coin and place it in the circle. If the family is rich, use a red string to tie a grain of gold and silver. The child is responsible for pulling the money home and dragging it.
When buying copper coins, gold or silver, you need to open a hole in the circle, like a dragon spitting water, and water is wealth, which is equivalent to opening up a way to bring money into the home. Then put the copper coins into a celadon piggy bank, and then let the head of the family
, is responsible for covering the porcelain jar with his own hands, and the wealth that comes into the house is retained. With wealth, the whole family will naturally have no worries about food and drink in the new year.
In addition, there are also old people who mutter something and scatter vegetation and stove ashes in a horizontal line at the door of their house to block the door from disasters, or scatter them in the shape of dragons and snakes in the corners of the wall to block evil spirits. Or they pile up grains and grains in the courtyard and drying field.
Make it into a hill shape, and then sprinkle ashes to form a circle, like water surrounding a mountain, wishing you a good harvest today and a full warehouse. Some wealthy families with many fields at home are even more particular. There are two ways to say that sending yellow and green flowers is a gift.
One person wears a bag full of grass ash on his waist and scatters it all the way to the Longxu River outside the town. The other person uses a bag of chaff to lure the dragon home. This not only means to attract the dragon from the field, but also to send away the poor god Ying.
The saying of the God of Wealth.
If in the past, the master had given this explanation, Chen Lingjun would have just heard it, but it was different today. He quickly wanted to understand the real reason.
The master did not tell lies. When he was young, the master neither read books nor was anyone willing to teach him these skills. It is true that he did not understand the rules and taboos of attracting dragons, but the real reason was that the master at that time was in
Maybe he is a taboo in his hometown town.
Chen Pingan smiled and asked: "Have you thought about the way out?"
Chen Lingjun asked in confusion: "What?"
Chen Ping'an said: "Fire burns grass and trees into ashes, raises mountains, draws water, ties wood, and pulls money. This involves the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. The reason why every household has different ways of attracting dragons is that they need to cooperate with the five elements.
If you are a numerologist, if you have a lot of people in your family, you can collect five kinds of ashes to attract the dragon, but if you have a small number of people, you can only choose two or three kinds."
Chen Lingjun nodded and said: "That's what I meant. I've figured it out a long time ago. I thought I was going to say something mysterious."
A chestnut fell down, and Chen Lingjun, who had been prepared for it, quickly turned around.
It seems that in every rural village, there is a stupid fool who is not enlightened, and Chen Lingjun is like the one who thinks that there is no such thing, haha, is there, we don't have it here.
Chen Ping'an walked back to Mubo Alley, passing by the Cao family's ancestral house, and looked at the house next door to the left of his ancestral house, then walked into the courtyard, and poured water into the jar with Chen Lingjun.
Nuan Shu and Xiao Mi Li had already prepared bowls and chopsticks, and sat around the table together in the main room, eating the dragon's beard noodles that were supposed to be bland, but Nuan Shu specially brought some kinds of dried mountain vegetables that she had picked and dried.
Chen Ping'an and the others ate happily. Chen Lingjun, who was sitting at the door, finished a bowl. He coughed and tapped his chopsticks to indicate to some stupid girl that he had some eyesight. Chen Ping'an just pushed the empty bowl in his hand, and Chen Lingjun immediately stood up.
, with a white bowl in each hand, asked the master to wait for a moment, then went to the kitchen to choose some noodles.
Sitting down again, Chen Lingjun rolled up a large piece of noodles with chopsticks, blew a breath, and asked: "Master, Zheng Dafeng really wants to go to Xiandu Mountain."
Zheng Dafeng has just returned to Luopo Mountain and is about to leave. Chen Lingjun must be the most disappointed one. It would be more exciting if he could chat and spank with Brother Dafeng every day.
Chen Pingan said: "I will persuade him again."
Regardless of Zheng Dafeng's previous excuses, there was actually only one real reason, to make way for Xianwei.
Cui Dongshan's warm invitation just gave Zheng Dafeng an excuse to persuade Chen Pingan and Xianwei.
Chen Lingjun was relieved. The master was willing to personally go out and persuade him to stay. With his own cooperation and encouragement, he must have some confidence in keeping brother Dafeng.
Chen Lingjun said vaguely: "Because we didn't know the exact time of the master's return to his hometown, Li Huai left the dragon boat ferry with his young fellow Taoist and went directly to the academy."
Chen Pingan nodded.
Li Huai and Taoist Nen, who previously attended the opening ceremony of the Huangliang Sect with Chen Lingjun and Guo Zhujiu, did not return to Niujiaodu together because Li Huai had to rush to the Cliff Academy to have a sage status. It was different after all. Now
Some college matters require his presence.
In addition, Chen Ping'an has already replied to Brother Mao and sent another letter to Li Huai, saying the same thing, that is, in the name of Shanya Academy, he invited the young Taoist to participate in the excavation of Tongye Island. After all, the young Taoist has a
The Cliff Academy will not publicize the fact that Li Huai's retinue concealed his identity on the mountain. The academy and the Confucian Temple will only record the files secretly. Before Mao Xiaodong was promoted to the director of Liji Academy, he was the deputy director of the Cliff Academy for many years.
The mountain chief, it is naturally more appropriate for him to discuss this matter with the academy than Chen Ping'an. Mao Xiaodong has been promoted in the Confucian Temple's orthodoxy, and serves as a Confucian academy, especially as the second-in-command of the Liji Academy.
Handle, Shanya Academy and the Gao family in the Sui Dynasty are all related to Yourong. As for how Li Huai suddenly became a sage appointed by the Confucian Temple, I guess the academy and the Gao family are still confused to this day. They are the kind of people who don't know how to communicate with others.
What an unexpected surprise to brag about. After all, you can't be unconscionable and say that Li Huai from our academy reads poetry and books and is a first-class scholar, right?
The Confucian gentlemen in the academy may have the only impression of the student Li Huai that he is still hard at studying but always gets the lowest grades?
Chen Lingjun sighed sincerely: "They are all regarded as sages in the academy. Li Huai is also a fool with stupid blessings. I have always been very accurate in judging people. Only on Li Huai's side, I made a mistake."
Nuanshu glanced at Chen Lingjun silently, Xiaomi Li sighed and shook his head.
Chen Lingjun just pretended not to see or hear, the two girls were in the movie, they had long hair but short knowledge, they knew a hammer.
I, the young prince of the river, the little dragon king of the down-and-out mountain, have been through the winds and waves, and have traveled all over the world. Apart from my own master, who can be more knowledgeable and aware of the dangers of the world than me?
Chen Pingan laughed it off.
On the way to study at Sui Cliff Academy together, Li Huai once told Chen Ping'an an embarrassing incident, saying that he was naughty when he was a child, and no matter what trouble he got into, his mother, who was always thunderous but not rainy, would only beat her.
He was beaten once, and hard, until his butt was bruised and he was crying.
It turns out that Li Huai was once taken by his sister Li Liu to "lead the money dragon". He deliberately dragged the red threaded copper coins, and with a twist, the gray thread circle that Li Liu sprinkled was completely disturbed. He swaggered back home without knowing the importance of it.
, treated it as a feat to show off to her parents, and the woman turned pale with fright. She first grabbed her daughter's ears, and then pinched her daughter's arm. The woman scolded her loudly, and blamed Li Liu, the elder sister, for how she could not do this.
If she doesn't stop Huaizi, the woman is not worried about wealth. Anyway, the family is so poor. Not to mention that they can't afford to worship the God of Wealth. It is estimated that even the God of Poverty doesn't care about staying in their house. She is just worried about Li Huai.
Doing it is a taboo. Li Huai is young and can't stand the weird sayings that some old people often talk about. Therefore, no matter how much the woman feels sorry for her son, she can't find the family law to serve her. She presses Li Huai on the bench and acts like a feather duster.
, in fact, it was just to show God that you had already learned a lesson, so don’t be angry. But the woman was still worried. That was the only time she went to the backyard of Yang’s shop with a gift, humbled herself, and found her own house.
The man's unreliable master helped, the old guy knew better, and maybe there was a way to remedy it. At least, Li Huai wouldn't be implicated. After hearing about it, Old Yang, who was vomiting smoke at the time, still remained unchanged forever.
With a paralyzed expression on his face, he just said it was nothing, that there was nothing taboo or taboo.
The woman became anxious when she heard this. Li Huai is not your grandson. You, an old and immortal thing, shouldn't take it seriously, right?
Seeing the woman, she was about to cry, make a fuss, and hang herself. The old man with a dark face had no choice but to put away his tobacco stick and tell her to stop making noise. If she continued to make noise, there would be trouble.
Although the woman was dubious, she immediately shut up. In the end, the old man, who almost never left home except for going into the mountains alone to collect herbs throughout the year, rarely put the cigarette stick on his waist and went out.
Old Man Yang went to the side room filled with sundries and fetched a bag. The old man said expressionlessly, telling the woman not to follow him.
The woman was not afraid of this unsympathetic old man, but she was afraid of those illusory old rules, so she followed them honestly and did not follow them.
When Old Man Yang left the drug store, the woman asked her daughter Li Liu, who was traveling with him, to secretly take home the door-to-door gift she had left on the counter in the front room of the drug store.
According to the woman's little plan, when she came to ask for help this time, she would not let the old man see the gift she had brought. After she went to the backyard of the medicine shop, if she could get something done, she would grit her teeth and give it to her. If it didn't work, she would give it to him.
Does the old guy still have the nerve to accept gifts? Judging from the old guy's appearance and posture when he goes out, he is probably very confident. Since they are half family members and it is not a holiday today, what kind of gift should he give?
After clearing away the dishes, Chen Pingan took them to Qilong Lane.
Over there in Chuzhou, I think the business of the hair-shaving shop is the best today. When children are taken by their elders to get haircuts, they also call it a "happy head" shave.
However, this is a custom that exists in various places outside. In fact, this term did not exist in this small town in the early years. For example, Hongzhu Town is the place where the three rivers converge. There is a custom of setting off dragon boats in the early morning and setting off dragon lanterns at night. The former is to invite the dragon to raise its head and come out of the water.
, to protect the boat owners and merchants who use the waterway for a year to sail safely and without trouble. The latter is a trend brought by those low-class boat owners. They are the survivors of the old Shenshui Kingdom, and they are among those who have not yet been pardoned by the imperial court.
Generations have gathered in a river bend and are not allowed to go ashore, so tonight they will use a dragon boat made of reeds and sorghum stalks, place an oil bowl, light a candle, put it in the river bend, and follow the water downstream, which means lighting up the dragon.
Night road in the water. Nowadays, in Chuzhou City, which is in the same city as the state capital, the custom of setting up dragon boats and setting off lanterns has followed.
Chen Lingjun curled his lips and said: "Brother Jia is a very busy man now. He is the second manager. He is homeless all year round and wanders around in the sky. If this continues, if I make a few more new friends, I am afraid that he will not recognize me as a troubled person.
Brothers."
"Master Jia is a very nostalgic person."
Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Cui Dongshan plans to draw Master Jia Lao to the Qingping Sword Sect and join the Zhanglu genealogy lineage. He will be responsible for teaching his disciples the worldliness and worldliness of those who travel abroad."
When Chen Lingjun heard this, he immediately became anxious and felt that he had to risk his life to remonstrate with his master, "Master, Brother Jia can't be poached by the big white goose! The big white goose is endless and lawless! You have to take care of it, you really have to.
Knock, knock, knock! Besides, if Brother Jia goes there to change the genealogy, Zhao Denggao and Jiu'er are not allowed to go with him. Our Luopo Mountain is the Shangzong after all, and now the number of members of the genealogy has been lost to that of the lower sect.
Come on, sir, I agreed in advance. I am not trying to judge others by myself. I just feel that with the virtue of the big white goose, if I bring the lower sect to our upper sect to participate in discussions, I will definitely bring many people with me in a grand manner.
If you go up to Jise Peak, you have to show off with us."
Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, "It's something Cui Dongshan can do."
Chen Lingjun said: "If such a day comes, I will definitely be very angry anyway."
Chen Pingan turned to look at Nuanshu and Xiaomili, and asked with a smile: "What do you think?"
Xiaomi Li frowned. She didn't bring her hiking pole or golden pole when she went down the mountain today. She tugged on the rope that was used to carry the bread across her body, nodded and shook her head, "Not as angry as Jing Qing, right?"
You must be angry if you are angry.
Nuan Shu said softly: "Master, our mountain is much deserted now."
Listen, let's.
Chen Lingjun gave a thumbs up. It's rare for a stupid girl to say something smart.
It was like holding an internal meeting at the Patriarch Hall on the hilltop. When Chen Pingan saw that the three of them were in agreement, he nodded and said: "Don't worry, I've got it figured out."
When I arrived at Qilong Lane, I walked down the steps and first went to the Caotou Shop. The girl Cui Huahua left here and boarded the Feng Yuan Ferry. She soon became a member of the genealogy of the Qingping Sword Sect.
Only Zhao Denggao and Tian Jiuer were left as shop assistants. When they saw the mountain master coming, they were from the same family and more like brother and sister. They both saluted Chen Pingan immediately. Chen Pingan looked at Jiuer's face and felt relieved.
, nodded, chatted with them for a few words, looked through the account books symbolically, went through the motions, and then went to the New Year's Eve shop next door. The white-haired boy had already moved to the sword worship platform. In addition to teaching Taoism to his disciple Yao Xiaoyan,
Now he has an additional identity as a genealogist. Every day he goes to the entrance of Luopo Mountain and waits, waiting for guests to come to the door and record it in the book.
In terms of maintaining the old customs of the town and introducing new customs, Jia Lao Shenxian of Qilong Lane has made great contributions and made great contributions.
In the past few years, at weddings and funerals in the town, regardless of whether he was rich or poor, as long as a neighbor invited him, Jia Lao Shenxian would almost always come to help. From beginning to end, everything was very organized. As time went by, a Taoist priest Jia emerged in Qilong Lane.
The reputation of the old immortal master is getting bigger and bigger. Even in the city, they like to call the old immortal Jia to come over to hold the place and organize various weddings and weddings. Whether or not the old immortal Jia comes to visit has become a competition for family reputation in the city.
It is a benchmark, not to mention that Jia Lao Shenxian does not seek wealth. He is from a wealthy family with a strong family. He gives a big red envelope and accepts it without fail. In a poor and impoverished family, the old Shenxian only eats a meal and drinks a small drink, and never says a word.
After complaining, if you are invited again later, the old god will still be willing to come.
In recent years, the town has seen a lot of elderly people walking around on the first day of the first lunar month, so when to set off firecrackers and the specific time to set off the firecrackers is also a question that Jia Lao Shenxian often asks on the eve of New Year’s Eve when he goes from door to door asking about dinner.
There are even people from Zhoucheng who come to Qilong Lane in the town during the New Year season to consult with the old gods on this matter, so as not to miss the auspicious time to welcome the new year.
It was Jia Lao Shenxian's explanation and leadership that caused Huaihuang County and Chuzhou City to gradually develop a new custom in recent years, because it was discovered that February 2 was the birthday of the Earth God. According to the old deity, there were rumors from other places that
Folks have long had the custom of worshiping communities. In the minds of the common people, the gods of various mountains and rivers and the gods of states, counties and cities, although they have great magical powers and protect a local customs, their tempers are inevitably good and bad, and the temples are often deep, and the golden statues enshrined in the main hall are unavoidable.
Statues of gods are tall and majestic, which can easily scare people away. As a god of good fortune but with the lowest official rank, the Tugong is the most popular official who is close to the people. Because Tutu temples are often mixed with people's residences, there are even some "Tudi temples"
It was just a stone statue carved on the roadside. So under the leadership of Jia Lao Shenxian, every household who believed in this developed the habit of "warming the earth god's life" on this day, buying clothes, cars, horses and houses with paper money shops.
They carried it to the Earth Temple to burn incense and offer sacrifices, beat gongs and drums, and set off firecrackers, which was very lively.
At the New Year's Eve shop, I found that Shi Rou and Zhou Junchen were also eating dragon beard noodles, and it was the little mute who was cooking. Shi Rou invited him to sit down, and Chen Pingan was not polite, so he ate an extra bowl.
Returning to Luolu Mountain, everyone went about their business. Nuanshu wanted to sweep the courtyard, Xiaomili and Jingqing wanted to patrol the mountain together. Chen Pingan only saw Xianwei sitting on the bamboo chair at the door, saying that Brother Dafeng hadn't gotten up yet. Chen Pingan
So he went to the house and knocked on the door. The sleepy-eyed man opened the door, bent down and pulled his boots, and complained to the mountain owner, saying that he had finally had a good dream, and it was hard to say whether it would be continued tonight.
Chen Ping'an took Zheng Dafeng to climb the mountain together and reached the top of the mountain. Because Jiling Peak was higher than Tiandu Peak, leaning on the railing and looking far away, one could see the small town with smoke curling up from the east.
Chen Pingan and Zheng Dafeng looked at the town together.
One of them was looking at the old school in the small town, and the other was looking at the backyard of the Yang Family Drug Store.
Zheng Dafeng tugged on his collar and sighed softly.
Where the world is sad, there is a pavilion to see off guests.
Nowadays, there are not many acquaintances in the town, and even Huang Erniang's wine shop has moved to the state capital, probably for her son's education, so that he can take part in the imperial examination and be named on the gold list.
Zheng Dafeng asked: "I heard that you plan to be a teacher who opens an elementary school?"
Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, "We have found a good place, and now we even have a backer."
Zheng Dafeng asked curiously: "Backer? Who is this person?"
Chen Ping'an said: "On the border of Yunzhou in the south of Hongzhou, the water god Gao Niang has just moved from the Jixiang Temple in the upper reaches of the Baihu River."
Zheng Dafeng burst out laughing. He had heard of the famous name of this river god, and it was like thunder to his ears. He was a man of steel and righteousness, and he would die as a fellow Taoist rather than as a poor Taoist.
However, Zheng Dafeng rubbed his chin. He heard that the Water Goddess on the Baihu River downstream of the Tieguan River had the nickname "Canna" on that mountain, and she had long admired her.
Chen Ping'an said: "The group of tutors hired by the Chen family in Longwei Xi will soon leave Huaihuang County. In the future, the tutors of the school can only be appointed through the county teaching edict."
Zheng Dafeng leaned against the railing and said lazily: "To be honest, I
If those scholars who are famous in the country come here to teach Mongolian writing to a bunch of children, they will feel aggrieved. In other words, the price offered by the Chen family of Longwei Xi is high enough, except for a large monthly salary.
, the rare books collected by the Chen family are given away every year, otherwise who would be willing to come here, it would be too much, and the key is that after all these years of preaching and teaching, I have not been able to teach a Jinshi master."
It is estimated that the Chen family of Longwei Xi worked so hard. In addition to being optimistic about the Dali imperial court and having to show goodwill to the Song family of Dali, he also had a selfish intention and was lucky. He hoped that there would be a few people like Chen Ping'an in his school.
Even if there are people like Ma Kuxuan and Zhao Yao, even if there are two people, as long as there is such a person with similar fortunes and achievements, the Chen family of Longwei Xi will be considered profitable.
You must know that an old master in the new school was a very famous literary leader of several countries in the central Aquarius continent in the past. This old master, who was poor in scriptures, spent seven years and finally wrote a famous book with commentaries.
It was carved when it was one year old, in the first month of spring, when the star of Sui De was seen in the night sky, shining far brighter than in the past, so that the star could be seen in the daytime. This is not a rumor spread by false rumors, but a fact witnessed by all the emperors of various countries.
According to folklore, Emperor Wenchang is responsible for the foundation of the civil and military examinations in the world. In some local counties and counties that do not have enough cultural and educational foundations, let alone the Jinshi examination, if there are scholars who pass the examination, they will be regarded as the reincarnation of Wenchang star.
And tomorrow, the third day of February, is said to be Wenchang Jun’s birthday, so not only is it at the foot of Haoran Jiuzhou Mountain, the former Lizhu Cave Sky, the old school in the small town, but also the Chen family’s birthplace in Longwei Creek.
Xinxiang private schools founded by wealthy people, according to custom, all accept young men on this day, which has a beautiful meaning and hopes that those who are interested in reading can take the lead.
It's just that the Confucian gentlemen in the school now have some new red tape rules. The teaching gentlemen wear crowns and dark red clothes, and take the Meng boys who have just entered school together on foot to the Confucian Temple outside the town. Go first.
Worshiping the hanging statue of the most holy teacher, he was then led to a room by the temple blessing. The pen and ink had been prepared long ago, but it was not black ink, but made from ground cinnabar given by the government office. The children lined up.
Standing still, the Master touched the spots between their brows one by one.
When I returned to the school, the first character that the teacher taught the children, the so-called "kaihong", the first word to write on the first day of school, was the word "人".
It's just that compared to the past, the school has many new etiquettes, but one old thing is missing.
In the past, after Meng Tong started writing the word "人", he would leave the school under the leadership of Mr. Qi, go to the old locust tree together, set up a ladder, and hang red cloth with different wishes written on the tree.
. Even if there are some tacky content about making a lot of money, or a good harvest and a prosperous livestock, most of them are the sayings taught to the children by the elders who entered the school. Mr. Qi will write down the wishes meticulously and help write the wishes on the long red cloth.
, and then hang it on the old locust tree branch with a red rope.
Every time the wind blows and the red cloth flutters, there is a slight rustling sound, and the good wishes from the Meng children seem to be echoed.
Maybe it will come true that year, maybe next year.
Before Mr. Qi, and after Mr. Qi, there was no such custom.
In this world, no matter how high the realm of cultivators is, they are not gods after all. Therefore, no one dares to say that there are four lives and six paths, the three realms and ten directions.
Zheng Dafeng looked towards the main street of the town and sighed, "That old locust tree should not be cut down, otherwise our state boundary will still be a natural cornucopia for a long time. Even if it fell to the ground and took root, it will never be cut down."
Dongtian has been downgraded to a blessed land. As long as the locust trees are still there, Wuling County in the Qingming world, whether now or in the future, will not be able to compare with this place in terms of "outstanding people and places". Mr. Qi will not stop it, and neither will Master.
I'm confused, what are you thinking, are you just letting Cui Han do the business of fishing in the lake and burning the forest for hunting?"
Chen Ping'an said: "It may be an ancient 'sacrifice' of the next best quality."
Zheng Dafeng said: "So I advise you not to be a national advisor. It is easy to board the ship and enter the situation, and to escape the difficulty."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Then I advise you to stay in Luopo Mountain. When you get to Xiandu Mountain, Cui Dongshan will definitely call you. Don't listen to what he said before, as long as you go there, he will have
There are ways to keep you busy with this and that."
Zheng Dafeng sneered, "A real man has clear grudges, especially when he is a brother who has settled accounts. We agreed that we would just go there to look after the door, so Cui Dongshan can't even think of asking me to work hard."
Many of this man's words were borrowed by Zhu Lian and Chen Lingjun, such as whoever cheats my heart, I will take his body, and whoever cheats my money, I will chop off his head.
It's no wonder that Wei Bo admires Zheng Dafeng. Apart from his not-so-upright appearance, he has no shortcomings.
Chen Pingan said: "Seriously, you don't need to go to Tongyezhou."
"Okay, don't try to persuade me. If you are the owner of Island Liu with a chelicerae back, if you try to persuade me to stay, I will stay. You are just a big man. If you don't bother me, I will be tired of you even if you don't bother me."
After Zheng Dafeng joked, he was silent for a moment, shook his head and said seriously: "If Master Xianwei is not a gatekeeper, even if he becomes a genealogy monk in Luoluo Mountain, the fire will still be wrong."
Chen Ping'an could endure not to admit the immortal captain into his family, and always placed the immortal captain at the "foot of the mountain" instead of the mountain, which meant that they only got along with each other as Taoist friends.
The preface of the previous manuscript began with the four words "Taoist Immortal Captain". In Zheng Dafeng's opinion, it was actually more thrilling than the content that followed.
Zheng Dafeng is so fearless, to put it bluntly, when he saw these opening four words, his scalp went numb on the spot, which means he is not a Qi practitioner, otherwise his Taoist mind will be unstable.
Chen Ping'an said: "Then I have agreed with Cui Dongshan in advance that you will just be a guest."
Zheng Dafeng suddenly turned his head, stared at Chen Pingan, and asked in a deep voice: "Chen Pingan, what's the matter with you?"
Chen Ping'an smiled bitterly and said, "It's hard to describe in just one word."
Because Zheng Dafeng keenly noticed a subtle oddity just now, when Chen Pingan looked at the old school in the town, he frowned from time to time, with mixed emotions, but the only emotion that Chen Pingan should not lack the most was sadness. Zheng Pingan
Da Feng is no better than ordinary people, and even in certain matters, he can understand the truth better than an Ascension Realm monk like Xiao Mo, so he can sense something is wrong in an instant.
The seven emotions and six desires of human beings can be divided by the monks of later generations, just like the "well field system" implemented in ancient times, which intertwined and divided the monks' hearts into pieces through roads and canals. In fact, in later generations, the fairy mansion on the mountain and the houses at the foot of the mountain
, the cities and towns in the city, the geographical mountains and water, the land and the sea, and the weather and the four seasons of the year are further subdivided into twenty-four solar terms. Isn't this the case in a broad sense?
What the Qi practitioners do is equivalent to making the most direct and thorough gathering and differentiation of the overgrown emotions. Only then can we have the true meaning of "the heart is the god of all bones", and then lay the foundation of "the human soul is in all things".
, the fact that the heart governs all the bones has become a consensus in the world. The Qi practitioners should peel off the emotions that delay the cultivation of the mind. Because the wasteland has been turned into fields, the Qi practitioners can only stay in the key "cave".
After intensive cultivation, it will be much simpler to distinguish rice from barnyard grass. In the end, this move was regarded as a shortcut to overcome many obstacles and achieve immortality. In ancient times, the immortals in the world wanted to maintain their true nature, and
Various emotions can be peeled off and then gathered together, just like sweeping the floor first, and then pouring the fallen leaves and dust into the house, instead of sweeping them out and throwing them away, because they can be used as ballast stones to travel in the long river of time.
Zheng Dafeng had doubts about many problems when he was young. He went to seek explanations in every possible way when he was young. In his prime, he still had a partial understanding. But compared with any local native of the small town, even those on Fulu Street and Taoye Lane were included.
As a Qigong practitioner, Zheng Dafeng can be regarded as a "spiritual inner show". When it comes to playing Go, Zheng Dafeng's chess ability is even better than that of Zhu Lian and Wei Bo, although Zhu Lian and Zhu Lian only play against each other.
Talking is regarded as a trivial matter, and I never want to put too much thought into it, but why not change the so-called national chess game and try it with the old chef?
Zheng Dafeng said helplessly: "Do you like to ask for trouble so much? It's true that a person's nature is easy to change and hard to change. I'll accept you. If I change someone else, I would say that a dog can't change its habit of eating shit. It deserves to be laborious and energy-consuming. Anyway, it is
It's your own fault and you can't blame others."
Chen Ping'an should have separated out several emotions. As for the specific ones and their intentions, Zheng Dafeng didn't ask much.
Every family has sutras that are difficult to recite. When a person closes his heart, it is like closing the country and isolating the world.
No wonder Chen Ping'an is still stuck in the Nascent Soul realm.
Chen Ping'an put his hands against each other's palms, rubbed them gently, and said with a smile: "My path of cultivation is of course a bit wild, but the taste is very good, and it is not just a mediocre person looking for trouble. As for how to get back to it,
It's sweet, but it's not enough for outsiders to understand."
Good times are like flying birds, turning back the palm becomes a story.
Zheng Dafeng smiled mischievously and said: "I heard from Wei Bo that Gao Jun visited the offices of the Tiger Mansion in Piyun Mountain and suddenly changed his mind and planned to stay here for a few more days."
Chen Pingan said: "The quilt is of no use. As a woman, she would be willing to live with you and Xianwei. What are you thinking?"
Gao Jun did not want to leave, and made up his mind to observe more of the vast world outside the blessed land.
It seems to be similar to when Pei Qian went to a rural school, how many days can he delay.
I heard from the old cook that the first time Pei Qian went down the mountain to go to school in a small town, he actually spent a day playing wildly outside, and then pretended to be limping back to Luolu Mountain, saying that he had a sprained foot.
If Zhu Lian hadn't used his trump card and said he wanted to tip off her master, Pei Qian would have been able to wait a long time before going to school.
Even so, even if Pei Qian reluctantly went to the school, in the first few days, Zhu Lian fought with wits and courage between the old and the young in order to prevent Pei Qian from skipping classes.
The mountains stretch out, with pink willows and red willows. Mountain visitors look at the feet of clouds, and children sweep away fallen flowers.
Over there in the town, the spring sun was shining brightly, and swallows were carrying mud in their mouths, going back and forth between the fields and houses.
Chen Ping'an said in his heart: "If your senior brother is the same person, then according to the records in the secret archives of the Summer Palace, his real name is Yan Guo."
Zheng Dafeng smiled and said, "How come Senior Brother Xie has such a surname and such a name?"
Yan means a small bird, but according to the ancient seal script character "Yan", from "bird" to "yi", it can be regarded as the giant spirit of heaven and earth.
Zheng Dafeng turned around, leaned against the railing, looked at the mountaintop pavilion that was originally the mountain temple, and said, "I heard that Lin Shouyi is in retreat?"
Chen Pingan nodded, "Before the retreat, Lin Shouyi sent a secret letter. The letter actually only said one sentence, 'You can go to the logging institute to pay New Year's greetings in the first month of next year.'"
Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: "Then you are relieved, this friend will not break up just because of the grudges between his parents."
Chen Ping'an took out two bottles of wine from his sleeves and handed one to Zheng Dafeng, "It's no exaggeration to say that I feel relieved."
The reason why he didn't go to pay New Year's greetings was of course not because he was afraid of being rejected, but Chen Ping'an always felt that with Lin Shouyi's style, saying "yes" in the letter was a hint of "no need".
After all, although Lin Shouyi has been thoughtful since he was a child, he is not the kind of person who likes to beat around the bush. He either doesn't speak, but when he speaks, he will get straight to the point.
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Therefore, according to Lin Shouyi's usual style, if he really wanted to go to his father to pay New Year's greetings by himself, he would probably use the word "must" in the letter.
In addition, thinking that with Lin Shouyi's Taoist qualifications, it was very likely that he would be released from seclusion in the first month, Chen Ping'an wrote back to ask about it at that time, but he never thought that Lin Shouyi had not yet come out of seclusion.
Zheng Dafeng did not drink, he just shook the wine bottle and suddenly said something that made Chen Ping'an stunned.
"Then do you know that Lin Shouyi was actually that one?"
Chen Pingan took a sip of wine.
Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: "Do you think Li Huai looks more like him?"
Chen Pingan shook his head, "On the contrary, I felt that Li Huai was the most unlikeable from the beginning."
"It shows that you understood that old man better than me a long time ago."
Zheng Dafeng nodded, "Master is not willing to let Li Huai be anything. He just thinks that this little brat will have a carefree life. He only needs to have a sudden inspiration and live a stable life."
"Don't think that you have robbed anything. Lin Shouyi failed to hold on to this one in the end. For him, it was the best fate. Otherwise, he would have been eaten by someone who ascended to the sky.
If you don't believe it, you can find a chance to find Lin Shouyi and ask him personally. The answer he gave must be calm and firm in Taoism. I think Lin Shouyi has been a 'Taoist priest' and a 'scholar' since he was a child.
, so future achievements will be very high.”
"Anyway, looking back from the results, Cui Han must have been the first person to notice the slightest clue through the natal porcelain, so he immediately rushed to Lizhu Cave, personally gave Lin Shouyi such a name, and then invited just
Lin Zhengcheng, one of the assistant officers of the Kiln Construction Supervision Department, served as the inspector. Of course, Lin Shou had the upper hand in this kind of thing since he was born. It is absolutely impossible to rely on external force and manpower. It can only be done through repeated additions and subtractions inside Lizhu Cave.
, Lin Shouyi in this life relied entirely on his accumulated skills in previous lives and reincarnations to be born into such a good child. Therefore, he and you are two extremes. After seeing the long river of time in Lizhu Cave, you
Chen Pingan, as well as many ordinary people born in small towns, are relatively unremarkable, especially when your natal porcelain is inspected and found to have the qualifications of an earthly immortal, and then it is broken into pieces.
Not to mention you. Master was determined on this matter back then. To be precise, Master probably treated you as a 'person' early on."
"But Cui Chan's mind was treacherous, and he deliberately used the name 'Lin Shouyi' to mess up the secrets of heaven. Not only me, but Master and the others didn't understand Cui Chan's intentions. Before I went to the colorful world,
I talked about this matter with Master alone, and Master shook his head and said that he couldn't see clearly. From the beginning to the end, I didn't know what Cui Han hoped that Lin Shouyi, who had a prototype of "One" early on, would become that person in the future.
First, I still don’t want him to have such a good fortune. Chen Ping’an, you should have heard the old saying. If a person is roughly sure that he will have a good fortune, don’t let anyone tell his fortune. The fortune will get worse and worse. But I have to say
Cui Chang just named "Lin Shouyi" to determine whether his original intention was to facilitate or hinder him. He seemed to have no answer. He always felt that no matter how he guessed, the results would be the opposite. But if he guessed first and then felt that the answer was the opposite.
It turns out to be a mistake. This may be Cui Chan's real strength."
"In the past, everyone in the Lizhu Cave Heaven was one. The flow of destiny had nothing to do with good or evil, and had nothing to do with whether one was a Taoist or not. It only depended on the mutual recognition and denial between people. Who recognized whom?
, those who are recognized will gain a few points, and those who are denied will lose a few points. In this way, whether it is viewed from the surface or from the perspective of a monk on the mountain, you, the broom star of Mud Bottle Alley, are
Isn't it the last thing to be a talented person? Chen Ping'an, you are wrong, very wrong, because you still don't know enough about the true situation deep in the heart of the human heart, the real likes and dislikes, in fact, they are never on the face, not even in our 'hearts'
, as for where it exists, this question is very far-reaching, such as where the voice of the heart comes from, who speaks the voice of the heart, and the relationship between people and memory, who is pulling thoughts, and whether the souls of all living beings originate from a common body of water.
Issues like this are more complicated.”
Zheng Dafeng's mouth went dry as he spoke, so he opened the flask, raised his head to drink, wiped his mouth, and couldn't help laughing angrily: "Just send me Dong Shuijing's glutinous rice wine?!"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "If you stay in Luopo Mountain, even if I rob it, I will get you a few jars of Baihua Brewing."
Zheng Dafeng's eyes lit up, he clicked his tongue and said in wonder: "The ancient tribute Baihua Brewing from Baihua Blessed Land?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Know the goods!"
Zheng Dafeng said: "Didn't they say that brewing has stopped a long time ago? It seems that it is not that difficult."
Chen Pingan, who put the word "sincerity" first, said categorically: "Otherwise, how can I show my sincerity?!"