Chapter 395 I don’t know about a bowl of chicken soup

After leaving the Lion Garden path, I passed by a small lake and a green reed marsh. After turning a corner, I could branch off to the official road to the capital of Qingluan Kingdom. As a result, I was the first to go out of the reed marsh path and saw someone. Riding in a bullock cart, it was windy and windy. We had just entered the small road from the official road. The road was narrow and bumpy. The car jumped and the man in green shirt sitting in the back was almost thrown out. He was shaken to pieces and almost fell apart. The driver of the car was a young man who looked like a book boy. He was probably being urged by his master, and because of his impatient age and temperament, as well as his unfamiliarity with driving a bullock cart, the bullocks jumped into the trail with all four legs. , but I never expected that a group of people would walk out from the reed marsh where the Lion Garden is only at the end of this path. The leader was a bouncing little girl holding a hiking pole. If they bumped into this, they would be in trouble. Killed?

The young book boy was panicked, and the man in green shirt was even more anxious. One was in a hurry, and the other shouted a reminder, so Pei Qian widened his eyes and looked at the ox cart and the old ox drag that was swinging along the route. Dragging two big fools, they rushed into the reedy lake.

In fact, Pei Qian had already escaped and was standing in a large clump of reeds. Even if the oxcart went straight forward, it wouldn't matter, it would definitely not hit her.

Why, there are still people taking a bath in the water so early in the morning? Could it be that they are actually a group of immortal figures, and that the cow can pull a cart and walk on water, so they are particularly immortal? Didn't she ride on a local ox before? It was really magical, going up mountains and down water, and it was steady.

But the scene in front of me didn't seem to be the case. One big and one small, screaming, and then with a splash, the water splashed and disappeared.

Pei Qian moved his steps and looked along the path where the oxcart crushed the reeds. He saw that the entire oxcart went directly into the water.

Pei Qian pinched his chin and fell into deep thought. He heard that the gods on the mountain only need to carry water-proof beads to explore the abyss and wade to catch dragons and dragons as if they were walking on flat ground.

Zhu Lian and Shi Rou flew over to save people and cattle.

Chen Ping'an grabbed Pei Qian's ear and said, "I want you to watch the road carefully."

Pei Qian stood on tiptoes, begged loudly for mercy, and explained: "How could I have imagined that the bullock cart I didn't follow the right path. I insisted on twisting and turning like a drunken man, so I went into the ditch. Oops, it hurts... Master, I have really given way... Moreover, Master, you have also seen ox carts and mule carts. Aren't they all very slow? This ox cart is so domineering, I wish I could fly..."

Chen Pingan let go of his hand and let Pei Qian stand still. Standing still, Pei Qian grinned and reached out to gently rub his ears. It really hurt.

As expected, Zhu Lian is a crow's mouth, saying that he should not get carried away.

Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief. After Zhu Lian and Shi Rou entered the water, they quickly moved the master and servant, the cow and the car ashore.

The young man was still frightened and sat on the reeds that had been crushed to the ground by the bullock cart before, wailing loudly.

After the old cow came ashore, he shook his body and just hit the young man on the head with his tail.Go on, but I don’t cry anymore.

The man in green shirt was about thirty years old, with an ageless appearance. After being rescued ashore, he bowed to Shi Rou and thanked her.

Chen Pingan walked over and apologized with fists in his hands.

The man in green shirt was so ashamed that he quickly bowed to apologize again.

Finally, the man wiped the water stains on his face, his eyes lit up, and he asked Chen Pingan: "But Mr. Chen who joined forces with the female crown immortal master to save our Lion Park?"

After Chen Pingan nodded, he asked tentatively: "Is it Magistrate Liu?"

The man in green shirt laughed heartily, "This is Liu Qingfeng, Liu Qingshan's eldest brother."

Liu Qingfeng, the eldest son of Mr. Liu, is now serving as a county official. He cannot be said to have prospered, but he can be regarded as a scholar with a smooth career.

But when his father was Liu Jingting, who had a rapid career and was famous as a scholar, Liu Qingfeng seemed very mediocre. At his age, Liu Jingting was about to serve as the third-rank minister of etiquette of Qingluan Kingdom. , Liu Jingting is also a recognized leader in the literary world and the gentle leader of a country. Now looking at the eldest son Liu Qingfeng, it is no wonder that people feel like a tiger father and a dog son.

It is necessary to know that Liu Jingting will definitely receive the first-class posthumous title from the imperial court after his death. . Both are possible. Both require special orders from the emperor and cannot be decided by the officials. Previously, the court felt that the former was more likely. After the second son Liu Qingshan became lame, expectations were greatly lowered, not to mention the Qingluan Kingdom. There are only a handful of Wen Zhengs in history, but I still feel that Wen Zhong is a bit uncertain.

Chen Pingan called Pei Qian.

Pei Qian, who had always seemed to be affixed with a talisman of immortality, ran all the way to Chen Ping'an when he was granted amnesty, apologized to Liu Qingfeng and the young scholar, and loudly recounted his many faults.

In fact, in her heart, Pei Qian didn't feel that she had done much wrong. She still complained that Liu Qingfeng was too unhelpful. It was just that the master was angry. What could she do? Not to mention an apology that cost her nothing, but asking her to pay compensation and move things out of the treasure box, Pei Qian could only obediently do so.

Liu Qingfeng hurriedly spoke for Pei Qian, and Pei Qian felt better now. He felt that this scholar who had become a county magistrate was on the right track.

After that, of course, he wanted to persuade Chen Pingan to return to the Lion Garden with him. However, when Chen Pingan said that he was going to the capital to see if he could catch up with the debate on Buddhism and Taoism, Liu Qingfeng was embarrassed to persuade him.

Chen Pingan first helped Liu Qingfeng repair the bullock cart, then the two parties said goodbye and continued on their way.

After entering the official path, Zhu Lian smiled and said: "I feel that Liu Qingfeng, the eldest son of the old minister in Shishiyuan, is more of an official material than his younger brother Liu Qingshan."

Chen Peace is noncommittal.

Liu Qingshan is more scholarly, talented, full of strategies, and a gentleman, while his elder brother Liu Qingfeng seems to be less sharp and less sharp.

But Chen Pingan felt that the two brothers were both scholars needed in this world.That’s all. As for who will achieve higher and lower achievements in the future, in the final analysis, aren’t we all one family in the Lion Park?

Chen Pingan asked: "Pei Qian, do you know what is the most admirable thing about Magistrate Liu?"

Pei Qian blurted out: "When you become an official, your temper is still good. Okay, no pretense?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "It's from my heart that I will give way to you even if I put myself in danger."

Pei. Qian groaned, seeming to understand, "Master, I will write it down first, just like I did in the Lion Garden two days ago to dry up books and bamboo slips. When the sun is shining, I will turn over these things from time to time."

Chen Ping'an hummed, rubbed her head and said nothing more.

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "Master, will I have the opportunity to help you feed you in the future?"

Chen Pingan said without hesitation: "Yes."

Zhu Lian then turned to look at Pei Qian, "You see, this is from the bottom of my heart. You need to know that the pure martial arts in the world are feeding fists and nurturing fists. A dragonfly touches the water, hits lightly, and it is of no benefit. If you want to If it is effective, the old slave must show his true ability. If he shows his true ability, his fists will have murderous intent and his body will have murderous intention. Then if the old slave actually has a premeditated plan and murderous intention in his heart, he will hide it well. , but the young master still trusts the old slave, this is called coming from his heart..."

Pei Qian still seemed to understand, and thought about it carefully, "Old cook, you finish reading the book every day in the Lion Garden. , he would talk to himself, saying that he had no money in his pocket and felt panicked. What if he missed those beautiful books when he arrived in the capital, and said that the erotic pictures in Qingluan Kingdom were the best in Aquarius Continent. How could he enter Baoshan and return empty-handed? It’s not heartbreaking... Tell me honestly, do you want to cheat my master’s money to buy books and pornographic pictures?” Zhu Lian looked embarrassed and rubbed his hands without saying anything.

Chen Ping'an made a decision immediately: "You can give me fists, but I don't have any money!"

Zhu Lian was anxious, "Master, we made money during this trip to the Lion Park. Although the old slave didn't take any action this time, the sun and the moon show his loyalty."

Chen Ping'an said to Pei Qian: "As for you, Pei Qian is a fool. He opened his voice and said loudly: "What a silver! The silver that goes into my master's pocket is no longer silver!"

Shi Rou was walking at the back, lamenting in her heart.

Look, it’s easy to change the situation, but it’s hard to change the nature. Here are these three again.

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Liu Qingfeng complained a lot to the book boy along the way, but Liu Qingfeng did not talk back, let alone use his status to pressure him. The bullock cart arrived near the Lion Park. The boy passed by the stone cliffs and old trees and saw the familiar outline of the Lion Park. He immediately lost any resentment. The boy had grown up here since he was a child. He was very fond of his childhood sweetheart Zhao Ya. What I like...

The five children of Liu Jingting, the old minister of the Qing Dynasty, from eldest to youngest, happen to be "fengyashanqingyu".

After putting on clean clothes, Liu Qingfeng went straight to his younger brother's study. The boy said that the master was already waiting there.

The father and son sat down.

After Liu Jingting saw Liu Qingfeng, he felt relieved. This relaxation was no less than when he saw the monster being captured with his own eyes.

Perhaps no one can imagine that neither foreign immortals such as Chen Pingan, Liu Boqi, nor even the vast majority of people in the Lion Garden know one thing. The real backbone of the Lion Garden is the official Liu Qingfeng, who was of low moral character and mediocre talent, was not Liu Jingting, the head of the family. Liu Boqi had spied on the three of them drinking, and his attention was attracted by Liu Qingshan, and he was unable to savor the taste of that drinking party. It's just that this change in the mentality of the father and son happened gradually and naturally. It was not deliberately done by Liu Qingfeng. The eldest son Liu Qingfeng, who was extremely pragmatic and respected achievements, had long held a role similar to Liu Jingting's guest minister and staff, because Liu Qingshan, in addition to Liu Qingshan, During both travels and imperial examinations, he stayed in the Lion Garden and devoted himself to learning, but Liu Qingfeng was not the same. When Liu Jingting was an official in the capital, he, the eldest son, had been accompanying him at the capital's mansion, so he got involved in the government affairs of Old Minister Liu much earlier than Liu Qingshan. , and became more familiar with the changes in the temple of Qingluan Kingdom.

Liu Qingfeng smiled and said, "I have carefully read the letter that my father sent to the county government."

Liu Qingshan felt a little embarrassed when he noticed that his brother was looking at him with a smile.

Liu Qingfeng suddenly laughed.

Liu Qingshan's face turned slightly red, "Brother!"

Liu Jingting said with emotion: "If I had listened to you earlier about Lady Liushu, I would have had a frank talk with her earlier. Maybe the relationship won’t be as stiff as it is now.”

Liu Qingfeng comforted him: “Father, whether you are a good person or a god, your character is ultimately about the root of it. It is not just a few words from one of us. Heartfelt words can change this tragedy in the Lion Garden. Fortunately, Lady Liushu and our Lion Garden Liu family share weal and woe. This disaster can also be regarded as a warning to her. It is a blessing in disguise. This is all thanks to the chivalrous Mr. Chen. And the girl Qingshan is familiar with...what's her name?"

Liu Qingshan became angry and said: "Brother Liu, are you done?"

Liu? Qingfeng suppressed her smile and asked seriously: "Do you really like me?"

Liu Qingshan looked a little embarrassed and looked around.

Liu Jingting hesitated for a moment and said helplessly: "That nun is a Taoist on the mountain after all. We only talked about the Lion Garden. We can't be too grateful, but when it comes to your brother's life-long event, Alas, it’s a mess.”

As an old minister of the Ministry of Rites of Qingluan Kingdom, he is no stranger to the immortal family or passing immortal masters under the jurisdiction of the country. In addition, the Tang Emperor has always been strong, so he This minister has always been relatively tough when faced with Immortal Genealogy Master and Yamazawa Yexiu.

It’s just that it’s hard for upright officials to deal with household affairs.

Liu Qingfeng's eyes indicated to his father that he knew what he knew, and said to Liu Qingshan: "Qingshan, I believe you. If you like me, you really like me. You have to consider your appearance, life experience, and character carefully. I I also believe your eyesGuang, my brother is not here to talk about this, let alone tell you two. Then let's assume that the female crowned immortal master from another continent named Liu Boqi may marry into our Lion Garden and become the wife of the Qingshan Ming matchmaker. Then we have to consider two things. First, Liu Boqi is a cultivator, so we do not require her to deal with daily necessities, but whether she is willing to practice in the Lion Garden, treat Qingshan with the courtesy of husband and wife, or get along with each other sincerely. After a long time, you will have to rely on the immortal master on the mountain, put yourself above Liu Qingshan in everything, and even interfere with the household chores in the Lion Garden? "

"Second, Qingshan, did she say anything to suggest that you would practice immortality with her? Do you want to abandon all the books of sages, leave the lion garden, and go mountain climbing? ”

“The love between men and women in the world often makes people feel that everything is beautiful and moving at first, just like this lion garden, built among green mountains and green waters, like a paradise, where the willow tree of the earth has been respected for generations. Madam, what will happen when things come to an end? If it weren't for the willow tree empress being unable to move her nest, I'm afraid she would have left the Lion Garden and taken refuge far away. The good relationship and incestuous love forged by seven generations of the Liu family ended up in the ancestral hall, in front of so many ancestral tablets, wouldn't some of Lady Liu's words be extremely hurtful? So, Qingshan, I’m not asking you not to be with Liu Boqi, I just hope you understand that there are two kinds of worlds on the mountain and down the mountain, the scholarly family and the Taoist people, and they are also two kinds of human relationships. When you go to the countryside, do as the Romans do. After getting married, she is Liu Boqi accommodates her

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You, or you, Liu Qingshan, obey her? Have you ever thought about it, thought about it, and thought about it clearly? "

"Yes, Liu Boqi was very kind to the Lion Garden. He not only subdued the demons and saved our Liu family when the building was about to collapse, but he also spent a lot of money afterwards to pay so many gods for our Liu family. Money, but Qingshan, you have to be clear. I, Liu Boqi, am not unwilling to repay Liu Boqi’s great kindness. From my father, to my brother, to the entire Lion Park, you, Liu Qingshan, do not need to bear it all. Lion If one generation of the Yuanliu family cannot repay their kindness, then two or three generations will do it. As long as Liu Boqi is willing to wait, we are willing to continue to repay it. "

Liu Qingfeng sighed: "Don't blame me for being such a philistine and utilitarian, judging the heart of a gentleman with a villain's heart. In fact, if we think more today, we will have less worries in the coming year. After all, I hope you, Qingshan, have a good life. At the same time, of course I have selfish motives. As the elder brother of the Liu family in Shiziyuan, I don’t think I have the ability to take care of it. I still need you to inherit it. "

Liu Qingshan stood up. Due to his lameness, his shoulders tilted a bit. He looked carefree and bowed, "I'll go and ask for details." "

Liu Qingfeng's eyes were complicated, and he passed away in a flash, and said softly: "There are many gods in the world, Qingshan, don't worry, it can be cured, big brother can guarantee you. ”

Liu Qingshan just thought it was his brother comforting him and left with a smile.

Liu Jingting, on the other hand, has a sharp eye trained in Gongmen. He is most familiar with the eldest son’s character. Calm and unusualChang, his mind was open-minded, far beyond ordinary people, so the expression of Old Minister Liu changed slightly.

After Liu Qingfeng left the study and closed the door.

Liu Qingfeng looked tired and said with a smile: "On the way here, I happened to meet that Chen Pingan."

Liu Jingting suppressed the tremor in his heart and said with a smile: "I feel How?"

Liu Qingfeng nodded and said: "It is an extremely rare mountain man, more like a serious scholar who comes from a wealthy family."

Liu Jingting said with a smile: "That's true. ”

Liu Qingfeng stopped talking.

Liu Jingting stood up and put his hand on the eldest son's shoulder, "If my family doesn't speak the same language, Qingshan will understand your good intentions in the future. Dad, to be honest, I don't think you are right, but I don’t think you are wrong.”

Liu Qingfeng looked sad.

Liu Jingting said: "Go and see Qingqing. She is close to Qingshan, but she is in awe of you, so some words are most useful to you."

Liu Qingfeng nodded, " I'll sit there for a while and then I'll go see the two gentlemen and then go to the embroidery building." Liu Jingting sighed, "That's right."

The old servant left first. study.

Liu Qingfeng sat alone on the chair and turned to look at the couplet.

Thousands of military formations are described in the writings, and thousands of soldiers are represented in the poems. The virtues of the present and the past are established, and the books are collected to teach the descendants.

This was actually not written by Liu Qingshan, the owner of this study, but by Liu Qingfeng, his elder brother. He wrote it himself and gave it as a gift to Liu Qingshan during his brother's crowning ceremony.

Liu Qingfeng looked desolate and walked out of the study to visit the old master Fu Sheng and the middle-aged Confucian scholar Mr. Liu. The former was not at the school, only the latter was there, so Liu Qingfeng asked the latter some questions. Feeling confused, he said goodbye and left, going to the embroidery building to find his sister Liu Qingqing.

After Liu Qingfeng left, Old Master Fu Sheng appeared out of thin air.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar asked: "Sir, Liu Qingfeng did this and dragged Liu Qingshan into the whirlpool of the dispute between the three religions in Qingluan Kingdom. Is it right or wrong?"

Fu Sheng smiled and said: "Didn't someone say that yesterday's things died yesterday, and today's things are born today. What is right or wrong today may not necessarily be right or wrong in the future. It still depends on the person. Besides, this is a family matter of the Liu family, and I just want to take advantage of it. Let’s take a chance and see how many sages’ books Liu Qingfeng has read. The integrity of reading can only be tempered by suffering.”

The middle-aged Confucian scholar had no choice but to use Buddhist teachings - On Confucian disciples. What you did was not polite. It's just that his status in the Zhongtu Authentic Confucian Temple is so respected. He also knows that his field of vision is very far away, and he will not interfere unless it involves the deviation of the road under Liu Qingfeng's feet. If Liu Qingfeng had not come forward to refute the Willow Tree Queen in the ancestral hall this time, then Liu Qingfeng would only know in his life that the two teachers at the private school stayed in the Lion Garden for so many years, and then one day returned to their hometown and left. No news.

In fact, all kinds of opportunities in the world are like this, and they may be small or large.When hundreds of schools of thought and the Immortal Family on the Mountain accept disciples, each has his or her own path, and the entry points for selecting disciples are different, but in fact they are of the same nature, and it still depends on whether the person being tested can grasp it. Taoist gods especially like this set. Compared with Mr. Fu Sheng's "Following the Trend", it is more ups and downs and complicated, with ups and downs of honor and disgrace, life and death, the relationship between father and son, husband and wife, many concerns, many temptations, may all need to be tested, and even Some famous disciple-making processes in history took an extremely long time and even involved reincarnation and training in blessed places.

Thrilling and spectacular.

Fu Sheng suddenly said: "Actually, Liu Qingfeng is suitable to be your direct disciple."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar shook his head and said: "I know that this person has a good character and has great ambitions. , and at the same time do tedious things, but it is a pity that he is not a suitable candidate to inherit my small knowledge."

Fu Sheng smiled and said nothing.

Nothing said.

Mr. Preaching Disciple.

Is it really as simple as a disciple listening to the Master’s teachings?

Is it really impossible for a disciple to check and fill in the gaps in the master’s knowledge?

It’s just that these cannot be said by outsiders, you have to think of them yourself.

The Most Holy Master once worried that the higher the knowledge and status of Confucian sages, the higher their status. If the gods are constantly moving away from the human world, what will happen to the human world?

Li Sheng, Ya Sheng, Fu Sheng, or Fu Sheng, and the two Confucian deputy leaders each had their own answers.

But the Holy Master still frowned.

Later, the old scholar from the back alley appeared.

That era was brilliant.

During the two wars between the three religions, there were more than one or two groups of Buddhists and Taoists with amazing talents who resolutely switched to Confucianism.

A young immortal from Bai Yujing who once participated in the debate asked a question, "Since you Confucians believe that human nature is inherently good, and since everyone is already good-natured, then the merit of your Confucian education lies in Where?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar suddenly asked: "What if Liu Qingshan traveled far away with Liu Boqi, the master's daughter, and eventually they became husband and wife?"

Old Master? Fu Sheng, or the great Confucian sage Fu Sheng, smiled and said: "What's the point? The opinions of the three religions are just more true in learning."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar had doubts again.

The old master nodded and said: "Liu Qingfeng has roughly guessed our identities. Because the Lion Garden has an escape route, this is the cultural fortune bet between Liu Qingfeng and Da Li Xiuhu."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar snorted coldly.

The old master sighed and said: "If there were more Cui Zhan and Liu Qingshan among the disciples of the old scholar, we wouldn't have lost... We might still lose, but at least we wouldn't lose so miserably."

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Liu Qingfeng stood under the embroidery building and asked his maid Zhao Ya to invite his sister Liu Qingqing to come downstairs.

Zhao Ya was a little embarrassed.

After learning the general truth in the past few days, the young lady was heartbroken, especially knowing that her second brother Liu Qingshan was lame because of her and even had thoughts of committing suicide. If she hadn't discovered it quickly, she would have quickly removed those If the scissors are removed, I'm afraid the Lion Park will be filled with joy and sorrow. So she stayed with him day and night, never leaving. Over the past two days, the young lady looked even more frighteningly haggard than when she was in trouble, and was so thin that she was almost skinny and bones.

Liu Qingfeng said calmly: "Go and call her downstairs."

Zhao Ya was horrified and immediately turned around and ran upstairs.

Liu Qingqing walked downstairs timidly, not even daring to let Zhao Ya help her.

Liu Qingfeng glanced at this sister and said nothing.

Liu Qingqing lowered her head, feeling terrified.

Since she was a child, she has been afraid of this eldest brother who is obviously not as good as Liu Qingshan in every aspect.

Liu Qingfeng slowed down and said, "If the sky doesn't fall, I'll walk with you."

Half an hour later, Zhao Ya stood worriedly at the embroidery building and looked forward to it. .

When I found that my young lady came back, there were still tears on her face, but she seemed to be relieved.

Lifting her skirt, Liu Qingqing climbed up to the embroidery building, while Zhao Ya followed behind him in confusion.

Liu Qingqing suddenly smiled and asked: "Ya'er, will you accompany me to the mountain to practice Taoism?"

Zhao Ya was stunned, looking at the young lady who was no longer lifeless, and nodded.

Liu Qingfeng walked alone in the Lion Park.

It is impossible to be a pure scholar and achieve the highest level of knowledge.

Now that he, Liu Qingfeng, has taken that step, he is destined to wallow in the quagmire for the rest of his life.

Liu Qingfeng felt so miserable that he could not express it.

Scholar, who wouldn’t want to devote himself to writing a moral article in his study, which will be remembered for generations to come?

A scholar, who doesn’t want to be filled with peaches and plums all over the world, and be regarded as a gentle leader and the leader of the Shilin League.

Scholars, who wouldn’t want to have a clear and refreshing view of the Confucian academic lineage and create a new perspective?

But someone has to be the most difficult official to take care of himself. Someone has to do the trivial matters and care about every penny for the people.

Fortunately, it is said that if you study and learn to the best, you can also learn and work well.

Liu Qingfeng turned around at the small bridge and flowing water and saw Liu Qingshan and the female crown walking side by side.

In the end, Liu Qingshan was alone, walking towards Liu Qingfeng, and said with a smile: "I want to travel to Aquarius Island with Liu Boqi first, and I want to go to Guanhu Academy, the Sui Cliff Academy, and finally... Study tour at the new academy in Longquan County, Dali."

Liu Qingfeng asked with a smile: "Have you thought about it? If you have thought about it, remember to say hello to the two gentlemen first and see what they think. "

Liu Qingshan hummed, "Liu Boqi said that my leg can be cured, but I don't think there is any need to worry, otherwise I will owe her another favor. If the time comes..."

Liu Qingfeng joked: "If we are a family, we don't need toThere's so much to worry about. "

Liu Qingshan turned to leave.

Liu Qingfeng suddenly called out to his younger brother and said: "On behalf of the Liu family's ancestors and all the scholars in Qingluan Kingdom, thank you. Liu's mellow and scholarly style has not diminished. In Qingluan, scholars in the country were able to hold their heads high and conduct themselves high.

Liu Qingshan wondered: "Why is this?" Brother, what on earth are you talking about, why can’t I understand?

Liu Qingshan helped Liu Qingshan straighten his clothes and said with a smile: "Silly boy, don't worry about this. You can just concentrate on your studies and strive to become a Confucian saint in the future and glorify our Liu family." "

Liu Qingshan joked: "Brother, are you stupid for becoming an official? Now you are the county master. What will you do when you become a minister or minister in the future? "

Liu Qingfeng smiled and said, "It depends. "

Liu Qingfeng asked: "When you go to say goodbye to the two gentlemen, can I flirt with Liu Boqi? Don't worry, just a few words. "

Liu Qingshan nodded and said: "What's the matter? ”

Liu Qingshan went to talk to Liu Boqi, and Liu Boqi agreed. When Liu Qingshan went to find Mr. Fu and Mr. Liu.

Liu Qingfeng took Liu Boqi to the Liu Family Ancestral Hall. .

Liu Qingfeng did not speak a word

Liu Boqi was a little worried for the first time.

Of course, it was mainly because he fell in love with Liu Qingshan at first sight. When getting along with Liu Qingfeng and Liu Jingting, she always felt that she was a dwarf in terms of seniority.

But Liu Boqi also had some weird intuitions that this Liu Qingfeng might not be simple.

Liu Qingfeng stopped outside the ancestral hall. He stepped down and asked: "Liu Boqi, if my brother Liu Qingshan only has the short lifespan of an ordinary master, what would you do? "

Liu Boqi replied: "I am now an Earth Immortal, and it will not be difficult to reach the upper five realms in the future, so I am willing to delay a hundred years for Liu Qingshan. "

Liu Qingfeng asked again, "Then if Liu Qingshan has a bright future and is determined to achieve the three immortals of our Confucianism, and has hope to achieve it, what should you do? "

Liu Boqi replied: "Marry a chicken, follow a chicken, marry a dog, follow a dog. Anyone who dares to ruin the path of my husband, Liu Boqi, first asked me whether I, the God of the Saber Deer, and my natal sword, would agree. "

Liu Qingfeng shook his head.

Liu Boqi frowned, "What do you want me to do?

Liu Qingfeng said softly: "When big things are coming, especially those life and death decisions, I hope that my sister-in-law, you can stand in Liu Qingshan's perspective and consider the problem. Don't first think, 'I am Liu Boqi. I thought it was good for Liu Qingshan, so I did it for him. The road is rugged, and fighting and killing are inevitable. But since you yourself said that if you marry a chicken, you will follow the chicken, if you marry a dog, you will follow the dog. Then I I still hope that you can truly know what Liu Qingshan wants and wants, so I can explain it to you now, and you will definitely not have to suffer some grievances, or even big grievances, in the future. ”

Liu Boqi was originally very upset when he heard about the “sister-in-law”, but when he heard the words behind

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Liu Boqi could only express his sincere admiration, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I am convinced by these words! I am convinced!" He is quite stubborn, but he can still hear good and bad words!"

Liu Qingfeng smiled as if he was relieved of his burden, "My brother has a very good sense."

Liu Boqi. He stretched out his palm towards the ancestral hall and said, "You are a deity on the mountain. Just pay three obeisances to our Liu Family Ancestral Hall."

Liu Boqi did as he was told.

But I found Liu Qingfeng bowing three times from afar.

Liu Boqi felt a little heavy.

Liu Qingfeng said softly: "If there is no accident, I will soon be removed from the Liu family genealogy. At that time, I will no longer be Liu Qingshan's brother. By then, if Liu Qingshan receives a family letter , if you want to give up traveling, no matter whether you are in Aquarius Continent or Middle-earth at the time, if he insists on returning to the Lion Garden to challenge me, you must stop him and protect him as he continues to travel thousands of miles."

Although Liu Boqi didn't know the reason, he still nodded, and then said with a wry smile: "You want me to be a villain so soon? You don't care."

Liu Qingfeng changed the subject, "I heard that you are ruthless Give Lady Willow a good beating?"

Liu Boqi began to feel guilty.

Liu Qingfeng squinted and smiled: "I have wanted to do this since I was very young. I originally thought it would take another seven or eight years to complete it. I have to thank you again."

It was not until this moment that Liu Boqi began to fully identify with the "Liu family tradition."

In the distance, Liu Qingshan limped towards the ancestral hall.

Finding that his brother was happily chatting with his beloved woman, as long as his brother nodded, his marriage with Liu Boqi should be safe. Liu Qingshan laughed. This young scholar only felt that the world There is nothing more difficult in between.

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Chen Pingan and his party successfully entered the capital of Qingluan Kingdom.

After the old Dragon City, this once again gives people a bustling and prosperous feeling in the world.

In the end, Chen Ping'an gave Zhu Lian some gold, silver and white objects and let him buy the paintings and calligraphy that Shi Rou hated.

Chen Pingan himself also found a century-old shop and bought a lot of exquisite rice paper that was worth every penny.

Before entering the city, Chen Pingan emptied the bamboo box in a secluded place and put everything within easy reach.

Cui Dongshan mentioned the inside story of this dispute before at Baihuayuan Inn, including the unknown Baiyun Temple in Qingluan, so Chen Pingan deliberately bypassed this place.

I always feel that good luck has been used in the Lion Park. Don’t be too ostentatious and take the initiative to break into the sight of the Yunlin Jiang family and the Qingluan Kingdom Tang Emperor.

While feasting in a downtown restaurant, the diners from the Beijing Renshi were all chatting about the debate on Buddhism and Taoism that was coming to an end but not really over, and they were in high spirits and beaming. Whether it is worshiping the Buddha or worshiping the Tao, the words, it is difficult to conceal the arrogance of being a citizen of Qingluan Kingdom. In fact, this is one of the manifestations of a country's national strength and vitality.

Chen Pingan has seen it in some places, such as the Dali frontier army scouts in the wind and snow, the common people in the Sui capital, and the girl in the carriage in Old Dragon City. I've seen it on my body, and I've also seen it on Xuanxuan Mountain.

A few tables nearby were talking about a wonderful thing that had just happened in the capital, which was widely circulated.

Chen Pingan listened. Pei Qian saw that Chen Pingan was listening seriously, so he let go of the remaining half-delicious roast chicken and pricked up his ears to listen.

Zhu Lian secretly stretched out his chopsticks and wanted to put a chicken leg into the bowl. Pei Qian, who had quick eyes and quick hands, blocked it with his chopsticks. When Chen Ping'an lowered his head to eat, Pei Qian and Zhu Lian began to compete again.

Chen Pingan was too lazy to pay attention to the pair of live treasures, but was just curious about the seemingly chance encounter.

It turns out that there was a heavy rain in the capital yesterday. A scholar who came to Beijing took shelter from the rain under the eaves, and a monk held an umbrella in the rain.

So there was an indescribable conversation. The content was not much, but the meaning was profound. It gave several drinkers near Chen Pingan to ponder countless mysteries.

At that time, the scholar asked the monk if he could give him a lift to avoid the rain. The monk said that he was in the rain, and the scholar was under the eaves in a place where there was no rain, so there was no need to cross. The scholar then walked out of the eaves and stood in the rain. The monk shouted loudly and went to find an umbrella. Finally, the scholar lost his mind and returned to the roof.

Most of the drinkers marveled at the Zen master’s profound Dharma, saying that this is great compassion and true Dharma. Because even though the scholar was also in the rain, the reason why the monk was not caught in the rain was because he had an umbrella in his hand, and that umbrella represented the Buddha's Dharma that would save the common people. What the scholar really needed was not the Zen master to save him, but I lacked the Dharma of self-transcendence in my heart, so I was woken up by a shout in the end.

It was really difficult to get the chicken legs under Pei Qian's nose, so Zhu Lian poured himself a bowl of chicken soup, took a sip, and said with a curl of his lips: "It doesn't taste good."< /p>

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "You are still a scholar at heart, so naturally you think the taste is average."

Zhu Lian nodded, "No, it's not a reward after all the hard work. It would be better to be a young master or a young master." It's the Liu brothers, so you have to take out your umbrella obediently, protect the scholar from the wind and rain, and take him home. Maybe he stepped in a puddle on the way, or the person's shoulders were wet by the rain, and he still didn't care about him. You're good. If it were the stinky Niubi, he would probably have nothing to do with it. He would just leave without even looking under the roof."

Chen Ping'an thought for a while and asked with a smile. After drinking, the Zen master lent the umbrella to the scholar again. We walked together in the wind and rain. How will this bowl of chicken soup taste?"

Zhu Lian shook the chicken soup in the bowl and said with a smile: "Maybe. It will be much better."

Shi Rou finally understood.

Pei Qian was confused by what he heard, not to mention he was busy chewing the chicken legs.

Chen Pingan smiled at Pei Qian and said, "Don't just eat chicken legs, eat morerice. "

Pei Qian nodded vigorously, leaned back slightly, and with his round belly, he said proudly: "Master, you haven't eaten less." ”

A lot of weird things happened during the debate between Buddhism and Taoism in the capital of Qingluan Kingdom.

Some monks chopped up Buddha statues and burned them as firewood, and some monks were carefree in the market. Drinking wine and eating meat, he said that the wine and meat passed through the intestines and stayed in the heart of the Buddha, which was so inspiring that it inevitably made people think deeply.

On the contrary, the Taoist priests of Qingluan Kingdom rarely made shocking actions and words, and it was said that they were gentle and gentle. The immortals and immortals of the famous Taoist temples have gradually lost ground in the doctrinal debate between the two sides.

Especially the cat-killing case of the eminent monk at the Baishui Temple in the south of the capital. At first, it seemed that the Taoist immortals were criticizing Buddhism. However, the virtuous monks seemed to have expected it, and the Taoists were speechless with their solemn explanations.

Chen Pingan had heard those rumors.

After lunch, I took Pei Qian and the others shopping.

I bought a pair of celadon-glazed Go porcelain jars. They are relatively large in size, but they are elegant and sophisticated, which is very difficult to find. The shop owner said that this item was once used by the imperial court of Yunxiao Kingdom, which is true.

Chen Pingan is a porcelain maker, and the key is that the chess jar has a lid. It was not added by later generations, so it was expensive. The shop asked for fifty taels of silver for a pair of jars, and Chen Pingan paid for it willingly.

He also bought Pei a small hand-twisted gourd, elegantly called Caoli. Jin is very small but very good-looking. Back then, on the wall of the Lion Garden, Liu Boqi, the female crown prince, used a small gourd with a similar appearance to collect the true body of the slug monster.

Of course, this yellow one. The small leather gourd was just a mundane thing for people to play with.

Chen Pingan took a liking to it and saw that Pei Qian was also fascinated by it, so he bought it.

Because Pei Qian was there. In his mind, when traveling around the world, people like Master Chen Pingan must have something to hold wine in.

This little yellow gourd is expensive at first sight, Pei Qian thinks. Being just the same age as her, Pei Qian certainly didn't dare to ask for it. When he saw Chen Ping'an taking the initiative to buy it, he immediately smiled from ear to ear, held it carefully in his hand, and shouted that he had a drink.

As a result, a chestnut hit her and she squatted down on the spot. Although her head hurt, Pei Qian was still very happy.

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In Baishui Temple, the monk in white was sitting in the blockade. Beside the wellhead for many years, he murmured: "Lost, lost. It’s not that Buddhism loses, it’s us that lose. "

The young monk looked into the distance with tears on his face, "If people in the world imitate me, it will be like entering a devil's cave. I was wrong, I was wrong. ”

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At Baiyun Temple in Beijing, a woman near the Taoist temple scolded a woman who had lost her kite, and the middle-aged temple owner was able to hide. From a distance, the little Taoist boy cried and went over, found the master, and said sadly: "Master, why don't we cut down those trees? They often get scolded by the neighbors, and pilgrimsIf we get scolded and run away, then we will really have no incense, we will starve, and Master will not be able to afford those books in the future. ”

Of course the middle-aged temple owner would not cut down those ancient trees, but the little apprentice cried sadly, so he had to comfort him with kind words, and took the little Taoist boy’s hand to the study. The little Taoist boy sniffed. It was a little Taoist boy from Baiyun Temple who had endured many hardships. After being sad, he immediately returned to his innocent nature as a child. He was relatively well. Some senior brothers were scratched in the face by some shrews who complained about their noisy bells and drums in the morning and evening. Anyway, the Taoist temple Every time the brothers go out, they are like rats crossing the street. Just get used to it. Master, the master of the temple, said that this is cultivation. In the summer, everyone is too hot to sleep. Master will also be unable to sleep. He ran out of the house and joined them. He used a fan to enjoy the coolness under the big tree. He asked the master why we are still hot when we are spiritual practitioners and have done so many ritual exercises. p>The master couldn't explain it, he just laughed.

The little Taoist boy would be so angry that he would take the fan from the master's hand. Fortunately, the master was never angry.

The middle-aged viewer continued to look through the Legalist book on the table. Books.

He saw a sentence before, "Government is like a bath, even if you have to throw away your hair, you must do it." ”

He then started to write annotations. To be precise, it was another annotation of reading experience. Because there was no place for writing on the page before, he had to take out the cheapest paper. In order to put it in the book after finishing it

Little Taoist boy didn’t like reading very much. He used to like watching the master tell him the stories in the book, so he put down the book, walked to the master, and saw the master. The writing was flying, and he wrote something that he could not understand. He stood on tiptoes, looked at the open book, and turned to look at the master. The little Taoist boy asked curiously: "Master, what are you writing?

The middle-aged visitor put down his writing brush and placed it on his homemade woodcarving pen holder. He smiled and said, "I read a line of Legalist sayings again and felt something in my heart, so I wrote something so that I can read it again next time." At this time, we can introspect ourselves to know what we thought yesterday, and then verify what we will think tomorrow. After studying and studying again and again, knowledge can be transformed from the books of sages and sages of hundreds of schools of thought into our own knowledge.

The little Taoist boy said oh, still a little unhappy, and asked: "Master, we are not willing to cut down the tree, and we also want to be disliked by the neighbors. This is disgusting and that is annoying, as if we do Everything is wrong. When will this situation end? My senior brothers and I are so pitiful. "

The middle-aged patron looked kind, smiled and apologized: "Don't blame the neighbors. If you have any resentment, just blame the master, because the master... doesn't know yet." "

The little Taoist boy scratched his head. The Taoist priests in Baiyun Temple all wore square scarves and did not wear the hibiscus, fishtail and lotus crowns. The little Taoist boy said eagerly: "Then when will the master know the answer to the solution? ah. ”

Although the master and the apprentice said “I know", even though it was thousands of miles away, the middle-aged viewer still sighed and said patiently: "I still don't know.

The little Taoist boy suddenly laughed and patted his master's arm, "Master, there's no rush. We're not in a hurry. Do you want me to rub your arm for you?" ”

The middle-aged Taoist finished annotating that sentence, thought for a while, and took out a Buddhist classic on the table. It recorded nearly a hundred Buddhist koans, but he didn’t open it in a hurry. He suddenly laughed. He said: "Buddha should be worried more than me. Buddha doesn't worry, so why should I worry?"

The little Taoist boy suddenly said softly: "By the way, Master, senior brother said that the rice vat has bottomed out." "

The middle-aged temple leader nodded and said slowly: "I understand. "

The little Taoist boy rolled his eyes.

Master does this every time. In the end, our Baiyunguan has to deal with it by tearing down the east wall to make up for the west wall.

It was just that the little Taoist boy suddenly saw something strange. It seemed like a golden breeze came in from the window and opened the books on the table of the master, and then the whole house seemed to be opened.

The little Taotong blinked hard and realized that he was dazzled.

It was just that the master closed his eyes, as if he was asleep. He must be too tired from reading. The Taoist boy tiptoed out of the house and closed the door gently.

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Chen Pingan raised his head and looked somewhere.

Pei Qian asked. : "What's wrong? "

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's nothing. ”

(End of this chapter)