Jiankang as soon as it enters May or June or so, it is particularly like rain, it is rare that the weather is better for a few days, this morning to get up, the weather will be gray, sure enough, now it is raining outside again, but fortunately, the rain is not very heavy, the drizzle is continuous, the world in the distance seems to have a layer of fog, blurring people's vision; It seems that the Jiangnan woman is wearing a light veil, looking at the flowers in the fog, which looks particularly wonderful, and she seems to feel that her sense of existence is too strong, so she collects some of her charm and makes the rain smaller.

Feeling that the rain outside was not very heavy, and it was not the kind of particularly dense spring rain, Liu Dashao didn't do too much hypocrisy, and saw that the great monk Hui Ke didn't go out with rain gear, and he followed the great monk Hui Ke out without saying a word.

Monk Hui Ke explained that there was not much on the road, and there would be a small alley with umbrellas and the like that that were not easy to unfold, and it was useless to think about it for a while, Liu Dashao nodded and expressed understanding.

Liu Yin'er wanted to follow, but was stopped by Liu Yifu, and her third brother Liu Zhenzhi was also persuading, saying that Liu Yifu would come back soon, and the little girl gave up the idea of wanting to go out with her, just puffing out her mouth and clasping her hands, expressing her little emotions.

It can be seen that the little girl is a little depressed, Liu Yifu also smiled in her heart, and didn't go too much to consol her, and the little girl naturally forgot about this stubble after finding something fun by herself.

Liu Zhenzhi learned what Liu Yifu was thinking, I was afraid that she would make a fuss about Liu Yifu's accusation of her sister's "careful eyes", Liu Yin'er's non-grudge is to divide people, just this matter, she is at most angry with Liu Yifu, and her brothers are afraid that they will be remembered for three or five days, in short, get used to it......

Hui Ke monk and Liu Yifu walked out of the gate of the warehouse to the right for a while, and then turned into a small alley, the road in the alley is paved with bluestone, piece by piece, the ground is opened, under the infiltration of rainwater, the high walls on both sides have a claustrophobic feeling, the bluestone road is actually not narrow, under normal circumstances, there is no problem in accommodating two people side by side, but the two are still one after the other, the big monk leads the way in front, and Liu Yifu follows behind.

Liu Yifu sighed for a long time, this kind of bluestone alley has rarely been seen in later generations, especially the bluestone alley in the Jiangnan area, many have become a gimmick to boast of historical monuments to attract tourists, in fact, I don't know how many times it has been demolished and renovated, black tiles and white walls, but it is a forgery of whitewashing, some boats are driven on the tortuous Jiangnan waterway, on the bright side is a canopy boat holding a penny or rocking a oar, in fact, there is a small electric motor underneath, which is simply a big scenery.

Looking at the small alley he passed by, Liu Yifu still thought of Yongxiang for no reason, of course, it was not that he didn't expect the lilac girl who entered the textbook......

Speaking of which, Yongxiang didn't have much political significance at the beginning, it was a place where palace maids and concubines lived, perhaps because the environment was suitable, and then it slowly became a place to hold palace maids and concubines who committed crimes.

Liu Dashao has not been to the Jiankang Palace, nor has he seen the Yongxiang of the Jiankang Palace, but he has been to the Forbidden City, and the narrow passage on both sides of the Qianqing Palace is said to be the Yongxiang of the Ming and Qing dynasties, and the general feeling is like this. After all, the Forbidden City is where the royal family is located, and it must be a hundred times stronger than this small alley built by the people.

The road in the middle of Yongxiang is actually not narrow, that is, the walls on both sides, the high ones make people desperate, it seems that the walls on both sides will force the middle, suppressing hope into despair, and it is so depressing that people can't breathe.

Of course, Liu Yifu mentioned those scenes, not to be thick with the past and the present, some places are still very well preserved, but some things, no matter how well they are renovated, are just a hanging, no longer have their original meaning, just like Yongxiang, lost their original use, and more is left with a building, or rather, a symbol.

The palace of the Forbidden City is luxuriously repaired, and the sword of Damocles in Yongxiang is so oppressive that every woman in the palace is breathless; These roads on the ground are a little cracked, but they will have more meaning, stepping on the bluestone footsteps on the road made a dull "click" sound, the two of them passed through the alley one after the other, and the scenery in front of them suddenly opened up.

The place where the two men walked out was a street, lined with shops on both sides, and the open-air stalls that stood out were hidden under umbrellas.

The rain is not heavy, the pedestrians on the street are too anxious, the bustling is a little leisurely, this place is not like the prosperous place of Jiankang, one after another, the clothes are in the shade, and the sweat is as exaggerated as the rain, but it is definitely prosperous, enough to show the elegance of Jiankang.

The great monk walked in front, Liu Yifu followed behind, walking and walking, Liu Yifu suddenly aimed at a familiar looking back, so Liu Dashao stopped and looked at this back carefully, thinking about where he had seen this person.

After a while, the man turned half of his body, leaking out of the side face, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old man, with his hair tied, looked quite honest, but his appearance was the opposite, this person stood in front of a building that looked like a place of fireworks, hesitating left and right, Liu Yifu recognized it, this person was Liu Muzhi's second son Liu Shizhi.

Hui Ke turned his head and saw what Liu Yifu was observing, and as he looked over, he couldn't help but be a little stunned when he saw that he was staring at the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, and then he heard Liu Yifu's voice coming:

"There is also a place for fireworks near the Buddhist temple? Won't it affect the cultivation of the masters? Liu Yifu's tone was full of ridicule.

Hui Ke was not annoyed, and after reciting the Buddha name, he said slowly:

"Color is emptiness, emptiness is color."

"Hahaha......" Liu Yifu suddenly laughed, and bent down with laughter, but he didn't expect to be educated by the other party with his own words, so he said,

"'The knot is in the human realm, and there is no noise of cars and horses. How can you ask you? The heart is far away from itself. That's the reason. ”

Liu Yifu got up and caught a glimpse of Liu Shizhi's figure was gone, and it seemed that most of them had gone in, and then motioned to Monk Hui Ke to continue to lead the way.

The two are now side by side, and Hui Ke heard Liu Yifu's verses, so he said:

"It seems that Xiao Langjun admires Tao Yuanliang a lot, and this poem was made by him in seclusion, which is very consistent with my Buddhist teachings."

Liu Yifu was stunned for a moment, and then he knew that Tao Yuanming had already made this poem, but Liu Yifu didn't plan to copy this poem again, but he just thought it was appropriate, and subconsciously quoted it.

However, since Tao Yuanming has already written this poem [1], there is no need to pretend that others have done it, so he just took Tao Yuanming as an example of a chestnut and "sprayed" with the great monk, so Liu Yifu said with a smile: "Mr. Wuliu's poem does have the idea of being born and has far-reaching intentions, but it is not a complaint that you can't ask for." ”

"What's the explanation?" Hui Ke was a little curious, he knew Tao Yuanming, and he also understood why Tao Yuanming would live in seclusion directly, it was nothing more than how difficult the world was, and he was powerless to change it.

"Confucianism pays attention to 'being poor is good for oneself, and attainment is good for the world', in my opinion, Mr. Wuliu can completely do the latter, the Tao family is noble, but he doesn't think about how to change the world, why is Mr. Wuliu so far?"

"Knowing you can't do it?"

"Knowing that it can't be done," Liu Yifu said with a particularly resolute face, "If there is a point of heat, a point of light, it will make it like a firefly, and it can also emit a little light in the dark, and you don't have to wait for the torch."

After a pause, Liu Yifu said, "...... After that, if there is no torch, I am the only light. Liu Yifu immediately thought silently in his heart, Brother Xun, I'm sorry, this sentence Liu Yifu really wants to say, and it also represents his attitude in this life, some things can be compromised, and some things must not be compromised!

In the same way, the shock brought to the great monk was indeed extraordinary, and Hui Ke muttered to himself as if he had been fixed:

"If there is no torch after that, I am the only light." The great monk Hui Ke looked ahead, lost his mind for a long time, and after coming back to his senses for a while, he looked at Liu Yifu with something inexplicable in his eyes.

"The servant still admires Mr. Wuliu very much, his poems have reached the realm of selflessness, and the servant can't reach it."

"What is self and what is selfless?".

"'The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon.' There is my realm too. 'Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain. 'Selflessness also. There is my realm, I look at things, so everything is my color. In the realm of selflessness, we look at things with things, so we don't know what is me and what is things. The ancients were words, and there were many people who wrote about the realm of me, but they could not write the realm of selflessness at the beginning. Liu Yifu still put this poem in a very high position and patted Tao Yuanming's ass.

After a pause, Liu Yifu ignored the monk Huike, who was already a little shocked and sluggish, and continued to say to himself:

"The environment is not only the scenery. Joy, anger and sorrow are also a realm in people's hearts. Therefore, those who can depict real scenes and true feelings are said to have a realm. Otherwise, there is no boundary. Observe things with things, so I don't know what is me and what is things. The ancients were words, and there were many people who wrote about the realm of me, but they could not write the realm of selflessness at the beginning. ”

After hearing this, the great monk immediately bowed and said:

"Lang Jun is talented, and he admires him to the extreme."

Liu Yifu immediately said modestly "False praise and false praise", although he said so, he was still very happy in his heart. Then Liu Dashao thought about it, since the atmosphere is set here, it is better to play a big game, so he said to Hui Ke:

"The servant can understand what Mr. Goyanagi means, so in that case, let's sing and respond with a song."

I saw Liu Yifu walking forward in a chic manner, pacing slowly, walking a few steps and singing a poem, Hui Ke heard it, it was Yuefu's tune "Difficult to Walk", the content was naturally Liu Yifu's "himself" lyrics, and then sang it in Yuefu tune:

"The golden bottle of sake is worth ten thousand, and the jade plate is worth ten thousand dollars."

The smoke and rain are misty, and the figure is wet.

"I can't eat when I stop throwing cups, and I draw my sword and look around."

Yan Yang roars and sings, and there is a sound.

"If you want to cross the Yellow River and the ice and the river, you will climb the snow-covered mountains in Taihang."

The mind is dazed and the emotions are excited.

"Come and fish on the Bixi, and suddenly take a boat to dream of the sun."

Old trees bloom and bloom late.

"It's hard to walk, it's hard to walk, it's too divergent, where are you today?"

"There will be times when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea."

One question and one answer, transcend the bitterness, the road ahead is difficult, but you can still ride the long wind and break the waves, hang the cloud sail, cross the sea, and reach the other side of the ideal.

Monk Hui Ke listened to the more and more passionate tunes, mainly the content of Liu Yifu's singing, and he opened his mouth wide and lost his voice in complete shock.

After chanting, Liu Yifu turned around and opened his arms, bent his elbows, hugged his arms in front of him, and said to Monk Huike:

"This is the boy's response to Mr. Goyanagi's 'drinking'."

……

"There will be times when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea." On the second floor, there was a woman dressed in a cyan straight dress looking at the small dot downstairs, saying these two sentences repeatedly, for a long time, she suddenly laughed, as if she could make a hundred flowers bloom, quite moving, and said to herself: "It seems that Ah Di is going to be famous all over the world." ”

……

Liu Yifu's heart was beating fast, and after thinking about it, his performance in front of him was still good, he could play ninety, ten points out of ten, so-so beyond his expectation of eighty points, so Liu Dashao turned around with satisfaction and continued to walk forward.

Walking and walking, Liu Dashao suddenly felt a little regretful, he thought about Tao Yuanming's influence, mainly because of the power established by the Tao family's Kuang support Jin room, it seems that he can't touch porcelain at will, and his half-show attitude is likely to hurt Tao Yuanming and the Tao family.

Liu Dashao is not afraid of Tao Yuanming's comeback political suppression or something, he mostly disdains it, but he is afraid that when Tao Yuanming writes a whole poem saying that he is fame and fortune or something, and then he will be in trouble for a whole "It's been an hour, it's not necessarily good" or something, then he will be in trouble, and the Tao family has become a big family from Tao Kan, and he can still exert influence on power, and his father is mainly wooing these scholars, and the Tao family is now starting to delegate power does not mean that they can't return to the center of power...... However, Tao Yuanming is unlikely, but it doesn't mean that the rest of the Tao family can't, if they misinterpret my meaning and think that I want to step on Tao Yuanming's upper position......

The more Liu Dashao thought about it, the more ashamed he became, and he walked faster and faster, but the voice of the great monk Huike came from behind:

"Xiao Langjun is going to go forward, that grain merchant is here."

Liu Yifu stumbled and almost fell.

……

Note: [1] Tao Yuanming wrote this poem around 417 AD, which is different from the time when the protagonist is now, and for the needs of the plot, this poem was published in advance.