There was an extraordinary scholar from the previous dynasty who once divided human life into eight levels.
The first priority is to study diligently. When I was young, I read thousands of books. I chased the wind and the moon without stopping. Wherever there is plain grass, there are spring mountains.
The second level is frivolity. When you are young, you are young and full of energy. A young man should have great ambitions and ride a horse across the plains.
The third level is arrogance. When I was young, I was high-spirited, and my horses were hoofed in the spring breeze. I saw all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.
The fourth level is calmness. In the prime of life, with more experience, the bamboo stick and mango shoes are lighter than the horse, and you can live your whole life in the misty rain.
The fifth level is peace and tranquility. In middle age, everything is indifferent, and the same is true for worldly pleasures. Since ancient times, everything has gone smoothly.
The sixth level is randomness. When you are old, you will have sailed through thousands of sails, and you will be happy with the rich and poor. If you don't smile, you will be an idiot.
At the seventh level, there is great sound and sound, and the invisible open-mindedness and transparency of the elephant. High mountains have their own paths for travelers, and deep waters have their own ferrymen.
The eighth level is an otherworldly person who is old and done with. If he doesn't talk about human affairs when meeting people, he is a person who has nothing to do in the world.
Naturally, the two of them, one big and one small, never seem to have anything to worry about. Naturally, they cannot feel or understand what these three people are thinking at the moment.
Even if he heard about the so-called Fu Ying's intention to invade Dazhou last night, Xiaocha might not understand the importance of it because he was still young, but for He Qingshan, who is drunk today and doesn't care about happiness or sorrow tomorrow, he has already reached a different stage. Although she is the sixth-oldest person, she is just a storyteller, and she is only a storyteller who has told the emperor once and is somewhat famous. Such important matters of family and country are certainly not something that a commoner like her should care about or worry about. .
Since the matter has nothing to do with me, I just hang it up high.
After all, every day is a good time if you have nothing to worry about.
This is an expert.
Ye Xiayou made another round of tea with He Qingshan, and the well-behaved Xiao Cha was already busy cleaning this small house that did not belong to her, inside and outside, busy in front and back.
Ye Xiaer raised another topic.
"If I'm not mistaken, Xiaocha should be the granddaughter of Senior Master He Youhe."
Gently squeezing the tea cup, He Qingshan savored the Tangming tea that should be available everywhere.
It is no exaggeration to say that this Tangming tea is the most common tea in the world. Among the tea stalls and taverns in the streets and alleys, this Tangming tea is the only one that is free, which shows that its value is not on the market.
But in these years of traveling around the country, my reputation has made me drink so many priceless and even priceless teas. I think about the time when Wang Zeng, the Prince of Ning in Jiangning, and I were in the tide-viewing pavilion of Jiangning City in the East China Sea. After boiling a spoonful of Mingqian Hongpaochun with "one tael of gold for fairy buds", it seems that it is not as memorable as the light green one in front of me.
Hearing Ye Haoyun's words, He Qingshan, who was immersed in the fragrance of tea, came back to his senses. This time he didn't think so much before and said: "Don't you know, Third Young Master, that the master's family was killed by an adulterer five or six years ago, leaving only the only one left?" I can't let go of my own flesh and blood, so I can only let her suffer some suffering with me and wander around all over the world."
Hearing that He Qingshan mentioned the Jinling Massacre that shocked the government and the public, and seemed to have forgotten the topic that the other party had just mentioned with great interest, Ye Xiayou became interested in it and asked: "Who did Senior He offend back then? How many people did he offend?" Is he being persecuted for being such a kind-hearted person? Even the Beggar Clan, which has countless disciples, can’t find any clues?”
She doesn't look like a girl at all. In one hand she holds the dough cake that is the favorite of the people in Chang'an City, Xibo, and in the other hand she holds a large porcelain bowl full of rice porridge. She is squatting more comfortably than the idle street guys. Sitting on the chair, He Qingshan muttered: "I was also in the capital at that time. After receiving the news from the gang, I just went back to deal with the funeral affairs. The Jinling City government did not say much about the matter. Afterwards, I visited the gang brothers and inquired about it for more than a month and found nothing. There are no clues, and then we can only let it go."
There was no pain in the tone after the death of a loved one, it should be silent and ruthless.
Ye Xiaer did not avoid the question politely and continued to ask: "Then it's really like letting it go?"
He Qingshan, who had never thought of eating with tea, put down the bowls and chopsticks, and the old god said: "Of course not. I have asked around many times over the years, and there must be clues."
Ye Xia's curiosity arose again.
As if he had figured it out, the storyteller, who was eating with tea, smiled and imitated the tone he used when he teased her just now: "Want to know? Then you have to agree to a condition."
Ye Xiayou laughed in astonishment and said, "You, you learn this really fast."
Naturally, there is really no need for Ye Xie to agree to anything. He Qingshan said bluntly: "Actually, if the second lady is really interested in what happened back then, she can ask Fourth Master Ye."
Ye Xia's hand shaking the water made some water splash.
Fourth Master Ye.
There is only one family with the surname Ye in the whole world. The only one who can have this title is the one in the palace of a prince with a different surname who does not receive the title of marquis without being rewarded by the court when he is in his prime. , all day long he was just a drunken backer king nesting in the winding mountain. At night, he came to his only son, Ye Hongtu. Just because he has no position, no position and no power, those who are familiar with him or not are treated as his family, and are respectfully called Ye Siye. They follow the etiquette but do not violate the rules, and they do not lose respect in terms of status.
He Qingshan naturally saw the slight movement of Ye Xia'er's hand, smiled slightly, and said: "It's been a long time, it's just an old thing, let's not mention it anymore."
What is revealed in the tone is not the forgetfulness of the past that has been diluted by time, but the freedom and ease that comes after seeing the world through.
It was just like chatting with old friends who hadn’t seen each other for many years. It was not like the two great men, Ye San Geng and Waka Wangyou, who were taciturn. Ye Haoru brought up the topic again and asked: "Tell me how you met Waka. .”
He Qingshan looked at Xiao Cha in the courtyard and said: "Because He Ge was introduced to Da Zhou by the Third Young Master seven or eight years ago, and he knew my details to some extent. I met him in Taicheng a few days ago. He asked me to inquire about the whereabouts of the Third Young Master, but no matter how much I asked him along the way, he would not tell me what the reason was. Alas, it is strange to say that when I met you guys, my damn curiosity was hit again and again. .”
Ye Xiayou shook his head and sneered.
Thinking that he was a little tired from squatting, He Qingshan finally put down his legs, stretched and then crossed his legs again, and continued: "On the way, I accidentally heard that there was a Fuying warrior in Luoyang gathering people to go to Guozhou Phoenix. The city was not good for your brother and sister, so Hege let Xiaocha and I lead the way and drove non-stop for a day and a night. After that, we chased the man with one knife for more than a hundred miles, all the way to Songshan Mountain.
"It's also because I was too good-natured. I just wanted to trick out the purpose of Waka's coming here, so I used some tricks to make several leading masters of the three sects on Songshan Mountain stand in the way. I wanted to make this guy speak the truth, but I didn't I think he just did it without saying anything, and he had to reveal the purpose of his trip to the third master of swordsmanship. I don't understand why he, the prince of Fuying, trusts the third master so much? The word "righteousness" is very important, but it is You can't be so serious, right? You're fighting four people in the dark, but you're also keeping secrets? Are you stupid?"
Listening to He Qingshan's eloquent words, Ye Xie You listened quietly and made sure that the other party was not continuing. He first took the tea cups one by one. The tea would be tasteless after three brews. He was quite particular about Ye Xie You and would not break such rules. .
After completing the movements in his hands, Ye Haoyun slowly said: "Actually, you outsiders are all driven by curiosity. The friendship between men is as strong as gold. Maybe just a bowl of wine and a word can lead to death. friendship."
He Qingshan was noncommittal. After all, he had said that in some books, those people burning yellow paper to pray were not like this.
The word "righteousness" comes first, which is puzzling.
As if he had also opened up the conversation, Ye Haoyue changed the topic and said: "Actually, we women and men have to be in love? Can't we also put righteousness first like their men? Waka and I are just talking about each other. The relationship between love and etiquette is not as unbearable as you think. In fact, many things are not that complicated, but you think too much."
Hearing that Ye Xiayou seemed to want to talk about this unknown "love affair between a man and a woman", He Qingshan suddenly became energetic again, quickly finished his meal in a few mouthfuls, and waited patiently.
It's not surprising that she is like this, it's just because of her storytelling ability.
He Qingshan is the daughter of the Li family. Although her family is not considered to be a wealthy family in that state, her ancestors are good at running the business and running the house well. Her life is not that rich in her hometown, but it is not as good as hers. Compared with those who are more than wealthy, at least they have some spare money to idle some real estate and fields.
He Qingshan was weak and sickly when he was young. Some traveling Taoist priests calculated that her horoscopes were too strong for a woman like her who was originally feminine. This was because she had been seriously ill since she was a child, and even after seeking medical treatment, she could not get better. She belonged to the category of It means that the disease of fate is not in the body. Fortunately, the Li family was also a good and virtuous family in the local area, and a wandering Taoist priest came up with an alternative solution. He told the Li family that the daughter had to be raised lowly and that the child should adopt a local beggar as his godfather.
It is also through her connection that the Li family often helps beggars around them. Whether they are ascetic monks or wandering Taoist priests, as long as they enter the Li family, they will definitely be entertained with good wine and meat. Not to mention, He Qingshan's health has really gotten better and better since then.
Until she was twelve or thirteen years old, the Li family's good deeds attracted an old beggar who looked like she might die in the next moment.
Of course, this old beggar is just like that on the outside. If you really want to say that his body is so strong that even a young man would be no less generous. After all, the spirited laughter of the old beggar when he appeared is still fresh in He Qingshan's memory. Most young people probably don't have that strong aura.
That was the year when an old beggar who called himself "Long-tongued Man" met He Qingshan and said that he was interested in her and wanted to take her on as his apprentice. Naturally, He Qingshan's father did not refuse. He just thought that his daughter had gained an additional identity and had formed a good relationship.
But he never expected that within two or three years, when He Qingshan was old enough, the long-tongued old man who had almost been forgotten by the Li family would come to visit again, insisting on taking He Qingshan on a trip.
Naturally, the Li family would not agree. After all, how would it be inappropriate for a girl's family to travel around with a beggar? Furthermore, the exact identity of this old beggar is only his own opinion, and it is not even understood, so how can he rest assured?
But no one expected that He Qingshan, whose maiden name was Li Rang at the time, readily agreed despite the objections of his family and secretly followed his master, whom he had only met once, to start a purposeless adventure.
It was only after that that He Qingshan learned the true identity of his master, He You, the leader of the largest beggar gang in the world, and his other identity was the famous storyteller He Changtou.
In a few years, the world will not hear about Li Rang, but all will know about He Qingshan.
He You said more than once that He Qingshan was talented, intelligent and flexible, and he was a rare talent in the field of storytelling. He Qingshan is quite impressive. In just ten years, he has become famous as a woman in the Zhou Dynasty, which is really rare.
Of course, it is also due to storytelling. It has been a habit developed over many years. Most of the jokes she tells are walking in the streets and alleys, joking after tea and meals. Therefore, compared to this kind of thing, she may never encounter it in her life. When it comes to national events, He Qingshan has a sense of professional ethics. It would be more interesting to listen to the "love" story between the young lady from the prince's family who can be crowned as the princess and the prince of the East Palace in a foreign country.
Because of this, He Qingshan, who saw that Ye Xiayou was going to talk about the twists and turns in this, was very interested.
He couldn't hear what the other party was saying, but he seemed to have guessed He Qingshan's expression at this moment. Ye Xiayou smiled slightly and said, "Hege and I also met seven or eight years ago when he led a delegation to my country."
Thinking that he was recalling those old memories that only he should know, a smile appeared on Ye Xia You's face unconsciously, and the warm spring light poured into the room and fell on that face.
Looking at this picture, He Qingshan, who was quite proud of his own face, felt for a moment that he hated being born a girl.
