"Xiao Zhouzi, I think you'd better choose a secretary." Huang Mengru brushed her hair that was splattered by the wind with her hands, and then said.

"Do you know your greatest disadvantage? Your greatest disadvantage is your origin."

Speaking of this, Huang Mengru paused for a moment and continued: "Of course, the origin I mentioned does not matter to the gap in social status. I am just saying that your growth environment, a person's success environment, determines one's personality, and at least one's vision, is recognized by everyone. The level I came into contact with before is destined to be limited to a certain extent."

Seeing that Du Yuanzhou listened very seriously after the New Year, she further analyzed, "It is undeniable that your knowledge is profound and has unique insights. As for the future technological development I talked to me last time, my vision of proven is far better than that of ordinary people. But the officialdom is different. When you are in it, it is the most important thing to deal with people. You must not only know how to use your abilities, but also know how to use wisdom or strategy. This has nothing to do with the knowledge you have. There is never a shortage of capable people in the officialdom, but not many truly wise people, which is also the reason why many people are depressed and unsuccessful. Some things you do not experience in person are absolutely unaware of."

"So I said, if you are determined to develop in your career, I suggest that you be a secretary for the county party secretary for a while and be a student. Since he has achieved the position of the county party secretary, regardless of whether he has a background or not, you cannot deny that he has certain abilities, and his horizons must be broader..."

"Haha, I still think I should be the director of the development zone! After all, that is also a top leader and a position that can stand alone." After hearing her analysis, Du Yuanzhou smiled bitterly and said.

"It is of course a good thing to stand alone. But a newly established development zone has nothing to do, how do you invest in and how do you develop? Have you ever thought about these? When you level the land, roads, water, electricity and other supporting facilities, at least how long will it take? Even if it takes two or three years to complete it, will you ensure that you will not be picked at that time?"

"It makes sense to stand high and look far. This is like Meng's mother choosing a neighbor. Meng's mother simply wants Mencius to stand higher in terms of vision and behavior, which is more conducive to future development. What is the dragon giving birth to dragons, phoenixes, and the son of a mouse can dig holes. It is not only about genetic issues but also about a growth environment. Why do many children of officials and confidants of the powerful climb to a high position? Not only because they have a backer, but more importantly, they are far better than ordinary people's vision."

Relying on the rocks, the two had already climbed to the middle of the mountain. Looking at the houses lined up one after another, Huang Mengru said.

The gentle breeze passing through the jungle blew her hair. Huang Mengru, who had a wise face, was completely different from the beauty, charming and charming she usually showed, which made Du Yuanzhou discover another noble and grand beauty on her body. This may be the real Huang Mengru.

At this moment, Du Yuanzhou suddenly thanked that he had told Huang Mengru all the arrangements and ideas about Wan Qing.

"Sister Mengru, you really should go on an official career, otherwise it would be a pity!" Du Yuanzhou smiled and gave him a flattery.

"I'm not interested in being an official. That's your man's business." Huang Mengru said bluntly at Du Yuanzhou.

Du Yuanzhou smiled and did not respond.

"I'm still laughing, it's all your fault. I've told me so many messy official words! Don't say anything, it's a waste of beautiful scenery. Let's go, Xiao Zhouzi, continue climbing the mountain with my sister." Seeing Du Yuanzhou smile, Huang Mengru couldn't help but step forward and pinch him, then smiled charmingly and greeted.

Following the mountain road, a temple among green pines and cypresses gradually appeared before the two of them.

Lingquan Temple is located at the foot of the mountain, facing north and south, surrounded by mountains on three sides. From a distance, the temple is hidden among green trees, with apricot walls, apricots and gray walls, and the ancient trees in front of the temple are towering and lush in the sky, making this ancient and quiet temple look particularly quiet and solemn.

According to the "Changbai County Chronicle", Zhenquan Temple was first built during the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty, but it was destroyed several times during the war. Although the ten-year catastrophe was destroyed, fortunately the powerful and powerful stopped the temple. The temple was not seriously damaged. There were still several houses and several ancient cypresses. It is famous for its spiritual spring behind the temple, and the spring water is naturally icy, sweet and refreshing.

When you arrive in front of the majestic gate of Lingquan Temple, what you see is a simple and vigorous couplet: "There may be the fragrance of Zen on the Lotus Peak, and I will sit on the mountain gate to understand it; the spring water has gradually become warm, and I will greet you with a smile."

The two of them re-dressed, kept it clean and clean, and stepped into it.

There are more than a dozen rooms in the main hall in the temple. Along the way, there are very few monks, both of which are not in the New Year or the Festival, and there are not many believers. The two of them respectfully worshiped the golden body of the Tathagata Buddha in the main hall, and then respectfully presented 200 yuan in incense and oil.

At this time, a little monk came over. Usually, the few pilgrims cost a few cents and the most were dozens of dollars. There were very few people who were so generous, so they had their own requests. He politely asked the two of them to go to the side room to serve a cup of good tea. Du Yuanzhou said to the little monk, "Mr., I want to ask for a sign."

The little monk hurried out to get the signing box and said to Du Yuanzhou, "This donor, it is easy to ask for signing, but the master who signed the sign is sitting in meditation. Donor, you have to wait until your senior brother comes back before you can sign it."

"It's okay, then let's ask first!" Huang Mengru continued when she saw Du Yuanzhou looking at her.

Huang Mengru took the sign from the hand of the young monk, shook it a few times, and a sign fell out. He picked it up and saw the fourteen words on it, "The east wind blew the leaves of three autumns, and wealth can bloom in February."

"Congratulations to this female donor. Although I can't solve it, I know this is the best sign." The young monk obviously couldn't practice, so he said excitedly.

Seeing that he didn't know how long it would take to wait, Huang Mengru, who had a good lottery draw, was very happy and advised Du Yuanzhou to draw a lottery too.

"Donor, look at your face, the heavenly court is full and the earthen pavilion is round, and you are also a rich man. Why not draw a lottery too!" The young monk was not willing to be lonely and persuaded.

"Haha, I didn't expect that the little master is also proficient in facial features." Du Yuanzhou said casually.

"Where, the donor is so generous! I just learned some of the fur from the master, but I just knew a little bit!" The little monk looked happy, but he was very polite and handed over the sign.

When Du Yuanzhou saw it, he would become a little pretentious if he refused again. He took the sign handed over by the monk and shook it gently with his hand. It was strange that he just shook one sign and it fell out, just as if the sign had life on his own and was in a hurry to run out.

Although Du Yuanzhou didn't believe in the sayings of gods and ghosts, his heart still trembled. Could it be that the real gods knew, otherwise why were they so clever? The other two were also curious. Du Yuanzhou picked up the sign and took a look. There were two lines of poetry on it, "The golden scales in the hidden abyss have not yet risen, and the wind and clouds turn into dragons when they meet."

The little monk stretched his head and called out, "Congratulations to the donor, the little monk can explain this sign. This is a great auspicious sign for the best. It means that the donor is like a golden scale in the pond. Once the storm meets, the fish will jump into the dragon gate and soar into the sky, which implies the meaning of transforming a dragon. The donor's future is unlimited."

Du Yuanzhou just expressed his gratitude to the little monk's explanation, smiling without saying a word.

Huang Mengru, who was standing beside her, said to the little monk with a happy look on her face, "Mr., we are really as you said in the future. We will definitely reshape my Buddha's golden body."

Before the master of the insight was arrived, Huang Mengru pulled Du Yuanzhou and visited the Lingquan Temple. The pavilions, corridors, lush forests and cypresses were everywhere, and the scenery was staggered and arranged, so the winding paths were so beautiful that they could find the secluded scenery. The two of them were just interested in traveling, but they lost their direction and didn't know how to walk back to the front hall.

At this time, when I saw a meditation room covered by green pine and cypress, I pushed the door and walked out of a middle-aged monk wearing a full red robe, and prepared to go up and ask for directions.

The monk had seen the two of them coming, but he spoke first: "The two donors are lost, haha, come with me!"

"Thank you, Master! I don't know the master's name?" Du Yuanzhou said very politely.

I saw that the monk was in his seventies, but his skin was snow-white and pink, like a child. His two black eyebrows were extremely long and hung from the corners of his eyes, looking like a Taoist monk.

"My husband Xuankong." The monk clasped his hands together and replied. As expected, this monk was Master Xuankong, the abbot of Lingquan Temple, and it was hard to see him normally.

"I have met Master Xuankong." Du Yuanzhou hurriedly stepped forward to say hello. Although he had never seen him before, his name Du Yuanzhou often heard people mention it.

It is said that this monk Xuankong is not only knowledgeable, studies Buddhism carefully and learns about the various schools of thought, but most importantly, he has a compassionate heart, often gives money and helps the poor people around him.

"Donor, don't be polite. Just call me monk or Xuankong." Monk Xuankong said with a kind face and smiled.

Under the leadership of Monk Xuankong, I walked through the pavilion, turned over the forest of flowers and trees, and soon arrived at the front hall.

"Master, you are here!" Seeing the three of them walking over from afar, the young monk hurriedly came forward and said hello.

It turns out that this little monk is the little disciple of Monk Xuankong. Because he is young, he is usually responsible for some chores. The second disciple is usually responsible for the signature.

Everyone sat down in the side hall. Knowing that the second disciple was sitting in the meditation room, Monk Xuankong naturally took two hexagrams from the hands of the young monk and explained the signatures on his behalf.

When Xuankong saw the words on the hexagram, he was shocked and his face changed slightly. His eyes, which were originally squinting, flashed with light, but his expression soon returned to nature, but his heart was still filled with storms.

Xuankong closed his eyes again and pondered for a long time. After his mood calmed down, he slowly opened his eyes and said slowly: "I just saw the faces of the two donors, and they are rich and powerful people! I am more sure of this time with the hexagram and the seal. As expected..."

Seeing what Xuankong said, Huang Mengru was a little excited. Du Yuanzhou's expression remained unchanged. Although Xuankong's words were very accurate, they were not shocking words, and he was afraid that he would not be able to do so.

As expected, after a moment of pause, Xuankong continued, "Both are noble people, and they are absolutely unparalleled. Today's hexagram is easy to interpret and difficult to say. The so-called secrets of heaven cannot be revealed. I will give you a few words to the two donors! Whether you understand it depends on the opportunity!"

Finally, what Xuankong gave Huang Mengru was the Zen saying "The clouds bloom and the sun is seen, and the phoenix sings upwards the sun". Du Yuanzhou's eight words "The bright moon comes into my arms, and it is precious and unspeakable."
Chapter completed!