Zhang Daohan now regrets that Qiusheng didn't watch from the sidelines when he practiced, and he trained Qiusheng to be an idiot, you see Qiusheng's strange words come again: "Now is a society ruled by law, and many things can't be done just by fighting, and things must be done according to law." "Damn, when did Xiu Zhenren act according to the law? If they do not destroy the rule of law, they will be a noble person, a pure person, a person who is free from low-level tastes, and a person who is beneficial to the people. Cultivating people are only afraid of the Heavenly Dao and the Heavenly Tribulation, the laws of the world, that is in charge of ordinary people. But you can't say this to Qiusheng, and you can't teach a pure child badly. Zhang Daohan said: "If you can't fight, then you should study hard and strive to become a big official." At that time, there is no need to recognize your wife, someone will give your wife to you to recognize. But admit it, and never write a diary. In the way of officials, there are some things that you can't do, and some things that you can't do. "It's still not about teaching other people's children to learn well. However, Zhang Daohan's view of right and wrong is different.

Zhang Daohan was born during the Warring States period. It was a magnificent era, and it was also an era in which a hundred flowers bloomed and a hundred schools of thought contended. He was born in a royal family, and although he was not favored, he was also a prince. Not to mention other conditions, it is still possible to read a wide range of books. Later, he experienced the era of abolition of Confucianism and the eastward expansion of Buddhism, until the era of Song and Ming Dynasty science and science that preserved heavenly principles and destroyed human desires. I have been watching how Chinese culture is declining step by step, and how Western studies are invading step by step. Even the crazy era of the four olds.

is too rich in experience, so that Zhang Daohan can see through it. As a cultivator, he consciously restrains himself from interfering in worldly affairs. That's just not doing things that affect the big changes in the world, and some small things don't matter. Especially after several failed ascension tribulations and escaped death. Anyway, you can't fly up no matter what, so why bother to keep those cumbersome taboos? Some people say that being unscrupulous can only be happy for a while, but in the end it is sad. Zhang Daohan said, nonsense! The heart tribulation is derived from taboos, and there is no taboo in the heart. The Demon Dao has no heart calamity, which can be proven.

The latter words are a bit twisted, Zhang Qiusheng doesn't quite understand, and he wants to ask but doesn't know where to start. After thinking about it, he suddenly became excited again and asked, "You said that our ancestor is a very awesome person?" Zhang Daohan said proudly: "Of course." Our founding patriarch is Taiyi Golden Immortal. The fairy world is also divided into many levels, and the others are not busy talking about it. Let's just talk about the Golden Immortal, this is already the highest level of immortal in the immortal world. However, the Golden Immortals are also divided into levels, the low-level is the Zifu Golden Immortal, the upper is the Daluo Golden Immortal, and the top is the Taiyi Golden Immortal. Taiyi Golden Immortal can't count ten in the entire immortal world, which is from the beginning of chaos and the existence of heaven and earth with longevity and the sun and moon. Our founding patriarch is one of them. Are you awesome or not? When the Yellow Emperor and Chiyou fought, our ancestors took a small bench and drank tea while eating melon seeds, watching the excitement on the side. The Yellow Emperor passed the throne to Shao Hao, who in turn passed it to Zhen Hao. Well, anyway, it has been passed down for many generations, and then the throne came to Yao. Yao gave up his seat to Shun again, and Shun gave up his seat to Yu, but Yu did not give up his seat to others. He did not flow into the fields of outsiders, and gave the seat to his son Qi, and then there was the Xia Dynasty. Starting from Qi, it was not until the fifth generation that it was Shaokang's turn. I said you climb your ancestors, ah, the seniors don't climb, but you have to climb the juniors. Are you so lacking in heart? ”

Zhang Daohan was messing with Qiusheng, and two people came. Oh no, there are two ghosts. They are all dressed as scholars, as if all the people who come to Du Kang are literati. The two ghosts saw Zhang Daohan and shook their heads, and then they bowed their hands together and said, "Mr. Daguo has been absent for a long time, how are you doing recently?" Zhang Daohan also returned the salute and said, "Okay, can you still come here?" Of course it's not good, it's bad, it's not good. ”

The two ghosts bowed their hands together and said, "Mr. is really fast-talking. So this is Mr. Apprentice? Didn't you say you never took disciples? "He regarded Zhang Qiusheng as Zhang Daohan's apprentice again. Zhang Daohan shook his head and didn't bother to speak. The two misunderstood, and said, "So it's your son?" Did Mr. marry and have children? Congratulations, congratulations. ”

Zhang Daohan was made big by these two and said, "It's my little brother, Zhang Qiusheng." Two fools, extremely confused. The two were not annoyed when they were scolded by Zhang Daohan, but they still congratulated them: "Mr. Daguo has found a brother?" It's really gratifying to meet flesh and blood. ”

A scribe affectionately took Zhang Qiusheng's hand and said, "Is it broken?" Oh, I mean you're literate? "Damn, that's what I asked. Zhang Qiusheng was angry no matter how idiotic he was. In this year, early education was promoted, and children as young as three years old could read a few words. I'm so old that I can't read, so what's the mix? Zhang Qiusheng did not know that in ancient times, there were many illiterate people, and there were not a few people who began to learn literacy at the age of fifteen or sixteen. When people asked this, they didn't mean to look down on him, but they were close to him. And Zhang Qiusheng refined all the thoughts in his heart, without any human feelings. So he looks like a little boy who has not been deeply involved in the world, and he can't blame others for asking him if he is illiterate.

When the scribe saw that Zhang Qiusheng did not speak, he thought that he was illiterate and embarrassed. Hurriedly comforted him and said, "It's okay if you can't read, it's not too late to start learning." I'll teach you. Zhang Qiusheng hurriedly said: "Literacy!" I'm such a big individual that I should die headfirst if I can't read. ”

The two scribes were both good gentlemen, and they were very happy to hear that Zhang Qiusheng was literate. Pulled Zhang Qiusheng to the side of the case, took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and said, "Come on, come on, write a few words and see." "Is this going to test me? Zhang Qiusheng thought, let's take the test. Fortunately, he learned calligraphy. Although he didn't have a long time in doing things, this calligraphy didn't stick to it. But the handwriting is still a little better than that of the average junior high school student. Zhang Qiusheng picked up the brush, dipped it in ink on the inkstone, and wrote a few big characters with a brush.

The two scribes looked at each other for a while, and one of the older ones said, "Ask the king how he can be, and his heart is far away from himself." It's rare that a young character can be written like this. Have you read my poems? My poems are not suitable for children to read, they are too depressing and unenergetic. ”

Zhang Qiusheng was very active when he was a child, and when he was reading and writing at home, he couldn't hear the noise outside, and he couldn't calm down. His mother taught him this poem, Tao Yuanming's "Drinking. Fifth. Listening to the words of this old scribe, it goes without saying that he is Tao Yuanming.

Zhang Qiusheng was in great spirits, and the little temper he had before was gone. Grandma's, this is a concentration camp for cattle. Anyone who meets someone is a bullish god, what else do I have to say about a new ghost? Obediently hold your tail and be a ghost.

Tao Yuanming said again: "The writing is also reasonable. But here are two typos. The question word is a word in the door, how do you write this door? And this far word is also wrong. Zhang Qiusheng admired and admired, the truth still has to be adhered to, he said: "That's right, these two words were originally written like this." ”

Another scribe said, "Qiusheng, who is your teacher?" Isn't this a misguided child! If you can't write, how can you teach others to solve their doubts? Zhang Qiusheng said disapprerovingly: "Do you still need to be taught?" That's what it says in books and newspapers. ”

Zhang Daohan had already followed, and then said, "Mr. Yuzhai, and Mr. Wuliu." Qiusheng wrote simplified characters, and now the characters in the yang world are written like this. "Wang Xizhi and Tao Yuanming, you look at me, I look at you, I don't understand what simplified words are. Zhang Daohan said to Zhang Qiusheng again: "Qiusheng, Mr. Yuzhai said that your words are so-so, if you return to the yang world tomorrow, if you still remember this." Hey, you're ready to blow it up. ”

Seeing that Zhang Qiusheng was confused, Zhang Daohan said again: "Mr. Yu Zhai is Wang Xizhi, a bull known as the saint of books. "Huh? Wang Xizhi! Zhang Qiusheng's expression was shocked again, and the city of death was indeed a large warehouse of cattle people. Zhang Qiusheng suddenly remembered something and asked Wang Xizhi: "Wang, Wang, that, Mr. Wang!" He didn't remember what Zhang Daohan called Wang Xizhi just now, so he could only call him Mr. Wang: "Where is your Lanting Order?" The people in the yang world are going crazy looking for it now. Wang Xizhi didn't care what others called him, but opened his eyes wide and said, "Lan Tingxu? Where are you hiding? I don't know. You can't bring anything you have in life after you die. It's just a post, as for looking crazy? ”

Zhang Qiusheng said: "It's not crazy. The Orchid Pavilion has been designated as a national treasure. Whoever finds it will get rich. According to some experts, it was brought into her tomb after Wu Zetian's death. The country is preparing to excavate Wu Zetian's tomb. Well, the state is the court. Some experts have been pouting the imperial court all day long to develop the tomb. The tomb is the tomb of Wu Zetian. ”

Zhang Daohan watched from the sidelines and couldn't help but start worrying. Qiusheng this child, put the avenue and don't repair, worship the ancestors for a while, and make a long time to deviate from himself, and now he is obsessed with writing? Playthings are demoralized, playthings are demoralized! It can't be said that this kid doesn't cultivate the avenue, it's just that he cultivated too much, and he actually cultivated into an idiot. If an idiot is obsessed with drinking, drinking, tea, writing poems, and writing, he may not be able to pull back eight cows.

Gotta find a way to make him unable to stay in the city of vain. Zhang Daohan didn't care about Qiusheng for the time being, and left Du Kang's house by himself and wandered around the street. With more than 2,000 years of life experience, Zhang Daohan knows that if a person is obsessed with something, if he is deadlifted, he will not be able to pull back. But how to persuade Zhang Qiusheng to restore his confidence in being a man, and not to be a ghost in this vain city, he really has no good way. He had never been in the organization department, nor had he been an instructor or political commissar, and he had no experience in how to do ideological and political work. He cultivates the authentic Xuanmen, and he will not brainwash people like the side door.

Zhang Daohan wandered aimlessly on the street for an unknown amount of time. When I looked up, I saw a wine banner in front of me, with five crooked characters on it: "Three bowls are not posted". Zhang Daohan wondered in his heart, did the restaurant that sold wine to Wu Song come to the dead city in vain? That's impossible! A person who opens a small restaurant and sells alcohol, even if he goes to the city of vain, he can only be a ghost soldier, and he is not able to open a hotel at all. Could it be that Wu Song is here?

Zhang Daohan walked into the wine shop. As soon as I entered the door, a prodigal female voice said loudly: "Yo, the official is here?" This official, please inside, inside spacious. Zhang Daohan got goosebumps when he boarded. At this time, although he was only a primordial god, he couldn't stop feeling numb. When he looked up, he saw a young woman walking towards him with a smile on her eyes. In addition to being vigorous and angry, this young woman is also a handsome woman. I saw her holding a handkerchief in her hand, smiling at Zhang Daohanmei and saying: "This big official, the slave family has the best wine here, and people call it three bowls." If you drink the slave's wine, take care of you-" Zhang Daohan couldn't stand this tone, and hurriedly interrupted her and asked, "Are you ——? ”

The woman said, "The slave's surname is Pan, and his name is Jin Lian." It's okay for an official to call Sister Pan of the slave family, it's okay to call Sister Pan, or it's okay to call Jin Lian directly. "I cāo, I didn't expect to meet Pan Jinlian here. Zhang Daohan couldn't help but burst into foul mouth. Looking back, you can't stay here. If you let others know, you can't wash it by jumping into the Yellow River. Especially if Qiusheng knows, he himself is an idiot and will treat me as an idiot.

Zhang Daohan turned around and left, and Pan Jinlian followed behind and said, "Why are you leaving, official?" If you don't eat wine, there are cooking cakes here in the slave family! Zhang Daohan suddenly stopped and looked at Pan Jinlian blankly.

Pan Jinlian is not afraid of men looking at her, but the more she looks at her, the more she likes it. Pan Jinlian's voice became softer and softer: "If the officials don't eat wine or cooking cakes, then it's okay to sit for a while." The slave family is so lonely, and it is also joyful to have someone to sit with. ”

Zhang Daohan paused for a while and said, "I have something I want you to help with!" "It's asking for help, but it's an order. Pan Jinlian smiled and said, "Ouch, what are you helping?" If there is something, say that the slave family can help. But, but. The slave family is an innocent woman, some things, that, some things-"

"If you want to be innocent, there will be no sluts in the world." Zhang Daohan said impatiently: "You do something for me, so that a boy can't stay in this dead city." "I heard that she was asked to seduce a boy, and this errand didn't seem bad. Pan Jinlian didn't care about the man's attitude, and said, "If it is done, is there any reward?" The slave family is very poor. ”

Zhang Daohan said bluntly: "Of course there is a reward, that is, I won't beat you." "Don't say that men are uncivilized and ungentlemanly when they beat women, and what songs are sung in what mountains. In ancient times, there was no saying that men were not allowed to beat women, and Pan Jinlian was a native of the Northern Song Dynasty. Pan Jinlian immediately turned her face and scolded: "You thing, the old lady is not afraid of you." Sue you, the old lady is Lu Bu, and Lord Lu Fengxian is covered. You old lady try it with one finger! ”

Zhang Daohan doesn't take anyone seriously, what about Lu Fengxian? With a wave of his hand, tables, chairs, benches, pots and spoons, even the house was gone. Pan Jinlian found herself standing in the open air, dumbfounded, and unable to speak with her mouth open. Zhang Daohan said: "You go and call the backer behind you, I'll wait here for a meal." ”

The city of death is so good, the father and the mother marry each person and take care of everyone, and no matter how big the thing happens, no one will watch. Even the people from the shop next door didn't come out to take a look. Even if there is no person in charge of the faction, he will not speak for the people of his faction, let alone fight. It's all mixed up for the sake of being a ghost, and if you haven't understood the world, you're really confused.