How to solve problems when practicing the Tao

Chapter 81 The Bright Girl and the Crazy Old Man
"The famous capital of Huaizuo, the best place in the west of Zhuxi, the first journey to get rid of the saddle and live less. After ten miles of spring breeze, the shepherd's wheat is green. Since Huma peeped at the river, the trees in the abandoned pond are still tired of talking about soldiers. It is getting dusk, and the clear horn blows Cold, all in the empty city. Du Langjun rewards, counting today, it is so heavy that you must be shocked. Longitudinal cardamom works, the dream of a brothel is good, it is difficult to express affection. The 24 bridge is still there, the heart is swaying, and the cold moon is silent. Read the red medicine by the bridge , know who was born every year."

On Daming Lake, the lotus has not yet bloomed, and the girl is trying to sing for the first time. The warm wind is blowing, and the tourists are intoxicated.It's just that there is a bit of sadness in the girl's singing. Although the world of mortals is gentle and sad, this kind of sadness can't be concealed no matter what.

On the shore of the lake, however, there was a bit of noise breaking this artistic conception.A few children were throwing stones at a gray-haired old man in tattered clothes: "Hit the lunatic, hit the lunatic!"

The old man ignored them, hit a few stones on his head, and some blood came out from scratches, but he just smiled at them stupidly.

"The lunatic is here, run away." Several children rushed away.

"Amitabha, Qin Xiaoying, I think he is very pitiful." A young monk and a young Taoist happened to pass by here, the monk said.

They are Qin Xiaoying and Zhaoshimingjing.They rushed here all the way from Beiyan, because they were told to find a person by Yicry.

Fan Yi cried and said that only this person can guide Qin Xiaoying and Zhaoshimingjing.But after searching for two days, there was not even a trace of that person.So the two discussed going to the Daming Lake for a visit, and happened to see this scene just now.

"He is a person who has nothing to do with the world, but he is bullied like this by a naughty boy." Qin Xiaoying was also moved with compassion. He picked some herbs from the nearby ground, chewed them, and applied them to the wound on the old man's head. superior.

The old man didn't move, just looked at him silly and smiled. "Prince, how are you?" the old man said.

"Prince? What is that?" Qin Xiaoying turned around and asked Zhaoshimingjing.

"The crown prince is the emperor's son, he seems to have misunderstood the man." Zhaoshi Mingjing couldn't laugh or cry, but Qin Xiaoying was no prince again.

"Prince, I'm not mistaken, don't you know the old minister?" The old man burst into tears.

"What's wrong with him?" Qin Xiaoying felt that something was wrong and asked Ming Jing.

"He was greatly stimulated mentally, and he was a little confused. I prescribed a prescription to calm his mind." Ming Jing sighed.

"Then I'll get some medicine for him. Look at this old man." Qin Xiaoying said.

"En." Zhaoshi Mingjing agreed.

"Prince, don't abandon the old minister. The old minister was wronged. The old minister died because of Dong Qi. He absolutely did not betray Dong Qi." The old man began to cry.

"Don't cry, I'll get you some medicine and I'll be right back." Qin Xiaoying said helplessly.

"The old minister thanks the prince." The old man said that he was about to kneel down, but Zhao Shiming quickly stopped him from kneeling down.

"You monk is so rude! The prince is here, but you are so rude!" said the old man.

Ming Jing smiled wryly, he was being treated like a donkey out of kindness.

"Monk, come here." Seeing that the singing girl on the boat came down early, she blinked at Zhao Shimingjing.She was about eleven or twelve years old, dressed in green clothes, but barefoot, quite fairy charm.

"What's the matter with the benefactor?" The girl's eyes were bright and charming, like the fairy in the painting, with piercing eyes.Zhaoshimingjing's heart is like still water, without any fluctuations.

The girl was teasing the monk, but the monk was like a piece of wood, feeling bored. "It's okay, seeing that you are helping Uncle Sun, I was curious, so I came over to take a look."

"Do you know this old man?" Zhaoshi Mingjing asked.

"My master often helps him, otherwise he would have starved to death." The girl said.

"But you have the heart to watch him being bullied by urchins?" asked Zhao Shimingjing.

"If he doesn't want to be bullied, he naturally has a hundred ways. It's much better than the one thing I help him. I help him but hurt him. Now he's just running away in frustration, not to mention the heart disease It's difficult to treat, what can I do?" said the girl.

"Who is he?" Zhaoshi Mingjing asked.

"Did you know that Dong Qi was once in danger of subjugation?" the girl asked.

"Northern Yan's army once overwhelmed the border, and even broke through 72 cities in the Eastern Qi Dynasty. Of course I know that." Zhaoshi Mingjing said.

"Then do you know who saved such a dangerous situation, led the Qi army to take back 72 cities, and forced Beiyan to sign an alliance under the city?"

"Ten thousand people beheaded Generalissimo Sun Xing and Sun." Ming Spiegel naturally understood this matter.

"Then the old man in front of you is him." The girl said.

"Dashuai Sun? Him?" Zhao Shimingjing was really surprised.A righteous man of the country is a treasure, let alone a marshal who once commanded thousands of troops.Thousands of soldiers are easy to find, but one general is hard to find.For such a person who has contributed to the country, why is he reduced to such a situation?
"The treacherous ministers made trouble for the country, and the eunuchs colluded with each other. The emperor listened to the old man's treasonous slander, and exiled the old man away from the capital... You must have heard this reason many times, but people always repeat the mistakes they have made. "The young girl's conversation was extraordinary, and she explained the reason.

"But I still don't understand, why is it just him?" Zhao Shiming asked.

"The old marshal is too upright, and he angrily scolded the treacherous, so he was naturally hated by others." The girl said.

"Does the emperor believe it?"

"Great master, even if he doesn't believe it, he has to find a reason to distribute it." The girl sneered.

"Hey." Zhao Shimingjing chanted the Buddha's name, "I seem to understand why he went crazy."

"The medicine is here!" Qin Xiaoying shouted from a distance. "I'm burnt to death, move quickly," he yelled, holding a medicine jar.

"Old minister, don't drink the medicine!" Dashuai Sun seemed to be afraid of the smell of the medicine and wanted to avoid it.

"Drink it while it's hot, or the prince won't want you." Zhao Shimingjing coaxed him.

Dashuai Sun took the medicine with a sad face, pinched his nose and drank it.

"What is your prescription for this medicine? It smells so good." The girl asked with some doubts after smelling the medicine.

"You still know medicine?" Zhao Shiming asked in wonder.

"Qin chess, calligraphy and painting, axes, axes, knives and forks, reciting poems and doing right things, treating people, you know a little bit about it. Even my master can't see his illness well, and I don't think you can do much better." The girl said proudly.

"Who are you?" Qin Xiaoying asked the girl.

"Little girl Zixia," said the girl.

"My name is Qin Xiaoying, and he is a mirror that illuminates the world." Qin Xiaoying said.

Zixia glanced at Qin Xiaoying curiously, and asked, "Are you a Taoist priest?"

"Well, I am a Kunlun Taoist priest."

"He looks pretty good, it's a pity to be a Taoist priest." Zixia shook his head.

"Are you complimenting me?"

"That's it."

Qin Xiaoying sweated profusely.

"You have added several kinds of herbs to this medicine. I've heard it, um..." Zixia frowned.

"Do you have angelica, seaweed, croton, Wulingzhi? This fragrance seems to be peony?" Zixia said.

"Hey, your nose is pretty sharp." Ming Jing told Qin Xiaoying to pick and buy these medicines. Seeing that the peony was blooming, he added another peony into it.

(End of this chapter)