[Yi Tian] It's not easy to be famous and decent

When Song Yuanqiao heard the news and rushed back to the Zhaitang, Song Qingshu had already changed into a suit of clothes and was sitting at the table staring at his sword intently, looking a little dazed and at a loss.Song Yuanqiao was slightly taken aback, because he didn't know how long it had been since he had seen Aiko's expression of loneliness, so he couldn't help but soften his voice: "Qingshu..."

Song Qingshu came back to his senses in an instant, and immediately stood up with a smile on his face as if nothing had happened, and replied, "Daddy."

Song Yuanqiao sighed softly, stepped forward and said: "Qingquan, you came to see us just now..." He pressed Song Qingshu's shoulder, his lips squirmed for a long time, but he couldn't utter a single word.

There is no need to say more if there is this sentence left, Song Qingshu lowered his head and smiled, but the smile was faintly heavy. "My child has checked his inner breath..." He turned his head and stared blankly at the gossip on the wall, seemingly recalling and feeling emotional, and said after a long time: "At that time, I knew something was wrong with that sword... I thought... never I still think it’s a fluke.”

"Qing Shu, the damage to Qi Sea doesn't mean that you can't practice martial arts in the future." Song Yuanqiao pondered for a long time and could only utter this sentence with difficulty.

"What Daddy said is true." Song Qingshu smiled slightly and echoed. Both father and son understood that if the internal strength is not good at boxing and kicking, no matter how good they are, it's nothing more than fancy boxing and embroidering legs. "Even if I don't succeed in learning martial arts, I can still go to the No. [-] Scholar Examination. It will also glorify my Wudang family. Don't worry, Dad." It seemed that the latter sentence not only failed to make the atmosphere more relaxed, but was a vent. Song Qingshu didn't tell Song Yuanqiao. Changing the subject when there was a chance to speak, "Can Daddy, Taishifu and the senior uncles come to a conclusion about what happened yesterday?"

"Except for your third uncle's matter, the imperial court has never revealed any flaws in these years, and all we can do now is to be cautious." Song Yuanqiao didn't know that Song Qingshu didn't want to mention this matter again because he didn't want him to worry, so he followed up and brought up Zhang Sanfeng today It can be said to be a decision made by God. "Since the Yellow River flooded in February, my Wudang has taken in many disaster victims one after another. Your Grand Master means to entrust this matter to you."

"Leave it to me?" Song Qingshu asked in surprise.

"Yes." Song Yuanqiao was familiar with Wudang's general affairs and talked about these disaster victims in a straightforward manner. "The total number of these victims is about 3. Since the beginning of spring, Wudang has provided a lot of money and food relief and organized the victims to reclaim wasteland, but manpower and material resources are limited. Daddy is not sure whether these [-] people can survive this year safely. .”

"So Grand Master wants me to try my best to let as many people as possible survive?" Song Qingshu said clearly.

"If there are Wudang who can take them in, it is their duty to help them find a way out even if they are unable to do so." Song Yuanqiao sighed softly, although he said so, he really didn't have much confidence in his heart.Since the flooding of the Yellow River, there are still victims fleeing all the way to Wudang from time to time. Wudang has a great family, but it is not as good as Shaolin's century-old heritage. There is not much money and food, and these days are spent. The next year's grain should be taken out to supply the victims.Regardless of whether the tenants under the name of Wudang agree or not, if they eat the grain, what will happen next year? "I've told Manager Lu Minlu to help you with the disaster victims. If you want money, you can come to Dad."

Song Qingshu felt dizzy when he thought about relocating more than [-] people this winter. These disaster victims included men and women, old and young, sick and injured. Men and women had to be separated, old and young had to be cared for, and injuries had to be treated. If it is not cured, there will be a funeral.These people have to eat, dress, and sleep every day, and they have to find things to do so as not to cause trouble.In the spring of the coming year, we will organize them to continue land reclamation, distribute crops and equip equipment, and help them find another way to make a living if the wasteland is not enough... Song Qingshu immediately said: "Daddy, I will go down the mountain tomorrow."

Song Yuanqiao originally wanted to stay with Song Qingshu to rest for a few more days, but after thinking about it again, his external injuries have long been fine. As for the internal injuries, there is no big difference between resting for a few days or a few years in this situation. It is better to let him go down the mountain and follow Lu Min to deal with it For the disaster victims, no matter how much he can do, it is worse than him thinking about doing nothing every day, and after a few careful instructions, he agreed.

With this arrangement, Song Qingshu packed his simple luggage and hurried down the mountain the next morning.All the disciples of Wudang sect didn't know why Song Qingshu went down the mountain, but they knew that Ye Qingquan complained to his grand master yesterday about Song Qingshu's matter, and they immediately looked at Feng Mozhi with unfriendly eyes.Feng Mozhi felt a little guilty yesterday for speaking out about the damage to Song Qingshu's Qihai on the spur of the moment, but when everyone looked at him with reproachful or angry eyes, he immediately turned this guilt into something that made people feel angry. I wish I could beat him up for his arrogance.When he heard his senior brother Fang Zhenwu also persuade him to make amends to Song Qingshu, he sneered and retorted: "Sooner or later he will know about this matter, the sooner he knows, the sooner he will make plans for the future, it's not me who hurt his sea of ​​anger If you can't learn martial arts, why not pay?"

When Feng Mozhi said this, the morning class had just ended and all the disciples hadn't dispersed yet. As soon as his words fell, Ye Qingquan turned green with anger and yelled, "You're still gloating!" Qingquan took the lead and surrounded him with seven or eight Wudang disciples who had made good friends with Song Qingshu.

It was the first time for Wudang to fight in groups in the Hall of Zhenwu. It took a long time for Wudang's second-generation disciples to come to their senses and come forward to stop the fight. Among them, some of them had a good personal relationship with Song Qingshu and took advantage of the chaos to fight Taipingquan.It wasn't until the clever disciple invited Mo Shenggu, who led the disciples to the morning class today, that the dispute was quelled.Mo Shenggu looked at the dozen or so disheveled disciples with bruised noses and swollen faces and laughed angrily, and said in a hateful voice: "Good! Good! Good! It turns out that the purpose of joining my Wudang sect is to let you fight and quarrel with each other!"

All the disciples know that among the Wudang heroes, Mo Shenggu is the most stern and stern, and the best way to commit a crime against him is to plead guilty directly, if he tries to quibble, he will only be punished more severely.At this time, seeing that he was moved, everyone was really angry and dared not say more, but knelt down in desperation and pleaded guilty in unison.Only Ye Qingquan didn't know much about Mo Shenggu when he first entered Wudang, so he immediately shouted: "Uncle Qi, don't blame us for this matter! It's Feng Mo's harsh words, we can't see it or hear it!"

Before Mo Shenggu came, he had already asked his disciples what happened. Although he was also annoyed at Feng Mo's unrestrained speech, it was not the reason for the disciples to fight. "Let me ask you, who remembers the first precept of my Wudang sect?"

"People who practice martial arts have martial arts and virtue; help the world and help the dangers, get rid of greed and abstinence; keep benevolence and forgiveness in their hearts, and serve the country and the people." All the disciples said in unison.

"Did you do it?" Mo Shenggu asked again.

All the disciples dare not answer.

"Today's matter, everyone will be punished five times, and they will be fined to copy the door rules ten times." Mo Shenggu directly punished them without talking to them, and went to Feng Mozhi, who was the most injured, and ordered, "you and I'll come." Mo Shenggu took Feng Mozhi to Prince Slope, and kicked him down the waterfall without waiting for Feng Mozhi to speak. "Draw out your sword and practice the thirteen Wudang sword techniques under the waterfall."

Feng Mozhi was taken aback when he heard that this was originally Song Qingshu's homework, but his uncle had ordered him to draw his sword and start practicing.The waterfall on Wudang Taizipo is a dry waterfall, which can only be formed during the rainy season every year, and there is no such scene in the rest of the time.At this time, the rainy season is nearing the end, and the water potential of the waterfall is not very large.But even so, Feng Mozhi's hands and feet became sore after only half an hour of practice. If he continued to practice, he might be washed away by the waterfall and die.Seeing Feng Mozhi climbing up to the shore out of breath, Mo Shenggu never kicked him down the waterfall to force him to finish training for two hours like he did to Song Qingshu. He only asked in a low voice, "How is it?"

Feng Mozhi's whole body was drenched, and he opened his mouth like a fish out of water to gasp desperately. He already had a faint understanding of Mo Shenggu's intentions in his heart, and he couldn't answer for a while.

Mo Shenggu never expected Feng Mozhi's answer, he just said: "Qingshu has to practice for two hours a day, if you change places with him, so what if all the hard work of the past ten years will be in vain? Feng Mo In other words, why did you come under my Wudang sect? Could it be to make you brave, bully the weak, and hurt others, but others can't do anything to you?" Feng Mozhi couldn't answer half a sentence, and neither could Mo Shenggu. He needed Feng Mozhi's answer, so he walked away after speaking.

Song Qingshu, who was at the center of the conversation between the two, was flipping through the ledger twitchingly at this moment, supplying more than 1 people with food and drink every day, and the amount of money spent was by no means a small amount.There are still a few months before winter will come. In addition to providing them with food and drink, at least winter clothes, quilts and other things must be purchased. Thousands of thoughts and words can be summed up in one word-money!And now there are less than [-] taels left on Wudang's books.Song Qingshu tapped his fingers on the table and said to Lu Min, "It's July now, if we wait two more months for the harvest of autumn grain..."

Before Song Qingshu finished speaking, Lu Min interrupted him and said directly: "That's not enough! What's more, the current food storage can't last for two months." Thinking of the desperation of the past few months, Lu Min was even more depressed and babbled He brought up the topic he had talked to Song Yuanqiao no less than a hundred times. "The tenants under my Wudang name have always paid one out of ten for the grain, and the other landlords in Central Hubei have at least two out of five, and there are more..."

Song Qingshu helplessly raised his hand to prevent Lu Min from continuing, and said softly, "It's not easy for farmers to farm, so how can they survive if taxation is too heavy? There is no need to mention this matter again, and this is not the way to increase income and reduce expenditure."

Lu Min's eyebrows twitched when he heard Song Qingshu mention the words "open source and reduce expenditure". He has been with Song Yuanqiao for many years, but Song Yuanqiao has never thought of it. "Shaolin's centuries-old experience has always been to lend money to merchants for business. Why doesn't Song Shaoxia follow suit?"

"In recent years, rebels have been everywhere and disasters have continued. The merchants are afraid that they will lose more and make less profit." Song Qingshu frowned.

Lu Min chuckled, and said in a low voice: "I hope they will lose money, and Song Shaoxia forgot about the shop in their hands? If you take it back, it will not only be a big fortune to run the resale business yourself."

"How is this different from seeking wealth and murdering one's life? It's inappropriate!" Song Qingshu categorically rejected it.

Lu Min seemed to be tired of Song Qingshu's hypocrisy, and said in a hurry: "Shaolin relies on this method to build a century-old foundation, and even the imperial court can't touch him! In times of famine, Shaolin donates clothes and dispenses medicine every year. Don't you praise Shaolin Renyi?"

"I don't want such 'benevolence and righteousness' for fame and reputation." Song Qingshu raised his eyes and looked at Lu Min and said every word, "If Guanshi Lu admires Shaolin, it would be easy for me to ask my father to write a letter to recommend you to Shaolin. The road to Qingyun!"

Unexpectedly, when Lu Min heard the words, he suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu paled in shock, and hurriedly reached out to help Lu Min. "What's the meaning of this, Mr. Lu?"

Lu Min didn't want to get up, he just said: "My Lu family borrowed Shaolin's silver taels back then, and as a result, the shop was robbed and the family was ruined. Originally, the business was willing to suffer, and I can't blame Shaolin. It's just that my Lu family's business is in Kaifeng. A bit of a bad name, the villain's mother believes that Buddhism goes to Shaolin every year to offer pilgrimage, and she never dares to neglect offering gifts in four seasons. Then the silver loaned by Shaolin to the Lu family would have been enshrined by the Lu family? If it hadn't caught up Two batches of goods were lost in the flood, and it will not be difficult for a while. Unexpectedly, the Shaolin monk turned his face and refused to recognize anyone, and immediately forced my family to pay back the debt. He vomited blood and died of the villain’s mother. After seeing the statue of Avalokitesvara, he said: "The Lu family will never believe in Buddhism for generations!" The last sentence was really bloody and tearful, and Song Qingshu was terrified. "My Lu family was born in a merchant family, and I know that what Lu Buwei said is the most reasonable. Working hard, the benefits are ten times; jewels and jade are priceless, and the benefits are a hundred times; the benefits of seeking the country are endless. Song Daxia is familiar with poetry and books, and business is cheap. The villain dared not mention it, but Song Shaoxia thought of increasing income and reducing expenditure, so the villain dared to say: business is the only way to solve this matter!"

"Work hard to stand up, and its benefits are ten times; jewels and jade are priceless, and their benefits are a hundred times..." Song Qingshu closed his eyes and repeated Lu Min's words in a low voice, and suddenly said, "Mr. According to your words, I will compete with Shaolin to quell your hatred of destroying your family."

"The villain only hopes that Wudang will rise to the sky, and Shaolin should be cautious about cheating and abducting in the future." Lu Min said calmly, "If Song Shaoxia is willing to do business, the villain will do his best to help; if he is not willing, the villain will advise Song Shaoxia, Send those disaster victims away as soon as possible before the food runs out, and don't ruin Wudang's foundation for the word 'benevolence and righteousness'."

Song Qingshu didn't hesitate for too long and said: "A great chivalrous man is for the country and the people. If I can support these [-] people, my Wudang face and Song Qingshu's face are not so precious! Why did Mr. Lu teach me?"

After sending Lu Min away, Song Qingshu sat alone in the room and meditated, then suddenly shook his head and sneered a moment later.At this moment, he actually thought of his name in the Jianghu in his last life—Yumian Mengchang.Wudang lived frugally and ate the fame he had piled up for him with white money. He has been generous for many years in the rivers and lakes. At that time, Uncle Qi secretly reminded him to be frugal, but he never listened to it. He only regarded it as charity and money Fang is a hero.Now that he thinks about the hero, Gou Xiong has already come to a conclusion, but before that, most people would think he was taken advantage of, right?

The author has something to say: Original Character: Wudang Steward Lu Min

Speech: Buddhism and Taoism competed with the imperial court for profit, and the private acquisition of land could not be eradicated throughout the dynasties.This situation became more prominent and acute towards the end of a dynasty.This is just a brief mention of Spring and Autumn strokes, and the theme of this article is still martial arts.

Because I read some girls’ replies, which more or less represent the mainstream ideas of some novels that are currently popular in LJJ. Some words are a bit embarrassing, but since there are cats and girls’ long comments, I will not make a fool of myself. up.I just want to share a few stories here for many readers who may be dissatisfied with Qingshu's hypocrisy and brainlessness, and many readers who like Qingshu's generosity and heroism:

1. In 1282 A.D., Wen Tianxiang, who had been in prison for three years, was summoned by Kublai Khan. As the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, Kublai Khan persuaded him to surrender again, and promised that as long as he surrendered, he would be selected for gold, silver, official position and beautiful women.At this time, the Song Dynasty had been destroyed for a long time, and many people had surrendered long ago, all of them were promoted and made a fortune, including Wen Tianxiang's teacher Liu Mengyan, and Zhao Song's clan Zhao Mengfu.Even the Zhao family surrendered, and even the teacher whose status was equivalent to his father in ancient values ​​surrendered. Wen Tianxiang fought for the Song Dynasty to the last moment. It stands to reason that he could also surrender. He has done his best.However, he didn't, and was killed in the end. Before he died, he knelt down to the south, put his neck to death, and died calmly.Some people may think that he is a fool. When he was alive, the Southern Song court did not trust him much, but Kublai Khan promised him many benefits. Who is not afraid of death and who does not want to live?Houses, cars, tickets, beauties, rights, as long as he nods, how difficult is it? ——This is loyalty!

2. In 1658 A.D., Wu Zhaoqian was exiled to Ningguta for being implicated in a fraud case in the examination hall. His good friend Gu Zhenguan knew that he was wronged, and made up his mind to rescue him.However, the case was decided by Emperor Shunzhi himself. How easy is it to reverse the case?Gu Zhenguan did not give up, kept writing letters to Wu Zhaoqian to encourage him to have confidence, went to Ningguta to visit him tirelessly, and at the same time looked for ways around Beijing to ask for help. All expenses were paid by him.It wasn't until 1681 AD that Wu Zhaoqian finally redressed his wrongdoing and returned to Beijing. At this time, 23 years had passed since he was exiled.Maybe some people think that Gu Zhenguan is also a fool. After fighting for a friend for 23 years, what did he get in the end?Nothing more than a thank you friend.Friends, why don't you just find another one? ——This is righteousness!

3. In 227 B.C., Qin Shihuang's unification of the whole country approached the country of Yan. Prince Dan of Yan invited Jing Ke to assassinate the king of Qin in order to defend the motherland. Jing Ke went, but the assassination failed and he was killed himself.Maybe some people also think that Jing Ke is a big fool, he ran to die for the beauty gold that Yan Taizidan gave him, beauty gold, you have to live to enjoy it! ——This is Xia!

4. In 1144 AD, Lu You married his cousin Tang Wan. The couple had a very good relationship, which aroused the dissatisfaction of Lu You's mother, who forced Lu You and Tang Wan to divorce on the pretext that Tang Wan had no children for three years.In ancient times, mother's fate was too high, Lu You begged hard but couldn't make mother change her mind, and finally had to divorce his wife.Ten years later, the husband and wife who were separated from labor and Yan have both remarried and remarried respectively, but they unexpectedly met again during a play.The beloved woman is now someone else's wife, so Lu You was so depressed that he had to mention the poem "Phoenix Hairpin".In the second year, Tang Wan revisited his hometown and saw this poem, and couldn't help mentioning "The Hairpin Head Phoenix" later. Not long after returning, Tang Wan died of depression.Maybe some people think that Logan is also a fool, after ten years, he still can't let go of a scumbag who refuses to live well with his current husband, and finally depressed himself to death.Love, how can it be so great?Let's be realistic, we all have to go to work to earn money and study after waking up tomorrow! ——This is love!

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