chewing dragon

Chapter 277: Cultivating the way leads to cultivating virtue, and cultivating virtue leads to virtue
At this moment, Tong Jiaohai felt someone suddenly appeared next to him.

He turned sideways and looked up, and saw his captain smiling at Duke Lu, with a calm demeanor and a clear voice, which was really heartwarming.

"Other than the Yanhuang Shennong clan, Qi Jingzhi had only heard of the Yanhuang Zhuxiang clan before. He was also lucky enough to learn a song called "Flying Dragon Calling the Lin Pu", but he didn't know that the Feng Hexu clan also had the name Yanhuang."

Lu Gong looked at the young man who came forward, and smiled in surprise: "I said before that your kid was black when cut open, but I didn't expect that you have such an honest and kind side! The soldiers of Zuowu Army looked at each other. I am truly blessed to have a superior officer like you!"

"As for the "Flying Dragon Calling the Rain", the old man has just seen it from the changes in the scorching sun! You have already entered the palace, and its subtlety is even more subtle than that of the serious descendant of Zhu Xiang, the Caojiang Water God. No more concessions."

Qi Jingzhi keenly noticed that when Lu Gong mentioned Lin Pu, he used the word "see" instead of "hear".

"The changes in the scorching sun... No wonder my cultivation has not escaped the eyes of this old man at all. Lu's method of observing the sun from the spiritual platform should not be underestimated."

When Lu Gong saw that the young man was thoughtful, he shook his head and looked at Tong Jiaohai: "Never mind the Yanhuang Hexu clan and the emergence of kings in succession. As far as I know, your ancestors did produce many capable people. , many of them serve as winter official Sikong or even great Sikong in the Ji clan countries."

"Da Sikong?" Tong Jiaohai's heart suddenly jumped wildly. This official position sounded similar to that of Da Sima.

"Well, in ancient times, the official position of Da Sikong was a central official in charge of water and soil. In addition to building water conservancy in the city, he was also responsible for cleaning the mandala and setting up musical instruments during suburban rituals, and building mausoleums during funerals. I really want to talk about it. The origin comes from the fact that he can be related to the Huntiansi and the Ministry of Rites in Daqi today."

Tong Jiaohai's eyes suddenly lit up, and he thought: "In this case, I can be regarded as half of Lu Gong's own, right?"

He was full of excitement and hope, but he was still modest when he spoke: "I came from a humble background. I have never heard of any great Sikong in my ancestors who built cities and built mausoleums. There were quite a few bricklayers who built roofs."

Qi Jingzhi's eyes flashed, and something was wrong with the way he looked at Tong Jiaohai.

Lu Gong's expression remained as usual, and he smiled at Tong Jiaohai: "So, your family has not forgotten its roots. In this case, my old man will give you a piano score!"

"Since the post of Da Sikong is responsible for arranging the musical instruments used for sacrifices, as a descendant of the Tong family, you have some talent in music. If there is anything you don't understand, just ask your family captain!"

Hearing this, Tong Jiaohai had a look of confusion on his face. He thought he heard wrongly: "What? Give a rough guy like me... a... piano score?"

The young captain on the side was also confused after hearing this. Did Lu Gong give this music score to Tong Jiaohai or Qi Jingzhi?
"Why, you see that my old man is tall and thick, so you think I don't understand music?"

Duke Lu scolded Tong Jiaohai, but he glared at Qi Jingzhi: "You kid should understand what's going on, right?"

The young captain immediately responded obediently: "If you want to study astronomy and calendar to a profound level, you must be proficient in geography, history, arithmetic, music, farming and other subjects!"

Duke Lu snorted and glanced at Wei Yingdian again: "You have been in the Ministry of Rites, and then resigned and returned to your hometown. You must have heard the saying 'if you don't understand the classics, it is better to return to farming'?"

Wei Yingdian didn't know why, but he nodded in agreement: "At first, the junior was arrogant and intolerant because of his talent, so that his official career was not smooth. Isn't it because he didn't study the classics well? Later, he wanted to resign and return to farming."

He paused and suddenly raised his hand to Qi Jingzhi: "It was precisely because of that return to farming that Wei was lucky enough to meet Brother Qi Dao. He escorted me to see my wife from my previous life. Although I still don't know whether the reincarnation is true or not, But it also made Wei suddenly enlightened and indulged his mind!"

"Without such a change of heart, given Wei's age, temperament and previous experience of falling into officialdom, Brother Qi might not be able to take him seriously enough to give him the practice method. Even if he learned the correct method, he might not be able to succeed in the practice."

Wei Yingdian's words were sincere and obviously came from the heart, and he had a very clear understanding of the reasons for Qi Jingzhi's gift in the first place.

Qi Jingzhi smiled casually and nodded silently. He also remembered the time when the two of them went to Qu'ahou Lake to look for Zao Nu. Wei Yingdian's mood did indeed change after that visit, similar to how Zhu Yihou obtained the music by mistake and Deng Fu. Qing swallowed his heart and formed an arm, and coupled with the friendship of facing the water god of the Xun River side by side, that seemingly extremely hasty riverside teaching of the law came about.

How can it be that things in this world, one drink and one peck, have no cause?
"That's it!"

Lu Gong nodded with satisfaction, but he was not interested in knowing about his wife in his previous life or his sudden enlightenment. He turned to glare at Tong Jiaohai and said: "It is said that if you don't understand the scriptures, it is better to return to farming. In fact, the "Returning to Farming" mentioned here is An ancient piano score."

"Hey, what a coincidence. A few years ago, the old man went to...well, weeded in the fields, and he happened to pick up this music book from the weeds!"

This thing sounds very out of place, almost like Da Peng picking money in the wind.

Tong Jiaohai's mouth opened wide when he heard this, while Qi Jingzhi and Wei Yingdian each had their own thoughts. Only Lishan Guangye, who had been silent all this time, secretly curled his lips.

I heard Lu Gong continue: "The descendant of the Yongmen family named Zizhou heard about this from somewhere, and he begged to come to the door and want to make a copy and send it back."

"At that time, I saw that he was disheartened and dejected. I was very unhappy, so I deliberately provoked him and said: Your name is Zizhou, but how can you be a considerate person? A descendant of a dignified military family, you actually want to" "Return to farming'? How about changing the name from now on and calling it Yongmen Geng, with the courtesy name Ziniu!"

"I didn't expect that young man didn't care at all. Even if it snowed heavily, he still knelt upright in front of the door and begged. He knelt like a snowman, which made my old man's heart soften."

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but feel emotional, and couldn't help but interjected: "The younger generation has heard about the Yongmen family. If it weren't for Marquis Le'an's love for music and his intention to return to farming, he probably wouldn't be able to do it. To save one’s life and family, that’s really not considerate.”

Lu Gong's eyes were deep and he shook his head slowly: "How can we easily believe the rumors and rumors in the market? Anyway, as far as the old man knows, the first two generations of Yongmen family heads were not generals, but they didn't know it themselves, so they went to the battlefield by themselves. Even if he seeks death, the king cannot always stop him. However, Yongmenzi Zhou is very preoccupied and spends his days worrying, slandering, fearing, ridiculing, and fighting in panic..."

"Hey, playing the harp is similar to writing poetry. It can be used to express one's ambitions or to entertain one's emotions. If a person like Yongmen Zizhou went to practice the harp, he might not live long... Deep love will not last long, and wisdom will be damaged! "

Lu Gong obviously didn't think much of Yongmenzi Zhou, but he had some special regard for Tong Jiaohai: "The old man knows a lot of people. When he saw the way you climbed the altar just now, he knew that you are a good piece of meat. He has a fierce and unstinting nature, and as long as his life is tougher and his luck is better, he will always be able to achieve something in the future."

"Whether your boy's life is tough or not, the old man can't say, but since I have followed Qi Jingzhi, I am really lucky. I will simply pass on the music score of "Return to the Farm" to you today!"

"If you cultivate the Tao and cultivate virtue, I will wait and see what you, Tong Jiaohai, can grow from your heart!"

Speaking of this, no matter how reluctant Tong Jiaohai was, he had no choice but to kneel down and kowtow, crying with gratitude.

Seeing Lu Gong pointing his finger at Tong Jiaohai's forehead, Qi Jingzhi knew that Huntian Sisi was using this method to move into Gouchen Courtyard, but he really couldn't say no.

He and Wei Yingdian exchanged a look, and both of them understood each other tacitly.Apart from this, in the future, the Zuowu Army will probably not be at odds with Huntiansi unless forced to do so.

After Lu Gong finished teaching, Qi Jingzhi smiled at Tong Jiaohai and said: "Lu Gong gave you a generous gift. As a Shangguan, I don't want to be too stingy, so I will teach you two battle formation songs, mainly with lyrics." , you just compose your own music from now on."

The so-called battle songs of the young lieutenant include "Tiger's March" sung by the Taoist Hu Jun and the minions, and the nameless battle song prompted by Ding Chengyuan, the Marquis of Anfeng, with the "Tiger Ring Sutra".

Qi Jingzhi did not hide his secrets and sang these two war formation songs in front of everyone. The crowd felt quite sad and solemn, and even Duke Lu couldn't help but respond with his Pan Chi staff.

After listening to the two songs, Tong Jiaohai naturally felt that he could not repay his kindness and was willing to die for the captain.

Duke Lu nodded approvingly: "For these two pieces of music, a strong man holding a bronze pipa and an iron wooden board, singing with a flute and dancing with a drum, can get the essence of these two pieces of music!"

Qi Jingzhi recalled the scene of the martial arts battle between Taoist Master Hu and Ding Chengyuan that day, and felt that this should be the case, and nodded immediately. "Although I know that you are deliberately testing, these two pieces of music really suit my old man's taste. You can't listen to them in vain, right?"

Lu Gong looked at the young lieutenant and chuckled, and finally let out some words: "Ding Chengyuan's case is a bit troublesome, but generals are rare, so he should not die this time. On the contrary, the two hundred soldiers escorting him have already been killed on the way. Most of them are dead, but fortunately the two leading cavalry commanders are tough enough and they will be able to reach the royal capital soon."

"As for the Tianyi Sect, Ji'an was very concerned about the death of his clan members. He spent all day gesticulating and urging Wuyun Division and the Demon Yamen of the prefectures and counties to do their best to investigate. I think in a short time, whether it is the Tianyi Sect or Ji'an No one in this world will come to trouble you."

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi felt slightly relieved and silently clasped his fists towards Duke Lu, still accepting the favor.

Lu Gong waved his hand nonchalantly: "We've finished chatting. When my old man finishes his work, we can talk about business."

Only then did Qi Jingzhi remember that just now the three of them had accepted each other's instructions one by one, but they had forgotten that they came here to ask for help.

At that moment, Duke Lu raised his staff, pointed towards the sky, and shouted: "The earth has no essence, but the light of stars is the essence; the earth has no good or bad luck, but the energy of stars is the good or bad luck!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky was full of stars, with colorful and mysterious brilliance reflecting each other.

The red gold dragon soared into the sky and swam freely in the sea of ​​stars, trailing a brilliant light and shadow behind it.

Lu Gong pushed Pan Chi's staff onto the floor again: "The earth's destiny changes, and the weather follows it; the heaven's destiny rotates, and the earth's energy responds to it!"

The ground beneath the altar rumbled suddenly, and the small mound that had been growing slowly suddenly rose up from the ground, completely loading the high altar onto it.

"It forms images in the sky and takes shape on the earth, but God Gao Gu has not yet returned to his throne!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a vague figure suddenly appeared on the east side of the altar, covered with stars and wrapped in red thread.

At the same time, the gold, silk and green guis piled up on the East Majesty gathered together and quickly merged into a sapphire statue wearing a golden robe.

The blurry figure of the Eastern Majesty bowed three times to the red gold dragon in the sky and Duke Lu on the altar, and then walked into the sapphire statue.

The jade statue's facial features suddenly became vivid, and a bright red brocade belt quietly appeared on the waist of the golden robe.

Then, the statue of God Gaoqi slowly walked down the east side, stood on the south side of the stone steps, facing the west, and remained motionless.

The red gold chi dragon swooped down, its body wrapped around the chi staff, its hornless dragon head resting on the head of the staff, its eyes blazing, and it roared at the sky.

The next moment, the starry night disappears, the sky suddenly brightens, and the sun shines across the sky, shining all around.

Outside the military stronghold, there were many soldiers and heavy guards, just like when Qi Jingzhi and others entered the camp.

Duke Lu, leaning on his Pan Chi staff, should first walk down the stone steps from the north, followed by Qi Jingzhi step by step.

After a while, everyone stood under the mound and looked up at the high altar on the top of the mound. However, they felt that it was quite solemn and simple, which was completely different from the impression they had when standing on top.

"Hehe, the old man spent a lot of time in Qizheng Pavilion and promised many benefits for this high altar. Today, the dust has finally settled."

Lu Gong glanced at the young captain next to him and asked thoughtfully: "Tell me, it is obvious that for Saint Jiang Daotong, the gods are no longer superior, so why do we still sacrifice to the eight gods? , even these old gods of Dongyi have to be dug up, dusted off for thousands of years, and continue to make do with it?"

Hearing this question from Huntian Si Si Zheng, Qi Jingzhi thought of many things in an instant, such as the government of the Holy King, the establishment of Shinto teachings, the struggle and replacement of the orthodoxy, the subjugation of wild nature and the cultivation of humanity, and then he denied them one by one. .

Lu Gong advocated the restoration of the Gaohe Altar, and he must have his own interests and plans. However, the answer the boss wants at this moment is definitely not the words of those Daqi monks that are almost universally known.

Qi Jingzhi lowered his head and eyebrows, his eyes inadvertently fell on his right arm, and he suddenly felt blessed.

“If you sow melons, you will reap melons; if you sow beans, you will reap beans; if you cultivate the soil, you will reap the virtues; if you plant trees, you will reap the virtues.”

The young man suddenly raised his head and said word by word: "The way of the ancient sages is to worship the gods as if they were there! The one you respect is not the god in the temple or the god on the altar, but... the god in your heart!"

When Duke Lu heard this, he laughed loudly: "The saintly virtues have continued, and I am not alone in the way. Qi Xiaowei is really a talented person in the world!"

The laughter is heroic and the sound spreads everywhere.The words of praise are heard by thousands of people.

Then I saw this ugly old man leaping straight into Qingming, and a faint song was playing in the sky.

"There are fragrant flowers in the north mountain, and the flowers are blooming. Before they can be collected, the autumn wind suddenly kills them."

"If you don't see the clouds blowing hundreds of feet high, the green pine trees, even the autumn wind can do nothing. The four seasons are always green and black, and it's a pity that Du Hua doesn't recognize them."

"Don't you see the long pine lying in the gully trapped in the wind and frost, but it will stand upright in the Fuming Hall..."

The singing gradually faded away, and the ugly old man's figure merged into the sun in the sky, disappearing from sight again.

"Hey? Why are you reciting a poem when you're so busy! We haven't even said anything about the business yet!" Lishan Guangye jumped to his feet and raised his head and shouted.

Qi Jingzhi waved his hand towards him: "Gong Lu already sent a message to me before he left. He will send Ban Ban to Qizheng Pavilion in three days. We don't need to worry about the rest."

Only then did Lishan Guangye calm down, and looked at Qi Jingzhi with a somewhat complicated look: "Brother Shi had been favored by Da Sima before, so he had no trouble entering Gouchen Courtyard, but that was all. After all, Da Sima had been away from the country for a long time, and Cha Cha When the stove is cold, the talent of the Jiang family and Zheng family has withered away, and their foundation has long since been lost."

As he spoke, he pointed at the soldiers outside the military camp: "The words of praise that Duke Lu just gave in public will definitely spread throughout the capital today. Brother Shi has really come into the eyes of the powerful families in the capital. No matter where he goes in the future, Anyone can enter the house and be treated as a guest!"

Qi Jingzhi was slightly startled when he heard this, and then he realized the intention of Lu Gong's move.

Although he has never had any attachment to the so-called wealthy family, the boss's good intentions must be kept in mind.

"With the continuation of holy virtue, I am not alone in my path..."

Facing the eager gazes of the people in front of him, the young captain smiled casually: "Perhaps he thinks that our small trees are growing pretty straight. The old farmer weeds and cultivates the soil and takes great care of them. As for whether they will grow in the future." It’s up to us to see what it becomes and what results it bears!”

(End of this chapter)