When Sun Simiao was invited to diagnose and treat Princess Qinghe, it was natural to take care of her transportation.
On the way back, only Fang Jun accompanied Sun Simiao in the car.
The carriage was very wide, and although it was not a four-wheeled carriage produced by Fang's workshop, it was stable enough. Fang Jun poured the tea from the teapot into the cup on the table, and it was stable without spilling a drop.
Sun Simiao reached out to pick up the cup, took a sip of tea, raised his white eyebrows, and said with a smile: "You, although it is useless to say that people are not romantic, but the essence is the foundation of the human body, and it must be controlled. Buddhism says, ' 'Red skull' is enough to knock bones and suck out marrow, you think it's just talk? Wives and concubines are harmonious and beautiful, even if they are clothed in commoner clothes and have hairpins, they are also peaceful and joyful. How can they be so happy when they are like clouds, but instead they are scheming and scheming?"
Fang Jun blinked, a little embarrassed.
"Well, I'm afraid the Taoist Master has some misunderstanding... This matter is not my idea. In fact, it is Princess Jinyang who is asking for help. I can't shirk it. I can't bear to see her become a victim of politics at such a young age. I feel pity for her." , there is absolutely no dirty thought.”
Sun Simiao smiled indifferently and said leisurely: "In the world of mortals, we are bound by fame and fortune. Who can escape from the chaos and chaos? We can hide for a while, but not for the rest of our lives. Erlang can take care of Princess Jinyang this time, can he still do it? To take care of her throughout her life? Her destiny is determined by God, and her destiny cannot be controlled by herself. Just let everything take its course. Too much persistence will not only not help the matter, but will only cause trouble, which is unnecessary."
Fang Jun was silent.
He has been an atheist since he was a child and firmly believes that "man can conquer nature", but his belief back then is now in tatters.
Maybe fate is not destined by God, but it is definitely not in everyone's own hands. In the surging river of destiny, everyone is just a solitary boat. They can only float and sink with the waves. They may be capsized in an instant, but they can never cross the waves and reach the other shore.
You may not believe in fate, but sometimes, you have to bow to fate.
Princess Jinyang was born in the royal family, enjoying wealth and glory, and being respected by the world, so she must bear the backlash caused by it. There is no free lunch in the world. Whatever you gain, you will lose accordingly. This is fate, this is the universe. Reasonable.
Just as Sun Simiao said, if he can take care of Princess Jinyang this time, can he still take care of her for the rest of his life?
One day, the once charming and naive little girl will once again become a victim of politics and be put on the shelf for trading.
Copy the happiness of Princess Gaoyang and yourself?
Haha, it’s not because I traveled through time, but this marriage is a complete tragedy...
Seeing that Fang Jun was a little dull, Sun Simiao laughed dumbly. After all, he was still young. He worried about gains and losses, but he had not yet realized that life is about weighing choices and trades. Hesitating between gains and losses. How can he defeat God's will despite all the calculations?
I have no regrets in admiring you, and I have no regrets in this life.
"The old Taoist has never lied in his life. This time he broke the rule for Erlang. I wonder how Erlang plans to repay me?"
Fang Jun turned around and grinned.
This old Taoist is not a good person. He said it so seriously, and it is obvious that he has a big intention...
"A gentleman shows kindness without expecting repayment. If I keep mentioning repayment, wouldn't it be a stain on the reputation of the Taoist priest? What's more, in the Taoist temple, the Taoist priest once said that I have been a close friend for many years. I am really grateful and moved to tears. My eyes are filled with tears. Don’t worry, Taoist Priest. In order to maintain this friendship, I will never say a word of repayment, so that Taoist Priest’s Taoist heart will not be stained and his practice will be damaged.”
Sun Simiao's eyelids twitched and he said: "Taoism is natural. The old Taoist has practiced Taoism all his life. He has never done it deliberately. He just happened to do it. At that time, he also tasted wine and sex, and his anger has not been cut off. His reputation and interests will not be discarded like worn shoes or disdain. At a glance, isn’t it a joy to see people living in this world, with grudges and grudges coming and going as they please?”
Fang Jun said: "The most valuable thing about making friends is knowing one's heart. You should also stay away from external things such as fame and fortune, otherwise it will tarnish the friendship, which is not beautiful. Reaching out to help in times of crisis will make this friendship last forever. Going through fire and water, this is a legend in the world."
"hehe……"
Sun Simiao sneered: "Want to cheat?"
Fang Jun spread his hands and said, "I think that since the Taoist priest is upright and compassionate, he will definitely not refuse the job of helping others. How could he ever tempt him with benefits?"
Sun Simiao stroked his beard, but he was not angry. He said quietly: "The old Taoist has been cultivating Taoism all his life. He has never seen the road to becoming an immortal. Instead, he has gained some understanding of medical skills. People call me a 'miraculous doctor'. I am not worthy of it, but I can treat chronic diseases." It’s not hard for me. Princess Jinyang’s illness is certainly serious, but if you go back and look through medical books and think more, you may be able to come up with a prescription that will cure the illness..."
Fang Jun stared at his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said with emotion: "The Taoist priest is righteous, and I took action this time. I am in the Mingganwu Nei. Recently, the navy hunted a whale from the East China Sea and obtained a piece of ambergris weighing fifty kilograms. It’s priceless, so give it to the Taoist Priest.”
Mother!
Is there any "immortal" charm in this old Taoist?
After practicing Taoism for a lifetime, I learned how to rip off...
Hearing the fifty pounds of ambergris, Sun Simiao was so excited that he almost pulled off his beard. However, more than a hundred years of Taoism were not in vain. He quickly calmed down and seemed to be disapproving. He drooped his eyelids and shook his head slightly.
Fang Jun was furious, isn't this satisfactory?
I had no choice but to bleed profusely: "This time in Mobei, I accidentally got a few Rhodiola rosea plants. I have sent people to guard them day and night. When they mature in autumn, they will be picked... and given to the Taoist priest."
"hiss……"
Sun Simiao finally lost his composure, accidentally pulled off a few strands of his beard, and exclaimed: "Seriously?"
Rhodiola rosea has always been regarded as a "miraculous medicine". It grows on the top of bitter and cold mountains. It is extremely rare. Taking it for a long time can lead to immortality. Its effect is even greater than that of ginseng. Although its rarity is not as good as ambergris, it has medicinal uses. Value cannot be calculated based on facts.
Fang Jun's heart bleeds: "It's absolutely true! It's just... Taoist priest, do you think this will work? After picking this thing, it will be transported to Chang'an and cultivated in the Zhongnan Mountains. When it matures next year, Taoist priest can take it." How about using it?"
Sun Simiao thought for a while and thought that Fang Jun had profound knowledge in plant cultivation. Flowers and fruit trees transplanted in Jiangnan and Lingnan can survive in Guanzhong. This rhodiola is hard-won. If it can be successfully cultivated in his hands, it can be cultivated in the future. Planting at will has greater meaning, so he nodded happily: "Good!"
After being blackmailed, Fang Jun felt dissatisfied and snorted: "It's a great talent, but it's a pity that I entered the Taoist sect. If I practiced the art of Tao Zhu, how could I get the title of 'God of Wealth'?" ? I’m afraid that Lu Buwei, Deng Tong and others will also be willing to accept the disadvantage."
He was not angry in his heart, but Sun Simiao, who had been blackmailed hard, was smiling. He was not angry in the face of Fang Jun's cynicism, and said with a smile: "Friends are valued because they know each other. You came to seek help from an old man, even if you are trying to deceive the king." I don’t like it, but has the old Taoist ever said a word of refusal? What’s more, if you have a friend who has a financial relationship, if you have good things, give some to the old Taoist, and use them to cure diseases and save people. This is to cultivate your yin virtues and everyone will be happy. Isn’t it wonderful?”
The old man and the young man were bickering, but they were harmonious and happy.
When they arrived at the Zhongnan Mountain Taoist Temple, Sun Simiao invited Fang Jun inside to drink tea: "Taoist Yuan is a scholar of heaven and man, especially good at the art of fortune-telling and Feng Shui. A chat with him can also increase his knowledge and benefit him. This opportunity is not for human beings." Everyone has it.”
How did he know that Fang Jun felt guilty when he saw Yuan Tiangang?
Fang Jun declined politely: "The academy is full of busy work, but we can't leave for a moment. If you have the opportunity in the future, please ask Taoist Yuan for advice."
Sun Simiao followed Shan Ruliu, waved his hand, and entered the Taoist temple directly.
In the side room, the overturned table has been removed and the broken tea set has been replaced. The little Taoist priest is kneeling in front of the table to boil water and make tea.
Yuan Tiangang sat down on the side of the table, raised his eyes to look at Sun Simiao who walked in, and asked: "That kid is not particular about asking people to diagnose a disease, but he doesn't care about him?"
Sun Simiao sat opposite him, stroked his beard and said curiously: "Of course he was sent back, but when the boy arrived at the door, he refused to come in. It should be said that it was the first time you met, and there was no suspicion at all. How could it be so unpleasant? It seems that Like an enemy?"
"Hmph!"
Yuan Tiangang took a sip of tea, put the tea cup heavily on the table, and said angrily: "That guy is just a stick! Li Chunfeng once said that his face was different, so he gave the old man a chance to make some pointers to make him avoid. Fierce, what’s the result? The old Taoist just mentioned it, but the guy grabbed it and scolded the old Taoist Mi Chong... It’s simply unreasonable!”
Sun Simiao smiled bitterly.
This old friend is called a "god" by the world. His cultivation is indeed profound and he doesn't think twice about others, but his straightforward temperament is also a headache.
He was often confused, how did such a temperament that showed emotions and anger come to have this kind of cultivation?
In other words, if Yuan Tiangang could cultivate his temper to the point where his mind is as still as water, indifferent and peaceful, could he already have a glimpse of the supreme way of heaven, and be able to ascend and become an immortal anytime, anywhere?
