Painter

Chapter 87: Chapter 87
Qingyin Lane has always been an upper-class place for celebrities, gentry, literati and inkmen to recite the wind and enjoy the moon, and listen to beauties playing the piano and playing music.According to legend, a certain eminent Buddhist monk was reincarnated here as a prostitute, and then realized the enlightenment of light and enlightenment in the fireworks, and certified the Bodhisattva of the Seventh Bodhisattva. Therefore, Qingyin Lane was changed to Qingyin Lane, and it has been called Qingyin Lane since then.

It is also because of the Bodhisattva named Qingyin that the Xuan Chan Department established a school in such a romantic place as Changlefang for the first time. It can also be stained with the charm of color is empty.

That school is at the entrance of Qingyin Alley, and a stele is erected in front of the school, engraved with the words "Dajue Jingshe".In front of the stele, people of all kinds gathered in a group, but surprisingly there was no noise.On the steps of Dajue Jingshe, a man in Tsing Yi is giving a lecture.

The man has a dark complexion and looks like a farmer.When he gave a lecture, the listeners all showed expressions of conviction.

In the Dajue Abode, several scribes looked at the back of the man in Tsing Yi giving a lecture with their hands behind their backs, sometimes nodding, sometimes discussing in low voices.

I only heard the man say: "Someone asked a month ago, what is Yuanshen, Yuanqi, Yuanjing? Mr. Shouyi has already answered this question. The Sacred Heart is unique. When it flows, it becomes Qi, when it condenses, it becomes essence. God. Some people also ask, what is the essence of true yin and the qi of true yang? You need to know that yin is born from yang, and yang is born from yin. If you can’t figure this out, you will have the so-called three passes, seven turns and nine turns, and there will be endless questions like this.”

When the man paused, Xu Yingqiu nodded slightly.He saw that there were not only literati, but also many peddlers who could not read big characters, and even women. He couldn't help but praised: "Liu Wan's lectures are really easy to understand."

Shen Qingteng on the side said: "He is not from a school. Although he doesn't write many books, he is good at teaching by word of mouth. Even a foolish man and woman can understand what he means."

Xu Yingqiu said with emotion: "Although the words are easy to understand, how many people can know the Sacred Heart. If they can know the Sacred Heart, it will be like the return of Taoism to Taiji, and the origin of Buddhism. He is the founder of the sect."

Shen Qingteng said: "So to practice Confucianism, you need to work harder. If you don't know what the heart is, but insist that the heart has no external objects, it is not a sage."

Xu Yingqiu said with a smile: "It's like those rotten Confucians today who claim to inherit the true tradition and insist on studying things, but don't know."

Shen Qingteng couldn't help smiling: "That's the truth, but it doesn't have to be so narrow."

Xu Yingqiu laughed loudly, and after a while, he said with emotion: "I don't know if Master has reached this level." He paused when he said this, "Master was demoted to the Hall of Jade Documents to study books. I don't know if this time the sage went west..."

Shen Qingteng said: "At most two days, Master will arrive at Xuandu Station."

Surprise flashed in Xu Yingqiu's eyes.

On the stone steps of Dajue Jingshe, Liu Wan’s voice was clear and clear: “Ask again what is the heart? When it’s hot, it’s cool; when it’s cold, it’s fire. When you’re hungry, you eat; It’s about keeping one’s body safe, and one’s life can be established when one’s body is settled. Wearing clothes is about knowing shame, and knowing shame is close to courage. It can be seen that what is selfish is a person’s selfishness, and if there is no selfishness, there is no heart.”

A literati from Eguanbo in the crowd asked, "According to your opinion, saints also have selfish motives?"

Liu Wan smiled at the literati: "If you break open the chest of the clay sculpture in the temple, there must be none."

A sullen expression appeared on the literati's face, and he raised his tone: "How dare you humiliate the sacred like this!"

Liu Wan asked back, "What do you think of Ji Ganhuang?"

The literati frowned, Qianhuang was Ren Zu's real name.It was really disrespectful for Liu Wan to call his name so directly, but he didn't like to get angry, he just snorted and said loudly: "Heaven does not give birth to human ancestors, eternity is like a long night!"

This sentence was spoken impassionedly, and everyone who listened showed admiration and excitement, but there was an untimely chuckle.

Everyone looked sideways, glaring at the laughing young man in black.Although the laughter was inappropriate, the young man's smile didn't make people feel frivolous, it seemed quite gentle on the contrary.Being watched by everyone, he raised his hand to show that he didn't intend to be disrespectful.

The literati looked pale, but still asked: "What are you laughing at?"

Li Chan said with a smile: "Your words are so good, it reminds me of an interesting incident."

A bystander asked: "What's interesting, why don't you tell it and listen to it?"

"Alright, then I'll talk about it." Li Chan asked the scribe, "What do you think was the most expensive thing before the birth of the human ancestor?"

The scholar stood up straight and said meticulously: "Of course human life is the most precious."

"Wrong, in troubled times, human life is as cheap as worthless." Li Chan shook her head, "Paper candles are the most expensive."

The literati frowned, the young man's words were absurd, he turned out to be a sensationalist.

Liu Wan on the steps wondered, "How do you say that?"

Li Chan said with a smile: "The night is long, so I should walk with candles and paper."

Liu Wan's eyes lit up, and he laughed loudly, "Wonderful, wonderful!"

"You talk nonsense, deviate from the scriptures!" The scribe blushed, angrily scolded, and walked away.Going in a hurry, the posture is not so straight, and when squeezed out of the crowd, the crown is also crooked by three points.

Liu Wan smiled and said to Li Chan: "This gentleman looks familiar."

Li Chan said with a smile: "It was my honor to meet Mr. today."

"Li Lang and I are acquaintances." Xu Yingqiu appeared at the door of Dajue Jingshe, "Li Lang, why don't you come over?"

"Don't disturb the teacher's lecture for now." Li Chan smiled at Liu Wan.

He entered Dajue Abode along the side of the steps, and under the introduction of Xu Yingqiu, he greeted several people present one by one.It was not a coincidence that Li Chan came to the Dajue Jingshe, because he knew that it was a school in Yangmen, and he also inquired about several Yangmen Confucian scholars who came and went to the Jingshe recently, including Xu Yingqiu and Shen Qingteng.

"This is the owner of Ximoju." Xu Yingqiu smiled at Li Chan, "Drinking half of the wine that night, why did you leave in such a hurry?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Li Chan's hair tied up with a cloth belt, and two cloth tassels hanging down, the left side was long and the right was short.The mediocre people show their right shoulders with the ceremony of bare clothes to mourn the death of friends.It is inconvenient to bare clothes, so as not to replace it with a crown.Li Chan's way of tying her hair in a bun is exactly that without a crown.

He put away his smile and asked solemnly: "What happened to Li Lang?"

Li Chan didn't respond, but asked: "Xu Lang promised the day before yesterday that he would write lyrics for that music score, does this promise still count?"

(End of this chapter)