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The days in Xishan Temple are peaceful and peaceful.《》《》
Although Wang Qi kept saying that she wanted to "fast and offer sacrifices" with Taoist Chi and Saburo, she insisted that she couldn't stay in the Zen room for a long time, and she laughed and took the tiger's head to play in the back mountain.
On the other hand, Wang Sanlang, whenever the Taoist idiot finished reciting sutras, he would ask the Taoist idiot about his past life.
The Taoist idiot recalled his time living in the mountains. At first, there was an old servant, an old monk, and a child; later, the old servant brought another child...
Be enlightened, carry water... learn Buddhism...
Scenes from the past are all imprinted in the mind of Taoist Chi. The appearance of Father Wang and the old monk is also so clear.
After Wang Sanlang heard this, he quietly listened to Dao Chi's chanting. When Dao Chi finished reciting sutras, he asked again. Maybe he was curious about his brother's years living in the mountains, or maybe he just accompanied his brother to miss the two deceased old men.
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In the plain narration, the pain in Dao Chi's heart slowly healed.
Even if the old monk has knowledge underground, he is still waiting for him to show his great ambitions instead of mourning.
After thinking about this, the Taoist idiot stopped reciting sutras. Mr. Wang was underground, and he would feel happy if he heard him reciting sutras a hundred times. The old monk was underground, and if he heard him reciting sutras a hundred times, he would probably scold him for wasting his time.
Thinking of this, the Taoist idiot smiled, leaned back, and lay on the floor of the meditation room in a big character.
Wang Sanlang, who was nearby, was startled. He quickly stood up and came over, asking, "Erlang, what's wrong with you?"
Dao Chi blinked and said, "I'm tired from sitting. Third brother, please lie down."
Wang Sanlang looked at his younger brother carefully and saw that he really didn't look like something was wrong, so he hesitated, lay down next to him, and turned his head to look at him.
The Taoist idiot looked at him and said: "Xishan Temple is not suitable for Third Brother. Third Brother should not take any chances with it!"
When Wang Sanlang heard this, his body stiffened, he moved his eyes away, and said quietly: "Erlang can live there, but I can't live anywhere?"
"It is true that Yushi Li was once a second-grade imperial official, but there is not only one second-grade imperial official. Li Yushi. Even if he is in the limelight now, he will eventually become quiet in two years. The third brother is only twelve years old, and when he is third
Brother Jiguan has become an official, and how many others have joined the association? Remember Li Yushi?" said the Taoist Chi.
Wang Sanlang whispered: "Not only my future, I have also affected my father. Although my father is getting better, he often drinks and lives these days... Even if my father recovers, I was once a disciple of Yushi Li, so this
It will be a stain on my father."
Not only was he an alcoholic, his father also kept two maids.
The Taoist idiot frowned and said: "A stain is a stain, how can you hide your ears and steal the bell? Even if you hide in a mountain temple, can this matter be erased? It's ridiculous. Besides, if the third brother really wants to do that, it might fall into the eyes of others.
It’s ‘a guilty conscience’.”
Sanlang did not answer immediately, and was silent for a long time. Fang said in a hoarse voice: "I can't let go of my mother and grandmother, and I can't let go of my sister, Erlang, and Wulang..."
Dao Chi sat up, stared at him and said: "I really can't be too idle. I think about random things all day long. If you are really good, those who want to criticize your father might find something good to say, that is, your father is doing it for his own sake."
The future is like a tiger poisoned by food!"
Sanlang was agitated when he heard this. He sat up and shook his head: "Father is not that kind!"
The Tao Chi snorted coldly and said: "Of course I know that your Majesty is not that intolerant. Those who have achieved the 'Tiger Poison Eats Its Son' in history are all heroes in the world. Your Majesty studied the teachings of Confucius and Mencius and practiced the behavior of a gentleman."
road."
Listening to the Taoist Chi saying "Your Majesty" one after another, and not even "Uncle", Sanlang couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, and asked in a low voice: "Does Erlang resent his father in his heart?"
Seeing all kinds of guilt and uneasiness on Wang Sanlang's face, the Taoist idiot couldn't help but touch his forehead.
Wang Qinghong was indeed the biological father of his body, but when he opened his eyes in this world and the poor baby died, the so-called "fate between father and son" was broken.
It was just because he had no family connections in his previous life that he had such a slight expectation for Wang Qinghong in his heart. At that time, he thought that even if this man was actually not much older than his old soul, even if this man
His words and deeds are a bit pedantic, but if he is given a so-called father's love, can he also try to integrate into his new identity, work hard to manage the role of "good son", and then eat and drink and become a second-generation playboy?
Live a relaxed life.
However, Wang Cui's blow to the head shattered the Taoist idiot's illusions.
Reality once again told him that he could not rely on anyone, but had to rely on himself. Unless he really wanted to pretend to be a grandson and was willing to look at all kinds of faces, the kind of life he wanted to live depended on his own efforts.
As for emotions such as resentment and resentment, there is no trace at all.
He is not really the concubine of the twelfth room, and he does not have such a strong sense of substitution. After being slightly disappointed, he has long adjusted his emotions. It is just a borrowed identity, whether it is the twelfth room or the outer ninth room, to be able to
It's fine to settle down in this world. But from a wealthy playboy to a poor student, the living conditions have been greatly reduced. However, if he is a legitimate concubine in the world, if he does not step out from the family, he is not qualified to enter the palace as a companion.
He didn't want to lie in front of San Lang, and he couldn't confess that he had nothing to do with the Wang family, so he said: "There is no resentment. Before I came down the mountain, I didn't even know that I had a father. I always thought that I was an orphan without a father and a mother.
, was thrown outside the mountain temple, and was adopted by an old monk. Later, when he learned that his mother had lost his father, he was somewhat curious, but it was just curiosity." At this point, he paused: "Does the so-called biological father have any kindness?
I was able to grow up in Xishan Temple because of my status as a descendant of the Wang family. I should only be grateful, how can I be resentful?"
Wang Sanlang looked at him and said softly: "I can tell that Erlang doesn't like his father."
Dao Chi sighed: "I'm just a little unsatisfied... If Twelfth House is poor, then abandoning a sick, stupid child in infancy can also reduce the burden on the family; but Twelfth House's situation
Obviously it's not like that, but it's just arranging for two subordinates to take care of it, spending a few taels of silver to grab a few pairs of medicines, why is it so difficult?"
If it had not been abandoned, the owner of this body would not have died at a young age.
Although he knew that if the owner died young, there would be no heavy work for him, but this did not prevent him from expressing his opinion on the matter.
Wang Cui and Wang Qinghong both spoke words of friendship, but acted too selfishly and meanly. The Taoist idiots did not want Wang Sanlang to "become evil if he is close to black people", so they thought of saying a few more words.
Wang Sanlang's face became even more guilt-ridden, his chin resting on his front.
Dao Chi moved his eyes away and did not say anything to comfort him.
For Wang Silang who died young, Wang Sanlang, the brother who was in a completely opposite situation, really felt guilty.
However, the Taoist idiot also realized that they had gone off topic and traveled eight hundred miles away.
Wang Sanlang was so frightened at such a young age that he even committed suicide and became a monk. It was really difficult to solve the problem. Even though the elders in the twelfth room were not popular, these children were not bad. For the sake of their elders,
For the sake of the monk, the Taoist idiot is willing to take the trouble.
Dao Chi thought for a while and said: "Third brother, please don't worry too much about Yu Shi Li. Your father has repeatedly made excuses to 'support his relatives' and become an official. If he returns to his hometown for more than a year, he will seek to resurrect.
Isn't it just a mouthful? It's not necessarily a bad thing to take a two-year break and accumulate experience... As for Sanlang, he is too weak to fight against anything. If you just worry about the identity of Li Yushi's student and suffer disaster, you will be a tortoise for the rest of your life, even if you live in peace for the rest of your life.
It's too boring. Like I said, as long as the third brother annihilates everyone, who will go out to make trouble for the third brother? When the third brother wins the Jinshi, he will find a job, work hard in the local area, and the court will have family members who are in-laws.
To support him, he just needs to do his job well. It will take at least twenty or thirty years for the third brother to become a big official and become a prominent official. Even if someone digs out the matter of Yu Shi Li and criticizes the third brother, it will still take three years.
How are you, brother? Maybe the emperor has changed a few times, who will know who Yushi Li is?"
Wang Sanlang's face slowly became alive, his eyes sparkled and he said, "What do Erlang really think?"
The Taoist idiot nodded and said: "Third brother is a fan of the authorities, and Grand General Li Yushi's disobedience is taken seriously. According to what the third brother said, even if Li Yushi rebellious, it was because of the coercion of King Ning. What the third brother knows, the imperial court
How could I not know? Not only did it affect Yushi Li's family, but also spread to the outside world, it was not the third brother who was uneasy, but the court officials. Yushi Li had been a capital official for decades, and he was an envoy to the capital, and he was close to his relatives and friends.
There are tens or hundreds of disciples waiting for him every day. Even if the court really wants to use excuses to attack a group of disciples, it will not be Sanlang's turn. To prevent Saburo from showing off, it is not the court that is being guarded against, but the excuses.
The little entrance."
Wang Sanlang is a very smart person, but he has been having trouble thinking these days. This is also because caring leads to confusion. After listening to Tao Chi's explanation, he also understood that he was too "unfounded".
Not only him, but also his father may not be worried about the court's investigation, but fear of criticism from political opponents.
Wang Sanlang only thought that he had brought trouble to his father, making him worried that he would start drinking to drown his sorrows and indulge in beauty. Thinking about it now, the reason why his father was in a bad mood was because he also knew that he had missed the chance to recover. Even if he had succeeded in repairing the embankment, he would have
If your qualifications are reinstated, you can only choose to continue to retire.
This is the most unbearable thing for someone who is in his prime and holds power.
When Wang Sanlang thought of this, his eyes became clearer and clearer.
He looked at the Taoist idiot and said, "Thank you, Erlang." After saying this, he paused and said, "Erlang is a soft-hearted person."
What does this look of pity and distress mean?
The Taoist idiot was so scared that he scoffed and said: "In the examination room, it is easy to pass the test if you want to be good or bad, but the most difficult thing is to do well or not badly. The third brother also needs to practice more on time and writing."
As you practice, your talents will converge."
Mentioning this, Wang Sanlang showed some seriousness, thought for a while, and said: "The golden mean is indeed not easy, and I don't know where the degree is. How about I start to refer to Erlang's lessons in the future? Erlang is in the government examination.
His grades are below average.”
Dao Chi hurriedly shook his head and said: "I haven't found the bottom yet. What if the third brother follows me and both of them fail?"
There was no trace of gloom on Wang Sanlang's face, and he smiled brightly and said: "So what if you fail, the college exams are taken twice every three years. If you fail next year, there will be another year after that. A fourteen-year-old scholar will not be thrown in..."