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Chapter 55: Warning

(Thanks to book friends for their generous rewards for "The Flying Years **", "The Night is in the Sky", "Flying Little Pine Pig", and "Snow Sea Plum Fragrance"!)

"You said that Mr. Ye suddenly suffered a stroke last night, causing him to be unable to walk and could not even speak?"

In the Peng family mansion, Peng Qingshan showed a look of surprise.

Butler Wu said respectfully: "Report to the second young master, that's exactly what it is."

Peng Qingshan's heroic eyebrows frowned slightly, and he felt a little surprised in his heart. There was no reason, but he just felt uneasy.

"Can you know the specific reason?"

Butler Wu grinned: "I asked, the wife of the Ye family told the truth, saying that she was happy last night, and the couple got up with Hu Tian and Emperor Hu. They worked so hard..."

Speaking of this, his expression became very strange, and he wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

Upon hearing this, Peng Qingshan was also amused and crying. Speaking of which, Ye Shi was almost fifty years old, and he didn't know how to pay attention to restrain himself in this regard... Alas, it seems that this is God's will.

He sighed and thought that he could only rely on his uncle's methods.

Peng Qingcheng's funeral has been almost done, and Peng Qingshan will soon return to Jizhou. The matter of being a county magistrate has also been gaining attention recently. He is still inseparable, but he still needs to make a last effort. This matter is related to the future and he must be neglected. As long as he becomes a county magistrate, he will be promoted from idle position to real power. He is a big step forward in his career.

Peng Qingshan is most obsessed with the feeling of real power and controlling the life and death of others. When he was young, he wanted to have extraordinary power. When he grew up, he realized that the greatest power in the world came from power, not personal force, so he studied hard and obtained fame. As for martial arts, he did not let go, and added a little bit of heroism, which is also a kind of qualification.

"Second Young Master, what should I do next?"

Butler Wu asked for instructions.

Peng Qingshan waved his hand: "Don't act rashly. I'll stay at home honestly soon. Do you understand?"

At the critical moment of operation, any storm will breed variables and must be suppressed.

"yes."

Peng Qingshan planned to return to Jizhou the day after tomorrow, but before that, he had to visit Master Kong. So he ordered people to prepare a generous gift, called two followers, got into the sedan chair and left.

"Master, are you?"

When he saw Master Kong in the backyard of the temple, Peng Qingshan was shocked.

At this time, Master Lekong was destined, his eyes were deep and his cheeks were collapsed. He did not have the grace of the past, as if he had been hungry for several months.

Master Lekong said calmly: "Master, why are you here?"

Peng Qingshan said sadly: "Master, my brother died..."

"What?"

Master Lekong suddenly arose and was a little excited: "Mr. Peng is dead?"

Now it was Peng Qingshan's turn to be surprised: "Don't the master?" You know, although Kong was the host of Duyun Temple and was a monk, his identity as a martial arts man has always been very informative about the news. Peng Qingcheng's death is a major event in Pengcheng, and there is no reason for it.

Master Lekong's expression suddenly became pale, and he became calm and said, "I have been in seclusion in the yard recently, so I don't know."

The emotions suddenly became messy: Peng Qingcheng died. Could it be that Xianren Zhou took action? I guess it was impossible. Xianren Zhou appeared in Pengcheng for no reason and came to my Duyun Temple again. Could it be that he didn't like me to heal Peng Qingcheng, so he did this trip? Fortunately, I bowed my head quickly, otherwise I was afraid that my life would be ruined long ago...

When he recalled the green air flying knife that Zhou Luanshan had sacrificed at that time, he couldn't help but sweat.

Peng Qingshan said "Oh" and asked, "Did the master have new insights in martial arts? It's so gratifying."

Lekong suddenly looked up: "Indeed, I have some insights, so I decided to start seclusion and practice hard from today. From then on, the name Kong will no longer be called "阿方" in the martial arts world."

Peng Qingshan was stunned: "Master, what do you mean?"

"I am ashamed of being a monk. I have slandered three thousand worries but still have a competitive spirit. The Dharma name is 'Lock' but my heart is not empty. I am really ashamed to the Buddha. Fortunately, I finally realized it now."

As he said that, he reached out to take a wooden fish from the side and glanced at Peng Qingshan: "The great official, I have a name for my own insight, called "Shut the mouth". I just waited to knock on the first wooden fish and I will never talk to anyone again. However, before that, I want to warn you a word."

Peng Qingshan felt that Master Kong suddenly became divine and was difficult to understand, so he humbly asked, "Please give me advice."

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore."

Hearing these eight words, Peng Qingshan almost spit out his old blood, and was about to ask. With a "du" sound, Master Lekong raised his hammer and struck the wooden fish.

As soon as the wooden fish sounded, their eyes closed and their lips pursed, and they practiced their closed mouths.

Peng Qingshan wanted to speak but stopped, but was stunned for a while. He heard the endless sound of wooden fish in his ears, and felt more and more irritable, so he immediately said goodbye.

Master Lekong ignored it and just knocked on the wooden fish.

Peng Qingshan sighed, and couldn't figure out why Kong Yuan realized it inexplicably, and he actually wanted to practice the silence of Lao Shizi. Since then, there has been a missing master of innate martial arts in the martial arts world.

When he was down the mountain, sitting in the sedan chair, he suddenly remembered the master's warning: "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore." These eight words are a kind of catchphrase in Buddhism. Of course, Peng Qingshan understood the meaning, but he didn't understand why the master said to himself so seriously, as if he was pointing out - is he trying to persuade me to leave the official career? Humph, I guess this is the case. But as the saying goes, "The Tao is different and does not plan with each other", how can our family agree?

I also thought that I would soon be released as a county magistrate and serve as the head of a county. From then on, I could show my ambitions, give orders, and give kindness to the side. I was full of energy and my mood gradually became refreshed.

...

"The Master said: Wealth and honor are what people want; if they do not use their own way, they will not be able to get what they get. If they do not use their own way, they will not be able to get what they get..."

The sound of reading came from the room, but Ye Junsheng was reviewing the meaning of the scriptures. He traveled through time and obtained the memory knowledge of a nerd. After a little study, he could easily "review the old and learn the new" and understand it more deeply.

This understanding is not just about memorizing it by rote, but about being able to better grasp the essence of it. The ancient saying goes, "Practical human feelings are articles." Only by combining the meaning of the scriptures with the world and human feelings can it be considered a true reading. Otherwise, no matter how many books you read, you will only be buried in the old paper pile. Just like the previous book snails, what's the use?

In the yard, Ye Junmei was sending a bucket of freshly cut grass to the cowshed to the cattle shed. The Great Sage loves to eat meat and drink, but the family can't afford it at all. Usually, grass is used as the main food. Fortunately, the Great Sage is quite happy to eat it.

After feeding the grass, Ye Junmei walked out and listened to his brother's ups and downs to read, and suddenly he was a little confused:

I remember the children more often when I was reading in the West Window!

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