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"You said that Ye Yuanwai suddenly suffered a stroke and was paralyzed last night, causing him to be unable to walk, and he couldn't even speak?"

In the Peng family's mansion, Peng Qingshan showed a look of surprise.

Steward Wu said respectfully: "Tell the second young master, that's exactly the case. ”

Peng Qingshan's very heroic eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his heart was inexplicably abrupt, and he couldn't say the reason, but he felt faintly uneasy.

"Do you know why?"

Steward Wu grinned: "I asked, the Ye family's mother-in-law told the truth, saying that she was happy last night, and the two of them got up with Emperor Hu, too hard......"

Speaking of this, his expression became very strange, and he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

Hearing this, Peng Qingshan couldn't cry or laugh. Speaking of which, Ye Shi is almost fifty, and he doesn't know how to pay attention to moderation in this regard...... Alas, it seems that this is providence.

sighed, thinking that the only way to do this was to rely on my uncle's means.

At present, Peng Qingcheng's funeral has been almost done, and soon Peng Qingshan will go back to Jizhou, and the matter of being released as a county order has recently become an eyebrow, ** is not far from ten, but it still needs to be strengthened at the end. This matter is related to the future, and there must be no negligence. As long as he becomes a county magistrate, he is equivalent to being promoted from idle position to real power, and he is a big step forward in his career.

With real power in his hands, controlling the life and death of others, Peng Qingshan is most obsessed with this feeling. He practiced martial arts when he was a child, because he wanted to have extraordinary strength, but when he grew up, he realized that the greatest power in the world comes from power, not personal force, so he studied hard and gained fame. As for martial arts, it has not been put down, and adding a few extra points of chivalrous fame is also a kind of qualification.

"Second Young Master, what should I do next?"

Steward Wu asked.

Peng Qingshan waved his hand: "Don't act rashly, stay at home honestly for me recently, do you understand?"

At the critical moment of operation, any turmoil will breed variables and must be suppressed.

"Yes. ”

Peng Qingshan planned to return to Jizhou the day after tomorrow, but before that, he had to visit Master Kong. So he ordered someone to prepare a generous gift, called two attendants, sat in a sedan chair and left.

"Master, what are you?"

When he saw Master Kong in the backyard of the temple, Peng Qingshan couldn't help but be taken aback.

At this time, the empty master described it as withered, his eyes were sunken, his cheeks were collapsed, and where was the grace he had before, it was like he had been hungry for months.

Master Likong said indifferently: "Great official, why are you here?"

Peng Qingshan said gloomily: "Master, my brother has passed away, ......"

"What?"

Master Huo Ran got up, and his emotions were a little excited: "Young Master Peng is dead?"

This time it was Peng Qingshan's turn to be surprised: "Doesn't the master know?" You must know that although Kong is the host of Duyun Temple and a monk, his identity as a person in the martial arts has always been very well-informed about the news. Peng Qingcheng's death can be described as a major event in Pengcheng, and there is no reason not to know it.

Master Kong's expression suddenly turned pale, and he steadied himself before he said, "Recently, the old man has been in retreat in the courtyard, so I don't know. ”

The mood suddenly became chaotic: Peng Qingcheng died, could it be the hand of the Zhou immortal? It must not be wrong, the Zhou immortal appeared in Pengcheng for no reason, and came to my Duyun Temple again, could it be that he didn't like me to heal Peng Qingcheng's injuries, so he made this trip? Fortunately, I bowed my head quickly, otherwise I was afraid that my own life would have been ruined long ago......

Thinking back to the Qingqi Flying Knife sacrificed by Zhou Chaoshan at that time, he couldn't help but sweat coldly.

Peng Qingshan let out an "oh" and asked, "Could it be that Master Fei has a new understanding on the martial arts?" ”

Likong raised his head suddenly: "Indeed, the old man has some understanding, so he decided to start retreating and practicing penance from today, and from now on, there will be no more empty in the martial arts." ”

Peng Qingshan was stunned: "Master, what do you mean by this?"

"The old man is ashamed to be a monk, but he still has a competitive heart after shaving three thousand troubles; the Dharma name is 'empty' but the heart is not empty, I am really ashamed of the Buddha, but now I am finally enlightened. ”

As he spoke, he reached out and took a wooden fish from the side, and glanced at Peng Qingshan: "Great official, the old man's perception has a famous hall, called 'Shut Up Zen', just wait for the first knock on the wooden fish, and from then on he will not speak to anyone again." Before I do that, however, I would like to warn you with one word. ”

Peng Qingshan felt that Master Kong had suddenly become deified, and it was difficult to understand, so he humbly asked, "Please teach the master." ”

"The sea of bitterness is boundless, and the back is the shore. ”

Hearing these eight words, Peng Qingshan almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and was about to ask. With a sound of "Du", Master Likong raised the mallet and struck the wooden fish.

As soon as the wooden fish sounded, his eyes were immediately closed, his lips were pursed, and he practiced the closed mouth meditation.

Peng Qingshan wanted to speak and stopped, he was stunned, and when he heard the continuous sound of wooden fish in his ears, he felt more and more irritable, and immediately left.

Master Empty turned a deaf ear and just knocked on the wooden fish.

Peng Qingshan sighed, he really couldn't understand why the void was inexplicably realized, and he actually wanted to practice the closed-mouth meditation of Na Laoshizi. Since then, there has been one less master of innate martial arts in the martial arts.

When he went down the mountain, sitting in a sedan chair, he suddenly remembered the master's admonition: "The sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore." These eight words can be described as a mantra in Buddhism. Of course, Peng Qingshan understood, but what he didn't understand was why the master said to himself so solemnly, as if he was pointing out-Could it be that he wanted to persuade me to leave the path of the eunuch sea? Hmph, it must be so. But as the saying goes, "the way is different, not the same", how can we agree?

I also thought that I would soon be able to be released as a county commander and serve as the lord of a county, and from then on, I would be able to show my ambitions, give orders, and be gracious.

......

"Zi said: Rich and noble, people can do whatever they want; Poor and lowly are the evil of man, and if they do not follow their way, they will not get it......"

The sound of Langlang reading came from the room, but it was Ye Junsheng who was reviewing the scriptures. He crossed over and gained the memory knowledge of nerds, and with a little revision, he was able to easily "review the old and learn the new" and understand more deeply.

This kind of understanding is not a blind rote memorization, but a better grasp of the essence. As the old saying goes, "the practice of human feelings is the article", and only by combining the scriptures with the world and human feelings can it be regarded as real reading. Otherwise, no matter how many books you read, you will only bury your head in the pile of old papers, just like the bookworm before, what is the use?

In the yard, Ye Junmei was sending a bucket of freshly cut grass to the cowshed to the Great Sage - the Great Sage loves to eat meat and drink wine, but the family can't afford to support it at all, and usually eats grass as the staple food. Fortunately, the great sage was eating and was quite happy.

After feeding the grass, Ye Junmei walked out, listening to his brother's subdued reading voice, which was in his ears, and he suddenly heard a little stupid:

When I was a child, I remembered a lot of memories with my companions, and I was studying in the west window!