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Chen Jianchen was not a drinker. After several glasses of wine, his face turned red and his mind was swaying. He immediately stood up and said: "Taoist, Liu Xian is too drunk. I'm afraid I can't drink with the Taoist anymore."
Guang Han squinted his eyes and asked: "Sir, my nephew Qingyun must have told you just now that the old Taoist has a weird personality and is moody. He wants you to act randomly and try to accommodate the old Taoist. Why do you want to leave the table now after only a few drinks?"
Go and make the old man feel unhappy."
Hearing this, Chen Jianchen said seriously: "Leave the immortal to be a scholar. Confucius said: If you know something, you know it, if you don't know it, you don't know it. If you can drink, drink it. If you can't drink, you can't pretend to be rich or swollen your face to look fat."
Guang Han laughed: "It's a bit interesting."
After a pause, he added: "If the old Taoist is not mistaken, when the old Taoist was planting pears on the street, the young master must also be watching upstairs."
Chen Jianchen's heart froze, but he didn't expect that the other party had discovered his existence earlier, so he answered honestly: "Yes."
Guang Han said: "I once heard Qingyun say that the young master is determined to teach the Dharma, so why didn't you go downstairs and see him that day?"
Chen Jianchen said: "The Taoist master's magic is exquisite, but he is unkind..."
Guang Han's expression turned cold immediately: "Young Master, do you think I'm to blame for playing tricks on the pear seller?"
"I dare not... It's just that pear sellers are self-reliant and work hard to support their families. Although they are stingy and have bad roots, they should do their best voluntarily. If you insist on forcing yourself, you will leave traces."
Guang Han looked at him with stern eyes and saw that Chen Jianchen was not nervous at all and was still talking. He was very calm and composed. He couldn't help but smile: "For many years, Young Master is the first person who dares to speak like this to an old Taoist... Tsk, tsk, it's just that
I am an old Taoist who plays with the world and acts as he pleases, but you scholars’ talk of benevolence and righteousness cannot be applied to me.”
Chen Jianchen was silent - monks learn Taoism in order to live a happy and happy life. The so-called "free and happy" means to do one's own thing, not to show false colors, and not to care about other people's opinions and feelings.
There is no right or wrong in this, it's just that everyone insists on different ideas.
Guang Han drank another glass of wine in one gulp and said slowly: "Young Master is indeed a rich man, and he can't let go of the many fetters in his heart. It seems that you and I are not masters and disciples. Haha, no wonder the old Taoist and the City God last night
When we were drinking, he once told me that the master's obsession was very strong and difficult to resolve, and when I saw him today, it was indeed the case."
Chen Jianchen's heart suddenly moved: "City God?"
Guang Han said: "The old master already knows about the grudge between the young master and the Yinsi. The young master's writings are full of righteousness, and he will definitely not be a thing in the pond one day. As the saying goes, it is better to resolve enemies than to end them. The matter between you was just caused by a small misunderstanding.
, there is no deep grudge, so let’s just forget about it.”
At this time, Chen Jianchen realized that Taoist Guanghan actually came to make peace with the elders, which was really weird. He pondered for a while and said slowly: "What the Taoist said is absolutely true."
Taoist priest Guanghan clapped his hands and said: "Excellent!"
Then he filled a glass of wine and handed it over: "Sir, this wine is the royal wine of the palace. It's called 'Yangchun'. Drinking it can increase your strength and improve your spirit. It's not a vulgar thing. It's okay to drink more."
Chen Jianchen heard this in disbelief: The royal wine? Could it be that Taoist Guanghan used the supreme Taoist method to conjure it from the palace in the capital, which is far away? If this is true, it is really unpredictable!
I immediately cheered up and drank two more drinks.
After drinking, Taoist Guanghan stood up and said, "Sir, how about you come with me for a walk?"
Chen Jianchen's tongue was already a little big and he said: "Very good."
The two of them went out, left the Chenghuang Temple, and walked on the street.
It was getting late at this time, and the sky was dotted with stars, shining brightly, and seemed extremely vast and deep.
Taoist Guanghan pointed his finger at the sky and sighed: "Heaven and earth have no limits, but my way has limits. Master, where should I put it?" After saying this, he burst into tears and looked miserable.
Chen Jianchen was a little drunk and hazy now, but his spirit was indeed very clear. After a moment of reflection, he replied: "The Tao has limits, but this heart has no limits."
Taoist Guanghan suddenly broke down in tears and laughed, stroking his palms and praising: "It's so wonderful that such a mind has no boundaries, it's so clear!"
The two were talking about the world when suddenly there was a noise on the right. It was outside the wall of the City God's Temple. A man had set up a gambling stall. A group of people were gathering together to gamble. They were gambling for some unknown reason.
, someone had a verbal conflict and made a fuss.
When Taoist Guanghan saw it, he smiled and suddenly asked: "Sir, do you know why the fat woman chased the old Taoist today?"
Chen Jianchen shook his head, expressing his ignorance.
Guang Han said: "That's because the old Taoist saw her beating her son, which made the child cry. The old Taoist couldn't stand it, so he went over and spanked her three times, hard."
Chen Jianchen was speechless and speechless.
Guang Han laughed proudly and said nothing more. He went straight to the gambling stall and squeezed into the crowd. He heard several men making a loud noise. This one said, "This money is mine."
The one said: "This money is mine."
Keep arguing.
The cause of the incident was that a gambler won a large amount of money and won a lot. Unexpectedly, he was so excited that he actually scattered all the coins in the hand on the ground.
When the money fell to the ground, how could anyone around him be polite? He quickly leaned over to pick it up, and in the blink of an eye, he had a lot of copper coins in his pocket.
The person who lost the money is so anxious that he catches the person and asks him to return it, saying that the money belongs to him; but at this moment, the person who found the money refuses to admit it and insists that the money is his.
Another person among them said plausibly: "Young man Chu, there is neither a mark nor your name engraved on the copper coins. How can you say that the money is yours."
All the people agreed one after another, and the big man Chu was anxious and angry, and wanted to start a fight.
Guang Han suddenly said: "Everyone, please be patient. An experienced person can know who owns the money."
Seeing that a sloppy Taoist priest came to join in the fun, the men immediately cursed: "Young Taoist priest is talking nonsense here..."
"Go away, stinky Taoist. No wonder I keep losing money. It turns out it's because of you being here. It's really bad luck."
Guang Han chuckled, not taking it seriously, and said: "An old Taoist really knows..."
As he spoke, he was not seen reciting incantations or making any gestures. He heard a clattering sound, and hundreds of copper coins jumped out from the bodies of the men as if they had legs, and rolled gurglingly.
Then, they finally gathered in front of Guang Han, and stood up one by one, arranged in an orderly manner, creating a beautiful sight.
Guang Han shook his head and asked towards the copper coins: "Qian, Qian, I know you are spiritual and can communicate with gods, so you must know who your master is. Since you know him, just nod to him."
brush!
Hundreds of copper coins actually turned around and nodded. However, they did not nod towards the men, but towards Guang Han.
"Haha, it turns out that the quarrel has been going on for a long time, and this is all the old man's money. Then the old man is not polite, and he has to leave!"
Guang Han turned around, took long strides, and walked towards the other side of the street. Behind him, densely packed copper coins rolled like soldiers following a general, following Guang Han closely. The situation seemed very serious.
Weird and funny.
The gamblers stared at him, their eyes almost popping out of their heads, and they were silent for a long time.
Guang Han ignored Chen Jianchen and sang as he walked: "All the money is gone, but this heart has no home. Where can I go? The city is still unknown to people, but my eyes can only see the bones..."
There is a hint of sadness and sadness in the singing.
Chen Jianchen watched him leave and disappeared, sighing secretly in his heart: Guanghan, a true Taoist...