Woniu Village·Early Morning
Pei Ziyun got up early, lit a fire, cooked porridge, and began to study the meaning of the scriptures. When he flipped through the scriptures, he found that even though he had memorized some of the scriptures, some of the scriptures were a bit unfamiliar. When he read and learned them, they were a bit obscure, and he sighed in his heart.
"The original owner hasn't studied for more than ten years, so it will naturally be in ruins. Not to mention that I haven't inherited much. Even if I inherit it completely, I'm afraid it will be difficult to pass the government examination in a hurry."
"It seems that we must find a place for inspiration quickly. In this case, we can inherit 70%."
Pei Ziyun made up his mind to visit his master at his home later to see if there was any hope for him. Otherwise, this imperial examination would be dangerous, but he couldn't put all his hopes on it. He still needed to study hard to be safe. After thinking about it like this, I picked up the book and started thinking about it.
The morning sun gradually falls from the sky and shines on the thatched hut. The dew on the body and the ground is steaming and warm. There is a pond not far from the door. Farther away, some urchins are already leading the cows. Or driving ducks to the fields, the early spring is getting warmer.
Mr. Pei Qian got up and coughed again. After coughing for a while, he prepared breakfast for today. When he came out of the room, he saw Pei Ziyun holding a book and thinking about it. He felt very satisfied and walked over lightly, not to disturb those who were studying. Pei Ziyun.
Mrs. Pei Qian entered the kitchen and saw that there were fireworks in the kitchen, and a pot of porridge was cooking on it. The aroma was permeating, so she gathered a few green onions and chopped them, and dug out a bowl of sauerkraut.
I just suddenly thought that my son was studying so hard and couldn't just eat porridge and sauerkraut, but there was nothing to replenish his body at home.
At this time, a hen crows. It's one of the three old hens raised at home. She has laid an egg and is crawling out of the nest behind the hut, circling around the nest.
Mrs. Pei Qian couldn't help being overjoyed, so she walked over and looked into the nest. There were three or two of them. Two of them could be given to her son, and one could be kept in the nest.
I carefully took it to the kitchen and fried it, but when the smoke started, I started coughing. I couldn't stop coughing. I woke up and was really thinking about Pei Ziyun. When Pei Ziyun heard his mother's cough coming from the kitchen, he couldn't help but go in.
Seeing that his mother had filled the porridge and was frying the eggs, and was coughing from the smoke, Pei Ziyun snatched the spatula from Pei Qian's hand and said, "Mom, I'll do this. There's smoke and you're coughing badly."
Pei Qian said with a smile, "I'll be fine if I pay more attention. You go and review. I've been doing housework for more than ten years, why are you afraid of this little smoke?"
After saying that, he was about to take back the spatula. At this moment, Pei Ziyun couldn't help but push his mother out of the kitchen. He rolled up his sleeves and put the book aside. After a while, he finished it and took it out in a bowl.
Mrs. Pei Qian put two eggs in Pei Ziyun's bowl: "Ziyun, it will be hard to go to the government to take the exam. You can eat one more. My mother is old. It doesn't matter if you eat more or less!"
Pei Ziyun was startled, looking at her haggard look, his eyes couldn't help but sink, and he felt sad. He put one of them into his mother's bowl and said, "Mom, eat one too, otherwise I will feel guilty and dare not eat."
As he said this, he stopped holding the chopsticks in his hands and looked at Mr. Pei Qian.
Seeing Pei Ziyun's eyes like this, Pei Qian knew that Pei Ziyun was filial. If she refused to eat, her son would also refuse to eat. Pei Qian finally did not refuse anymore, but lowered his head and ate bite after bite, as if he had something to eat. Tears fell.
The meal lasted less than a quarter of an hour and was finished. Pei Ziyun raised his head and looked at the sky. There were a few clouds floating in the sky, and the sun was already slightly higher in the east.
Just after finishing her meal, Mrs. Pei Qian was preparing for needlepoint. She took the needle and thread and sat back in her room to knit.
Pei Ziyun came over and said to Pei Qian: "Mom, yesterday I read the scriptures and found that the content of the article was still not enough. Today I was going to my husband's house to ask him to clarify my doubts, but I told my mother first, now Just get ready to go.”
"Son, you go ahead." Mrs. Pei Qian said without saying anything more, and started to embroider. Looking at the cracks on her mother's hands, which were caused by years of housework, she couldn't help but think to herself: "No wonder the original owner tried to get the honor. It's just that Too pedantic."
The strange appearance of plum blossoms gradually emerged when the original owner was ten years old. At this point in time, it was not clear, but there was an experience that was successfully learned - it was a few old drafts.
But the original owner was naive at the time and was a bookworm, so he was frightened - he was speechless and possessed strange powers - so he just wasted a few years.
But of course he couldn't, so Pei Ziyun went to Zhao Ning's house again.
At this time, in the fence yard of Zhao Ning's house, a young man, with a bow and arrow on his back and a dagger in his hand, was skinning prey on the ground. He cut a hole with his knife and peeled off the skin.
At this moment, Zhao Ning was drinking tea in the room, holding a book in his hand and reading it carefully. Suddenly, his arms felt hot. Zhao Ning dug into his arms and took out a chapter of spiritual talismans. This magic talisman was slightly hot, and a spiritual light appeared on it. It turned out to be the Thousand Miles Teleportation Talisman.
Zhao Ning stretched out his finger and saw a small round light appear on the talisman, and a small figure appeared in the middle, but he was talking.
"Elder Zhao, how are you looking for the reincarnated uncle? You haven't replied for a long time. Today, the master brother has a whim and ordered me to ask."
"Haha, let me tell you why you think of me, Xianyun Yehe. It turns out that the master brother has a destiny. Please reply to the master brother. Now I have some clues."
"Before my uncle was reincarnated, he sent his last words to this Woniu Village. After he was born, his name had the character "cloud" in it. I rushed over and there were two teenagers in the village, both of whom had the character "cloud" in their names."
"The inheritance of Taoism is precious. I will enlighten you here and read it to distinguish the true from the false."
"Currently, it seems that the person in the yard may be older. Although he is a hunter, he has wisdom and a similar aura."
"There is another one who moved from another place and has some weak virtues. He is a former official. It seems that he is expected to be a scholar this time. It does not seem to be the reincarnation of his uncle, but he needs to check carefully."
When Zhao Ning said this, he suddenly smiled: "Speaking of these two, they are both here."
After hearing this, Fu Ying moved slightly, and Yuan Guang looked outside.
At this time, Pei Ziyun entered the door and took a look at the skinned young man. The original owner was familiar with him and it was the first time he saw him. Looking carefully, he saw that the young man had two sword-shaped eyebrows, and there was some evil in the corners of his eyebrows, and his face was a bit resolute. This is the son of the hunter in the village. It is said that he is a reincarnated person. In his previous life, he later became an elder in the sect. At that time, I wanted to make friends again, but the relationship was still not good, cold and indifferent.
At this time, he did not show his concern, but walked straight to the door, knocked on the door, and the knocking sound came into the room, calling: "Is sir here?"
"This person is a man of great virtue."
Zhao Ning smiled and said to the figure on the talisman. He waved his hand and saw a flash of light in his hand. The talisman and the figure disappeared.
Pei Ziyun entered the room and saw Zhao Ning drinking tea and reading a book leisurely, so leisurely.
"Teacher, you said yesterday that you asked me to come and ask the teacher for advice before the government examination. Today I came to chat with you. I went back to think about it yesterday, but I found that what I had learned was still too little, and the article was not rich enough, so I came to visit the teacher today. , Ask the teacher for a copy, go back and study it, I hope the teacher agrees." Pei Ziyun saw that his husband was leisurely, so he reported this.
"Hey, I'm asking for books to increase my knowledge. I thought I would ask how to take the exam, but I didn't expect that I'm asking for articles. How strange?" But there was nothing, Zhao Ning responded: "Zi Yun, collected by the teacher. It's all in the study upstairs, you can just go and get it."
"Thank you, teacher!" Pei Ziyun said respectfully, and headed upstairs. The bamboo stairs were a little elastic when you stepped on them. It took a few steps to reach the upper floor, and he pushed open the study room and entered.
At this time, a voice came from the hidden talisman in the room below: "Elder Zhao, when you teach this boy, do you think he is a worthy scholar?"
Zhao Ning smiled and replied: "Now that the new dynasty has just been established, there are not many scholars. In troubled times, who can study with peace of mind? The level of the government examination should not be very high, or there may be hope, if this person is the reincarnation of the master's uncle , that would add to the beautiful conversation.”
After saying that, he picked up the book in his hand, added another cup of tea, drank it slowly, and drank the tea and the book.
There are five bookcases in the study room upstairs. The bookcases are filled with books. When I look at them, I can see that many teachers have written them. Thinking about the memories of past lives, I thought to myself: "So the seeds of the world's Taoism are basically obtained from self-study people." .”
"Because only scholars can understand the rhyme of Taoism."
"In my previous life, although ordinary people became immortals in folk novels, almost all those who became immortals in Daozang were scholars."
Thinking about it, I moved my hand towards the teacher's book. When I touched it, the petals between my eyebrows seemed to have some reaction, but they didn't seem to. I couldn't help but murmured: "It seems that I had extravagant hopes, but it didn't work."
"Even if there is some literary sustenance in this article, the teacher is still there, but I can't get it."
"The thing you entrust to absorbs the charm of literature, thought and Taoism, but it requires three things. It is truly ownerless, or it can be truly recognized and handed over to you, or it can be killed and taken away, but you can't do it."
Thinking like this, I casually flipped through the books on the bookshelf, looking for a book to solidify the basics. Before going back, I would ask the teacher some questions. Thinking like this, I turned my hand forward and saw a thin book covered by a book. Holding it in my hand, the plum blossoms trembled and buzzed, and there was some reaction, which made me overjoyed.
This book should have sustenance.
When I opened the book, I saw that the articles were incisive, but many of them were incomprehensible, and I couldn't help but feel happy.
I no longer looked through the books and hurriedly went downstairs. When I got downstairs, I suddenly stopped. I was too anxious. If I left in such a hurry, I would miss something. At that moment, I was stable and stable. With his thoughts in mind, he took the book in his hand and went to bid farewell to the master.
"Ziyun, which text did you choose?" Zhao Ning asked, scanning the book with his eyes and sighing: "So it's this one."
"From sir's tone, this book seems to have a past? I hope the master can give me some advice." Pei Ziyun said.
Zhao Ning sighed and said: "This is a collection of essays by an old scholar from the previous dynasty. He originally had the talent to promote people. Unfortunately, he was not blessed. He encountered great chaos. He could not realize his ambitions in his life. He was depressed and frustrated. He has passed away long ago, but he will be filled with enthusiasm. All ambitions are written in the book. I left this book behind. It’s a pity that future generations don’t cherish it. Her daughter sold it to me for only ten cents. Ziyun, if you like it, I will give this book to you. I hope you will read more of this book. , carry out the ambitions of our predecessors and don’t live up to expectations.”
(End of chapter)