There are three nines in the cold, and three dogs in the heat.

After midsummer, the weather is a little hotter than usual.

On this day, Song Zhishu was reading a book in the courtyard when there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

"Who?" Song Zhishu shouted out the door.

His protector Feng Kang said before that he was going to go around a few nearby mountains to see if there was any game or something, and catch a few to come back to improve the food.

It stands to reason that he should still be hunting outside at this time, so the person outside will definitely not be Feng Kang.

Since going up the mountain, Song Zhishu rarely goes out and walks around, and stays in the courtyard almost every day to read.

Fortunately, he had a lot of mustard seeds with him, and he could put the mountain of books in the mustard seeds.

If he was tired of reading, Song Zhishu would walk around the courtyard for a while, or box.

He did not deliberately meditate and practice like the other two princes, as long as he read and read, he would secretly add to the national fortune of Nandaoguo.

The reason why Song Zhishu has such a means of going against the sky is not because he has a mysterious cultivation technique, but because he was born with a natal word: book.

This book is not only a Confucian sage book, but also a Taoist book and a Buddhist monk book.

Nandao has always had the custom of grasping Zhou, that is, when the child reaches the age of one, many things are placed in front of him, such as pen, ink, paper, inkstone, seal, or ingot.

When Song Zhishu caught Zhou, he did not grab the golden ingots as the queen mother had guided in advance, but grabbed a book intuitively.

When the emperor of Nandao saw that he loved books so much, he gave him the name Zhishu.

Song Zhishu has shown the talent of 'knowing books' since he was a child, even if he didn't have Taifu to teach him to read, he was already able to read through the works of the three religions and hundreds of schools.

Later, the qi practitioners of Qin Tianjian noticed that as long as Song Zhishu, the little prince, recites books, there will be auspicious clouds in the sky above the palace.

When the Emperor of Nandao learned about this, he asked Qintian's Qi Supervisor to help hide the auspicious clouds, and took the little prince with him to teach him the art of the emperor himself.

Although Song Zhishu does not have the name of the prince, he has the fact of the prince.

In order to prevent the princes from competing for favor and succession, the old emperor of Nandao secretly sent him to Zhenlong Mountain, on the one hand, he could absorb the national fortune for Nandao, and on the other hand, he could keep his light and avoid unwarranted disasters.

In the small courtyard, Song Zhishu looked at the door, only to see Li Jinghong pushing the door from outside and walking in.

"It turned out that Sect Master Li came to the cold house, and Song missed the welcome, so I asked Sect Master Li to forgive me. ”

Song Zhishu hurriedly put the book on the stone table, got up and bowed his hand to Li Jinghong.

Li Jinghong said helplessly: "Brother Song, you said that you are a prince of the Southern Dao Kingdom, why are you more particular about red tape than the scholars of the Northern Confucian Kingdom?"

Song Zhishu said with a smile: "Sect Master Li doesn't know that there are not only Taoist temples in the Southern Dao Kingdom, but there are actually many academies and temples. This is the case for the three countries, but the foundation of their respective founding is different, and it does not affect the governance of the three religions and hundreds of schools. ”

Li Jinghong was surprised: "I see, then the question is, are you a Taoist priest or a Confucian student? Or a monk who leads the practice?"

Song Zhishu smiled bitterly and replied: "Song is just an ordinary reader, that's all. ”

"Oh, I see. ”

Li Jinghong sat on the stone bench with a grin and looked around.

I saw that although this courtyard is not large, it is very neat and clean.

During this time, Song Zhishu cultivated a small flower garden under the root of the east wall.

The flower bed is paved with red bricks in the shape of teeth, which is very chic.

The flower garden was planted with purple and red flowers, all of which Song Zhishu instructed Feng Kang to pick from the bottom of the mountain.

At the beginning, when Feng Kang, the embroidered imperial historian of the Southern Daoist Kingdom, was walking into his yard with a large wildflower, he happened to meet the little scholar in the courtyard next door going out to play.

The little scholar saw Feng Kang, an old spy, holding flowers in his hand, smiled so hard that he couldn't stand up straight, pointed at Feng Kang and said, "Grandpa Feng, you are so old, why are you still doing flower picking?"

Feng Kang has lived for hundreds of years, but he is still so embarrassed that he didn't even say hello, just walked quickly to his yard.

Until now, the little scholar Qiu Dong still secretly calls him grandpa picking flowers behind his back.

There is a well next to the flower bed, and there is a cradle next to the well where you can swing a rope to draw water from the well.

Li Jinghong found a Taoist talisman pasted on the stone wall of the well, and he was a little puzzled, so he asked Song Zhishu the origin of the talisman.

Song Zhishu explained with a smile: "That talisman was pasted by Feng Kang, called the Zhenjing talisman, which can drive away evil spirits and purify water, although it is not a mysterious and profound talisman, but it is very practical. ”

At first, Li Jinghong thought that Feng Kang was a master of boxing.

Because he noticed that Feng Kang's palms were unusually wide and the green tendons were bulging, it was obviously caused by regular boxing.

Unexpectedly, Feng Kang could draw talismans.

Song Zhishu seemed to be able to read his mind, and said with a smile: "Although Grandpa Feng is good at boxing, few people know that he was originally a monk of the Daomen Fu Gong Sect, and later embarked on the path of proving the Tao with martial arts. ”

Li Jinghong thought for a while and asked, "Well, I don't know if Old Man Feng still has any remaining talismans, I can buy them from him at a high price." ”

He considered that he was going down the mountain in the near future, and some Dao Gate talismans were on his body, so maybe they could be of great use.

Although there are also some talismans in the mall, such as the Escape Talisman and the Shrinking Talisman, there are very few types, and the level is also very low, which cannot be compared with the mysterious talismans of the Daomen Talisman School.

Song Zhishu said with a smile: "Sect Master Li is really outside, when Grandpa Feng comes back, I will ask him to send you some talismans, you don't need to break the bank." ”

Li Jinghong said seriously: "How embarrassing is this, you paid a lot of fairy money when you entered the mountain, if I still reach out and take your things for nothing, I will be ashamed." ”

"Sect Master Li shouldn't say that, Zhenlong Mountain is the territory of your God Slayer Sect, it is an abrupt move for us to venture into the mountain to disturb, and it is already very good to spend money to come in, so I asked Grandpa Feng to send you some talismans, which is considered some of Song's intentions, how can it be regarded as a vain?"

"Hmm...... That's just as well. Ahem, that's okay, when Feng Kang comes back, let him go to the wing room on the east side of the main hall to find me. ”

Li Jinghong was afraid that Song Zhishu would regret it, so he got up and said goodbye: "It's not too early, I won't bother Brother Song to read, and I will leave." ”

Song Zhishu also got up and said, "Sect Master Li walks slowly." ”

Unexpectedly, after Li Jinghong left the courtyard, he leaned over half of his body from the outside, coughed lightly and said, "Brother Song, don't forget to let Feng Kang go to me, and let him bring more talismans, the higher the rank, the better." ”

Song Zhishu smiled bitterly and replied, "Don't worry, Sect Master Li." ”

Li Jinghong heard his answer, so he left with confidence.

The young sect master, who was the best at doing business, was in a good mood for a while, and couldn't help humming a little song: "Good luck today, old wolf, please eat chicken, chicken and chicken with wine, just fill your belly ......"

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