Mountain Miscellaneous

Chapter 287 Nine-curved water comes to court (thank you HuChen, LL for your reward)
The weather was cool in the early morning, and many people were lying in bed struggling not to wake up, when suddenly there was the faint sound of reading.

"The principles of all things in the world begin with calmness and die in a hurry. Things are calm and there is aftertaste, and people are calm and there are more years..."

There is no book in Li Changqing's hand, and he has words in his heart. He uses "The Doctrine of the Mean" to interpret cultivation of personality, cultivation of sentiment, control of emotions, etc. The sound of reading is like moistening and silent spring rain coming from all corners. Average nautical miles.

In a luxurious south-facing single-family courtyard at the foot of Lushui Mountain Villa, Sikong Zhi was lying on a spacious big bed. After waking up in a daze, he grabbed the pillow and threw it forward angrily: "Whoever is Qing is studying?" ?Quarrel……"

Sikong Zhi was only halfway through speaking when the anger that was originally full of him suddenly disappeared. He sat on the bed and listened quietly to the sound of reading with his ears up.

Among all the people in Lushui Villa, Sikong Ming's cultivation level is advanced, and his spiritual consciousness has reached the stage of refinement and intangibility. He said with emotion: "It's no wonder that among the three religions and nine streams, Confucianism has been one of the three religions since ancient times, and can stand side by side with Buddhism and Taoism! The sound of reading is so sharp that people can't help but sink into the sound of reading!"

The sound of reading contains the truth, Si Kongming stripped away from the artistic conception of Li Changqing's reading, and then actively merged into Li Changqing's reading...

Due to the sound of Li Changqing reading, the people in Lushui Villa slept less than before, but their spirits were much more energetic than before.

"I heard that there is a Buddhist saying that the morning bell and the evening drum, the teacher's reading sound should be more generous!"

Zhuge Qing also heard about Li Changqing using the sound of reading to attract magpies to build a bridge in Longhu Mountain, but this was the first time he heard Li Changqing's sound of reading.

After Li Changqing finished reading on the Songhe Pavilion, some people at the foot of the mountain were still unsatisfied, so they ran to the Songhe Hall to look for Li Changqing.

A group of people were waiting outside Songhe Hall, Li Changqing talked to them and gave some pointers, and they left Yiyi after Sikongming and Sikongjing went up the mountain.

"It is rumored that Mr. Li is a master of Confucianism and Taoism. He is really extraordinary! The sound of reading is very magical, and the people in the village have the urge to come to the pilgrimage after listening to it!"

Si Kongjing didn't regard the young man in front of him as a peer at all, and praised him in the tone he would treat a senior.

"It's just explaining the ways of sages and sages. I myself can't be called a saint!" Li Changqing waved his hands.

"Confucianism has not been practiced by alchemists and strangers for hundreds of years, and now that Mr. Li is born, he really has the demeanor of a great Confucian!" Si Kongming also nodded in agreement.

"The people in the village came here uninvited just now, and Mr. Li personally gave them some advice. I hope Mr. Li is not bothered!"

Si Kongjing got along with Li Changqing for a few days, and felt a dusty temperament from Li Changqing, and thought that Li Changqing might not like the state of being surrounded by people just now, so she said to Li Changqing with apology.

"Threesomes, there must be my teacher! Everyone has something to learn, and talking to them is also an excellent experience for me!"

Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles, and traveling thousands of miles is not as good as reading countless people. Li Changqing's conversations with people also prove what he has learned.

"It's good that it doesn't affect Mr. Li. By the way, Dad, when Mr. Li came here yesterday, he needed a pen, ink, paper and inkstone to copy the scenery of the green water lake. I remember you had a piece of silk skin. It would be a waste for you to keep it. Why don't you give it to me?" Mr. Li is ready to use it as a painting material!"

Sikong Jing thought that Li Changqing's reading sound is so powerful, and his painting skills must be even more exquisite, it's a pity to use ordinary rice paper for painting.

"Our feng shui lineage of researching Xunlong's acupoints was originally a descendant of Fuze, but some unscrupulous disciples used what they had learned to engage in inversions, destroying many ancient tombs, and often leaked some ancient relics. I got it by chance. The silk skin is usually painted with a piece of rice paper under the silk. The silk skin I got was a piece of animal skin under the silk. The materials of silk and animal skin are very ordinary. , but it should be soaked in some kind of potion, so that the silk and the animal skin are completely fused together, and become a new material that is heat-resistant, tear-resistant, freeze-proof, and waterproof. Although it is a rare object, it is a jewel in my hand Secret casting is useless, so give it to Mr. Li so that you can make the best use of it!"

After Sikong Ming got the silk skin, it was a novelty for a while. Now that the technology is advanced, there are many materials with similar effects. Gradually, he feels that it is a bit tasteless. It is a pity to discard it if it is tasteless. He readily agreed to give it to Li Changqing.

"Such a precious thing, deserve it!"

"This silk skin is not considered precious, and it didn't cost me anything to get it. Just take it, Mr. Li!"

"It's really disrespectful, and I'm ashamed to accept it!"

Li Changqing doesn't want to accept other people's gifts wantonly because of kindness, but Sikong Ming is too enthusiastic. He can only wait for the future to establish a school in Xuehai Nigong Wan and become a real master of Confucianism and Taoism. gas.

There are only two days left for the Yin-Yang Festival to be held. Many things were arranged by Sikong You before. After the black energy between Sikong Ming's brows was sealed by Li Changqing with the awe-inspiring righteousness, he decided to host the Yin-Yang Festival by himself. There are still many things to do , arranged for Sikong Jing and Sikong Zhi to lead Li Changqing, Zhuge Qing, and Zhang Dabao to play in Lushui Villa.

Sikong Zhi was quite dissatisfied with Li Changqing at first, he hadn't personally competed with Li Changqing, but since yesterday he also saw how powerful Li Changqing is, and his mood towards Li Changqing changed from suspicion to jealousy, but Li Changqing is Si Kongming's benefactor, Sikong Zhi is not Dare to be too presumptuous, this kind of jealousy is hidden in his heart, and he is lukewarm towards Li Changqing.

Among the twelve islands in Lushui Lake, the island where Lushui Villa is located is the largest, with some strange peaks and rocks, small bridges and flowing water. Compared with Zhong Nanshan, it is less natural and more beautifully carved.

The so-called no scenery nearby, Sikong Zhi is too familiar with Lushui Mountain Villa, and it feels boring after wandering around for a long time, but just followed behind Li Changqing and others, and Sikong Jing talked with Li Changqing throughout the whole process, so as not to appear cold .

When he reached the top of the mountain, Li Changqing could see the whole picture of Lushui Villa clearly. The stream in the mountain and river cave gathered behind the lotus pond and turned eight more bends, each of which was covered with a courtyard.

Li Changqing couldn't help sighing: "It's a good Jiuqu to face the water!"

The water in the lotus pond is going to flow directly into the green water lake according to the innate path, but it has been artificially changed into a pattern of nine curves coming towards the water. Nine feng shui instruments are also used to suppress the earth's qi, and only a feng shui family like the Sikong family, which has been in business for hundreds of years, can have this kind of foundation.

"Of course! Sikong Liang, the ancestor of the Sikong family's Fengshui master, arranged it. Can it be good?"

Sikongyou was bored, turned his head, and murmured in a low voice, with disdain in his tone.

"The moon waxes and wanes, and sometimes it's too perfect, which is not a good thing!"

Li Changqing had sharp ears and eyes, and didn't care about Sikongyou's tone, and smiled normally.

　Thank you book friend HuChen, LL for the reward of another [-] starting point coins

　　
　
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