Chapter 154 The old gentleman sat and discussed

When the old scholar walked out of the landscape painting again, he saw the young Cui Chan still lying on the ground, pretending to be dead, and snorted coldly: "What a shame."

Cui Chan stared at the sky blankly, "Alive Without any hope, he was knocked down dead."

The old scholar walked over and kicked him, "Don't pretend to be pitiful here, don't you want to know why Xiao Qi just wants you to fall into trouble and not get rid of it quickly?"

Cui Han's eyes were dazed and he murmured: "When you were kicked out of the Confucian Temple, Qi Jingchun not only was not implicated by you, but continued to rise in level, which shows a lot of problems. He Qi Jingchun has long been qualified to stand on his own. The family has long been apart from your literary sage lineage, so he feels that he is not qualified to kill me, and hopes that you will clean up the family in the future."

The old scholar was angry and kicked him again, "I am a villain. I'm talking about people like you! If you don't get up after I count three, just lie down and wait for death. Don't expect anything more, three! Two! Two..."

Cui Chan made up his mind not to get up.

The old scholar was so embarrassed that he had to turn around and wink at Chen Pingan to help him out.

Chen Pingan nodded, took the Sophora japonica sword from Li Baoping, strode forward, came to Cui Han's side, said the word "one" expressionlessly, and faced The boy in white was stabbed in the neck with a sword.

The force is powerful and the sword tip is precise. Maybe Chen Pingan himself didn't notice it. After appreciating the calm mood in the scroll, his hands finally caught up with Chen Pingan's thoughts, so this sword The stabbing had no fireworks, but it became more fierce and cruel, full of murderous intent.

Cui Han was so frightened that he rolled around and got up quickly.

Chen Ping'an put away his sword and nodded to the old scholar, which meant that Mr. Sir, your urgent need has been settled.

The old scholar sighed and looked at Chen Pingan and the woman in white not far away, "Find a place to talk about something."

The old man turned to Cui Han and glared. : "Follow me! If you keep showing off when it comes to your great opportunity, just let Chen Ping'an kill him with a sword."

The group of people walked towards the yard. The old scholar looked around and glanced at the snow-white tree. The "small canopy" supported by lotus leaves, clasping fingers, hesitated for a moment, "Find a room to go in and chat, Chen Ping'an, is there a suitable place? As long as you can talk, it doesn't matter if there are stools and chairs."

Sword Spirit sat on the stone bench in the yard and said with a smile: "You talk, I don't like to hear that."

Finally, the old scholar, Chen Ping'an, the young Cui Chan, and Li Baoping sat on the four sides respectively. Sitting around the table on a stool, Li Huai was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly. He looked like he was sleeping.The bad child has already slept sideways, with his head hanging outside the edge of the bed, but he can still sleep soundly.

Chen Ping'an helped him straighten his body in a familiar way, and Li Huai's hands and feet were Put the bedding in and gently pad the corners of the left and right sides and feet so that the heat inside the bedding will not escape easily. In the end, Li Huai felt like she was wrapped in a rice dumpling.

After Chen Ping'an finished doing these things that were natural and natural, he sat back on the stool. Li Baoping asked in a low voice: "Uncle Master, are you also helping me tuck my quilt every night?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "You don't have to. You sleep much better than Li Huai. You fall asleep as soon as you fall asleep, and then as soon as you fall asleep, you can sleep motionless until dawn."

Li Huai Baoping sighed, hit the palm of his hand with his fist, and said regretfully: "I knew I would have had trouble sleeping since I was a child. It was all my fault because of my elder brother, who tricked me into having sweet dreams if I slept well."

Chen Pingan said with a smile: "When I return to my hometown in the future, I want to thank you very much, brother."

Along the way, the family member Li Baoping talked about the most was this brother, so Chen Ping'an was very grateful to this man who liked to hide in the study to study. Readers, the impression is very good.

The old scholar looked at the little girl and asked with a smile: "Is your eldest brother Li Xisheng who lives on Fulu Street?"

Li Baoping nodded and said doubtfully: " What's wrong?"

The old scholar laughed and said: "This name is a bit big."

Cui Chen couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this.

Li Baoping was a little worried, "Isn't it bad if the name is too big?"

The old scholar was even happier, shook his head and said: "To achieve greatness, as long as you can hold it down, you can do it." Okay."

Li Baoping is a little girl who likes to bully others. "Old man, how can I hold it back?"

Cui Chen rolled his eyes again, screwed up. This is exactly what he wants. The old man who likes to be a teacher will definitely start preaching and teaching and solving doubts.

As expected, the old man took a look around and saw no openings for drinking and eating snacks. He felt a little regretful and said slowly: "He is pure and kind in nature, has great knowledge and high morals, and has traveled thousands of miles. , I can hold it down."

The little girl first put the seal on the table, shook her body, kicked off her little straw sandals, sat cross-legged on the chair, crossed her arms across her chest, and said with a frown: " But my eldest brother is not as great as the old man said, otherwise I will send a letter home and ask him to change his name."

Cui Chen had to remind him: "Old man, can we talk about business? ? Daodao, Daodao!"

Li Baoping silently picked up the seal and breathed at the four seal characters on the bottom.

Cui Chan quickly shut up.

Even if the old man has a great level of cultivation, he still likes to be reasonable, and the shameless approach will work.

But Chen Ping'an and Li Baoping, the two guys who were attracted by Qi Jingchun, one is a mud-legged guy who has never read a book, and the other has read crookedly. Cui Chan is now It was Longyou who was tricked by the fish in the shoal. Against this big and small, no matter how heroic Cui Chan was, it was useless.There will be no other consequences than being beaten and humiliated. The tougher you are, the more you will suffer.

The old scholar conjured up a pot of wine, raised his head and took a sip, then glanced at the seal that the little girl put back on the table, feeling a little sad.

Cui Chan was actually quite strange tonight. Although the old man had shown his true feelings in the past, most of the time, he was a rigid and pedantic guy. He looked like he was sitting on an altar wherever he sat. Especially in the years when knowledge was most highly regarded by both the government and the public, whenever the old man taught classes on the meaning of scriptures and difficult questions, more than a thousand "students" would sit down and listen with their ears raised. Emperors and generals, gods on the mountain, gentlemen and sages were so vast that even Cui Zhan, who betrayed his master, would not deny that the old man at that time was really dazzling, like the sun and moon hanging in the sky, his brilliance did not distinguish between day and night, overwhelming the entire river. The galaxy eclipsed.

But now he still kicks his feet, and when he wants to talk about the truth, he still drinks?

Cui Chan seems careless, but in fact he is in a heavy mood.

In the final analysis, Cui Han's feelings towards the old man beside him are extremely complicated, including admiration and hatred, fear and remembrance. How could he, Cui Chan, the former leader of the Literary Saint, not feel angry towards his husband but not complain about his misfortune?

Across the bed, Li Huai was talking in his sleep, "A-Liang, A-Liang, I want to eat meat! You stingy Ah-Liang, just give me a sip of the wine in the small gourd..."

Li Baoping's eyes lit up. Li Huai's embarrassing incident could be the subject of conversation for several days.

When Cui Chan heard the name A Liang, he glanced sideways at the old man.

The old scholar coughed and glanced at the three people present, "Okay, let's get to the point. Chen Ping'an, Li Baoping, you should already know that I am Qi Jingchun's husband, and Cui Chan, once He was my first disciple, Qi Jingchun's senior brother. Because I was busy with academics at that time, Qi Jingchun's reading and chess playing were indeed taught to me by his eldest disciple Cui Chan. In the end, Cui Chan rebelled and became a bully. His master’s various activities to destroy his ancestors, and even Qi Jingchun’s death in Lizhu Cave, Cui Han can be regarded as a chess player in the middle of a chess game. To say that Cui Zhang is the murderer of his junior brother Qi Jingchun is not an exaggeration. The same is true for Ma Zhan, one of my named disciples. It's just that Ma Zhan is not a chess player, but he is the culprit behind the scenes. He made a crucial unreasonable move when I arrived in your hometown town. Before, this body was just a place where Cui Chan stayed. The real Cui Chan is the national master of your Great Li Dynasty, an old guy who looks no younger than me."

Li Bao. Ping's face was full of anger, his eyes were red with anger, and he stared at Cui Han.

Chen Pingan, on the other hand, made Cui Chan even more frightened. He lowered his eyes and couldn't see his expression clearly.

The biting wild dog does not show its teeth.

Cui Chan is very familiar with Chen Ping'an's character. After all, he pays more attention to the growth experience of the boy in Mud Bottle Lane than Old Man Yang.

Cui Chan tried his best to stay calm, but silently thought in his heart, it’s dead, it’s dead, old man, you’ve done a lot of harm to people..

The old scholar changed the topic and looked at Chen Pingan, "There is something I want to say hello to you first. If you agree to do it, I want to intercept a piece of time stream on you. Don't worry, no. There are too many things involved. Would you like to start our chat tonight?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Okay."

The old scholar extended a palm. Facing Chen Pingan, who was sitting across from him, he shook his wrists and rolled up his sleeves. Soon, strands of water mist appeared around Chen Pingan, slowly flowing towards the palm of the old man's hand, and finally turned into a crystal clear green water ball. The old man turned his hand, palm down, and gently touched the water ball. The water flowed downwards to the table, and vivid pictures appeared on the table.

Li Baoping's eyes widened with shock on his face, and he quickly lay down on the table, "Wow, little uncle, this is the mountain road where we met the ghost in wedding dress, and me! Haha, my little bookcase is still the most beautiful. It is indeed prettier than Lin Shouyi and Li Huai’s. They look stupid carrying the bookcase..."

It is supported by the ghost in the wedding dress. Oil-paper umbrellas appeared on the muddy paths, lanterns lit up one after another, and a spectacular fire dragon appeared in the mountains.

When Lin Shouyi offered the talisman, the ghost was still fighting against the wall. Instead of leaving the realm of the female ghost, he was abducted to the mansion with the "Fine Water and High Wind" hanging on it.

In the end, Wei Jin, the swordsman of Fengxue Temple, broke all the rules with his sword and arrived in style, breaking the deadlock and successfully leading the group out of there.

The old scholar grabbed the table, and the streams of time reunited into a ball, pushed towards Chen Pingan, and dispersed again to return to heaven and earth.

This skill involves the supreme magical power of the origin of the great road. It does not rely on the small world of saints or mysterious magic weapons. The old man just picked it up at his fingertips.

Li Baoping only found it magical and interesting.

Cui Chan is a wise man, and he is more and more surprised. What is going on with the old man? His saintly cultivation is obviously gone, so why can he still have such great powers?

The old scholar said softly: "Is this female ghost hateful? Of course she is hateful. She killed innocent people indiscriminately and committed many crimes. Is she pitiful? She is also a bit pitiful. As a ghost, she was originally good-natured. In the court, Not only did he have the ability to suppress luck, he also performed many good deeds in the local area, and he also fell in love with the scholars. It was originally a beautiful talk, but in the end they fell into this situation, hated by gods and ghosts, and they were all squeezed out by the great road. Tangled up in cause and effect, I will never be able to repay this stupid debt in a few lifetimes."

The old scholar sighed, "So there must be something pitiful about hateful people, right?"

Cui Chan felt like he was facing a formidable enemy, he didn't dare to nod or shake his head.

Li Baoping quickly entered the "go up the mountain and kill the enemy" mode. He thought seriously for a moment and said, "It's more hateful."

The old scholar nodded to the little girl and said with a smile: "So hateful and pitiful, how much more hateful? How much more pitiful?"

The little girl thought about it carefully again, "It's reasonable and legal, go back and do a careful calculation?"

The old scholar smiled and asked again: "Li Baoping, it is legal and legal, of course it is not bad, but the question comes again, how do you determine whether the laws of the world are good laws or evil laws?"

The little girl was stunned. She seemed to have never had this problem before, but she was not afraid of the stage. She said to the old man: "Old sir, wait for me. This problem is the same as the one last time. It's still a bit big. I You have to think about it seriously!"

The old scholar smiled kindly and nodded in praise: "Shan."

Cui Han looked at the old man's familiar smile and the attentive and straight-faced young man. Girl, snorted coldly.

As expected of Qi Jingchun’s husband and Qi Jingchun’s proud disciple, the legacy has been passed down from generation to generation, and even the teaching atmosphere has the same virtue!

After the old scholar stumped the little girl, he turned to look at Chen Ping'an with clear eyes, "In the past, when I was studying and thinking about difficult problems, I liked to think of the worst first. Today is no exception. There are bound to be hateful people. There is nothing wrong with the word "pity", but many smart people in the world like to pretend that everyone is drunk and I am alone, and only talk about the pity and deliberately ignore the hateful part."

"Some people simply show their compassion and compassion indiscriminately, and the 'hateful things' are not inflicted on themselves, so they don't feel so much pain. Instead, they like to point fingers and stand by, asking others to be tolerant. Chen Ping An, what do you think is the root of the problem? You know, many of the people I'm talking about are well-educated, and there are probably some who are good at talking. Chen Ping'an, what do you think? Just say whatever you want."

Chen Pingan hesitated, and finally said: "I have nothing to say."

Cui Yi couldn't care less about what Chen Pingan's answer was and started. Silently deducing, thinking about why the old man said this.

The old scholar glanced at Li Baoping and Cui Chan on the left and right, and said slowly: "Right and wrong have their own merits and demerits, and the question of good and evil depends on the king of hell. Why do you say this? Because everyone's moral cultivation and growth Experiences, horizons and experiences will all be different, and people's hearts will fluctuate. How many people dare to claim that their conscience is the most righteous and peaceful? "

"So the Legalists took a shortcut and reduced morality and etiquette to the lowest level. A line here can only be this high and cannot be any lower." As the old man said this, he stretched out his hand and drew a line under the table.

"Of course, as I said before, there is the possibility of 'evil laws' in these laws. I will not do any derivative development here, otherwise it will be difficult to finish them in three days and three nights. So. In the final analysis, the law is dead, but the human heart is alive. If no one enforces the law, it is even more dead. Therefore, we still have to go up to seek solutions."

At this point, the old scholar stretched his muscles again. He took action and pointed towards the roof.

The old man turned to look at Cui Han, "Do you know why I answered so quickly when you asked that question?"

Which pot is not opened and which pot is raised?

Cui Chan said angrily: "Because you like and respect Qi moreJingchun, I feel that all my knowledge, Cui Chan's, is just a ball of paper in the trash can. If you, the literary sage, knead it and spread it out, you would hate it with dirty hands! "

The old man shook his head and said: "Because of your question, I have been thinking about it for many years before you. No matter how I deduced it at that time, there was only one conclusion: the embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed by ant nests, the floods were flooding, and in the end it was out of control. Because not only are you treating the symptoms but not the root cause, but if your knowledge foundation is not solid enough, this knowledge with excellent original intentions will actually cause big problems. Just like a high-rise building, the taller you build it, the more beautiful it becomes. Once the foundation is unstable, it will collapse when strong winds blow, causing more harm to people. "

Cui Chan was stunned on the spot, but he was still a little unconvinced.

The old man sighed and said helplessly: "You must know that our Confucian orthodoxy is sick and not perfect. , so many rules, as the world goes by, cannot be implemented once and for all, and they will never be easy. This is normal. If the earliest people speak the most correct and best principles, what will the later generations do? Why study? ”

“The method given by the sage master is the most general and the most correct, so it is gentle and beneficial. It is a dietary supplement that has hundreds of benefits and no harm. However, the premise of dietary supplement is based on everyone’s health. Eat the food of 'Confucianism', right? ”

“But sometimes, just like a person, as the body function declines, or due to exposure to wind and sun, there will be times when food supplements can neither have immediate effect nor life-saving treatment. people. This requires medication. ”

“But the use of medicine is three-point poisonous, so we need to be cautious. The ancient saints only dared to say which herbs and trees were medicine and which were poison after tasting them. "

"You, Cui Han, are so impatient, are you really willing to put in this effort? Your junior brother Qi Jingchun has reminded you many times that you, Cui Chan, are too smart and your heart is higher than the sky. You never like to work in low places. How can this be done? If you are just a child playing around and just want to be a great sacrifice for the master of the academy, then the river you dug, even if the dike is actually full of holes, in the end the flood will break the dike and someone will be able to save it. But once your knowledge becomes mainstream in Confucianism and something goes wrong, who will save it? I? Or the sage of ceremony, or the most holy teacher? Even if these people come to the rescue, how can you, Cui Zhang, be sure that the saints of Buddhism and Taoism will not cause trouble? Why not turn this mighty world into a world that promotes the teachings of their two religions? "

Cui Chan was still unwilling to admit defeat.

The old scholar was a little tired, "Although I thought of your knowledge earlier, you concentrated on it and became better than me later. Think further. In the end, I also had an idea and thought I could give it a try. So the real "three or four battles" hidden under the table were the two dynasties in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, each promoting "rituals and music" and " Merit', and then look at the outcome sixty years later, the pros and cons of each. Of course, the outcome is known to the whole world. I lost, so I had to imprison myself in the forest of merit. "

Cui Chan's face was full of bewilderment. When he suddenly stood up, "You lied! ”

The old man said calmly: "Forgot again? When debating and arguing with others, your mentality must be fair and peaceful, and don't be arrogant."

Cui Chan sat back on the stool in despair and murmured: "How could you bet on this? How could I lose..."

The old scholar turned his head and looked across the yard, "Be careful, don't take it seriously."

The tall woman was careless. Lazy replied: "I know."

The old scholar took a big sip of wine and laughed at himself: "It's okay to drink to drown your sorrows, but it's even better to drink to make people brave."

Cui Chan simply replied subconsciously: "Order!"

After blurting out the words, Cui Chan was full of regrets.

The old man looked solemn and solemn, nodded and said solemnly: "Yes, etiquette and rules are order. The second saint in my Confucian tradition, the Li Sheng, pursues an order, and everything in the world is in order. Orderly and well-behaved, these rules were all "snatched" by the sages from the avenue, one by one, one by one, horizontally and vertically, and then he built a "shabby thatched cottage" that the old man mocked himself to serve the common people. The people are protected from the wind and rain, and the thatched cottage is so big that almost everyone will spend their whole life, and even the deepest knowledge cannot reach the other side of the wall. It is so big that all practitioners, no matter how high their cultivation level is, cannot touch the roof. So this is why. It is the freedom and stability of all living beings."

Cui Chan sneered: "As for Qi Jingchun, his knowledge has hit the roof, and as for A Liang, his cultivation has hit the wall. What should we do at this time? Is that good? What should these people do? Why can't these proud men of the world go out of their own way, open the door built by Master Li, and build a new thatched cottage elsewhere? " /p>

Having said this, Cui Han subconsciously pointed to the door of this room.

At this moment, the young man in white has a sharp face and impressive momentum.

It can be seen from this that Cui Chan has involuntarily devoted himself to it. It may even be not just the thoughts of the young Cui Chan, but also the most complete subconscious mind of Cui Chan deep in his soul.

The old man smiled and said: "Pursue the absolute freedom in your hearts? Yes, but how sure are you that you can ensure that you will walk through that door in the end instead of smashing the wall with one punch and hitting it head-on? The roof was broken? This made the thatched cottage that had protected you from the wind and rain and grown to its final height suddenly become shaky and leaky from all sides?" Cui Chan laughed and said, "You said it yourself, old man? You are absolutely free, why do you care about this? Why do you decide that the new house we built after breaking down the old hut will not be larger and more stable than before?"

The old man laughed? Laughing, "Oh? Aren't you back to the origin of my path? You, Cui Chan, have never even broken my rules, and you still want to break the order of rites and sages?"

Cui Chan said angrily: "How is this the nature of human nature? Are you talking nonsense, old man?Eight ways!

The old man said calmly: "Don't ask me this question. I'm going to be a little more generous to you. I'll take this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to ask you about your true feelings while your soul is intact." "

Cui Chan was dumbfounded.

In the end, as if between heaven and earth, only the old scholar and Chen Ping'an were left, one old and one young, sitting opposite each other.

The old man smiled and said: "The sages of rites want order, and everyone knows the rules. I hope everyone will follow the rules. Later, the wanderers spread knowledge. When the wanderers became a family, there were emperors' schools, and later there were The imperial examination system recruits a wide range of poor people, who are well-educated and educated, providing the possibility of a carp jumping over the dragon's door. Poor families will no longer be without noble sons. The rules are comprehensive and require a lot of hard work, and the further you go, the more people's hearts will fluctuate, and the more thankless it becomes. Human nature is inherently evil. There are so many people in the world who put down their chopsticks and curse at their mothers after they are full. "

The old man looked up at the young man, "So I am looking for two words now, order. "

The old man said to himself, "I just want to put everything in the world in order. For example, the crux of the problem is that the Li Sheng has taught the world enough criteria for judging "hateful" and "pitiful", but the world does not know enough about the "priority". You didn't even sort out the word "hateful" and went to care about the "poor". How could you do that? Right? "

Chen Pingan nodded.

The old man smiled and asked: "Just from the sound of it, isn't the word order far worse than the word order? "

Chen Pingan frowned.

The old man laughed loudly. He was enjoying himself and took a sip of wine, regardless of how much the young man could figure it out. "If these two words are Within the dilapidated hut of the Li Sheng, of course, it can only be regarded as a patchwork. I am just a patchwork of moral etiquette and music. But if these two words are placed in a larger and broader place, then it can be It's amazing. "

Chen Pingan asked: "Where? "

The old man lifted the jug and placed it in the center of the table. Then he spread his palms and touched the table heavily. "From this point of view, the dilapidated hut like the jug is just a resting place on the bank of the long river of time. Just a place. but. "

The old man paused briefly and said with a smile: "What is the situation of this long river of time, the key depends on the river bed. Although the two complement each other, at the same time, there is indeed a 'conditioned method'. There are many sayings in the world about going with the flow and going with the flow, so I wanted to give it a try. "

Chen Ping'an asked: "The sage requires people to live within the rules and live in peace and stability. Sometimes, the absolute freedom of a small number of people has to be sacrificed? And old sir, do you want everyone to follow your order and move forward on the avenue you drew? ”

The old man smiled and added: “Don’t think I’m pointing fingers. My sequence will not be too much or too little. I just put in my effort at the source of the avenue, and then the water will diverge and enter the sea separately, or Whether they join together in the middle, become a lake, or continue to flow, it all depends on their own freedom. ”

The old man leaned forward, took out the flask, took a sip of wine, and asked with a smile: "Chen Ping'an, what do you think? Are you willing to be my disciple according to Qi Jingchun's arrangement?"

The old man looked smiling and amiable, and repeated again: "Just say what you think, don't worry about whether it's wrong or right, there are no outsiders here."

The young man took a deep breath and straightened up. He stood up, put his fists on his knees, and said sternly: "Because I haven't really read the book, I don't know what the order of the ceremonial saint is, and I can't understand the essence of the order of the old gentleman. "

The old man smiled and said: "Go on, just say it boldly. I have seen very bad people in the world and done very bad things, and my temper has been tempered very well."

Chen Ping’an continued: “Mr., you said it before. Many of them, I have been listening carefully. After thinking about some of them, I think they make sense. For example, that pitiful place, I think it is right and the order cannot be wrong. So at that time, I wanted to say, that ghost in wedding clothes, I I wanted to kill her then, and I want to kill her even more now. I will definitely kill her in the future. I want to tell her that no matter how great your grievances are, it is not the reason for you to pass on the pain to innocent people. I want to tell her personally, You have your pity, but you deserve to die!"

This boy from Mud Bottle Alley, who always seemed to have a gentle temper, was extremely energetic at this moment.

Chen Pingan's tone became more firm, and he said slowly: "But those things that I can't understand, and maybe even things that I can't even think of in my life, I won't get them in my hands, because If I don’t even think I can do it, why should I agree to it? Is it because I am embarrassed? Is it because I will let others down by not agreeing? But the answer to the question is very simple. If you agree, you will never do it again. If he can't do it, wouldn't others be even more disappointed?"

The old scholar stopped his smile and looked serious. After thinking for a moment, he became slightly absent-minded and habitually stretched out two fingers, as if to twist things from the dish. Pick up a peanut.

In the small courtyard, the tall woman squinted and smiled.

She had deliberately put on a resentful and sad attitude before, but why didn't the boy justly reject her?

What if it were Ma Kuxuan or Xie Shi and Cao Xi?

For the sake of a girl who is far away and has only known each other for a month, take the risk to offend a sword spirit who has lived for ten thousand years and will need to depend on each other in the future?

Is this a trivial matter?

It’s a small thing.

But it is definitely not a trivial matter.

The battle between the great avenues has lasted for a long time, and there are some subtleties.Frankly speaking, it's terrifying. This is the most unpredictable and dangerous place.

Whenever a Qi practitioner’s cultivation is higher and the distance from the sky is closer, the flaws in his state of mind will be infinitely magnified. For example, if it is a flaw in Daozu, it is nothing more than a mustard seed. In terms of size, once it becomes a real image, the gap that was punctured by a sword in the Yellow River Cave will probably be even bigger.

For example, during that seemingly trivial time, if the child in Mud Bottle Alley had chosen the bunch of candied haws for free at the vendor’s “kindness” invitation, he would have I passed it over, ate it happily, and then skipped back to the ancestral home in Mupin Lane. I ate the candied haws completely and threw away the bamboo stick. It seemed like nothing happened, but did nothing really happen?

Can young Chen Pingan still have the fate he has today?

In the room, Chen Pingan looked at the old man, "Even if it is what Mr. Qi wants me to do, as long as I think it can't be done, I will still not agree. Just like some things, I seriously think about it. After that, I feel it is still wrong, so even if someone holds a knife on my neck, I will still tell him, no matter who he is, this is wrong."

The young man's tone was very calm. .

Chen Pingan finally said: "I am not the kind of person who can go very far in a subject. Reading and literacy is a very simple thing for me, just to be able to learn by myself. I write Spring Festival couplets and post them on my doorstep. I can write tombstones for my parents in the future. At most, they just read out some principles of life. I definitely don’t have too many ideas. So, old gentleman, I won’t be your disciple.”

Cui Chang's face turned pale and he was sweating profusely.

Even Li Baoping felt that something was wrong. He secretly picked up the seal from the table and was about to shoot someone with it. As for whether it was the bad guy Cui Chan or the husband's husband, she didn't care. The junior uncle below is the biggest.

The old man just asked kindly: "Is this what you think now, right? If you feel that it was wrong before, will you change your mind and turn around and ask me to accept you as a disciple?"

Chen Pingan said without hesitation: "Of course! But if you are not willing to accept me as a student by then, I will not force it. I may regret it, but certainly not many."

The old man had a strange look on his face, "I, the great literary saint, who once ranked among the top saints in the Confucian Confucian Temple, want to accept you as a closed disciple. What a blessing, a good thing and a great opportunity, suddenly fell on you Shouldn't you just put it away quickly and put it in your pocket first? If there is a problem, what are you afraid of with your husband on your side? "

Chen Pingan suddenly said, "If you do something against your will, don't even take a step forward."

The old man sighed, "Since the time has not come, I will not force others to do anything." ."

The old man turned around and smiled, "I am very disappointed that I cannot become a master and apprentice, but Qi Jingchun must not be disappointed at all. Such Chen Ping'an is so stubborn.Very, very much like Qi Jingchun when he was a boy. I'm afraid this is the reason why he was willing to bow to you in return in the alley. "

Chen Pingan was puzzled by what he heard.

The old scholar had slowly stood up and looked at the three children, "It is a good thing to sit and talk. "

The old scholar smiled and said: "But don't forget, it is more important to act, otherwise all moral articles will have no standing." "

The old scholar suddenly began to enjoy himself, smiled broadly, put his hands behind his back, shook his head and walked out of the room, tut-tutting: "The old gentleman sits down and talks about Tao, and the young man gets up and does it, good, great good! "

Li Baoping said angrily: "Only the young man, what about me? ! "

The old man opened the door and said with a hearty smile: "Yes, yes, there is also the little girl Li Baoping from Aquarius Island! ”

Chen Ping’an thought to himself: “Sit down and talk about the Tao, then get up and practice it.” This is a good idea, I have to remember it. "

The young Cui Han sat there blankly, suddenly shuddered, and after coming back to his senses, he stood up and bowed, and said to Chen Pingan: "Sir!

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Why are you still here?" ”

Cui Chan joked with a playful smile: “Mr., you wanted to kill me before, was it because you didn’t want to pay back the money?” There are several thousand taels of silver.

Chen Pingan said calmly: "If you are killed by me tonight, as long as I, Chen Pingan, have money in the future, I will definitely help you build a tomb worth two thousand taels of silver." ”

Cui Chan looked embarrassed, and in the end he could only hold back one sentence, “Thank you.” ”