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Pen Spirit 3·Sorrow and Chaos 马伯庸 1600Words 2018-03-12
Song, June of the third year of Chunxi, Chengxin Pavilion of Ehu Temple in Shangrao. Today's weather is a bit strange. Although it has just entered the early summer, there is already a midsummer steamy scene.The long sky is blue and blue, the sun is in the sky, there is no cover and no hindrance, let the scorching sun shine down.However, at the end of the sky in the west, there are black clouds gathering, and there is a faint tendency of heavy rain. Chengxin Pavilion is called a pavilion, but it is actually an elegant pavilion surrounded by only a few seats.At this time, there were already three people in the pavilion on the east and west sides, with a pot of tea and three porcelain bowls in the middle.Dozens of Confucian scholars stood several feet away from the outside, respectfully standing with their hands down, keeping silent.The entire temple was silent, except for the sound of cicadas singing in the Zen forest.

The two people sitting side by side in the pavilion are both in their thirties.The elderly man has a clean complexion and a long beard. Although he is dressed in a Confucian uniform, he has the elegant style of a Taoist school. He kneels on the mat, like a cloud hidden in a fairy mountain, deep and restrained; while the young man's face is like a crown of jade, his eyes Qiu Shui's tall and slender body is extremely refined, and it looks like a fierce long sword that has not been drawn out of its sheath, but is already showing its sword light. Opposite them was a middle-aged man in his forties with a slightly dark face. His face was a bit weird, with a broad nose and thick lips, but a blunt chin. He was the kind of "willful" person mentioned in the photo book , that kind of people tend to be terribly focused.He knelt down meticulously, with neither joy nor sorrow on his expression, like a stubborn stone lying in front of the two of them, neither moving nor moving.

"It's Zhu Xi's honor to be able to sit and discuss the Tao with the famous Lu brothers at today's Ehu meeting." The black-faced man bowed his body slightly, and pressed his hands slightly on the edge of the table on both sides. Seeing that he spoke first, Lu Jiuling and Lu Jiuyuan returned their salutes one by one. The older Lu Jiuling bowed and said, "How dare you, Mr. Hui'an is the senior of me and my younger brother. Everyone in Fujian and Zhejiang admires him. We will wait for today It is very fortunate to be able to follow the example of Confucius’ visit to Li Er’s story and listen to the teachings without giving up.”

Zhu Xi said indifferently: "Although Confucius asked Li Er about the rites, the rise of Zhou rites was not in the ear. The virtuous Kunzhong followed the pioneers, and with such a good ambition, it can be said to be a short way!" His words were slightly sharp, and he replied immediately.The Lu brothers suddenly felt trembling all over their bodies, as if they had been shot into their bodies by an invisible wave just now, and their minds were shocked. The two couldn't help but look at each other, thinking secretly, could it be that this Zhu Xi had really grown up as the rumors said? Do you have the awe-inspiring spirit mentioned by Mencius?

If this is the case, it may be a hard battle for Ehu to discuss the Tao this time. But at the same time, it also shows that the legend that has been circulating for a long time is true... Just as Lu Jiuling was about to answer, he suddenly heard a long howl from outside the temple, startling dozens of birds in the forest.The Confucian scholars on the sidelines showed panic and looked around one after another, and soon a shout came from far and near: "The Lu family discusses Taoism with others, how can I not ask the old man to join in the fun!" Zhu Xi wondered, "Could it be Mr. Suo Shan?"

The Lu family is a family of scholars, Lu Jiushao, Lu Jiuling, and Lu Jiuyuan are known as the three scholars of Lu Zi. Lu Jiushao has been lecturing in Suoshan for many years, so Zhu Xi asked this question. Lu Jiuling smiled wryly and said: "My brother is a secluded and prudent man, how could he be so crazy. This man is an elder of our branch family, and he likes to join in the fun. I don't know where he heard the news. We are discussing with Brother Zhu today. I think we are here. It's messed up." Lu Jiuyuan got up abruptly, and said loudly, "I'll go and persuade him to go back. How can you let that old Ge talk about Neo Confucianism!"

Lu Jiuling said: "If you can persuade him, you would have persuaded him in Shuzhou, and sit down first, so as not to let Brother Zhu see the joke." Brother fate is like a father, Lu Jiuyuan flicked his sleeves, and had to sit down resentfully, but It was Jian Mei who frowned, obviously extremely angry. Suddenly there was a commotion outside the courtyard wall, a person was striding towards Chengxin Pavilion, three or four novice monks on the left and right couldn't stop him, instead they were pushed back and forth, and he rushed straight in. This man appeared to be fifty or sixty years old, with broad shoulders and a thick waist, tall and tall, and he walked without the slightest sign of decadence.Half of his head was in a bun, and his silver-white hair was almost half down. From a distance, he looked like a lunatic.

The old man walked up to Chengxin Pavilion, stood firmly, and scanned the three people in the pavilion. His eyes were as sharp as knives. Although Lu Jiuyuan was young and vigorous, he couldn't help shrinking under his direct gaze.Zhu Xi, on the other hand, was expressionless and never looked this way. The old man was wearing a uniform for a judge, but it was dusty and frayed everywhere, presumably he had never changed it during the long journey. Lu Jiuling clasped his hands and said, "Uncle, since you have been exhausted all the way here from Sichuan, why don't you go to the meditation room to take a bath and change clothes, have a rest, and then come to observe the theory. This time, it will take at least two days and at most ten days , it’s not too late.”

The old man ignored him at all, and stared at Zhu Xi's back for a while, then put his right hand on his left shoulder, and asked bluntly, "Are you Zhu Xi?" Zhu Xi nodded: "Exactly." "Good Zhu Xi, give Lu You a punch!" The sound has not yet fallen, but the fist is approaching.This punch struck suddenly without warning, seeing that it was about to hit Zhu Xi's right shoulder, there was no reason to dodge it. At this time, purple light suddenly appeared. Including the Lu brothers, the expressions of all the people present changed drastically. They saw wonders like never before in their lives.

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