As the saying goes: "One life, two fortunes, three feng shui, four accumulation of virtue, five reading." For Li Qingshan, from the moment he was discovered by the old Taoist priest and Shangguan Jinglun in the Panlong Mountains, the road to his destiny has been opened.

And the people who laid this road were the two god-level figures in the world - Dao Sage Zhang Yunshe and Wensheng Shangguan Jinglun. The general trend of the world is like a game of chess, Zhang Yunshe and Shangguan Jinglun are already laying out, and the most critical "son", they chose Li Qingshan!

This is also why Shangguan Jinglun, who is the lord of Dongzhou and a generation of literary saints, traveled thousands of miles to fulfill the "six-year covenant", and he was willing to be a teacher.

At dawn the next day, Zhang Yunshe brought Li Qingshan to the front, pointed to Shangguan Jinglun and said to Li Qingshan: "This is your uncle Shangguan, come over and pay a greeting ceremony." ”

Li Qingshan glanced at Shangguan Jinglun as a scholar, with a feather fan in his hand swaying gently, smiling, and amiable. He knew that every time he got into a big disaster, he basically had to run away from the old man who was teaching, and he thought that the old man with the white beard must have been angry and ran away, and he changed the Siwen student in front of him, and the apprenticeship was inevitable, so he bowed his head and shouted loudly: "Meet Mr. Shangguan!"

"Eh, Mr. Shangguan?" Shangguan Jinglun was stunned for a moment, then reacted, laughing, and proud.

The old Taoist morale did not come to one place, and scolded Li Qingshan with a smile: "You haven't worshiped me, so you will worship 'Mr. Shangguan' first." ”

After the greeting ceremony, Zhang Yunshe and Shangguan Jinglun took him up the mountain. Two old and one young, striding forward. The little Li Qingshan, carrying his own burden, followed closely behind. The two adults also ignored and took care of him, and deliberately asked him to take this mountain road to see his heart and perseverance.

And although Li Qingshan's steps are small, he can barely keep up, and he doesn't lose his temper.

The white fox ran to the front for a while to find the old Taoist priest to rub in, for a while ran back to Li Qingshan's side to be intimate, and for a while went into the grass to catch butterflies, which was particularly excited and active.

After walking for an hour, they came to the halfway point of the mountain, and a small Taoist temple fell into front of them. The name of the view is "Xianlai view", it is built by the mountain, the scale is not large, there is only a large hall subjective, and there are two rows of side rooms next to it. Subjectively worship Taishang Sanqing, there is a big Ding furnace in front of the view, there are a few incense sticks lit in it, and the green smoke goes straight to the sky. There are many towering ancient trees behind the view, and there is a large natural stone flat several zhang wide in front of the view.

There was a burly old man waiting in front of the gate, and it was Chu Sihai, the owner of the "Dragon and Tiger Villa" who followed the old Taoist priest to live in seclusion here. Longhu Villa is also in Dongzhou, Chu Sihai and Shangguan Jinglun are naturally old acquaintances, and there is no polite greeting. He led Shangguan Jinglun and Li Qingshan into the room and arranged the rooms one by one. The row on the left next to the stone mountain is where the old Taoist priest lives with him, and the other row under the towering tree on the right is Shangguan Jinglun and Li Qingshan, which have prepared mats, futons and other things. There is also a deaf and dumb old servant who lives in a hut behind the subject, and is responsible for the daily diet of the people in the view.

Chu Sihai has been on the mountain for several years, and he has not seen outsiders for a long time, and he has long heard that Zhang Yunshe picked up a child who "stepped on the seven stars" and was fostered in Xianlai Village at the foot of the mountain, and every once in a while he went down the mountain to visit, and now he is finally willing to lead him up the mountain. The three adults were talking on the big stone flat in front of the view, while Li Qingshan took the white fox to run in front of and behind the view, not afraid of the new environment.

Shangguan Jinglun smiled and said: "He bowed to Li Qingshan and shouted 'Mr. Shangguan', I can't say anything about this teaching gentleman." I had the right to stay for a long time and teach him for two years. He's under my control for the next year or two, and you are not allowed to interfere. ”

Zhang Yunshe didn't have any change in expression, calm and calm. Chu Sihai was taken aback, and his heart was turbulent and he thought: How capable is this kid to make the world-famous Wensheng Shangguan Jinglun willing to be a teacher here for two years?

On the fifth watch of the next day, he picked Li Qingshan up from the bed, carried him to the study next to him, and asked him to recite all the Tongmeng learning he had learned. Li Qingshan was sleepy-eyed, was forcibly picked up, got up angry, and was about to cry. Shangguan Jinglun's eyes were full of purple light, and the purple qi in his hands was in a ball, and with a snap, he broke the wooden table, and said with a smile: "Do you carry it or not?"

Li Qingshan suddenly didn't dare to make a sound, and obediently memorized the thousand-character text, the four books and other children's learning, and memorized them one by one, with occasional interruptions, but they were also smooth. After reciting silently for half an hour, Shangguan Jinglun was greatly satisfied, and found that Li Qingshan had reached the point of "knowing a thousand words at the age of six", he was simply a prodigy in the world, and there was no need to "call the heaven and earth Xuanhuang for a year", so he directly brought him into the stage of learning the subset of scriptures and history.

Shangguan Jinglun is known as a saint of literature, familiar with thousands of books, has thousands of talents, and is the first Confucian in the world. It is rumored that when he was young, he was obsessed with books and history, and he indulged in thousands of classics every day and could not extricate himself. His family doesn't like him very much, because the current world is that everyone learns martial arts, and studying is self-defeating, and in the end he can't even protect himself. Suddenly, one day, he got a worn-out ancient scroll in an ancient book, and after reading it, he meditated behind closed doors for ten days and ten nights, and everyone thought that he was finally going to read himself to death. After ten days and ten nights, he looked up to the sky and roared out of the door, shouting: "Look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can my generation be a Penghao person." "The weather outside the door is thousands, the clouds are rolling, gorgeous and colorful, and a sour scholar has entered the sainthood from the text, which is rare to see in a hundred years." After he became famous, he established Chongwen Palace, took charge of Dongzhou, and was still cultivating literature and respecting Confucianism, which was completely different from the world's enthusiasm for martial arts.

Teaching was originally one of his little ideals. He often said: "I am willing to go to a mountain field, receive two or three buckets of rice, teach four or five children, and be lazy for six or seven days, wouldn't it be happy!"

And now, he is finally going to be a teacher, and the student is still the child in front of him, so he is even happier and attentive to teaching. Only promised two years, and he naturally raced against time. Every day, he asked Li Qingshan to get up and work hard, first spending an hour reviewing what he had learned the day before, and copying thousands of words to practice calligraphy. After breakfast, he asked Li Qingshan to read the article aloud for half an hour, and he was required to speak clearly, the words and sentences were smooth, the voice was loud, and he was full of energy. After reciting the texts, he began to teach the Four Books and the Five Classics, and the subset of the classics and histories, and in the evening, he taught the Books of the Six Sons. He annotates at any time, and when he does, he is often able to quote from the side.

He is very strict with his teacher, he is not angry and arrogant, and when he finds that Li Qingshan is lazy or naughty, he raises his feather fan and beats him, without any mercy. However, his feather fan is far more painful than the ring ruler of the teacher at the foot of the mountain, so Li Qingshan is very afraid of his feather fan, so he can only concentrate on reading.

And Li Qingshan is also getting better. Under the suppression of Shangguan Jinglun, his naughty nature has long been restrained, and he reads hard. Reading every day is catchy, and the clear sound echoes throughout the Taoist temple. I studied the hundreds of schools of thought every night, and by the time I was seven years old, I was able to memorize a lot of articles, and when I was eight years old, I dared to debate with Shangguan Jinglun, which was very much in line with Shangguan Jinglun's temperament. Shangguan Jinglun privately praised the old Taoist priest: "This kid is not reincarnated by the heavenly Qu Xing!"

And Chu Sihai took Li Qingshan to study and rest, and took him into the mountains to play, and then inevitably both of them were scolded by Shangguan Jinglun.

Day after day, two years have passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, Shangguan Jinglun finished teaching his homework and said to Li Qingshan: "Boy, today I will teach you a scripture that has never been seen before, and you have to remember it more carefully." Then he recited the scriptures in a soft voice, and did not comment.

Li Qingshan recited it silently according to his words, and did not seek much understanding. In the past two years, he has long been accustomed to what "Mr. Shangguan" teaches him to memorize, and he will memorize whatever he wants, even if he eats it raw, he must memorize it well.

After Li Qingshan remembered that it was correct, Shangguan Jinglun nodded, very satisfied, laughed and walked out of the gate and came to the big stone flat. The old Taoist priest Zhang Yunshe seemed to have made an appointment again, and he was already waiting there.

Shangguan Jinglun said with a smile: "The two-year contract has expired, and it lives up to expectations." This kid is very talented, and he is making rapid progress, which is very much to my liking. It's a pity that it was snatched away by your old way, alas, it's a pity. ”

The old Taoist priest replied: "Hehe, he first worshipped you as a teacher and respected you as 'Mr. Shangguan'." In your life, you will be inseparable from the 'old gentleman'. Besides, you taught him that scripture privately, thinking I didn't know what it was. ”

Shangguan Jinglun said: "He has your Taoist teachings, and I guess he doesn't need my scriptures." I'm just partial to him and give him a memory. ”

There was silence for a while.

"The half of the Tao Te Ching in your hand, still haven't you realized any mysteries?" Shangguan Jinglun finally broke the silence.

"That half of the Tao Te Ching, you, me, and the Martial Saint have studied it together, and we have tried water immersion, fire baking, and light, but I haven't seen any special signs. You are always at ease, and your scheming is too heavy. Hmph!" the old Taoist priest's tone seemed to be angry.

"Don't be angry again. When Emperor Wu disappeared mysteriously, he only left this half of the Tao Te Ching for you. There must be a mystery in this. ”

"The poor Tao is the man of the Tao. Emperor Wu left this half of the Tao Te Ching, or it may just be because this scripture is an extremely rare ancient authentic book, and there may be no mystery. ”

"Old way, with all due respect. First, Emperor Wu has disappeared for ten years, and finding his whereabouts is the top priority for you and me, and no trace can be missed. The second is that you only have the upper half of this half of the Tao Te Ching in your hands, and the lower half should still be in the hands of Emperor Wu. Emperor Wu never did anything meaningless. This is the only clue related to Emperor Wu, and we can't let it go. ”

"Poor Dao also knows that you have good intentions. So let's go and see the half of the book again, and come in with me. With that, the old Taoist priest walked straight back to the room, followed by Shangguan Jinglun.

Entering the room, the old Taoist priest pressed a mechanism, and a confidential stone room was connected to the room. The old Taoist priest walked into the stone room and took out a sandalwood box. The box is antique, and the gaps are sealed with mud plaster. He crushed the sealing mud, opened the box and took out an oiled paper bag, holding it lightly with both hands, with a solemn expression. Shangguan Jinglun also looked solemn.

Open the oil paper, the words "Tao Jing" come into view, which is the upper part of the Tao Te Ching. The scriptures are made of fine silk, which is very old, and it is obviously very old. The two of them flipped through it gently, and the first chapter came into view: "The Tao can be the Tao, but the Tao is not the constant Tao." The name can be named, and the name is not constant. Nameless, the beginning of all things, named, the mother of all things. Therefore, there is no desire, in order to observe its eyes, and there is always desire, in order to observe its position. The two come out of the same place, and the same name is the same thing. Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all eyes. ”

All the way to chapter 37: "The Tao often does nothing and does nothing." If the king can keep it, all things will be self-transforming. If you want to do it, I will make the town with the nameless simplicity, and the town will be without the nameless simplicity, and the husband will not want it. If you don't want to be quiet, the world will be self-determined. It is the last page, and there is a small seal written by Emperor Wu himself: "Give the immortal chief, talk about respect." ”

I only saw the "Tao Jing", but not the "Tao Jing". I only saw the old things, but I didn't see the old people.

The two of them looked at the scripture in a daze.

Shangguan Jinglun said first: "Old Dao, did Emperor Wu leave a separate formula or number for you? According to the formula or number, you may be able to find hidden clues from the scriptures." ”

The old Taoist priest said: "Poor Dao has also thought of this method. But Emperor Wu never left any mantra or number, which is very certain. ”

The two were silent for a moment. Shangguan Jinglun said: "Put it away." Looking for Emperor Wu, it seems that he can only obey the destiny of heaven. ”

The old Taoist priest rubbed the scriptures for a while, and then carefully wrapped them in oiled paper and put them back in the sandalwood box.

The two walked out of the secret room and stood outside the Taoist temple for a long time. The wind blows in the mountains, and the pine waves are gusting, as if whispering.

After a while, Shangguan Jinglun said: "Old Dao, don't leave it at that." The two years have arrived, and I will return to Chongwen Palace. I've been away for a long time, and I have to go back. I won't say goodbye to Li Qingshan, you just say to him, 'The old gentleman has gone home', and he will see you again in the future." After that, he stared at Zhang Yunshe and said goodbye.

The old Taoist priest turned around and walked into the Taoist temple, raised his hand and waved, and said something that was not salty or light: "Let's go, hurry up." The poor road is the most unbearable to see you, a poor and sour Confucian. ”