Reincarnation is a mysterious and terrifying proposition.
Zhou Yi has been studying Buddhist and Taoist scriptures for thousands of years, and practicing Shenhun Kung Fu has twice the result with half the effort. In a hundred years, he has completed the Nirvana Sutra.
As we learn more about Buddhist scriptures and exercises, our understanding of the secrets of nirvana and reincarnation becomes clearer and clearer, far more than that of Buddhist monks. The so-called nirvana and reincarnation are more accurately called transformation.
Using the secret method, I found a similar flower and used the remnants of the eminent monk to transform it into a spiritual boy!
There are only soul children in the world, probably because babies' souls are weak and easier to transform.
After the soul boy was instilled with the remnant thoughts of the eminent monk, even if he did not completely recover the memory of his previous life, he naturally developed an understanding of Buddhism, and his practice naturally progressed rapidly.
"Such a secret technique, almost magical!"
Zhou Yi read through the classics of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. Although he considered himself a poor Taoist, he never thought of demoting and destroying Buddhism.
When I encounter something unpleasant, and I happen to have the ability, I want to take care of it.
For example, the real reason for teaching Zhu Kang's machine is that the Dharma is unparalleled and the world is invincible. Otherwise, no matter how miserable the people of Li are, Zhou Yi will not care about it, let alone dare to care about it.
"After living for so long, we are still the same assholes we used to be!"
"This sounds shameful. How can there be a commoner like you in the world?"
Bai Shiyu seemed to be drunk but not drunk. He put his arms around the girl and said, "The shopkeeper has been to the workshop. A few years ago, we went to the royal weaving shop. We worked eight hours a day. If we didn't work enough, we would deduct money. Those who went with us ten to three years." Half dead!"
Zhou Yi frowned slightly and asked, "I heard that the Royal Workshop is quite relaxed?"
"Compared to other workshops, this is indeed the case. It is said that the instructions left by Taizu treat the workers well."
Bai Shiyu sighed: "It's a pity that Taizu worked so hard that his lifespan was a little short. If he were like the previous Emperor Wu, he might have lived a hundred, twenty or thirty years differently!"
When Zhou Yi was about to ask in detail, the girl in his arms bit her lip and reminded him.
"Don't talk about state affairs!"
"Well, let's talk about the internal affairs."
Zhou Yi changed the subject with a smile, so as not to cause trouble for his girls. The imperial court strongly supported machines and workshops, and anyone who objected and spoke ill of him was arrested to dig coal at Wanshou Mountain.
After all, where there is oppression, there is resistance!
Ordinary people are not emotionless machines. They have thoughts and pain, and they naturally have hatred for machines and workshops.
Zhou Yi has been running the tavern for about a year, and the old moneymen who come to the party often talk about which workshop is on fire today and whose machine will be smashed tomorrow.
The schadenfreude of the wealthy old people is more or less envy and jealousy. If they are really allowed to run the workshop, the exploitation may be even more cruel. After all, the genes of enslaving others have been passed down from their ancestors!
Bai Shiyu murmured a few times but did not continue.
After visiting Chunfeng Tower, Zhou Yi and Bai Shiyu became much closer, and they called him Xiaobai on weekdays.
The things that are on your mind will be completely let go when you meet them once.
As time goes by, the emotion of meeting old friends gradually dissipates. Bai Shiyu is just Bai Shiyu. The difference from others is probably that we feel like old friends at first sight.
It’s early autumn again in a blink of an eye.
noon.
The capital is still hot and dry, with the wind blowing and gray black smoke floating in the air.
The pub is open.
Zhou Yi stood behind the counter, flipping through the storybook with great interest.
When the world of cultivating immortals was still there, Hua Ben could not escape the shackles of seeking Taoism and immortality. Strange people and strangers appeared from time to time in the ordinary world, and everyone from the emperor to the foot soldiers envied and pursued them.
Nowadays, the wonderland is hidden and times have changed dramatically, so many other types of storybooks have appeared.
For example, the book I'm reading now, "I'm Really a Big Workshop Owner", is a very popular storybook in recent days. The protagonist is the eldest son of the Xiao family workshop, who pretends to be a commoner and goes to work to experience life...
Zhou praised: "It's a pity that the author is anonymous, otherwise I would have invited him to discuss the plot!"
"Mr. Chen, Mr. Yang, please come in quickly!"
Bai Shiyu wore a navy blue shorts and said hello with light steps. Over the past few months, he had become familiar with the guests of the tavern, especially Chen Jiye and other wealthy old men, who had become friends with him forever.
A waiter with a beautiful face, good conversation, and a slight connection with the Daqian royal family instantly raised the standard of the tavern!
"You can see the authenticity in every detail. Compared with those restaurants that deliberately display ancient paintings and porcelain, this tavern is more mysterious."
Yang Chong called the servants to put the whole table of dishes, drank the unique wine, and praised: "Shopkeeper Sun, not bad!"
At this moment.
Ningdefang City Inspector Liu Bantou led two servants. When they entered, they bowed to say hello to Chen Jiye and others, then came to the counter and said.
"Shopkeeper Sun, please excuse me today."
Bantou Liu said respectfully: "The Yamen has issued a notice that when restaurants and teahouses are open, signs must be hung at the door and on the wine table."
Zhou Yi asked: "What brand?"
"Don't talk about state affairs!"
Bantou Liu repeatedly bowed his hands and said with a grimace: "Shopkeeper Sun, we really don't mean to embarrass you, this is the unified order of the imperial court."
Zhou Yi wondered: "Why do you suddenly have such a rule?"
Bantou Liu said in a low voice: "A few days ago, a group of thieves from the Red League raided the Royal Square City and caused a lot of damage. I heard that the root cause was the people from the Red League who were exhausted. The workshop did not pay compensation. They went back and forth. There's a scene!"
Zhou Yi nodded slightly. He had heard about this matter a long time ago. It can be said that it is the most popular topic in recent days. I just heard some guests talking about it.
Most of them did not comment, some supported the arrest of the thieves, and a few felt that the workshop needed to improve its treatment.
After all, one tael of silver and a pot of wine are not something ordinary people can afford.
The old wealthy people's view on this matter was to ridicule the emerging family for its shallow foundation and poor methods of taming their slaves. If they were to run the workshop, they could not only become good people from all over the country, but also ensure the output of the workshop!
Bantou Liu said: "It was not a big deal at first, but it was spread so widely that it actually made the people reluctant to go to work, so the imperial court issued this order!"
Zhou Yi pointed at Chen Jiye and others: "I don't object to the court rules, but don't talk about state affairs. You have to ask them if they agree."
"Shopkeeper Sun, please don't embarrass me. We are still relying on this food to support our family."
How dare Bantou Liu provoke the old man? He might fall into the water and drown that night. He prayed: "If you don't do this, you will take down the sign when talking about state affairs, and if you don't talk about it, just come here!"
"OK."
Zhou Yi did not want to embarrass the lower-level subordinates, so he placed more than a dozen wooden signs on the counter and promised to hang them up after closing time in the evening.
Liu Bantou left with a lot of gratitude and secured a tavern. He could take care of other shops in Ningdefang as he pleased, otherwise he would be labeled as a Red Alliance thief.
Bai Shiyu slipped over and glanced at the words on the sign, his tone was rather sinister.
"Is the imperial court trying to guard against the people? They don't want the workshops to improve their treatment, but they are forcing the people to death. This kind of thing will only happen more and more in the future!"
"This is a class necessity."
Zhou Yi suddenly said without explaining what class was.
"I went to Chunfeng Tower to listen to music a few days ago. The blind musician played the piano well and seemed to be familiar with you. Why don't you invite me to the tavern to play music?"
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