i have a sword fairy

Chapter 334 The sergeant heard the Tao and the correct way to eat grapes

Zhao Rong has always been curious about why the ancients liked to go to the roof to talk when they had nothing to do.

Now he understands.

The crescent moon, the sky is full of stars, and there are thousands of lights.

In the ear, the sound of wind coming from all directions seems to fill the whole world.

There is also the beautiful woman in pink with fluttering skirts beside her, her life partner.

The nose is the other party's good smell.

Watching the moon side by side.

This atmosphere, just fill it up.

Of course, the premise of everything is to have a sweetheart like a childhood sweetheart or a lady to accompany you.

Otherwise, just having a roof is useless.

Young people, learn to grasp the principal contradiction.

Fortunately, Zhao Rong felt that he was holding on tightly at this moment.

It's the kind that Zhao Rong doesn't want to let go. He even kneaded it lightly, and got a very comfortable rebound feedback. Hiss, Qingjun seems to be a little fatter...

Snapped!
Concubine Zhao Ling looked as usual, but Su Shou gently slapped off a certain pig's hand that 'slipped and fell' from her waist.

She has a demure face, she is pursing her lips and staring at the front, her narrow and long autumn eyes are focused and serious, and she doesn't look at the bad husband next to her who is gasping for air and has impure thoughts.

Zhao Lingfei's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

It's okay to fumble around, but...you have to make an inch and start kneading, bullying...bullying people!It was agreed before that it was only to measure the waist.

However, if she knew that Zhao Rong complained that she was a little fat, it is estimated that Zhao Rong's criminal hand would not want to run away.

Concubine Zhao Ling might let her leave red tooth marks, let her husband feel the pain, and experience the pain of being kneaded by her...

On the roof at this time, Concubine Zhao Ling, Zhao Rong and Zhao Qian'er were sitting on the eaves.

Zhao Rong sat between the two girls, Concubine Zhao Ling was on the right, and Zhao Qianer was on the left.

At this moment, Zhao Rong rubbed his caught hands, feeling a little remorseful.

Just now, in front of Qing Jun, he praised the beautiful woman with a thin waist in Da Li who was about to go.

Well, of course Zhao Rong patted his chest afterwards to express that he absolutely did not believe how thin they could be. Could it be that they are still thinner than the lady's waist?
In this way, after a lot of hinting, Qing Jun relaxed his tone and let his palms explore the 'forbidden' waist, but he was not allowed to scratch her itchy flesh.

Zhao Rong, of course, nodded like a pounding garlic.

But after tasting the sweetness later... I'm still greedy.

Just when someone was staring at the five fingers and confessing, Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly stretched out her hand, lightly grabbed Zhao Rong's right hand that committed the crime just now, and brought it to her.

Concubine Zhao Ling lowered her head, and held Zhao Rong's right hand with her two slender white and tender hands, as soft as bones, and gently stroked her.

She lowered her eyes, bit her lips and looked at his slender palms, which were neither light nor heavy, and rubbed the calluses on his palms with her fingertips.

The girl with autumn eyes was quiet for a while.

Suddenly said:

"Brother Rong, in the class during the day, I... I didn't know that you said those words. I didn't expect that the 'Zhao Daoyou' in Mr. Tao's mouth was your husband."

Concubine Zhao Ling's clear and melodious voice paused, she looked up at Zhao Rong, seeing him listening silently, she couldn't help explaining:
"I... I really didn't know at the time, so... I said something like 'unconvincing' afterwards. Brother Rong, you, don't mind."

Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhao Rong looked at each other.

Zhao Rong nodded lightly, "Oh, so you're talking about this."

He shook his head slowly, stared at her and said:
"Actually, I'm not unhappy. On the contrary, Qingjun, I'm very happy. You can shake your head and say no. For the truths and things you don't understand, ask with a naive heart to figure out the context."

"Instead of being fooled by Fellow Daoist Tao's...well, by my seemingly powerful and profound remarks like your other fellow disciples today."

"In particular, it was uttered by a Taoist gentleman, which is daunting and regarded as the standard."

Zhao Lingfei was slightly startled, staring at the bright and sincere smile on her husband's face.

Little Qian'er, holding Brother Rong'er's left arm at the side, was also in a daze, blinking her big eyes, tilting her head to look at Brother Rong'er's profile, and her bright eyes.

Concubine Zhao Ling carefully covered the back of his right hand with both palms, gently caring for her chest.

With a smile on her lips, she said softly: "Brother Rong...I really think so."

"Hmm." Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes and stared into the distance, "The sergeant heard the truth and practiced it diligently; the sergeant heard the truth, and he seemed to be alive; the corporal heard the truth, and laughed. It is not enough to not laugh."

"Most people in this world are sergeants, wandering between Dao and non-Dao. After coming into contact with Dao, they are either excited or doubtful."

"And this kind of people are easily confused with the sergeants who have the unity of knowledge and action, especially if they themselves think of themselves as sergeants."

Zhao Rong turned his head, looked at Concubine Zhao Ling who was contemplating, and suddenly smiled:
"But are they really the same as the staff sergeant who knows what he says?"

He shook his head to himself.

"No, these sergeants didn't even fully understand the Dao, so they firmly believed in it, and then used half-understood principles and sentences to 'preach' others, and plausibly plausible words. This kind of half-understood people who think they have the Dao, compared with The corporal who Dao dismisses and laughs is even more pathetic."

Zhao Qian'er murmured: "The sergeant who hears about Dao in the morning can die at night, the sergeant who hears a kind word is happy, and the sergeant who sees profit and desire is confused, the corporal who is arrogant and ignorant and laughs at Dao..."

The little girl couldn't help but said: "Brother Rong, you belong to the same category."

Zhao Rong suddenly smiled brightly, Wuji said: "Brother Rong'er, I'm not talented, I'm a senior sergeant, I don't know Taoism, Taoism comes to hear me."

Zhao Qian'er and Concubine Zhao Ling glanced at each other, both couldn't help laughing.

"Stinky fart." The little girl rolled her eyes at Brother Rong'er, but her heart was full of joy, and she hugged his left arm with two thin arms, posing happily.

I still remember that Brother Rong Er, who was a child, was also so confident and flamboyant that he frightened them for a while.

At that time, both she and the young lady felt that Brother Rong was omnipotent.

And in their eyes, it is true.

Brother Rong can always bring novelty things, and do some bold things that she and the young lady couldn't think of, and he still brings them together.

How is he so powerful!

Will he play with the quiet and boring lady without the crying Qian'er in the future?
Thinking of this, my little head hurts from worry, and Xiao Qian'er asked the lady, she also frowned in worry.

However, Brother Rong'er is not afraid of anything, but he is the only one who is restrained by Aunt Liu and coaxed instantly.

So she and the young lady were not afraid at once, and they mastered the secret weapon... It's just that all the good memories can't bear the word "later". Ever since Brother Rong learned Confucianism, everything has changed, and he is no longer confident.

But, now, what kind of elder brother Rong'er do they see.

Zhao Qian'er felt that it could be seen from the way the young lady spoke with Brother Rong'er...

At this moment, as soon as Zhao Rong finished speaking, Concubine Zhao Ling raised her head slightly, staring at Zhao Rong intently.

Her eyes rolled, reflecting his smiling face, and she nodded seriously.

It seemed as if she was silently affirming something that she would firmly believe in for the rest of her life.

"Brother Rong'er, what about me." Zhao Lingfei's autumn eyes slightly closed, and she smiled sweetly.She wants to keep up with him.

"You Qingjun?" Zhao Rong turned his head, pondered for a while, and said with a serious look: "You are not among the top three."

Under the expectant eyes of the lady, he nodded, and his tone was firm: "Silly lady, you must be a corporal. Hearing the truth? I don't understand anything, but I don't 'laugh' and continue to ask, silly How silly."

Concubine Zhao Ling: "..."

Zhao Qian'er: "Puchi~"

Zhao Lingfei glared at Xiao Qian'er, who quickly shut up.

I don't have the same knowledge as this smelly lady.

The little girl thought so.

Miss Smelly, besides being the most talented sword cultivator in Taiqing Mansion this year, the number one fairy in Xiaoyao Mansion's hearts, and the proud daughter of heaven that the entire Taiqing Mansion is proud of, you also have a peerless What else do you have besides a beautiful maid who is close to you and a husband with a big trotter?
You are nothing, Miss Smelly, hum.

Concubine Zhao Ling looked at and bullied her husband with a little grievance in her eyes, and wanted to shake off his right hand, but she was reluctant to let go.

Her voice was clear and crisp, and she felt sorry for herself, "Yeah, I'm stupid, how can such a stupid concubine of a corporal be worthy of it, husband of a sergeant, I'll go..."

Zhao Lingfei bit her lip and was about to get up, but in the next second, she was hugged by Zhao Rong and pushed back to her original position.

"Hey, Qingjun, isn't this a joke? If there is a Tao, things will be reversed when they are extreme, and it is the same with this matter of hearing the Tao. The lady, this 'commissioned officer', is precisely an existence that is rarer and more precious than a sergeant."

Zhao Rong said nonsense seriously.

"Oh, is that so?" Concubine Zhao Ling looked into his eyes and said with a smile that was not a smile.

Zhao Rong nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, my husband can tell at a glance that the lady is extraordinary."

"Then how does the concubine Ling compare to her husband's senior sergeant? Is it above or below?"

Zhao Rong didn't even think about it: "The lady is on top."

He paused, chewed on this sentence, and quickly, blinked, and repeated: "Well, the lady is above the husband."

Concubine Zhao Ling always felt that Zhao Rong's words were not right, and seemed to have profound meanings, but now she does not understand the subtlety of this "above".

Could it be that he is bullying her again? Don't you understand?
Concubine Zhao Ling looked at Zhao Rong suspiciously with her autumn eyes.

The latter vowed: "The lady is above me! She will do what she says."

Not long after, Zhao Rong finally coaxed Qing Jun back, and he continued the topic just now.

"Qing Jun, do you know why it is said that in the daytime, most of the bamboo forests are sergeants? Give me an example."

Zhao Rong said slowly:
"In the bamboo grove during the day, Taoist friend Tao mentioned Tao, virtue, benevolence, righteousness, and propriety, and said that our Confucian etiquette is the head of chaos. We all know that Taoism only respects 'Tao', but you really think that Taoism is Do you really hate to negate the virtues, benevolence, righteousness, and propriety behind it?"

Concubine Zhao Ling frowned, "Isn't it?"

"How can this Confucianism and Taoism dispute be as simple as you see on the surface?" Zhao Rong shook his head.

"Taoism doesn't actually deny the latter, but believes that Taoism, morality, benevolence, righteousness, and propriety, every time the former link is missing, it will begin to emphasize the latter link."

"This is a process in which the human heart deviates further and further from the 'Tao'. It is a process in which norms are becoming stricter and stricter. It is a process in which the inner voluntary requirements are getting lower and lower, while the external constraints are getting heavier."

"That's why Taoist Taoist said, the day when you talk about etiquette is the day when you lose your morality."

Zhao Rong sighed softly.

"If there is Tao in the world and everyone has Tao, then why bother with the second-best 'virtue, benevolence, righteousness and propriety'? It is precisely because we Confucians have begun to toss the latter, so it shows that there is no 'Tao' anymore. "

While speaking, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and while continuing to speak, he took out grapes and other fruits.

I bought it in Xicheng this morning, washed it and put it away, but I forgot to take it out.

Just in time to eat.

Seeing Xiaoqian'er's eyes lit up after seeing the grapes, Zhao Rong smiled, and took the initiative to peel the grape skins for her and Qingjun, and feed them.

"The one in front is the point of view of Taoism in the 'Taoist Controversy' on the mountain of Confucianism and Taoism."

Zhao Rong lowered his eyes, his hands were busy with work, and he kept talking:
"In our Confucian view, people in the world have different personalities, and the morality of the world is declining, so we gradually subdivide the 'Tao', such as virtue, benevolence, righteousness, and propriety."

"Different people can almost be included in it and be in a suitable position. The 'Tao' is too high for people to reach at once, so let people have a ladder to go up, well, you can also think Like Taoism, in turn, it is understood as going downward. And keeping the ritual is the lowest step, the bottom line."

Zhao Rong handed the crystal-like grapes to the woman who was listening attentively, and after retracting his hand, he went to peel another one for Qian'er and handed it over.

He said softly: "Whether it is Confucianism or Taoism, the original intention is good. For example, Taoism's inaction governs, this 'doing nothing without doing nothing', where there is no passive inaction, it is clearly the most active action. "

"It's just that the two families have the same original intention, but different ideas."

"Taoism's 'Tao' is equal, and everyone equally upholds the 'Tao'; while Confucianism divides the 'Tao' into levels, just like saints, sages, gentlemen, and scholars, one level at a time."

Zhao Rong bowed his head, focused on peeling the grape skins, and said every word: "The difference in concepts is simply incompatible. This is the dispute between Confucianism and Taoism."

Concubine Zhao Ling bit her lip, Zhao Qian'er tilted her head, and the two girls stared at the calm-tongued man beside him, listening attentively to the truths they had never understood before.

In their eyes, Brother Rong at this moment seemed to be brighter and more eye-catching than the moon in the sky.

Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhao Qian'er were dazed, their eyes gradually filled with admiration.

Zhao Rong stopped talking and took a rest.

At this time, he finished peeling the skin of another grape, twisting the fingers of his right hand, and handed it to the lips of the lady who was in a trance.

Concubine Zhao Ling came back to her senses, seeing Brother Rong feeding her gently, Concubine Zhao Ling slightly pulled her red lips, smiling shyly.

It's just that at this time, she still has grape seeds in her mouth, so she is about to spit it out.

Zhao Rong suddenly stretched out his other hand considerately, with the palm slightly curved, and handed it to her in front of her to catch the grape seeds.

Concubine Zhao Ling nodded joyfully, pouted her lips slightly, and moved her head towards the hand in front of her.

In the next second, Zhao Rong leaned forward, and in an instant, he caught her pouting red lips.

"???"

Concubine Zhao Ling's eyes shrank like paint, her pretty face flushed to the base of her neck.

Zhao Rong blinked and looked at Concubine Zhao Ling who was close at hand with a cute expression.

Touching the tip of her nose with her, it felt soft and cool at first, and immediately felt that the whole world was filled with her warm grape-flavored fragrance and breath.

He peeled the skin for so long, and finally ate the 'grape'.

Question, one grape, if two people have the same taste, how should I eat it?
The air on the roof suddenly became quiet.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Rong and Concubine Zhao Ling separated.

Zhao Rong smacked the taste of the grapes, well, when he bought the grapes in the morning, he found that the grapes were tender and juicy, it was true.

It was so delicious that he swallowed the grape seeds.

Concubine Zhao Ling's red lips parted slightly, her face was flushed, and she looked at Brother Rong Er who didn't even let the grape seeds in her mouth go unbelievable.

Zhao Qian'er on the side opened her eyes wide, can she still play like this?
Zhao Rong looked at the left hand that was handed out to catch the grape seeds with satisfaction, well, it will be called the Qingjun Trapper from now on.

Seeing the silly expression of the second daughter, he thought for a while and asked tentatively, "Another one?"

Zhao Lingfei: "!!!"

Zhao Qian'er: "..."

　Brother Meng, do you know how to eat grapes?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)