The old master had never thought that the child in front of him would ask such a big question when he opened his mouth, so he was slightly startled. Then he smiled gently, stretched out his hand, found a place to stay in the book next to him, pulled the child to sit next to him, then smiled and stretched out his finger, pointed at the child's heart, and said gently, "Tao, it's right here."
The child lowered his head and looked at his heart, puzzled, and said, "Here?"
"Hmm."
Master Qiu nodded with a gentle smile. The child was puzzled. The Master was waiting for his thoughts. He was always like this. Different disciples had different qualifications, different temperaments, and different strengths. Therefore, when disciples asked him the same questions, they would always get different answers.
At this moment, the old master gave the best direction for this child.
This is not a true explanation of the avenue, but it is the direction that is most suitable for the child in front of him. If he continues to move forward in this direction, he can find his own answer. Of course, at this time, he is just full of doubts in his heart, and then naturally asks, "Why are you here?"
This is to arouse his heart and enlighten his wisdom, and then he can teach.
When the child was doubtful about this answer, the Master's teaching had already begun. He followed this natural curiosity and continued in a calm and simple tone.
"Thousands of years ago, the world was divided and the nine states were at odds with each other. Although they were from the same human race, they were at war with each other. They fought against each other continuously and settled blood feuds. The people lived a miserable life, but they laughed for other people. At that time, the heaven was restless, Lord of All Spirits was still young, and all spirits were called monsters."
"Demon Emperor Great Firmament has great ambitions and wants to refine the common people in the world as the foundation of his own Dao..."
Above the restaurant, a old man wearing a long gown sat in the middle, holding a gavel in his hand. He talked about the events of that year, which are some of the most popular legends passed down in the world. He spoke vividly and eloquently.
King Wei Wu The army is invincible, Emperor Taizong Human Emperor applies benevolent policies and investigates grievances; the Master founded hundreds of families and passed down Daoism. People in this world have been familiar with it since they were children. Even when they grow older, they feel that these stories are exaggerated, but they are still very interested. When passing by, they will be willing to stop and listen to them.
I have listened to it so much that I am familiar with the context of the story, and I can continue to tell it at any point.
But I never get tired of listening to it.
It is the safest theme in this restaurant and teahouse, a business that is sure to make a profit without losing any money.
Especially around the New Year, every restaurant and teahouse puts a lot of effort into telling this story well.
The hotel owner, leaning against the doorpost with his arms crossed, was also fascinated by what he heard.
After hearing the old man talk about the time when the Master came out of seclusion and rejected all the Buddhas in the west, people cheered and said hello, but then he said that the Master rode on a green bull, carried purple energy, traveled 30,000 miles from the east, and climbed to the sky step by step. Although people still listened with interest, it was inevitable that they felt like they were listening to myths and legends.
He caught a glimpse of a young man on the second floor who was wearing a black robe and had a light demeanor, but he was as energetic as jade, sitting by the window, holding a wine cup and humming in a low voice. There seemed to be not much wine in the wine pot, and there were not many dishes on the table to go with the wine, just a plate of peanuts and a plate of vegetarian vegetables.
As a restaurant owner, he saw people coming and going, and his eyes were very sharp. He could tell that this young man had a different attitude, so he cut up a small plate of Duozi beef, picked up a small pot of wine, walked upstairs, and delivered it in person.
The young man raised his eyes slightly, and the restaurant owner said cheerfully, "My guest is drinking alone, but with an unfamiliar face. This is the first time he comes to our restaurant, so he must drink well. After you eat this plate of beef, if you think it tastes good, just come back next time."
"Sir, is this your first time visiting our Capital City?"
Is this your first time here?
The young man smiled and shook his head and said, "No, I lived here for a while."
The store owner was a little embarrassed, then pointed to the dishes he put on the table and said, "Then you have to try our signature dishes, but this Capital City is a time-honored brand!"
"It has a history of seven hundred years."
"It was improved from a piece of Old Niu meat from Capital City seven hundred years ago."
This young man didn't seem to be a rigid person. He just smiled and nodded, then drank alone and looked at the storyteller. The store owner simply sat down next to him. After listening to a while, he couldn't help but sigh, "This old Songtou told the story of the Hundred Schools of Thought and King Wei Wu. It's okay. But when he mentioned the master, it was somewhat exaggerated."
The young man in black robe said, "How do you say that?"
The shop owner is also a talkative person. Hearing the conversation from this customer, he smiled and replied, "Guest, you don't know. Don't look at Old Songtou just wearing these shabby clothes and telling stories in this restaurant. He is one of the authentic descendants of the Hundred Schools of Thought, and he has reached the end of [Miscellaneous School]."
"He said King Wei Wu the military front and Ancestor God Martial Emperor Wen. These are all documented in history and cannot be exaggerated. However, when the descendants of these scholars talk about the master who was under the Nine Monuments, they always speak highly of him. It is already a myth that purple qi traveled thirty thousand miles from the east, refused Buddhism seventeen from the west, and climbed into the sky to fight."
The shopkeeper shook his head.
The young man with his hair tied up in a jade crown and a clean black robe held a cup of tea, drank a little and said, "That's it."
"It's too much to say that the master's achievements back then were exaggerated."
When the store owner heard this, he nodded with a smile and continued to talk. However, the old storyteller Song seemed to be unhappy. When he stopped, he also walked up to the second floor and said, "You said my flattering words, but these things were recorded by our ancestors. How can you still lie?"
"Tsk, if Master Qiu said it, then I would definitely not say anything, but even Master Qiu just said to respect ghosts and gods and stay away..."
The two got into an argument, but they didn't know when the young man in black robe had disappeared. They turned around and saw that the man had gone and put money on the table. The store owner felt a little regretful and muttered, "It's all you. You have been arguing so much with me, but you have neglected the guests."
"Are you arguing with me? Don't you insist on arguing with me?"
Old Song's head glared, "Didn't your ancestors also listen to lectures under Confucius? Ximen!"
The shop owner named Ximen said:
"But Xi Men Da Chong Xuanzu never said that you should blindly believe and follow that master!"
"You you you!"
The two people quarreled again. The descendants of the princes and the surrounding diners did not know that the man who had just sat by the window was the protagonist in the story. The man in black robe walked down the restaurant and heard a familiar name behind him. He looked at the street next to him. Thousands of years have passed. The whole world has changed tremendously and is changing with each passing day. However, the place near the Nine Monuments has not changed much.
Qi WuHuo walked not far away from the Nine Monuments. Plum blossoms were planted nearby. In the middle of winter, the plum blossoms bloomed for ten miles, making it a magnificent scene. He stood in the plum blossom forest and admired the scenery, but suddenly he heard someone say, "Grandma, this plum blossom forest is absolutely beautiful. It seems to be thousands of years old. No wonder you have been coming here every year for these years."
black-robed Daoist didn't say anything. Not far away, there was a white-haired woman who was quietly looking at the nine monuments. In front of the nine monuments, there was a forest of plum blossoms. His hair was as white as frost and snow. He was dressed in ink clothes and tied with wooden hairpins. His eyes were soft and bright. He seemed to have quietly investigated everything and just looked at the plum blossoms peacefully.
A veil covered his face.
At this moment, she didn't seem to notice the man in black robe next to her. She was just enjoying the scenery quietly. Qi WuHuo didn't say anything. She also looked at the thousand-year-old plum blossom forest calmly. Over the years, the plum blossoms bloomed and fell, and fell and bloomed again. White-haired woman looked at it for a long time, took away her sight, and said gently, "Let's go."
Li Xuanzuo was surprised, but didn't know why our ancestor left after viewing the flowers so short today.
After he reported everything to the Jin Province Academy, he rushed back to Capital City precisely because of this incident.
In the past, she would always come here to enjoy the flowers and flowers for several days before leaving. When leaving, Li Xuanzuo glanced at the man in black robe over there and looked away. At this time, the child came out of Treasury Chamber and was sent to him by the old master. He finally found Qi WuHuo and said, "Senior, I'm back."
Qi WuHuo looked at the child and said gently, "How? Is there any gain?"
The child nodded, then hesitated and asked, "Senior, aren't you going to see the Master?"
black robed Emperor Lord reached out and touched the child's hair and said with a smile, "I have already seen him."
The child doesn't understand.
Qiu looked at the emperor and the child at the nine monuments, smiled slightly, turned around and walked step by step back to where he was originally sitting -
Already seen it.
The Master asked this child to ask him, because he wanted this child to see him, and he also wanted him to see this child.
So he knew that I was not alone in my way, and that there were successors in this body and culture. This kind of fire passed down from generation to generation made him more happy and relieved than anything else. This was the real meeting. Qi WuHuo turned around and looked at the direction of Qiu, and seemed to see Qiu bowing deeply towards this side, nodding slightly, pulling the child forward, and asked softly:
"Tell me what you have learned?"
The child's voice was still soft and waxy, and he spoke out his thoughts and understandings one by one. The Daoist held him, and in this sea of people, he gradually drifted away, and the world of mortals was as before. Besides Capital City, there was the most famous mountain, named Dingyan Peak. There was a Daoist temple on the mountain. Li Xuanzuo sent his ancestors back to this mountain. White-haired woman put his hands in front of him, watching the red dust rolling on the mountain, and watching black-robed Daoist pulling the child away step by step.
There is no attachment in his eyes, only peace and calmness.
She looked at the mortal world under her feet, turned around, her white hair slightly raised, and her voice was gentle and low.
As I walked step by step, the clouds rolled away from both sides of the sleeves, as if a thousand years had passed.
"If the flowers fall this year, it will be better next year, but if you see the flowers bloom, you will grow old."
"Guaranteed that my longevity will be like snow."
"Rao Jun is as angry as a young man."
The child pulled black robed Emperor Lord, seemed to feel something, raised his eyes and said, "Senior?"
black robed Emperor Lord looked gentle and calm and said, "Nothing happened."
He touched the child's head:
"Just saying goodbye to an old friend."
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