Great Wei scholar

"Then I'm sorry, sir."

Xu Qingxiao replied.

"It's a small matter, but I have to wait until I look it up, and I'm not sure if I can really find it."

Zhou Ling smiled.

And soon, the woman who was sweeping the floor outside the door before, that is, Zhou Ling's wife, brought some hot dishes at this moment, and said with a smile on her face.

"My lord, I have made some side dishes, try them."

Zhou Ling's wife put the dishes on the table and invited Xu Qingxiao to dinner.

"No, no, this has already disturbed Mr. and Mrs., why bother Mrs. to cook for me, and don't call me an adult, just call me late at night."

Xu Qingxiao opened his mouth, and this adult who took one bite at a time couldn't bear it.

"It's okay, just have a simple meal, since I don't see you outside, I'll stay and eat."

The other party said with a smile.

Zhou Ling also nodded and said, "It's okay, it's just time to eat, let's chat while eating."

Since both of them said so.

Xu Qingxiao could only obey his orders.

Xu Qingxiao ate a meal for an hour, and most of the time he was still listening to Zhou Ling talking about Confucianism and Taoism.

Zhou Ling is a scholar, so he naturally understands Confucianism and Taoism, but Zhou Ling doesn't know anything that is too deep, and this is within the scope of understanding.

They chatted until Youshi, even though Zhou Ling and his wife still dragged him to eat, Xu Qingxiao didn't have the guts to do so.

How long have I known him, so I feel a little sorry for having two meals.

When parting.

Zhou Ling took dozens of books from the study, and handed them to Xu Qingxiao in a thick stack.

"Little friend Qingxiao, these are some works of great Confucianism. If you look carefully and try to understand them, you may be able to gather your talents and gain access to them. Even if you don't, reading more books on weekdays is also a good thing for self-cultivation."

"Don't be in a hurry to pay me back, I'll talk about it after reading it."

Zhou Ling is a person who loves reading. Seeing that Xu Qingxiao is interested in reading now, he naturally has a good impression of him. He prepares a collection of books and lends them to Xu Qingxiao.

"Thank you sir."

Xu Qingxiao took these books and said gratefully.

"It's okay, I'm a scholar, and I have the obligation to preach and teach. If one day, Qingxiao can become a real scholar, it will be a good thing for me."

Zhou Ling smiled.

Although these words were polite, they also made sense. As a master, he preached and received his vocation. If one day, some of his disciples became scholars, he could also gain literary spirit.

If someone can become a great Confucian, it will be of great benefit to him, of course, the probability of this is very low.

Xu Qingxiao said goodbye to Zhou Ling.

My heart is full of gratitude.

The people in the county are very nice, kind and simple.

Bringing the books, Xu Qingxiao walked home.

After watching Xu Qingxiao leave.

Zhou Ling's wife came up and said.

"He's not bad, he's very polite, unlike other officials, he's very airy."

"Maybe I can really become a scholar in the future."

She praised Xu Qingxiao and said.

"Well, there are very few motivated young people like this in the county these days."

"However, whether one can become a scholar still depends on one's savvy. How can a person be as good as a husband?"

Zhou Ling believed himself.

"Look how proud you are. You haven't even entered the rank yet, and you still think you are excellent. Maybe someone else will enter the rank tomorrow."

Zhou Ling's wife laughed and cursed.

"Tomorrow's entry? My lady, Qingxiao looks good, but one day? You are humiliating your husband's hard work over the years. If Qingxiao can enter it in one day, from now on, the chores at home will be difficult for me." do it."

Zhou Ling was a little unconvinced.

It's just that the latter ignored him and went to deal with other things on his own.

That's it, two quarters of an hour later.

Xu Qingxiao also returned home.

But at this time, a fellow servant appeared at the door of the house.

"Brother Qingxiao."

Seeing Xu Qingxiao, the latter immediately came over and shouted.

"what happened?"

Xu Qingxiao was a little curious.

"It's nothing serious, it's just that the county master asked you to rest and recuperate recently, and give you a monthly leave, but you have to go to the yamen every day."

He opened his mouth and told Xu Qingxiao about it.

"A little bit?"

Xu Qingxiao immediately understood what this meant.

It seems that County Magistrate Li is still a little worried about himself, but this is also reasonable, after all, who can guarantee that he has not practiced strange arts.

Who would believe that a dying person suddenly recovered?

"Okay, it's okay."

Xu Qingxiao nodded and agreed with a smile.

"Well, brother Qingxiao, don't think about it. In fact, the county master also wants to prevent others from gossiping. The people from Nanyu Mansion are all ruthless and look down on us at all."

"For unnecessary quarrels, you should be aggrieved."

He continued to speak out to comfort Xu Qingxiao.

"Understood, you go back and tell the county master, it doesn't matter if I am wronged, the key is that our county government cannot be wronged, and neither can the county master."

Xu Qingxiao nodded naturally.

"That's okay, brother Qingxiao is smarter, come on, brother Qingxiao, these are the medicinal materials prepared by the yamen for you, they are all nourishing blood and nourishing your body."

"And this is ten taels of silver, which is compensation from the yamen."

After receiving Xu Qingxiao's words, the other party also smiled, and handed Xu Qingxiao a bag of silver.

Twelve taels of silver weighed half a catty, and it was a bit heavy to hold in the hand.

The monthly salary of a servant is one tael of silver.

The economic system of the Great Wei Dynasty was relatively stable. The smallest currency was copper coins. One tael of silver was equivalent to one thousand Wen, and one penny could buy two cakes.

It is equivalent to about 2000 yuan in the previous life.

The status of a servant is actually a temporary worker, so one tael of silver is about the same. After becoming a full-time employee, the monthly salary is two taels, and there are some other benefits during the holidays, which is not bad.

The yamen compensated ten taels of silver in one go, which was equivalent to a year's salary, which was considered kind, and of course the compensation would be more if he died.

"Thank you, Mr. County."

Xu Qingxiao naturally took over the hard-earned silver taels, it was his hard-earned money.

The colleague who came to communicate has left.

Xu Qingxiao pushed open the door, put the books in the room, then closed the door, and began to light up the lamp to read.

It's getting late.

Xu Qingxiao took out the first book.

【Holy Word】

The book wasn't particularly thick, but it wasn't thin either. Xu Qingxiao turned to the first page, and the author was marked on it.

'Wen Sheng'

author.

'Yan Beidou'

Through the conversation with Zhou Ling today, Xu Qingxiao knew who Wen Sheng was, the first person in the world to become a saint with Confucianism.

Confucianism and Taoism saint.

Basically, all scholars must read his books, so as to establish their own concepts and understand their own path.

But Wen Sheng doesn't have a name. To be precise, even if he has a name, he can't call him directly. He must be called Wen Sheng.

Scholars, no matter in the Great Wei or the whole world, are respected existences.

However, reading requires talent. After all, not everyone can read. In addition, during the Taiping period, the common people had ample food and clothing, food and drink, and a lot of entertainment.

What is going to the bar to listen to music, what is gambling with cards and cuju, who can cultivate immortals and ask questions, and there are very few people who can calm down and read.

This is why Xu Qingxiao took the initiative to come to ask, and Zhou Ling was very happy.

Turning to the second page of the book, the preface appeared.

[The life of a person is only a hundred years, the life of a plant is but a moment, life is too short, what do you do? 】

[It should be like money and power, but not what it wants; it should be like beauty, not what it pleases; it should be like gluttony, not what it wants. 】

After the simple preface, Xu Qingxiao gradually calmed down.

He flipped through page after page.

Read every word carefully, and understand every sentence carefully.

In this way, a full two hours passed.

It is late at night.

Xu Qingxiao read all of the first chapter of the first volume of the Holy Word.

There are tens of thousands of words in eloquence, each word contains truth, and at the same time, each word makes Xu Qingxiao feel unspeakable.

Just at this moment.

Suddenly, Wen Gong trembled in his mind.

At the same time, a majestic voice sounded.

"A person's life is but a hundred years, and a plant's life is but a moment. Life is too short, so what do you do?"

"It should be like money and power, not for its will. It should be like beauty, not for its pleasure. It should be like gluttony, not for its heart."

A majestic voice sounded.

As if enlightened, Xu Qingxiao awakened to wisdom.

In an instant.

Xu Qingxiao fainted.

Chapter 13: Re-entry, Ten Confucianism and Taoism

Open your eyes again.

It is the Palace of Heaven and Earth.

There was a majestic sound from the entire Palace of Literature.

[The life of a person is only a hundred years, the life of a plant is but a moment, life is too short, what do you do? 】