MTL - Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years-Chapter 183 Sir, Pindao also has a question today

   Chapter 183 Mr. Pindao also has a question today

   "You... what do you want to do!?"

   Deacon Zhao asked with a change in his face.

   Yin Xue stepped forward without a word, and the sword intent instantly pressed against the two of them.

  Puff.

   Deacon Fang and Deacon Zhao fell to the ground with their knees weak.

  This attic was built facing the river and the bridge, and they are now standing not far from the river.

  Yin Xue swept away, grabbed their collars, and headed towards the river.

   "You two, gather some virtue in your mouth next time!"

   She snorted coldly and threw them into the river with a forceful toss.

   "Plop" sound of falling water, accompanied by splashes of water.

   "Help! Help—"

   Deacon Fang and Deacon Zhao fluttered in the water, shouting with difficulty.

   They all came from aristocratic families. When they grew up, they did some management and worked in this academy. They never learned to swim at all.

   "What happened? I think I heard someone calling for help."

   "Look! Isn't that Deacon Fang? Why did he fall into the water?"

   "Oops, go and call someone to save them!"

   "Brother Cao, slow down, this person is usually the most mean, we don't need to work for him."

  “…”

  The students in Zhaoming Academy gradually discovered their falling into the water, and went forward while discussing.

   But the speed of organizing the rescue was a little slow.

   After a long time, Deacon Fang and Deacon Zhao choked on the water before being carried up by the crowd.

   "Fang Pi, what happened?"

  A young man in brocade, surrounded by several people, appeared on the river bank and asked.

When Deacon Fang saw it, he hurriedly stood up, spit out a big mouthful of water, and said, "Young Master Fang, please help! Haven't you been short of a groom recently? After a little thought, I went to find Zeng Xiaoniu from Ting Ziyuan."

   "With both wages and a long-term company with the son, where can I find such a beautiful businessman. But who knew that Zeng Xiaoniu didn't appreciate it at all, and instead slandered the son's reputation, but he was stingy..."

   He described the matter with gusto.

   It turns out that this young master in Jinyi is the young master of the Fang family, named Fang Yang.

   After Deacon Fang finished speaking, the crowd surrounding him shouted in indignation, asking Mr. Fang to come forward and teach Zeng Xiaoniu and others a good lesson.

   But they turned their heads and saw that the group of people in front of the attic had long since disappeared.

   Fang Yang's face was gloomy.

   If this person dares to beat Deacon Fang, he is hitting him in the face; hitting him in the face is not giving him face to the Fang family!

   "Fang Pi, send someone to check where they are now, and bring someone to chase after me!"

   After he finished speaking, he swung his sleeves and led the crowd into the attic.

  …

   Northwest corner of the academy, a remote courtyard.

   "Qing Hui Daoist, this is the T-shaped courtyard. It is a bit crude, but the academy can give us poor students a place to live, which is already kind."

  Zeng Xiaoniu rubbed his hands together and introduced.

   Zhang Ming nodded and looked around with everyone.

  The walls of this yard have been damaged, and the total area is about 100 square meters. A bookstore and two rooms are built. It seems that they go to class and sleep here.

   Turning, Zeng Xiaoniu seemed to remember something, and reminded again: "Qinghui Daoist, we really don't have to leave Zhaoming Academy, should we continue to stroll?"

   He was a little worried that the deacon would return.

   "If Pindao leaves, the Fang family and the Zhao family will come back, what will you do?"

   Zhang Ming glanced at him and smiled.

Zeng Xiaoniu was a little embarrassed and said: "I am a poor student, one has no money, two has no power, no matter what, I am a student of the academy. it is good."

   He was still a little worried that Zhang Ming had demolished the academy.

   "Hehe, the troubles of the poor are all over the world, and this one is not bad, they come as soon as they come!"

   Zhang Ming said indifferently.

   After all, the famous and surnamed forces of the Great Jin Dynasty are about to be offended by themselves.

   Just in the county seat of Dongling County, there are four forces of Wang, Liu, Su, and Shen, and this is not even counting the county governor.

   "Well, Daoist Master Qing Hui, there are seven students in this T-shaped courtyard including me, all of whom are taught by Li Mi. He is also from a poor family and has been teaching in the academy."

   Zeng Xiaoniu continued, "Actually, if it wasn't for Li Jiaoxi's hard work for so many years, even if we poor students entered Zhaoming Academy, they would not be welcomed."

   The teacher of the poor family teaches the poor family.

  The teacher of the family teaches the family.

   Over the years, unspoken rules have been formed in the academy. Two kinds of people, two kinds of life, like a clear line.

   "Is Teacher Li Mi here, lead me to see you."

   Zhang Ming was a little curious and said.

   "Should be there, his old man rarely goes out."

   Zeng Xiaoniu said, and led Zhang Ming and the three to the back of the book house, only to see that there was still a grass house here.

   "I didn't pay attention just now. Pindao thought it was a grassy room full of sundries. Li taught him..."

   Zhang Ming asked with a slight frown.

Zeng Xiaoniu's face showed a rare expression of heartache and admiration, and whispered: "Teacher Li Mi usually lives in this grass hut, and the book hall and two pavilions in front are for us. We also persuaded him, but it's a pity …”

   This teacher is willing to give the best conditions to the students, and he himself prefers to live in a grass hut.

   "It seems that the poor way is narrow. The world is not necessarily the same as Confucianism and Taoism, and the noble family and the poor family are also different."

   Zhang Ming only felt that his cognition had opened a corner, and there was a faint light shining in from outside.

   "Is the calf here?"

   The people inside heard the movement and said hoarsely.

   Zeng Xiaoniu hurriedly bowed at the entrance of the grass house and said, "Yes, student Zeng Xiaoniu, I brought a distinguished guest to see you today. I wonder if the teacher is free at this time?"

   His attitude was even more respectful than Zhang Ming.

   Even if the people inside said that he was not free today, Zeng Xiaoniu would probably turn around and persuade Zhang Ming to leave.

   This made Zhang Ming even more curious.

   "Pin Dao Zhuoguang Mountain Lingshu Guan Qinghui, I heard the name of Mr., I came to visit, and I hope to see you!"

   He took the initiative to speak.

   "Zhuoguang Mountain, Lingshu View..."

   The people inside fell silent all of a sudden, and it took a long time to say in a hoarse voice: "The grass hut is simple and can't stand. Xiao Niu, you lead the priest to the library."

   Zeng Xiaoniu responded quickly: "Yes! Daoist Qing Hui, please wait in the book hall for a while."

   Everyone turned back to the book hall, Zeng Xiaoniu poured a glass of boiled water, and then waited quietly.

   Soon, footsteps sounded, and a thin old man in a gray robe appeared at the door. His cheeks were so thin that his cheekbones were exposed, his lips were flat, and he frowned.

   However, his eyes were very clear.

   "Qing Hui Daoist, please forgive Li for being negligent."

   He coughed, bowed politely, and sat down in front of the crowd. Zeng Xiaoniu quickly handed over the water.

   "Sir, you're very polite, Pindao and Xiaoniu are also first acquaintances. I heard him talk about your character and knowledge, and I admire you very much, so I was curious and took the liberty to interrupt."

   Zhang Ming exchanged a few words with him.

  Li Mi sighed slightly: "Zhuoguang Mountain, Lingshu Guan... I haven't heard of this name for a long time."

   There was a reminiscence in his tone.

   Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment and asked, "Could it be that Mr. has had any entanglement with my Lingshu Guan before?"

   "Hehe, it's not really a tangle."

  Li Mi took a sip of the water on the table, her lips were plump, and said, "Just over two years ago, a Taoist who called himself Zhuoguangshan Lingshuguan visited."

   He looked Zhang Ming up and down.

   "He is also like you, blue robe, humble. But he is also different from you. There is a kind of light in his eyes, which is the light that wants to change the world and reshape the order."

   These words shocked Zhang Ming.

   "What did you say, my master ever came?"

   he asked in disbelief.

   You must know that he came to Zhaoming Academy for a visit this time, because he was here for his pleasure, and at the same time, it was to understand the situation of this world academy and the Confucian lineage.

   However, I didn't expect that by mistake, Master Tai Xuzi had come here.

  Li Mi nodded, wrinkles opened, and smiled: "Yes, he calls himself Lingshu Guan Taixuzi."

   Zhang Ming clenched his hands, that's right.

   "Since it is Master's old acquaintance, the poor Taoist should treat him as an elder. I don't know why Master came that day?"

   He bowed again and saluted.

  Li Mi shook his head and said, "It's just a one-sided relationship. It's not an old acquaintance. It's been a long time, and I can't remember it clearly. All I remember is that he came to ask a question."

   The skinny old man seemed to be caught in a memory.

   Zhang Ming touched the scene and asked softly, a little nervously, "Master... What did he ask?"

  Li Mi opened her clear eyes and said with a smile: "He asked what if a tree is rotten, what should I do?"

   Zhang Ming couldn't help but glance at Guo Xiang, Yin Xue and Zeng Xiaoniu, what's the problem? It's a little weird.

   "Poor Daoist doesn't understand, please enlighten me."

   he asked respectfully.

  Li Mi shook his head and said, "At the beginning, I didn't understand either. However, he didn't look at the old man when he asked, but looked out the window."

   He pointed to the dilapidated edge of the window on the right, "Here, there used to be a locust tree outside."

   "I remember very clearly that he only looked at the old man after he asked. So, what he asked was not the old man, nor the tree, but the sky outside the tree."

  Li Mi said, dragging everyone into the years two years ago, and they seemed to see Taixuzi in front of them.

   He just stood in front of the window, perhaps with his hands on his back, looking at the sky outside, and asked softly, "What should I do if a tree rots?"

   Zhang Ming's palm trembled slightly, he only felt that he was really close to his master at this moment.

   "Sir, how did you answer?"

   He asked softly like Tai Xuzi.

   Li Mi smiled wistfully: "How can I answer, hehe, like everyone would say. I remember saying that the trees are rotten, so just cut them down and replant them."

   "But then he laughed, as if he had found the answer. He said, yes, since it's rotten, just cut it down and plant it again, there will always be new trees."

   Having said that, he stopped to drink water.

   Zhang Ming asked subconsciously, "Then what?"

"Then?"

  Li Mi raised his head, looked out the window and said, "Then he ran out and chopped down the old man's locust tree."

   Zhang Ming: "???"

   Li Mi smiled and said, "I asked him at the time, if you want to plant a tree by yourself, what do you do with this old man's tree? This locust tree is just an adult, it's not rotten!"

   Several people were also puzzled.

   "In the end, he said, huh, I haven't cut down a tree before, so I'll try my strength too, in case it's too hard."

  Li Mi shook his head and laughed, time is fleeting.

   Zhang Ming was a little speechless, how could he still not be able to correct his mischievous problems when Master is so old.

"and then?"

   he continued to ask.

   Li Mi groped for the teacup and sighed, "Then he left, took the locust tree, and never came back."

   Zhang Ming was silent.

   What Master wanted to ask was definitely not what to do if the tree rotted, and what Master wanted to do was definitely not to cut down the locust tree.

   "I heard about what happened later, and I haven't mentioned it to others over the years. Lingshu Guan Taixuzi passed through three counties, seven cities and ten mansions, and defeated Saint Haoran..."

  Li Mi sat upright and said as if facing the sacred, "The family is shocked, Confucianism and Taoism have declined!"

  It turned out that he was a witness to this event. Although he never saw it with his own eyes, he also watched from a distance.

   Zhang Ming murmured: "Yes, what Master wants to ask is not what to do if the tree rots, but what to do if the family of the Great Jin Dynasty has rotted?"

   "Confucianism, Taoism, and academies have always been controlled by aristocratic families, and they are the guarantee of their long-term prosperity. They are constantly sending blood to the court and the military."

   "If Confucianism is not defeated, then the aristocratic family will not fall! The people of the world and the students of the poor family will never be able to succeed!"

   He said softly, as if it was the first time he knew his master, and everyone around him was stunned.

   So Tai Xuzi is such a person?

  Li Mi shook his head and said, "I don't think it's all about the aristocratic family and Confucianism. The light in his eyes still shocks me through the years."

  He lowered his head, as if he dared not face the person who had left in front of the window edge, guessing: "What he wants to change is not the tree, not the family, maybe the world."

   Zhang Ming froze on the spot.

   In my mind, it was like a thunderbolt fell from the blue.

   "Maybe what Master wants to change is the world?"

   He was a little unbelievable, "Master, after I crossed the road, I often told you some stories about middle school two. Did the world where everyone is equal and everyone is like a dragon infected you, and made you run down the mountain to change the world?"

   At this moment, he was really stunned.

   When talking about chess players, fishing and bait, could it be that you are the culprit of everything?

   "Sir, do you know what happened after my master debated with Saint Haoran?"

   he asked suddenly.

   At this moment, he began to doubt everything, regained awareness and doubts.

   This includes the cause of Master's death!

   Did he really die?

   However, Li Mi shook his head slightly and said, "No, since then, there has been no news."

  Zhang Ming was a little disappointed and asked, "Then have you heard about the recent events at Zhuoguangshan Lingshu Temple?"

  Li Mi shook his head again and said, "Xiao Niu knows that this old man studies behind closed doors and rarely goes out. The affairs of this world are managed by the world, and it has nothing to do with this old man."

   There was a late sigh in his hoarse tone.

   This man is old, so there is no need to worry.

   After all, the friends who were still there, and the friends who were still acquainted, disappeared one by one like Tai Xuzi.

   "Thank you sir for telling the tutor!"

   Zhang Ming got up and said respectfully.

  Li Mi waved his hand, indicating that this is nothing.

   But Zhang Ming still maintained his salute posture and asked, "Sir, Pindao also has a question today."

  Li Mi's hand holding the teacup shook slightly.

   Zeng Xiaoniu, Guo Xiang, and Yin Xue also looked over curiously. In the past, Daoist Taixuzi asked about the locust tree here. What does Daoist Qing Hui imitate his teacher today?

   "But it's okay to ask."

   "Dare to ask Mr., since the locust tree outside the window has been cut down, Pindao wants to plant a new tree, how should I plant it?"

   (end of this chapter)