Chang'an is good

"How could this kind of thing come to me?" Mrs. Chu snorted softly, but a thoughtful look appeared on her face.

After a while, he said, "Wu Er, how about it?"

"Non-duality?" Qiao Jijiu pondered and said, "Non-duality is non-duality. There is a Zen principle of non-duality in Buddhist teachings. The principle of one reality is the way that all things in the world are equal, and there is no difference between them. It is called non-duality." two……"

"Isn't it exactly in line with what she did?" Chu Taifu said: "Aren't her words and deeds, forming this society as a woman, and resisting the prejudices of the world, just practicing this way of indifference?"

Qiao Jijiu smiled, nodded and said "yes".

"Speaking of which..." Mrs. Chu frowned, then looked at Qiao Jijiu suddenly, and asked, "She doesn't know what she's doing or what she wants to do?"

"Did you just say that children are playing around? The little girl just likes to be lively. How can a child of this age have any deep meaning worth mentioning..." Qiao Jijiu smiled nonchalantly: "If you enter this unique method, It should also be mistaken, unintentional insertion."

Grand Tutor Chu snorted again: "You, you hide and hide... Now you don't have a word of heart-to-heart truth, are you still afraid that I will eat her?"

Qiao Jijiu sighed, with a look of injustice on his face.

But he still changed the topic, and said back to the name of the club: "Even if you don't mention the Buddhist Zen theory, the word Wuer is also suitable... After all, my student is indeed unique!"

Hearing the words "my student", Taifu Chu curled his lips: "I said, although you are a good student, you didn't teach it."

When I was painting in Dengtailou, I hadn't learned painting from him yet!
This student has his own skills, and it has nothing to do with his half-way teacher.

Mrs. Chu kept thinking, "And what she copied was Chongyue's handwriting, which is a student I taught, so if you do the math, hmph..."

As Master Chu spoke, his old face stretched a little.

Qiao Jijiu was also happy to stroke his hair: "Yes, who in this world has never read your articles and poems, and which younger generation has not been inspired by your learning? Who in the world does not respect you as a teacher?"

It doesn't matter how you say it, the students belong to him anyway, and no one can take them away.

Master Chu waved his hands in disgust, stopping Qiao Yang from continuing.

"What students in the world..."

He is not rare.

Not everyone can come together and call him a teacher.

The two chatted for a while, and Taifu Chu asked casually, "I haven't finished my painting yet?"

"Not finished yet?" Qiao Jijiu was surprised.

"Why are you imitating my words?" Mrs. Chu frowned, "Why, your painting is finished?"

Qiao Jijiu smiled reservedly.

That's not true, he has been hanging in the study of the Imperial College for official duties for a long time.

"For your painting, of course you have to pay more attention." Qiao Jijiu comforted his conscience.

Taifu Chu glanced in the direction of the bamboo forest, and said dissatisfiedly: "...I think she obviously forgot, as expected, she only knows how to play around all day long, and she loses her mind by playing with things."

Joe Jijiu: "..."

Didn't you just say that playing around like this is a skill?
How can it change when it involves my own painting?

Having said that, this old man came here on purpose today, could it be that he came here to urge the painting?
"It's said that since the Dragon Boat Festival, I haven't seen the Grand Tutor for nearly two months, but the Ministry of Rites is busy with business?"

These words were like a life-threatening spell, upon hearing Taifu Chu's expression, his expression became extremely painful.

"That's not busy... Those official affairs, piled up on the case, are older than me! Put together on the floor, they will outlive my life!"

"Forget about being busy during the day, often it's dark and people can't leave. Whenever I see someone holding a lamp, I wish I could pour all the lamp oil on the official document, throw a candle on it, and burn it all!"

Joe Jijiu: "..."

This is one who knows how to go crazy.

There is even the taste of dying together.

For the next quarter of an hour, the old master kept talking madly.

Qiao Jijiu heard that he wanted to slap himself twice in his heart-why is his mouth so owed, it would be wrong to mention something.

This bitter water pours, and the river in front of it will become a sea of ​​bitterness, and the fish in the river will reflect on what sins they have done after drinking this water, and suddenly they will be punished like this.

"...Recently, I have been tossing about the selection of the crown prince. I haven't written a word about it. It's not that I'm going to get married, it's just the selection, and I have pushed all the trivial matters to the Ministry of Rites!"

Qiao Jijiu finally heard something interesting, and asked in a low voice, "Are you really going to choose a crown princess?"

"Is it true? It has been mentioned since last month that we will prepare for the Mid-Autumn Flower Banquet. At that time, all noble girls in Beijing who have reached the age of [-] and under [-] will participate in the banquet..."

Qiao Jijiu was thoughtful: "The saint still agreed..."

The proposal to choose the crown princess was raised by those noble officials.

"So what if you don't agree? On the surface, can you stop someone from marrying a wife?" Taifu Chu said: "As the so-called family and business are established, if the business is not established, the family is not allowed to be established? If this is the case, those people can't take advantage of it." Has the conversation turned upside down?"

Qiao Jijiu was a little nervous when he heard the wine, and subconsciously looked around - this is outside!

"Although the saint has to compromise on this matter, in the final analysis, the princess will be chosen sooner or later, it is better to try to take advantage of the opportunity..."

"Teacher, Tutor..." Qiao Jijiu didn't dare to listen anymore, and interrupted with a smile: "Fishing, let's go fishing."

Mrs. Chu glanced at him: "What are you afraid of, I'll just talk to you in private."

Joe Jijiu: "..."

He didn't want this fateful preference that much!

Although the two are like-minded and fearless in the matter of losing an official, his state of losing his life is not yet in place... After all, compared with the old master, he is still young.

"Throw this handful of fish food down, and see how many fish come out..." Taifu Chu looked at the river surface wrinkled by the breeze, and concluded his words with this sentence.

Qiao Jijiu also looked at the river, with sighs and worries in his eyes.

He doesn't belong to any faction, but those people are fighting all day long, how many people in this world can not suffer along with them.

The selection of the crown prince this time is obviously to choose a concubine for the crown prince, but under the so-called flower feast full of flowers, one does not know what kind of swords, guns, and blood will be hidden.

Mid-Autumn Flower Banquet...

There are less than two months left.

Regardless of the overall situation, fortunately the two daughters in his family will not be involved. Mianmian has eye disease, and Ningning has brain disease...

Although the latter does not affect the basic life, what he has done in these days has nothing to do with words such as virtuous and quiet, and does not meet the conditions for choosing a princess.

If there are no accidents, there will be no accidents.

Qiao Jijiu went fishing with peace of mind.

I can't control the overall situation, just take care of the small family first.

"Here we come..." Chu Taifu suddenly lowered his voice.

Qiao Jijiu regained his energy immediately, and quickly looked at where the opponent's hook was.

At this time, the old willow tree next to the two of them was suddenly hit by something, making a "bang" sound.

Immediately, something fell from the tree.

Looking at the polo that fell on the side of the fish basket and scared away the fish that was just about to be hooked, the old master stared angrily: "Who did it!"

Cui Lang, who volunteered to pick up the ball, heard this questioning, his scalp tightened, and he turned back lightly.

A group of teenagers looked at me and I looked at you, but no one dared to say anything.

There is no student who is not afraid of sacrificial wine, let alone the addition of a particularly fierce Mrs. Chu.

I should ask Yu Bai to pick it up, but Yu Bai is not here today.

So the teenagers silently looked at the owner of the society.

Cui Lang also looked at his master.

Although Master's life is also fate, but Master is a girl after all, and has been praised by Mrs. Chu, presumably Mrs. Chu will be merciful.

Chang Suining had to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the head of the family and went to the river to pick up balls.

"How did you hit the ball?"

"If you are reckless, if you hit this old man, you will murder an important official of the court!"

Taifu Chu threw the painted polo the size of a fist angrily.

Chang Suining stretched out his hand to catch it steadily, and apologized with a smile.

"Where's my painting?" Mentoring this, Chu Taifu became even more angry.

"I'm painting." Chang Suining opened his mouth and said, "More than ten paintings have been scrapped, and I'm not satisfied with them anyway, so it's delayed until now."

Taifu Chu looked at her suspiciously.

"The Taifu just gave your Juju club a name." Qiao Jijiu opened his mouth at the right time, and asked the girl in the light green narrow robe with sweat on her forehead with a smile: "Wu Ershe, how is it?"

The girl's eyebrows and eyes soaked in sweat were shining, and she looked at Taifu Chu: "Very good, thank you Taifu, then it will be called this."

Chu Taifu was very helpful in his heart, but he didn't think so on the surface, he just preached: "It's getting late, don't play with things and lose your mind."

The implication is to play less polo and draw more.

"Yes, we will go back after another game to decide the winner."

Taifu Chu looked at her polo-playing attire, somehow softened his tone, and sighed softly: "The little girl's family is always dancing with knives and sticks..."

Not that he was prejudiced against girls.

It's just that compared to hard work and injury, there's nothing wrong with being safe.

In the past, his students, apart from studying since they were young, spent time in the martial arts arena, and they were often either green here or scratched there.

Later, when I went to the battlefield, every time I returned to Beijing, I couldn't see the bruises and cracks.

But he knew that under that seemingly majestic robe and armor, there were countless scars that he would not let him know.

Suffering so many injuries and enduring so many things that ordinary people can't imagine, but in the end...

Even after many years, thinking about this, Mrs. Chu still felt a dull pain in his heart.

It's not for nothing that he hates this court and this world.

In sight, the girl smiled brightly: "Don't worry, Taifu, I will be careful."

"The knife and the stick have no eyes, so you just have to be careful." Mrs. Chu resumed her sulky demeanor: "One day you hurt your wrist and you can't hold the paintbrush steadily, but you will cry."

Qiao Jijiu silently glanced at his old friend—was he the one who cried?After all, I haven't got the painting yet.

"I just want to hold the paintbrush more stably, so I need to strengthen my body." Chang Sui Ning Chao Chu Taifu said: "You should also exercise appropriately. Don't always sit and fish. Only when your body is stretched can you be healthier."

Mrs. Chu didn't appreciate it: "Why should I be so healthy, I've lived long enough."

Qiao Jijiu had no choice but to say, "What are you talking about... Now is the time for your descendants to spend their lives on their knees."

Mrs. Chu started blowing his beard again: "I really want to live my life, but that Uncle Wei was gossiping behind his back, came up with such a wicked idea, and pushed me to the position of Minister of Rites of Laoshizi!"

Chang Suining: "...?"

Wonderful.

"What kind of children and grandchildren are around their knees, making a lot of noise, and it's annoying to watch." Mrs. Chu continued fishing.

He has a picky temper and doesn't speak well, and the children and grandchildren of the family always have a headache when they see him.

And his undifferentiated pickiness is not without reason. He has been like this since he was a child. He was once forced by his family to go to the Huichun Pavilion for treatment. After listening to his self-report and the description of his family, the doctor in the Huichun Pavilion concluded that he was suffering from A rare disease called - misogyny.

There is no cure for this disease, which makes people upset at the sight of fools.

But the doctor still gave a lot of advice, telling him that he must pay attention to adjusting his mood, come to the library in time to seek counseling when necessary, and prescribed prescriptions to adjust his mood-of course, these are for his family members.

His disease, which was judged to be incurable, was once cured.

It's just that the primer of the medicine was gone, and it happened again.

He is not only tired of being stupid now, but even a bit world-weary.

"Teacher is not yet seventy." The girl's voice sounded again, "It's better for people to live longer, maybe someday there will be another surprise."

Taifu Chu snorted: "What surprises can I have at my age..."

After a while, I turned my head again, only to see that the girl had already run back.

"The Taifu was a little surprised when he saw the paintings in the Dengtai Building that day." Qiao Jijiu said casually with a smile.

Taifu Chu didn't speak any more, but he didn't deny it either.

The two looked at the river, fishing silently.

……

The fact that the Juju club formed by the girl from the Chang family was named "Wuer Club" quickly spread in the Imperial College, and caused heated discussions.

"Wuer...does that mean number one?"

"Is this tone too loud?"

"It's not loud, I have to ask Grand Tutor Chu." Cui Lang appeared behind a group of students who were discussing this at some point, and sighed: "Teacher Chu gave it to me, we are juniors, how can we refuse. "

When this remark came out, it sparked heated discussions again.

When this matter reached Song Xian's ears, he frowned.

……

The next day was the day when Chang Suining returned to Xingning Fang.

In the early morning, Chang Kuo did not return early, and Chang Sui'an waited outside the mansion with Ah Dian early.

"Little Ah Li, is there anything fun going on in the Imperial College recently?"

Chang Suining and Ah Dian talked all the way.

After entering the living room, Chang Sui'an sent someone to bring over a few plates of Ah Dian's favorite snacks, and Ah Dian couldn't care less about talking to Chang Suining for a while.

Chang Suian whispered to his sister from the side, "Ning Ning, there is news from Bingzhou."

Chang Suining: "Have you found that Wu Lin?"

After learning of the source of the picture of the red bean girl two months ago, Chang Kuo immediately sent people to Bingzhou to arrest them secretly, but a message was sent back one month ago, saying that Wu Lin had disappeared, probably because of a guilty conscience and knowing about Chang's family affairs Later, he would come to the door and escaped early.

But people still have to keep looking, and it took another month until the news came back.

Chang Suian nodded: "I found it, but...the person died."

Chang Suining was not surprised, he just asked, "Do you know how he died?"

(Taifu with a poisonous mouth, reminding you online.)
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