"Since the chief of the mountain is invited, go quickly."
Kwon Moxian's teacher was busy.
Quan Moxian said, "Teacher, let's leave first."
If I have time in the future, I will definitely come back to see you, so take care. ” The two went out and followed the scholar to the back of the academy, and passed a vertical arch, which was the Tu family's house.
Located in Beibi Mountain, the Tu family's house is much larger than the ordinary houses in Beijing, and the layout is different.
The scenery inside is staggered and follows the laws of nature.
The blue-tiled and white-walled house has a back-to-basics taste.
"Tu Shanchang."
The two entered the door and greeted Tu Shan in a proper manner.
Tu Shanchang has a tall skeleton, gray hair, and strong spirits.
He was wearing a wide robe, immortal wind bones.
Seeing the two of them, he happily put down the brush in his hand and said, "Come, please take a seat."
Then he ordered his servants to bring tea and water to them, and entertained them.
Quan Moxian is not only a junior, but also a student of Songxi Academy, how dare he be presumptuous in front of such a great Confucian.
Busy thanking: "The students came to greet the mountain chief, you don't have to be busy." ” Fang Jinshu also thanked him.
She is a woman, and in front of such a senior, it is inconvenient to speak.
"I called you here, so don't be polite."
Tu Shanchang asked the two of them to sit down and said, "You have just gotten married, how come you have time to come to the academy?"
” Quan Moxian replied respectfully: "The student is in retirement, come to Zhuangzi to have a look, and also come to visit the teacher. ” Tu Shanchang nodded with satisfaction: "Don't forget your original intention and don't forget your original intention, it's rare."
Quan Moxian is the most proud disciple of Songxi Academy in recent years, and he is very relieved to see such an outstanding young man.
"This picture is for you."
He pointed to the scroll beside him, and the scholar offered it with both hands.
Quan Moxian bowed down and thanked him, and took it with both hands.
Tu Shanchang is good at painting pines and cypresses.
His paintings, which are rarely circulated in the market, are treasured in the homes of powerful people or in the courtyards of deep houses.
The people who get the painting are all like jewels, and no one is willing to give them up.
Moreover, as he got older over the years, there were fewer paintings.
To get a painting of Tu Shanchang is a rarer thing than getting the emperor's praise.
With such a generous gift, Quan Moxian didn't know what to say except to respectfully accept the thanks.
He threw himself to the ground as a sign of gratitude.
Tu Shanchang asked the scholar to help him up, and said with a smile: "I have heard everything you have done."
If you can do justice for the people, you are a good official, and you must always remember it. ” He lived a lifetime, from the admired Confucian, to the prince of the country, to the founder of the academy by the first emperor. has experienced ups and downs in this life, and I have long stopped looking at those cloud-like reputations.
What Tu Shanchang values is what this person has done.
He trusts his eyes more than what others say.
His attention made Quan Moxian extremely moved.
Although, he doesn't care about those false names.
But being recognized by a teacher he respected was a great joy.
Quan Moxian arched his hand and replied in a deep voice: "Please rest assured!"
Students will certainly live up to your kindness. ” Tu Shanchang stroked his beard and said with a smile: "I don't have any regrets in my life."
The only thing that can't be put down is Songxi Academy.
In the future, if the college is in trouble, please be sure to help. ” His words had a sense of trust.
Quan Moxian and Fang Jinshu glanced at each other, and they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.
Quan Moxian stood up and said respectfully: "Students remember. ” Songxi Academy was founded by Tu Shanchang, inheriting his Confucianism and doctrines.
Therefore, it has become the top academy of the Gaomang Dynasty, which makes students rush to it.
But, after all, his age is there.
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When one day, when he drove the crane west, where should Songxi Academy go?
People have always been quite taboo about life and death, how many old people like Tu Shanchang are free?
He is optimistic about Kwon Moxian's future, but although Kwon Moxian studied at Songxi Academy, it is not because of the academy that he can achieve today's results.
There are so many students in Songxi Academy, who can move forward alone without fear of wind and frost like him.
Quan Moxian thought of his teacher's kindness, it was his character, but the academy couldn't ask him to reciprocate.
Therefore, Tu Shanchang gave him a painting to add an opportunity for the future of the academy.
Fifty and knowing the destiny of heaven, Tu Shanchang is far more than fifty.
There are a few people with such a long life as him, and there are not many in the entire Luoyang City.
Vaguely, he seemed to have an intuition to see through the heavens, knowing his life and death.
The academy condenses his hard work, and he has done more than this for the head of the academy, and Quan Moxian is just one of them.
Leaving the academy, Quan Moxian personally held the painting given by Tu Shanchang, feeling a little heavy.
Fang Jinshu understood his mood and motioned for his subordinates to follow from afar.
She accompanied him, and the two of them walked slowly down the mountain.
Tu Shanchang's intention to give the painting was heavy in the hearts of the two.
If a person like Tu Shanchang, who is high-spirited and respectful, really dies, it will not only be a loss to the academy, but also a loss to the entire Gaomang Dynasty.
Thinking of this, Quan Moxian's mood was inevitably a little depressed.
When he was about to arrive at Zhuangzi, Fang Jinshu looked at Quan Moxian and said, "Early tomorrow morning, will you accompany me on a trip to the Jingyi Nunnery?"
"Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, and she can't bear to see him so lost.
Joki-an is farther away than Songxi Academy, but it's always closer to here than from the capital.
"Joki-an?"
This sentence successfully attracted Quan Moxian's attention and asked, "Without the edict in the palace, you can't get in, let alone me." ” Fang Jinshu said with a smile: "It's rare to come here, I brought some courtesy to the teachers and sisters in the nunnery."
It doesn't matter if you can't get in, it's always my part, just leave it with the guards. ” "Winter has just passed, and the nunnery is short of things."
After living there for a year, Fang Jinshu couldn't know much about the affairs of Jingyi'an.
If she could, she would like to see Mrs.
Jingchen again, go to the tablet of the Empress Dowager of Heroic Martyrs to put on a stick of incense and recite a sutra.
But she doesn't force this.
The things of this life, Fang Jinshu has already thought very clearly.
All this is nothing more than doing one's best to obey the destiny of heaven, and everything is just fate.
"Okay."
Quan Moxian held her hand and said, "I'll accompany you early tomorrow and stay here for one more day." ” He originally planned to stay in this village for only two days, and then go to the eastern suburbs of the village.
Although the scenery here is good, it is really a little bitter, compared to Zhuangzi in the eastern suburbs, he is reluctant to let her suffer.
Back in Zhuangzi, after the lunch break, the two still went up the mountain, and Fang Jinshu practiced archery.
With the memories and experiences of her previous life, she made rapid progress, which surprised Quan Moxian again and again.
"Girl, do you want to learn how to ride a horse?"
Quan Moxian asked.
"Of course."
Fang Jinshu put down the bow and arrow in his hand, his eyes were clear.