"Why don't you stay and see the Qinhuai event, An Ge'er? With your writing skills, you will surely shine. I'll tell you, the fastest way to update a novel is by the eyes. Right?" A fellow villager persuaded Zhu Ping'an to stay.
Later, his uncle Zhu Shouren and others persuaded Zhu Ping'an to stay and witness this grand event together.
"Ping'an is homesick, so I have to let down all the uncles and aunts for their kindness." Zhu Ping'an shook his head, not showing any sign of being moved.
Seeing this, uncle and others could only look at Zhu Ping'an with pity.
Zhu Ping'an stood at the street corner and looked at his uncle and others who couldn't wait to say goodbye and rush to the other side of the Qinhuai River. For a moment, he was a little overwhelmed with emotion. He wondered if his uncle knew how hard his grandparents and others in the old house were working while he was using the hard-earned money of the old house to enjoy a romantic life!
What kind of honor do you want to bring to your family? It will only bring shame to your ancestors!
Zhu Ping'an was deeply saddened by this.
When Zhu Ping'an thought about bringing honor to his family, the magical and inexplicable luck appeared again.
I remember that last time I was in the old house, I vaguely felt that the luck seemed to have changed, and it seemed that I saw something else vaguely in the luck. Now it seems that there has indeed been a change, because I can see it clearly.
A pillar of luck appeared above the heads of my uncle and several other villagers who were in a hurry to leave for the other side of the Qinhuai River. However, there was a layer of something like a film outside the pillar of luck, which should have the function of protecting the luck and preventing it from being lost.
However, at this time, the protective film outside the luck column of Uncle and others had a hole, especially Uncle. The protective film of the luck column on Uncle's head was like a sieve. In Zhu Ping'an's sight, a wisp of almost invisible blue luck passed through the sieve hole of the film from Uncle's luck and dissipated into the world. That's why Uncle's luck is always white, because he can't keep the blue luck.
In addition to my uncle, the luck protection films of several other villagers also had holes. To a greater or lesser extent, all the green luck that they had accumulated with great difficulty through studying or their ancestors' good deeds was lost.
Could it be that other people are like this too
Zhu Pingan casually turned his gaze to other people on the street. There was a bun shop owner who was distributing buns to beggars. There was a thick white luck on his head, and the protective film was in good condition. There was no damage at all. A small wisp of white luck was constantly merging into his luck column, and the protective film protected it from leaking away. There was a small wisp of white luck where it was the thickest, and it was gradually changing color.
Look at a passing scholar. The protective film of luck on his head is also intact, with a small wisp of green luck quietly developing in the luck column... ...
He and his uncle were standing closest to him, and he did not see any sign that the green luck they were losing had any intention of converging towards him. Instead, it was dissipating into the world.
It seems that I can only see. No matter how clearly I can see, I can only see. I don't have the ability to devour other people's luck to strengthen my own luck. There is no change at all. I can only watch. It's really useless. But this seems normal. This is just the Ming Dynasty hundreds of years ago, not some fairy world.
A few seconds later, Zhu Pingan could no longer see the luck. Just like before, he could only see it for a dozen seconds.
My uncle and others said goodbye and rushed to the other side of the Qinhuai River impatiently, and soon disappeared from sight.
Zhu Pingan stood there for a long time, and laughed at himself. He almost went astray. Luck is just an external thing. How can he rely on this ability? A blacksmith must be strong himself. Everything depends on himself.
This kind of useless ability is fine to be used occasionally, but it should not be regarded as some unorthodox method.
However, the luck I just saw was enough to serve as a warning to myself.
If I am not mistaken, then the luck protection film should be related to a person's virtue. If one's virtue is good, the protection film will be good. Your luck will not be lost. As the saying goes, hard work will not be in vain. As long as you work hard, success will come naturally. On the contrary, if your virtue is not good, that is to say, your virtue is not worthy of your luck. Then your luck will be lost. Without luck, you will get half the result with twice the effort, or even find it difficult to succeed.
The ancients mentioned "matching virtue with heaven". The ancient Chinese books all said: "Virtue is to get." Virtue is what is got. Heaven gave people nature, and it is because of this nature that they become human beings and themselves. Virtue comes from nature, so Chinese people often refer to virtue and nature together. For example, if a person has a filial nature, he will have filial virtue. If a person has a nature of supreme goodness, he will have supreme virtue. Virtue is also called character. Character has the meaning of classification and the meaning of classification. Although people all have good nature, their personalities are different. There are many kinds of goodness. There are many levels of people's completion of goodness. Saints are the most virtuous and the highest level of people.
Since Heaven has endowed me with goodness, my virtue is acquired from within myself, from what I have, and not from seeking it from outside. Because it is acquired from within myself, if I want to acquire it, I will certainly acquire it. Therefore, it is said: "A gentleman will acquire it in any place he enters." It is also said: "A gentleman will act according to his position. If he is rich and noble, he will act in a rich and noble manner; if he is poor and humble, he will act in a poor and humble manner; if he is in adversity, he will act in adversity; if he is among foreigners, he will act among foreigners.
My uncle and others should serve as a warning to me. If I want to do something, I must first be a good person.
From this perspective, being able to see good fortune is not entirely useless. At least it allows me to learn from it.
Zhu Ping'an looked at the disappearing backs of his uncle and others, shook his head, and went upstairs with the clothes he bought for Fatty.
When Zhu Ping'an opened the door and returned to the room, the fat man had already taken a shower and was wrapped in a bed sheet. He was sitting at the table with two dishes and a soup, eating and drinking with a grunt. He looked as if he was from the same school as the white pig with black spots in the old house.
As the fat man was eating, he saw Zhu Ping'an coming with clothes. He was so moved that he said incoherently while swallowing the food, "What a good brother."
Zhu Pingan was speechless. If it wasn't for the fact that it takes ten days to check the luck, he really wanted to check the luck of the fat man and see whose luck film was more like a sieve, his or his uncle's...
"Brother Zhu, would you like some?" the fat man asked, pulling the plate out from under his mouth.
"Eat by yourself. I've already eaten at the Hairpin Banquet." Zhu Ping'an curled his lips.
"Hairpin Flower Banquet..." Upon hearing this, the fat man repeated it as if he had some deep hatred for the food, then buried his head in the plate again, grunting, and eating and drinking to his heart's content.
After eating and drinking, and changing clothes, the fat man said goodbye and hurried back to the inn where his parents were staying. He was too ragged to go home just now, but now he is much better. If he doesn't go back, he doesn't know how Master Xue will punish him.
"Brother Xue, I will return home probably tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. We will see each other at the provincial examination next year. But you have to study hard at home, because there is no chance to donate money to become a student in the provincial examination." Zhu Ping'an mentioned the departure date to the fat man when he was leaving, so that the fat man would not think that he was leaving without saying goodbye.
The fat man stopped walking when he heard this, seeming a little reluctant to leave. It was so hard to meet a friend he could talk to, and he wasn't one of those bad friends, which was very rare.
"Fatty is really awesome, and his talent is much higher than yours. I was just unlucky this time. Well, speaking of returning home, I guess I will also be able to go home with my parents by then..." Upon hearing this, the fat man shook his fat face in dissatisfaction and declared that he was very awesome, but he couldn't help sighing when he mentioned returning home.
"See you at the provincial examination."
"See you at the provincial examination." (To be continued.)
Calling for monthly tickets, and there will be two chapters as usual on Saturday. In addition, I will take time to revise the two chapters that have been blasted by several great gods on Saturday night. You are welcome to give your comments on the revised content.