Chapter 17 Realm

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"It seems that the scheming little fat guy is no match for Gong Qing when it comes to quarrels." Chen Fan secretly laughed. He also needs to practice to quarrel with others. I guess Gong Qing is so pampered at home that he is not afraid of anyone. He can quarrel with the sky and the sky. The environment creates talents.

Chen Fan took a sip of the Fuliang tea served by the waiter. Not to mention that the taste was not bad, it did have the function of waking up the brain. After drinking it, a warm current filled the chest and abdomen, and a faint aroma rushed to his forehead. Chen Fan felt that his brain was awake again. A little bit.

Just as Chen Fan closed his eyes slightly and enjoyed this feeling, he heard the sound of footsteps.

"Three guests, Mr. Ma Lang would like to come and thank you for your kindness." The waiter led a young man in. He was wearing a white gown with a red gold belt around his waist. He had a fair face and handsome features. He was about seventeen or seventeen years old. Eight years old, at first glance, people don't feel disgusted, at least, that's how Chen Fan feels.

Chen Fan stood up. Seeing Chen Fan standing up, the other two also stood up.

"In Xiamabo, I would like to thank the three gentlemen for their kindness. We have ten guests here today, mainly because I have a friend who came all the way from Suzhou and has a distinguished status. I came here specially today. I hope it will be convenient for you. , I have provided the tea supplies, and asked the waiter to arrange a seat for you in the hall. I wonder if you can do me a favor? I will be grateful in the future." Ma Bo bowed and said.

When Chen Fan heard this, he felt that Ma Bo was a good talker. His words were neither humble nor arrogant. It not only pointed out that there were noble people among their colleagues who could not afford to offend him, but at the same time, it was enough. The key to the face of himself and others is that they are still willing to pay, so although Chen Fan heard the threat, he was not disgusted and was ready to agree immediately, but Chen Fan was not the only one who came.

His words fell behind Gong Qing, who was a master of quick words and retorts, "Then who among the three of us do you think is not noble? Not as noble as your friend from Suzhou, nor as noble as you, so together we Don’t you even have the qualifications for a room?”

"That's right, we came first, didn't ask you to pay for tea, and were willing to let you use another empty table. Why do you think our status is low?" Feng Can added.

Chen Fan was speechless. These two people, what was wrong with their minds today? They couldn't talk well. The other party may not necessarily have this intention. Even if he does, it would be bad to betray him all at once!

Chen Fan decisively chose not to say anything. Firstly, it would be fine if he didn't help, and he must not undermine his friends at this time. Secondly, even if he said so, it would probably be useless. Gong Qing would definitely criticize him. He knew it without even thinking about it. You will definitely say that it is your treat today and someone paid for it for you, of course you are happy and so on. Chen Fan decided to remain silent. As the saying goes, silence is golden. Chen Fan simply picked up the tea cup again, took a sip of tea, and looked out the window. Well, the scenery outside was nice, but he was a little tired from standing there.

It was probably Ma Bo's first time to meet people like Xiang Gong and Feng who could quarrel with others. When they saw that the two of them had finished speaking, the other one had no intention of speaking, so he just gave a side look and was stunned for a moment. He was probably feeling strange in his heart. How come there are people who are dissatisfied with him? He said slightly embarrassed: "I think you two have misunderstood. I don't mean to belittle the three of you. I just want to ask the three gentlemen to help me with the next favor."

"It's out of love to help you, but it's our duty not to help. It's not like we didn't help you. Aren't we giving you two empty tables?" Gong Qing continued to ask.

"Okay, let's just use the two empty tables." At this time, a voice came from outside the door, and then a man walked in, wearing a purple gold crown and a blue brocade robe with flowing clouds embroidered on it. He has a white silk pattern, and a three-finger-wide beige brocade belt tied around his waist. In the center of the brocade belt is a shining yellow gem like pine oil, exuding a strong aura of wealth from his body.

"Then you can use it, you're welcome." Gong Qing regarded himself as the master of this room, waved his hand, sat down by himself, and began to continue to struggle with his chess.

Seeing Gong Qing sit down, Feng Can immediately followed. When he felt the two of them sit down, Chen Fan couldn't stand alone. He always looked sideways at the window. He turned to Ma Bo and said, "You are free to do as you like."

Ma Bo was a little embarrassed and said: "Thank you." He turned around to greet his friend.

When Chen Fan saw Ma Bo turning around to greet his friends, he let out a breath and sat down. He felt someone looking at him. He looked up and saw a young man standing by the door. He was probably the one who spoke just now. He was a young man with a distinguished status in Ma Bo's mouth. He was about the same age as Ma Bo and had thick black eyebrows. With straight facial features, he nodded politely immediately, without waiting for the other party's reaction, and continued playing chess with his head down.

Perhaps out of boredom, the wealthy young man walked over without saying a word, looking at the chessboard. After a while, Ma Bo led a group of people in, looked over, and asked everyone to sit down without saying hello. Fortunately, the place was spacious enough to sit.

Ma Bo came over and signaled the rich boy to come over. The rich boy shook his head slightly and said softly: "Look at this chess game."

After Ma Bo heard this, he was slightly stunned. He probably thought that there was something interesting about the chess played by these three people, but he still followed the instructions and looked at the chessboard. After a while, his brows furrowed and he fell into deep thought.

Chen Fan doesn't mind if there are people watching chess next to him. Although there are chess departments and chess officials in this era, there may be some secrets. But in Chen Fan's view, communication makes people progress, listening to other people's opinions and pushing themselves. It is a process of progress, and now people are watching from the sidelines.

On the other hand, Gong Qing, who was watching the chess game next to him, was probably a little stressed. He couldn't decide where to land, so he said to Feng Can, "I'm asking you to make this move, which way do you want to go?"

Feng Can, who probably had to endure it for a long time, finally found the words to fight back, and immediately replied: "You took so many steps before, and now you think of letting me go, what do you think I should say?"

"Does it matter whether you walked more or I walked more before? I didn't stop you, right? You see, this step was what you wanted to leave at that time, and I didn't say anything, right? Even if you left It's not good. I'm not complaining about you, am I? When playing chess, you need to have ideas and even more magnanimity. You see, your thinking is not right now. You don't want to eat, but you just want to think about how many steps I have taken and how many steps you have taken. Where is this? Okay? Keep your mind on the chessboard. Don't lose concentration when playing chess. You see that you are not paying attention and you are distracting me. Do you think this chess can still be played well?" Gong Qing said, it seems that there is no need to think about it. , it is estimated that even if he loses this game of chess, someone will take the blame.

Feng Can didn't expect that his question would make Gong Qing ask so many questions. However, a fat man with a dark belly is not a fuel-efficient lamp. "Look, if you don't pay attention, you will be distracted. Even if I am eating, I will not be able to talk to anyone." The idea of ​​eating and playing chess is the same. Just like some people can use their left hand to use a sword and their right hand to use a knife, but some people can only use the same. This is the difference. For example, when I talk to you now, I don’t know how to use it. It affects my thoughts about playing chess. This is the realm. Do you understand the realm?"

"Well, a perfect counterattack." Chen Fan thought to himself, "The fat man with a dark belly is really not that simple."

Gong Qing finally took his eyes off the chessboard. He must have always been rude to others, and he finally started to look at the fat man in front of him. "I heard a joke before. A frog at the bottom of a well thinks that the sky is only as big as the mouth of the well. It tells others that the sky is as big as the mouth of a well. It also asks people standing on the mouth of the well whether they can see the sky. Isn’t that funny? When talking about realm, we also need to differentiate between people and see what level we are at. Realm is a person’s ideological consciousness. And spiritual cultivation is also the ability of self-cultivation. A person's ideological consciousness is zero, his spiritual cultivation is zero, and his self-cultivation ability is zero. Do you think it's funny to talk about realm with others? There is a five-level Go master, Someone asked him what state he had reached in playing chess. He said that he did not talk about state before he was in the fourth level because he had not yet reached the qualification to talk about state. As a result, there was a person who did not even have a chess level and thought he was very high. He talked about state. , do you think it’s funny? Feng Can, if I don’t tell you, I’ll tell you. This is the first time I’ve heard that eating does not affect your mind when playing chess. It’s a state of mind. If you eat or don’t eat, you lose. That’s true. A state of mind that no one else can learn from.”

"Vicious tongue, venomous tongue. Now it seems that Feng Can's counterattack is so weak. Why did I feel perfect just now? It seems that my cultivation is not enough!" Chen Fan reflected secretly.

"This is not easy to counterattack. The most powerful thing about Gong Qing is that he did not directly say that Feng Can is the frog in the well, nor does he say that the person with zero realm is Feng Can. Feng Can cannot agree on these two points, otherwise he will admit that he is the frog in the well. People with zero realm; only the last question about people with no grade talks about realm. It can be said that the person named is Feng Can, but Gong Qing quoted a fifth-grade master who said that realm is not discussed before fourth-grade. This is likely to be high at that time. It refers to the qualifications for cultivating gods, not even entry qualifications. It is not wrong to quote it here. It is difficult to fight back!" Chen Fan secretly thought for Feng Can about how to reject it.

Fortunately, it was the scheming fat man who started the quarrel, not Chen Fan. The red-eyed Feng Can, probably angry, immediately said: "The reason why a saint can become a saint is to create. Before the "Tao Te Ching" came out, , has anyone heard of the "Tao Te Ching"? The difference between a genius and a mediocre person is that genius dares to think and never belittles himself. A mediocre person is conservative and always thinks that he is incompetent. A mediocre person uses his own incompetence point of view to measure genius. What do you think? Is it funny? The story you told about the frog in the well is very funny. The funny thing is that the frog thought that the sky that others saw was the same as what he saw. It was like a person who didn't even have a rank met a fifth-rank person. He thinks that what the fifth-grade person says is right. He really doesn’t know that a first-grade person once said that realms are not divided into levels, grades, and industries. They can be measured and impacted by anyone. You said, Is it funny that someone who doesn’t even know who a frog is is funny?”

"It seems that there is a realm for hating people. What Feng Can said about the realm is regardless of level, grade, or industry. It makes perfect sense. When it comes to the realm of hating people, these two people in front of me are masters! In the past, they were masters. Why didn't you notice?" Chen Fan, who had always thought his eloquence was pretty good, suddenly felt pressured.