At this point, it seems that it can be over.

She's already sensible.

——Knowing where the love for Shen Qingyi came from, and also knowing where their love will go, in the long river of time, the relationship of reasonable and harmonious will be their eternal and can withstand the wind and waves and years.

She has also figured it out.

——Knowing the fear in your heart, only with great perseverance and not retreating because of affection, can you live up to your feelings.

She was no doubt fearless.

The avenue is hard, the quiet and widowed will go relatively easily, and once the lover is separated by life and death, the other person may be ruined, the deeper the love becomes the obstacle of the avenue, but ruthlessness is not her heart, avoiding love is not her way, only the straight road and go forward bravely to make yourself stronger, is her solution.

In an instant, Xiao Yan's spiritual platform was transparent, and the gap between the Dao heart was already clear, but it was a little bit short of consummation.

What's missing?

Light and shadow flow, and time in the mirage continued to move forward.

Time flies, and all that flows is the past of her and Shen Qingyi......

saw that on the tenth day of September of this year, it was the day when Xiao Yan went to Chenghe Academy to attend classes. This day is a day off, Xiao Cong is at home, Xiao Yan came out of the atrium self-study course, went to the study in the outer courtyard, and asked the fourth brother about the difficulties in homework.

The inscription plaque in the study of the outer courtyard is "Mi Zhai", which takes the meaning of lying sick and calm, and Xiao Cong did not change his name after recovering from his illness, and then took "quiet energy can give birth to determination, and can definitely give birth to wisdom" as a strong force, as a gentleman's self-cultivation and self-examination. At this time, Shen Qingyi was also in Mizhai, sitting opposite Xiao Cong on the bookcase, scrutinizing a word in the new poem.

Because yesterday was the Double Ninth Festival, the scholars have always had the tradition of ascending the chrysanthemum banquet poems, the banquet was rated on the chrysanthemum poetry list, and the poems were assembled after the festival, Lanling Xiao will also set up a chrysanthemum list for the children, and the Xiao Chongyang poetry collection will be released after the festival, in order to see whether the level of poetry of the children has increased compared with last year, Xiao Cong and Shen Qingyi have a poem selected, Xiao Cong looked back at the poem on the list this morning, pondering that there is a word that can be modified, and after careful consideration, he was quite hesitant, so he asked Shen Qingyi to come over and scrutinize.

Seeing that her brother and sister-in-law finally finalized that word, Xiao Yan said with a bitter face that it was so hard to write poetry, anyway, it was harder than her knife practice.

Xiao Cong smiled and said, "I don't dare to compare with Jia Shoushi." ”

Xiao Yan was happy.

"Jia Shoushi" is the famous bitter poet Jia Langxian of the Muzong Dynasty, because of the name of the stone mountain, the world is called "Jia Shoushi", the most bitter poetry in his life, hard work on the words, the word "scrutiny" comes from him.

Xiao Yan joked to his brother and sister-in-law: "You don't all make gestures, you have to push and knock." Looking at Jia Shoushi, they all pushed and knocked and pushed in front of the door. ”

Xiao Cong ha: "Jieshi takes poetry as his wife, we can't learn from him like this." ”

Shen Qing's eyes suddenly paused, and his expression was a little subtle.

Xiao Yan happened to see it, and felt that this expression was a little familiar, as if it was the kind that hid a secret, and glanced back at the fourth brother, is there a problem with the words of the fourth brother? He smiled and asked, "Sister, what did you think of?" ”

Shen Qingyi sighed a little and said: "Jia Jieshi has never married in his life, not with poetry as his wife, but with other arms. ”

Xiao Cong, Xiao Yan: "......? ”

There's another secret! Xiao Yan's eyes lit up suddenly, and he blurted out: "Could it be that Jia Jieshi still has secret thoughts, and he can't ask for it?" ”

If it was a clear love, it would have been known to the world for a long time. With the strength of the people of the Tang Dynasty who love poetry, and the love affair with famous poets is also relished, if the people of Jieshishan have a love affair, it is impossible to be unknown, unless it is an unknown secret thought.

"It's not contemplation." Shen Qingyi said.

Xiao Yanhe.

"The bird stays in the tree by the pool, and the monk knocks on the door under the moon." Shen Qingyi chanted this famous poem, and his eyes were slightly different, "This 'monk knock' is not a monk knock, it should be, Sun knock." As he spoke, he put a pen on the paper and left a word: Sun.

Xiao Cong, Xiao Yan: "......? ”

So this "monk" doesn't refer to Jia Langxian himself?

Grandchild? …… Which grandson?

Shen Qingyi said four words softly, "Sun Wen Jian Gong." ”

Brother and sister: !!

A look of astonishment.

There are several famous ministers of the Tang Dynasty who have the nickname "Wen Jian", but there is only one Wen Jian Gong surnamed Sun......

Prime Minister of Mu Zongchao, Sun Ning Sun Muqing, the sister of the head of the Sun family in Wu County, entered the political hall at the age of forty-five, and was promoted from the right secretary of the door to the left of the door for three years, and the second minister of the empire for five years.

This famous minister is also the most outstanding poetry critic in the Tang Dynasty, he emerged in poetry theory when he was young, and was respected by many poets, and was proud of her poetry commentary, and he was like the head of Tang poetry in his thirties, and a "Poetry in the World" became a model of Tang poetry, it is not surprising to say that Jia Langxian admired Sun Ning.

But what frightened Xiao Cong Xiao Yan was - when did this relationship begin? After all, Sun Xianggong is known as a self-cultivation gentleman in history, and he also has a reputation for dedication in his personal biography, if Jia Langxian is Sun Xianggong's extramarital affair, then he is a hypocrite who pretends to be famous, and with the character of Xiao Cong's brothers and sisters, he is quite despised.

Xiao Yan had a frightened expression on his face, "...... Sun, Sun Xianggong! She, she, has a husband, right? ”

This is nonsense, of course Sun Ning has a husband.

Xiao Cong raised his fist to cover his lips and coughed lightly.

Sun Ning's husband is the descendant of Langya Wang's family, and he has been with Sun Ning after marriage.

However, it is difficult to say about the marriage of a big family, not to mention that Sun Ning is obviously a family marriage, and most of the husband and wife are more righteous than affectionate, and the husband and wife are also family after a long marriage. Sun Ning is not in the Lang room, and she has no reputation outside, it may be her dedication to her husband, but it is also possible that she is not good at all, she is dedicated to politics and education, and the population of the back house is simple, but she has to be quiet.

Xiao Yan didn't think so much, just paid attention to whether this relationship was before or after marriage, if it was after marriage, her perception of Sun Xianggong would be lowered by a degree - although she was naughty, she had a clear heart and a pure character, although she had not yet established her own Tao due to the lack of Taoism, but she had unconsciously measured the personnel in the world with "righteousness", thinking that the ruler should hold a righteous heart and uphold the affairs of the world and should also be an example for the people of the world, and the virtue and position match, if the higher the status, the thinner the virtue, wouldn't it encourage the thin virtue to get a high position? If the upper hand is not right, the atmosphere of Datang will also become materialistic, rather than virtue and fame being revered.

Shen Qingyi lifted the pen and blackened the "Sun" on the paper, put down the pen and said that when Sun Ning and Jia Langxian knew each other, they had been married for three years.

That year, Sun Ning was serving as the assassin of Youzhou, Jia Langxian was a native of Youzhou, but because of the early death of his parents, he was depressed in his heart, and he became a monk with Master Yunyou when he was a teenager, and was taken back to Fanchuan Xiangji Temple, and then met with the hermit poet "Poetry Buddha" Wang Majie who often went to the temple to preach the scriptures and became a forgetful friend, because of his persuasion and thoughts, he just got rid of his monk and returned to Youzhou to return to the world, and Sun Ning met several times at the poetry meeting, and gradually got to know each other and fell in love.

Shen Qingyi said: "...... On that day, Jia Jieshi went to Yishui to visit poetry friends, and Qia Sun Xianggong was also a guest there, appreciating flowers and tasting poems. Late at night, Sun Xianggong went to his courtyard, wandered on the porch, and was only separated from him by the door, raised his hand to knock, and fell again, muttering repeatedly...... Do you push the door and go straight in, or do you knock on the door first and ask if it's okay? She pushed and knocked in her heart, tossing and turning countless times, and finally condensed into silent restraint and resolutely left. ”

Shen Qingyi said that the door was across Sun Ning's heart. There is a door in the heart, how can it be broken? Since then, it has been a love affair, and goodbye is a stranger.

Xiao Yan sighed in his heart, but he was even more amazed by Sun Xianggong's restraint.

If you change the amorous one, why not indulge in a night?

It's just that this "door" is Sun Xianggong's bottom line, which is the morality and responsibility of husband and wife, and it is also her respect for Jia Jieshi's feelings.

……

Cognitive Mind said: The door in Sun Ning's heart is her character and feelings, as well as her rationality and calmness.

The most sincere feelings are feelings that transcend love and possessiveness, and are respect for the feelings themselves and the personalities of both parties, which is the most rational calmness.

The purest feelings, without the two desires of love and sex, are the beginning of returning to the world to produce love, the yearning for the purest and most beautiful, so people who are truly pure in affection can achieve deep and quiet love in their state of mind.

This is the love to the depths of the love to nothing, not ruthless, but the feelings to the purest and most tranquil state, the heart does not have the slightest wave, it looks like ruthless.

Cognitive thought said, love is deep and quiet, in color. The same is true in the sky.

Sink in color. Desire to be out of the sky. Lust for the day.

Listen to "Boom! With a bang, the light curtain collapsed, and the mirage collapsed into thousands of points of light, and reclassified into the sea of knowledge.

Xiao Yan's spiritual platform was bright, and in an instant, his mind was out of his seat, and he entered the body, his body and mind were one, his eyes were opened, and he seemed to have an epiphany, smiling slightly.

Her expression is quiet, her eyes are empty, like the bright moon between the pines, on the clear spring stone, and there is a faint murmuring sound of flowing water, which is the quiet and calm of the Taoist heart, just like the artistic conception of "the bright moon and the pine shine, the clear spring stone is upstream", ethereal, clear, and quiet.

Her body suddenly dispersed, gathering into a wisp of clear qi into the lotus, and the clear jade color of the glazed lotus flower was purified again, and it became more and more colorless.

……

Xiao Yan opened his eyes and saw the clear blue sky and the fiery red azaleas, holding the letter box on his chest, and the moist earth under him, mixed with the fragrance of flowers and the smell of the earth, it was so vivid and real.

The retrospection of her years in the mirage is also real, but from the perspective of pure cognition, it is a pure material world composed of points, lines and planes, real and emotionless, quiet and without vividness, a being composed of the material world, but a ruthless and desireless nothingness.

The mirage retrospective not only made her aware of her feelings, but also allowed her to recognize the realm of existence and non-existence: the existence of the objective world, the world is quiet and non-existent; There is because of affection, but there is nothing because of quietness. However, the supreme affection and the supreme tranquility are not contradictory, but have reached unity in the two extremes. Therefore, the extreme affection is extremely quiet. This realization is her breakthrough color. The key to heaven.

She got up and raised her eyebrows and smiled, and after a few steps, she swept back to the Flying Goose Stone, put the letter box back on her bookcase, lifted it on her back, and swept down the mountain like a gale.

……

The people of Chunyang Peak are still quiet, the scenery of Emerald Lake is still the same, but Lu Daojun has not returned, and the Taoist waiter said that there will be about ten and a half days and a half to return.

Xiao Yan was anxious, and he couldn't wait to go back to Shennong Peak to see Shen Qingyi and confess his affection, but he couldn't stop seeking the Tao because he was anxious, and said goodbye to the preacher without saying goodbye, which was not only rude, but also a matter of heart and attitude.

Xiao Yan calmed down, practiced knives by the lake, meditated and vomited, and returned to a calm state of mind, but when he re-entered the Purple Mansion, he found a problem......

She didn't have the loophole of the emotional barrier in her previous Dao heart, and her mood returned to a quiet mind and was clearer, and she was naturally out of color. Desire, at this time she is emotionally refined. I want to be in the void realm, but I feel that I can't sink into it.

She had an insight into the broken color in the meditation. The method of wanting to be heavenly, with love to the deep color. Desire the sky, and to the depth of love and to the quiet out of the color. Desire the sky, but no sinking, how can you leave?

Hue. Lust is a virtual realm born of desire, and her heart is clear and empty, affectionate but ruthless, pure and true tranquility, just like a clear spring flowing on the stone, clear and natural, how to sink?

Xiao Yan sighed.

It's a real gain and a loss.

She can calm her mind and get rid of color. Desire the sky, but detachment is not a breakthrough, the state of mind from "sightseeing" to "fixed nothing", must be calm, and her tranquility is realized from sitting and forgetting, not the state of mind to experience tempering, pines and cypresses to experience the wind and snow is not withered is the cold branch, she into the color. Lust is the wind and snow that seeks the state of mind.

She's colored. Desire Heaven is to seek the opportunity to advance to the innate level, and at this time, the harmony of the Dao heart is because of the filling of the loopholes in the state of mind, not because of the improvement of the Dao realm.

Xiao Yan will not give up color. Wanting the sky, he will not stop his request for advice from Lu Daojun, but he must not let Shen Qingyi wait to suffer, and immediately open the bookcase to write a letter to Shen Qingyi.

When she left Yuan Heting, she said to Shen Qingyi, "It may be a few days, it may be a month or two", and now that a month has passed, even if she can't meet immediately to complain, she can also send a letter to let Shen Qingyi know her mind.

The letter was written quickly, and Lu Daojun's Taoist attendant was asked to send it over.

The letter is short.

"Lu Daojun asked me to look at the flowers, thousands of purples and thousands of reds, only you are the most beautiful. I sit and forget to see the true meaning of the heart, the Tao is deep and unhindered, and the reason is not afraid of the years. In my heart, I hope to join hands with each other, and I will love forever. ”

……

In the Yuanhe Garden, the leaves of the acacia trees are swaying and swaying.

In the study, Shen Qingyi's heart trembled like branches and leaves, and it was like a spring, splashing droplets.

She read the thin page of the letter again, and again and again, her bare hands between her brows, her palms covering her eyes, and her palms wet with tears.

After a long time, the stirring heart calmed down, and when he thought that the Taoist servant of the Pure Yang Residence was still waiting in the side hall to reply, he immediately took up the pen and dipped it in ink.

There are thousands of words in her heart, but only one sentence falls, and the ink is as thick as her affection.

- Know your mind, wait for your return.

……

A figure sits upright on the trestle.

Xiao Yan laughed when he read the letter, laughed and looked at it, over and over again.

The short sentence in the letter made her see the endless meaning.

There is no need to say much, the affection has come out through the pen, thick and fiery, gentle, and contains the calmness of affection.

- I'll wait for you, not in a hurry. Don't be in a hurry. We're going to have a long time.

Xiao Yan was full of joy.

In the early morning of the next day, he got up from the trestle bridge, still went to the alpine meadow to practice the knife, and returned to the Emerald Lake until the rising sun, and then opened the bookbox and took out a pen and paper to write a letter to Shen Qingyi, and still asked the Taoist attendant to send it over, and said a little shyly: This time I am not in a hurry to wait for a reply, and I can return after the letter is delivered.

The Taoist servant is very young, and he is taking care of the affairs in the Pure Yang Residence, although it is strange that the Wunian Sect Master does not need a messenger, but he still doesn't ask too much, and takes the letter away.

Xiao Yan has a communication talisman, which was given by Shen Qingyi, and the talisman has the positioning mark of Yuan Heting and Shen Qingyi's divine consciousness breath mark, and after it is issued, it will fly back to Yuan Heting. This kind of communication talisman is not expensive, because the rune is not complicated, ordinary rune paper can be carried, and after reading, the vitality in the talisman will dissipate and return to heaven and earth, and the damage to the vitality of heaven and earth is very small, and it will not be a pity to use a few more. Although she can use messengers, Xiao Yan is still used to writing letters. Writing a letter is different from a messenger, the penmanship is also her affection, the messenger, but it's just a rune paper, the letter can be read and read, but the rune paper is read and discarded.

She wrote this letter in no hurry, and the corresponding content was also detailed, saying that she constructed a mirage to sit and forget the process of observing the feelings and minds; Said that he realized the broken color. Lust for the Heavens...... If the love is pure and pure, it is not afraid of sinking...... said that he had gained and lost, and he needed to ask Lu Daojun for advice on how to solve the predicament.

After writing these causes and consequences, she stopped writing and looked up at the Emerald Lake, only to feel that her mood was as clear as the lake, and she was happy in the secluded and quiet, which was a different kind of tranquility, and she couldn't help but write again.

"The heart is like a lake of emerald color, and there is a different kind of joy in the quiet. Just because of you. I know what it means to be quiet. ”

The lips are smiling, and the eyes are clear and peaceful.

"Qingyi,"

She put down the pen and wrote these two words, only to feel a swing in her chest, this is the first time she called her name, her heart is happy and gentle, and naturally wrote: "I am pleased with you." ”

Xiao Yan still likes to use straightforward words to confess.

……

Shen Qingyi was wet with tears.

She misses her deepest and never tears, and she chokes on her heart with all kinds of lovesickness, and she doesn't want to be weak outside; At this time, he cried twice because of Xiao Yan's two confessions. She can endure the pain and endure, but she can't help but be happy.

After calming down, she read Xiao Yan's letter again.

She was already intelligent, her thinking was amazing, and after entering the Tao, she was no longer restrained, and her reasoning and insight ability was even worse than before...... However, it is not appropriate for her to say it.

She didn't want to put a little pressure on Xiao Yan.

It is more appropriate for Lu Daojun to say.

Shen Qingyi took up the pen and ink, said slowly, and said that it is more expensive than nature. The love is there, it won't flow away, just feel at ease and be enlightened; Speaking of looking at flowers, he said which flowers in Zhufeng were good and which ones he had seen, and asked Xiao Yan with a smile how many "thousands of purples and thousands of reds" he had seen......

She writes lovesick poems with affection to the bones, and can be lingering and compassionate, but when she writes letters, she is not directly exposed, but contained in ordinary words, and it is only ordinary to read.

……

Emerald Lakeside.

Xiao Yan still sat on the trestle and read the letter carefully.

While watching, I laughed, not laughing with joy, but smiling knowingly, and I watched it again and again, like pearl rice grains, and slowly chewed out a faint sweetness.

Compared with the bitter affection in the poem, the love in the letter seems to be shallower and lighter, but Xiao Yan feels that this is the affection of "the quiet spring is silent". Because of the depth and quiet.

……

The next day, she wrote a reply to Shen Qingyi.

said which peaks he went to and which flowers he saw; …… When I see every flower, I think of you.

The scenery is more beautiful.

People are more glamorous because of their feelings.

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