Chapter Twenty-Four: The Heart Has a Soul
Holding a book of pure yang heart sutras, the small landlord of the Fu family even forgot to write a dream of the Red Mansion.
It's not an obsession, it's a curiosity.
After all, the thing of internal strength and light power is a must in the martial arts dramas of the previous life, and those high-ranking masters are really eye-catching. Look at the flying immortals outside that day, you look at the sword qi that is vertical and horizontal, and you see that punch is struck, and it explodes in a radius of hundreds of meters...... This is martial arts, this is a dream in the hearts of many people, and Fu Xiaoguan is naturally no exception.
In the previous life, even Newton wanted to get up and deal with things, but they really exist in this world, and now there is a martial arts cheats in front of you - you don't have to jump off the cliff, you don't need to meet the white-bearded grandfather, it's in your hands, so real, then everything else has to make way for this.
The sound of cicadas in the forest is gradually quiet, and the golden crow has fallen in the west, and the sunset is red.
Fu Xiaoguan has been reading this book.
The ancients read it a hundred times and saw its righteousness, and what Fu Xiaoguan is doing now is to read it a hundred times and keep it in his mind.
Su Mo still didn't say a word, only glanced at him occasionally, but it was not because of Fu Xiaoguan's diligence, but because of the poem Fu Xiaoguan made at noon.
Talent is the most important thing in martial arts, and as for diligence, it is after entering the door.
Just like writing poetry, talent is the most important, and diligence is just to make the writing look better.
The boy seemed to have a talent for writing poetry, because his poems were really good, and his words were ...... It's really rare.
Su Mo didn't mention Fu Xiaoguan's thoughts, because Bai Yulian only said that he should protect Fu Xiaoguan and give him the internal strength of the Taoist Academy, but he didn't teach him, so let him understand it himself.
Thinking of Bai Yulian, his teeth itched with hatred!
Fu Xiaoguan occasionally frowned, occasionally looked up at the sky, occasionally closed his eyes in contemplation, and occasionally closed the book and walked back and forth a few steps.
In this way, it was getting late, and lights were lit everywhere.
……
Xiu'er went out after waiting for Fu Xiaoguan to have dinner.
The guards drove her to Shanglinzhou in a carriage.
Shanglinzhou is outside Linjiang City, a little far away, it is an island in the Yangtze River, this is the territory of Prince Xian, although Xiu'er knows, but has never been up.
She was very worried in her heart, not to mention the prince, she had never even seen the governor of Linjiang Prefecture.
Out of the west gate of Linjiang, the carriage went all the way along the riverbank, and it didn't take long to see the brilliant lights in the distance.
At this moment, the gathering in Shanglinzhou has begun.
……
Shangjing Jinling, Wuyi Lane, Dong Mansion.
Knowing that the ninth princess left Beijing and went to Linjiang, Dong Shulan's heart was not very calm in the past few days.
Because the maid of the ninth princess said that she was going to Linjiang to see the man named Fu Xiaoguan.
What is there to see about him?
One of Dong Shulan's chess pieces fell outside the chess title, and the eldest brother Dong Xiujin raised his head and sat up straight.
"Little sister, since you came back from Linjiang, a few days ago, you had a cold and chic chess style, and every time you were surprised, I have never been able to win a game against you, big brother. But you've been ...... for the past two days. Luozi is messy and disorganized, you haven't won a game of big brother, so what's wrong with you? ”
Dong Shulan was a little flustered, shook her head, and said in a low voice: "It's not much, it's a little distracted." ”
Dong Xiujin threw the chess pieces in his hand into the chess urn, and suddenly said: "Two days ago, Guozijian received a letter from Linjiang Qin Lao. ”
Dong Shulan chuckled in her heart and guessed what Qin Lao wrote.
Dong Xiujin continued: "Lord Shangguan gave this letter to me for circulation...... I have to say, that young man named Fu Xiaoguan is really a genius! ”
Dong Xiu stood in front of the window with his hands in his hands, looking up at the stars and the moon.
"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations...... This is the lifelong pursuit of our readers. ”
Dong Xiujin slowly turned around, looked at Dong Shulan, and asked, "Little sister, but he's messing with your heart?" ”
Dong Shulan lowered her head and hurriedly shook her head, but Dong Xiujin laughed, "Lord Shangguan said that this sentence and this person must be entered into the Holy School, so that everyone in the world can understand why they are studying, and they must also let everyone in the world know who made such a big wish, so Fu Xiaoguan will leave his name in the annals of history." Although Qin Lao also said some things about him in the letter, he did not hide his flaws, and Qin Lao did not hesitate to praise him at all. ”
"Little sister, when you go to Linjiang, you must have seen him, tell your brother what kind of person he is?"
Dong Shulan's careful liver thumped, and her pretty face suddenly turned red.
He ...... I don't know what kind of person he is. ”
Dong Xiu was stunned, Dong Shulan raised her head, and her eyes were a little confused.
He ...... I haven't finished reading the Four Books and Five Classics, I'm just a showman, I heard that before, it used to be quite absurd, but after I came into contact with it, I felt that it wasn't like that. He is very steady and has a ...... It's like the kind of ...... after many years of baptism Indifferently, I don't know how to say it, anyway, it's not like an ordinary teenager anyway. ”
"But he can write a poem with a pen, this Grandpa Qin knows, and he said this sentence casually, but he is unwilling to participate in the imperial examination, and he does everything inexplicable."
Dong Xiujin frowned, "Inexplicable thing? ”
"Well, he made a kind of wine, which is better than Tianxiang, I sent it to the eldest princess, and I guess I will buy it in a few days."
In this way, this man is obsessed with the gossip. Dong Xiujin was a little regretful, in his opinion, the person who could say that sentence was naturally a learned person, and he would definitely have a bright future after being favored by Qin Lao.
But he is just a showman, so that sentence can be understood as an occasion.
's own scholarly family, his father's official residence is still in the household department, but Fu Xiaoguan is a landlord in Linjiang, and the little sister has this mind...... I'm afraid it's hard to do.
"Tomorrow's Lanting Collection was initiated by Yan Xiwen of the Yan family, you go and take a look."
Dong Xiujin left, and Dong Shulan was still upset.
Sitting alone in front of the window, silent for a few breaths, she took pen and ink and decided to write a letter to Fu Xiaoguan.
She heard the meaning of the eldest brother's words, and the eldest brother felt that there was no possibility between them. Even if you can enter the holy school and leave your name in the annals of history, it will not work. Because Fu Xiaoguan was a businessman, not a scholar.
She didn't persuade Fu Xiaoguan to study in the letter, she just said some ordinary things, said something about going to Beijing, and went to Linjiang with the ninth princess, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him and so on.
At this moment, Fu Xiaoguan was also sitting in front of the window and decided to write a letter to Dong Shulan.
Because he decided to find someone to send the two boxes of wine to Dong Shulan tomorrow.
He didn't write the poem in this letter, but after writing the letter, he put the first six episodes of the dream of the Red Mansion into it.
"This is the original manuscript, read it and return it!"