It rained all the time, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

On the way back from the three dojos, Li Quzhi asked, "Miss Yuan, what happened to the old Confucian in the story you told yesterday?"

Yuan Yifei replied softly: "The old Confucian finally drove the crane west. His realm is indeed a step higher than the White Lotus Sect's Ren Self Cultivation, but there is an essential difference between being able to fight and being able to kill. At that time, the old Confucian was determined to suppress the killing and let me cultivate, so he integrated the small world of the human body at the peak of the seventh realm of the true realm and the great dome of heaven and earth, and then used the twelve books to build a small world like a saint, which was a great magical power that only the eighth realm could have. ”

"Once there is a saint's small world, I can't escape from it no matter what, only to break the small world. Ren I cultivated was originally the seventh realm to return to the true realm, and at that time, I worked hard, using the White Lotus secret technique Blood Demon Slash, plus the old Confucian forcibly raised his own realm into the pseudo-eight realms, hurting the root of the Great Dao, although the old Confucian killed Ren I Xiu on the spot, he was also seriously injured by the blood demon slash. ”

Yuan Yifei sighed lightly and continued: "After the army retreated, the national teacher of the Dajin Dynasty asked the old Confucian student, 'Is it worth it for you, a great monk who stepped into the realm of a saint with one foot, to cut off your own avenue and future?' The old Confucian said indifferently: 'May you be born equal and free, and benevolence and righteousness will be practiced in the world'. ”

Li Quzhi asked cautiously, "Miss Yuan, do you know who the old Confucian name is?"

Yuan Yifei seemed to understand a little, when Li Quzhi heard this paragraph before, his head was sweating, his fists were clenched, and he was very nervous.

Yuan Yifei couldn't bear to tell Li Qubing the whole truth, but some things could still be done in advance.

So Yuan Yifei replied softly: "I don't know the specific name, but I heard my grandfather evaluate the old Confucian student, saying that 'the old Confucian is the most reader-like person in the world, and the old Confucian has the same personality and surname. So the old Confucian should be surnamed Zhang, as for the name, I don't know. ”

Li Quzhi suddenly felt a little dizzy in the world, and he was about to faint to the ground, but fortunately, Yuan Yifei's eyes were quick and he helped Li Quai.

After Li Qu's illness finally stood firm, he said to Yuan Yifei, "Miss Yuan, I am a little sick, and there will be a period later." ”

Under Yuan Yifei's attention, Li Qu was sick and lonely, and walked forward.

At this moment, the boy is no longer the suave teenager.

Young man, his heart is still resting, and he knows the taste of sorrow.

Li Qu returned home and found four groups of words written on the paper before, the first group of words was 'sir', Mr. Zhang's 'sir'.

Li Quzhi carefully put the rice paper with four groups of words written on the table, and gently took out the things that Mr. Zhang had given him over the years from the bookshelf next to him, counting them one by one, two seals, a painting, a small cone, and three books.

A square seal, carved with Shoushan stone, is an open-mouth Pixiu, the seal is "righteousness lasts forever", small seal font.

An oval seal, carved with Hetian jade, on which a few strokes outline the fifty states of Yanyun, the seal is "Feng Wolf Juxu", Lishu font.

The two seals are put together, one high and one low, one side and one circle, "The personality of the husband and the gentleman, the outer circle and the inner square?"

A map of the scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting, the Great Wall inside and outside the reckless, the Yellow River up and down. On the upper right side of the painting, a big white float is waiting for someone who is destined, with a few lines of inscription and the finishing touch.

A small cone, specially used to write a small seal, very small, typical of the lake pen system. The barrel of the pen is made of bamboo, and the tip of the pen is hard, pale gold, and it is not clear that it is made of the hair of any animal, unlike any of the wolf, rabbit, sheep, weasel, and rat.

It feels like it has been passed down for a long time, and it can make people write wonderfully.

Li Quzhi didn't go to read the three books, but just held the small cone in one hand.

After holding the pen, Li went to the disease, immediately exuded a strong bookish atmosphere, ink poured into the pen, the pen was free, and the scenery map of the northern country was swept away, and the lines of extremely beautiful words between the ink were completed, so free and easy a teenager.

As soon as Li Quzhi finished writing, he caught a glimpse of an old man and a young man standing at the door of the study.

The old man looked very happy, and it felt like it was put together. Above the neck, with a white beard, a chubby face, and small eyes, the face becomes more and more big, and a rich old man with fine clothes and food looks a little greasy. Below the neck, the figure is thin, straight as a pine and cypress, wearing a green shirt, dressed as a standard scholar, and looks very capable.

The old man is none other than Li Quai's grandfather.

The girl is still like an orchid in the empty valley, and she forgets her worries when she sees it.

The girl is Yuan Yifei.

Yuan Yifei stood at the door, smiled awkwardly, and then explained: "I'm a little worried about you, so I'll follow over and have a look."

The old man looked at Li Quai, and then at Yuan Yifei, his face bloomed with joy, and he casually found an excuse to leave, and muttered as he walked: "Such a beautiful scene, just five words to describe it, 'excellent, excellent'." ”

After the old man left, Yuan Yifei slowly moved to Li Quai's desk and asked, "Are you okay?"

Without waiting for Li Quzhi to answer, Yuan Yifei said to himself: "Well, it should be fine." ”

Then, Yuan Yifei looked at the words on the painting: "Raise your head to the northwest to cover the floating clouds, leaning on the sky and thousands of miles to have a long sword." Dream with Mr. to travel here, late at night to see the bullfighting flame. How can I lie down after the rise and fall of eternity? A hundred years of sorrow and laughter, I am the only one?"

Yuan Yifei was silent, but felt that those few lines of block letters, neat and well-behaved, although they were particularly cute and amiable, but the sadness jumped on the paper.

Li Quzhi picked up the pen and continued to write in smaller font: "Remembering Mr. Zhuang's voice, I feel how difficult current affairs are, and I have a great wish to go to the suffering of the people."

Then, Li Quzhi carefully picked up two seals and dipped them in ink, one at the beginning of the word and the other at the end of the word, which was very solemn.

The ink clay was sold in the grocery store of Tie Guan Li, and a signboard with the word "Jiaxuan" was hung at the door of the grocery store. It is said that it is a grocery store, but in fact, it is more about the four treasures of the study, the bookcase clearance, and of course, some miscellaneous books.

When he bought the ink, Tie Guan Li didn't ask Li to pay for the money, but just asked Li to give him a shop name, and then helped him write a letter.

Li Quzhi suggested calling Jiaxuan Shop, Jiajia Farming, and Xuanzhi Hut.

As soon as this name came out, Tie Guan Li was extremely happy and said with a smile: "Well, it's really good."

Subsequently, Tie Guan Li asked Li to get sick and wrote him two sentences: "Unsatisfactory things are often eight or nine, and they can be the same as others." ”

After Li Qubing finished writing, Tie Guan Li said to Li Quai: "Twelve, write another line of larger words on this character, 'No matter how unsatisfactory you are, you have to be happy'." ”

"What's fun?" Li Quzhi stood in front of the table, choked up all of a sudden for no reason, and blurted out a sentence: "Sir, are you really leaving?"

Between heaven and earth, there seemed to be a voice, warm and mellow, that replied, "Well, let's go." Go straight on the road, just go!"

Li Quzhi said silently in his heart: "Sir, go all the way." ”

The voice seemed to linger around him again: "Twelve, don't be sad. A little haoran, a thousand miles of fast wind. ”

Li Quzhi nodded slightly, and shook his head slightly.

The boy is handsome, and the sadness is also handsome.

The boy is sad, and Junsu is also sad.

Yuan Yifei looked at Li Quai's illness like this, was silent for a moment, got up and said, "I'm leaving." ”

Li Quzhi asked, "I'll send you?"

Yuan Yifei said: "No"

"Lee's illness?"

"Huh?"

"Some partings are for better encounters. ”

"Hmm. ”

Li Quzhi sent Yuan Yifei to the gate of the hospital.

Watching the girl's departure, the boy kept standing at the door.

Li Quai's grandfather suddenly appeared next to Li Quai, pushed the boy with his hand, and then said to the girl: "Miss Yuan, often come to play." ”

Yuan Yifei turned his back to the two, waved his hand, and said, "It's necessary." ”

The old man was happy and said, "Miss Yuan, that's okay."

Then the old man said to himself, "This little girl is like the orchid grass that grows in the fields, and it is very different from the roses of the moon in the courtyards of the deep houses. In five words, 'excellent, excellent.' ”

As soon as she walked out of the door, the girl was a little lost and a little guilty.

Human fragility will be beyond the imagination of others, and sometimes tears will flow to the face of a word.

People's love will be beyond their imagination, and sometimes they will be happy when they are married.

At this time, the girl suddenly felt that she should accompany the silly boy who made her happy and burst into tears.

The girl suddenly blamed herself with shame: "I've only seen one or two sides, I can't be so heartless." ”

Li Qu was about to return to the house, and in an instant, the young man only felt a sinking of the top of his head, and it turned out that the old man gently pressed one hand on his head, and the two stood side by side, but the two were facing the opposite direction. The old man sighed, "Twelve, you know all about Mr. Zhang!"

Li Quzhi rubbed his eyes, his eyes were red, and he wanted to cry without tears.

The old man patted Li Quai's head, looked up at the window, and said: "Twelve, Taishi Gong said, 'People are inherently dead, or lighter than Hongmao, or heavier than Mount Tai', Cao Zijian said, 'Donating his life to the country, seeing death as if he were going home', Mr. Zhang is making a life for the people, sacrificing his life for the country, his sacrifice is heavier than Mount Tai, and he will leave a name in history." ”

Li Quzhi's voice was a little hoarse, and he said, "But grandpa, if you die, you're dead." Lao Chen told me that in this world, being alive is the greatest truth. ”

The old man turned his head, looked at Li Quai, and said, "Believe grandpa, some people are dead, and he is still alive, and some are alive, but they are already dead." Mr. Zhang is still alive in history, and in our hearts, he is still alive. ”

The old man withdrew his hand and continued: "The sound of wind and rain, the sound of reading, the sound of reading is in my ears, family affairs, state affairs, world affairs, and everything is concerned. A scholar must have the responsibility of a scholar. ”

Early in the morning, Feng came to the building, and two scholars came.

A gentleman with frost white temples and a humble gentleman asked for two pots of wine, a few plates of side dishes and a plate of fennel beans.

Toast staggered, fast, fast.

Mr. Xuejuku, it is Liu Zuozhan, who did not teach today.

The humble gentleman is none other than Shen Dawei, who is here today to ask for teaching.

Shen Dawei looked at Liu Zuozhan and said, "Mr. went to Shigu Academy to teach back then, and the students were deeply impressed, like an initiation;

Liu Zuozhan smiled but did not speak.

Shen Dawei asked and answered himself: "At that time, Mr. said: If a person has no teacher and cannot know, he will be a thief, if he is brave, he will be a thief, if he can be a cloud, if he can be chaotic, if he observes, he will be strange, and if he argues, he will be born." ...... Those who have a teacher of the Dharma are also a great treasure of people, and those who do not have a teacher of the Dharma will also be a great disaster for people. ”

Liu Zuozhan shook his head with a smile and said, "Although Mr. is Mr., the truth may not be the truth." ”

It seemed to be for no reason, but after Shen Dawei heard it, his face changed drastically and he was full of surprise.

Liu Zuozhan sighed and said, "The matter has come to this." Those children will be entrusted to you. ”

Shen Dawei nodded, got up and left with a complicated expression.

Liu Zuozhan quietly drank the last glass of wine, ate the last bite of the dish, gently put down the chopsticks, and said to himself: "Governance is a gentleman, and chaos is a villain?"

(P.S. Thank you so much for your love of this book.) The ancients said that "the text carries the Tao", this book is actually a little personal wish, I want to read a little bit of understanding over the years, some of the experience of the work to see if it can be shown in the text, not necessarily right, but I will try to write in the right direction, so I hope everyone criticizes and corrects, which can be regarded as a friend with the text.

The history of the Chinese nation has always been closely linked to the history of the world, so I also want to show the world trends in that period as faithfully as possible, just like the three sages of Xiniu Hezhou that appeared above, some friends can see that they are talking about Socrates, Plato and Aristotle. Psychologically comforting.

One last thing I want to say is that writing is part of the dream, so I'm serious. Of course, you have to be careful about every word, and the update will be slower, so please forgive me.

PS: There will be a lot of foreshadowing in the first volume, grass snake gray line, please pay attention. ）