Reborn in the last years of Kangxi

Chapter 30 Cultivation
On the ninth day of December in the 45th year of Kangxi, the old lady was buried in Zhizao Mansion for seven or seven days.As the eldest son and grandson, Cao Yin and Cao Yong went northward from Fuling and arrived in Fengrun, Zhili on December 27.After the old matriarch's coffin was buried, Cao Yin sent his entourage to retreat first, and had a conversation with his son in front of the old matriarch's tomb.

"I will send you to practice in Qingliang Temple, and I will also keep my filial piety and pray for the old lady, and I will also sharpen your mood!" Cao Yin said in an unquestionable tone.

"Qingliang Temple, practice, keep filial piety?" Cao Yong was very surprised. He imagined all kinds of encounters when he grew up, but he never thought about the possibility of becoming a monk: "May I become a monk?" Cao Yong felt in his heart. It's funny, I'm lazy, greedy, and impure. How can I have the qualifications of a monk?

Cao Yin shook his head: "It's not a monk, it's going to a temple to practice for 27 months."

Cao Yong's expression became serious: "Cultivation, what does father want my son to practice? Do you want to be kind to others?"

Cao Yin looked into Cao Yong's eyes: "The content of practice depends on Yong'er's ambition. If Yong'er's ambition is to follow literature, then Confucian etiquette and works of sages are your practice; if Yong'er's ambition is to follow martial arts, then "Sun Tzu "The Art of War" and "Wu Mu Formation" are your practice."

Cao Yong opened his eyes wide, it seems that Cao Yin wants to strengthen his education, but if this is the case alone, is it necessary to do it in the monastery?
Cao Yong looked at Cao Yin, and for some reason wanted to vomit quickly: "My son's wish is to live to 99 years, and live to 99 years in peace and contentment. The premise is not to be a slave, and never put your life in the hands of others .”

Cao Yin was not surprised by Cao Yong's answer, sighed, and murmured: "The young eagle flutters its wings to the sky, it's time and fate!"

Cao Yong listened to Cao Yin's words "time and fate", he was puzzled and looked at Cao Yin.

Cao Yin smiled wryly and said: "You are still suffering from the heart disease caused by being kidnapped that year. Speaking of it, I am sorry for you and cannot protect you well! You have suffered so much before returning to the mansion, but you are no longer the same as before. Wasting time. Studying and practicing martial arts, no one needs to mention anything. For four years, it rains and snows continuously, how tenacious his heart is."

According to the funeral ceremony, after the death of the grand old lady of the Sun family, Cao Yin and Cao Quan, as sons, should both worry about 27 months.Cao Quan was fine, and reported Ding You as usual.Cao Yin was deprived of love, and recovered after ninety-nine and 81 days of mourning.In order to fulfill his filial piety, Cao Yin sent his son Cao Yong to Qingliang Temple to pray for the deceased old lady.

In Qingliang Temple, Cao Yong began a slightly long practice life.

The content of Cao Yong's practice is not the writings of the sages, nor the tactics of military tactics, but the "Biography of Cheng Chen" extracted from the historical materials of various dynasties and dynasties.After reading it three times, Cao Yin asked someone to send "Biography of Famous Officials".Cao Yong secretly thought, could it be that his father wanted to train himself to be a seedling of a powerful minister? He learned about conspiracy from "Biography of Chengchen" and learned conspiracy from "Biography of Famous Officials".

Cao Yong thought about the history of the Qing Dynasty that he knew. Kangxi ascended the throne when he was young, and he was the most taboo of powerful officials.Ao Bai, Mingzhu, Suo'etu, the few powerful ministers counted in the Kangxi Dynasty, each ended well.According to historical records, Yongzheng was a king of few kindness and little fortune, and he was most suspicious of his subordinates, so he set up a sticky place to secretly monitor all officials.It was better in the Qianlong Dynasty, but Qianlong had been fighting all the time in the early stage, and he was in his seventies and eighties in the later period, so whether he can survive is still a matter.

In Qingliang Temple, the residence is simple and simple, and it is okay to say that there is no one to wait.After all, Cao Yong lived in a dormitory when he was studying in his previous life, and his self-care ability is not bad.The most unbearable thing for him is that the vegetarian food is used here, and there is no oil star at all.Cao Yong doesn't know if he is a carnivore, but he is definitely not a vegetarian.Because he had already made an appointment with Cao Yin, he would not leave Qingliang Temple until he finished his practice.Cao Yong didn't want to lose his word, but he didn't want to wrong himself too much, so that the animals on the mountain behind Qingliang Temple would be unlucky.

With homemade bows and arrows and a small bag of salt stolen from the kitchen, he went to the back mountain to catch a hare or pheasant, roasted it and made a tooth sacrifice, which became a compulsory course for Cao Yong every now and then.

Weaving Mansion, Study Room.

Cao Yin looked at the daily daily records of Cao Yong from the secret agent newspaper, and a smile appeared on his face.

Woke up at a quarter to eight, took a quarter of an hour to wash up, and then went to the Buddhist hall to have morning classes with everyone in the temple.After the morning class at four o'clock, I went back to the yard to practice swords for half an hour.Chenshi has breakfast, and Chenshi starts reading at [-]:[-].At noon, I went to the back mountain, shot a pheasant and a hare, and shared them with the little monk who went up the mountain to collect firewood.

Zhuang Chang looked at Cao Yin's smile, stroked his beard, and nodded a little nervously: "Brother Dongting, in order to prevent the eldest son from being disturbed by foreign objects, it is a proper arrangement to send him to Qingliang Temple to practice. Brother Dong Ting seems to have an impure purpose just to let Eldest Young Master become a vegetarian!"

Cao Yin saw that Zhuang Chang knew it, and said with a smile: "This Yong'er is thoughtful, young and mature, blindly entrusting him with power and tactics, his temper will inevitably become gloomy. If we don't arrange this way, how can we force him to reveal his nature."

In April of the 46th year of Kangxi, West Lake Longjing tea was collected as tribute tea.Immediately, the price of Longjing tea increased by more than a hundred times.

In May of the 47th year of Kangxi, Cao Yin, Jiangning Weaving Mansion, presented two new teas. Among them, Fujian tea was named "Tieguanyin" by Kangxi, and Suzhou tea was named "Silver Needle".

On December 47th of the 870th year of Kangxi, the first batch of pearls bred by mother oysters was sent from Taihu Lake.There are 55 nine pearls in total, including 130 golden pearls, 290 six black pearls, 52 pink pearls, and the rest are white jewels.According to the color, there are 170 first-class beads, [-] second-class beads, [-] seven third-class beads, and the rest are loose beads.

Pearls of each color are first packed in small boxes according to their colors, and then packed in different grids according to their grades.

There are not many pearls, but both Cao Yin and Zhuang Chang are filled with emotion.

"I really didn't expect that the artificial cultivation of pearls that the eldest son said was so successful. To tell you the truth, Dongting, when I heard it at first, I thought it was incredible." Zhuang Chang picked up a pearl and put it in front of his eyes for a closer look.

Cao Yin looked at the boxes containing pearls in front of him, but his heart was already turbulent.After sending Cao Yong to Qingliang Temple, Cao Yin once asked someone to move the books in his study to him and read them one by one. Although occasionally a few books mentioned overseas, they were just a few sentences, and there was no mention of overseas in any book. There are methods or allusions about raising pearls.

Qingliang Temple, on the slope of the back mountain.

Behind the bushes, the two little heads got together and stared at the open space not far away.On the open space, a round basket was set up, with golden millet scattered underneath, and a few birds hovered in the air.

It was the twelfth lunar month of winter, and there were two more heavy snowfalls. The hares and pheasants in the back mountains were almost extinct.After Cao Yong ate seven or eight fast meals, he began to think about sparrows.Just follow what you know in the book of your previous life, and start this simple trap.During the two years in Qingliang Temple, Cao Yong's temperament became more calm. If he didn't go to the back mountain to catch rabbits and chickens every now and then, he would think that he was in a state of seventy or eighty.

Without fine clothes, fine food, and interpersonal communication, life in Qingliang Temple is monotonous and boring.If he hadn't met the little monk Zhiran by chance, Cao Yong would have doubted whether his language function had deteriorated.Some nights, Cao Yong lay in bed and fell into deep thought, recalling his life in the past few years in the Qing Dynasty, always working hard, but not getting what he wanted.She always wants to control her own destiny, but has to depend on the Cao family.Cao Yin had already warned him that entering the capital meant leaving the protection of the Cao family, and the capital city was a completely different world from Jiang Ning.

"Benefactor Cao, the birds have landed on the ground, there are five of them in total!" Zhiran lowered her voice and said with a little excitement.

Cao Yong took a look, and there were still a few sparrows that hadn't landed: "Wait a little longer!"

When the few sparrows also fell to the ground and ate the millet on the ground, Cao Yong moved the hemp rope in his hand, and the twigs supporting the basket fell down, and all the other sparrows except one sprinted away. Was detained in the basket.

Although Zhiran eats meat, he refuses to kill even if he is beaten to death. The job of cooking sparrows falls to Cao Yong.Zhiran turned her head, closed her eyes, and said:

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva.Go deep Prajna Paramita for a long time.Seeing that the five aggregates are all empty.Overcome all hardships.relic.Color is empty.Empty is not different.Form is emptiness.Emptiness is form.Want to know that line, same is the case.relic.It is the empty phase of all dharmas.Immortal.Unstained and unclean.No increase or decrease.It is because of the air.

After waiting for a while, Cao Yong prepared nine sparrows according to the practice of beggar chickens.The long scent made Zhiran open his eyes, and looked at Cao Yong brightly: "Benefactor Cao, can you eat?"

Cao Yong smiled and asked: "Nine sparrows are odd numbers. The little monk breaks less rules and eats one less one?"

Zhiran's face was solemn, and he put his hands together: "Amitabha, the Buddha said, if I don't enter the territory, whoever enters the territory!" As he said, he had already picked up a sparrow, and started to move his hands.

Cao Yong couldn't help laughing out loud. After living two lifetimes, this is the only friend he has become a monk. He is not very old, but he is not an ordinary person.

On January 48th of the [-]th year of Kangxi, Cao Yong's filial piety period expired, he left Qingliang Temple and returned to Zhizaofu.

Seeking to be in the middle, Hui Xin and An Xiang were released to get married two years ago, but now Zi Jing brings two little maids to look after the house.Zijing had vowed not to marry before the old lady was alive. After the old lady passed away, Cao Yong saw that she was unwilling to marry and had no relatives outside the mansion, so she arranged for her to live alone.Cao Yong felt a little uncomfortable about Hui Xin's willingness to marry someone who was the concierge's son in the mansion. Although he didn't have the idea of ​​building a stud harem, the heart of the close servant girl was not on his little master, which somewhat hurt his self-esteem.

On the eighth day of February in the 48th year of Kangxi, Cao Yin was alone in the study, raising his pen to write, and Cao Yin, the envoy of Jiangning Weaving and General Administration, played:

Regards St. Ann.

Chen Fu heard that the holy body is safe, and he comforted the hope of millions of people. All the subjects danced with joy and celebrated without boundaries.

Furthermore, Liang Jiugong passed on the decree, Fu Meng's holy edict was earnest, and the ministers obeyed it.

The minister has a son who will be sent to Beijing as an official this year.Xing said this, all thanks to the mighty grace of the Lord, I am deeply moved and weep.But the minister was on a mission and did not dare to get away. With his head under the mud, he could only look up at the sky and cloud, caress his heart passionately, and thank the emperor for his kindness.

At present, the rain in Jiangnan and Yangzhou is evenly distributed, the vegetables and wheat are growing, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. However, the price of rice is a little expensive in the New Year, ranging from one to two to three yuan per stone. flat.I would like to present the records of the first month of sunshine and rain in Jiangning and Yangzhou to the imperial court, and I will learn from them.

(End of this chapter)