Zhang Daoyan didn't expect this guy to explain so calmly, and he was stunned.

Fu Qingfeng took a sip of tea, this set of tea sets was obtained by him "probationing" the prison warden in prison, I have to say that the corrupt officials are still very good, this tea is endless.

Looking at the stunned old man, Fu Qingfeng smiled and pointed to the stone chair: "The spiritual realm is quiet, why don't you stay?" There's no way around, so why not take a break? ”

Zhang Daoyan came back to his senses, did not speak, and watched the night gradually fade, and there were several small trees planted around the small pavilion in this small courtyard, growing greenly.

Sit down slowly, sighing in your heart.

His anxiety gave this man a glimpse.

The other party clearly lost his cultivation, but he couldn't relax at all.

This is a kind of gap in the realm of thinking, which has nothing to do with strength, and is a real "realm".

The night was blurry, Fu Qingfeng brought a lamp like a bean, and his face was faintly lit in the dim light.

The two sat and drank tea opposite each other like this, without saying a word, only a few small trees and a few small flowers next to the small pavilion were silent.

Fu Qingfeng finished drinking a cup, poured another one, and smiled at Zhang Daoyan:

"Are you satisfied?"

Zhang Daoyan nodded slowly, his old and resolute face like a lion was full of exhaustion:

"The tea is good."

This tea tasting was like opening the door, Zhang Daoyan stared into Fu Qingfeng's eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"You said it was for the common people?"

Fu Qingfeng blew the hot tea: "What the adults want, you might as well say it." ”

Zhang Daoyan hesitated for a moment and said his true intention:

"Hand over the Qingming Heaven and Earth to the imperial court, you can be pardoned for your sins, and the official will be subordinate to the three grades."

Really.

Fu Qingfeng is not surprised, this kind of good thing to eliminate pressure and resentment is the best way to control the people at the bottom.

He did not answer this request, but asked Zhang Daoyan a strange question:

"According to what adults see, how can you tell the difference between all living beings in the world?"

Zhang Daoyan asked, this leaping thinking really made this old-fashioned old man unable to adapt, but in order to stabilize the world, he still stubbornly said:

"The merits and demerits are worthy of evidence."

Fu Qingfeng shook his head, leaned over and dipped his fingers in a little dirt, and drew four small circles on the table without care, and said to himself:

"My lord's words are wrong, and the merits and demerits are judged by others, but they are really seen by individuals."

Zhang Daoyan didn't know what he meant, so he could only ask: "Then should it be reconciled?" ”

Fu Qingfeng looked at this old-fashioned and cute little old man, and pointed to the biggest circle:

"Most of the living beings in the world are neither directed nor capable for this, they are neither able nor able to bring them in life, they are not brought away in death, and they are nameless."

"The little weak monks, the poor mortals, all for this, account for more than ninety percent of all living beings, although they are mediocre, but they are the foundation of all things, there is no one else, Tianzun Dao Ancestor, but also a pavilion in the sky."

Without waiting for Zhang Daoyan to answer, Fu Qingfeng's finger moved down, pointed to the inner circle and said:

"The people in this layer have their own strengths, mortals have heavenly skills, monks have supernatural powers, such people are called 'skilled'."

"A skilled person is outstanding, and he has no worries in this life, but it doesn't stop there, all his life, mediocrity, bound by the world, and he doesn't know where to go, I call it 'no way'."

Fu Qingfeng didn't talk about the third lap, but jumped directly to the fourth:

"The people in this are skilled and Taoist, and they spend their lives searching up and down, and they have nothing outside their hearts, their bodies and bones are broken, and the words of the world cannot be moved."

"Those who have the avenue and have great achievements will come out of this kind of people, whose clear minds, their hearts are not moved by honor and disgrace, as long as the opportunity comes, they will turn into dragons, extraordinary, but they are also rare."

Zhang Daoyan pondered for this, and suddenly asked:

"What about the third group?"

The world is quiet, and the Huaiyang City market outside is already brightly lit, but the small courtyard is still quiet and miserable, only the flowers and grass and the moon are in pairs.

In addition to the flower and grass moon, there is a small pavilion, two people in the pavilion, one lamp is like a bean.

Fu Qingfeng drank all the tea in the cup, looked at Mingyue and said:

"The third type of people are the most terrifying, who know the arts, but they don't know how to become enlightened, so they are confused, they either lose their hearts, or they fall into madness, or they die."

"Such people are the most dangerous in the world."

Zhang Daoyan Mimi eyes:

"In your opinion, I am of three categories?"

Fu Qingfeng laughed and shook his head, his voice shook with green leaves:

"How can you deserve it, supporting death is a second-class pendulum."

His words were extremely disrespectful, but Zhang Daoyan asked with a calm face:

"I have adhered to loyalty and righteousness all my life, dedicated to the saints, and opened peace for the world, how can I have no way?"

Fu Qingfeng calmed his complexion, looked at the old man's face, and said softly:

"Because of this, adults are people who have no skills."

Zhang Daoyan was calm, his old face was neither sad nor joyful, and he looked like an ancient Buddha in the dim light: "Please teach me a lesson or two." ”

Fu Qingfeng smiled and stared at the indifferent eyes of the ancient well:

"My lord, but I only have the world in my heart?"

"Nature."

"That's the problem."

Zhang Daoyan closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

He vaguely understood what the other party was going to say......

Fu Qingfeng raised the teacup and said abruptly to Mingyue:

"To open the way to the saints, humanity has been established, and it is rooted in the world."

"In the long run, the order of the world has been established, and the people in the world have learned the truth of the world, but they are also bound by it."

"No matter how good the words of the sage are, no matter how wonderful the avenue of the world is, it is not as good as what I understand."

Turning his head to look at Zhang Daoyan: "The adults only have the world in their hearts, how can this be reasonable?" If you don't follow your heart and forget your self, isn't it the walking dead? ”

Zhang Daoyan was in a trance, but Fu Qingfeng pointed to the small tree next to the pavilion and said: "The small tree in front of the adult's courtyard is already covered by the pavilion. ”

A line of tears flowed from the old and determined face.

The woman followed him, not for money, but for his grace.

She doesn't want to wear gold and silver, and she doesn't want hosta snails.

Many times when she came back, she just watched his busy figure from afar in the house.

He had never taken care of her, and as time passed, his beautiful face gradually wrinkled, and his slender figure became bloated.

Her eyes ranged from admiration to bitter hatred.

On the day of the wedding, he held it very simply, few people came, and they were all close relatives and friends.

The two went to the cave house, and for the rest of their lives, Zhang Daoyan didn't even go to Wushan Yunyu with his wife.

One day, when he was tired from running a political business, he just raised his chopsticks, but found that there was no food served tonight.

When he entered the room and saw his wife's pale face, resentful eyes, and a plate of vegetables remaining in the pot, he suddenly realized that there was such a person in his life.

Familiar and unfamiliar, accompanied by a lifetime but never understood, sharing the same bed but each with their own hearts.

He silently buried her in front of the adobe house, and he dug a piece of ground for her.

Her funeral was also very simple, so simple that he was the only one present.

It turned out that the man had left everything but him behind.

But he forgot about her, and in the end, only one loquat tree was planted on her grave.

Fu Qingfeng looked at this sad old man who was stunned and sighed in his heart.

No matter who it is, as long as it is an intelligent creature with self-will, it is impossible to abandon oneself in doing things, even if it is a saint who suffers for the world, the Buddha who cuts meat and feeds eagles, must start from himself.

The saint has to realize his ambitions, and the Buddha has to realize his ambitions.

Whether they realize it or not, they must act for a reason, and that reason must come from themselves.

If someone really doesn't care about themselves, then there are only two situations - either they are crazy or they are forced.

Obviously, Zhang Daoyan was forced, and this forcing is the subtle cultivation of consciousness, which has formed his thinking mode, and it is difficult for him to realize it, and in the Nine Heavens Realm, there are probably few people who can realize it.

From the point of view of historical materialism, judging whether a person is righteous or evil depends on whether he can be concerned about the common people when he acts for himself.

It's all about ambition, how much can you contribute to society?

What determines this ambition is experience, education, and the height of thinking and cognition.

The so-called people who are detached from low-level tastes are like this.

Of course, in this Nine Heavens Realm, if you want these god-like monks to worry about ants that can crush a piece of ice with their hands, it is a bit impossible, and there is no way, this is a hierarchical super world after all, and the gap between different cultivation lives can be regarded as creatures of two dimensions, and naturally it cannot be compared in the same society.

Zhang Daoyan slowly opened his eyes and said sincerely:

"Taught."

Fu Qingfeng treated him indifferently, as a prisoner, he was courteous to the prime minister, and he was not polite.

He woke up this person to be lost, which can be described as the grace of preaching, the grace of preaching among monks, which can be called re-creating parents, and it is reasonable for Zhang Daoyan to kowtow to him.

"But," Zhang Daoyan changed his words, "What does the matter of Qingming Tiandi have to do with this?" ”

Fu Qingfeng was helpless in his heart, and he knew that this old Bi Deng would not give up.

can only continue to exert the power of the mouth cannon:

"There are many mediocre people in the world and few dragons and phoenixes, although the world is still led by dragons and phoenixes, that is, the people are calmed, and the internal affairs are chaotic, and sooner or later it will be difficult to escape the reason for decline."

"What's more, even if it is given to adults, it is just to let the people live a reasonable life in dire straits, if the adults are really for the common people in the world, how can they make such foolish words? The so-called peaceful plan of the people is just an adult deceiving himself. ”

Zhang Daoyan was silent, he didn't know.

He sighed, "What can I do?" Jiang Yun rebelled together, and I am afraid that more than half of the dead and wounded of the Winning Dynasty can only take this method first, and temporarily survive for a while. ”

Fu Qingfeng sneered: "Good birds choose trees to perch, why don't you let this saint change the world?" At that time, the world will preach praises, and the merits will be complete, how can it be compared to such a corrupt king's vein and resentful ministers? ”