I have many teachers

Chapter 79
The big locust tree had lost all its leaves, and it looked a bit bleak and bare.

And the familiar figure was nowhere to be seen under the tree.

Wang Anfeng carried the guqin on his shoulders. He called several times but did not hear the familiar response. He felt a little uneasy, pursed his lips, and finally said softly:

"Teacher, An Feng is rude."

Stretching out his sleeves, he slowly pushed open the half-hidden wooden door.

There was a soft creaking sound, and the cold winter sun flowed into the room along the crack. Everything in the room was familiar, except for the wife who was wearing a long gown and had a warm smile.

On the wooden table where he tried to teach Wang An's organ skills and taught him the truth, there was a lonely letter. He took off the qin, but suddenly realized that he didn't need to put the qin down again.

There was a slight pause in the palm of the hand, a moment of silence, and the guqin was still carefully placed horizontally.

hum-

When the body of the qin touched the wooden table, the strings vibrated, making a deep sound, which echoed in the empty room, which was quite ear-piercing.

The young man raised his hand to touch the strings of the zither, stopped the vibration, and looked at the letter, but his mind was absent and he was thinking wildly.

Mr. Jiang must be very rich.

The young man laughed softly.

Otherwise, why is the house you bought so big?
Empty, what a waste.

Stretching out his hands to fetch the letter, Wang Anfeng was silent for a while, opened the envelope, carefully placed it on the table with the handwriting facing up, and then opened the letter paper.

"Zhanxinjia."

"When Feng'er opened this letter, the teacher should have left Wangxian County."

"The world is so vast that it is inexhaustible. Some of them may have talents like you, but none of them have met you. Although the power of one person to be a teacher is small, he also knows that it depends on man's efforts. One person can read more books and understand many truths. After a hundred years, it may be possible. It is a family of scholars who can open up a lot of people's wisdom."

"I, a Confucian sage, said that if one cultivates one's morals and regulates one's family, governs the country and the world, the Confucian scholars of later generations devote themselves to entering the temple. This is fallacy, and Feng'er must not learn from it."

"In the days of the sage, the world was in chaos and the princes were separated. Only with the power of a country can we clear the obstacles and educate the world."

"Now that the country is settled, it is time to inspire wisdom in the world, not to play tricks on the court. To be a teacher in this life, you may be a car with your arms, you may be overwhelmed, you may have nothing, and perhaps no one in future generations will remember a man named Jiang. Shouyi's scholar..."

The handwriting is slightly paused. For a Confucian scholar who studied since childhood, the fame after death is not inferior to the difficulty of life and death.

The boy looked down and saw the teacher's free and easy answer.

"Even so, so what?"

"Thousands of years ago, what kind of Confucian school was there in the world?"

"Only reason and people's hearts are endless."

"I said this as a teacher, not to excuse myself. It was my fault to leave you. I knew I had to leave, but I accepted you as an apprentice. I added more mistakes to my mistakes. But the teacher is also an ordinary person. I am glad to see you." Don’t be self-defeating, you are so talented, all the principles I have learned have actually been passed on to you, and all of them belong to you, but you only need to store, keep, and benevolent.”

"In the future, you can work in Great Liang by yourself, or you can go out and have a look. The teacher hopes you can go out and have a look, but the choice is yours."

"In my study, there is a map keepsake. I have chosen five schools, each with its own strengths. If you like the tranquility of this village, let them remain closed. If you want to, go to study... Learn from others Learning, you don’t have to learn how to handle things, you have to see with your eyes, judge with your knowledge, and decide your own direction, but be cautious and don’t be fooled by your own obsession.”

"There are already so many Confucian scholars, sages, and Jiang Shouyi in the world, but from ancient times to the present, and when the world is unified in the future, there is only one Wang Anfeng."

"Wang Anfeng, just be Wang Anfeng."

"Master, Jiang Shouyi stay here."

After the boy finished reading, his eyes were slightly closed, and he stood there for a long time.

I don't know how long it has passed, Wang Anfeng's quiet expression fluctuated. He folded the letter, carefully put it in the envelope, put it in his arms, and walked slowly towards Jiang Shouyi's study behind him. He stretched out his hand. After hesitating, he gently placed it on the door, fell silent, and pushed the wooden door open.

With a soft creaking sound, the young man stepped into the Master's study room, which was very plain, with a folded map and five letters on the table.Looking at the five letters, Wang Anfeng knew what Jiang Shouyi needed to pay.

On this day, Wang Anfeng brewed two cups of tea as usual.

Pedestrians walked by, shaking their heads.

"Sir, the sound of the piano is still so nice."

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"You want to leave……"

As expected, Li Qidao looked at the calm young man in front of him, grinned, and said:

"Today is the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, how long have you thought about it?"

"Three days."

The old man didn't say anything, he drank a jug of dirty wine with the flagon, smashed his mouth, and said casually:
"If you want to go, go, since you are going to study, I can't stop you."

"You have achieved some success in martial arts, and you are not a fool who causes trouble. You should go out. It seems that when you were your age, the old man had already traveled thousands of miles. There was no such thing, and I planned to let you go out next year. break."

"Nested in a small mountain village, the old man wouldn't believe you if you could become a big success. After you left, boy, the old man also just went out to exercise and find old friends from the past to drink."

Fu raised the jug again to pour wine into his mouth, but found that it was empty, frowned, cursed a few words in a low voice, and put the jug on the table casually, saying:
"when are we leaving?"

Wang Anfeng was silent for a while, slightly closed his eyes, and said softly:

"After the first month."

The old man smiled and said, "Yes, during this time, practice hard!"

"After you go out, remember to collect the world's famous wine for the old man!"

The boy nodded, smiled, and said:
"affim!"

Compared with Li Bo's who had been prepared for a long time, the masters at Shaolin Temple had a different reaction.

Yuan Ci and Wu Changqing didn't have any objections, the latter even looked forward to the young man going to those big cities to get the strange medicinal materials that were difficult to collect in Daliang Village.

And Mr. Win...

From New Year's Eve till now, Wang Anfeng rarely saw each other for five days, but today he rarely showed up.

She was dressed in the same blue shirt, as if returning from the cold wind, with a chill all over her face.

"I disagree."

PS: The cover is still modified and turned into a pure landscape painting, which can be seen on the PC, but it doesn’t seem to work on the APP. Is it the background delay... I don’t know.

This volume was renamed——Three Years of Penance · Daliang Village. It is not good to have too many chapters in one volume, so I split it up.
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