Seeing someone so clear and transparent made Lao Gui know that he would not be able to see clearly, but he couldn’t help but want to take a closer look at the scholar’s destiny.
But the result was somewhat beyond Lao Gui’s expectation. The scholar’s destiny was not vague, at least it was not something that could not be seen through at a glance. Instead, one could see his profound aura of merit, but it was impossible to detail it. See the ups and downs of his life.
When it comes to other people, Lao Gui doesn’t take it seriously. After all, some people live an ordinary life, but this scholar is definitely not the case, but Lao Gui doesn’t dare to look any further. He is here to listen to people reading. Yes, you can’t put the cart before the horse.
Yin Qing read “Zhi Zhi Yi” bit by bit, savoring the essence of what his father wrote back then, and adding some of his own feelings while reading.
It is not that this book was written by his father so that Yin Qing can understand more meaning. In fact, he reads like this, as if he can touch some of the thinking threads of the original author of the book, and can feel their thoughts when writing the book through reading. state of mind.
In fact, many scholars have similar feelings and use this to distinguish the connotation of books. Some books are just narratives without much emotion, while other books express thoughts, often impassioned.
But Yin Qing’s state is different from simply seeing through the book to express what it means. It is something similar to spiritual perception, as if he can feel the same as the author of the book, and thus feel what kind of person the other person is, whether he is aloof or passionate. Unrestrained, or just putting on airs.
So for Yin Qing, even if some books are so-called must-learn classics, they will become very uncomfortable after reading them for a while. In order to cope with the test, they will just memorize them. There is absolutely no talk of liking them.
Yin Qing’s favorite articles are those written by people like his father Yin Zhaoxian. You can clearly feel the ideas that the book wants to promote, and you can also clearly feel the author’s upright attitude and desire. Wishing away the filthy atmosphere, this feeling of unity of knowledge and action made him most comfortable.
So now when Yin Qing reads articles, he naturally releases this feeling along with the sound of reading. Sometimes he will explain a few sentences in his own words, striving to make the listeners get to the point like him, making Da Qingyu and The old turtle was fascinated by it without even realizing it.
Even the few people who had been standing aside watching Ji Yuan’s fishing were unconsciously entranced. They only thought that this scholar must be very knowledgeable. When they saw that the other party was probably wearing the clothes of Huiyuan Academy, they looked like As expected.
If Yin Qing reads like this, he wants to finish reading and understand a book quickly, but when he wants to convey it to others, he wants to say more, far more than the article shows, so that A book called “Zhizhiyi” has been taught for a whole day and has not been finished yet.
During the period, Ji Yuan also made a special trip to buy some food for lunch for two people and one fox, trying not to interrupt Yin Qing’s first performance.
By evening, the surrounding pedestrians had already gone home and boarded the boat.
Ji Yuan saw that it was getting late, put away the fishing rod that had failed to catch a fish all day, and said something to Yin Qing.
“Okay, let’s get here today!”
As soon as Ji Yuan’s voice started to speak, Yin Qing’s reading stopped abruptly.
“Mr. Ji, how do you think I performed today?”
Yin Qing asked Ji Yuan slightly uneasily. Seeing that there was no one around, he continued to ask, and at the same time looked towards the river.
“Can Big Blue Fish understand it?”
Seeing him like this, Ji Yuan, who was walking to the shore and had just placed the bamboo pole, took two steps towards him and patted his right arm.
“That’s a good point. Even if your father comes here, he may not be as good as you, let alone me.”
Yin Qing felt quite embarrassed when he heard Mr. Ji’s compliment.
“Mr. Ji, your praise is too false. I don’t know who you and my father are. Hu Yun, don’t you think so?”
Yin Qing asked the red fox beside him. The latter’s eyes moved but he didn’t agree immediately. He spoke after a moment.
“If you just read to others, maybe what Mr. Ji said is true.”
Seeing Hu Yun rarely say such thoughtful words, Yin Qing was obviously stunned for a moment, but he was still very happy to receive the praise.
The accountant Yuan wrapped the fishing line on the newly made emerald green bamboo pole and looked at the city gate road in the distance.
“In half an hour, the city gate will be closed, and it’s almost time to go back. Well, let’s greet them before going back.”
Yin Qing followed the direction of Ji Yuan’s finger and saw the big herring on the river floating and blowing bubbles looking at him. The fish could not move its fins together and could only nod its head up and down. Next to the big herring, what was originally thought to be a black stone in the water The thing actually floated, and finally a huge turtle was revealed.
“This…such a big turtle?”
Yin Qing was startled, and the turtle actually stood half-length in the water, with its two turtle feet together and bowing.
“Old turtle Wu Chong, thank you Mr. Yin for your advice!”
“I don’t dare to take it seriously. I’m Yin Qing, a student of Huiyuan Academy.”
Yin Qing hurriedly returned the gift, but it was still strange to be called sir for the first time.
“By the way, this big herring will be called Luo Biqing from now on.”
As soon as Ji Yuan finished speaking, the big herring on the riverside blew a burst of “bop, bub, bub…” bubbles in the water, as if in response.
Yin Qing also smiled and bowed to the big herring, then packed up the books and said to Ji Yuan with a slight reluctance.
“Mr. Ji, will I go back?”
He knew that it was time for Mr. Ji and Hu Yun to leave Chunhui Mansion.
“Go ahead, go ahead.”
Ji Yuan deliberately didn’t say anything. When he saw Yin Qing turning around and walking a few steps, he silently counted to three. As expected, he turned back again.
“Mr. Ji, why don’t you ask me how I am at Huiyuan Academy and how I get along with my classmates and my wife?”
Ji Yuan smiled narrowly.
“Oh, I almost forgot, how are you getting along with others there?”
“Mr. Ji, you are too perfunctory…”
“Hahahaha… Chunhui Prefecture has developed water transportation. It only takes ten days to write to Ning’an County. Moreover, it is also the prefecture capital. Even going to Wanzhou will save a lot of time for sorting and sorting the backlog at the inn. If you have time, Write a letter! ”
Yin Qing smiled again, nodded, and finally turned around and left. After walking for a while, she stopped looking back a few steps and trotted into the city.
After Yin Qing left, Ji Yuan looked away and sat cross-legged on the shore, talking to the old turtle.
“Wu Chong, I told you last time that among the people you have met in your life, if there are any deeds that deeply touched you, you can tell me and I will listen. I think today is quite appropriate, so tell me.”
Ji Yuan has finished reading the book “Heritage” a long time ago. It has been a long time since I “” read it. It will definitely be more interesting to hear the stories of those who have experienced it.
“Follow your orders!”
The old turtle saluted in the water. From the conversation between Mr. Ji and Yin Qing, I heard that Mr. Ji might be leaving. After careful selection, he thought of something that happened a long time ago.
The body gradually sank into the water, leaving only the turtle’s head above the water. The old turtle’s voice was filled with emotion.
“That must have happened nearly 1,780 years ago. It was only 20 or 30 years ago that Dazhen was founded. I can’t remember the specific year, and many things seem vague…”
Seeing that Mr. Ji did not interrupt him because “many things seemed vague”, Lao Gui continued speaking with confidence.
“That year, it was the fiftieth year after Lao Gui I refined Henggu. Near Chunhui Mansion, a scholar named Xiao came to visit. He was considered to be quite blessed. …Once on a flower boat, a drunkard forcibly scorned a singing prostitute. Scholar Xiao was so angry that he became a beauty and extended a helping hand…”
The old turtle smiled before continuing.
“Then he was kicked down the river by the drunkard. Although he was quickly rescued by the flower boat manager and the waiter, he also ended up in disgrace. However, that time also made me think that Lao Gui was an upright person. ”
Lao Gui slowly told the story, describing how he “encountered” Xiao Shusheng by chance in a way that would not frighten him too much, how he gradually got to know him, how he helped him tell his fortune, and how he gave him advice. His timing on some key things.
“Originally, I just wanted to make a good relationship and point out where I might be able to find some windfall. Where goods are urgently needed and the time is right. If I want to do business, I can also make a small fortune. But after the scholar’s family became richer , I still want to be an official, I want to be a high official…”
“Haha, dynasty qi and official fortune are not trivial. How can fortune telling determine a person’s official career? It must rely on true talent and learning. Although he has some talent and learning, it is not enough. I will tell him bluntly, I was told that if you are not willing to study hard, you will have no chance of becoming an official, and it is especially taboo to use evil and evil powers. After that, Xiao Jing never came to see me again for a long time…”
Ji Yuan listened quietly, naturally not thinking that the story ended here.
“Lao Gui, when I heard the news about Xiao Jing again, for some reason, he had already sat in the position of Yushi Zhongcheng in just six or seven years…”
Ji Yuan frowned and looked at the old turtle. The latter narrowed his eyes and looked towards the river. This action represented the old turtle’s growing emotion.
With the narration, some almost forgotten details will be recalled, and the old turtle’s thinking will become much clearer.
“The year was the thirty-second year of the founding of the Yuan Dynasty. The founding emperor of Dazhen was already in his twilight years, and the stubborn diseases caused by the founding campaign were also frequent in his later years and could not be suppressed. It was time to pass on the throne to the prince, but although the prince had already reached adulthood But after all, the prestige is still shallow, and most of the founding veterans of the DPRK are based on the merits of Conglong and unparalleled military exploits…”
As Lao Gui spoke, his eyes narrowed and narrowed, and in Ji Yuan’s heart, he seemed to be able to feel a **** aura about to rise at this moment.
“Hey…Old Turtle, I am unlucky. I did not get much in return for my little help to Xiao Jing in the early years. But when the censor’s stage was stained with blood, bad karma followed!”
Before he said anything specific, this sentence basically let Ji Yuan understand the tone of what happened next.
Killing heroes is something that in feudal dynasties, the founding emperors of all dynasties might do.
And Xiao Jingguan paid homage to Yu Shi Zhongcheng, and the role he played in the criminal law of the imperial court must be disgraceful. The merits of Conglong were the great achievements of the establishment of the dynasty. Killing such old and good ministers will definitely bring negative karma. It’s enough for the old turtle to bear.
Ji Yuan placed his right hand on his knee and tapped it slowly. While sympathizing with the old turtle and some of the innocent old officials, he was also thoughtful in his heart.
‘The surname is Xiao? ’
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