Chapter 118: The Monk Who Drinks

Since then, Dou Yanshan has secretly made up his mind to change his past mistakes and never do anything lacking in virtue again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Dou Yanshan also set up a private school at home and invited famous teachers to teach. Some people, because they don't have the money to send their children to private schools, they take the initiative to take their children and waive tuition. In short, since then, Dou Yanshan has been like a different person, helping the poor, self-denial and benefiting others, making it convenient for travel, accumulating yin virtue, and being widely praised by people.

Dou Yanshan's servant stole his money, fearing that the incident would happen, left a note to sell his twelve-year-old daughter to Dou Zhai, compensated for the money, and secretly left.

When he saw that he had pity on his little girl, he adopted her as an adopted daughter, and when he came of age, he chose a good son-in-law for her and married her ten times the money that the servant had stolen.

On the first day of the first month of a certain year, Dou Yanshan visited Yanqing Temple, picked up a large amount of silver coins, waited for a long time, and did not see the owner. The next day, he went to Yanqing Temple with the gold and silver to wait for the owner.

Dou Yanshan's family was wealthy and often helped the poor. Hundreds of coffin burial households have been subsidized, dozens of dowry families have been subsidized, dozens of people have been subsidized to buy and sell to maintain their livelihoods, and countless people have survived by receiving firewood and rice.

Later, when his wife gave birth to five sons in a row, he was overjoyed and focused more on doing good deeds.

He devoted all his energy to cultivating and educating his sons, not only paying attention to their bodies at all times, but also paying attention to their learning and moral cultivation. Under his cultivation and education, his five sons have become useful talents, and they have successively become the first and second.

Since then, the Dou family has begun to develop, and the descendants have produced many talents, until 10,000 years ago, the Dou family's female Yifang preached the Tao of Confucianism, and successfully promoted the Dou Mansion to a wealthy family, which has lasted for 10,000 years.

There have always been very few female Confucians, and the odd numbers of Dou Yifang Lin Yu are miracles. Women cannot participate in the imperial examination, and they can only be promoted step by step to Confucianism, only by virtue of extraordinary talent and indomitable perseverance.

The ancestor of the Dou family has a dream that is quite mysterious, but the fifth son Dengke is indeed praised and has been passed down to this day.

There have been several great Confucians, and even great sages. Although it has declined now, the consciousness of those great sages and Confucians still exists between heaven and earth, and if it is a dream, it is indeed credible.

Zhang Yi knew very well that Lijuling was a person, and he believed that Lijuling would not lie, but he couldn't let him risk alone.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi used Wenyin to send a message: "Brother Li, I am preparing to go to the Jianmen Mountain Range, since you are going to the ancestral land, it is better to take me with you." ”

Zhang Yi put down the seal, picked up the pen and left a letter to Qiu Yishui, and quickly rushed to Lizhou City. In the letter, he only said that he wanted to do a small favor to his friend, and did not mention such a dangerous situation.

Sitting on the boat, Zhang Yi suddenly heard the words of Senior Brother Meng.

"Husband, you don't have to believe your words, you don't have to do what you do, but where the righteousness lies. ”

Zhang Yi didn't understand Senior Brother Meng's words at first, but after getting along with all the scholars for a long time, he became more and more aware of the importance of "benevolence and righteousness".

The Six Sages and the Master, who were able to take that step, were not only in the triple realm of "making words, establishing virtues, and making meritorious contributions", but also sincerely considered the human race in the world and achieved true "benevolence".

Senior Brother Meng has only been practicing for a hundred years, and he stepped into the realm of great sages, and even vaguely touched the threshold of a saint, because of the "righteousness" he advocated.

The sages are benevolent and take care of the world, this is the path of the people of destiny.

Most of the people in the world are ignorant, but they can choose the path of "righteousness" to march and step into the highest realm.

Righteousness is what the human race is just and reasonable and should do.

It is incumbent on them, without hesitation, outspoken about righteousness, and helping each other when the road is uneven, these are all "righteous" ways that ordinary people can choose. Even if you and I have never met, I can stand in the perspective of justice and help those in need.

"Senior Brother Meng is a true man of destiny, but he chose such a path in order to walk out of a different path from his master. If it weren't for the end of heaven's punishment, he would have done it a long time ago. ”

Zhang Yi secretly thought to himself, most people in the world think he is a genius, but no one has seen Senior Brother Meng's original demeanor. A hundred years of Confucianism, the seven-star dragon spring in his hand has killed more than a dozen demon barbarian sage-level opponents, such a record is by no means comparable to a mere hand-me-down article.

Seven Star Dragon Spring seemed to sense his heart's voice and trembled slightly.

"The master said to be benevolent, and Senior Brother Meng said to take righteousness, but in fact, both of them have different paths to the same end, and only when righteousness is exhausted can we achieve benevolence. The truth that the reader learns from the books of the sages is actually just a few words of killing oneself and sacrificing one's life for righteousness. ”

Zhang Yi vaguely touched some of the truth of the Great Dao, and his mind was like a lightning strike, and he didn't dare to think nonsense. Such a great event of sanctification is not something that can be delusional?

The boatman has little effort to sail down the autumn water, as he navigates the boat, as long as he knows the direction of the boat, which is very easy.

Because of this, the boatman was in a rather transgressive mood, humming a tune, and from time to time lifting the flask and pouring it into his throat.

Nandu is not very far from Lizhou, but the fishing boats also travel for about two days. Zhang Yi had nothing to do, opened the curtain and chatted with the fisherman, talking about the trivial things after tea and dinner, and his mood was inexplicably happy.

The next day, Zhang Yi had lunch in the cabin and rested on his side.

Cangfeng stayed for half a month, and there was no wine in the city. Hold the Qiankun, swallow the heavenly river, but the blood of Shura is in the Huzhong? hahaha, when the floating is white!"

A crisp and loud voice came from outside, Zhang Yi was full of curiosity, and looked over.

I saw a bald man with a strong physique and a beard, standing on the canoe with his hands behind his back, he was motionless, but the canoe was like an arrow from the string, overtaking many boats, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the side of the fishing boat that Zhang Yi was riding.

"His grandmother's, there is no wine. ”

The bald man shook the gourd in his hand, and couldn't help scolding, he turned his head to look around, his eyes turned to see Zhang Yi looking at him, and grinned: "This brother, everyone is a scholar, I don't know if you have any wine on you, give me some?"

Zhang Yi smiled indifferently: "I really have some fine wine here, it is the chrysanthemum wine and osmanthus wine brewed in the Zhenyu Pavilion of the Southern Capital City, I don't know what the master is used to drinking?"

He could see clearly that the Buddha's aura on this person's body was swirling, and he was a Buddhist practitioner. It's just that this person is dressed in a white robe and dressed, and he is dressed as a scholar to beg for wine, which is really a bit unbelievable.

The bald man was stunned when he heard this, then laughed, stepped lightly on his right foot, crossed the river several feet, landed under the fishing boat, and got into the cabin.

The boatman saw that the bald man was huge, and his cultivation was even more powerful, and he muttered, "Hey, why did you break in?"

"Boatman, this brother was invited by me, I will pay double the fare, you can just drive the boat. Zhang Yi sent the boatman away, took out a jar of chrysanthemum wine, and handed it to the bald man.

The bald man hurriedly took over the wine jar, his eyes lit up, and he lifted the jar and cooed, and he quickly swallowed all the jars of wine into his stomach, but his face did not change in the slightest.

(To be continued.) )