In the early morning, when the weather was cool, and many people were lying in bed struggling to wake up, there was suddenly the sound of reading books.

"The principle of all things in heaven and earth begins calmly and ends in haste. If things are calm, there will be aftertaste, and if people are calm, they will have more than a year......"

Li Changqing has no book in his hand, and he uses "The Mean" to interpret the cultivation of personality, the cultivation of sentiment, the control of emotions, etc., the sound of reading is like a silent spring rain coming from all corners of the world, and everyone feels like they are soaking in a sea of books.

In a luxurious south-facing single-family courtyard at the foot of the Green Water Villa, Sikong Zhi lay on a spacious big bed, and after waking up in a daze, he grabbed the pillow and threw it forward: "Who is studying in the Qing Dynasty......?"

Sikong was only halfway through his words, and the anger that was full of him suddenly disappeared, and he sat on the bed and listened quietly to the sound of reading with his ears pricked up.

Among all the people in the Green Water Villa, Sikong Ming's cultivation is profound, and his divine consciousness has reached the realm of refining and intangible, and he woke up after falling into the sound of Li Changqing's reading, looking at the Songhe Pavilion where Li Changqing was, and sighed with amazement: "No wonder among the three religions and nine streams, Confucianism has been one of the three religions since ancient times, and it can be ranked with Buddhism and Taoism! This reading sound is really powerful, and people can't help but sink into the sound of reading!"

The sound of reading contains the truth, and Sikong Ming took the initiative to integrate into Li Changqing's reading sound after stripping it from the artistic conception of Li Changqing's reading sound......

Due to Li Changqing's reading, the people in Green Water Villa sleep less than before, but their mental outlook is much more vigorous than before.

"I heard that Buddhism has a saying that there is a morning bell and a dusk drum, and the teacher's reading voice can't be too much!"

Zhuge Qing also heard about Li Changqing using the sound of reading to attract magpies to build bridges in Longhu Mountain, but it was the first time he heard Li Changqing's sound of reading.

Li Changqing finished reading on the Songhe Pavilion, and some people at the foot of the mountain were still unsatisfied, so they deliberately ran to the Songhe Hall to find Li Changqing.

A group of people were waiting outside Songhe Hall, Li Changqing talked to them and gave them a few words, and only after Sikong Ming and Sikong Jing went up the mountain did they leave.

"It is rumored that Mr. Li is a Confucianism and Taoist master, and it is really extraordinary! The sound of reading is very magical, and the people in the village have the urge to come to the pilgrimage after listening to it!"

Sikong Jing didn't regard the young man in front of him as a peer at all, and praised him in the tone of treating the seniors.

"It's just to explain the ways of the sages and saints, how can I be called a saint!", Li Changqing waved his hand.

"Confucianism has not walked in the rivers and lakes of Fangshi for hundreds of years, and now Mr. Li was born, and he does have the demeanor of the great Confucian!", Sikong Ming also nodded in agreement.

"Just now, the people in the village came uninvited, and Mr. Li personally gave them guidance, I hope it didn't bother Mr. Li!"

Sikong Jing got along with Li Changqing for a few days, and felt a dusty temperament from Li Changqing, feeling that Li Changqing might not like the state of being surrounded by people just now, and said to Li Changqing with apologies.

Everyone has something to learn, and talking to them is a great experience for me!"

It is better to read 10,000 books than to travel 10,000 miles, and it is better to read countless people than to read 10,000 miles.

"It's good that it didn't affect Mr. Li, by the way, Abba, when Mr. Li came yesterday, he needed pen, ink, paper and inkstone to copy the scenery of Lushui Lake, I remember that you have a silk skin, and it is a waste for you to keep it, so just give it to Mr. Li as a material for painting!"

Sikong Jing thought that Li Changqing's reading voice was so powerful, and his painting skills must be even more exquisite, and it was a pity to paint on ordinary rice paper.

"Our Feng Shui research dragon point was originally for the descendants of Fuze, but some unscrupulous disciples used their own learning to engage in inverted fighting, destroying many ancient tombs, and often flowing out some antiquities. I got that silk skin by chance, and I usually use silk to paint on silk and hold a piece of rice paper under the silk silk. The silk silk and animal skin I got were supported by a piece of animal skin under the silk silk, and the materials of the silk silk and animal skin were very ordinary, but they should have been soaked in some kind of potion, so that the silk and the animal skin were completely fused together, and became a new material that was heat-resistant, tear-resistant, frost-resistant, and waterproof. Although it is a rare object, it is a pearl in my hand, and it is useless, so it is just given to Mr. Li to make the best use of it!"

Sikong Ming was curious for a while after getting the silk skin, and now that science and technology are developed, there are many materials with similar effects, and he slowly feels a little chicken, and it is a pity to abandon it if it is tasteless, after Sikong Jing proposed it, he also readily agreed to give it to Li Changqing.

"Such a precious thing, deserved!"

"This silk skin is not precious, and it didn't cost me anything to get it, Mr. Li can take it!"

"It's really disrespectful, and it's deserved!"

Li Changqing didn't want to accept gifts from others wantonly because of his kindness, but Sikong Ming was too enthusiastic, so he could only wait for the future to establish a school palace in the Xuehai Mud Palace Pill and become a real Confucian and Taoist master, and find an opportunity to completely solve the black qi in Sikong Ming's eyebrows.

There are only two days left for the Yin and Yang Festival to be held, and there are many things that Sikong You are arranging before, and after the black gas in Sikong Ming's eyebrows was sealed by Li Changqing with Haoran righteousness, he decided to preside over the Yin and Yang Festival himself, and there are still many things to do, so he arranged for Sikong Jing and Sikong Zhi to lead Li Changqing, Zhuge Qing, and Zhang Dabao to play in Lushui Villa.

Sikong Zhi was originally quite unconvinced by Li Changqing, he had not personally tried with Li Changqing, but since yesterday, he has also seen Li Changqing's power, and his mood towards Li Changqing has changed from suspicion to jealousy, but Li Changqing is Sikong Ming's benefactor, Sikong Zhi does not dare to be too presumptuous, this jealousy is hidden in his heart, and he is lukewarm to Li Changqing.

Among the twelve islands of Lushui Lake, the island where Lushui Mountain Villa is located is the largest, with some strange peaks and strange stones, small bridges and flowing water, compared with Zhong Nanshan, there is less naturalness and more beauty of artificial carving.

The so-called no scenery in the vicinity, the Green Water Villa Sikong Zhi is already too familiar to be familiar with, and after wandering around for a long time, he feels bored, but he is following Li Changqing and others, and Sikong Jing is talking with Li Changqing throughout the whole process, so as not to appear cold.

When he reached the top of the mountain, Li Changqing saw the whole picture of the Green Water Villa, and after the stream water in the mountain river cave gathered into the lotus pond, he turned eight more turns, and a courtyard was built on each bend.

Li Changqing couldn't help but sigh: "What a nine songs to come to the water!"

The difficulty lies in not only finding the nine points of convergence of the earth's qi, but also using nine feng shui instruments to suppress the earth's qi, and only the Sikong family, which has been operating for hundreds of years, can have this kind of heritage.

"Of course, it's good! Sikong Liang, the ancestor of the Sikong family, arranged it by the feng shui master Sikong Liang, can it be bad?"

Sikong You was bored, turned his head, and muttered in a low voice, with disdain in his tone.

"The moon is cloudy and sunny, and sometimes it is too perfect, but it is not a good thing!"

Li Changqing was deaf and clear-sighted, and he didn't care about Sikong You's tone, and said with a normal smile.