Song Zhishu was a little surprised, why did all of a sudden, there was an extra Confucian righteousness?

"This?"

After fifteen years of silent writing, there are six Confucian righteousness, and now just by giving away a paper umbrella, there is a Confucian righteousness.

"No, it's not one, it's about halfway, which is equivalent to saving a year of silent writing, what's going on?"

Song Zhishu realized carefully, he carefully recalled everything that had just happened, and a paper umbrella saved a year of silent writing, which was really a little surprising.

To open a jade box, it takes ten Confucian righteousness, and there are six and a half at the moment, and according to this trend, the first jade box can be opened soon.

It's just that Song Zhishu is curious about why giving away a paper umbrella can get half-Confucian righteousness.

"Charity?"

This is the first place that Song Zhishu thought of, the core of Confucianism is benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith, what he has just done belongs to benevolence, for a mortal, the immortal cultivator is high.

No one will care what an ant does, they only think about the result, it stands to reason that if the letter is wet, how many words will be said, if the letter is important, a scolding is indispensable, if the temper comes up, go to Jinling Post Station, only a few simple words, you can make the other party derelict in their duties.

This is also the reason why the other party is a little panicked.

"People-oriented, humane care."

Song Zhishu chewed on this sentence carefully.

"It seems that my conjecture should be correct, the five constants of Confucianism can increase Confucian righteousness."

Song Zhishu showed joy.

Just now, he was still thinking hard about how to obtain Confucian righteousness, but he didn't think of a small thing that made him understand how to obtain Confucian righteousness.

"Do good deeds and accumulate Confucian righteousness?"

Determine the method, Song Zhishu let out a long breath, this may be the impermanence of life, accept the facts one moment, intend to wait for another fifteen years, and know the solution the next moment.

This feeling made Song Zhishu extremely happy.

Now that there is a method, Song Zhishu no longer hesitates, it is pouring rain outside, I am afraid that many people will get wet, if I buy some paper umbrellas and give them to pedestrians, wouldn't the ten Confucian righteousness be obtained casually?

Thinking of this, Song Zhishu set off directly.

However, Song Zhishu still opened the letter in his hand and took a look at it first.

The letter has been wet, placed in front of the desk, and carefully removed.

It was Li Qingzhou's reply.

I don't know why, if it was yesterday, receiving such a letter, Song Zhishu would feel very nervous and excited, but now Song Zhishu is a little calm.

Perhaps the reason for the nervousness and excitement is the fear of rejection, and many things are most likely wishful thinking.

But now it's different, he owns the Holy Tower, and the future is promising, even if Senior Sister Qingzhou rejects him, Song Zhishu is not uncomfortable.

Of course, it is impossible to say that there is no tension at all.

"Whew."

Song Zhishu let out a breath, and then looked at the letter.

Well, it's very simple, the words written by Senior Sister Qingzhou are as ugly as ever, not only that, she is still illiterate, there is not a single word written on it, it is simply a fork.

The meaning is very clear, don't agree, this is very in line with the behavior of Senior Sister Qingzhou.

It's a little uncomfortable.,And a little bit I don't know what to say.,Childhood sweethearts and marriage contracts didn't expect to be rejected.。

"Indeed, I have already practiced qi at the fourth level, and the future is promising, in comparison, I am only at the second level of qi training, as a man is not as good as a woman, this is a shameful thing in itself, if it were me, I would not agree."

Song Zhishu comforted himself and enlightened himself, but fortunately, he had a pagoda and was not so uncomfortable.

It's just an unexpected and reasonable thing.

Put the letter aside, Song Zhishu has always disliked being emotionally affected by women, there is a good saying, you can break the situation without love.

Cleaning up his mood, Song Zhishu left the house.

The heavy rain was pouring down, it looked scary, if it weren't for Confucian righteousness, Song Zhishu would never have gone out.

For the sake of Confucian righteousness.

Song Zhishu didn't ramble, and went to the grocery store to buy twenty paper umbrellas.

In order to effectively send the paper umbrella out, Song Zhishu did not choose to stay in the monk area, he went to the East City, which was surrounded by mortals, and the paper umbrella was of little value, and it did not mean much to the monks.

It is better to give it to ordinary people, and it will be more helpful to them, especially some women and children.

So.

About two hours.

All twenty paper umbrellas were given away by Song Zhishu, but they did not condense a lot of Confucian righteousness as expected.

Especially in the end, there is no trace of Confucian righteousness, so it is better to write the article silently.

Under the eaves of the East City Street.

Song Zhishu frowned slightly, a little puzzled and a little curious.

"The paper umbrella given before does have some Confucian righteousness, but compared with the previous messenger, it is indeed a lot less."

"Twenty paper umbrellas, adding up to only half of Confucianism."

"What's the problem?"

Song Zhishu was a little puzzled, and he really didn't understand.

In the streets, the people were in a hurry, and the sudden heavy rain did disturb the silence of the area.

Song Zhishu stood under the eaves, thinking quietly.

After a long time, the heavy rain did not mean to stop in the slightest, and Song Zhishu gradually figured it out.

"Although I am doing good deeds, but my original intention has changed, before me, from the heart, to help the messenger, but after I perceive that it is profitable, I will do good deeds, although I can still be recognized, but this is not from the heart."

"In the inner chapter of Zhuangzi, it is recorded in the third section of the health master, there is no near name for good, and there is no near punishment for evil."

"This may be the reason why Confucian righteousness has not been obtained."

Song Zhishu thought to himself in his heart, and he felt that this statement was very reasonable.

Of course, the help given by the gift of paper umbrellas is not special, and it is nothing compared to the situation of the messenger, mainly according to the situation of the other party.

"After all, I still don't understand Confucianism and Taoism."

"There is a academy in Mingyue City, but the tuition fee is quite expensive, and I was reluctant to go in the past, mainly because I didn't think it was meaningful, but now that I got the pagoda, I shouldn't save this money."

Song Zhishu said secretly in his heart.

There are very few traces of Confucianism in the monk world, most of them are active in the dynasty and the people, after all, this is the Taihao Immortal Sect, even if there are Confucian disciples, it is difficult to find, and most people don't care about this at all.

There is a academy in the ancient city, which specializes in teaching people to read and write, and provides it to the descendants of monks, and the cost is not low, after all, this is a place for cultivating immortals, and the environment determines everything.

With two spirit stones a year, Song Zhishu was naturally reluctant.

But now it's different, in order to clearly know the situation of Confucianism, he has to come out with these two spirit stones.

Make up your mind.

Song Zhishu went straight to the academy, but soon learned an unfortunate news.

The dean of Mingyue Academy left temporarily today, just a few hours ago, when it was just raining, I didn't know what happened, I left in a panic, and took some students with me.

In other words, there is no one in charge of the academy, and according to the other party's wishes, it will take at least half a month or so for the dean to come back.

This is a coincidence.

"Look, I'll go to Jinling City tomorrow."

Song Zhishu was not verbose, the rain was indeed very heavy, he didn't want to stay outside, so he left for it directly.

When he returned home, Song Zhishu was already soaked, and after he gave all the paper umbrellas to pedestrians, he didn't leave them, and he didn't bother to buy them, so he simply went home directly.

This trip out is a bit rewarding but not much.

Wiping the rain on his body at will, Song Zhishu came to the desk and took out a worn-out ash bag, which is a storage bag, with little space, equivalent to a burden.

An emerald green jade pen, five low-grade spirit stones, a few spirit runes, plus an entry order, and a few bottles of the most inferior elixir, used to detoxify and heal injuries, in case of emergency.

This is Song Zhishu's wealth, fifteen years of accumulation, this is it, it is a shame to say it.

You must know that other monks, even low-level monks who are like themselves, have at least seventy or eighty spirit stones in deposit, and there are many hundred, except for some who are willing to fall, otherwise they will basically not be so poor.

"I hope to open the jade box as soon as possible, otherwise, according to this situation, I will only get poorer and poorer."

Song Zhishu thought in his heart.

At that moment, there was another knock on the door.

"Who's coming for me at this time?"

Song Zhishu was a little curious, he got up and opened the door, and it was Su Wanyun who was wearing a light red dress with a smile in his eyes.

"Senior Sister Su?"

Song Zhishu was a little curious, how could it be her.

"Senior Brother Song, great news, Senior Sister Qingzhou is back, and she has broken through to the fifth layer of Qi training, and now she is registering in the Recording Hall, after today, Senior Sister Qingzhou will be a miscellaneous disciple."

Su Wanyun spoke, her face full of joy.

"Coming back?"

"Fifth layer of Qi training?"

Song Zhishu was a little surprised, he didn't know that Li Qingzhou was back, and what he didn't expect was that she had really broken through to the fifth layer of Qi training.

This is a watershed, as long as you reach the fifth layer of Qi training, you can obtain the status of a miscellaneous disciple, although it is still the bottom, it is indeed different.

Not only can you get better exercises, but you can also take on some better sect tasks, and a random return is more than a dozen spirit stones, which is indeed a small class leap in comparison.

"Senior Brother Song doesn't know?"

The latter opened his mouth and looked at Song Zhishu with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"It's really not clear, but Senior Sister Qingzhou is indeed very talented, which is a good thing."

Song Zhishu opened his mouth indifferently, but there was a feeling in his heart that he couldn't say anything, it wasn't that the other party's achievements surpassed him, but that he had known him for so long and didn't even say a word about the notice, which was indeed a little uncomfortable.

"Senior Brother Song."

"Everyone has their own ambitions, junior sister has no other meaning, some things are already doomed, instead of being entangled, it is better to make a good choice."

"Instead of cultivating immortals alone, it is better to choose a Taoist companion, who can not only cultivate immortals and ask questions, but also enjoy the bliss of the world."

"My cousin, indeed, is really good, do you want to see each other? If you don't think so, think about it again? ”

Su Wanyun spoke, it was obvious that the purpose of her coming over this time was to be a matchmaker.

Song Zhishu couldn't help but smile bitterly.

I am poor and white, why do I have to tell myself as a matchmaker?

It's just that I don't know why, maybe it was really affected, Song Zhishu didn't say a word of refusal, and Su Wanyun came to the door in person, so it was not good to hurt face.

So he sighed.

"Okay, let's see each other, but I still don't have much will."

Song Zhishu opened his mouth, he could see it, but he didn't have much idea.

"Okay, it doesn't matter if there is a result or not, then see you tomorrow in Changchun Tower."

"Senior sister farewell."

Su Wanyun smiled, and left quickly after saying this.

Looking at Su Wanyun who was leaving, Song Zhishu was indeed a little puzzled, he was not a character in Mingyue City, he was featureless, why did he keep telling himself about matchmaking?

It's a bit weird, indeed.

Some don't understand.

It's just that Song Zhishu didn't have the heart to dwell on these things, he closed the door and planned to write the Confucian scriptures silently.