Rong'er grinned, very happy with Meng Jiucheng's praise. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"By the way, did you meet Chen Hongjian just now?" Meng Jiucheng suddenly remembered something and asked.

"I touched it, like eating magpie." Rong'er teased: "When he came to find his brother, he must have something to ask for, and my brother must have helped him, right?" ”

Meng Jiucheng didn't ask this, but was concerned about another question, and said, "Then do you see that he has a ghost qi on him?" ”

Rong'er shook her head and said, "I didn't look closely, it seems that there is none." Brother, do you mean him and that female ghost? If you just get along normally, even if you get a little ghostly, it's fine. If he ...... with a female ghost" The little girl was a little embarrassed to say, and gestured with her hand twice, and then looked at Meng Jiucheng with a "you know" look.

Meng Jiucheng smiled and said, "If you don't see it, then he must not be the same as Mei'er......" He imitated Rong'er's appearance, gesturing with his hands, and laughing evilly.

Rong'er rolled her eyes, wrinkled her little nose, and said, "Whatever, if something happens, he will do it himself." It's all right, then I'll go back to the workshop and let them build more like this. ”

"Don't work too hard, soap is a high-end commodity, and you have to take the high-end route, even if you can make more, there are only a limited number of people who can afford it." Meng Jiucheng cared about the girl and said, "Don't you want to read fresh books, I wrote some last night, and it's on the bookcase, you have to get it yourself." ”

Before the cheap production of caustic soda from electrolyzed table salt, soap or soap must be classified as a luxury product. Now the ancient method of making alkali from plant ash is used, and it is produced by hand, which is why Meng Jiucheng said that he wants to take the high-end route.

"Okay, I'll go when I'm done with this." Rong'er was happy, picked up the sample and turned around and walked out, her body was light, her skirt was light and fluttering, and she was very good-looking.

This girl-Meng Jiucheng put away her dirty thoughts, and another curious thought arose. It is said that there is a genius who never forgets, but Rong'er inadvertently leaked her mouth, her erudition and strong memory is a kind of thaumaturgy, according to her words, "You don't understand it, and you won't be able to teach it."

This made Meng Jiucheng puzzled and curious, and he always wanted to find an opportunity to find out. Now, the opportunity seems to have come!

Thinking of it, Meng Jiucheng got up and went back to the study, checked around, and finally found the position and angle. He took out a knife and dug and prying, finally making a gap in the wall of the board. Then, he took the book casually, went to the next room, moved a chair and sat down, flipped through the book casually, and waited for the little girl to come.

The wait may seem like a long time, but it's not that long. You think, Rong'er just went to the workshop in the house to explain some things. But she didn't come straight away, but instead went to get some application objects.

It's not really real when you see it through the cracks, but you can still see the general situation. I saw Rong'er sitting behind the table, first unfolded the manuscript written by Meng Jiucheng, looked at it, nodded slightly, and took out a few things to put them on.

Is this girl going to do it? Meng Jiucheng stared intently, peeking intently with one eye.

Paper, pens, and a bottle of ink, the porcelain tube looked like a teacup. Hey, there's a small bottle, I wonder if it's wine or water? Meng Jiucheng looked inexplicable, and his mind was full of question marks.

Rong'er didn't know that someone was peeping, so she picked up the pen and paper with a calm expression and began to copy the book, with little movement, which was Meng Jiucheng's most headache. The girl copied and read, and from time to time she also tasted and commented, looking at ease.

"The master of the body is the mind, the mind is the mind, the essence of the mind is the knowledge, and the place of the mind is the object."

"This heart is bright, and what can I say! My heart has its own bright moon, and the eternal reunion will never be missing. Well, that's a good point, it's really a word of enlightenment. ”

"Although the heavens and the earth are great, there is one thought that is good, and the heart has a conscience, although ordinary people are mortal, they can also be sages. The so-called: no good and no evil is the body of the mind, there is good and evil is the movement of the will, knowing good and knowing evil is conscience, and doing evil for good is the object. Another so-called: it is easy to break the mountain and the thief is difficult to break the heart. Well, there is some truth in this, and you still need to think carefully to know the true meaning. ”

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There are not many words written by Meng Jiucheng, they are all classic sayings and sentences of Wang Yangming's mind that came from searching for memory. Rong'er also copied it very quickly, and it wasn't until the last poem that she stopped meditating, tasted it repeatedly, and blurted out: "Brother is really very human, this poem is magnificent, you can afford it, you can put it down, you can do whatever you want, it is a very high realm." ”

Those who know are not confused, benevolent and not worried, and Jun Hu Qi Qi is worried?

Believers come and go frankly, and they judge inhuman schemes by heaven.

If you use it, you will give up and rest, and this body will float in a vast.

The husband fell and shook the world, and he didn't care about bondage like a poor prisoner!

The pearl of gold plays birds and birds, why bother digging with bracelets?

The old man of the proprietor prevents the tiger from being troubled, and the tiger enters the room at night to take his head?

The children of the Western family do not know the tiger, and they drive the tiger like a cow.

The fool punishes choking and wastes eating, and the fool is afraid of drowning and throws himself first.

Life is self-sprinkling, worrying and avoiding slander!

This is exactly the "Chirp and Mot" written by Wang Yangming, which embodies the purpose of Mr. Wang's actions and also expounds the essence of psychology.

A gentleman is frank and open, and he will not suffer from gains and losses when he does things, because of small profits, thinking about it and worrying. Everything is like a leisurely stroll, leisurely, and done according to conscience. As for whether it is done well, whether it is done right, whether it can be successful, and whether it will be hated and teased by others, it is just a floating cloud.

Originally, success or failure is not a certainty, and countless people throughout the ages may not be able to calculate accurately, so it is better not to count. Go your own way, leave success or failure to the will of God, and let future generations judge it.

And the eldest husband is a bright and upright person, without fear, naturally able to see his heart clearly, and has the ability to turn the world upside down, how can he be as cautious as a prisoner, bound by his own fears? If you can be brave and not afraid, hardships and hardships are just floating clouds.

Therefore, when a person knows the destiny of heaven, his behavior in his life is like walking on a straight road, without looking left and right, and there is no need to retreat and cower. Move forward calmly and towards the end of life, naturally free and easy, and there is no longer any hesitation. As for any slander, let it be like a bird chirping!

Not to mention the rhetoric of this poem, just talking about this fearlessness, free and easy, this perception of life, and the strength of the heart are enough to become a well-deserved motto.

Rong'er sighed with emotion, and after a long taste, the little girl had a somewhat calm and old-fashioned appearance. After a while, she began to move. First he lit a candle, then put the pieces of paper he had copied on the fire and lit them, and threw them into a cylinder while they were burning, and burned several sheets in succession.

Meng Jiucheng didn't know why, so he stared more and more carefully.