Chapter 3 A Desert Village, A Glass of Water at the Intersection of Life and Death 3
Xue Wenhou shook his head, sat down weakly, and muttered in his mouth: "The descendants are not filial! The descendants are not filial! Even this last bit of family business can't be kept......"
Lin Hu and the three looked at each other, wanting to ask but not knowing how to speak.
Seeing the appearance of the three of them, Xue Wenhou apologized: "I'm really sorry to make the three little brothers laugh! That is my brother's wife just now." My brother was in business in the county, and his family was the richest man in the village. The acres of land I used to support myself were also rented from his family. My parents were seriously ill at an early age, and the last of the family's possessions were gone, and now only this empty house remains. They always wanted to buy it. Alas, I want to study the scriptures hard, carve Confucianism and Taoism, and seek the Qi family to rule the country and level the world. But now she is going to be called and drunk by an ignorant woman all day long, and she threatens her. It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous!"
Xue Wenhou laughed miserably a few times, hid his face and sighed.
Lin Hu nodded and comforted softly: "Brother Xue, it doesn't have to be like this. All life is suffering, and all thoughts are delusional. Everyone has a different bond. This fetters are both restraints and motivation! Brother Xue has cultivated Confucianism hard, and sooner or later he will have a ...... of success."
"Life is all suffering, all thoughts are delusional, fetters, bound ......" Xue Wenhou smacked his words in a low voice, his face was sluggish, and he fell into deep thought.
Lin Hu also sighed in his heart:
The purpose of cultivating oneself is to seek leisure, but who can truly enjoy the world?
It is said that the heart has nothing to worry about and is at peace with what happens, but who can really have no desires and no desires?
Everyone lives in the world with his own bonds.
His fetters are his father, his mother, the people of the palace, the Xixi Hu, and the brothers and uncles on Shu Mountain; his father, the hero who looks down on the world, also said three wishes to himself, and those are naturally the fetters in his heart; Ah Hu, who is silent, has never mentioned to himself why he has such a heavy murderous aura at such a young age, what he has experienced, why he came to Shu Mountain to cultivate swords, these may also stem from his fetters.
These fetters are the greatest constraints to human life, and they are also the reason and sustenance for human life.
For this Xue Wenhou, this big mansion, the glorious past of his ancestors, is his fetters, but also his shackles and sustenance.
He wants to keep the only remaining ancestral property and maintain the last dignity of the ancestors of the Xue family, but it happens that these are firmly binding him and making him unable to move, he yearns for the outside world, yearns for Linzi, but he can't even get out of Jinshi Village.
Lin Hu didn't know how to persuade him, he couldn't help but think that if it was his father who encountered this kind of predicament, how would he deal with it?
Father, he should have set fire to this big house, stepped out of the door to ask for the avenue, laughed and said: "The past is glorious, the future of the Xue family starts with me!"
Lin Hu couldn't help but be a little excited, but unfortunately, in this world, there is only one general king. This Xue Wenhou can't become a general.
He looked at Xue Wenhou, who was still sitting on the chair talking to himself, and gently pulled Xixi and Wan Tuhu, and the three of them went to the back house.
......
Early the next morning, Lin Hu and the three of them got up, packed up, and came to find Xue Wenhou to say goodbye. But after searching the whole house, I couldn't find him.
Lin Hu saw that the hoe that was originally placed in the courtyard was also missing, and after thinking about it, Brother Xue must have gone to the ground, and he didn't know where his land was, and of course it was inconvenient to find him.
"Dabao, this Brother Xue is in such an embarrassing situation, should we leave some money for him?" asked Xixi.
Lin Hu shook his head and said, "Xixi, Brother Xue wants money, and selling this ancestral mansion can naturally allow him to worry about food and clothing, and concentrate on studying and cultivating Confucianism." He did not do this and chose to work hard to farm early and return late to support himself, which naturally had his pride and persistence. Brother Xue is warm and frank, we can't do this if we treat him as a friend. ”
Xixi nodded as if she didn't understand.
Lin Hu thought for a while, found a piece of paper, and wrote:
"Brother Xue is like a face!
We couldn't find Brother Xue, so we had to rush on the road. Leave a letter, and I hope Brother Xue will forgive me for the rudeness. Brother Xue is enthusiastic, frank and backbone, I can't help but make me wait, I hope to see you again in the future! I believe that with Brother Xue's diligence, sooner or later, I will be able to hear Brother Xue's name in the Dongqi School Palace!
As the so-called:
Thousands of hammers chiseled out of the deep mountains,
The fire burns as if it were idle.
There will be times when the wind and waves will be long,
Straight to the clouds and sails into the sea.
Lin Hu, Xixi, and Wan Tuhu bid farewell. ”
After writing it, Lin Hu left the letter in the main hall, packed it up, and led the carriage out of Xue's mansion with Xixi and Wan Tuhu, properly closed the door, and left.
In the morning, the village is much more lively, some people squat at the door to wash, others are carrying hoes and preparing to go to the ground, and you can faintly hear the noise of the long and short streets. There was a burst of smoke, but it was too much more popular than last night.
Lin Hu and the three of them rarely came to such a place full of worldly popularity, and they couldn't help but look around curiously.
The people in the village looked at these three people with some curiosity and wariness.
The three of them led the carriage, and Shi Shiran walked in the morning village, but this night's experience made the three fledgling teenagers have some different feelings.
The one who touched me the most was of course Lin Hu.
In this life, what he wants is to be at ease. His sword path is the Great Freedom Immortal Sword Dao!
Accommodate the people of the world, accommodate the things of the world, enter and exit without hindrance, and advance and retreat freely.
This was his ambition when his sword intent was fulfilled.
How to live forever?
Do you have to go through all these red dusts in order to truly seek great freedom and freedom?
Lin Hu couldn't help but say in his heart.
The three of them soon returned to the entrance of the village, Lin Hu looked up again at the "Jinshi and the first" archway, and couldn't help but shake his head, this archway was not too clear last night, see you today, it is indeed a little too old! This archway is like a heavy shackle. Perhaps, the reason why the Xue family is not as good as the next generation, and it has reached this point now is because no one can break this shackle that binds them!
Looking back at the Xue Mansion, which was no longer visible, Lin Hu couldn't help but feel sorry for the friend he had just met.
The three got into the car and were about to urge the horses to leave.
Suddenly, I heard a person running in the distance, shouting as he ran: "Slow down!
It seems to be Brother Xue's voice. "Xixi Road.
Lin Hu looked back, and sure enough, it was Xue Wenhou!
The hoe in his hand no longer knew where to throw it, and at this moment, holding a dilapidated rattan box, he rushed towards the three of them!
The three stopped the carriage and stood still.
Xue Wenhou ran to the three of them, took a breath and said, "I don't know where the three of them are going?"
Lin Hu seemed to have thought of something, and said with some surprise: "Of course it's going to Linzi, the capital of Qi!"
Xue Wenhou also smiled: "Can the Eastern Qi Jixia School Palace be in Linzi?"
"Of course! One of the five holy places, the temple of Confucianism and Taoism in the world, Confucius, Mengzu, Xunzu, countless great Confucians, and countless Confucians, used to be the place where they are now teaching!
Xue Wenhou raised his head and laughed: "Not bad, yes! That's right there! The three little brothers stayed at my house for a night, but I didn't receive a penny! Then give me a ride and take me to Linzi, it's not too much!"
Lin Hu also smiled: "Of course it's not too much." Brother Xue, please!"
Xue Wenhou took it as a reckless, collected the hem of his robe, and sat in the car.
Lin Hu and the three of them also looked at each other and smiled, and followed into the car.
"Brother Xue, have you really thought about it?"
"I've thought about it! In the morning, I returned everything to my sister-in-law's house, and said that I would leave the village to go to Linzi to study and learn!\"
"Then Brother Xue, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to keep this ancestral mansion if you leave?"
"Brother Hu, you're right, these are all fetters and bonds. In order to revive the Xue family, I have to break these shackles first! If the house is gone, it will be gone, and the pride of my Xue family is in my heart! I will not be discouraged, and the Xue Mansion will always be there! When I return, it will be the time for my Xue Mansion to be revitalized!"