Ye Yu smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, and only raised his head after dropping the last stroke: "Graffiti, just talk about it, if the master does not dislike it, the disciple will give this painting to your temple, and the right to be a disciple to form a Buddha relationship!" ”

"Good, good, the little donor is really talented with a deep understanding of Buddhism, and the old man admires it!" Huitong saluted Ye Yu with a solemn expression, which surprised everyone around.

"Master is polite, disciple farewell!" Ye Yu saluted first, then turned around and was about to leave.

But seeing that Shi Wansong and Yang Wanli were stunned on the spot, Ye Yu said very blandly: "The Buddha has no appearance, and all living beings are like each other, and painting is not a merit, but a meaning!" ”

After speaking, he ignored the crowd and walked away in a wheelchair, and no one went to stop him at this time, because Fang Caihuitong's words and deeds had already explained the answer.

It's just that what everyone doesn't understand is why this painting technique can be called an ordinary painting, and why it was praised by Master Huitong.

Yang Wanli and Shi Wansong are both people who know how to paint, and naturally think more far-reaching than ordinary people, and then the two of them looked at each other and were silent.

But Ye Mingzhi on the side felt lost, and he was even more unwilling to point to the painting left by Ye Yu and asked: "There is no Buddha in the painting, how can the Buddha nature be revealed?" ”

Hui Tong smiled heartily when he heard this, and then shook his head and explained: "Amitabha, the old man took advantage of the Buddha's birthday to promote Buddhism with the theme of Buddha nature.

Although the brushwork is a little rough, this is just the natural result of great ingenuity! Don't focus on the slightest detail, but play the big picture in a macro state! It can be said to be lifelike, and it also says: Everyone has Buddha nature, and everyone can become a Buddha......"

Master Huitong's explanation made Ye Mingzhi look stunned for a while, but Yang Wanli twisted his short beard at this time and suddenly said: "If there is goodness, there is a Buddha, without a word, without showing a face, with only a few dozen people, such an esoteric theme will be fully revealed, and the meaning is profound!" ”

A few words woke up the dreamer, and everyone suddenly realized that they were even more embarrassed.

Yang Wanli held the ink that had not dried with a solemn expression, and couldn't help but admire himself: "We are obsessed with Buddha, but we don't know that all living beings are Buddhas are Buddhas, and we are ashamed!" Yang is not in time to ......"

When everyone tasted the picture of sentient beings doing good, Ye Yu had already gone down Langya Mountain. Along the way, Su Yueyun put joy on her face, and even laughed alone from time to time.

Qiulan, on the other hand, spoke much more casually, praising Ye Yu while pushing the wheelchair: "Young master, you just scolded that old man, it's really relieving!" ”

"Sister, don't talk nonsense, that Master Shi is a well-known Confucian in Jianghuai Academy, how can you call him an old man at will?"

Qiulan is a maid and maid, and Su Yueyun is a young lady, which is originally distinguished by dignity and inferiority, but Su Yueyun affectionately calls each other her sister.

In addition to the familiarity and harmonious relationship between the two, the main reason should be Ye Yu's attitude towards Qiulan.

Su Yueyun couldn't see the weight of Qiulan in Ye Yu's heart, so although she was everyone's lady, she also regarded Qiulan as a sister.

Besides, she herself is not a tricky person, so it seems even more intimate.

Qiulan didn't care about the master in Su Yueyun's mouth, and pouted: "What bran is not bran, and the bran that feeds pigs is quite famous?" ”

"Poof! Bran...... You still have rice bran! Ye Yu didn't want to participate in the conversation between the two women, but this time he was really amused by Qiulan.

Ye Yu saw that Su Yueyun, the young lady, didn't understand what Qiu Lan was talking about, so he immediately explained with a smile: "Yueyun, this bran is the layer of shell that the wheat grinds off...... Indeed, it is reserved for the feeding of livestock! ”

Su Yueyun sighed, and then hid her face and laughed: "My sister is so funny to talk about!" ”

"What kind of Confucian is not Confucian, isn't it that my young master 'fights' to fall into flowers and water?" Qiu Lan raised her face and said proudly.

"Sister, that's the 'Falling Flowers and Flowing Water'......" Su Yueyun tried her best to suppress the smile this time, and approached Qiulan's ear to correct.

This correction made Qiu Lianqiao blush, and she hesitated for a long time, and finally retorted strongly: "How can you 'flow' without 'water', what I said is right!" ”

"Giggles! Brother Yu, Sister Qiulan has got your true biography! ”

Listening to the words of the two of them, Ye Yu was already speechless with black lines on his face.

Finally, he coughed dryly and asked solemnly: "Is it difficult to be strong just because he is quite famous?" Since you are a great Confucian, you should have a broad mind, and for the sake of a danqing, you will reveal your jackal nature, hum! He, the so-called Great Confucian, is nothing more than that! ”

"But ......"

"There's nothing to do, humiliate my friend Ye Yu in person, no matter who it is, I won't let him score three points!"

Ye Yu's words moved Su Yueyun very much, but then she sighed slightly: "Yueyun just doesn't want to affect Brother Yu because of such a trivial matter, although Master Shi is only a professor in the academy, he is a well-known scribe after all." ”

"Huh! Indeed, a so-called scribe is better than me, a copper-smelling merchant......"

Ye Yu laughed at himself when he thought of this, shook his head and said no more. Su Yueyun saw Ye Yu's expression instantly darkened, and she realized that her words had hurt the other party. But at this moment, she didn't know how to comfort her, so she silently followed her towards the city.

Along the way, the three of them never seemed to speak again, and Qiulan wanted to provoke the conversation several times, but in exchange for a silence. Ye Yu thought about it for a long time on the road, and Su Yueyun's words did stimulate him.

Since he wanted to cheer up, in order to live well, he won Su Quanzhong's appreciation by waiting for the price to sell. Later, in order not to send people under the fence, he resolutely closed down the closed dyeing workshop, and finally achieved his career after many twists and turns.

He did not have the grand wish to serve the imperial court and the Central Plains in the north, because this qiē was simply unattainable for him, a small person.

Besides, with his crippled body, he can't even participate in the basic imperial examinations, so what can he talk about influencing national affairs?

Therefore, these light things that appear in online novels are like peaks that are difficult to climb for him. And after he started from scratch on his own self-reliance, all he had to do was to get back what he had lost.

By-products such as soap and shampoo were developed to promote the rapid expansion of the cloth business, and it was also a promise that was once made.

Now that the general trend has become a reality, what he has to do is to use these businesses as a backing to try how to destroy Ye Mengxin's commercial defense line.

So after that, he planted and roasted the famous tea Maofeng in Huizhou, and fired a purple clay pot in Yixing Panxia Minerals, the purpose of which was to defeat Ye Mengxin in a targeted manner.

I believe that it will not be long before the tea, porcelain and other businesses controlled by Ye Mengxin will collapse and be on the verge of bankruptcy.

Along the way, every time he reaches a level, he will formulate reasonable goals and guidelines according to the environment, and never blindly set his own grand blueprint, because it is not realistic.

But despite this, Ye Yu still has a hidden desire in his heart, that is, to be able to enter the court in the future and contribute to this precarious Great Song Dynasty.

This desire was caused by the suppression of later historiography, and it was also the grief and indignation that Ye Yu saw in Guo Xiaotian and Lu Fan in the Song Dynasty.

But his own situation is destined not to get what he wants, and doing business is not his strength, let alone his ultimate desire. Therefore, this kind of unattainable contradiction and pain has been sealed by Ye Yuchen and is unwilling to touch it lightly.

Now Su Yueyun's vague words made the keen Ye Yu feel the sting. Yes, even if the family wealth is rich and rivals the country, what if he is not a merchant covered in copper smell, not as good as a scribe with a pen and a mouth!

If that Shi Wansong swiped his pen and wrote any article to ridicule him, he would probably be speechless at that time! Because no one trusts a merchant, but prefers to trust some sanctimonious scribes.

However, Ye Yu also knew that now he had no choice, since he had chosen this path in the first place, he could only go on silently. Along the way, Ye Yu thought a lot, but in the end, he smiled secretly and bitterly at himself.

Why should he think too much about himself, since he has the heart of serving the country and the people, if he is successful in business, he can also benefit the people. Didn't the agreement with Liu Yuanshan work hard in this regard?

……

The days still flowed by like flowing water, and Ye Yu didn't care about the master or the bran anymore, but focused on the matter of the Yixing pottery kiln. After the completion of the pottery kiln, many people were worried about recruiting workers.

After all, the workers in this pottery kiln are not all recruited casually, and the technical content is still very particular. For this situation, Ye Yu actually had a plan, and even the kiln director of this pottery kiln had a candidate.

In the study, Ye Yu sat in front of the table, still using the method of 'copper coins hanging pens', slowly practicing calligraphy. The hard work of the past two years has been fruitful, although it is not a famous writer's pen power, but it can be regarded as entering the house.

There were two people waiting in the open hall in front of the table, one of them was the housekeeper Uncle Sun, and the other was much younger, and his dark complexion looked a little resolute.

The man stood quietly, breathing a little depressed, but it was very even.

"You are Uncle Sun's cousin Gong Hong?" Ye Yu was still practicing his words seriously, and asked casually.

The black-faced man hurriedly saluted: "The little one is Gong Hong, I have seen the young master!" ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Ye Yu's mouth, and then he asked, "Can I trust you?" ”

Forehead!

After asking, Ye Yu didn't look up, and continued to practice calligraphy as he pleased, but it made Uncle Sun's uncle and nephew present quite stunned.

Although Gong Hong was very stunned and embarrassed by this question, he still pondered for a moment and replied solemnly: "Young master, yes!" ”