On September 15, Yangzhou Mansion released the list.

Wang Xu won the first place in the first class and was awarded the first place in the Yangzhou lifting test and was given a plaque.

If Wang Xu was in the middle of the move, winning the first place was the first thunderbolt, and soon the second thunderbolt was released.

Wang Xu publicly stated at the thank-you banquet that he would inherit the will of the champion Hou, and the demon clan would never be a family until it was destroyed.

As soon as these words came out, they caused an uproar.

With the lifting of people to win the championship, Wang Xu can be said to be ironclad, and the worst next year will be a second-class jinshi.

Eighteen years old, not yet married, and a future jinshi who is famous in Jiangnan, where to find such a good son-in-law.

What's more, everyone in the world says that Wang Xu's future Confucianism has been decided, and the sage can be expected, which is the first talent in the history of the Great Wu Dynasty.

On the first day, to inherit the will of the champion Hou, the immortal demon clan will never become a family, isn't this a joke.

As soon as these words came out, some people watched coldly, some people secretly ridiculed, some people applauded, and some people sighed that they were inferior, Wang Xu was in the limelight for a while.

Even Xue Mushan, who was far away in the capital, successfully held a Wansuo banquet and got the eyes of the Queen Mother, personally wrote a letter to Wang Xu.

In the letter, the teacher first praised his ambition, and then scolded him, telling him to think twice before speaking in the future.

At the end, he said in a quiet tone, people are not sages, who can be without fault, some words are just men and young people are frivolous, and they should not be true.

After a few years, others have almost forgotten about it, and they should marry a wife and have children, or they should marry a wife and have children, and people can't get into the horns of the bull in life.

Wang Xu looked at it with a wry smile, sure enough, no one believed that he could exterminate the demon clan, even if he was expected to be a sage in the future.

The teacher is even more cute, telling him to avoid the limelight first, and then pretend that nothing has happened.

But that's okay, Wang Xu is confident that he will become a great Confucian before the age of thirty next year.

A man stands at thirty, and if the demon clan is not destroyed and will never become a family, it will be put in front, and before the year of its establishment, no one should force him to marry a wife.

After becoming a great Confucian, he will be afraid of no one, he can do what Huo Qubing can do, or even do better, who would dare to forcibly stuff his daughter to him under the pretext of not being married.

It's just that Wang Xu never expected that after hearing about his ambition, Zhang Xiaomei and the Zhang family were not angry but happy, and wrote him a long letter.

"When I heard about Junzhi, I seemed to be happy and excellent, tossing and turning, and I couldn't sleep for three days..."

Wang Xu sat in the room, looking at the letter Zhang Xiaomei wrote to him.

The letter said that a good man should not be trapped by love, but should be determined in all directions and make immortal feats.

To sum it up, I like you, no matter how long I am willing to wait for you, you will not marry in this life.

The latter words are written very explicitly, and the attitude of devotion is not pretentious, and when he saw this letter, Wang Xu could imagine what Zhang Xiaomei looked like when she wrote this letter with a red face.

Wang Xu smiled bitterly, he didn't expect Zhang Xiaomei to really like him, and she also played the trick of not marrying a gentleman and a concubine.

I had the intention to write a reply, but I didn't know where to start.

After hesitating for a long time, Wang Xu replied with a poem: "Beauty is not born in the womb, it should be the peach blossom tree that grows. If you want to rely on the green window to accompany Qingqing, it is inevitable that you will mistake Confucianism in this life, and you will have the heart to hold the book in the collection, and you will be in love with a beauty. sighs and hurts Confucianism, and evil words are afraid of hurting the city, and the world has the law of both, and it does not live up to Confucius and Sheng. ”

This is a poem by the Sixth Lama, Changyang Gyatso.

Born among the people, Changyang Gyatso was brought back to the temple at the age of 14 and had been living in the world.

In Tibetan areas, there are many people who start families at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and Cangyang Gyatso also has his own lover.

After being taken back to the temple, Cangyang Gyatso tossed and turned, with faith on one side and love on the other, and his heart was very confused.

This poem writes his melancholy and the distress in his heart.

Wang Xu took it and changed it slightly, turning affection into ruthlessness, telling his pursuit of Confucianism and his indifference to love, pointing out his pursuit of learning in this life and his mind that he would not be moved by love and love, which can be regarded as a disguised rejection of Zhang Xiaomei's kindness.

"If you write this poem back, I'm afraid the girl will be sad." Fahai walked quietly, and after peeking at the poems written by Wang Xu, he said sentimentally.

Wang Xu didn't care, gently blew the ink on the paper, and said: "What love is stronger than Jin Jian, is there a sword stronger?" Love and love are not for us, it is best not to get too close, so as not to hurt yourself. ”

Hearing Wang Xu's answer, Fahai didn't say anything for a long time, and only said after a long time: "I understand your words, but the monks talk about the four major emptiness, but I don't even know what love is, how can it be empty?" ”

Wang Xu glanced up at him, Fahai will encounter a love catastrophe in this life, and if he crosses it, he will be able to complete his mind and attain the Bodhi Dao Fruit, if he can't get through, I'm afraid he will continue to reincarnate.

Judging from his words, Fahai's heart is already in turmoil, and the day of the calamity is probably not far away, which is also his unbreakable.

Wang Xu pondered for a long time, thinking about what he could do, and said after a long time: "Didn't you always want me to send you a poem, and I will send you a poem today." ”

"Can you still write?"

Wang Xu just wrote a top-notch work, looking at Wenguang can at least write a poem into Zhenzhou, and it would be too terrifying to write another one.

Wang Xu smiled and said nothing, first of all, he is copying poems, not writing poems, he is the one who wants to copy out a collection of Wang Xu's poems, how can he do it if he doesn't copy it.

Counting this one, he has only copied eight poems over the years, so let's just take this opportunity to copy the ninth poem as well.

Anyway, he has already been lifted, and there is an assassination of the demon clan, it is impossible to be low-key, so what's the harm of being high-profile.

"Sunny and rainy, Fahuai Temple presents Fahai Zen Master..."

Wang Xu picked up his pen again and wrote: "The willows are green and the river is horizontal, there is singing in the temples by the river, the sun rises in the east and the rain in the west, the Tao is ruthless but affectionate." ”

This is one of the two bamboo branch poems written by the Tang Dynasty poet Liu Yuxi.

The love here was originally sunny and sunny, saying that the east is the sun, but the west is raining, and there is sunshine in the sunny.

Wang Xu changed it slightly, changing the sunny day to the love of love.

With this change, the meaning of the whole poem has changed, it has become the sun in the east, but it is raining in the west, the east with the sun can work, and the west without the sun can only wait, whether God is merciful or ruthless.

Ruthless, how can it not rain in the east and let people come out to work.

There is love, why does it rain in the west, so that people can only look at the rain and sigh?

Wang Xu hopes that with the help of this affection and ruthlessness, he can remind Fahai when necessary, telling him that the so-called affection and ruthlessness are relative, and there is no absolute flawlessness.

The excessive pursuit of affection and ruthlessness is itself a fall into the inferiority, and those who cultivate Buddhism should be born with one thought and extinguished with one thought.

"The Tao is ruthless but affectionate!"

Fahai looked at the poem and kept reading this poem, faintly touched.

What kind of touch is that, seeing the flowers in the fog and not seeing clearly, it only makes people itch and unbearable.

"The word love lies in one heart, when you cultivate the ruthless law with a loving heart, or cultivate the affectionate law with a ruthless heart, the two can be consummated by two opposites."

Wang Xu picked up the poem, handed it to Fahai, who was standing aside, and said with a smile: "I sent it to you." ”

Sou!!

A golden light rose into the sky, causing the weather to change dramatically.

Half of the sky is clear, half of the sky is raining, between the sunny and rainy days with Fahuai Temple as the dividing line, looking at Fahai with an indifferent expression, a moment after a smile heartily.

Swish!!

At the same time, Wang Xu's nameless gold book has pages eight and nine.

Page 8: Conscience.

Page 9: Rain or shine.

Wang Xu felt the changes in the golden book, looked at the sunny and rainy sky outside, and whispered: "One step closer!" ”

With the fame of the people, the next goal is to become a jinshi next year.

With Xie Yuan's plaque, it is not difficult to enter the Shi, and at worst it is a second-class, which means that by this time next year, he will initially have the power to protect himself.

Moreover, he is not an ordinary Jinshi, an ordinary Jinshi is comparable to a fourth-order monk, he has the confidence to fight beyond the rank and wrestle with the fifth-order.

It seems that it is time to say goodbye to Jiangnan and pack up your things and head to the capital.

Yangzhou is still too small to raise a real dragon, only if he can gain a firm foothold in the capital, he can first sweep a house, and then sweep the world, and sweep the charm and spirit clean.