Volume 1: A Sword from Ling Chen Chapter 111: Sitting and Talking
The bright moon shines in the sky, reflecting the clear day; the valley is quiet, and bursts of graceful music can be heard.
In the mountain pavilion, a man and a woman are playing the piano together, with their eyes looking forward. In the sound of the piano, there is a trace of friendship, euphemistic and implicit.
Both of them are people who know how to play the piano. The sound behind the strings is clear in their hearts. No need to say more, they already know it. It is exactly: "
A piece of true love is endowed with seven strings, and the shadow of Chanjuan shines upon Chanjuan.
There are unknown songs and fragrant messages, how can we know that this life is in front of us?"
In the woods in front of the thatched hut at the foot of the mountain, Bu Feiyun stood on the bluestone, looked at the mountain pavilion, and sighed.
Not long after, Ye Ling came over with a wine jar, threw it to Bu Feiyun and said, "What's bothering you? A drink will solve a thousand worries!"
Bu Feiyun took the wine jar, took a sip and said, "The small world here is isolated from the inside and outside. My messenger talisman cannot reach the outside world, and it is difficult to report to my family that I am safe."
Ye Ling nodded slightly and said, "Your sister and Wei Ran..."
Bu Feiyun jumped off the stone, waved his hands and said: "I am from a wealthy family, and my family background is my family. I am only afraid that the deeper my sister falls, the more miserable she will be in the future."
Ye Ling was speechless. The two of them came to the forest one after another. Qingyangzi and other three elders and Xu Hong and others were sitting around some blue stones, drinking and having fun.
There is a clear stream gushing beside you, surrounded by living creatures, which makes you feel peaceful and relaxed.
The Han Dansou asked Xu Hong: "There are Confucian scholars here today, and I would like to ask Xu Xiaoyou to give some advice on etiquette!"
Xu Hong, who was naturally unrestrained, said: "The ancient sages said: 'To a benevolent person, it is great to be close to relatives; to a righteous person, it is great to respect the virtuous; to kill relatives, to respect the virtuous, etc., is the result of etiquette!
'The purpose of etiquette is harmony. Human beings are born with desires. If you don't get what you want, you can't ask for it. If you don't ask for it, you can't live without fighting. Therefore, rituals are made to divide them. Ritual is born in heaven and earth, similar to ancestors, and governed by
Master Jun, when a gentleman behaves in the world, he should restrain himself and return to etiquette, take benevolence as his heart, and practice righteousness. This means studying things, developing knowledge, sincerity, and rectifying his mind. Only then can he cultivate his character, regulate his family, govern the country, and bring peace to the world!"
When the three elders heard his words, they stroked their beards and smiled.
Han Dansou said: "What Xu Xiaoyou said is very good. However, the way of heaven is beneficial but not harmful; the way of man is to do without fighting. The movement of heaven and earth and the control of the four seasons are all contained in the way. Just like us, we understand the way of heaven.
Born, standing in the rain and dew. Smiling proudly in the Spring and Autumn Period, and following the principles of nature. Why use rituals and laws to restrain it? As the saying goes: 'Man follows the earth, the earth follows the sky, heaven follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature.' The Tao exists forever, and nature is orderly.
To seek the etiquette and laws of the world instead is to sacrifice the fundamentals and pursue the weak."
Cang Zhigong nodded and said: "The heaven and the earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs; the saints are unkind and regard the common people as stupid dogs. Under the great road, there is no distinction, so how can we respect the inferior, the close, and the alienated? If you want to be benevolent, you will go too far, but you will go too far. Isn't that right?
Is it moderation? If no one in the world loses even one cent, and no one loses even one cent, what chaos would there be?"
When Xu Hong heard the words, he looked slightly serious and replied: "The sage always has no intention and takes the people's heart as his heart. The good ones are good, and the bad ones are also good. Virtue is good. Human beings are not Tao, how can we regard everything as a rotten dog? There are more than three people in the world.
Elders and seniors can hide in the mountains and forests, staying out of the world. Others can also come into the world and cause huge disasters. Avoid them, but they are doing everything. If they teach them with etiquette, isn't it not doing nothing? Heaven is the father,
The earth is the mother, and the common people are the sons. Only those who can see the common people can be called saints!"
Qingyangzi said with a smile: "The best is like water. Water is good. It benefits all things and has tranquility. It lives in what everyone hates, so it is close to the Tao. Live in a good place, have a good heart, give good deeds, speak good faith, and govern well.
He is good at governing, can do things well, and act at the right time. He does not fight, so there is nothing wrong with him. 'A gentleman is like water, good at profit and calm, and the three of you have learned the lesson!"
While talking, Bu Feiyun and Ye Ling walked forward and back.
Qingyangzi looked at Ye Ling and said, "Young friend Ye has a sharp aura, but he is good at swordsmanship?"
"good!"
Qingyangzi continued: "I remember that a sword cultivator broke into this place ten thousand years ago. At that time, he and I talked about the way of swordsmanship. But at this moment, Ye Xiaoyou seems to have not been able to find his own way."
Ye Ling was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't deny it in his heart. Ever since he entered the road, he has always been around others. Although he is sharp and diligent, he has nothing in the end.
"What is my way?"
Thinking of this, Bu Feiyun handed over the wine jar and said: "Drinking to your heart's content is the way to go now and now!"
Ye Ling smiled when he heard this, took the wine jar and drank heavily, putting aside all the distracting thoughts for a moment and feeling free and happy.
While talking, Cong Zhongxiao woke up from his drunken state. Unexpectedly, he smelled the smell of wine and grabbed the wine jar again to drink.
Jiang Fan said helplessly: "Uncle, you can't drink anymore, you will die of drunkenness!"
He smiled and waved his hands, stood up, swayed on his feet, and chanted: "
He stepped into the eight formations with empty steps, picking up the stars and the moon and hanging tassels in his hands.
You come to ask me what the Tao is, and I ask you whether you have wine to bring."
When Qingyangzi and the other two heard this, they raised their eyebrows slightly. Then Qingyangzi stroked his beard and said with a smile: "On this fine night, I am not going to argue about Taoism. I should be free and free, free and unrestrained!"
When Xu Hong heard this, he looked up at the moonlit sky, took a closer look at the mountain scenery, and said, "The Tianshan Mountains are completely dustless!"
Qingyangzi continued casually: "Let's take advantage of the excitement to see the new scenery."
Duke Cangzhi stroked his beard and said with a smile: "I can live in seclusion when I am far away from the worries and fatigue. I can listen to the gurgling water and talk about cultivation when I am close."
Han Dansou continued: "The gentle breeze meanders through the pavilion, and the wooden shadows spread beneath the trees."
After saying this, no one answered. The laughter in the crowd was already drunk. Wu Qing, Jiang Fan, and Bai Wuyu knew nothing about poetry and prose, and they were young people, so they had already gone to play with the little creatures.
Qingyangzi looked at Bu Feiyun, who waved his hands and said, "I haven't liked reading since I was a child, so it's hard for me to continue."
Qingyangzi then turned to Ye Ling and said: "Young friend Ye, at this point in your life, you should start from the beginning and end at the end. You can't leave a single poem behind!"
"The juniors have no choice but to do their own thing!" Ye Ling thought for a moment, then continued: "Don't ask Fusheng who can explain it, I have a bright future in my heart."
"What a 'my heart is full of spring'!" Xu Hong said with a smile: "It's so obvious!"
Everyone was drinking wine, and Cang Zhigong laughed and said: "Ye Xiaoyou's concluding sentence is quite heroic. I started with the word "thimble" and then added another sentence: 'If spring is not prosperous, summer will not be covered, and you will be aloof and let the winds of the four seasons prevail.'"
Han Dansou heard the words and continued with his thimble: "The wind blows the setting sun and the blue curtain rolls, and the rain falls in front of the courtyard and the water reflects the sky."
Xu Hong raised his head and took a sip of wine, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and continued with a thimble: "I laugh at the sky and the sky, and the sky and the earth are far away. I don't know if there is anything in the world."
Qingyangzi sighed leisurely and continued: "There are so many ups and downs in the middle, and the vicissitudes of life suddenly fell into a dream."
Xu Hong stood up, raised his glass to the moon, and with great pride, he recited another word: "
Who laughs at the fact that Confucianism often causes troubles, but always blames God. Now I drink wine with you. I have great ambitions in this life, and in the blink of an eye, I will achieve eternal achievements.
To count the heroes and guests in the past, we still need to compare with our generation. The west wind roars and defies the sky. When a man is in the world, he talks and laughs and calls himself a hero."
After hearing Xu Hong's words, Bu Feiyun's eyes lit up and he laughed loudly: "Well said! 'When a man is in the world, he talks and laughs and calls himself a hero'! With this sentence, I am sure to be your friend!"
The two held the altar to drink, then looked at each other and laughed, showing their youthful chivalry and wanton romance!
After hearing Xu Hong's words, Ye Ling couldn't help but think about his own affairs. He took out the green rock wooden sword that was broken into two pieces from his arms and stroked it gently with his hand, his expression moved.
After he worshiped at Taixu Peak, Ye Ling took this sword with him when he went down the mountain for the first time. After that, he always relied on this sword to fight when he was in danger.
Now that the blade of the sword has been broken, it is not very sad to feel like an old friend has died young.
Bu Feiyun saw this and said: "Although I am not a swordsman, I know that even though the sword body is broken, its sharp edge is not broken. This sword is broken in his body, but it can never be broken in your heart!"
Ye Ling nodded and smiled: "Brother Bu's words are true, but I almost lost my true sense of swordsmanship!"
Having said that, Ye Ling drank a cup and recited a seven-rhyme poem with great pride: "
My sword is lingering in the dust, and the breeze sends the horse out of Yunzhou.
Hiding the mighty front with a golden scabbard, trying the sword to slash the boat in the stormy waves.
Fortunately, the frost conquers all the wilderness, and I support myself to fight against the devil's hill in the dusk.
His murderous aura is as strong as the sky and the sun, and he wants to be drunk all his life and waste his life."
Bu Feiyun and Xu Hong laughed and said, "This is how we become our best friends and share the same path in this life!"
The three of them drank wine and cherished each other.
Qingyangzi stroked his beard and said with a smile: "The three little friends are so arrogant and generous, I really envy the three of you!"
Cang Zhigong and Han Dansou also stroked their beards and laughed, feeling happy.
In the Qingxu Valley, there is a moonlight, two clear places, three points of freehand brushwork, no trace at all times, five tones lingering, six tunes, seven people screaming and singing, the eight winds are flat, the sky is indifferent, ten words are indisputable, all kinds of shameful thoughts, thousands of
Heavy romance, all kinds of pride: "
Under the moonlight, deep in the forest, we sit together at the head of the Bixi River. The gentle breeze stirs up our moods, and we sing together over wine. On one side, there is the melodious music of the piano, and the strings are playing in harmony, and people are staring infatuatedly; on the other side, there is the sound of words, and they are sitting and talking about Taoism, and the three teachings are talking endlessly.
When we meet in the high mountains, what do we want from Luan and Phoenix? We exchange wines and count the romances. Play a song about the love between the eyebrows with shame, recite an ancient poem and laugh together while traveling together. The pot is pure, and the joy in the drunkenness is endless; the rhythm is lingering, and the beautiful face is tilted.
Hang a small silver hook. My heart will take pity on the figure in front of me, and abandon all the sorrows in the world."