"Brother Wang, in fact, I have heard the name of your ancestor Wang Xichi from the head of the family more than once."
Wang Daoling said: "The ancestor of the family is not that famous, right? There is no name in history, and there is no record in the history books. How can the head of the Kong family talk about it?"
Prince Yan patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said: "It's not as unknown as you think. What is the Confucianism of Saint Kong? It advocates benevolence and propriety. Back then, your ancestor Wang Xichi treated him with the utmost benevolence and righteousness.
Good, which happened to account for the two Confucian and Taoist thoughts he advocated. Later, after Confucius became a Confucian and Taoist sage, he seemed to have heard that Wang Xichi was persecuted by the Five Hegemons of the Spring and Autumn Period for his reasons, but he suffered from incompetence.
So, the Kong family has kept this in mind over the years and wants to find Wang Xichi’s descendants to make up for the regrets left by the sage Kong. It’s a pity. After so many years, this idea has always been there.
But there has been no way to implement it. Your arrival is just right. I guess the head of the Kong family must be very happy to see you, because it means that your appearance allows him to fulfill one of the last wishes of Saint Kong."
When Wang Daoling heard this, he suddenly felt a little cursed. This descendant of the Yan family was a bit too greedy. Originally, he didn't need to prepare a gift when he saw the head of the Kong family. He only needed to inform him, but King Yan just wanted to do it.
I accepted the small three-legged cauldron he gave me, and I still haven't done anything after a few days.
Although Wang Daoling really didn't really want to see the head of the Kong family, he just wanted to get close to Prince Yan, but this guy was really unreasonable in doing things.
King Yan continued without knowing it: "Brother Wang, I didn't take you to see the head of the family but I actually had my own plans. You just said that you and I are closer, right?"
Wang Daoling paused for a moment and said loudly: "I think when necessary, we should really sacrifice our blood to form an alliance and become a brother with a different surname."
"Your words are enough." King Yan handed him a glass of wine and said, "There is no need to make a blood alliance. We don't pay attention to that etiquette. From now on, after drinking this glass of wine, you and I will be real brothers of different surnames, okay?"
I won’t talk about it being too unlucky to die in the same year and the same month, but I can guarantee that if I, Prince Yan, become rich and honorable one day, your Wang Daoling’s future glory will not be missing.”
"Ding." The two of them bumped into each other, and Wang Daoling said with a smile: "Brother Wang, you have reached a high level."
The two of them drank this glass of wine with their own thoughts. King Yan may not really regard Wang Daoling as a brother, and Wang Daoling did come to him with ulterior motives. But no matter what, after drinking this glass of wine, the two of them were together.
On the surface, it’s really a state of sworn friendship among the Taoyuan trio.
Putting down the wine glass, King Yan suddenly said with a serious expression: "After I introduce Brother Wang to the head of the family, he will definitely let you stay in the Kong family, and with your ability, the head of the family will definitely put you in great use. I hope Wang
Brother can be in the heart of Cao Ying
In the Han Dynasty...after all, the Kong family is made up of people with the surname Kong. Whether it is you or me, we are both from my surname. No matter how well we do and how hard we work, people with the surname Kong may not regard us as...
We are our own people, so..."
King Yan stopped talking halfway through his words, but Wang Daoling understood.
"Hey? Is there still such a role?" Wang Daoling suddenly understood. He came into Prince Yan's sight as an undercover agent. Unexpectedly, he was asked to act as an undercover agent to introduce Wang Daoling to the head of the Kong family.
At the end of September, Xiang Que wandered all the way from Datong back to Zhongnan Mountain Ancient Well Temple.
Before returning to Gujing Temple, he went to Gujing Village and met the old village chief: "Uncle, prepare the food. I'm back to eat and drink."
During his thirteen years in Gujing Guan, Xiang Que grew up eating the food of Gujing Village. This village was dedicated to feeding the people of Gujing Guan. The four masters and apprentices were served without even washing their dishes and chopsticks.
You have to be fed with good wine and good food.
The old village chief squatted in his yard, knocked the cigarette pot in his hand, raised his head and said: "Well, it's strange, I just left not long ago, why did you come back? Isn't it true that there is no time to come back?
"
"Try smoking this one from me." Xiang Que also squatted on the ground, took out two cigarettes and handed them over.
"No, I'm not used to smoking, but this dry pipe is still powerful."
"When I come back, I won't leave for the time being to cultivate my moral character."
"How about this kid, does he still have some quiet time?"
"Actually, my heart has always been as calm as still water. Uncle, you are mistaken."
"Bullshit"
After Xiang Que chatted with the old village chief for a while, he settled on the food issue and returned to Gujing Temple, humming Qin Opera with his hands behind his back.
Following the old Taoist union, I don’t know where to go. Yu Qiuyang went to look for the Double Ninth Festival Notes for the Quanzhen Sect. Qi Changqing hugged the beautiful woman. Gujing Temple went to observe the sky for several months. What was the first thing Xiang Que did after he came back?
I just picked up the broom and started sweeping from the front hall to the main hall, and then cleaned the Scripture Pavilion. After finishing the work, it was already dark, and someone from the village brought Xiang Que food in wooden buckets.
He smacked his lips and looked at the food, which was a bit boring. He had been down the mountain for more than a year, and he rarely ate alone. He was really not used to being alone and cold.
Xiang Que ran outside the door and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Laoqiao, where are the people?"
The sound spread into the woods and floated for a while.
Not long after, someone in the forest replied: "What's the matter?"
"Bring me some wine and stay with me for a while, I'm so lonely."
"good"
Wuqiao carried two jars of grain wine he brewed and strode into the Gujing Temple: "Why are you back again?"
Xiang Que said helplessly: "After I come back, everyone will ask me this question when they see me, am I so unwelcome in Zhongnan Mountain?"
Wuqiao bared his teeth and said with a smile: "It's good if you know."
After the wine and food were put on the table, Xiang Que and Wu Qiao drank wine and chatted leisurely to pass the time.
After three rounds of drinking, when he was already feeling a little dazed, Wuqiao brought up the old matter again and asked, "Why are you back again?"
"Hey, come back and cultivate yourself." Xiang Que rubbed his melancholy face and said, "Come back and stay for a while to solidify my skills. I found that I have encountered many enemies in the more than a year since I went down the mountain, but the real
There are really not many things that I can handle easily. I still don’t have the basic skills, so I need to continue to accumulate and accumulate.”
"You have something to do?" Wu Qiao said, squinting his eyes.
Xiang Que smiled: "What can happen to me?"
Wuqiao said: "I have lived next to Gujing Temple for ten years, and I still can't tell this? Your master, uncle and Changqing are almost all around you. If you are fine, with the three of them being lazy
If you have a bad temper, will you talk to you? Haha, how charming you are."
Xiang Que fell silent, sighed faintly, and said: "There is still more than a year left, and I may have reached a hurdle in my life. Once I get over it, I will be like a carp leaping over the dragon's gate. From now on, the sea and the sky will be brighter. I can't get over it. I have been in this for more than 20 years."
My life is all clouds. I really have nothing to fear when I become a cloud. I just worry too much. I will miss my master, uncle and senior brother, as well as my daughter-in-law who has never married and my elderly parents.
, my two sisters who love me, and that... person. It’s not good to worry too much. It will become a burden on your heart and make you breathless. I really wish I were alone.
One, I think I can live a little more relaxedly and be more focused when facing obstacles. It’s just that there are too many things that I can’t let go of, which is why my heart is always weighed down by a stone."
Wu Qiao took a sip of wine and said disdainfully: "You are not Sun Wukong, who jumped out of the stone? Who can be alone? If you have someone, you have to have worries and worries. This is unavoidable."
"Isn't that what you are? You have been a hermit in Zhongnan Mountain for more than ten years. Look how carefree you are. You only need to be full and not hungry. What do you have to worry about?"
Wu Qiao glanced at him lightly and said, "Then I just jumped out of the stone?"
"But at least you look comfortable. I noticed that every day besides meditating, you seem to eat and poop. Mr. Qiao, how heartless it is for a person to live like you."
"Get out of here"
"Put out your hand and let me see if there are any calluses." Xiang Que leaned over and asked in a swish voice.
"It's so easy for me to beat you if you're like this." Wu Qiao was a little anxious.
Xiang Que continued to say in a low voice: "You have been a hermit for ten years. You should let go of all your worries, right? When are you going to leave the mountains and walk in the world of mortals? Mr. Qiao, you have only been alive for a few decades and you have wasted so much. You deserve it."
What about your life? Come down the mountain, the flower girl at the foot of the mountain is so big."
Wu Qiao grinned and said: "In ancient times, if a man came to propose marriage and he was good-looking, the girl would shyly say that all life-long matters depended on her parents. If the man was ugly and she was not satisfied, the girl would say daughter
I still want to honor my parents for a few years. In ancient times, if a hero saved a beauty, if the hero was good-looking, the beauties would shyly say that the little girl had nothing to repay and could only give her body to him. If the hero was too ugly, the girl would say, the little girl has nothing to do with him.
I thought the only way to repay this great kindness would be to be a cow or a horse in the next life."
Xiang Que said a little confused: "What do you mean?"
Wu Qiao pointed to his forty-year-old face covered with vicissitudes of life and said: "I look like this and I have no money. Do you think any girl from down the mountain will fall in love with me? Why should I go down there?"
Xiang Que was suffocated. After holding it for a long time, he said: "If it doesn't work, I'll get you some money, two hundred and ninety-eight times, which is enough for you to play for three to five years. If you don't want anything else, just every day."
The last time I drank with you and saw the calluses on your hands, I felt like I smelled the smell of urine."
"I, that's how I hold the knife, hold it out, okay..."
Xiang Que and Wu Qiao drank two jars of wine until midnight, and Wu Qiao staggered away drunk.
Xiang Que stood in front of the main hall in silence. After a long time, he sighed and said, "It's time to retreat seriously."
Returning to Gujing Temple again, facing the sea when spring flowers are blooming, it will be a completely different scene when you return to Jianghu!
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