Read books, write articles, and gain enlightenment.
Xu Qingxiao can understand all three.
However, these questions were not what Xu Qingxiao wanted to ask.
"Sir, if you practice this line of Confucianism and Taoism to a later stage, will you be able to quarrel with each other, have a lotus blossom in your mouth, follow your words, and kill thousands of armies with a single article?"
Xu Qingxiao asked.
As soon as he said this, Zhou Ling immediately laughed.
"Where did you hear this from? How can Confucianism and Taoism be so powerful, yet still quarrel with each other, speak like a lotus flower, and follow the law as much as you say."
"If it had such power, everyone in the world would practice Confucianism and Taoism."
Zhou Ling smiled.
After all, what Xu Qingxiao said was too exaggerated.
"No? Then what is the role of Confucianism and Taoism?"
Xu Qingxiao was a little curious.
He really thought that Confucianism and Taoism were the kind of thing where a person's talent could lead him to conquer a country with a single poem, but he didn't expect that it wasn't the case?
After all, there are immortals and Buddhas in this world.
"No, no."
"In the lineage of Confucianism and Taoism, one can cultivate one's moral character, govern the country and bring peace to the world, and cultivate great righteousness. It is still possible to prolong life, but killing and killing cannot. To conquer the country with a poem, it is even more extraordinary."
Zhou Ling waved his hand.
Then he continued.
"Then I dare to ask, sir, if you are of the Confucian and Taoist lineage, you can only cultivate your moral character. What should you do if you encounter demons and evil spirits?"
Xu Qingxiao continued to ask.
Speaking of this, Zhou Ling seemed a little confident.
"A Confucian has a great righteousness, and occasionally strengthens his body and bones, and has a certain strength. Of course, a first-grade Confucian scholar cannot beat a fourth-grade warrior in terms of strength, but it is different when facing demons and evil spirits."
"Little friend Qingxiao, even though I'm not even a high-ranking official, I have also cultivated a part of Haoran's righteousness. Didn't a fugitive come to the county a few days ago? It is said that he has practiced strange arts and is an evil person."
"If he were in front of me, he wouldn't be able to come within three feet of me."
Zhou Ling is very confident, especially when it comes to evil spirits.
"Can't get within three feet?"
Xu Qingxiao was a little surprised.
He has seen how strong the fugitives in Nanyu Mansion are. Zhou Ling can only look normal, but Xu Qingxiao can kill him with one punch if she is willing.
So Xu Qingxiao was a little suspicious.
As if sensing Xu Qingxiao's suspicion, Zhou Ling continued.
"Haoran's righteousness is the yang energy of heaven and earth, which can restrain all demons innately."
"I'm pretty average. If I were the kind of being who could transform literary spirit into form, I could slay demons with just one sentence. Of course, I could only slay demons and their evil spirits."
Zhou Ling said very seriously, even bringing in Confucian and Taoist people to flatter him.
Xu Qingxiao couldn't help but nodded. Although he didn't completely believe what Zhou Ling said, he agreed with this point of view.
Confucians are the heaven and the earth, cultivate their moral character and condense their awe-inspiring righteousness. Isn't it the evil spirits and crooked ways that they are afraid of?
"Sir, let me ask you another question. Have you ever heard of Wen Gong?"
Xu Qingxiao did not say the four words "Heaven and Earth Wen Gong", but simply said the two words "Wen Gong".
As soon as he said this, Zhou Ling became a little thoughtful.
"Wen Gong?"
He groaned, then shook his head after a while and said: "I have a little impression, but I can't remember it, but I may be able to find it if I check the information."
Zhou Ling's answer made Xu Qingxiao feel happy, but Xu Qingxiao looked calm on her face.
"Then I'll bother you, sir."
Xu Qingxiao replied.
"It's a small thing, but I'm not sure if I can really find it until I check."
Zhou Ling smiled.
And soon, the woman who was sweeping the floor outside the door, Zhou Ling's wife, brought several plates of hot dishes and said with a smile on her face.
"Sir, I made some side dishes, please try them."
Zhou Ling's wife placed the dishes on the table and warmly promised to have a midnight meal.
"No, no, this has already disturbed Mr. and Madam. Why bother Madam to cook for me? Don't call me Sir, just call me Qingxiao."
Xu Qingxiao opened her mouth. The adult couldn't bear this mouthful.
"It's okay, it's just a simple meal. Since we're not going out, we'll just stay and eat."
The other party said with a smile.
Zhou Ling also nodded and said: "It's okay, it's time to eat, let's chat while eating."
Now that both of them have said so.
Xu Qingxiao could only obey her fate.
Xu Qingxiao spent an hour eating the meal, spending most of the time listening to Zhou Ling talk about Confucianism and Taoism.
Zhou Ling is a scholar, so he naturally understands Confucianism and Taoism, but Zhou Ling doesn't know anything too in-depth, which is within the scope of his understanding.
The conversation lasted until Youshi. Although Zhou Ling and his wife still took him to eat, Xu Qingxiao didn't have the shame.
How long have I known this person? I feel a little embarrassed to have two meals together.
When leaving.
Zhou Ling took dozens of books from the study room, made a thick stack, and handed them to Xu Qingxiao.
"Little friend Qingxiao, these are some works of Confucianism. Read them carefully and try to understand them. Maybe you can gather your talents and become a scholar. Even if you are not a scholar, it is a good thing to read more books on weekdays and cultivate your character."
"Don't be in a hurry to return it to me. Let's talk about it after reading it."
Zhou Ling is a person who loves reading. Now that he saw that Xu Qingxiao was interested in reading, he naturally felt good about it. He prepared a collection of books and lent them to Xu Qingxiao.
"Thank you sir."
Xu Qingxiao took these books and said with gratitude.
"It doesn't matter, I am a scholar, and I have the obligation to preach and teach. If one day, little friend Qingxiao can become a real scholar, it will be a good thing for me."
Zhou Ling smiled.
Although these words are polite, they are also reasonable. As a master, he preaches and has a vocation. If one day, one of his disciples becomes a scholar, he can also gain literary talent.
If someone can become a great Confucian, it will be of great benefit to him, but of course the probability is very low.
Xu Qingxiao bid farewell to Zhou Ling.
My heart is filled with gratitude.
The people in the county are very nice, kind-hearted, and very honest.
Carrying the books, Xu Qingxiao walked home.
After watching Xu Qingxiao leave.
Zhou Ling's wife came over and said.
"This guy is not bad, very polite, unlike other officials who are arrogant."
"Maybe I can really become a scholar in the future."
She praised Xu Qingxiao.
"Well, there are very few motivated young people in the county these days."
"But whether you can become a scholar or not depends on your understanding. Is there any person as good as his husband?"
Zhou Ling said confidently.
"Look at how proud you are. You haven't even been admitted to the top class yet, yet you still think you are very good. Maybe someone will be admitted to the top class tomorrow."
Zhou Ling's wife laughed and cursed.
"Tomorrow? Madam, little friend Qingxiao looks good, but can you get married in one day? You are insulting my husband's hard work over the years. If Qingxiao can get married in one day, I will do all the chores at home from now on.
Come and do it.”
Zhou Ling was a little unconvinced.
But the latter ignored him and went to deal with other matters on his own.
Just like that, two quarters of an hour later.
Xu Qingxiao also returned home.
But at this time, a fellow policeman appeared at the door of the house.
"Brother Qingxiao."
Seeing Xu Qingxiao, the latter immediately came over and shouted.
"What's wrong?"
Xu Qingxiao was a little curious.
"It's nothing serious. The county magistrate has asked you to take a rest recently and recuperate. He's given you a monthly leave, but you have to go to the Yamen every day to order mao."
He opened his mouth and told Xu Qingxiao about this.
"Dianmao?"
Xu Qingxiao immediately understood what this meant.
It seems that County Magistrate Li is still a little worried about himself, but this is reasonable, after all, who can guarantee that he really does not practice any magic.
Who dares to believe that a dying person suddenly recovers?
"Okay, it's okay."
Xu Qingxiao nodded and agreed with a smile.
"Well, Brother Qingxiao, don't think anything of it. In fact, the county magistrate also wants to prevent others from gossiping. The people from Nanyu Mansion are all ruthless and don't look down on us at all."
"Just for the sake of unnecessary quarrel, just be aggrieved."
He continued to speak out to comfort Xu Qingxiao.
"Understood, you go back and tell the county master that it doesn't matter if I am wronged. The key is that our county government cannot be wronged, and neither can the county master."
Xu Qingxiao nodded naturally.
"Okay, Brother Qingxiao is smart. Come on, Brother Qingxiao, these are the medicinal materials prepared by the Yamen for you. They are all for nourishing blood and nourishing the body."
"And these are ten taels of silver, which are compensation from the Yamen."
After hearing Xu Qingxiao's words, the other party also smiled and handed a bag of silver to Xu Qingxiao.
Ten taels of silver weighs half a catty, and feels heavy in the hand.
The monthly salary for a sergeant is one tael of silver.
The economic system of the Wei Dynasty was relatively stable. The smallest currency was copper coins. One tael of silver was equivalent to one thousand penny, and one penny could buy two cakes.
It is equivalent to about two thousand yuan in the previous life.
The status of a servant is actually a temporary worker, so one tael of silver is about the same. After becoming a full-time employee, the monthly salary is 20 taels, and there are other benefits during the holidays, which is not bad.
The Yamen compensated him with ten taels of silver in one breath, which was equivalent to a year's salary, which was quite kind. Of course, if he died, the compensation would be even more.
"Thank you, Mr. County."
Xu Qingxiao naturally accepted the hard-earned money. This was her own hard-earned money.
The colleague who came to communicate has left.
Xu Qingxiao opened the door, put the books in the room, then closed the door and started reading with the light on.
It's getting late.
Xu Qingxiao took out the first book.
【Holy Word】
The book was not particularly thick, but not thin either. Xu Qingxiao opened the first page, which showed the author of the book.
‘literary sage’
Editor.
‘Yan Beidou’
Through today's conversation with Zhou Ling, Xu Qingxiao knew who Wen Sheng was, the first person in the world to become a saint through Confucianism.
Confucian and Taoist saint.
Basically all scholars should read his books to establish their own concepts and understand their own path.
The Literary Sage does not have a name. To be more precise, even if he has a name, he cannot be called directly. He must be addressed as Literary Sage.
Scholars, both in the Wei Dynasty and in the world as a whole, are respected by everyone.
But reading requires talent. After all, not everyone can read. Moreover, during the Taiping years, people had enough food and clothing, had plenty to eat and drink, and had many entertainment options.
You can listen to music on Goulan, play Cuju with gambling cards, or you can cultivate immortality and ask questions. There are very few people who can calm down and study.
This is why Xu Qingxiao took the initiative to come to inquire and Zhou Ling was very happy.
Turning to the second page of the book, the preface appeared.
[The life of a human being lasts only a hundred years, and the life of a plant or tree lasts only a moment. Life is short, how many things do you do? 】
[It should be like money and power, but it doesn’t have its meaning; it should be like beauty, but it doesn’t please it; it should be like gluttony, but it doesn’t have its heart.]
With the simple preface, Xu Qingxiao gradually calmed down.
He opened page after page.
Read every word carefully and understand every sentence carefully.
Just like that, two full hours passed.
It's late at night.
Xu Qingxiao read the entire first chapter of the first volume of the Holy Words.
There are tens of thousands of words, every word contains truth, and at the same time, every word makes Xu Qingxiao feel an indescribable feeling.
Just at this moment.
Suddenly, Wen Gong suddenly trembled in his mind.
At the same time, a majestic voice sounded.
"The life of a human being lasts only a hundred years, and the life of a tree and grass lasts only a moment. Life is short, how many things can we do?"
"It should be like money and power, but it doesn't have its meaning; it should be like beauty, but it doesn't please it; it should be like gluttony, but it doesn't have its heart."
A majestic voice sounded.
It was like an enlightenment that awakened Xu Qingxiao's wisdom.