Song Zhishu was a little surprised. Why did he suddenly gain a sense of Confucian righteousness?
"this?"
It took me fifteen years of silent writing to achieve the Six Paths of Confucian righteousness. Now I only have one Confucian righteousness by giving me a paper umbrella.
"No, it's not one line, it's about half a line, which is equivalent to saving a year of silent writing. What's going on?"
Song Zhishu realized it carefully. He carefully recalled everything that had just happened. It was a bit surprising that a paper umbrella saved a year of silent writing.
To open a jade box, ten Confucian righteousness are needed. Currently, there are six and a half. According to this trend, the first jade box will be opened soon.
But what Song Zhishu was curious about was why giving a paper umbrella could bring about half-way Confucian righteousness.
"Charity?"
This is the first thing Song Zhishu thought of. The core of Confucianism is benevolence, justice, propriety, wisdom, and trust. What he did just now belongs to benevolence. For a mortal, the immortal cultivator is superior.
No one cares about what an ant has done. They only consider the results. It stands to reason that if you wet the letter, you will get a few words. If the letter is important, a scolding is inevitable. If your temper really gets angry,
When going to Jinling Postal Station, it only takes a few simple words to make the other party fail in their duty.
This is also the reason why the other party is slightly panicked.
Su Wanyun opened her mouth, her face full of joy.
This is a watershed moment. As long as you reach the fifth level of Qi training, you can obtain the status of a handyman disciple. Although you are still at the bottom, it is indeed different.
After determining the method, Song Zhishu let out a long breath. This may be due to the impermanence of life. One moment he accepted the fact and planned to wait for another fifteen years, but the next moment he knew the solution.
So he sighed.
Song Zhishu was a little curious as to why it was her.
Song Zhishu did not hesitate and went to the grocery store to buy twenty paper umbrellas.
"Do good deeds and accumulate Confucian righteousness?"
"Senior Brother Song."
This feeling made Song Zhishu extremely happy.
This is Song Zhishu's wealth, accumulated over fifteen years. It is embarrassing to talk about this.
You must know that other monks, even low-level monks like yourself, have at least seventy or eighty spiritual stones in deposits, and there are also many hundreds of spiritual stones. Except for some who are self-destructive, basically they will not be so poor.
"Okay, let's meet up, but I still don't have much intention."
"There is an academy in Mingyue City, but the tuition is quite expensive. I was reluctant to go there in the past, mainly because I thought it didn't make much sense. Now that I have a pagoda, I shouldn't save the money."
"Senior Brother Song, great news. Senior Sister Qingzhou is back and has broken through to the fifth level of Qi training. She is now registering at the Records Hall. After today, Senior Sister Qingzhou will be a handyman disciple."
"Twenty paper umbrellas add up to only half of Confucian righteousness."
Song Zhishu was thinking in his mind.
Under the eaves of Dongshi Street.
However, Song Zhishu had to open the letter in his hand and read it first.
In order to effectively deliver the paper umbrellas, Song Zhishu did not choose to stay in the monk area. He went to Dongshi. Dongshi was surrounded by mortals. Paper umbrellas were of little value and had little meaning for the monks.
Especially in the end, there is no trace of Confucian righteousness, so it is better to write the article silently.
Of course, it is impossible to say that I am not nervous at all.
"People-oriented, humanistic care."
There is an academy in the ancient city, which specializes in teaching literacy and providing it to the descendants of monks. The cost is not low. After all, this is a place for cultivating immortals, and the environment determines everything.
Song Zhishu took out a breath and then read the letter.
Su Wanyun smiled and left quickly after saying this.
Song Zhishu frowned slightly, a little confused and a little curious.
"Fifth level of Qi training?"
Song Zhishu was a little curious. He stood up and opened the door. What caught his eye was Su Wanyun, wearing a light red dress with a smile in her eyes.
"It's true that I don't know, but Senior Sister Qingzhou is indeed very talented. This is a good thing."
"Junior sister, say goodbye."
Confucianism has very few traces in the monk world, and most of them are active among the people of the dynasty. This is Taihao Immortal Sect after all. Even if there are Confucian disciples, it is difficult to find them. Most people don't care about this at all.
"My cousin is indeed pretty good. Do you want to meet her? If you think it's not possible, then think about it."
"It seems that we will go to Jinling City tomorrow to have a look."
It's nothing more than a reasonable and unexpected thing.
"Who is coming to see me at this time?"
in this way.
Song Zhishu thought to himself.
The meaning is very clear, I don’t agree, which is very consistent with the behavior of Junior Sister Qingzhou.
"Maybe this is the reason why I didn't get the righteousness of Confucianism."
It would be better to give it to ordinary people, which would be of greater help to them, especially women, children and children.
"Senior Brother Song, don't you know?"
But things were different now. In order to clearly understand the situation of Confucianism, he had to release these two spiritual stones.
Of course, the help given by giving a paper umbrella is not special. Compared with the situation of the courier, it is nothing. It mainly depends on the situation of the other party.
"Back?"
All twenty paper umbrellas were sent away by Song Zhishu, but there was not a lot of Confucian righteousness gathered as expected.
Song Zhishu didn't hesitate. It was raining really hard. He didn't want to stay outside and went back directly.
"In the inner chapter of Zhuangzi, it is recorded in the third section of the Preserver of Health that good deeds have no immediate name, and evil deeds have no immediate punishment."
After a long time, the heavy rain showed no sign of stopping, and Song Zhishu gradually figured it out.
However, I don’t know why, but maybe he was indeed affected to a certain extent. Song Zhishu did not say any words of rejection. In addition, Su Wanyun came to visit in person, so it was not easy to lose face.
Song Zhishu stood under the eaves, thinking quietly.
Putting the letter aside, Song Zhishu never liked being affected by women. There is a saying that is very good, love can only be broken without love.
At this moment, there was another knock on the door.
Thinking of this, Song Zhishu set off directly.
"Although I am doing good deeds, my original intention has changed. Before, I was helping the messenger from the bottom of my heart. After I realized that it was profitable, I would do good deeds again. Although I could still get recognition, this kind of
It doesn’t come from the heart.”
I feel a little uncomfortable, and I don’t know what to say. My childhood sweetheart and my engagement were unexpectedly rejected.
"Junior sister Su?"
Well, it's very simple. The handwriting written by Junior Sister Qingzhou is as ugly as ever, and she didn't leave any comments. It's just a cross with her signature.
Now that he had a method, Song Zhishu no longer hesitated. It was pouring heavily outside, and I was afraid that many people would get wet. If he bought some paper umbrellas and gave them to passers-by, wouldn't he be able to obtain the ten principles of Confucian righteousness casually?
What a coincidence.
Song Zhishu was a little confused, indeed he didn’t understand.
"I hope the jade box can be opened soon, otherwise, if this situation continues, we will only become poorer and poorer."
I don't know why, if he had received such a letter yesterday, Zhishu Song would have felt very nervous and excited, but now Zhishu Song is a little calm.
Two spiritual stones a year, Song Zhishu was naturally reluctant to part with them.
Su Wanyun opened her mouth. It was obvious that her purpose of coming here this time was to talk to matchmakers.
An emerald green jade pen, five low-grade spiritual stones, a few spiritual talismans, a city entry order, and a few bottles of the lowest-grade elixirs, used to detoxify and heal injuries, in case of emergencies.
Song Zhishu comforted himself and enlightened himself. Fortunately, with the pagoda, he was not so uncomfortable.
For the sake of Confucian righteousness.
Make up your mind.
I gained a little bit from this trip, but not much.
"In the final analysis, I still don't understand Confucianism and Taoism."
It was raining heavily and it looked very scary. If it were not for Confucian righteousness, Song Zhishu would never go out.
In the streets, people were walking in a hurry, and the sudden heavy rain really disturbed the tranquility of this area.
"Okay, it doesn't matter whether there is any result or not, let's meet at Changchun Tower tomorrow."
Perhaps the reason for being nervous and excited is that I am worried about being rejected. Many things may very well be my own wishful thinking.
In other words, there is no one in charge of the academy. According to the other party's wishes, it will take at least half a month before the dean comes back.
Not only can you get better skills, but you can also take on some better sect tasks. Any reward is a dozen spirit stones. In comparison, it is indeed a small class leap.
Song Zhishu spoke calmly, but he had some unspeakable feeling in his heart. It was not that the other person's achievements surpassed his own, but that he had known him for so long and didn't even say a word of notice. It was indeed a bit uncomfortable.
When he got home, Song Zhishu was already soaked to the skin. After giving all the paper umbrellas to passers-by, he didn't keep them for himself and didn't bother to buy them, so he simply went home.
Song Zhishu looked happy.
Why do you have to find a matchmaker for yourself when you are so poor?
Song Zhishu opened his mouth, obviously, but he didn't have much idea.
After casually wiping the rain off his body, Song Zhishu came to the desk and took out a worn-out gray bag. This was a storage bag with not much space and was equivalent to a baggage.
About two hours.
The dean of Mingyue Academy left temporarily today. Just a few hours ago, when it started to rain, he didn't know what happened and left in a panic, taking some students with him.
Song Zhishu thought to himself, and he felt that this statement made sense.
Song Zhishu was a little surprised. He didn't know that Li Qingzhou was back at all. What he didn't expect was that she actually broke through to the fifth level of Qi training.
"call."
"It seems that my guess is right. The five constant principles of Confucianism can increase Confucian righteousness."
"Indeed, I have reached the fourth level of Qi training, and I can look forward to the future. In comparison, I am only at the second level of Qi training. As a man, I am not as good as a woman. This is a shameful thing in itself. If it were me, I would not
promise."
"Everyone has his or her own ambitions. Junior sister, I have no other intentions. Some things are already destined. Instead of getting entangled, it's better to make a good choice."
Song Zhishu couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"What's the problem?"
After gathering his mood, Song Zhishu left the house.
"Senior brother, instead of cultivating immortality alone, it is better to choose a Taoist companion, who can not only cultivate immortality but also enjoy the bliss of the world."
"The paper umbrellas presented earlier do have some Confucian righteousness, but compared to the previous messengers, they are indeed much less."
Song Zhishu chewed these words carefully.
The latter spoke and looked at Song Zhishu with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
Song Zhishu went straight to the academy, but soon learned some unfortunate news.
It was Li Qingzhou's reply.
But things are different now. He owns the Holy Tower and has a promising future. Even if Junior Sister Qingzhou rejects him, Song Zhishu will not feel uncomfortable.
Just now, he was thinking hard about how to obtain Confucian righteousness, but he didn't expect a small thing to make him understand how to obtain Confucian righteousness.
The letter has been wetted, placed in front of the desk, and taken out carefully.
Looking at Su Wanyun leaving, Song Zhishu was indeed a little confused. He was not a big figure in Mingyue City and had no characteristics. Why did he keep trying to match him?
It's indeed a bit weird.
Some things I don’t understand.
It's just that Song Zhishu didn't have the time to worry about these things. He closed the door and planned to write down Confucian scriptures silently.