The courtyard is a little deep, with fallen leaves drifting in the autumn wind, and the bitter cold in the north. Although it is only the Mid-Autumn Festival, the sky is already chilly. Even at noon, Chang Yu, who was lying in the courtyard basking in the sun, was still covered with a blanket.
The hangover and headache made him drink strong tea and various hangover soups all morning. The pain gradually subsided but he lost his appetite. He lay in the yard and basked in the sun, but Chunxiang was not as comfortable as he was, enduring the headache.
Went to the Yamen early to handle official business.
There was almost no sound in the yard, and when Chang Yu was about to fall asleep, Lao Hu led a child over and called the master softly: "We have a guest."
Chang Yu opened his eyes slightly and saw clearly that there was a child in front of him. Then he sat up in surprise and said, "Ah, little Taoist priest."
This child was a Taoist boy, Li Chunfeng, a close disciple of Li Muxian. More than a year ago, Chang Yu saw him crying next to the corpse of an old Taoist on his way south. He was then adopted by Li Muxian as his disciple. He stayed in the Taoist temple in the capital on weekdays to learn and read, and could only see him occasionally.
Come to think of it, the last time I met was during the Chinese New Year.
But every time they meet, Chang Yu can feel that this little Taoist boy's temperament is changing, but he can't say where it is. Maybe he has echoed the sentence, and he has a poetic spirit in his heart. Anyway, according to Li Muchian, this disciple is very eager to learn.
He is so engrossed in his studies that he does not hear what is happening outside the window.
"How are you, little master?" Li Chunfeng was very close to Chang Yu: "My master asked for snacks to be delivered yesterday."
Chang Yu chuckled: "Then why did you just send it today?"
"I forgot the time when I was doing my homework yesterday, and when I remembered it, the inner city gate was closed," Li Chunfeng explained.
"Then why didn't you deliver it early in the morning?" Chang Yu asked jokingly.
"I forgot the time when I was doing homework this morning." Li Chunfeng touched his head and felt a little embarrassed. Chang Yu laughed and said, "If you are so forgetful, then your homework will be in vain."
"But I remember my homework very clearly." Li Chunfeng said seriously, Chang Yu said, "Really, what homework did you do in the morning?" Li Chunfeng opened his mouth and recited a verse, Chang Yu nodded slightly, but actually he didn't
You know whether what you are reciting is right or not, but when you see his words flowing smoothly, you will know whether it is true or not.
"What kind of homework did you do yesterday?" Chang Yu asked again, and Li Chunfeng continued to talk without feeling that he had memorized it for a long time. Chang Yu lay on the chair and closed his eyes and listened for a long time without interrupting. The little Taoist boy also kept memorizing it.
, in his mind Chang Yu was like an immortal, thinking he was testing his homework, but in fact Chang Yu had no idea what he was memorizing.
Chang Yu signaled him to stop after a while: "Do you know what sutra you just recited?"
"South China Sutra"
"Besides the Nanhua Sutra, what other homework do you do on weekdays?" Chang Yu asked again.
"Tao Te Ching, Jingxu Jing, Ben Jing Yin Fu Qishu, Bao Pu Zi and Jing Jing" the little Taoist boy will answer all questions.
"You have indeed done a lot of homework. You can read and memorize, but do you understand what you read?"
"I don't understand." Li Chunfeng looked serious, Chang Yu...
"But you will understand later, just memorize it first." The Taoist boy shrugged, with a relaxed look on his face. Chang Yu sighed: "No wonder your master always praises you wherever you go. You are really talented and smart, and you have a promising future." He glanced at Li Chunfeng
, half joking and half serious, he said: "I am a good disciple. Even if the master is a little unruly, he still gave you such a name. I am not afraid that you will be crushed if you can't bear it."
"Ahem, it's just a name. Only people have always been interested in names. How can a name be used to suppress people? Besides, there have been so many people with the same name and surname over the past thousands of years." Tao Tong shrugged, which surprised Chang Yu.
Sorry, this is not what a five or six-year-old child said: "Do you know the origin of this name?"
"I know, senior fellow Taoist, it is said that he is a half-immortal like the young master, very powerful."
Chang Yu laughed and scolded: "Either he is an immortal or a human, how can he still be a half-immortal? It's your dishonest master who is talking nonsense again." The Taoist boy touched his head and smiled without saying a word.
Then he asked him again: "In addition to teaching you homework, does your master teach you anything else, such as magic?"
The Taoist boy shook his head: "The master is rarely around, so the master in the temple teaches me all my homework." Then he thought for a while: "It is true that he has never taught me spells, but he said that when I grow up, he will teach me something else."
Want to teach me something else? Chang Yu was so excited that he didn’t think about eating, drinking, prostitution, or gambling. That guy Li Muxian had all the five poisons, so he said to the Taoist boy: “Pay more attention to your homework, and learn less from your master’s unsavory things.
Your master doesn’t read the Tao Te Ching.”
"Sir, are you saying that my master has no morals?" Li Chunfeng chuckled, and Chang Yu extended his thumb: "You are really smart. Read more Tao Te Ching and Analects of Confucius in the future. Maybe the lessons of these saints will be useful in the future.
You can also become a saint."
"The Analects of Confucius? Are you talking about Confucius?" Li Chunfeng was startled, and Chang Yu hummed.
Unexpectedly, the little Taoist boy suddenly showed disdain: "Confucianism is not popular, and Confucius cannot be called a saint. To put it bluntly, he is just a scholar."
Um... Chang Yu looked stunned: "Sage Kong is not in the mainstream?"
Well, Xiao Daotong looked serious: "Because Confucianism is not popular, he, the founder of Confucianism, is naturally not popular either." Chang Yu was really stunned: "Can you tell me why Confucianism is not popular?"
Tao Tong cleared his throat: "To put it in a nutshell" He wanted to shape people, but it was not people who distorted them. He imprisoned people's thoughts, so that people did not have independent thoughts and could not think independently. Therefore, Confucianism has always
Used by the emperor, he is a literati, a vulgar literati with extremely high literary accomplishments, but he is definitely not a saint. He is complicated and stubborn in his heart. He is very smart, proficient in literature and music, and pays attention to food and clothing. He has strong desires and various demands, and the world cannot satisfy him.
, he must tell others all the unspeakable things, so it is very hypocritical, very exquisite hypocrisy.
What kind of suede clothes should I wear? If I don’t serve as an official for three months, I will be in a panic. If my father does something bad, my son will hide it and curse others..."
Chang Yu was dumbfounded. There were many anti-Confucian people in later generations, such as the artist Chen Danqing, but he never imagined that a little Taoist boy in this era would speak so shamelessly...
"Who taught you this?"
"My master," Li Chunfeng said with a blank look on his face: "My master said that Confucianism is really not popular. It is just used to imprison the common people. It is no better than Taoism..."
"Your master... is really brave." Chang Yu smiled bitterly and shook his head, holding out his thumb. The little Taoist boy looked a little proud: "That's true, my master is brave. He once drank too much and told me that he met ten people when he was wandering around the world.
A female devil, fighting all night long!"
Um... seeing Chang Yu dumbfounded, the little Taoist laughed and said, "My master said that in order to avoid enemies seeking revenge, this matter must not be told to outsiders."
"You told me everything about your master, Ye Yu Shi Nu, and you are very brave." Chang Yu really didn't know what to say.
The little Taoist laughed again: "Young master is not an outsider, you are as brave as my master!"
Chang Yu was quite speechless, "I don't know if Confucianism is popular, but your master is really dirty."
The childlike Chang Yu was really happy to have such a smart little guy chatting with him. He forgot about his hangover headache for a while, until Lao Hu came to report again, saying that someone from the palace had sent word that the prince
There is something wrong with asking him to enter the palace.
Chang Yu raised his eyebrows: "Our family has official business to attend to. If His Highness the Crown Prince has something urgent, let him come out of the palace to discuss it."