Shamanism kills the god

"Nice poem!"

Seeing the couplet on the door, Mu Feng's eyes lit up, subconsciously read it aloud, and nodded repeatedly. .

Everything is inferior, only reading is high!

Fame and fortune are at stake. Today a high-ranking official in the capital may be reduced to a prisoner tomorrow.Prosperity and wealth are as fleeting as a passing cloud. One day, one is intoxicated with money, but tomorrow one may be down and out on the streets.Only the truths read and comprehended from books can accompany people for life, no matter rich or poor, high or low!

One product!

Letting go of fame and fortune, giving up the glory and wealth, this is the real first-class, there is no one.

"It's fate to meet such a house in a remote suburb. Shuang'er, since you're here, why don't you go in and pay a visit?"

After pondering for a while, Mu Feng stepped forward decisively and knocked on the door.

Jing Wushuang was a little hesitant, although he wished to spend more time with Mu Feng on the road; but he didn't know each other before, so he went up to knock on the door rashly, and worried whether it would be too reckless, "Brother Mu Feng, will this be bad?" ?”

"will not!"

Mu Feng shook his head resolutely, and then said: "The character is like the person. Similarly, a house can understand the owner's character from the details. The ancients said that you can eat without meat, but you can't live without bamboo. Bamboo, especially the delicate green bamboo, Just like a gentleman in all things, he is upright, respectful, and has a strong character, so he is also called gentleman bamboo. A large piece of bamboo is planted around the house, unlike some nouveau riche who are full of prickly cactus or only know decoration It can be seen that the master is definitely not a man of the world, knowledgeable in books and etiquette, what is there to be afraid of when visiting?"

The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu.Mu Feng was fond of reading since he was a child, but he never died of reading. Under the teaching of his mother, he knew how to infer from details since he was a child.The low-key, fresh courtyard, elegant couplets, and large expanses of green bamboo all show the detachedness of the owner. .

In the remote suburbs, in a low, simple hut, he suddenly came across such a house and such an owner, which aroused his interest in visiting.

"Okay, let's say 'you can eat without meat, but you can't live without bamboo'. It's such a pleasure to have friends coming from afar, two gentlemen, please!"

Sure enough, as expected, as soon as Mu Feng finished speaking, a hearty voice came from the courtyard.Then, the sound of rustling footsteps came, and the heavy door opened with a 'creak', and a middle-aged man in a blue robe appeared in front of the two of them.His sleeves are breezy, the sky is full, his eyes are bright, his chin has a long beard, and an emerald green flute hangs from his waist, which is quite fairy-like.After opening the wooden door, he smiled and saluted with fists in his hands.

"Mu Feng, a scholar of Jianning, went out to study, and took the liberty to visit. Please forgive me, sir!"

Mu Feng clasped his fists in both hands and bowed in salute. Seeing the middle-aged man's imposing manner, he knew that he had guessed correctly.

It is right that people should not be judged by their appearance, there are no absolutes in the world.But the real meaning of this sentence should be understood in reverse.What it really means is that most of the time, a person's personality can be inferred from his appearance.

It is born from the heart, if a person is always full of darkness and hatred in his heart, he will be withdrawn, tyrannical, uneven everywhere, with a gloomy face and a dull face.Conversely, if you do good deeds with all your heart, try to forgive others where you can, don't care about everything, don't be impulsive when encountering things, have a natural and kind face, everything goes well, and your face is full of red.

The reason why some people say that there is a husband and wife phase is because they have been together for a long time, they live in harmony, they have the same views and concepts on many things, and the husband and wife are of the same mind.After a long time, slowly, in the eyes of outsiders, there is almost no difference.At this time, what people remember is no longer their respective appearances, but the same heart as husband and wife.

"Mu Feng, a few days ago, Mu Feng, a disciple of the Mu residence who was conferred the title of Jianning scholar?" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, and looked up and down Mu Feng somewhat unexpectedly.

Hearing what he said, Mu Feng was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that even in this remote mountain village, someone knew his name. That's all, let Mr. laugh."

"Hahaha, rare guest, rare guest!"

The middle-aged man laughed, "Mr. Mu, please, welcome to Yipinzhai! Don't call me Mr., in front of a generation of talents, I, Wenjun, have no qualifications to be called Mr. I am used to being quiet by myself. From now on, Just like everyone else, call me Qingjing layman, or Qingjing Sanren. Come, please come inside!"

"Okay, then we'll interrupt, please!"

Mu Feng was also polite, raised his leg and walked in.

Outside the courtyard, there is a large sea of ​​bamboos, and inside the courtyard, there are green bamboos everywhere.Although the scorching sun is in the sky, walking on the trail with bamboo shadows is very cool.Led by the middle-aged Qingjing Sanren, the two soon came to a pavilion with red pillars and blue tiles, facing a clear lake.The lotus leaves are blooming, floating on the water.A breeze blows, the bamboo sea sways, and the blue waves ripple, which makes people feel refreshed and calm down.

Quiet, elegant and quiet, no wonder it is called Qingjing Sanren!

Looking at the surrounding scenery, Mu Feng nodded.If I'm not in a hurry, I really want to stay in such a place for a few more days, forgetting the pressure on my body and the filth in the world.

After sitting down among the guests, the Qingjing Sanren patted their palms lightly, and a maid walked over with tea trays and poured a cup of hot tea for everyone.After whispering a few words in her ear, Qingjing Sanren waved her hand, signaling her to back down.In this hot noon, a gazebo, a bamboo sea, a lake, and a cup of tea are a rare enjoyment.

"Young master Mu, are you a little curious, why do I, a man in the wilderness, know your name?" After taking a sip of tea, he looked at the refreshed Mu Feng and smiled quietly.

"To be honest, it's a bit of a surprise."

Mu Feng was honest, and his intuition told him that the middle-aged man in front of him must be not simple, so he secretly guessed his true identity.

"On the day you were awarded the title of Jianning scholar, your "Mo Wentian" had already spread. Now, looking at the entire Jiangling Mansion, who doesn't know, who is not convinced?" Qingjing Sanren personally wrote to Mu Feng Pour a cup of tea, and then said: "The ancients said that there is a priority in learning, and there is a specialization in art. Compared with you, a real scholar, we old bones are really ashamed, and we can't accept it."

"Layman Wen is too polite. You put aside your fame and wealth, and your glory and wealth. You are a real scholar. Compared with you, I am far behind. I don't know when I will be able to have such a state of mind as you!" Mu Feng's face turned pale Sincerely, this sentence is not just polite, but admiration from the heart.

The world is so big, and there are so many scholars.However, it can be said that those who can achieve the step of quiet and undisciplined people are absolutely rare.Among other things, just this willingness to be plain of mind is enough to make many people who seek fame and fame feel ashamed, and it is beyond the reach of tens of thousands of scholars who are wholeheartedly pursuing fame and fortune.

"It's nothing. There are some things that you can take lightly after you have experienced them." Qingjing Sanren smiled lightly, and then asked, "Mr. Mu, you have such a talent at a young age. Over the years, you must have made Mu's family I have searched all the books. I don’t know, which books have you read?”

"I've read a lot of books, but I don't remember many of them. Layman Wen, I'm sorry, I laughed!" Mu Feng smiled, and took a sip of the green tea in his cup.

"Hahaha, okay, this is the real scholar. Unlike ordinary scholars, who have read a lot of books, memorize every book, memorize them by rote, and become pedantic nerds in the end!"

The quiet man laughed, looking at the open and upright Mu Feng, in awe.

It's better to meet each other than to be famous. Hearing what Mu Feng said, he understood that the latter really didn't get his name in vain.With such talent and character, it's no wonder that he can write articles like "Mo Wentian", and it's no wonder that he was named Jianning scholar!