Chapter 224: Entering the Tao with Redemption, Proving the Tao with Emotion, and Using Merit
After the Sweeping Monk [***] that day, Zhao Kai didn't know whether other people were influenced by his Dharma. Anyway, Zhao Kai secretly raped Murong Fu on the way down the mountain.
If the ambition is great, the disaster will be great, and he cannot be left alone.
After dozens of days, Zhao Kai and the others returned to Lingjiu Palace, finally fulfilling the promise they made to Mu Wanqing and A'Zhu that day. After the wedding, the three of them spent some leisurely days. Right here.
At that time, the long-lost call finally sounded again, but this time it was something special.
Zhao Kai was not sent back to the main world, and there was not even a sound prompt for the completion of the mission. Zhao Kai was already full of doubts about this. Logically speaking, A'Zhu's rescue mission had already begun with Xiao Jinghu and Xiao Feng.
After the battle, it would be completed, but at that time Zhao Kai waited and waited but could not wait for the sound of the mission being completed.
It seemed that the situation had developed in a direction that I had not expected, but some fragments came vaguely in my mind.
"Enter the Tao through redemption, prove the Tao through love, and become holy through merit."
Entering the Tao through redemption is obviously about one's mission every time, proving the Tao through emotion is a bit mysterious, and becoming a saint through merit is a mysterious and mysterious matter.
It was just the last battle in the Tianlong Plane. Because Zhao Kai enlightened Jiumozhi and resolved the hostility in Duan Yanqing and Ye Erniang, he also gained a lot of merit points. It seems that this merit points are of great use.
Thinking of this, Zhao Kai shook his head, put aside these thoughts, calmed down, looked at the lake in front of him, and sighed softly: "It was actually transferred back to the plane of the Condor. I wonder if Rong'er and Nian Ci are okay?"
A breeze blew, the water waves hit the shore, and a burst of singing slowly reached Zhao Kai's ears from far away.
"Send the ship to travel thousands of miles across the waves, and pay a brief visit to Wushan. The clouds are in the water house, and the waves follow the goddess, and the east of Jiujiang is traveling. The travelers from the north are graceful, and the ambition is biased, and the years are approaching. I remember the old retreat of Artemisia, nesting with old friends, and dreaming of Nanke
,Suddenly!”
After singing, the voice gradually turned sad, and Zhao Kai could tell that it was a song called "Water Dragon Song", which expressed the feelings of boating on the water. Moreover, Zhao Kai had already guessed the identity of this person.
Immediately, Zhao Kai imitated that person's tone and started singing, but it was exactly the second half of the song "Water Dragon Song": "Looking back, the demonic atmosphere is not gone, where are the heroes in the world? The plot to restore the country is pitiful and useless.
The dust is dim and the fan is white. The iron chain crosses the river, the brocade sails are surfing, Sun Lang is good at it. But I am worried about knocking on the osmanthus, lamenting about Father Liang, and the tears flow like rain."
The fisherman on the boat not far away obviously heard Zhao Kai's singing, and quickly rushed over in his boat. He came to the shore and said with a smile: "We are very happy to meet a nice guest on the lake. How about you come over and have a drink with me?"
When Zhao Kai heard him talk about Fengya, he was secretly amazed. The apprentice Huang Yaoshi handed over was really a good person, but he didn't show it on his face. He replied: "I'm just afraid of disturbing the elder."
This fisherman was naturally Huang Yaoshi's fourth disciple, Lu Chengfeng. Because Chen Xuanfeng and Mei Chaofeng eloped and stole Huang Yaoshi's "Nine Yin Manual", Huang Yaoshi became angry with all his disciples and challenged him.
After leaving Peach Blossom Island, he lived in seclusion on the shores of Taihu Lake and made a living as a water thief.
Lu Chengfeng smiled and said: "It's rare to see a guest, and meeting someone by chance on the big lake is more than enough to ease your mind. Please come over quickly." With a few strokes of the oars, the boat was completely docked on the shore.
Zhao Kai jumped up and bowed to him.
Lu Chengfeng returned the courtesy while sitting down and said with a smile: "Please sit down. I have a disease in my lower leg and cannot stand up. Please forgive me."
Anyone else would have thought that Lu Chengfeng was staged, but Zhao Kai knew the details and just smiled and said, "You're welcome."
After Zhao Kai sat down in the fishing boat, he looked around at Lu Chengfeng and saw that he was about forty years old. He had a thin face and seemed to be seriously ill. He was very tall. He was half a head taller than himself when he sat. But there was someone at the stern of the boat.
A child was fanning the stove to make wine.
Zhao Kai laughed and said: "The younger generation is named Zhao. On a whim, singing wildly in the lake will disturb the enjoyment of the elders."
Lu Chengfeng smiled and replied: "I have to listen to the clear sound, and the worldly customs in my chest will disappear. My surname is Lu. Is this my first time visiting Taihu Lake today?" Zhao Kai nodded and said yes, Lu Chengfeng was the little boy.
Take out the dishes that accompany the wine and serve them to entertain the guests. Although the four dishes of side dishes are not expensive, they taste very good. The wine glasses and dishes are all exquisite, as if they belong to a wealthy family.
The two drank two glasses of wine together. Lu Chengfeng praised: "The song "Water Dragon Song" sung by my little brother just now is full of emotion and wonderful lyrics. At such a young age, I can understand the deep meaning of the words.
It’s really rare.”
This poem was written by Zhu Dunru, a famous poet in the Song Dynasty. I still remember that in my previous life, when I watched the Condor Shooting with that perverted woman, I saw this. The woman was a serious criminal of literary youth, and she had to find the source, so Zhao Kai wrote this poem
It was quite impressive. But when he thought of that pervert, Zhao Kai couldn't help but shudder. Thinking about a young female killer who likes to watch thunder dramas makes people shudder.
Zhao Kai smiled slightly and said: "After the Song Dynasty moved south, all the poets and poets suffered from the sorrow of their family and country."
Lu Chengfeng nodded in agreement, poured three more glasses of wine, and drank each glass. The two talked about poetry, and they were very speculative. Lu Chengfeng admired Zhao Kai, and he liked it. They talked for a while.
, seeing the evening mist, the smoke on the lake getting thicker. Lu Chengfeng opened his mouth and said: "My house is right next to the lake. Without presumption, I would like to invite you to spend a few days here."
At this time, even the title had changed, and he was directly promoted from "little brother" to "gongzi".
Seeing Zhao Kai pondering, Lu Chengfeng continued: "There are quite a lot of beautiful mountains and mountains near the humble house. I think the young master is just visiting mountains and rivers anyway, so please don't leave."
Zhao Kai was thinking about how to get to Peach Blossom Island at this time, but he didn't want to be in a hurry. Although Huang Yaoshi was on the scene, he could still hurt Ronger and the others.
Thinking like this, Zhao Kai replied: "Then I will disturb Mr. Lu."
Lu Chengfeng was overjoyed and quickly ordered the boy to row the boat back.
The boat traveled for several miles in the lake and came to a water island. It anchored on a bluestone pier. When we got to the shore, we saw a series of pavilions in front of us and a large courtyard. After crossing a big stone bridge, we came to
Arriving at the village, Zhao chuckled happily. It seems that water thieves are really a profitable business. Thinking of Somalia in later generations, he couldn't help laughing. The huge mansion Lu Chengfeng lived in was very majestic, even compared to some princes' official residences.
inferior.
Before the two of them reached the door, they saw a young man in his twenties coming to greet him, followed by five or six servants. The young man said: "Meet my father."
Zhao Kai glanced at him and saw that he was wearing a familiar Luo robe. His face was vaguely similar to Lu Chengfeng's, but he had a thick back, broad shoulders, and a strong body. He thought this person was Lu Guanying.
"Ying'er, come and pay homage to Mr. Zhao." Lu Chengfeng waved to his son and said.
Lu Guanying walked up to Zhao Kaiming and bowed.
Zhao Kai knew what was going on and asked, "Please tell me how to play the trumpet, Brother Lu."
Guo heard the young man replied: "My nephew's nickname is Guanying, but the young master directly criticized his name."
Zhao Kai chuckled and said: "How dare you do this?" The three of them walked into the inner hall while talking. Zhao Kai saw that the villa was decorated with gorgeous furnishings, carved beams and painted pillars, and was extremely ingenious. It was different from the simple and majestic villas in the north.
.However, Zhao Kai looked at the road layout in the village and secretly noticed that it was arranged according to Qimen Dunjia.
After entering the courtyard three times, Lu Chengfeng went to change his clothes, leaving Lu Guanying alone to continue entertaining Zhao Kai.
Lu Guanying said: "My father has trouble with his legs. After changing his clothes, he will come to meet him. Mr. Zhao, we will just wait in the east study." With that, he led Zhao Kai to the east study.
After waiting for a while, Zhao Kai saw the door of the study room opened wide, and Lu Chengfeng was sitting on a wheelchair and being pushed in by his servants. At this time, he was no longer dressed as a fisherman, but was wearing a scholar's robe and a handkerchief.
Holding a white goose feather fan, Zhao Kai held his hands with a smile. Zhao Kai sat down with a smile, but Lu Guanying did not dare to sit down and stood next to him.
Next to him, Zhao Kaijian's study room is full of dazzling things, including poems, books and classics. There are many bronzes and jade articles on the table, which seem to be ancient relics. There is an ink painting hanging on the wall, which depicts a middle-aged scholar in the moonlight.
Standing in the middle of the night, holding his hand on the hilt of his sword, looking up to the sky and sighing with loneliness. There is a poem inscribed in the upper left corner:
"Last night, the cold cicadas couldn't stop chirping. I was startled back to a thousand-mile dream. It was already the third watch. I got up and walked around the stairs alone. People were quiet, and the moon was dim outside the curtain. The white head was a sign of fame. The old mountains were old with pines and bamboos, blocking my return. I wanted to tell Yao my thoughts.
I have few close friends on the zither, and if the string breaks, who will listen?"
This one is Yue Fei's "Little Chongshan", but the brushstrokes in the calligraphy and pictures are as dense as swords and halberds. Not only are they powerful enough to penetrate the back of the paper, but they are about to break through the paper and fly out.
Lu Chengfeng saw Zhao Kai looking at the painting carefully and asked: "Master Zhao, what do you think of this painting? Please read and inscribe it."
Zhao Kai glanced at Lu Chengfeng first, then chuckled and said: "This picture of the owner of the village describes the mood of Yue Wumu's ambition and hesitation when he wrote the poem "Little Heavy Mountain". Only
However, Yue Wumu’s ambition was to serve the country
For the people, the phrase "white head is for fame" may mean to avoid suspicion and keep a low profile. At that time, the monarchs and ministers in the court wanted to negotiate peace with the Jin people, but Yue Fei refused, but it was a pity that no one listened to him. "With few close friends, the strings are broken."
Who listens?' According to these two sentences,
Speaking of this matter, it was a feeling of helplessness, but it was not a blatant intention to go against the court. When the owner of the village painted and wrote, he seemed to be full of anger and grievance. Although his writing power was extremely vigorous, his sharp edge was clearly visible.
, like
Wanting to fight to the death with a big enemy is probably slightly different from Yue Wumu's original intention when he was worried about the country's injury. I once heard someone say that if the calligraphy and painting brushes are too powerful and lack the round and implicit meaning, it seems that they cannot be said.
It’s an extremely high level.”
Speaking of this, Zhao Kai paused again and then continued: "I'm talking nonsense. I hope the owner of the village won't be offended."
After hearing these words, Lu Chengfeng let out a long sigh, looked sad, and remained silent for a long time.
"Where did Mr. Zhao come from? You have only seen through my mood today. It is really the first time in my life. As for the overly tense writing and ink, it is a big problem that I cannot change. I accept Mr. Zhao's advice.
, really, really." He turned around and said to his son: "Hurry up and order someone to organize the banquet."
After the banquet, it was getting late, so Lu Chengfeng arranged for his servants to let Zhao Kai rest.
The guest room was elegantly furnished, with a nanmu bed and elegant pillows. After Zhuang Ding presented him with the fragrant tea, he said, "Whatever Mr. Zhao wants, just pull the bell next to the bed and we will come. Just don't leave at night."
Get out." After saying that, he backed out and closed the door gently.
Don't go out at night, that's not possible. Zhao thought happily. (To be continued.)
