Just like in movies and TV shows, Uncle Jiu has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looks upright, giving people a feeling of trust.
“It’s great to see you guys are okay.”
Seeing that Zhang Heng and the others were not in any unexpected situation, Uncle Jiu, who was looking grim, breathed a sigh of relief.
“Chief, we could have arrived yesterday, but the car had some minor problems and it was delayed for a day.”
Zhang Zhentian, who went to pick up Uncle Jiu, was too guilty to dare to see Zhang Heng.
“This is God’s will and cannot be forced.”
Zhang Heng did not accuse anything.
Zhang Zhentian looked ashamed and wanted to say something else, but Uncle Jiu got there first: "Ah Heng, how is that thing?"
"Uncle Master." Zhang Heng was a little embarrassed: "That thing has been subdued by the people I summoned, so your trip was in vain."
“Conquered!”
The expression on Uncle Jiu's face softened a bit, and he nodded and said: "It's good to be subdued. It doesn't matter if I go all the way in vain. I'm just afraid that if your master is not at home, that thing will come out and cause trouble, and it will be my Maoshan's face that will be lost."
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After speaking, Uncle Jiu asked Zhang Heng: "How did you conquer it? Tell me later."
“Uncle Master, there’s no rush. I’ve already prepared some food and wine in the temple. Let’s go in and talk.”
Zhang Heng invited Uncle Jiu in.
“Senior brother, is this Uncle Jiu?”
Zhang boldly followed Zhang Heng and whispered: "The momentum seems to be more powerful than our master. Uncle Jiu must have a very high level of cultivation, right?"
“Master has said that Uncle Jiu is a representative of those who have accumulated a lot of experience, and his cultivation is also the best among the people in Maoshan.”
As he spoke, Zhang Heng looked at Uncle Jiu.
When he saw it, Uncle Jiu was silent on the surface, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, obviously very satisfied with Zhang Heng's evaluation.
“So rich?”
Entering the back hall of the Taoist temple, Uncle Jiu saw the food and wine that had been prepared.
The wine is made from Maotai Town for thirty years, and the mud seal has just been opened.
Not to mention the dishes, there are sashimi, steamed lamb, roasted suckling pig, roasted duck, more than a dozen dishes, a big table is set up, even hairy crabs that the poor eat, it is extremely rich.
“This was all prepared in advance?”
Uncle Jiu was a little flattered.
“Uncle Master, as soon as your car arrived at the county town, someone took a shortcut on horseback to report it.”
“As for these wines and delicacies, my nephew, my nephew, is as rich as a millionaire, so it’s really nothing.”
Zhang Heng motioned for everyone to leave, leaving only Zhang DaDa and Zhang Zhentian to accompany him: "Uncle Master, please take a seat."
“The Taoist temple is well done, and the decoration inside is also very elegant. It is much better than my Yizhuang.”
Uncle Jiu sat down and looked left and right, then looked at Zhang Heng: "I heard from Zhentian that your family has a big business and you have thousands of people at your disposal?"
Zhang Heng said with a smile: "In addition to being a disciple of Maoshan, my nephew is also the head of the Zhang family in Yangjiang. He is doing well in Yangjiang County."
“If you are doing well, you must have a lot of property?”
Uncle Jiu thought of the Ren family in Renjia Town.
The Ren family is the richest man in Ren’s town, and even the town is named after them.
Speaking of wealth, Uncle Jiu has never seen anyone richer than the Ren family. Unfortunately, some time ago, when the grave was moved, Old Mrs. Ren swindled his body. The Ren family was on the verge of being broken down, with only one little girl left.
“Industry...”
Zhang Heng answered more modestly: "It's not a lot. I have more than 30,000 acres of land in Yangjiang County, and there are more than 10,000 acres of land in other nearby counties."
“There are probably more than a hundred shops, the largest of which are rice shops. I have hundreds of rice shops in thirty-six counties in the east of Handong, and they are responsible for the food and drink of millions of people.”
Uncle Jiu opened his mouth, but no words came out.
Hundreds of rice shops and food and drink for millions of people, how much money does that cost?
Although the Ren family is rich, it is not that wealthy. Senior Brother Xu has a good apprentice.
“Uncle, my senior brother doesn’t run a rice business just to make money.”
Zhang Dadan helped by saying: "You don't know that wherever there is a disaster, our Zhangjia Rice Shop will go there to provide porridge and stabilize food prices. My senior brother can be said to be the Buddha of thousands of families, even those high-ranking officials in the Nanguo government
They all say that my senior brother is serving the country and the people."
“For the country and the people, for the country and the people!!”
Uncle Jiu muttered a few words, and his eyes became brighter and brighter: "This is the responsibility that I, a disciple of Maoshan, should have. Although I am older than you, Uncle Master, from the perspective of serving the country and the people, it is simply worthless to compare with you."
Mention it."
“Uncle Master, it’s serious.”
Zhang Heng smiled and said: "There are pros and cons, and there are strengths and weaknesses. I just did what I should do. I neither seek fame nor illusory human merits. I only seek peace of mind."
Zhang Heng has not long been a Taoist, but he also has his own opinions on the word Tao.
Take some of the protagonists in novels who traveled into the Republic of China as an example. Those who did good deeds for the sake of merit, in Zhang Heng's view, have fallen into the inferior category.
Merit should not be sought.
Those who practice Taoism should not deliberately seek merit.
Tao follows nature. If you do something with persistence and purpose, how can it be natural if there are traces of man-made things everywhere?
Mao Jundao said: "The Tao has no name, it is mixed with ethereal spirits, emptied spirits are not ignorant, existence and non-existence are interdependent, existence is invisible, non-existence is sentimental, it is too mysterious and wonderful, and it is carried out from the heart."
Just follow your heart in everything.
To make a request.
Those who seek the Tao, sit quietly and recite Huangting, eliminate the false and retain the true, the body will be illuminated by golden light, reflecting my body, make elixirs to protect my body, protect my body with jade talismans, wear gold medals to honor me, and stay in the Immortal Palace. This is the Supreme Immortal, with the name of heaven and earth.
Those who seek good deeds, receive gifts from others, give fish to others, help others for pleasure, are not afraid of asceticism, do good deeds in this life, accumulate blessings in the next life, have good merits and virtues, and become immortals. They are called lower immortals and are named by their merits.
Zhang Heng cultivates Taoism and seeks longevity, and he does not just want to be a meritorious immortal.
So he does good deeds not for merit, but for peace of mind.
If there is merit, there will be it; if there is no merit, there will be none.
Merits are not the basis for his good deeds, let alone the purpose.
If anyone thinks that he has other motives for doing good deeds, he is totally wrong.
He does it just because he wants to do it and can do it.
If you don’t want to, just follow the example of Patriarch Sanmao and stay at home, devote yourself to cultivating the Tao, and ignore the worldly world. Isn’t it true?
The so-called transcendence into the world is a Buddhist saying.
Daomen, there is no such mandatory rule. The so-called worldly experience means that you want to go, but it does not mean that you must go, and it does not mean that you have to go, and you can’t do it if you don’t.
Those who don’t want to go, hide in the mountains and fields, devote themselves to cultivating the Tao, perfect the Tao, become immortals and ascend, and still roam freely in the world. It doesn’t matter how many good deeds you do, whether you have done any good or not, as long as you have done enough.
Unless your initial goal is to cultivate meritorious deeds or become a ghost or immortal after your death.
Otherwise, it doesn’t matter whether you have more or less merit.
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first meet.
Zhang Heng could tell that Uncle Jiu had a good impression of him.
Coupled with the fact that Zhang Heng can talk and always supports Uncle Jiu, it is natural that he feels at home.
“That old man Ren was buried in the Dragonfly Point for decades, and then sucked the blood of his close relatives. The zombie he turned into is really not simple.”
"At the end, simply holding your breath is of no use to him. The decay is gone and new is born, and his eyes can see things. If it weren't for your uncle's superb skills, I would have led it to my home, Yizhuang, and wanted to clean it up.
It’s really not easy.”
After three rounds of drinking.
Uncle Jiu shook his head and told Zhang Heng about his experience in dealing with Mr. Ren some time ago.
After saying that, he felt that Zhang Heng, the same disciple, could deal with the evil ghosts by himself, but his two disciples were still out of tune. He couldn't help but sigh: "My two disciples, if only you could give me three points, I would be satisfied.
The two of them are so careless, they just know how to make jokes all day long, which makes me very nervous."
Zhang Heng couldn't answer this.
Because no matter how incompetent he is, he is still Uncle Jiu’s own apprentice.
If he is always a relative, if an outsider is made up, he pointed at his uncle's apprentices and pointed at his hands. The uncle did not say what he thought about what he would think.
After all, one’s own disciples must be protected by one’s own disciples.