There is no cold and summer at the end of the world, time flies, and now it is the autumn of the fourth year of Jingtai. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the evening, the breeze blows, and the amber sunset shines obliquely into the bamboo buildings in the forest. Soon after Shangguan Hong took in Qiu Yinming, the original two bedrooms were converted to study and teach, and a new building was built in front of the previous small building. Behind the bamboo building, a number of vegetable fields were newly cultivated, and more chickens and ducks were added, just like the appearance of a family full of vitality in the mountains. There are some intricately woven bamboo utensils piled up in the corridor, all of which are good craftsmanship of Wuwei. A dozen bamboo baskets and bamboo chairs are brought to the city market and can be sold for a good price. It's almost time to enter the city again.

At this time, it was very quiet in the bamboo building, and only Shangguan Hong was alone. In the blink of an eye, it was getting late, but the oil in the lamp had bottomed out. Shangguan Hong closed the half book in his hand, and remembered that there was still some lamp oil stored in Wuwei, so he got up from the couch and slowly came to the door of Wuwei's room. The room was silent, and Shangguan Hong raised the bamboo curtain.

A copy of "Zhuangzi" is fastened upside down on the rattan bed, a dozen large coconuts are piled up under the bed, and a half-woven bamboo basket is placed on the square table in the center of the room. Shangguan Hong smiled knowingly, the apprentice's craftsmanship is self-taught, and it is getting better and better. Seeing a stack of homework scattered on the bed, he picked it up and flipped through it, thinking in his heart that maybe it was time for him to enter the world and travel. It's just that...... When I think of the innocent apprentice, I can't help but hesitate.

Put down the pen and ink of Wuwei, and the sleeve touch will rest next to a folded paper tape under the ground. picked it up and looked at it, but it was Qiu Yinming's handwriting, scribbled, presumably casual. Originally, I didn't want to pay attention to it, but I saw the title of "Theory of Accession to the WTO". Shangguan Hong's heart moved, and he read it, and he didn't leave for a while, but sat down and read it carefully.

"Theory of WTO Accession"

At the beginning of human beings, nature was good, sex was evil, and there were endless debates throughout the ages. I don't take any. At the beginning of man, the law is natural. Pure as white, how can there be a distinction between good and evil. The opening of knowledge may come from parents, or it may be taken from the eyes and ears. Later, he was awarded the division. It is the red one who is close to Zhu, and the one who is close to ink is black. It grows up, tends to good and evil, and is the source of a thought. You can't walk on thin ice.

Every time I think of the past, I can't help but sigh at my luck. When I was young, I was displaced. There is no food to eat, no clothing to protect from the cold, and no parents and brothers to support them. Those who taste it survive. However, the fortune of heaven is not peeped into. When the time is hopeless, he has been repeatedly favored, and he has food and clothing and worships the teacher, but he is dull and knows the way of man. The goodness of a thought is also profound, the hardships and hardships are not different, and the body is more than the bandits. Because of thinking about it, cover the evil in the world first, and the reason why the good is valuable in the back. In the miasma, even Mu Ganlin, knowing its preciousness and regretting it. How fortunate is it, I have to meet the teacher, Gao De Puji, teach the way of the civil and military classics, and discuss the past and the present, and repeatedly explain my confusion. I don't know how to repay the kindness of recreation. In the deep silence of the night, I recalled the past, and I still said to myself: There are countless people in the world who are born like me, or who are pawns of peddlers, or who have fallen into the path of death. Why did I have to go this way! Then he remembered that the old man said, heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs. Therefore, I was not born and has a special ear, and I have no complaints and do not give up and get good times.

Since I have been here, it has been eight years. The joy of peace, no matter Jiazi, does not know the cold and heat. The world is complicated and dreamy for a long time, and it is unreachable in a trance. Recently, I suddenly thought of entering the WTO, and I couldn't take it away from it. The world is so big, born as a human being, a millet in the sea. It's expensive, and it's a moment's ear. It will not be wasted. I often ask myself, if I am invested in the world with my talents today, where will I go? If you don't want to have something, Si Cheng is like having a treasure knife, and after years of sharpening its blade, in order to try its edge once.

The sages of the ancients entered the WTO, and they all had the world in mind. Or when the lord of ten thousand times, the upper and lower blind dates, and the position of the prime minister and Ze and the future generations, the people of the world are salty, there was a prince in the past, Taoguang is obscure, and when the time comes, it can be used for the king of Wen, and the cultivation of virtue and martial arts and the prosperity of the Zhou room; Succeeded by Guan Ziyiwu, who was appointed as Qi Xiang, lenient government and benefiting the people, real Cangli, strong soldiers, Jiuhe princes and Kuang the world. Or out of troubled times, strategizing, consolidating the world and the people, the world is praised, there is a marquis in front of the house, determined to destroy Qin, endure what people can't, wisdom and courage are deep, and the Han Dynasty has become a merit for all generations; Later, there was Wuhou Kongming, who governed the country with courtesy, rewarded and punished with faith, and died for thousands of years, and the people of Liang and Han still sang and thought about the martyrs. These are all temples and temples, and those who are kind to the people are also compassionate to the people. However, it does not matter what is good. In ancient times, there were heroes in cloth clothes, who did not cheat on etiquette, but their words must be done, their actions must be fruitful, they tend to be anxious, and they are sincere and light. Since the Han Dynasty, Confucianism has been used throughout the ages, and those who violate the ban with martial arts are despised, and there are few records of the Taishi Gonghou. The ancient Xinling, Mengwei, the plains, the spring Shen, the people who have the land and the rich capital, the good people in the world, can be described as virtuous, but the heroes of the cloth and the alleys, the history books do not contain the people of the world to recite each other, it is more difficult and valuable. When I was young, I heard the mother tongue Jing Ke, Yu Rang, Zhu Jia, Guo Xie all things, very admirers, generous and fearless, not reserved for their virtue. Although it is not a Confucian Tao, it cannot be said to be an unsage. With the body of one person, thousands of miles of righteousness, for the death of the uninhibited world, how little it is!

I know that I am not as good as the ancients. Those who are within reach, self-cultivation and ambition, and their talents are not destroyed. I want to be a ranger in Kyushu with a cloth cloth, anxious about people's difficulties, and punish adultery and corruption. If you succeed in your business, you will help the poor and the weak. Reading the grace of the teacher's teaching, I want to say: the poor and the lowly can not hurt my will, and the rich and noble cannot shake my nature. Si may be enough to live up to the teachings of the teacher.

After looking at it, Shangguan Hong thought for a while, folded the paper in his hand and put it back in its place, got up and walked out of the door.

At this time, it is the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, and the border land of Yazhou, although it does not follow the Central Plains etiquette, but all ethnic groups and villages also have various celebration scenes when the grain harvest is abundant and the sky is blue and the moon is bright. The sunset sinks into the South China Sea, the sea and the sky are red, the Li family in the front mountain is afraid that there will be a song party tonight, the green smoke of the family is curling, and the men, women and children are vaguely seen dressed in bright clothes, shuttling flawlessly. On the mountain path that passed through the village, a man ran towards the bamboo building with a bundle of firewood on his back. It is inaction.

"Master—" The young Taoist priest had already looked at Shangguan Hong, "Master, the apprentice is back." ”

Wu Wei is about to touch his twenties. The cheeks are slightly round, the facial features are square, and the eyebrows are delicate. A line of sweat trickled down his forehead.

"Wuwei, where have you just been?"

"I ......" Wuwei scratched his head with a smile, "Today is the Ox Day sacrifice, and I went to the village after I came back from practicing and helped people pick coconuts." Then they forced me to eat. ”

"Oh. Where is Yinming? ”

"He went to the Coral Sea. Said it was to go pearl picking. Come back now. Why don't I go to the beach? ”

"You told him to come to me."

"Yes. Master. Wuwei turned around and ran, suddenly turned around again, and said, "Master, all the coconuts in my house were picked today, you can taste them first." ”

Beneath the hillside, beyond the lush coconut groves is the white-sand beach. At this time, the sunset has already submerged into the water, and a dark blue canopy is slowly immersed in the crimson sunset, melting into a purple neon color. The breeze on the surface of the sea rubs lightly, and the waves of the ebb tide wash through the sand and reefs. A small boat ran aground on the beach, and not far away I saw a man sitting on a round stone at the water's edge, looking at the sea.

"Yinming-" Wuwei's voice passed through the warm wind, startling a few leisurely gray gulls.

The man on the reef stood up at the sound. He was a tall, broad-shouldered young man, shirtless, his sturdy body evenly bronzed by the sea breeze, his trousers rolled up to his knees, and barefoot, and at first glance he looked like a fisherman. Hearing Wuwei's shout, he turned his head and smiled, "What's wrong?" Looking closely, his eyebrows are tough, his cheekbones are slightly high, his eyes are slender, his pupils are like paint, and his eyes are full of refinement that is rare for ordinary people.

Wuwei stood by the water, wiped his sweat and said, "Don't take a dip there." Master wants to see you. ”

Qiu Yinming jumped down from the reef in two steps, first pushed the boat under a big tree on the shore, and after it was tied, he took out a few things from the boat one after another. The first thing that catches Wuwei's eye is a few dazzling red corals in the bamboo basket. Wuwei exclaimed: "I don't have as much money as I can change for a month's worth of bamboo." ”

Qiu Yinming smiled and handed the small cloth bag in his hand to Wuwei and said, "Look at what this is?" "Wuwei untied the bag and poured it out, and it turned out to be five pearls, the largest one was the size of a thumb cover, faintly revealing the blue and faint brilliance." We're going to get rich this time! Wuwei said happily. Then I saw him come out with a net, and in it were three huge lobsters, and a few sea urchins. Then he said, "Seeing that you have been busy all day and brought back so many things, I will come to dinner today." ”

The two of them walked up the hill laughing and laughing.

Looking back on that year, Qiu Yinming's arrival not only added a lot of fun to Wuwei's life, but also the biggest change was that he had a good mouth from then on. Shangguan Hong perennial Qing Xiu, daily coarse tea and light rice, eggs are considered very rich, except for Aunt Aying will send some game from time to time, only during the New Year's festival by the Li Zhai people in Qianshan to send some pork and mutton. But Shangguan Hong is not good at cooking, and every time he cooks something, he doesn't know what meat should taste like for a long time. But since Qiu Yinming came, he often hunted pheasants and hares in the mountains, and built a small boat to go to the sea to fish. What's even better is that he is good at cooking, which makes Wuwei feel that life is extremely beautiful. After a few years, I gradually learned to cook, although I don't kill, but I don't refuse.

Back in the bamboo building, Qiu Yinming washed off the salt on his body, changed into clean clothes, and walked into the study with Wuwei. I saw Shangguan Hong kneeling cross-legged on the couch, bowing his head to read "Lü's Spring and Autumn", and half a bowl of fresh coconut milk was placed on the wooden table on the left hand. Seeing the two of them coming in at the same time, he closed the book and said, "Wuwei, you go out first." He often taught the two of them individually, and he only said that the master wanted to discuss his homework with Qiu Yinming, so he bowed to the master and turned around and went out. Shangguan Hong motioned for Qiu Yinming to sit down on the rattan chair next to the couch. Qiu Yinming didn't know why, sat down respectfully, leaned over and asked, "What advice does the teacher have?" ”

"Yinming," Shangguan Hong stroked his long beard slightly, "You've been here for seven or eight years." ”

Qiu Yinming was puzzled and said: "The student is not talented, thanks to the teacher's refusal to give up, he has been teaching for eight years, and he is still dull. I don't know why the teacher recruited me? ”

Shangguan Hongguan smiled, "It's nothing." The day before yesterday, I talked to Wu Wei about 'joining the WTO', and Wu Wei seemed to have the idea of visiting the world, but he was entangled in the Taoist heart of Qing Xiu Wuwei. When I asked him, 'What is tranquility, what is non-action, and why is the Taoist heart here?,' he could say some truths, but they were all in the book. You are not a member of my Daomen, and now you are over the age of the weak crown, although Qiongya is good, you may not be willing to live here for a long time. ”

Qiu Yinming didn't expect the Taoist chief to suddenly say this, and exclaimed, "The teacher wants to sneak me away?" ”

Shangguan Hong said: "Now that you have achieved success in civil and military affairs, it is time to find your own path." How can I restrain you? ”

Qiu Yinming got up and knelt down in front of the couch and said, "Since the teacher said this, I will not shirk it." The teacher's years of teaching grace will never be forgotten by the students. ”

Shangguan Hong smiled: "Don't talk about this. Everyone has a belonging. For you, it's still the ranger Kyushu to agree. ”

Qiu Yinming's heart moved, could it be ......? He saw the Dao Chief's smile intentionally or unintentionally, and he understood three points in his heart, and he didn't say much. Shangguan Hong looked at the young man in front of him, vaguely still the stubborn old man he was back then, but now he has become more calm and introverted. He also said: "Yinming, there is something I still have to say." ”

"Teacher, please speak."

"With your civil and military talents today, you can use any of them to enter the temple. It's just a matter, you are familiar with the classics, if you can get into the official career, it is the best, if not, don't worry about the affairs of the rivers and lakes. ”

Qiu Yinming said: "The teacher has the foresight, and the student has received it." But there's only one thing I need to know. The student has no father since I was a child, and my mother took me from birth to death, and then I lost my life. I am no longer able to repay the kindness of my nurturing in this life, so it is necessary to find out about it. ”

"That's fine." Shangguan Hong said: "Ling Xianci is such a genius, he died too miserably, you want to find out, of course I have no reason to stop you." It's just that some things can't be sorted out. Don't be too attached to everything. ”

Qiu Yin carefully pondered the meaning of Dao's long words, but he didn't want to say more, so he nodded and said, "The student remembers." ”

Shangguan Hong said again: "You have been an adult for a long time, and you have not yet had words. I'll send you a word for the teacher today. It's called Chengxian. I hope that you will inherit the virtue and talent of the first mercy and show it to the world. ”

Qiu Yinming bowed and said, "Thank you for the teacher." ”

"Alright." Shangguan Hong said in a harmonious voice: "When are you going to leave?" ”

Qiu Yin stood up, thought for a while, and said, "Half a month later." The teacher was very kind to me, and the students couldn't bear to leave in a hurry. In addition, I still have some favors to repay. He paused for a moment and said, "Wuwei knows that I am leaving, and he must be unhappy." ”

Shangguan Hong smiled and said, "You go and call him." ”

However, Qiu Yinming stepped into the Wuwei room in three or two steps, but he was nowhere to be seen, and he vaguely heard a cough in the stove, so he went to the kitchen. I saw that Wuwei was rolling up his sleeves, holding a broken pu fan in one hand and cooking rice with a wooden spoon in the other, and the house was full of smoke.

"Yinming, you came just in time." Wuwei was busy fanning the flames, and he didn't reply: "Take these lentils and wash them later." ”

Qiu Yinming took the fan in Wuwei's hand and said, "Leave it to me here." Master called you. ”

"Why did you call me just after asking?" Wuwei wiped his sweat, "I haven't finished the homework I gave me a few days ago." He put down his spoon and turned to leave.

Qiu Yinming turned around and said, "Master asked me to go out of the mountain." ”

"Oh. What the?! Wu Wei turned around suddenly.

"He let me go. I'll be back in the Central Plains in about half a month. ”

"What about me?"

"I don't know. Go for it. ”

Wuwei was stunned for a moment, then ran away in a gust of wind, accidentally knocked over the bucket soaked in lobsters and sea urchins by the door, and splashed it on the ground.

Wuwei straightened his clothes, lifted the bamboo curtain, and saw the Taoist chief lying cross-legged on the couch with a peaceful expression.

"You know everything?" Shangguan Hongdao. Wuwei nodded and asked, "Master, what about me?" ”

"Huh?" Shangguan Hong smiled: "You can't leave yet." ”

"Why?" Wuwei's face was full of unhappiness.

"Your foundation is not solid, you are full of dust, there are countless hardships and obstacles, and I am worried that you will suffer a nameless crime. How about a little time before you can travel to the WTO? ”

When I came out of Master's room, it was already dark. Wu Wei climbed to the top of the mountain and looked at the village in front of the mountain, a torch illuminated the village in bright orange red, a group of people seemed to be dancing, and bursts of singing drifted into their ears with the wind. The cry of the nightingale in the evening breeze gives people a bit of melancholy in the faint sound of the nose flute. Eight years have passed too quickly. The situation when Yinming first arrived is still vivid. Time has passed, and personnel have changed. He is gone, and I don't know when we will see each other again. The full moon is like a mirror, solemnly hanging high in the sky, and a clear light is sprinkled on the sea. I don't know what Wuwei is on the other side of the sea, I only imagine it in my dreams. He walked slowly back to the bamboo building and stood in front of the house with his hands down until the smell of rice wafted out of the stove and the aroma of steamed lobster interrupted his silence.

In the next few days, the people in Qianshan Li Village knew that Qiu Yinming was leaving, and one evening, they specially gathered together to make a trip for him. Everyone gathered around to ask long and short questions, and the wine was even more bowls of salute. Qiu Yinming couldn't refuse, so he had to refuse, and he couldn't stand it anymore in the middle of the night, and thanked everyone for their kindness with Wuwei, and walked out of the cottage with a large plate of banana cakes sent by the aunts. The moon and stars are scarce, and the mist lingers in the forest.

Halfway through, Qiu Yinming said drunkly: "Master, he is afraid that I will take you as a Taoist priest badly." That day, I read the "Theory of Accession to the WTO" that I wrote, and it just happened to send me away. ”

Wu Wei turned his head and smiled: "Look at you like this, what else do you say that the heroes on the sea are drinking ten tanks without pouring." If you go to business again, no one else will want you. ”

Qiu Yinming leaned crookedly and leaned on a big tree and said, "Who is still going to do business?" Next time you're leaving, there's something nice for you. No one will carry you up. ”

"You're a big deal." Wuwei suddenly said with some ill will: "Hey, if you leave, I don't know which girl will be sad for several days." Well, though, it's only a few days at most! ”

"Shut up." Qiu Yinming smiled: "When is it?"

"I think there's more than one. Honestly, how many times have you been slapped? ”

"You...... Ouch. "It turned out that Qiu Yinming hit a stone and fell."

"Hehe, don't worry, I haven't told Master." Wuwei had a good time tonight, picked up a piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "I don't have time at hand, you can go by yourself."

The two of them carried the bar all the way, and it took nearly four watches before returning to the bamboo building, and they went back to the house to sleep lightly.