Chapter 90 Since it is destined, it can be fulfilled
This young man looks young, probably in his early ten years at most. His face is still childish, and his clothes look simple, but in fact the materials used are gorgeous. You can tell at a glance that he is a child of an aristocratic family.
Chen Cuo remembered that on the day he first came here, this person accidentally knocked down a lot of books, and even attracted Bao Gan to come over and comfort him.
After thinking about this, he smiled and asked, "What's your position, little brother? I've seen you quite often these days."
The young man's expression tightened and he said: "This official is also the school secretary."
Chen Cuo was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the other person's appearance. A little spiritual consciousness spread over him, and he realized that this young man was actually entangled with strong human thoughts, faintly exuding a thick and ancient aura, and he began to care in his heart.
At this age, even members of the clan, such as the predecessor Chen Fangqing, may not be able to obtain official positions. As a result, the young man is already the school secretary.
The young man pointed to a pile of books on the table and said: "This "New Odes of Yutai" was compiled by Xiaguan's grandfather. Xiaguan Jianjunhou has read a lot in the past few days. I don't know how to evaluate it?" As he said, he
Some blushing.
Chen Cuo took advantage of the situation and looked at the pile of books.
Later generations had some disputes about the editor of this book, but here it is clear that the editor was named Xu Ling. He was from the Xu family in the East China Sea. He was a famous literary giant in the world. He was known as a child prodigy since he was a child. Chen Fangqing often heard of his name.
He compiled this "New Odes of Yutai" during the previous dynasty, and it is still valued by the emperor and given an important position.
"Is your ancestor Xu Gong?" Chen Cuo suddenly realized, "How do you call me brother?"
The young man cupped his hands and said in a low voice: "I'm the official Xu Fayan."
"It turns out it's due to family background. I'm disrespectful and disrespectful." Chen Cuo didn't have any airs and took advantage of the situation to chat with Xu Fayan. He was thinking about it and wondered why this person had his own opportunities.
However, in the heart of a Taoist, half-stepping the foundation, gathering people's thoughts, and whims, there is its own mystery.
Xu Fayan was a little reserved at first and was quite careful with his words, but Chen Cuo was interested in talking, and with some guidance and mental suggestions, Xu Fayan quickly relaxed.
Later, Xu Fayan felt that he was talking to Chen Cuo because he was not very young, so he spoke casually.
"...The ancestor of our family has been trusted by the emperor. Not only does he serve in the official department, but he also holds the post of a major author, specializes in literature and history, and is leading the sages to compile the history of previous dynasties!"
"Revising history?" Chen Cuo narrowed his eyes, showing a little surprise.
"My Xu family has passed down classics and history. Our ancestors and father are both very good at poetry!" Xu Fayan was somewhat proud when he saw this.
Chen Cuo was moved in his heart and asked with a smile: "Brother Xu, you must be good at this too."
When Xu Fayan heard this, his face turned red, but he still puffed up his chest and said, "If you had asked me like this two years ago, I would not have dared to boast, but now I do have some confidence."
"Oh? Why is this?"
Xu Fayan said: "To tell you the truth, when I was a young official, I was forced to practice calligraphy and memorize poems. I actually didn't like poetry. I made a lot of noises and made my ancestors very angry. It's a pity that I was young and had no control. I didn't know how to restrain myself."
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Chen Cuo nodded. As a young man, he loved playing by nature. When he was forced to write and write, he naturally felt rebellious. He said, "Think about it this way. Brother Xu, two years ago, you suddenly became enlightened and understood the secrets of poetry?"
"No, no," Xu Fayan shook his head and laughed, "The king may not believe it. Even if he is now a subordinate of this poem, he can only say that he has a rough understanding of it. He can pick up people's wisdom, but he cannot say that he has studied it carefully.
My ancestors were more like fireflies than bright moons."
Only then did Chen Cuo become confused.
Xu Fayan did not whet his appetite and revealed the answer directly: "Two years ago, a family friend came to visit and said that he was a famous Taoist in Sichuan who was very good at divination. When he looked at me, he said that I had the appearance of wealth and wealth, and he said that I could be a good fortune teller.
He is a great writer, but even if his family members are willing to believe it, they all say that he is just following the trend."
When Chen Cuo heard this, his expression suddenly changed slightly, he became more focused, and asked: "Then why are you so sure now?"
Xu Fayan said: "It was a coincidence. That day, the Taoist and my ancestor were talking about the general trend of the world. At that time, the Wang Lin Rebellion was about to end. My ancestor said that the south would be peaceful from now on. However, the Taoist said that he had seen Chen Baoying from Fujian and said that this man had a brain
Later, there was a rebellion, and within two years, there would be chaos, and he was right! Only then did the ancestors realize how powerful he was, so he sent someone to ask how he could make me comply with the literary hero's assertion. "Junhou, do you think how that Taoist returned?"
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Chen Cuo's heart skipped a beat, and the Taoist trembled in his heart. He asked calmly: "How did you say that?"
"He said," Xu Fayan laughed, "Since it's destiny, as long as I'm here, I can make it happen! But my ancestor was worried, so he asked someone to let me come here, saying that it would be the right path for me to be nurtured every day!"
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These words, like a thunderbolt, shocked Chen Cuo's heart, and a Taoist inner light emerged in his heart!
"As long as I'm here! Because I'm here! That's how it is!"
Chen Cuo's eyes sparkled with light, and his whole person exuded an open-minded aura.
"Past, present, future! So that's it! So that's it!"
Joy rose from the bottom of his heart, his thoughts jumped, and golden light burst out from his heart.
After bowing heavily to Xu Fayan, Chen Cuo said with emotion: "Thank you, Brother Xu, for your guidance. Today I know how Master Huizhi felt that day. It was truly an epiphany, better than countless others!"
After saying that, he raised his hand gently.
Wow!
A sound suddenly came from a corner not far away.
Xu Fayan was startled and looked over. His eyes passed through the gap in the bookshelf and he recognized that the books he had accidentally swept down a few days ago had actually fallen down again.
But there was no one around.
In doubt, he turned around and was about to tell Chen Cuo that he wanted to go and sort things out first, but when he turned around, he was surprised.
At this glance, Xu Fayan realized that Chen Cuo's eyes were shining, and he couldn't help being surprised!
Seeing his appearance, Chen Cuo smiled and said: "In any case, you help me understand and understand, it is a favor. If there is need in the future, just let someone tell me, and I will repay you." As he said,
Then, he stood up and said, "I have something important to go back to my house. We'll talk about it another day."
As he spoke, the sparkle in his eyes faintly appeared, and he seemed to be unable to suppress it.
Xu Fayan was still a little confused, so he stood up and said goodbye to him.
Chen Cuo pointed to the copied books in the basket beside him and said, "I'll have someone move it into the car together later. I hope Brother Xu can make it easier."
Xu Fayan took a deep breath, suppressed his thoughts, and said: "Others are not allowed to enter lightly, but there are guards and servants on duty. I will inform you." As he said that, he left in a hurry, but his thoughts were confused.
The machine calms down.
Chen Cuo withdrew his gaze and stepped forward.
Just as I walked past the bookshelves, the golden light that shot out of my heart became more intense, and a few strands of it broke through the suppression of my mind and leaked out from my eyes.
The human thoughts lingering in the bookshelves along the way immediately pounced on them like cats that smelled something fishy, and merged with them.
Suddenly, a mysterious artistic conception spread out.
Chen Cuo was shocked, immediately calmed down, quickened his pace, and walked out of the bookstore in a blink of an eye.
However, the ripples did not dissipate, but spread slowly.
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"Huh? The Marquis of Linru County is leaving suddenly."
In the dark room, two old men, black and white, sat cross-legged and suspended, half-awake.
The black-haired old man smiled and said: "You have never set foot on the third floor. Could it be that you are feeling confused?"
The white-haired old man shook his head and said: "He doesn't know what's on the third level. He's immersed in books. It's not necessarily a bad thing. He just realized it."
"He is trapped in a magical power, which shows that this magical power is of high quality and difficult to derive." The black-haired old man smiled slightly, but his smile soon turned into surprise.
Buzz!
Suddenly, the floor beneath the two of them suddenly shook!
As thoughts spread out from the cracks in the floor, like wind and mist, painful faces emerged in the mist, all of them struggling in pain!
"Why did this thought of destruction suddenly start to struggle?"
The black-haired old man shook his head, looking helpless, and looked at the white-haired old man.
As the hair of the two of them flew, luminous shadows appeared behind them.
A red sun rises behind the black-haired old man. The morning sun rises, and everything flourishes. Then comes the shadow of many people's thoughts, which merge into thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, cities and streets, and prosperity in the prosperous age!
A red sun falls behind the white-haired old man, and the atmosphere is gloomy. All things wither, and there are also overlapping shadows, showing that mountains and rivers are broken, eaves are broken, walls are broken, and the country is ruined and the family is destroyed!
Suddenly, many clouds and mist shattered and disappeared, and the ground stopped shaking.
The vision in the room disappeared in an instant.
"The Southern Dynasties have changed, and now the Qiao Lai family is in decline. Originally, the thoughts of destruction have been relieved, but the recent rise of Buddhism and Taoism has only fueled the fire. If this continues, you and I will not be able to suppress him for much longer."
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"Hey, Uncle Bao asked me to remind Junhou to go to the third floor of the back hall when he has time. I was so busy talking just now that I forgot about it!"
After a busy time, Xu Fayan remembered something when he returned to the library and hesitated whether to catch up. Finally he shook his head and did not catch up after all.
"We'll wait until the prince comes back. If he doesn't come tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, I'll pay him a visit and invite him to come."
Thinking like this, he calmed down a little, then remembered that the books had just fallen, and hurried over to clean them up, but when he got there, he saw a row of books all arranged well.