Yu Su almost offended an unidentified big man this morning, and after that, he cheered up all day and ushered in a trembling send-off, and many humble official and business families were fortunate to send gifts to the Hou Mansion.

It's just that every visitor is courteous, which really takes a lot of thought and energy from Yu Su.

Yu Su breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the red sun had set on the farthest roof, and the sky in the west had turned a lovely red like rouge on the girl's lips. But when he thought that in the future, if he was as rigorous and conscientious as he is today, he will be bitter. The reason why this job is satisfying, in addition to receiving a little more silver taels, is naturally the sense of respect as a person in the Hou Mansion. Today, I nodded to everyone, and the more I thought about it, the more depressed and aggrieved I became.

At this twilight hour, most of the guests who came to visit returned, and those who couldn't make it today had to choose another time to visit again, so as not to add a lot of trouble to the Hou Mansion.

Yu Su leaned against the door frame, rarely relaxed for a moment, pinching the hour and waiting for the door to close. He half-squinted his eyes, and saw a person coming from afar, just at the other end of the Divine Carp Pond.

yawned and looked again, but the figure appeared eight or nine steps away from the stone steps in front of the mansion, Yu Suhun didn't care, just thought he was napping.

This person is close to him, an old Confucian student, with long hair and long beard and robe, a modest expression, rigorous and respectful, and meticulous in every action. In Yu Su's opinion, he is an old sourman.

Yu Su has been in private school for two years, and there is little intersection with the same reader on weekdays, in his opinion, the real readers are pseudo-superior people with eyes above the top, obviously without the power to tie the chicken, but full of chivalrous pride; If you ask him to write a half-copy letter on his behalf, he will feel that he will be despised and unhappy to be called; if you send rice, meat, and copper plates to change the characters, he will dislike you for being cheesy and scold you for being a man in the market.

Therefore, Yu Su feels that it is most difficult to deal with people who can't read fame. Yu Su thought to himself: "This old student is dressed in a Confucian robe and washed white, and his family business is naturally thin, so he must belong to the kind of people who can't read fame, a sour Confucian, or an old sour Confucian." ”

The old gentleman folded his hands and bowed his hands, and said softly word by word: "Annoying the noble son, Song Mengni of Tianyuan Academy asked for a teaching position from the Shenhua Hou Mansion. ”

Yu Su secretly teased in his heart: "Our Hou Zi's teacher, Mr. Lou Qianhelou, is a first-class figure among the Qingliu writers, and even held an official position in the capital when he was young. ”

With such sarcasm in his heart, Yu Su still didn't dare to offend people easily, and politely refused: "Since the old gentleman is a reader, he should know the etiquette of not coming to the door with a lantern, and now it's too late, please send the card to visit another day!"

The old Confucian Song Mengni was not angry or annoyed, and he didn't bother to explain to the doorman, and called out to the door: "Apprentice, don't you come to greet you when the teacher is visiting?"

Yu Su didn't expect this seemingly thin old man to speak with a lot of energy, but his voice was not deafening.

As everyone knows, this old man's chest was filled with Haoran Qi, and the words were pushed away layer by layer, and the entire Shenhua Marquis Mansion seemed to be standing at the door and listening.

this

After speaking, Qin Yun gradually appeared at the door of the mansion again. It's just that this time the expression is respectful and cramped, and there is a bit of surprise. After solemnly and solemnly saluting, Fang suppressed his joy and said softly: "Master, the disciple listened to the words of the senior disciple and said that your old man has a wish to go out of the mountain, and he has dispatched slaves and horses to go up the mountain to pick you up. I didn't expect the timing to be staggered, and I didn't receive you, so that your old man was tired all the way!"

This old man is Qin Yunji's teacher, Song Mengni, the master of Tianyuan Academy. The old man was actually carrying a pomegranate box, but he was old and healthy, his shoulders were not collapsed or his back was not hunched, and he did not show any signs of hardship.

Song Mengni gradually walked into the Hou Mansion while passing over Qin Yun, who was polite to the side, and said in a casual tone: "Zihua is messing around, as a senior brother, you can't get used to him, and when you are old, you still treat him as if you were a child! ”

Qin Yun gradually followed behind the master, said yes with a smile, and did not help the old man untie the box. Although he was in the rear along the way, as soon as his eyes shifted slightly, Song Mengni knew which way to go.

Yu Su, who was at the gate of the Mansion, was already so frightened that he looked at him twice in one day, and both times he was personally received by Mr. Qin, the big guest. This time, there is a big disaster and he will not die, and he does not dare to hope for any blessings in the future, so he just wants to be settled by the autumn queen, otherwise the daughter-in-law who has not passed the door will be widowed.

Song Mengni and Qin Yunji, who would be the master and apprentice who would have a caretaker? The master and apprentice had been separated for many years, and they were able to reunite at this time, and there were many words that needed to be poured out slowly. However, at present, the two are talking about another person, Yang Ziyu.

The old Confucian is quite talkative, and his spirit is full of energy, which is of course due to the unique self-cultivation method of the institute. Song Mengni changed from counting Yang Ziyu's tone to asking: "When Ziyu brings the business pen, are you still willing?"

Qin Yun gradually did not dare to hide the slightest from his master, and said: "When Senior Brother Yang was ordered to send the Zhibao business pen, his expression and tone contained three points of reluctance, three points of unwillingness, three points of incomprehension and one point of loss. At that time, the disciple also saw that he had a good omen, so he did not teach him when he was in the courtyard. Although he said some nonsense before leaving, the disciple felt that it was unknown for Senior Brother Yang to concentrate on studying knowledge from now on. ”

Song Mengni nodded, with an apologetic look on his face, "Actually, in this matter, it is you who can't stand it!"

"Disciple doesn't dare!"

The old man helped Qin Yun, who was about to kneel and worship, and continued: "At the beginning, the teacher did give you a business pen and pass on the intention of your master. However, you chose the path of joining the WTO, and over the years, I have never given up asking about your situation from various channels, knowing that you are trapped in love, and you have fallen into the karmic obstacle of killing. As a teacher, I naturally believe that you have the ability to subdue the heart ape to get out of the cage, but self-cultivation and learning are like sailing against the current, our Tianyuan Academy has always been at the bottom of several famous courtyards, and the master's mental virtue is important, but the ability to argue and debate the scriptures against the roar cannot be weak. As a teacher, I can wait for you to get out of the quagmire, but the hospital is imminent. ”

Qin Yun gradually did not feel disappointed, not that he was broad-minded, but that he had figured out the hidden meaning of the master's handwriting, smiled freely, and said: "In fact, after the disciple received the treasure, he was restless for a few days, knowing that his own pattern was narrow and incompetent. After abandoning the literature and entering the martial arts, the previous knowledge is destined to be difficult to grow, although the sage classics in the chest are difficult to lose in this life, but at most to create a martial arts 'Confucian saint', such as the master to chase the realm of the sages' true righteousness and true seeking, the disciple can not hope for this life.

When the disciple wants to understand this, he has an understanding. Although the master only said to his face that he was utilitarian, the disciples had seen you write but smeared vague comments, which were the words 'the road to simplicity'.

Therefore, the first thing to pass the pen is to test the character and ambition of Jianyang's junior disciples, if he takes the treasure of the master as his own, it is not right, and he has no virtue; if he is depressed after sending the pen, he is empty and ambitious, and the rotten wood is easy to break. Now it seems that the junior brother has lived up to the respect of the teacher and passed the test. ”

Song Mengni slowed down until he was gradually in the same line as Qin Yun, patted the shoulder that was already much taller than himself, and said with relief: "It's hard for you, this time I borrowed you to test Ziyu, and I was very sorry for the teacher." ”

"For the sake of the continuous inheritance of the academy, the disciple vows to smear his liver and brains! The test of the master is of course for the sake of Yang Ziyu's junior brother, but for the disciple, it is also a mental tempering!"

The old man nodded and said, "In terms of heart, you are indeed too much better than Zi Yu. He is a big tree that can thrive without interference, and you are a green lotus that can still produce mud in the wind and rain. However, if this world is not this world, how good is it!"

Qin Yun gradually became more and more peaceful in her heart, and said with a faint smile: "It's a pity that this world will always be this world, and it will never just be the world of reading people." ”

The master and apprentice did not go to the hall where the guests were entertained, but were gradually led by Qin Yun, stopping and stopping in the Hou Mansion to see some elegant objects and romantic scenery. Qin Yun gradually continued: "The disciple has a question to solve! Although the people of our academy have always sought a person who is in the court and has an ambition in his heart, there are many people who have entered the world like a disciple to seek to solve their doubts and obtain something. But Master, you have reached the point of reading and verifying the true meaning, and all the small gifts of the ordinary world can be proved in the middle, why did you enter the WTO and delay your 'studies'?"

Song Mengni's mind was like grazing wild horses from far and near, and he said: "I went down the mountain and walked out of the courtyard this time, and I did two things. As soon as I learned into practice, I put the benevolence and righteousness of many saints and sages in my chest, and I will inevitably rot in my belly when I am old, and the book is written in black on the paper, and in the end it only wins a point for people to read and sigh. So why not take it out and let the world see and hear.

Second, it is not only for the hospital, but also for the world to read people, and to seek a world where readers can read in peace. It is not a stable country, but a world in which the mind is stable, does not seek vain utilitarianism, and has little desire to learn. ”

Qin Yun gradually admired the master's mind from the bottom of his heart, and said respectfully: "If you want to save those trapped in the quagmire, you must first enter the quagmire." If you want to stop the killing, you must have a butcher's knife in your hand. The master did not hesitate to go against his own heart into the way of utilitarianism, and poured out the heart of Confucianism in the world for the rest of his life, and the disciples bowed to you first on behalf of the world's readers. In fact, the hardest thing is you!

Words and deeds are Confucian and respectful, but Song Mengni does not stop it, and accepts it calmly.

arrived at a small courtyard of turquoise, which was the second smallest courtyard in the Hou Mansion after the Qingzhu courtyard where Da Keqing Liu Longchi lived. However, the green bamboo courtyard is in accordance with the last wish of the immortal Liulongchi, and the grass and trees in the courtyard are allowed to grow on their own, while the turquoise courtyard is not. A male deer has a bright coat and walks leisurely under the turquoise.

Song Mengni is quite satisfied with the residence here, and the eyes are happy, if the residence can be elegant and cultivated, why bother to insist on the mud from staining.

(End of chapter)

WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~