Chapter 30 Cooking wine and talking about longevity
Prince's Mansion, garden pavilion.
Li Qinglin and Qin Yi sat opposite each other on the stone table. It was already dark, the moon was hanging in the sky, the breeze was blowing, and the garden was filled with fragrance.
There was no one around to serve him, so Li Qinglin warmed the wine himself and looked at the flames flickering in the small stove beside the pavilion, feeling a little lost.
Qin Yi looked at him for a long time, and really felt that this was a super contradictory person with extremely complicated perceptions. In fact, he could see that some of Li Qinglin's gestures were not for show, just like the fact that he was warming the wine with his own hands at the moment, he was definitely not pretending to be polite and virtuous, because it was unnecessary.
How does having a maid warm the wine affect the perception? On the contrary, he has always been like this since we met, and he does not look like a prince. In many cases, Qin Yi always feels more like a warrior, or purely
warrior.
But such a warrior did many things that only cold-blooded politicians would do.
"You don't have to look at me all the time." Li Qinglin suddenly smiled: "Although my face is somewhat similar to Qingjun's, I am not a woman disguised as a man."
Qin Yi was also amused and laughed out loud: "You rarely joke."
"I said it, because I don't have that much energy. If I were still dreaming like Qingjun, then I would also like to joke." Li Qinglin said with a smile: "Who doesn't want to smile every day? With a gloomy face and a full belly.
It’s not a good feeling to be worried and scheming.”
"Then you..." Qin Yi thought about it for a moment and asked: "Why did you choose this taste?"
"People always have to have an ideal and move forward towards it. Otherwise, what's the use of drifting with the tide and living numbly all their lives?"
Qin Yi was startled, and then recalled what Liusu said during the banquet, something like what's the use of living, but the two of them had completely different views. One thought that if you can't have unrestrained thoughts, what's the use of living? The other thought that if you don't have an ideal in life, you're just like a salted fish.
, what’s the use of living?
I thought Liusu would make some comment about this, but Bangzi was silent and showed no reaction.
Li Qinglin asked again: "Brother Qin, what is your ambition? To wander in the forest, be friends with pines and bamboos, not to be involved in the hustle and bustle of the world, and be at ease?"
Qin Yi hesitated for a moment and replied, "Yeah."
Li Qinglin smiled and said: "Although we have different aspirations, I don't think there is anything wrong with it. He is a noble person. He is most afraid of living a busy life, but comforts himself that being ordinary is precious. This is a fool."
Qin Yi's face felt a little hot, and he felt like he was the latter...
But I understand why Liusu didn't comment, because in fact there is no conflict between what Liusu said and Li Qinglin. In essence, they both have an ideal and pursuit, and they are essentially the same. So there is nothing to argue about if everyone has different pursuits.
On the contrary, Qin Yi, who thought he was born peacefully, was actually a salty fish... because he didn't know what he was pursuing. Even though he had pretended to tell Li Qingjun that people should know what he was pursuing, he actually didn't know.
He finally asked: "Then what is Brother Li's ambition? Nan Li's power?"
"Ha..." Li Qinglin laughed dumbly and did not answer immediately. He slowly put out the fire, picked up the jug and gave Qin Yi a glass of wine, as if he was also sorting out his words.
Qin Yi didn't urge him and looked at him quietly.
"Brother Qin is from Nanli, and he is also a pharmacist." Li Qinglin weighed the wine glass and looked at the liquid in the glass, "Do you think Nanli is a patient?"
"Well..." Qin Yi sighed: "Forget it."
"My father is devoted to Taoism and has no interest in state affairs. Even the news of the invasion of the Western Wilderness is not as important as the use of his alchemy." Li Qinglin said slowly: "In terms of state affairs, it is better to listen to the nonsense of demons than to listen to loyal ministers.
It's even better than listening to my son. When the southeast earthquake happened, we didn't fight the earthquake and provide disaster relief first, but we went to the altar first to do it; when the enemy invaded, we didn't prepare our troops but prayed to the sky."
Qin Yi was silent.
"The king is like this, and the subjects are even worse. In the court, everyone is fawning over Donghua and fawning over him. No one is doing business. Everyone is studying Taoism. Some people dare to wear Taoist robes to go to court. Not only does the father not feel dissatisfied, but he also wears it himself.
It's just like a joke." Li Qinglin laughed and said: "In the rivers and lakes, evildoers are rampant. Everyone disrespects the king and worships Taoism. Every family's production is in ruins, the couple is alone, the sex is not harmonious, and even the population has declined. Brother Qin, this country has declined.
It’s not just an illness, it’s a terminal illness that can kill you.”
Qin Yi nodded slowly. He didn't know much about the national economy and people's livelihood, but what Li Qinglin said was obviously true. If this were true, this country would really have come to an end.
"When did all this start? It was when my father listened to Donghua and started asking about immortality. This is the crux of it all." Li Qinglin said: "I have also advised, formed gangs, framed, and tried to
It is useless to remove Dong Huazi from power at the political level. I am just a second prince and my political capital is not enough."
Having said this, he finally drank the wine he had been holding for a long time.
Qin Yi raised his head and looked directly into Li Qinglin's eyes.
"I asked Ye Ling to assassinate the eldest brother." Li Qinglin said calmly: "He fell in love with his father and was practicing Taoism, so forget it. But he should not have brought this trend to the army.
That was my last bottom line in Nanli. From then on, I suddenly came up with the idea that besides him, I could be the prince myself, and maybe there would be salvation. Do you think I am for power? Yes, I want this
If the power is not in this position, Nanli cannot be saved."
Qin Yi sighed softly and drank a glass of wine silently.
Liusu suddenly spoke: "Ask him what he would think if there was a way to live forever."
Qin Yi asked. Li Qinglin thought for a while and said with a smile: "Brother Qin is an alchemist himself. He must believe this. No wonder he asked this question... But as I said, there are proven demons and monsters, and immortality is just a rumor. How many emperors pursue it?"
This way, no one lives forever, I don’t believe in this.”
Qin Yi insisted: "I mean if, if it is true."
Li Qinglin shook his head: "I am a prince, and this is my country. My responsibility is to make the people live in peace, make the country strong, make life rich internally, and be able to fight against foreign invaders externally. If possible, I can open up new territories and be powerful.
In the world, if I die immediately, my life will not be in vain. Immortality? What's the use of being able to live forever? Without one's own responsibilities, forgetting one's ambitions, living in vain for thousands of years is nothing more than a walking corpse.
"
Liusu smiled softly: "Interesting person." But he didn't let Qin Yi continue to ask.
Instead, Li Qinglin asked Qin Yi: "Brother Qin, I haven't listened to your stories recently, but I still heard Ye Ling retell some of your Journey to the West intermittently. The ending must be to obtain the true scripture and become a Buddha?"
Qin Yi nodded and said: "Each of them has their own duties, but Tang Monk and Wukong have become Buddhas."
"So... I have a question. I wonder if Brother Qin can answer it?"
"What confusion?"
"The story of the six-eared macaque..." Li Qinglin said slowly: "Is the one who was killed the six-eared macaque or Sun Wukong?"
Qin Yi's heart skipped a beat and his eyes widened in surprise.
Someone did mention this joke, but he never thought that Li Qinglin, who had listened to some clips intermittently, would actually think so. You didn't wear it back, right?
"Why are you so confused?"
"After the Six-Ear Incident, Sun Wukong behaved like two different people. He no longer had any wild nature, so he had this confusion. I always wonder if the real Sun Wukong had actually been tricked by Tathagata and died in this battle, and it was the Six-Eared Macaque who took the scriptures on his behalf.
."
Qin Yi had no choice but to explain: "That's not a story I made up. There is indeed an original work. The titles of these chapters in the original work clearly refer to the monkey mind. Therefore, generally speaking, it is believed that the so-called six-eared macaque is actually the monkey mind of Sun Wukong himself. After being removed,
The wild nature is gone."
Li Qinglin poured the wine silently and drank it all in one gulp.
"What's wrong?" Qin Yiqi asked: "Is there anything wrong with this plot?"
Li Qinglin said calmly: "I would rather believe that the Great Sage is dead than accept the monkey king who sweeps heaven and earth with his stick and crosses his knees and becomes a Buddha forever."