After all, no one is trying to persuade you to drink.
Moreover, although there are twenty or thirty tables set up, the most important thing is just the table in the center, and everyone else is just soy sauce.
Three glasses and two glasses of light wine.
The sun hadn't even completely set before today's "dinner party" was over.
Everyone goes back to their homes.
This time, Xu Yishan finally stopped showing off as the "boss of Annan County" and personally sent the guests to the door of the mansion. But was he sending the guests to the door of the mansion, but who was the one to take the lead? Everyone who should understand
, I understand in my heart.
And this banquet has only one purpose.
To "rectify the name" and "position" Xu Tonghui.
What is the name?
Xu Yishan's junior brother, whether "as" or "is", it all means the same thing to the outside world.
What is the bit?
Xu Yishan's younger brother, the younger brother of the "boss".
You don’t have to treat him like a second child, but he is mine and I will protect him. Do you...understand?
Of course I understand!
If you don’t even understand this, how can you possibly practice cultivation all the way from the human level to the earth level?
Just practice hard as a human being.
If you want to advance to the earth level, you must first have "land", and if you want to have "land", you must be a member of the power, and you must be promoted by that power, the head of the family, the pillar, and the core inheritor.
etc.
What would such a person not understand about things that a three-year-old child can understand?
There are only two things they don't understand.
First, what is the identity of Xu Tonghui? What is hidden behind the identity of "Xu Yishan's junior brother"?
But there is no answer to this in the short term.
The investigation is certain.
The previous investigation in Qingshui City was fruitless. This time, the investigation must be conducted in a different direction. Not to mention the native sects such as Bajitang Sihaimen, "cross-border" sects such as Zihua Pavilion and Lanshui Sect,
This news must be reported to the police.
They didn't know Xu Tonghui's background, but the people above him definitely knew.
Heaven level!
Maybe it won't be long before big bosses from above will visit Annan County.
The second thing they don't understand is why Xu Yishan covers Xu Tonghui so much.
The cover is no problem.
Just like the cooperation between the Sheriff's Office and Xu Tonghui before, that's called a cover, a normal cover.
But today's situation is obviously not normal.
Extremely abnormal!
This is not Xu Yishan's usual style at all, so flamboyant and exaggerated, it's almost like a show.
But he did it very seriously.
Is it a play?
no.
As of today, this Xu Tonghui is Xu Yishan’s younger brother, and he will be tomorrow, from now on, and for the rest of his life!
Neither of them can shed this identity.
Then, what they thought was that Dongshan might have another owner after today.
Of the seven major sects, only the Sihai Sect is a bit special.
They came in uncertainty and they left in uncertainty.
——The story didn’t go as they imagined at all!
This is completely out of control!
However, even if you know a little more about the inside story than others, it is still so foggy that you can't see clearly at all.
At this time, several big bosses in Sihaimen discovered a little sadly or depressingly that it was useless to be the first to get there. What is useful is strength.
No matter how quick you are, no matter how much you seize the opportunity, if you don’t have the power to control the situation, it’s all in vain. - You set up the stage, and others take the stage.
"Whether it's on the flat land or on the top of the mountain, all the infinite scenery is occupied. After collecting hundreds of flowers into honey, who works hard for whom and who enjoys it?" On the way back, a church leader suddenly recited this "Taoist poem" softly.
This is one of the twenty Taoist poems.
Several big guys paused for a moment, and then they were all speechless.
It's not that they were busy with Xu Tonghui's matter and got nothing. In fact, they were not busy with anything. They just wanted to go out and encountered heavy rain and couldn't go out.
On this occasion, this Taoist poem gave them a deeper understanding of practitioners and practice.
Practitioners, practitioners, in the final analysis, cultivation is the foundation.
Anything else is useless.
The sect masters of Sihai Sect are already thinking about whether the purpose of their Sihai Sect's founding is to "do the hard work for whom it is sweet".
Xu Tonghui also had a lot of knots in his heart.
After returning to the compound, he pushed Tian Hao to sleep, and he directly told Xu Guangling what happened in detail, as if to apologize, and then said: "Master, I was wrong!"
"What's wrong?" Xu Guangling asked.
"I shouldn't make random decisions and tell Mr. Xu the contents of the storybook." Xu Tonghui said.
"No, there is no problem with this." Xu Guangling shook his head and said, "I asked you to hand the storybook to Juxing Tower. If there is no control over there, people in the entire county may see it and let Mr. Xu see it.
So what happened? This is nothing."
"But you are indeed at fault."
Xu Tonghui, who lowered his head slightly, trembled.
"You made the mistake of not performing well during the banquet. Did those eyes fall on you and your heart became confused?"
"Master, my heart is still confused!" Xu Tonghui told the truth.
Although he has left the scene, those eyes still seem to remain on him, those doubts, those scrutiny, those solemnities...
The emotions in the eyes of those in the field were like foreign river water, rushing unreasonably into his inner lake, making the originally calm and clear inner lake now become turbulent and turbid, and it was basically
I can't calm down or get clear.
"Well, let me tell you a little story."
What Xu Guangling told him was the story of "Bring your heart and I'll give it to you" that almost everyone knew in his previous life if he had some knowledge of Buddhist and Taoist culture.
One night passed.
The next day, Xu Yishan went to Dongshan and began to retreat.
Visitors from all walks of life came to Dongzheng Street and the courtyard, but they could not even enter the courtyard gate.
The door is closed.
There is a piece of paper firmly pasted on the door. On the paper are several large characters:
"We are in seclusion, please do not disturb us. The time of release has not yet been determined. Sirs and seniors, please forgive me!"
Forgive me.
Of course I'm sorry.
Is it okay if you don’t forgive me?
Even if you are not Xu Yishan's younger brother, if you are not a bad visitor, there is no reason for us to disturb each other.
As a monk, who hasn’t had time to retreat and meditate?
understand.
understand!
So all the visitors left.
Ying Lian's teeth are stained with green moss, and the door of the small button firewood cannot be opened for a long time. The garden is full of spring scenery and cannot be closed, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall.
There are no clogs, no moss, no thinking, and no firewood.
There is no spring color, and there are no red apricots either.
On the other hand, the vegetation in the courtyard does seem to be growing luxuriantly, and some of the large trees growing adjacent to the courtyard wall have indeed extended their branches and leaves beyond the courtyard wall.
But the door of the compound was always closed, and the white paper on the door was not torn off for a long time.