It wasn't until after burning the incense that Xun Wenqu's livid complexion improved slightly. He exhaled a long breath of depression and soothed his mood for a long time. He still felt that he was depressed, and all his white hair was swaying in front of his forehead. It was rare that he felt a heavy feeling in his chest and calmed down. Pouring tea by yourself and taking two or three sips can relax your mood in the slightest.
Being in the court, under one person, he is naturally the most knowledgeable and capable person. The former Mr. Xun was attacked not long after he left Sutai County. It had only been two or three days before a secret letter was delivered to Xun Wenqu. I opened the letter in my hand and only looked at it twice. I was so angry that I almost stayed up all night. When the sky was white with fish belly, I was already fully dressed and went straight to the second-rank official named Qu Lu to inquire about it. The latter had already gone out for a stroll before it was dark. Without saying a word, he walked quickly to the temple. When they met, he gave the latter three palms in succession.
Fortunately, this place is quite secluded. If he were in the capital city, no one would believe that Prime Minister Xun, who was usually generous and kind to others, could not suppress his anger at times, and did not show any dignity at all. Liu, who was obviously about the same age, raised his hand and struck without any hesitation.
"You came to court with me on the first day, and you are still no more than three years old. You still remember what I taught you back then," Xun Wenqu finally spoke, as if his anger had receded like a tide, and he didn't have much strength left in his body to move the celadon. Putting down the tea cup, he said, "No one is a saint, and there are always differences. Maybe a small thing that seems insignificant to you will be as big as the sky falling in the eyes of others. People live in temples, accompanied by kings and tigers, so don't I may be a little arrogant, but after so many years, it seems that you have never firmly kept your concerns in mind, and that is why you are now in a situation where you are not worthy of the first rank."
"People have their likes and dislikes. There was an emperor in the previous dynasty who was fond of wooden utensils. He summoned countless skilled craftsmen to the imperial city, and even condescended to ask for advice on how to carve and carve wooden utensils. Although he was not a saint, except for such eccentric hobbies , but it is true that people are only based on merit, and there have not been any major omissions. God has given it to the Holy One, but after all, there will be old age, illness, ignorance, anger, anger, and pain. How can you and I hinder many things lightly? What's more, the young master of Xunji's family has not yet matured. The situation that is most difficult to deal with right now is undoubtedly that person in the Qiliang Academy. He may still be evil-minded, and he is still thinking about how to shake the country. His ashes have already revived. This is the most difficult disaster to deal with."
Qu Lu didn't answer. It was obvious that there were deep finger marks on his face, which would probably be difficult to heal in three to five days, but he never showed any sullen expression and lowered his eyebrows for a long time.
"Actually, I just want to share some of Xun Xiang's worries. His official rank is still at the lowest level. However, I see that Xun Xiang's back is getting less straight every day. I am really worried. I have no choice but to take this step. I hope that Xun Xiang will not take offense. , I have never cared about the way of being an official, I just want to do my best."
The sky was already bright, and the birds around him were chirping lightly. The golden body in the Buddhist hall was dazzling, which made Xun Wenqu's eyes hurt. He waved his hands helplessly, no longer intending to argue with the person in front of him, and instead said slowly, "That's alright, I'm thinking of you. I have no hidden evil intentions, but my behavior is too ill-considered. I won’t argue with you about this matter for now. I don’t need to worry about how to solve this matter later. As a guide, I will always make money while I can. I have to wait for a few days to smooth things over for you." The monk who had always been silent stopped hearing the words of the two people and walked away from the thatched cottage. He picked up the hem of his robe and walked over. The threshold of the Buddhist hall is very high, I walked under the golden body and sat cross-legged on the ground, silently reciting scriptures with my mouth closed.
The monk has not spoken a word for ten years. Today, as before, he has not said a word. However, when he looks at the golden body of the Buddha, his eyes are filled with golden light. He immediately stops reciting the scriptures silently and stands up again. , patted the young novice monk on the side and moved the old moss-covered threshold outside the Buddhist hall. Immediately, there was a smile in the corner of his eyes, and he sat back in the middle of the Buddhist hall with his eyes half closed, seeming to fall asleep.
The willow color is green.
Spring has been here for a long time in Na'an, and many places have experienced several consecutive rains. It already feels like the beginning of summer. The original long gowns are no longer suitable for wearing. Many people walking on the street who do not want to be fashionable have rolled up their sleeves to avoid leaving. Within a few steps, I was sweating profusely, but the Qiliang Academy was considered to be in a shady place, so there was no need to relieve the heat.
The former site of the Qiliang Academy was originally the site of the Shangyang Chamber of the Qi Dynasty. In the past, it was dedicated to collecting books. Most of the entire mountain was hollowed out and no less than ten thousand volumes of classics were hidden inside. Later, due to the disintegration of the Qi Dynasty, half of it was abandoned for many years and scattered. Today, The Emperor of Shang Qi simply changed this place into the Chuxue Palace for high-ranking students in the capital or students from poorer families with profound knowledge to come and read through the books. Although the number of the former was much higher than that of the latter, it was still the place where the entire Shang Qi students They are all places that are thought of deeply.
Most of the mountain was hollowed out. I heard that it cost countless people and money back then. There were no less than ten thousand strong men who carried stones out of the mountain. Although the mountain was steep and moss-covered, and people often fell into the mountain stream, there were still no strong men. The slightest complaint, firstly, is because the money and salary are extremely generous, and secondly, the officials who are handling this matter are ordered by the emperor to say that when these men are old enough, they can come here to review papers for a year, which is enough to make their sons learned. Enter the room.
There are many criss-crossing narrow roads in Qiliang Academy, and it is located in the mountains after all. Although many boundaries were formed earlier, they were finally changed into a school. When walking in and out, naturally it cannot be like the original Shangyang Room, so it is also There are many more stone steps, and from bottom to top, you can see the sun and moon passing through outside the mountain; but when you are in the mountain, you don't know what the sunset is, and you are accompanied by the fragrance of books and ink all day long. For others, it is a boring and tiring task, but for others For the students of Qiliang Academy who are addicted to books, being in this mountain is enough to instantly forget the vastness of the world and sink into unconsciousness without being surprised by the collapse of the sky. They feel that they are like Qian Long guarding the palace. Insects born in the dank and damp realm of the platform are trapped in the mountains and imprisoned themselves.
In the past few months, a gentleman wearing a long gown and long gown came to the Qiliang Academy to give lectures. He was probably in his forties or fifties. However, no one knew the background of this gentleman, let alone the depth of his knowledge. He came to the Qiliang Academy. One day, he carved a square chessboard in the three-story mountain. He never gave any lectures. He just took a charcoal futon and sat on the side of the stone chessboard. He wrote a wooden sign and said that a game would cost ten taels of silver. If you lose, you will be paid twice. .
Naturally, there are curious students, or those who believe in their chess skills. When they meet such a strange lecturer, they can't help but feel a little quarrelsome. Every day, three or two people sit in front of this gentleman, but they can't play more than a dozen chess games. With his hand, he realized that this seemingly ordinary gentleman's chess skills were like those of a towering mountain. Not to mention starting from the beginning, even if he looked far away, it was difficult to see the top of the mountain hidden in the clouds and mist. He handed over ten taels of silver with a sad face, but he was not convinced in his heart. There are many ways in the world, and the chess skills in the literary world are not small, but they are by no means those extremely brilliant skills. In the final analysis, in the eyes of these handsome men, they are just small ways. After all, they are not as big as the machinations and conspiracies in the world, so even if they are There were hundreds of taels of silver piled up in front of this gentleman, but not many people came forward to salute him respectfully.
On the contrary, for several months, a lieutenant from the palace often came to visit. He said that the Holy Master missed his disciple very much and did not know when he would return to the capital. This attracted many students in the Qiliang Academy to speculate. This ordinary gentleman, who seems to have little knowledge, is a disciple of a high-ranking student with a great background. Therefore, there are many students who obviously have very low chess skills, but they are willing to come and offer a few coins, but they don't have any idea. It was necessary to fall on the chessboard, but instead he made insinuations and asked who the great talent this lecturer was.
But every time, the gentleman just smiled and accepted the money, and then shook his head without answering. As time went by, everyone's thoughts faded away a lot. Even those who still had unanswered questions mostly used their own methods to figure it out, so they went The student who was talking about the game in front of Zhou Lecture became more and more serious, so that by the end it was deserted, and not even three or two people stopped in one day.
Today, only one person came to see Zhou giving a lecture. He bent down and sat down cross-legged. He picked up the teapot from the chessboard without looking for a cup. He raised his head and poured some of it into his throat, which had already cooled. After drinking the tea, he wiped the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, put down thirty taels of silver and pushed it in front of Zhou Kefa, "I came a little late today. I was rambling on in the lecture. It was obviously time to take a break. On the contrary, I became interested and spent the whole two or three hours. I haven't finished the difficult article, and I feel sour and stinky all over my body. I just want to put off one more stick of incense. Is it possible to finish it? He is obviously a very knowledgeable master, but he can't even understand this trivial account. It’s really weird.”
"You are quite interesting as a young man. After listening to the teachings of the sage, you actually feel that it would be better to come here and waste money and lose chess."
Zhou Kefa shook his head helplessly, but he still hurriedly put away the thirty taels of silver in front of him, coughed twice and laughed, "Every day, I expect you and another kid to come to cheer me up. I don't have any chess skills, but it's a pity that no one can compete. It can truly be described as a dragon-slaying skill."
The visitor was also very moved. He put his ugly face close to Zhou Kefa and asked curiously, "Sir, you are always so good at chess, but no one comes to ask for advice on your two moves. This move of chess changes vertically, horizontally, and closed. In my opinion, But compared to those lecturers who only know about teaching some old-fashioned articles, how come they are so unpopular?"
"When the world's temperament becomes more and more weird, there are always people who are unwilling to admit that they are not good at chess. Even if they know that their chess skills are not as good as others, they will always find ways to comfort themselves. A mere old scholar of unknown origin may only know how to play chess and write and seal. Probably far inferior to me.”
"I am a proud young man in a high-ranking family. How can I know the so-called humility and respect if I have not suffered many setbacks?"
