"Yi" says: "Heaven and earth are closed, wise men hide." It also says: "There is no boredom in escaping from the world." It also says: "His work is noble."... In simple terms, it means that if you have talent and knowledge, you can be an official without leaving.
Those who do not make such efforts as officials are called "hermits".
At this time, it was getting late, the fields were desolate, and the cold wind was howling in the mountains and forests. A group of seven people were traveling in the mountains and rivers. Two of them were half a century old and had white hair on their foreheads; four young people stood tall and they were accompanied by a child.
The child was running in front of him, singing loudly, his cheerful expression covering up his ugly face. Everyone took it for granted and smiled leisurely.
The two old men in the back were walking and talking.
"De Cao, do you know that the sky has changed drastically recently?" One of the old men, wearing a straw hat on his head and holding his white hair at the temples, asked.
"In the southeast, a Venus rises with a ball of fire. It is responsible for attacking soldiers and sacred images. I have little talent and limited knowledge, and I am puzzled by my thinking." The old man on the other side replied, shaking his thick white beard.
"More than a month ago, Brother Guan Luo came to meet me at Lumen Mountain to predict the general trend of the world. The divination showed that 'the sun and the moon are in the sky', which is no longer the image of 'three parts of dragon energy' that you and I saw from the stars.
"
Hearing the words of the old man with sideburns, the old man with white beard sighed: "The heart of heaven is unpredictable!"
"Teacher, can this art of divination and stargazing really predict the direction of the world?" A young man with a thin beard and thin beard suddenly asked in the group.
These words immediately attracted the attention of all the young people, and they all stopped, obviously having doubts in their hearts.
The two old men laughed at each other, and the old man with sideburns said: "The Gua Shuo says: Those who count the past will go smoothly, and those who know the coming will go against it, so the Book of Changes also counts backwards."
"Celestial phenomena and divination itself work if you believe it, but if you don't believe it, it will not work. It is based on the subconscious mind of the fortune teller. Usually there will be ambiguous answers, allowing the fortune teller to find a reasonable explanation. When you think it is correct, he will
Then it will come true." The old man with a white beard said calmly: "Therefore, those who truly know the secrets of heaven and know the future are mostly knowledgeable people, like Virtue Gong."
"Brother Decao is too modest. You and the other four must remember whether this divination technique by ghosts and gods is true or false. Many things will naturally become clear to you when you grow older. There is only one thing you need to remember. You must fear heaven and earth. It
It is a real existence.”
The man with sideburns gave a brief summary, but he was a little confused. After hearing this, several people had their own thoughts.
At this time, the ugly child was already running far away and suddenly shouted loudly: "Uncle, come and see, there are people fighting over there."
The child's shout interrupted everyone's thoughts and drew them over.
"It's the Yellow Turban Army that is besieging the officers and soldiers." The young man with a pointed beard and thin beard murmured.
In the field, nearly two hundred yellow turban thieves besieged more than a dozen cavalry officers and soldiers. The young general at the head waved a yellow sword in his hand. Every time one of the yellow turban thieves was cut into two with his weapons. Another general looked the same.
The spears were equally fast and fierce, and although there were fewer people, they slowly gained the upper hand.
"Teacher, should we avoid it?" one of the young people suddenly asked.
"Brother Chuanping, the yellow scarf thieves are causing trouble to the world. Now that you have encountered them, you can't let them go, so you can do your best for the world." The young man with a thin beard and thin beard said with a smile, looking eager to try.
Seeing this expression, the other three young men laughed and joked: "Yuan Zhi, you still have a knight-errant mentality."
The young man with a thin beard and thin beard looked at the two old men with some expectancy.
"Go on your own, I'll wait for you here."
After receiving the approval of his two teachers, the young man with a pointed beard and thin beard was so happy that he held a sword in his hand and headed towards the battlefield.
It was Zhu Kui and others who were being killed by the Yellow Turban thieves. After crossing Feishui, they wanted to escape into the mountains and find a woodcutter, but they learned that there was a shortcut back to Wancheng. They did not want to be discovered by Zhang Mancheng's sentry on the way.
, which attracted pursuers.
"General, let me help you!" The young man approached the battlefield, shouted, raised his sword and stabbed an ant thief to death...
Zhu Kui followed the sound and turned his head to look. He couldn't help but feel that he had some impression, as if he had seen it somewhere before, so he focused on thinking about it slowly. However, although he was absent-minded, there was no master among the ant thieves.
A face-to-face massacre.
After a while, Zhang Mancheng's pursuers saw their brothers around them fall down one by one, and gradually they no longer had the advantage in numbers. The smart people knew that the situation was over, so they fled back to report the news first, and then they dispersed.
However, Zhu Kui couldn't let them escape, otherwise their whereabouts would be revealed and they would be in a lot of trouble. He ordered Liao Hua: "Yuan Jian, you take everyone to chase them, and make sure not to leave anyone behind."
"No, my lord."
"General, since all these yellow turban thieves have escaped, why bother killing them all?" the young man with a thin beard and thin beard said angrily.
"My benefactor, I don't want us to meet again! Don't blame Kui for being ruthless. He is just being chased. If he doesn't kill him, he will reveal his whereabouts. If he pursues him again, he will kill more." Zhu Kui lowered his head and said helplessly. He had already thought of this person just now.
Where have I seen him before? Then he raised his head and clasped his fists and said, "Oh! I forgot! My surname is Zhu Mingkui, and my courtesy name is Huaiming. I am the new General Weilu of the imperial court. May I ask the name of my benefactor?"
"General, you are so polite. You can do it with a little effort. You don't dare to be a benefactor. And even if you don't have help, these ant thieves can't do anything to you, General." The young man with a thin beard and thin beard said modestly.
Zhu Kui put the Xuanyuan Sword into its scabbard and got off his horse. His Square Heavenly Halberd was lost in the camp in the melee, so he had to find it someday.
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"
Three times in a row, Zhu Kui bowed and worshiped: "My benefactor, Kui has always wanted to find you and thank you for saving his life."
The young man stopped Zhu Kui's bow and asked in confusion: "The general said that we have met before and saved the general?"
Zhu Kui slapped his forehead and said, "Look, I forgot. That was all eight years ago. I was only twelve or twelve years old at that time, and my appearance was naturally different from what I am now. No wonder my benefactor doesn't remember it. Does that benefactor remember, west of Moling City?"
Have you ever killed an eye-catching insect in a forest?"
"Big insect?" The young man frowned and thought slightly, searching for the memory in his mind, until Liao Hua came back and reported to Zhu Kui that all the ant thieves' pursuers had been killed.
"I remembered, outside Moling City, the big insect fought back before his death and I suffered serious internal injuries. Are you the two boys who led the big insect?" the young man suddenly said.
"It's me and Acheng." Zhu Kui nodded.
The young man looked left and right, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "How fast the years go. I was a young boy in the past, but now I am a general."
"This is all your Majesty's great favor! Promote the boy."
Then, he picked out some important key points and slowly told the young man about his defection from Moling to the army.
"Oh, I see. Yingchuan, Yuzhou and other Taiping Roads have been pacified. Then you came to Nanyang to attack Zhang Mancheng? Why are you living here?"
The young man soon realized that Zhu Kui was in a state of defeat and fled, so he was hunted down by Taiping Dao.
"Hey! It's a long story, as the military manual says: A arrogant soldier will be defeated. I usually boast that I am familiar with the military manual, but I don't know that the harder it is to make mistakes, I was wrong." Once again, he told the process of his defeat.
Listen to him.
"That Zhang Mancheng is a great thief in the world, but he is very capable." The young man with a thin beard and thin beard couldn't help but sigh.
"I still don't know the name of my benefactor. Are you traveling here again this time?"
This time Zhu Kui saw that he was no longer dressed as a knight as he was last time, but in a blue scholar's shirt. If it hadn't been for the fight just now, he would have looked like a weak scholar to outsiders.
"My surname is Xu Mingshu, my courtesy name is Yuan Zhi. I am here with a few of my teacher's friends. When I saw the general in trouble, I came here to help. But I have to go back now, so I don't want to ask the teacher to wait."
Xu Shu said, pointing to a forest on the side of the mountain. Zhu Kui looked from a distance, and sure enough, he could vaguely see a few figures flickering.
Xu Shu, whose courtesy name is Yuanzhi, loved fencing when he was young. He was a chivalrous and righteous person. He often regarded himself as a benevolent chivalrous person. Later, he complained about his friends and killed them before running away. From then on, he gave up martial arts and studied literature and worshiped Shui Jing as his teacher. He was his senior brother with Zhuge Liang and Pang Tong.
Later, he surrendered to Liu Bei and appointed him as a military advisor. Liu Bei praised Xu Shu for his talent as a king's assistant.
In the end, he was forced to leave Liu Bei because Cao Cao threatened his old mother in Cao's camp, and introduced Zhuge Liang out of the mountain. But he never set up any plans for Cao Cao. Therefore, there is a proverb in later generations: "Xu Shu enters Cao's camp without saying a word."
"The benefactor's..."
"General, stop talking about your benefactor and just call me by name." Xu Shu interrupted.
"Well, Yuan Zhi, you can just call me Huai Ming. Who is your master?" Zhu Kui wanted to make a final decision, because the martial arts of Xu Shu in front of him was not weak, and he could compare with Yan Baihu in his early years.
Never recorded in history.
"I am fortunate enough to be able to study under Mr. Shui Jing after traveling to Jingzhou."
"Sure enough, there can be no mistake." Zhu Kui was sure in his heart and asked again: "I know that Mr. Shui Jing is a famous person in the great hermitage. I am lucky enough to meet him now. I wonder, can you recommend him?"