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The weather after the beginning of winter is very cold, especially in the deep mountains like Wudang, although it is enough to make ordinary people shiver with cold at this time, even if it is not said to exhale into ice.

The bamboo building of the Taoist priest is very elegant, and even the image of the Taoist Zhenwu Emperor is carved on the bamboo, accompanied by a dragon and turtle, and the subtleties are so exquisite that it is fascinating.

"Sure enough, people can't look good, this Jing Du looks rough, but he is an elegant person, and there is definitely a lot of pen and ink in his stomach. ”

Su Qinian thought so, confirmed his previous guess, and unconsciously came to the front of the steps.

The lights in the bamboo building have not been extinguished, the lantern in front of the door is lit for many years, with a kind of sacrificial sesame oil, added to the agarwood powder buried in the ground for hundreds of years, the faint agarwood fragrance into the nose, can make people feel calm.

Su Qinian's heart was tense, and the spiritual power that had not yet fully recovered enveloped the land around him, not letting go of a trace of wind and grass.

Chirping!

At this time, the bamboo door opened, and a handyman came out, holding a gourd containing sesame oil in his hand, and was about to continue the light of the ever-bright lamp in front of the door.

"It's you!"

The miscellaneous Taoist who had passed the year of standing had a short beard and looked at Su Qinian: "You came to hand over the herbs?

Noticing the medicine basket in front of Su Qinian, the miscellaneous Taoist was slightly surprised at first, and then showed a somewhat strange look, and said, "Come with me." ”

Walking into the bamboo building with the medicine basket, Su Qinian saw piles of mountain-like herbs in the corner, all of which were classified and not mixed at all.

In addition, there are several large bookshelves, which are all subsets of scriptures and history, various versions, but there are very few Taoist scriptures and Buddhist scriptures, and Taoist priest Jingdu is standing in front of the bookshelf, and he is flipping through a woodcut "Book of Rites" in his hand.

Su Qinian's nose moved slightly, and he saw a large cauldron on a shelf not far away, simmering on the stove, and the strong fragrance emanating from the pot was very familiar, it was the smell of demon tiger meat.

The miscellaneous servants began to select the medicine basket that poured Su Qiannian, and sometimes showed a suspicious gaze, because the herbs in the same medicine basket, Su Qiannian picked, many of them were more than ten years old, which was a few points better than many old people who had been in Xiaoyao Valley for several years.

However, he didn't say much, before he built a foundation and became a disciple of the Wudang Outer Court, except for the deacon guarding the Xiaoyao Valley, no Wudang people were allowed to contact the people in the Xiaoyao Valley.

Because Wudang knows that even if it is a death row prisoner, a hundred-legged insect, and a dead but not stiff, there are all kinds of relationships and potential forces, if it is not necessary, Wudang does not want to be involved in the ups and downs of officialdom, yes, after the abolition of several miscellaneous servants and Taoists who colluded with death row prisoners in Xiaoyao Valley in the past dynasties, no one dares to take a step forward in this generation of handymen on duty.

The Jingdu Taoist priest didn't seem to pay attention to Su Qinian's meaning, and the miscellaneous Taoist also quickly cleaned up and sorted the medicinal materials in the medicine basket, and then took a large bowl of simmering boiled demon tiger meat from the cauldron, the soup was snow-white, and the fragrance was overflowing, which was enough to be worth the weight of the past two meals.

"Thank you. ”

After taking the pottery bowl, Su Qiannian was about to turn around and leave.

"Su Qinian. ”

The Taoist priest Jing Du, who had been intoxicated by the book, finally turned around, and the miscellaneous Taoist stared, and quickly regained his composure, but he glanced at Jing Du meaningfully and did not speak.

"I've seen the deacons. ”

Su Qiannian clasped his fists and saluted, looking relaxed, but his spiritual power was running to the extreme at this moment, and the soul deterrent technique was ready to go.

"The home of the editor, I think I have read the Four Books and the Five Classics, I don't know how much you have understood?"

As soon as the Taoist priest Jing Dufu spoke, not only Su Qinian was stunned, but the miscellaneous Taoist was also slightly stunned, and at the same time, the clenched fist hidden in his sleeve slowly loosened.

"Students of the Four Books and the Five Classics have been familiar with it since childhood, not to mention that they can understand it thoroughly, and they think they can understand three points. ”

After Su Qinian was stunned, he relaxed slightly and replied respectfully, but he didn't understand what the purpose of this Taoist priest was Jingdu.

"Not bad. The Jingdu Taoist priest nodded, raised the "Book of Rites" in his hand again, and said, "I recently read the "Book of Rites" and figured out the true meaning of Confucianism.

Almost without thinking, Su Qinian said: "Gewu, Zhizhi, sincerity, righteousness, self-cultivation, Qi family, governing the country, and leveling the world." ”

"What are the Six Certificates?"

"Stop, steady, quiet, peaceful, considerate, gain. ”

"University" said that the way of the university is in Mingmingde, in being close to the people, and in stopping at perfection. So, how should scholars be enlightened, how to be close to the people, and then strive for the highest way of perfection?"

Su Qinian was a little surprised, this Taoist priest Jing Du was definitely not the first time he read the "Book of Rites", and he definitely had a deep understanding between the lines, but he did not hesitate, after a little thought, he said: "The so-called Mingde, my generation of scholars should have a bright heart, and only by reforming the old and making the new can we be close to the people's will, stop at benevolence as a king, stop at respect as a minister, stop at filial piety as a son of a man, stop at kindness as a father, and communicate with the people of the country to stop at the letter, which can reach the state of perfection." ”

"It's not bad, it's not bad. ”

The Jingdu Taoist raised his eyebrows, his eyes were bright, and he swept the hills in the corners of the wall, and said: "Today you have harvested a lot of winter lotus roots for more than ten years, which is equivalent to the harvest of ordinary two people entering the mountain. ”

"Thank you, Deacon!"

Su Qinian was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly thanked him, someone pointed out and no one pointed out, it is completely two situations, even in Chang'an, the capital city, the big families of Houmen also worship special martial arts guests, after the heirs of each house grow up, there are special people responsible for guiding the way, preaching and teaching, enlightenment, and relieving confusion.

Even if he has nurtured spiritual power and knows the subtleties, if there is a Taoist priest Jing Du who has practiced the true qi of the inner family, Su Qiannian believes that the time for him to comprehend all the essence of the fourth layer of "Turtle and Snake Gong" will definitely be twice as fast.

"Go ahead. ”

With a wave of his hand, Taoist priest Jing Du turned around again, put the "Book of Rites" back on the bookshelf, and took a carved copy of "Zhou Yi" and flipped through it.

......

Returning to the thatched house, putting down the empty medicine basket, and taking out the clay bowl filled with demon tiger meat and soup, Su Qiannian's stomach kept making a cooing sound, which was the flesh urging him to eat, replenish his blood and qi as soon as possible, and restore the consumed spirit.

Su Qinian grabbed the pottery bowl and put it down gently, his eyes were slightly cold: "No, it's too weird! This Taoist priest is quiet for no reason, why do you want to test my knowledge, the quality of the herbs picked is beyond customization, and the direct reward is, why do you point it out in detail, no, where is the problem!"

In the Ancestral Divine Court, the spiritual power was running, and Su Qinian carefully recalled every detail in the bamboo building.

Generally speaking, it is said that a gentleman should be a gentleman, a family, a country, and a peaceful world, and should be consistent inside and outside, not self-deception, and sincerity in the heart...... Wait!Sincerity!"

Su Qinian's eyes showed a sharp color: "In the Book of Rites and Universities, it is said that those who are sincere in their intentions do not deceive themselves. If it smells bad, if it is lustful, this is called self-humility, so the gentleman must be cautious of his independence. ”

"Eight eyes, gentleman Shen Du!"

This is exactly what the monk really wants to tell him!

At this time, Su Qinian looked at the demon tiger broth in the pottery bowl on the table again, and his eyes became extremely solemn: "Why should a gentleman be cautious and alone, there is also an explanation in "University", saying that it is not good for villains to live idlely, and they can do everything; If a man sees himself as he sees his lungs and liver, then there is no difference. This is said to be sincere in the middle, and the form is outside, so the gentleman must be cautious of his independence. ”

"It's him!"

Su Qinian's muscles and muscles were tense, and his face showed anger, and then he recalled all the subtleties before, and he became more and more sure in his heart.

Grabbing the pottery bowl again, Su Qinian put it in front of his nose and sniffed lightly, his spiritual power was shrouded, and after a few breaths, he really caught the slightest trace of peculiar smell.

"Even Wudang Xiaoyao Valley has infiltrated in, so that the handymen on duty are willing to take risks, it's really a big net, such a big hand!

Su Qiannian was full of murderous energy, and his eyes became more fierce than ever, but soon, he regained his composure and sneered: "Since this is the case, I naturally want you to get your wish, look at this chess game, who loses in the end." (Ask for daily recommendation votes to rush the list, ask for collection!) Thank you for your love.) Regarding the questions in the book review area, I will read it in ten steps, but I may not have time to answer, because the beginning of a new book is the most difficult to write, and I have to ponder in ten steps. ）