Mountain Miscellaneous

Chapter 34 Three visits to the wooden house, Mohist opens

The nuts are delicious and the squirrels are fun.

Li Changqing was content with himself, so he didn't feel the hardships in the mountains.

"Qingwa, where did you go all afternoon?"

From a distance, Liu Cui'e came from the direction of the back mountain with a flashlight and asked.

"It's in the mountains. It's dangerous to walk at night. Is there anything we can talk about tomorrow?"

"No one answered the phone all day, and there was no one when I came a few times before. How can I sleep if I don't come and see?"

"Uh, the phone hasn't been charging since it was turned off..."

Li Changqing lived a simple life of farming and studying in the mountains, with little contact with the outside world, and he didn't even bother to use his mobile phone.

"You are amazing now, Director Gu of the County Education Bureau has personally invited you to give lectures in the county!"

Liu Cui'e didn't mean to blame Li Changqing, and said proudly that everything was safe and relaxed.

"To give lectures in the county?" Li Changqing asked doubtfully.

"Yeah, your Uncle Jianguo brought it here, and said it was a new cultural square in the county!"

"Oh, let's see it later!" Li Changqing said lightly.

Going to the cultural square in the county to give lectures will give more people the opportunity to listen to the teachings of sages and promote traditional Chinese culture.

But Li Changqing likes the free and unfettered pastoral life very much, and doesn't want to have too many entanglements.

"You decide this matter yourself, and the girl you rescued in the vegetable market last time also drove to find it!", Liu Cuie said with beaming eyebrows.

"Yeah!" Li Changqing nodded.

"That girl looks even more beautiful than in the photo. Mom asked for your phone number. Let's talk more later!" Liu Cuie took out a piece of paper from her pocket and said.

"Okay!" Li Changqing said weakly.

"Okay, then I'll go back, remember to talk to that girl more!", Liu Cuie reminded.

"I'll take you back!"

"No, no, no, I don't know how many times I have walked this road!"

Li Changqing is accompanied by many ancient sages and sages, and he keeps company with the forests, flowers and birds in the mountains.

I just want to travel in the deep mountains and learn from the sea, write books and write books for the sake of the sages, and I don't have the thought of loving my son and daughter under the moon and moon.

He casually threw the phone number given by Liu Cuie to the corner of the wooden house, and continued to immerse himself in the world of books.

In a residential area in Guyang County, Ning Cailing put on a mask and stared at the phone nervously, thinking about what to say first.

As time passed bit by bit, there were a lot of mobile phone information calls, but I just didn't wait for that person.

"Could it be that he is shy and introverted and wants me to take the initiative? Well, take the initiative and take the initiative, as if it is for work!"

Ning Cailing sat cross-legged on the bed in her pajamas and held her chin to think about it, and finally mustered up the courage to enter the number and call.

"Sorry, the number you called is temporarily unavailable, please try again later!"

Li Changqing stayed out of the matter under the thatched hut, quietly reading a book.

The little squirrel knocked nuts on the wooden table, looked at Li Changqing from time to time, and occasionally gave Li Changqing one or two nuts in his arms.

The morning light under Zhong Nanshan sprinkled on the green leeks, and Li Changqing was harvesting the leeks with four snakeskin bags.

After returning to the cabin, I used wood to order a loading box for the motorcycle, and put the wooden box on both sides of the motorcycle, and put four bags of leeks with room to spare.

The small corner of the Dongmen Vegetable Market is overcrowded, but it is orderly and there is no confusion.

Li Changqing read books and sold vegetables as usual, and the audience was as devout as if they went to church every Sunday.

It only took half an hour from reading to when the leeks were sold out, and Li Changqing returned to Houshan to continue the finishing work of the chicken coop.

When Gu Ju arrived at the bureau, he simply finished all the meetings and went straight to Lijiaao by car.

When Li Jianguo came to the cabin again with Gu Ju, Li Changqing had disappeared.

Zhong Nanshan's mountain ranges are so high that he knows that Li Changqing is in the mountains, but he doesn't know where the clouds are!
"Hey, go back, come earlier next time!"

Gu Ju also fantasized about living a life of idle clouds and wild cranes in the deep mountains, but he is still an ordinary person and sighed helplessly.

When the sky was full of sunset, Li Changqing finally assembled all the accessories.

The chicken coop has a complete feeding system, manure cleaning system, temperature control system, egg collection system, and environmental control system, with complete functions.

"The host has completed the construction of the chicken house alone, which meets the Mohist career opening standards, and is starting..."

A new area was lit up on the map of Zhuzi Baijia, and a grand attic appeared in front of Li Changqing.

On the attic, there are three characters of "Tiangong Pavilion" engraved with a stylus pen and a silver hook. After the side door opened, a middle-aged man wearing a linen head and a noose came out.

"I'm Qin Huali (Qiu Huali), welcome little brother to join the Mo family!" Qin Huali said to Li Changqing with a smile.

"Hehe, it's a great honor!" Li Changqing said politely.

"There are two branches of Mohism, one advocates courageous fruit and martial arts, and the other focuses on the research of epistemology, logic, geometry, geometric optics, statics and other disciplines. Which one do you want to learn?", Qin Hua Li asked.

"I would like to learn the second type!" Li Changqing said with a calm temper and not suitable for fighting and killing opponents.

"I'll give you three pieces of "Jian Ai", three pieces of "Fei Gong", and one piece of "Ming Gui". After you finish studying, I will teach you the secrets of Mohism!" Two books popped out of Qin Huali's sleeves and flew to Li Changqing said in his hand.

"Thank you for your advice!" Li Changqing took the book and thanked him.

Historically, the dispute between Confucianism and Mohism was very fierce, and the views of the two families were tit for tat, but this did not prevent Li Changqing from studying Confucianism and Mohism.

The professions of Confucianism and Mohism in various schools of thought are just ways to learn many traditional Chinese cultures.

Li Changqing is neither Confucianism, ink, medicine, nor agriculture, so he can be called a "miscellaneous family".

I have always stood at a neutral point of view and examined various classics with a critical eye.

Draw the essence of various classics from it, combine with the concept of the current era, and form your own ideas.

Confucius said: "Learning without thinking will lead to death, and thinking without learning will lead to peril."

Just studying without thinking will lead to confusion and gain nothing, just thinking without learning will lead to mental fatigue and gain nothing.

Among the three books, "Ming Gui" originally tells that ghosts and gods not only exist, but also can reward and punish the good and evil in the world.

Li Changqing spent a whole night reading "Ming Gui", but saw that he attached great importance to inheriting the concept of cultural wealth from his predecessors.

The more books he read, the more Li Changqing felt that life was like a dream.

How many people can understand the truth of everything in the world and see it clearly?
Li Changqing woke up leisurely from the small wooden house, remembering the scene in Zhuge Gao Wolong, he couldn't help singing:

Who knows the big dream first, I know it all my life.

The thatched cottage is full of sleep in spring, and the sun is getting late outside the window.

Gu Ju learned the lesson of the previous two days, and he got up just after dawn and drove to Lijiaao by himself.

After crossing the back mountain, when I came to the small wooden house under Zhongnan Mountain, I happened to hear Li Changqing reciting Zhuge Wolong's poem.

The image of Li Changqing, who is indifferent, bright, peaceful and far-sighted, comes to Gu Ju's mind.

　Someone actually said that I tipped..., I just want to say that it is all thanks to your support, thank you very much!I really don’t have the money to tip!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)