Confucian Sword Fairy

Chapter 5
Song Zhishu was a little surprised, why suddenly there was a Confucian righteousness?
"This?"

I have 15 years of dictation, and I have six Confucian righteousness, and now I just give out a paper umbrella, and I have a Confucian righteousness.

"No, it's not one course, it's about half a course, which is equivalent to saving a year of dictation. What's going on?"

Song Zhishu realized it carefully. He thought carefully about everything that happened just now, and he was a little surprised that a year of dictation could be saved with a paper umbrella.

To open a jade box, ten Confucian righteousness is required, and there are currently six and a half. According to this trend, the first jade box will be opened soon.

It's just that Song Zhishu was curious about why he could get half-way Confucian righteousness by sending a paper umbrella.

"Is it kind?"

This is what Song Zhishu thought of for the first time. The core of Confucianism is benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trust. What I did just now belongs to benevolence and love. For a mortal, a cultivator is superior.

No one cares about what an ant does. They only think about the result. It stands to reason that if the letter is wet, they will be said a few words. If the letter is important, scolding is indispensable. Going to the Jinling post office, you only need a few simple words to make the other party fail their duty.

This is also the reason why the other party is slightly panicked.

"People-oriented, humane care."

Song Zhishu chewed this sentence carefully.

"It seems that my conjecture should be right. The five constants of Confucianism can increase the righteousness of Confucianism."

Song Zhishu showed joy.

Just now, he was thinking hard about how to obtain Confucian righteousness, but he didn't think of a small thing that made him understand the way to obtain Confucian righteousness.

"Do good deeds and accumulate Confucian righteousness?"

To determine the method, Song Zhishu let out a long breath. Maybe this is the impermanence of life. He accepted the fact at one moment and planned to wait another 15 years, and he knew the solution the next moment.

This feeling made Song Zhishu extremely happy.

Now that he has a solution, Song Zhishu no longer hesitates. It is pouring rain outside, and many people are afraid that many people will get wet. If he buys some paper umbrellas and gives them to passers-by, wouldn't he easily obtain ten Confucian righteousness?

Thinking of this, Song Zhishu set off directly.

However, Song Zhishu had to open the letter in his hand to have a look first.

The letter has been wet, put it in front of the desk, carefully take it out.

It was Li Qingzhou's reply.

I don't know why, but Song Zhishu would feel nervous and excited if he received such a letter yesterday, but now Song Zhishu is a little calm instead.

Perhaps the reason for the tension and excitement is the fear of being rejected, and many things are most likely my own wishful thinking.

But now it's different, he owns the holy pagoda, and the future is promising, even if Junior Sister Qingzhou rejects him, Song Zhishu will not feel bad.

Of course, it is impossible to say that there is no tension at all.

"call."

Song Zhishu let out a breath, and then read the letter.

Well, it's very simple, the handwriting written by Junior Sister Qingzhou is as ugly as ever, and there is no comment left, it is simply a cross, plus her signature.

The meaning is very clear, not to agree, which is very in line with the behavior of Junior Sister Qingzhou.

I feel a little uncomfortable, and I don't know what to say. My childhood sweetheart and the marriage contract were unexpectedly rejected.

"Indeed, I have already practiced Qi at the fourth level, and the future is promising. In comparison, I am only at the second level of Qi training. As a man, I am not as good as a woman. This is a shameful thing in itself. If it were me, I would not promise."

Song Zhishu comforted himself, but also enlightened himself. Fortunately, he had the pagoda, so he didn't feel so uncomfortable.

It's nothing more than reasonable, unexpected things.

Putting the letter aside, Song Zhishu has always disliked being influenced by women. There is a saying that is very good, only love can break the situation.

After clearing up his mood, Song Zhishu left the house.

The heavy rain was pouring, and it looked very scary. If it wasn't for Confucian righteousness, Song Zhishu would never go out.

For Confucian righteousness.

Song Zhishu didn't hesitate, and went to the grocery store to buy twenty paper umbrellas.

In order to effectively send out the paper umbrellas, Song Zhishu did not choose to stay in the cultivator's area. He went to Dongshi, which is surrounded by mortals. Things like paper umbrellas are of little value, and it is of little significance to give them to monks.

It would be better to give it to ordinary people, it will help them more, especially some women, children and children.

in this way.

About two hours.

All twenty paper umbrellas were sent out by Song Zhishu, but they did not gather a lot of Confucian righteousness as imagined.

Especially in the end, there is no trace of Confucian righteousness, so it is better to write the article silently.

Under the eaves of Dongshi Street.

Song Zhishu frowned slightly, both puzzled and curious.

"The paper umbrella presented earlier does have some Confucian righteousness, but compared to the previous messengers, it is indeed much, much less."

"Twenty paper umbrellas add up to no more than half of Confucian righteousness."

"What's the problem?"

Song Zhishu was a little puzzled, and really didn't understand.

In the street, the people were in a hurry, and the sudden heavy rain really disturbed the tranquility of this area.

Song Zhishu stood under the eaves, thinking quietly.

After a long time, the heavy rain showed no intention of stopping, and Song Zhishu gradually figured it out.

"Although I am doing good deeds, my original intention has changed. I used to help messengers from the bottom of my heart, but after I realized that it was profitable, I would do good deeds again. Although I could still be recognized, this kind of Not from the heart."

"In the inner chapter of Zhuangzi, it is recorded in the third section of the Master of Health, there is no close name for goodness, and no close punishment for evil."

"This may be the reason why Confucian righteousness has not been obtained."

Song Zhishu thought to himself, and he felt that this argument made sense.

Of course, the help given by donating a paper umbrella is not special. Compared with the situation of the messenger, it is nothing. It mainly depends on the situation of the other party.

"In the final analysis, I still don't understand the practice of Confucianism and Taoism."

"There is an academy in Mingyue City, but the tuition is quite expensive. In the past, I was reluctant to go there, mainly because I thought it was meaningless. Now that I have the pagoda, I shouldn't save the money."

Song Zhishu thought to himself.

There are very few traces of Confucianism in the world of monks, and most of them are active in the dynasty and the people. After all, this is the Taihao Immortal Sect. Even if there are Confucian disciples, it is difficult to find them. Most people don't care about this at all.

There is an academy in the ancient city, which specializes in teaching people to read and write, and provides it to the descendants of monks. The cost is not low. After all, this is a place for cultivating immortals, and the environment determines everything.

Song Zhishu was naturally reluctant to get two spirit stones a year.

But it's different now. In order to clearly understand the situation of Confucianism, he had to give out these two spirit stones.

Make up your mind.

Song Zhishu went straight to the academy, but soon got a bad news.

The dean of Mingyue Academy left temporarily today. Just a few hours ago, when it was raining, he left in a panic and took some students with him.

That is to say, there is no one in charge of the academy. According to the other party's intention, it will take at least half a month for the dean to come back.

This is really a coincidence.

"It looks like I'll go to Jinling City tomorrow to have a look."

Song Zhishu didn't talk too much, it was indeed raining heavily, he didn't want to stay outside, so he set off directly to go back.

When he got home, Song Zhishu was drenched all over. After he gave all the paper umbrellas to passers-by, he didn't keep them, and he didn't bother to buy them, so he went straight home.

This trip out, a little harvest but not much.

Feel free to wipe off the rainwater on his body, Song Zhishu came to the desk and took out an old gray bag, this is a storage bag, the space is not big, it is equivalent to a baggage.

An emerald green jade pen, five low-grade spirit stones, a few spirit talismans, plus an order to enter the city, and a few bottles of the most inferior medicine pills, used to detoxify and heal wounds, in case of emergencies.

This is Song Zhishu's wealth, 15 years of accumulation, that's it, it's embarrassing to say it out.

You have to know that other monks, even low-level monks like myself, have at least seventy or eighty spirit stone deposits, and there are also a lot of hundreds of spirit stones. Except for some self-willed and depraved ones, otherwise, basically they would not be so poor.

"I hope the jade box can be opened as soon as possible, otherwise, according to this situation, it will only become poorer and poorer."

Song Zhishu thought in his heart.

At this moment, there was another knock on the door.

"Who is coming to see me at this time?"

Song Zhishu was a little curious, he stood up and opened the door, and it was Su Wanyun who met his eyes, wearing a long light red dress, with a smile in his eyes.

"Junior Sister Su?"

Song Zhishu was a little curious, how could it be her.

"Senior Brother Song, great news. Senior Sister Qingzhou is back, and she has broken through to the fifth level of Qi training. She is currently registering in the Recording Hall. After today, Senior Sister Qingzhou will be a disciple of handyman."

Su Wanyun spoke with a joyful face.

"came back?"

"Fifth level of Qi training?"

Song Zhishu was a little surprised, he didn't even know that Li Qingzhou was back, let alone that she actually broke through to the fifth level of Qi training.

This is a watershed. As long as you reach the fifth level of Qi training, you can obtain the status of a handyman disciple. Although it is still at the bottom level, it is indeed different.

Not only can you get better skills, but you can also accept some better sect tasks. Any reward is a dozen spirit stones. Compared with it, it is indeed a small class leap.

"Senior Brother Song, don't you know?"

The latter spoke and looked at Song Zhishu with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"I really don't know, but Senior Sister Qingzhou is indeed talented, which is a good thing."

Song Zhishu opened his mouth calmly, but he felt somewhat indescribable. It wasn't that the other party's achievements surpassed his own. It was just that he had known each other for so long and didn't even say a notification. It was indeed a bit uncomfortable.

"Senior Brother Song."

"Everyone has their own aspirations. Junior sister has no other intentions. Some things are already doomed. Instead of getting entangled, it's better to make a good choice."

"Brother, rather than cultivating immortality alone, it is better to choose a Taoist couple, who can not only cultivate immortality, but also enjoy the bliss of the world."

"My cousin is really nice, do you want to meet up? If you don't think so, think about it again?"

When Su Wanyun spoke, it was obvious that the purpose of her visit this time was to talk about matchmaking.

Song Zhishu couldn't help but smile wryly.

I am poor and white, why do I have to match myself?

However, I don't know why, maybe it was indeed affected to a certain extent, Song Zhishu didn't say any words of rejection, and Su Wanyun came to the door in person, so it didn't hurt face.

So he sighed.

"Okay, let's meet up, but I still don't have much intention."

When Song Zhishu opened his mouth, he could see it, but he didn't have much thought.

"Okay, it doesn't matter if there is a result or not, then we will meet tomorrow at the Changchun Building."

"Junior Sister farewell."

Su Wanyun smiled, and left quickly after saying this.

Looking at Su Wanyun who left, Song Zhishu was indeed a little puzzled, he was not considered a very important person in Mingyue City, he had no special features, why did he keep telling himself about matchmaking?

It is indeed a bit weird.

Some do not understand.

It's just that Song Zhishu didn't have the heart to worry about these things. He closed the door and planned to silently write Confucian scriptures.

(End of this chapter)