Chapter Forty-Eight: The Family Teacher Xiaoyaozi

Zheng Zhutou, who said goodbye and left, danced at Wen Wen at the small door of the greenhouse, his expression was extremely obscene, and the kind of eyes that seemed to be understood by men made Wen speechless for a while. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info helplessly raised his hand and stretched out his index finger, swung it a few times, and motioned to this obscene guy to get out of here.

Zheng Zhutou smiled, and by the way, carefully closed the cover of the small door of the greenhouse.

Seeing the annoying guy, he finally left, and he felt a sigh of relief in his heart.

As a prince of the dynasty, if he forcibly asks for a Qinglou Oiran, it is obviously not a big deal, at most, it is to redeem himself for him, and then accept him as a concubine, which can be regarded as a good explanation.

But Xie Lingyun is obviously not one of those ordinary Oiran, she can be treated at will, she not only has the White Lotus Sect behind her, but her own art industry is even more amazing. As an otaku, his physical fitness can only be regarded as average, and if he wants to use it strongly, he will definitely die more ugly than a pig.

Now in the greenhouse, there are only two people, herself and Xie Lingyun, if she has bad intentions and wants to use force on herself, it is really called every day, and the earth is not spiritual, and the only choice is to accept the insult.

Wen sighed slightly in his heart, this is not pressed by martial arts, it is impossible to resist, so he can only accept this humiliating fate.

"Wen Jue........ Wenjue, why are you always absent-minded with the little girl? Xie Lingyun fell into a sluggish state when he saw this, and shouted in a low voice with a slightly dissatisfied expression.

Wen Wen, who was in a daze, was awakened by Xie Lingyun, and said with a slightly wry smile: "As long as it is a man, if you are in the same room with Little Lady Xie, I am afraid you will be absent-minded." ”

Xie Lingyun smiled shyly and said, "Wenjue, he is not a vulgar man. ”

Xie Lingyun has seen and heard with his own eyes that he can get out of the Hexi Buddha Song and his own charm ecstasy, so he naturally will not easily believe that just face-to-face can make him lustful and divine.

"Confession, his old man, once said: food, sex, sex! Master Confucius also said: Eating and drinking men and women, people's great desire to survive. Since my generation is a worldly diet man and woman, there will be seven emotions and six desires, and when I heard a certain teenager, it was back then, how could it be an exception. Wen smiled slightly.

"Wenjue, sure enough, he is a scholar of heaven and man, and he is a master of heaven, and the song "Qingyu Case, Yuan Xi" has fascinated the little girl so far." Xie Lingyun sighed with a look of longing.

Wen shook his head and chuckled: "Regarding this poem, Wen must clarify that this poem was not written by Wen. ”

Xie Lingyun was puzzled: "Oh, the little woman has read countless classics, so why have I never seen this poem." Such a masterpiece will be passed down through the ages, and poems like this, if they were written by our ancestors, will be recorded in the classics, but why don't the world know about it? ”

Wen sighed lightly: "Thinking of my thousands of years of civilization in China, among which the pearls are covered with dust, I don't know how many people are ordinary, and occasionally there are world-famous and dusty, which is not unusual." ”

"Yes, the vast heirloom books are difficult to record all the essence of the world. The pearl is covered with dust, which is really a big regret in the world. Xie Lingyun said with emotion.

Seeing that Xie Lingyun was a little sentimental, he was relieved when he heard this: "Little lady Xie, don't be sad, Wen believes that we, as descendants of future generations, will be able to inherit our ancestors Wenhua and carry it forward." ”

"Wen Jue, with this pride, and Bo Gu and the present, he will definitely be able to achieve this grand cause." Xie Lingyun appreciated.

Wen smiled bitterly and said: "Pin your hopes on Wen, then forget it, let's still pin our hopes on our juniors." "If you want to carry forward the poems, you should wait another hundred years, and it will be more practical to reach the era of the Three Sus, when the writers are at their peak.

"Wenjue, it's too humble, the little girl saw that Wenjue has learned a hundred schools, and her skills are better than immortal arts, but I don't know what immortal master to learn from?"

Hearing Xie Lingyun ask about his teacher, his expression was slightly sluggish, and he studied under that immortal master, this question was too broad.

His knowledge comes from many sources, including various teachers in later schools, soap operas, junk advertisements, online literature, hundreds of pulpits, and various pamphlets for the treatment of private diseases distributed on the street....... And so on and so forth.

Wen could list at least a thousand ways to receive all kinds of knowledge.

In the future, it will be an era of knowledge explosion, and there is more than one way to acquire knowledge. In later generations, school was more about learning the most basic literacy and rapid learning methods, and as a survival skill, it was more about getting in touch with it in society.

With so many immortal masters, how can I answer.

After thinking about it for a long time, but didn't answer, Xie Lingyun asked: "Wenjue, is there anything inconvenient to tell about the name of the family teacher?" "It is indeed a great disrespect to say the name of the predecessor as a disciple.

Wen shook his head slightly and said: "There is nothing inconvenient to tell, but I don't know where to start, if you sum it up, Wen can be ashamed to say that he is self-taught." ”

"Self-taught?" Xie Lingyun said in surprise.

This is obviously a perfunctory sentence, born to be a saint. Although she also thinks that Wen is very knowledgeable, especially miscellaneous studies, and knows a little about the essence of each school, she definitely does not reach the level of a saint and a prophet.

Wen smiled helplessly and said, "Little lady Xie, do you also think that Wen is ashamed?" ”

Of course, Xie Lingyun was embarrassed to say that it was really shameless to say directly, so he had to say hesitantly: "Wenjue, if it is inconvenient to mention your teacher's name, it is okay to speak out, and there is no need to shirk it." ”

To be honest, no one believes me!

Hearing the lamentation in his heart, he had no choice but to speak: "In fact, the family teacher has not been born for a long time, and the affairs of the world are a vain for his old man. The family teacher often said: The name is a code name, the birds and insects in the world are him, the wind and rain are him, and the stars and the sea are easy to be him.

A hundred years of life, the hurry has passed, the only thing I want is free, so I call myself a free child.

Wen has been learning art from his teacher for 16 years since he was a child, and he only heard the name of the brand, but not his real name, which is a big pity. ”

The knowledge you show must have a source, otherwise after a long time, others will treat you as a monster, and it won't be fun. Born to know that it is a saint, only a dead saint, there is absolutely no living saint, otherwise there will be the most serious conflict with those in power.

Now there is a virtual character like Confucius and Mencius, as his master, which can be regarded as an explanation of the life of the future generations.

Nine years of compulsory education, three years of high school, and four years of college, I heard that a total of 16 years is correct, and it is also similar to the current age.

There is no way to tell a lie, and in these years, no one believes it to be honest.

Besides, if you say this kind of thing, even if you say it, others will treat you as crazy.

A glimmer of light flashed in Xie Lingyun's eyes, and he tried his best to suppress his excitement and asked, "Wenjue's family master Xiaoyaozi, is he still in the world?" ”

Seeing Xie Lingyun's expression, he was obviously excited, this is the expression that anyone should have when they hear that a great sage in the world was born.

Wen smiled bitterly in his heart, and said with a sad face: "The reason why Wen Mou was in the world and suffered a lot was because the family teacher said that he was about to travel far away, so Wen Mou was exiled to the world.

Presumably, we will never see each other again in this life. ”

"Far away?! ......... Wen Jue, please mourn. Xie Lingyun's face was stunned. The long-distance journey in the mouth of the high is not to travel, but to sit or ascend, which is the saying of leaving the world and going to other worlds.

Wen shook his head slightly and said, "The family teacher has a long life, so there is no need to mourn." He old man often said that only by getting rid of the fetters of the skin of the world can he prove the fruit and be at ease. ”

"Lingyun didn't have the opportunity to meet the seniors of the masters, which is really a big regret in life." Xie Lingyun sighed.

Seeing that Xie Lingyun's pretty face was full of regret, he felt that the Xiaoyaozi he was talking about seemed to be real.

But what does it matter?!

The gods and Buddhas all over the world are not all fabricated by people, and it is not a big deal to add your own master Xiaoyaozi, you go to worship the gods and Buddhas. I will worship the master myself, and there is nothing worth pretentiously about it. (To be continued.) )