Chapter 182 Sir, Pindao Also Has a Question Today

"Pretending to be a holy place, I was signed to Millennium ()"

"You... what do you want to do!?"

Deacon Zhao's complexion changed drastically and he asked.

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

poof.

Deacon Fang and Deacon Zhao's knees went limp and they fell to the ground.

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

Yin Xue swept her body, grabbed their collars, and rushed towards the river.

"Both of you, accumulate some virtue next time!"

She snorted coldly, shook them hard, and threw them into the river.

The sound of "plopping" into the water was accompanied by splashes of water.

"Help! Help—"

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

They all came from aristocratic families, and after they grew up, they did a little bit of management and worked in this academy, and they never learned swimming at all.

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

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

"Oops, hurry up and call for someone to save them!"

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

"..."

The students in Zhaoming Academy gradually realized that they had fallen into the water, and they talked and stepped forward.

But the rescue has been slow to organize.

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

"Fang Pi, what happened?"

Surrounded by several people, a young man in brocade clothes appeared by the river and asked.

When Deacon Fang saw it, he hurriedly stood up, spit out a big mouthful of water, and said, "Mr. Fang, help me, sir! You are not in need of a groom recently. I went to Zeng Xiaoniu from Ting Ziyuan when I thought about it."

"Where can I find such a beautiful job with a salary and being able to stay with you all the time. But who knows that Zeng Xiaoniu doesn't appreciate it at all, and instead slanders the reputation of the young master. I can't be angry..."

He described the matter emphatically.

It turned out that this Young Master in Jinyi was the young master of the Fang family, named Fang Yang.

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

But when they turned their heads, the group of people in front of the attic had long since disappeared.

Fang Yang's face was gloomy.

If this person dared to beat Deacon Fang, he would slap him in the face; if he slapped him in the face, he would not give the Fang family face!

"Fang Pi, send someone to find out where they are now, and let me lead someone to chase them!"

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

...

In the northwest corner of the academy, there is a remote courtyard.

"Daoist Qing Hui, this is the T-shaped academy, it's a bit shabby, but it's kind of the academy to give us poor students a place to live."

Zeng Xiaoniu rubbed his hands and introduced.

Zhang Ming nodded and looked around with everyone.

The wall of this courtyard has been damaged, and the total area is about 100 square meters. A library and two open shops have been built. It seems that they attend classes and sleep here.

Instead, Zeng Xiaoniu seemed to think of something, and reminded again: "Daoist Qing Hui, we really don't need to leave Zhaoming Academy, should we continue to visit?"

He was a little worried that the deacon would go and come back.

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

Zhang Ming glanced at him and smiled.

Zeng Xiaoniu suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and said: "I am a poor student, I have no money, I have no power, and I am still a student of the academy. At most, they will beat me up, which is better than causing trouble for the Taoist priest." good."

He was still a little worried that Zhang Ming would tear down the academy.

"Hehe, the troubles of the poor are all over the world, and this is not bad. If they want to come, they will come!"

Zhang Ming said indifferently.

All in all, the famous forces in the Jin Dynasty were about to be offended by him all over the place.

In the county town of Dongling County alone, there are four forces from the Wang, Liu, Su, and Shen families, not counting the county guard's mansion.

"Okay, Daoist Qing Hui, including me, there are seven students in this T-shaped academy, all of whom studied under Li Mi. He also came from a poor family and has been teaching in the academy."

Zeng Xiaoniu continued to introduce, "Actually, if Professor Li hadn't worked so hard for so many years, we humble students would not be welcomed even if they were admitted to Zhaoming Academy."

A poor teacher teaches a poor family.

The teacher of the family teaches the family.

Over the years, unspoken rules have formed in the academy. Two kinds of people, two kinds of lives, seem to be distinct.

"Is Master Li Mi here? Lead me to see him."

Zhang Ming was a little curious and said.

"Should be, his old man seldom goes out."

As Zeng Xiaoniu said, he led Zhang Ming and the others to the back of the bookstore, and there was another thatched cottage here.

"I didn't pay attention to it just now. The poor Taoist thought it was a Kusama full of sundries. Li taught him..."

Zhang Ming asked with a slight frown.

Zeng Xiaoniu's face showed a rare heartache and admiration, and he whispered: "Xi Li Mi usually lives in this thatched cottage, and the study hall and two common shops in front are for us. We also persuaded him, but it's a pity ..."

The teacher is willing to give the best conditions to the students, but he himself would rather live in a cottage.

"It seems that the poor are narrow-minded. Confucianism and Taoism are not necessarily the same in the world, and the aristocratic and poor families are also different."

Zhang Ming only felt that a corner of his cognition had been lifted, and a faint light shone in from outside.

"Is the calf coming?"

The people inside heard the movement and said hoarsely.

Zeng Xiaoniu hurriedly bowed at the door of the thatched house and said: "Yes, student Zeng Xiaoniu, I will bring a distinguished guest to see you today. I wonder if the teacher is free at this time?"

His attitude is more respectful than Zhang Ming.

Even if the people inside said that they were not free today, Zeng Xiaoniu might turn around and persuade Zhang Ming to leave.

This made Zhang Ming even more curious.

"The Spirit Pivot of Zhuoguang Mountain in Pindao is watching the emblem of the Qing Dynasty. Hearing the name of Mr., I am here to pay a special visit. I hope to see you!"

He took the initiative to speak.

"Zhuoguang Mountain, Lingshu Temple..."

The people inside fell silent for a long time before they said in a hoarse voice: "The hut is simple and untenable. Xiao Niu, you lead the priest to the study hall."

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

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

Not long after, footsteps sounded, and a skinny old man in a gray robe appeared at the door. His cheeks were so thin that his cheekbones were exposed, his lips were dry and flat, and his brows were frowned.

However, his eyes are very clear.

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

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

"You're being polite, sir. Pindao and Mavericks are just new acquaintances. I've heard him tell you about your character and knowledge, and I admire you very much. That's why I'm curious to bother you."

Zhang Ming exchanged pleasantries with him.

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

There was nostalgia in his tone.

Zhang Ming was taken aback, and asked: "Sir, did you have any entanglements with my Lingshu Temple before?"

"Hehe, it's not a dispute."

Li Mi took a sip of the water on the table, his lips became plump, and said, "Just over two years ago, a Taoist who claimed to be the Lingshu Temple of Zhuoguang Mountain once visited."

He looked Zhang Ming up and down.

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

These words shocked Zhang Ming.

"What did you say, my master has been here before?"

He asked in disbelief.

You must know that he came to Zhaoming Academy for a visit this time, and he came here because of his excitement. At the same time, he wanted to know about the situation of this world academy and the Confucianism.

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

Li Mi nodded, his wrinkles bloomed, and he said with a smile: "That's right, he calls himself Lingshuguan Taixuzi."

Zhang Ming gathered his hands tightly, that's right.

"Since it's Master's old acquaintance, Poor Dao 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-time relationship, not an old acquaintance. It's been a long time, and I can't remember clearly. I just remember that he came here to ask a question."

The skinny old man seemed to be trapped in memories.

Zhang Ming was touched by the scene, and asked softly nervously: "Master... what did he ask?"

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

Zhang Ming couldn't help but look at Guo Xiang, Yin Xue and Zeng Xiaoniu. What kind of problem is this? It's a bit weird.

"Pindao doesn't understand, please enlighten me, sir."

he asked respectfully.

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

He pointed to the dilapidated window edge on the right, "Here, here it is. There used to be a locust tree outside."

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

Li Mi spoke eloquently, pulling everyone into the time two years ago, and they seemed to see Tai Xuzi in front of their eyes.

He just stood in front of the window, perhaps with his hands behind his back, looking at the sky outside, and asked softly: "If a tree is rotten, what should I do?"

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

"How did you answer, sir?"

He asked softly like Tai Xuzi.

Li Mi smiled sadly: "How can I answer, hehe, just like what 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 is rotten, it can be cut down and replanted. There will always be new trees."

Having said this, he stopped for a drink of water.

Zhang Ming subconsciously asked: "And then?"

"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, you can do it yourself. What do you do with the old man's tree? This locust tree has just grown up and hasn't rotted yet!"

Several people were also puzzled.

"In the end, he said, hehe, I haven't cut down a tree before, so I'll try my strength, in case my strength goes wrong."

Li Mi shook his head and laughed, time flies.

Zhang Ming was a little speechless, Master is such an old man, why can't he change his naughty habits.

"Then what?"

he continued.

Li Mi fumbled for the teacup, and sighed: "Then he left, took the locust tree with him, and never came back."

Zhang Ming was silent.

What Master wants to ask is definitely not what to do if the tree is rotten, and what Master wants to do is definitely not to cut down pagoda trees.

"I've heard about it later, and I haven't mentioned it to anyone else these years. Lingshu watched Taixuzi pass through three counties, seven cities and ten mansions, and defeated the Haoran saint..."

Li Mi sat upright, and said as if facing the sacred, "The aristocratic family is shocked, Confucianism and Taoism are in decline!"

It turned out that he was the witness of this incident. Although he had never seen it with his own eyes, he watched it from afar.

Zhang Ming murmured: "That's right, what Master wants to ask is not what to do if the tree is rotten, but what to do if the family of the Great Jin Dynasty is rotten?"

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

"If Confucianism is not defeated, the aristocratic family will not be defeated! The people of the world and the poor students will never have a bright future!"

He spoke softly, as if he was meeting his master for the first time, and everyone around him was stunned.

So Tai Xuzi is such a person?

Li Mi shook his head and said: "I don't think he is all for the aristocratic family and Confucianism. The light in his eyes still shocks me through many years."

He lowered his head, as if he didn't dare to face the person who had left in front of the window, and guessed: "What he wants to change is not the tree or the family, maybe the world."

Zhang Ming was stunned for a while.

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 traveled through time, I often told you some stories about the second year of middle school. Could it be that the world where everyone is equal and everyone is like a dragon infected you, and that made you feel passionate and run down the mountain to change the world?"

At this moment, he was really stunned.

What about the chess player, what about fishing and bait, could it be that the culprit of everything is himself?

"Sir, do you know what happened after the debate between my master and Sage Haoran?"

he asked suddenly.

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

This includes the cause of Master's death!

Did he really die of illness?

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 incident at the Lingshu Temple in Zhuoguang Mountain?"

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

There was a late sigh in his hoarse tone.

This person is old, and there is no need to worry about it.

After all, the friends who are still there, and the partners I still know, all disappeared one by one like Tai Xuzi.

"Thank you, sir, for telling me about my teacher!"

Zhang Ming got up and said respectfully.

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

However, Zhang Ming still maintained his salute posture and asked, "Sir, I also have a question today from Pindao."

Li Mi shook his hand holding the teacup slightly.

Zeng Xiaoniu, Guo Xiang, and Yin Xue also looked over curiously. Daoist Taixuzi asked about the locust tree here in the past, so what is the Daoist Qinghui asking after imitating his teacher?

"But there's no harm in asking."

"Dare to ask, sir, since the locust tree outside the window has been cut down, and the poor want to plant a new tree, how should I plant it?"