Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey

Chapter 65: Shu Xiu

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The overall situation has been decided, and the rest are just details. Pei Ziyun and Yu Yunjun discussed that Pei Ziyun did not need to become a monk in the outer sect, but Pei Qian needed comfort.

At night, Mrs. Pei Qian entertained Yu Yunjun and Xiao Loli with wine and food. She looked a little strange towards the two of them. It was not a good thing for a woman to stay at a man's house. If this woman hadn't obviously come from a wealthy family, Mrs. Pei Qian would have asked. .

Mrs. Pei Qian entertained the two of them, served them with dishes, and after finishing the meal, she placed Yu Yunjun and Little Loli in their place. Only then did Pei Ziyun enter the room and talk to Mrs. Pei Qian.

As soon as he entered Pei Qian's room, Pei Qian sighed: "Son, do you want to become a Taoist this time?"

"Mother, where did you start with these words?" Pei Ziyun looked a little hesitant when he saw Mrs. Pei Qian.

"You don't have to hide it from me. How could you have any skill in the past? The last time the thieves attacked, you killed the thieves by yourself. I thought it was just you who was smart and used a strategy to eliminate them with the help of officers and soldiers."

"This time the thieves attacked, I learned that you still have martial arts. This martial arts cannot be mastered in one day. Apart from studying with Master Zhao these years, you have no one else but Master Zhao to teach you."

Just as Pei Ziyun was about to explain, Pei Qian's expression was sad and somewhat relaxed: "I have always forced you to take the scholar exam these years because of your father and your grandfather. When I got married, I listened to your grandfather talking about how I hoped that my grandson would be able to do so in the future. You won the promotion, now you win the promotion, I am satisfied."

"If you don't take the Juren exam, you won't be able to stand. If you pass the Juren exam, you can continue your official career. Realistically, I'm worried because the official career is dangerous. I'm also from an official family, and I've seen a lot of it."

"It's a good thing that you want to become a Taoist. At least you can enjoy the wealth of the county and town, be safe for the rest of your life, and maybe become an immortal. Then I'll be happy too."

Pei Ziyun originally thought that Pei Qian's situation was difficult, but he didn't expect it to be so easy. He couldn't help but be surprised. But in a blink of an eye, he realized that in his own world, Taoism could not show the saints, and being a Taoist priest was indeed not a good thing. In the fifth year of Qianlong's reign, Mei Ying, the minister of Honglu Temple Cheng Shu said: "The way of life is despicable, and it is not appropriate to use the toilet and go to work."

So he stopped correcting the rules of the pilgrimage banquet of a real person. Seventeen years later, he corrected the standard of a real person to the fifth rank. He was not allowed to apply for the title by referring to the example, which was a direct contempt for the Taoist.

However, although the Taoism of this world does not reach the heaven and earth, it can still show its sage in a small way. The status is naturally different, and it also has a good future, so it is naturally relatively open-minded.

Pei Qian said again: "Today this woman came here, she has the same temperament as Mr. Zhao, and she came so unexpectedly, there must be a reason, I am afraid she just came to pick you up, I am also open-minded about these things, the Ye family That one has disappeared since the Black Wind Thieves attacked. I’m not sad to see you either. I’m afraid I went to a place where you can rest assured, otherwise it wouldn’t be like this.”

"It's just that if you are sincere in cultivating Taoism, you must leave one for the Pei family." Mrs. Pei Qian murmured.

Listening to Mrs. Pei Qian's words, Pei Ziyun's face changed slightly. He knew that he had revealed too much these days. It was easy to explain to others, but it was difficult to explain to his mother who gave birth to and raised him. Fortunately, he just thought that he had been taught by Mr. Zhao.

"Mom, I will take care of myself. I hope Mom can rest assured." Pei Ziyun said. Autumn rain was falling outside the window, rustling on the leaves outside. The candlelight was flickering. In another room, the little Loli was jumping up and down, looking around. Yu Yunjun smiled and tapped Little Loli on the head, saying, "Xiaoxia, please stop being naughty."

Little Loli came over and said: "Auntie, tell me, what will my junior brother say to his mother tonight to say goodbye? Should he cry or tell the truth? If he tells the truth, my junior brother's rating will be lowered. Quite a few.”

"You guys, it's not good if you don't tell the truth. You can't hide it for a lifetime. Besides, although practicing Taoism is not the best, it still has a future."

"How many celebrities have retreated to the mountains and forests to practice Taoism sincerely? Well, rest now. Don't miss tomorrow's journey. If you can't get up, I have to take action. And if this junior brother sees you staying in bed at such an old age, let's see what else you have. Senior sister is majestic."

"Huh, don't tell me if you don't tell me. You keep threatening me and I'm going to sleep." The little Loli took off her coat and got under the quilt, leaving her bulging head outside and her eyes wide open.

Only then did Yu Yunjun blow out the candles, and the room fell into darkness, with only a little starlight remaining after the rain. Little Loli suddenly asked: "You and he are very happy today. We used to inspect and inspect the apprentices. Auntie , what kind of person do you think my junior brother is?"

Yun Niang thought for a moment: "It's not simple."

"Eh?"

"We have only met once before, and we know that he is not easily persuaded. Look at his actions, he is firm and decisive, and he can even speak quickly and ruthlessly. Can such a person be easily persuaded?"

Having said this, Yun Niang paused for a moment and thought carefully before saying, "You are a man of literary talents and you kill with your heart, not inferior to Master Xie back then."

He smiled again and said with clear eyes, "But you don't have to pay too much attention. There are not many such talents in the Taoist sect, and there have been many in the past generations."

"Actually, the head has already made up his mind to accept this person. It just depends on who in the family accepts him."

… …

morning

Pei Ziyun swept through his things and looked over to see if there was anything else he wanted to take. When he passed by the desk, he saw a manuscript.

When I picked it up and looked at it, I saw that the scroll was yellowed and very old, which made me feel melancholy.

This is the manuscript I got from Master Zhao. It is the work of an old scholar from the previous dynasty.

If it weren't for this manuscript, or if I hadn't been selected to be a scholar so far, I would just take advantage of today to pay me a visit just because I'm thinking about it.

The old scholar's home is in Qili, Woniu Village. The village is close to Dashui Town. There are inspections by the inspection department on weekdays. It is relatively peaceful. Today, an ox cart came to the village. It turned out to be the visit of Lord Xie Yuang of Woniu Village.

When he arrived at the village, he looked for the village chief and explained his purpose. The village chief sighed and saluted: "You are so polite to Mr. Xie Yuang. I didn't expect that Mr. Xie Yuan still remembered the kindness of the book. You are so thoughtful. The hut in front of you is the old Juren's daughter and son-in-law." Home."

The old village chief led the way and pointed to a thatched house.

Yun Niang and Chu Xia held an umbrella and followed them. The village chief didn't care when he saw them. They looked like girls from noble families or relatives of Duke Xie Yuang, traveling together.

Pei Ziyun looked towards the thatched house. Although it was a thatched house, it was quite wide, with four rooms, which was considered medium-sized in the countryside. A woman was working in the vegetable field, and a bookish man was hoeing the ground on one side, preparing to plant seeds. Some dishes.

"Hey, look who's coming to see you today." Seeing the two people busy, the village chief shouted, "Jie Yuangong from the next village is here."

The two of them looked up and saw a young man following behind the village chief. Is this a Juren? The two of them were a little at a loss when they saw the master of the Juren family coming to visit.

Seeing the two people, Pei Ziyun gave him a gift. The two people were shocked and said, "I can't do it, I can't do it. How dare you lift someone up and give him a gift?"

"You deserve it, you deserve it!" Pei Ziyun took out the scroll from his arms: "I once got a manuscript written by your father, which benefited me a lot. It can be considered that I followed your father as a master and apprentice. A teacher with one article is also division."

When the woman saw this manuscript, she recognized it. She was startled for a moment, and her eyes gradually turned red. Her father had been immersed in books all his life. Before he died, he ordered to sell them for ten cents. The old father's voice and appearance were just like yesterday, and he endured the pain. , finally cried out: "Dad, did you see it? Your disciple imitated your manuscript and won the imperial examination. Your wish has finally come true."

This woman still remembered her old father's vision before his death, which was to win the imperial examination, which was his long-cherished wish in life. Now that someone has taken his father's manuscript and won the imperial examination, she is sad and happy at the same time.

The son-in-law of the old scholar looked at his wife crying, and he also had some tears. The old scholar had taught him back then, but it was a pity that he was incompetent and could not win the exam.

The old village chief felt sad when he saw the two of them crying. He also knew what happened back then. Unfortunately, the previous dynasty died, and the old scholar finally died with hatred.

Pei Ziyun said: "You two, please take me to the grave of reality and let me show some courtesy."

"It's easy, it's nearby."

Seeing the promise, Pei Ziyun took out the incense candle paper and platinum from the ox cart, and also brought a bottle of wine. It turned out that this thatched house was only half a mile away.

The woman pointed to an old poplar tree with a melancholy expression and said, "It's right here. I planted this tree myself, and it grew up in the blink of an eye."

When Pei Ziyun followed, he saw a solitary grave bulging out from the weeds about half a man deep. The morning sun was shining, and the water not far away was clear and jasper, and the gurgling gurgling could be heard endlessly.

Being here, Pei Ziyun's heart was in chaos. The old scholar's whole life came back to his mind. He neither wanted to speak nor felt that he had nothing to say.

"After so many years of hard work, there is only one solitary grave."

"Sir, I can be said to be your disciple and your confidant. I see you here today." Pei Ziyun squatted down to pull grass, lit the incense candle and mounted it on paper, and suddenly said: "... When the eminent monk came to visit, you asked about good or bad luck. Later, I cried and said, even if there are no more imperial examinations in troubled times, reading has been your lifelong love."

As he said this, he poured the wine slowly, then bowed and bowed. At this time, the daughter of the old scholar could not help crying, and knelt down to return the gift to her father.

"My husband and I have a fate, and we finally have an explanation today." Pei Ziyun did not show any pretense. He stood up and said to the woman, "These rights are just for repairs. You can accept them now and say goodbye today."

This is twenty taels of silver and five acres of land deed. When handed over, the daughter of the old scholar declined repeatedly: "Mr. Xie Yuangong, your gift is really too big. I dare not accept it."

Pei Ziyun said with a smile: "Once you are a teacher, you will always be a teacher. This is my supplementary practice. Is it not worth it that I am a self-cultivation person?"

The two of them were speechless and couldn't speak. They looked at each other with desire. They understood that this was Duke Jie Yuangong helping them, so they declined for a while and accepted it.

Pei Ziyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In reality, some people may think this is snobbish or vulgar, but Pei Ziyun has been a man for two generations and knows exactly what this means to a rural family.

After accepting this gift, everyone was happy. If he refused to accept the pretentiousness, Pei Ziyun could only hold his forehead and sigh. Then he smiled and raised his hands to each other, then turned around and said: "Let's leave!"

(End of chapter)