Xuan Chengzi couldn't help but be startled when he heard this.
"Sir, seriously..."
He couldn't believe it.
One word can conquer the mountain!
This is the opportunity of Qingxian Temple.
How could Xuan Chengzi be willing to refuse?
Chen Changsheng said: "Just think of Chen as leaving a guarantee for his old friend's safe haven."
Xuanchengzi lifted up his robe and immediately knelt down.
"I am a poor Taoist, thank you sir on behalf of the monks from Qingxian Temple!"
Chen Changsheng helped him up and said, "It's just a small matter."
Xuan Chengzi was extremely excited. With this word, it was like having a talisman, which could at least ensure that Qingshan City would have a foundation in times of crisis.
He also silently remembered such kindness in his heart.
The two returned to the palace from the mountain stream.
Xuanchengzi ordered people to bring in pens, inks, paper and inkstones. The best paper and the best ink were full of spiritual energy and extremely mysterious.
He was standing in front of the table, and there was no one else in the room.
Xuan Chengzi asked: "Sir, what word should I write?"
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment, then looked at Xuanchengzi and said, "What do you think, Taoist Master?"
Xuan Chengzi smiled helplessly and said, "I'm afraid I don't dare to make a decision."
Chen Changsheng paused and said, "Why don't you just write the word "Qing"?"
"green?"
"The water is clear."
Chen Changsheng said: "One more touch of water, one more touch of fate, what does the Taoist think?"
After hearing this, Xuan Chengzi paused, but didn't say anything. He cupped his hands and said, "It all depends on Sir."
Chen Changsheng nodded and immediately started writing.
The pen moved like a dragon and a snake, and a clear word fell on the paper.
But this word "Qing" seems a bit ordinary.
There is no charm or any special splendor.
It's just like a word written normally.
Chen Changsheng put down his pen, waved his sleeves, and the ink dried completely.
Xuan Chengzi looked at that word and felt extremely excited.
Naturally, ordinary eyes would not be able to recognize the power of this word. With a discerning eye, Xuan Chengzi could see some of the charm of heaven and earth from the faint ink mark.
He is so good, but he can only see a little bit of it.
One word can conquer a mountain, it’s no lie!
"Thank you sir." Xuan Chengzi thanked him quickly.
Chen Changsheng smiled warmly and said: "It's just a small matter, Taoist priest doesn't need to be so polite."
Just as he was talking, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.
It was the disciples from Guanzhong who came.
The disciple then said: "Master, Prince Wei is waiting outside the temple."
After hearing this, Xuanchengzi said: "I know, I will go later."
The self then retreated.
Chen Changsheng looked at Xuanchengzi and asked, "Prince Wei also believes it?"
Xuan Chengzi said: "Prince Wei is a Taoist scholar, but his understanding of some things coincides with the principles of Taoism. In his early years, he often came to the mountains to talk with me, firstly asking questions. The affairs of the family and the country, and secondly, the affairs of the farmers and the common people."
He paused, looked at Mr. Chen and said, "Mr. Chen might as well meet with Pindao, Prince Wei."
Chen Changsheng said: "Chen has this intention."
Before coming here, he had often heard people say that the people in King Wei's land were at ease, but he had never seen this person before.
"Sir please."
The two of them left the palace gate one after the other.
Xuan Chengzi and Chen Changsheng came to the gate of the temple together.
Prince Wei was a very observant person. He was always waiting at the door, but he never forced himself into the gate just because he was the King of Wei.
Watch the door open.
But he saw a man with a tall waist and a tall waist and a kind face standing in front of the gate. Behind him, there were two guards accompanying him, each carrying a sword.
This person is the King of Wei.
Xuanchengzi cupped his hands and said, "I have met King Wei."
King Wei smiled warmly, cupped his hands and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time. I wonder how you are growing up?"
Xuanchengzi smiled and said, "Thank you, King Wei, for keeping me in mind. Everything is fine for me."
King Wei looked at Mr. Qingshan beside Xuanchengzi. He saw this man coming out with Xuanchengzi, so he asked, "I wonder who this is..."
Xuan Chengzi introduced: "This is Mr. Chen, who was once a good friend of the ancestor."
Chen Changsheng cupped his hands and said, "Chen has met King Wei."
King Wei responded with a courtesy, "I have met Mr. Chen."
Then several people entered the temple.
The guards of King Wei stayed outside the watch.
The guard was so evil that he could not enter the palace. He had a quarrel with the Taoist boy at the door because of this matter. Later, King Wei came and put the matter to rest.
Xuanchengzi invited King Wei to the pavilion behind the watch.
Also serve tea and pastries.
After sitting down, King Wei said: "Last time I came here, I talked with the Taoist priest about mulberry farming. What I did was indeed miraculous, but the weather suddenly changed, and there was a drought in the north of the fiefdom. I can't help but feel a little worried."
Xuan Chengzi said: "My lord, the weather and the sky are the will of heaven. Yuanchuan is adjacent to the Tongtian River and has a constant water supply. Even if it is a drought, it may not have any serious consequences."
The King of Wei shook his head and said: "When I was serving Emperor Taizu, the Jing people rebelled and occupied this Qingshan City. Then there was a two-year drought and no harvests. This led to the defeat of the Jing people's rebels. Having learned from the previous experience, this book The king should also take some measures."
Xuanchengzi paused for a moment, shook his head and said: "The King of Wei is embarrassing Pindao. Pindao is a Taoist and his knowledge is not comprehensive. How can Pindao give advice on water conservancy and weather management?" , perhaps the prince should ask his advisers."
King Wei smiled helplessly and said, "I just have nothing to do and just want to talk."
He paused suddenly, looked at Mr. Qingshan who was sitting next to him, and said, "I was so busy talking that I almost forgot about this gentleman."
Chen Changsheng smiled warmly and said: "Chen just happened to come here. You can just chat. There is no need to worry about Chen."
"But we can't leave you behind, sir."
King Wei asked: "The Taoist priest said that you had an old relationship with your ancestor?"
Chen Changsheng nodded and said, "It happened in the early years."
"But sir, he looks very young."
"Chen's senior and the ancestor of Taoist Master Xuanchengzi were old friends."
"I see."
King Wei asked: "So, Mr. Chen is also a Taoist?"
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and said, "Yes and no."
"Yes and no?"
"It's just impure." Chen Changsheng said: "Previously, Chen heard Taoist Master Xuanchengzi mention King Wei. Such impurity should be somewhat similar to King Wei."
King Wei immediately understood and said: "I am the prince after all. In these troubled times, what I care about should be the people of Liming and the politics of my family and country, so I am not pure."
Chen Changsheng said: "Chen is different. Chen is a lazy and free-spirited person. Everything he sees is interesting. If he learns something here or somewhere else, he cannot be considered pure."
After hearing this, King Wei nodded and said, "Sir, you feel at ease like this."
"That's right."
Chen Changsheng smiled and then asked: "Chen heard that King Wei now lives in the former Prince Yu's Mansion?"
King Wei paused after hearing this, "Prince Yu's Mansion?"
"King Wei doesn't know?"
"I have never heard anyone mention this before."
Chen Changsheng said: "Jingshi, that's the mansion built by King Yu. Maybe it was because the name was changed later, so King Wei didn't know about it?"
