The star-viewing tower, the gossip platform.
The prisoner with white clothes, white hair, and white beard was sitting in front of the case, with a glass of wine in his hand, silently looking out to the northwest of the capital.
There is also a table on the left. The table is full of delicious food. In front of the table sits Chu Caiwei, who has an oval face, big eyes, delicate facial features, and hidden sweetness.
While eating, she kept talking: "Master, when will I be able to step into the sixth rank and become an alchemist."
Jian Zheng replied with a smile: "Whenever you don't care about eating and are willing to practice with peace of mind, the time has come."
Chu Caiwei wondered: "Then it's impossible in this life."
She swallowed the food and continued to babble: "By the way, that fake silver is easy to burn, and if it is thrown into water, it will explode.
Lord Jianzheng said softly, "Emperor, the old man is full, just let him get out of the way."
Chu Caiwei stuck out the tip of her tongue: "Teacher doesn't dare to say this, you can go by yourself."
The supervisor smiled kindly.
"Master, the fourth senior brother is almost stunned, you don't care. If you have nothing to do, you always run outside the city, saying that the door of alchemy is already open to him."
"..."
"Master, I think Xu Qi'an is a good little quick hand, can't we take him to the Sitian Supervisor? Oh, you don't know who he is, he is the one who broke the tax case..."
"..."
"Master, what is grafting?"
Jian Zheng sighed: "Caiwei."
"Master, say it."
"Can't you stop your mouth when you eat?"
"Oh."
After a few seconds...
"Master, why do you keep looking over there?"
"Caiwei, Master has some regrets."
"Master, say it."
"How come Master doesn't know the Confucian technique of suppressing speech?"
"Hee hee..." Chu Caiwei's smug expression just appeared on her face, when she suddenly found that the food on the case was corrupt in an instant, exuding an unpleasant smell.
Her small mouth was deflated, her expression about to cry, and she couldn't breathe with distress: "Master, I was wrong. You will change back soon."
Jian Zheng was still looking at the northwest direction and said with a smile: "Master will teach you another truth. In the field of alchemy, most of the transformations are irreversible."
Chu Caiwei wiped away her tears and walked away crying, "I'll never come to accompany you, you old man again."
…
In the Accord beside the bamboo forest, Dean Zhao Shou said solemnly, "It is forbidden to approach within 30 feet of this place."
While speaking, he waved his sleeves, his breath inflated, and he enveloped the Accord thirty feet in a radius.
After doing this, he turned around and looked at the three great Confucians who had been summoned.
Li Mubai held a teacup in his hand with a serious face, "I have asked, but there were no students near the Yasheng Academy at the time, and there was no way to know who entered it.
"The handwriting on the stone tablet does not belong to any student in the academy. I don't think it was taught by our academy to be able to write such ugly characters."
Speaking of which, Li Mubai felt a little guilty. If he wasn't a student of the academy, who was in the academy today, besides that cheap disciple
“Tuk Tuk...”
At this time, Zhang Shen knocked on the table. The great scholar put away all his cynicism and refuted his best friend expressionlessly:
"Handwriting can be camouflaged, especially ugly characters."
Chen Tai suddenly asked: "So, what's the reason for disguising the handwriting? That stele has been standing there for more than ten years. The teachers and students in the academy have tried it, and they are all willing to be the hero. There is no reason to disguise the handwriting.
"Also, brothers Xu Cijiu and Xu Ningyan happened to be traveling in the mountains at that time."
After the three great Confucians discussed, they did not speak for a long time.
Li Mubai drank the tea in the cup and sighed: "Set up your mind for the world, set up your life for the people, continue the unique learning for the sages of the past, and create peace for the world... . . .
"Ashamed, I have given up the idea of a career all these years, and I just want to live forever and leave my name in the history of youth."
"Brother Chunjing is high and bright." Zhang Shen gave a thumbs up, praised him, and then said, "Let me guide you to persuade me to learn poetry."
Li Mubai immediately changed his words: "Being for the country and the people is not inconsistent with being famous in history."
Dean Zhao Shou was stunned for a moment, staring at Li Mubai, his eyes flickering, and he said in surprise, "You are about to die?!"
"!!!" Chen Tai and Zhang Shen were shocked.
Li Mubai stroked his beard with a smile: "In an instant, I had an epiphany, and I suddenly became enlightened."
The other two great Confucians were instantly sour.
After being punctuated by Dean Zhao Shou, the two immediately noticed the subtle changes in Li Mubai's breath.
The Three-Rank Fate Realm is a realm in which to find the goal of life. Some people read for fame, some for wealth, and some for future generations... Everyone has their own way.
The Tao of Dean Zhao Shou is to create a new school for Confucianism, to break the shackles of thought and find a new path for thousands of scholars all over the world.
Therefore, he cannot achieve this goal in one day, and he cannot break through to the second-rank realm in one day.
Others didn't ask Li Mubai's life goals, because at this time he was also in a hazy state.
Zhang Shen and Chen Tai glanced at each other, secretly deciding in their hearts that they would retreat to the Yasheng Academy after today and would not come out.
"From today onwards, Yasheng Academy prohibits students from entering." Zhao Shou, with Shenhua's eyes, glanced at the great Confucian present, and said, "This matter is not allowed to be shared. I want to make a statement to the three of you."
The three great Confucians looked at each other and nodded slightly.
Zhao Shou's anger sank into his dantian, and he gathered the tip of his tongue: "A gentleman should keep his mouth shut."
…
The two horses galloped fast, and when they approached the capital, the brothers slowed down and let the horses trot on the road.
The horses they rented are inferior, only a little better than the horses. The advantage is that they are cheap, but the disadvantage is that they are not physically strong.
Unable to maintain high-speed running for a long time.
If you run to death, you have to pay more than ten taels of silver. Both brothers are very hard on their wallets.
Xu Xinnian let out a sigh of relief, and finally asked the doubts in his heart, "Should I explain, eldest brother?"
He was referring to the shocking adage.
"What do you want me to explain?" Xu Qi'an asked back.
"Big brother is just enlightenment, how can you say such a shocking word?" Xu New Year raised his chin proudly:
"That's what a reader can say."
Look at what you're proud of.... Everything is inferior, but the only thing you can do is to study high.... Anyway, I am a nine-year compulsory education and a police academy graduate.... And he is also a senior keyboard warrior, deeply influenced by keyboard culture, what? You all know a little... .. you really compete with knowledge reserves, you scholars can only be regarded as younger brothers in front of me!
Xu Qi'an wanted to spit out this slot.
He pondered for a moment, then changed his words: "I also feel that there are some problems with the current Confucian thinking, but when I ask you what scholars should do, your answer is still in line with the standard of the times."
This sentence made Xu Xinnian fall into contemplation.
"This is the limitation of thought. You scholars are influenced by a certain thought, and over time, it becomes its shape. Even if you realize that it is wrong, it is difficult to break free." Xu Qi'an said eloquently:
"Let's put it another way: thought imprisonment."
"Thinking imprisoned..." Xu Cijiu murmured and repeated these four words.
"The dean of Yunlu Academy is also imprisoned by his thoughts and influenced by Cheng's academics. He wants to break through and find a new genre, but he himself is in the vortex, how can he lead the world's scholars out of the vortex?"
"The only ones who can really do it are those who are outside the vortex.
"Maybe it's because I haven't read many books, eldest brother, that I can take the edge of the sword, be unconventional, and be free from the confinement of Cheng's philosophy."
Of course, I also have ideological imprisonment, which comes from the 21st century, but no one gave me a blow to the head... Xu Qi'an said in his heart.
The idea of imprisoning is, to put it bluntly, the Three Views, and the Three Views are created by the times. You are in this era, influenced by it, and you won't think there is any problem with it. Only when the time scale reaches a certain distance can we build a high ground and find problems.
Xu Cijiu didn't speak for a long time, he started to think, started to check things, and after a stick of incense, he looked at Xu Qi'an brightly:
"Big brother's words made me suddenly enlightened."
Big brother is awesome.
The comprehension is very strong... Xu Qi'an made an evaluation in his heart.
"Unfortunately, you didn't inherit the good genes of my Xu family, you inherited it from the Li family."
Big brother is really annoying... Xu Cijiu suddenly doesn't want to talk to him anymore.
The mother listened to these words, and slapped the table angrily and scolded: This little bastard is in conflict with the old mother's eight characters.
ps: I would like to mourn the martyrs and compatriots who died in the epidemic. I originally wanted to take another day off today to express my sadness, but I think it's okay. Just keep it in mind.