When I open the door in the morning, the mountains are covered with snow, the snow is clear, the clouds are pale, and the sun is cold.
The eaves stream is not dripping plum blossom jelly, a kind of loneliness that is not leisurely.
——Zheng Xie in "The Snow Queen in the Mountains"
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Power is an aphrodisiac.
Yang Guozhong has been extremely busy these days, but he is not tired. On the contrary, his face is glowing and he is full of energy.
Every day after court, the Yang Mansion was bustling with people. There was a constant flow of people visiting and giving gifts, which blocked the entire street. The government officials of Jingzhao Mansion had to be asked to come forward to help evacuate the traffic.
After leaving the servants, Yang Guozhong's wife Pei Rou and son Yang Xuan smiled from ear to ear as they looked at the antiques and jades that filled the hall.
Yang Guozhong played with a piece of jade and was very proud: "Now that my Yang family is as rich as the country and powerful in the world, who dares to challenge me? If the imperial concubine can give birth to a dragon son for your majesty, it will be perfect and the country will be perfect."
It’s permanent.”
Pei Rou rolled her eyes and said, "I heard that Taoist Master Bichen has profound magic. Can you ask him to think of a solution?"
Yang Guozhong whispered: "Madam, don't mention this. I don't know which deity offended Taoist Master Bichen. He was slaughtered in Qujiang two days ago, and his body was cut into eight pieces. His disciples died and escaped.
If you run away, the entire sect will be wiped out."
Pei Rou covered her mouth and was shocked: "Then wouldn't His Majesty be angry?"
Yang Guozhong said: "Who says otherwise? I heard from Mrs. Guo Guo that His Majesty Long Yan was so angry that he broke his beloved jade vase of mutton fat. Originally, I, Jing Zhaoyin, was ordered to track down the murderer. Fortunately, the empress
Intercede for me and leave this job to the Six Doors. Otherwise, how can I handle this hot potato? How can a mortal like me capture a great god who can kill Taoist Master Bichen?"
Pei Rou pondered for a moment and said: "Six Gates can ask the God Catcher to come out! As long as Fang Shuliu is willing to help, what clues can't be found?"
Yang Guozhong waved his hand and said: "I don't know what happened, but Fang Shuliu and Li Linfu had a falling out, and His Majesty took sides. In anger, Fang Shuliu retired to his hometown again and traveled around the world."
The two of them were whispering when Yin Sanniang led Yang Yichan into the inner courtyard.
Pei Rou and Yang Xuan said hello to the two of them and left gracefully.
Yin Sanniang looked at the gifts in the room and said with a smile: "If Li Linfu knew about it, he would probably be furious to death."
Yang Guozhong smiled and said: "This old man has been the prime minister for twenty years and has been greedy for a lot of money. I'm still far behind."
After that, he took out a necklace from the gift box and handed it to Yang Yichan, saying, "Chan'er, this is the Dadong Pearl that Japan paid tribute to. You can take it with you."
When Yang Yichan saw the string of pearls, they were the same size, as thick as a thumb, and as gentle as jade. She knew it was a rare treasure, so she hurriedly gave a gift and thanked her stepfather.
Yin Sanniang's eyes were full of smiles and she said: "As a father, don't spoil your children with money. You have to take care of my daughter's marriage."
Yang Guozhong laughed and said: "Of course. How often have I neglected the tasks assigned by the madam? I discussed with the empress the day before to find a suitable opportunity to have a chat with Your Majesty. I tried to get His Majesty to grant a marriage and let the cicada take care of herself.
Marriage in style. The wedding of our daughter of the Yang family will not be inferior to that of the prince or princess."
Yin Sanniang nodded with satisfaction, looked at Yang Yichan and said with a smile, "How about it, are you satisfied now?"
Yang Yichan was ashamed and overjoyed.
…
Bai Fu took out the ancient books from the third floor of the library, wiped them clean, and exposed them in the sun to prevent silverfish. He compared these ancient books and compiled the order of the bamboo slips.
"The Book of Changes", "The Analects of Confucius", "Mencius", "Laozi", "Zhuangzi", "Suwen", "Lingshu", etc. These great works have been explained many times by the gentlemen of Hongwen Museum. The gentlemen quoted from classics.
, a treasure trove of my own. I have read many of the chapters. But this is the first time in my life that I have proofread and recited it word for word, from beginning to end.
"If you are rich and noble, you will behave as if you are rich; if you are poor and lowly, you will behave as if you are poor and humble", "Don't complain about heaven above, don't blame others below", "If you are unable to do something, seek others from yourself instead"...
Compared with Bai Fu, who studied in Qingcheng and went through many hardships, he has a deeper understanding of these familiar sentences.
Bai Fu rubbed these files, thinking about the fate and life of these great sages and sages in their own era.
During the proofreading process, Bai Fu sighed from time to time and was full of emotions. It is estimated that the lives of these great sages and sages were not very smooth. Otherwise, how could they have the time and energy to complete these masterpieces? How were they filled with grief and anger?
Under the emotion, I swipe my brush and ink to achieve the condensation of my hard work.
Thinking of this, Bai Fu looked at himself and felt sorry for himself, as if he had found a confidant. It turned out that they, like me, were all fallen people in the world! No matter what, since there is no interest in life, it is better to recite these tomes. This is probably the longest companionship of love.
After thinking about this, Bai Fu no longer drank to drown his sorrows and gave up on himself. Reading became his only pleasure. After cleaning the library every day, he would hold a book in his hand and curl up in a sunny place. His body was lazy,
The desire to learn is sincere.
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Thoughts are like water, drop by drop. Grass, frost, leaves and dew, mountain springs, forest streams, merge into rivers. The water of the river flows endlessly. By the Tamsui River, the sweetheart has passed away, and the pain of betrayal is like a burst flood, harder to channel than the water of the Yellow River. Sadness cannot be dispatched
At this time, the whole abdomen feels like poison, and the cramping pain is unbearable.
During the most painful period, Bai Fu often lay awake at night, reflecting on his thoughts, and his heart felt like a knife. When there was no one to talk to, only the writings of these great sages and sages accompanied him through sleepless nights.
Some of these books talked about astronomy and geography, some talked about the philosophy of life, and some explained pathology and medicine. Whenever he was immersed in the books, his emotions gradually came under control, and his grief was temporarily gone.
At this moment, Bai Fu finally understood the reason why Master Qingxuan and Taifu Xu told him not to limit his martial arts skills, but to read a lot of books - things are often unsatisfactory in life, and there are some things that no matter how high your martial arts skills are, there is nothing you can do.
Strangely enough, these writings have little to do with martial arts secret books, but the words on the scrolls seem to be able to guide Bai Fu's inner breath. From a martial arts perspective, its principles and methods are exactly the same as those of internal martial arts, both advocating the harmony between nature and man.
1. The human body is like a small universe. It has incredible mysteries to move the inner breath according to the changes of the sun, moon, stars, and the changing of the four seasons.
Although some writings are simple and obscure, Bai Fu cannot fully understand their true meaning. But when messy thoughts are raging in his heart, these words will suddenly jump into his mind, calm his mind, restrain his mind, control his mind, and guide his inner breath.
Regular circulation in the body.
At this time, he no longer tried to control this emotional power, but let the flood of emotions swim through the eight meridians of his body under the guidance of chapters such as "Suwen" and "Lingshu", just like the flood was channeled into
a natural river channel.
Just like the Yellow River's impact on the river channel, the river channel becomes wider and wider. Every time the emotional flood washes the river channel, his meridians expand and expand. Some of the meridians that could not be broken through no matter how hard he tried before were easily washed away and flowed from the curved bones along the
Shenque, Juque, Tanzhong, Xuanji all the way up, running through the entire Rendu and Du meridians. After running for twelve weeks, this emotional flood slowly subsided, merged into the Dantian, and then divided into trickles and dispersed into the body's meridians. Just like
The water of the Yellow River enters the river channel, and then divides into numerous streams and flows into the farmland.
When he opened his eyes again, it was already bright. The warm winter sun shone into his eyes through the window lattice, which made people feel refreshed. Bai Fu opened the window, and a vivid world appeared in front of him.
Bai Fu could clearly see the wintersweet blooming slowly and rhythmically on the wall. He could hear the subtle sound of ice melting on the eaves, and feel the lightness and beauty of a snowflake falling into the courtyard...
After the romance in Kanding, Bai Fu once again felt the subtle changes in heaven, earth, and seasons, and gained a new understanding of destiny.
Sadness and joy are both a practice.
Bai Fu looked up to the sky and screamed, tears filling his eyes...