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Chapter 37 Reading the Golden Classic

The royal court is a city, so there are naturally walls. On the wall are the patrol soldiers of the Qixue Army.

A woman wearing a veiled hat stood on the city wall, standing in the wind, and the white gauze hanging from the veiled hat was shaking by the north wind. A child stood beside her, looking at her appearance, her forehead and nose, some of the characteristics of the people in the golden tent, and some of the characteristics of the people in the Central Plains on her eyebrows and eyes. I think her parents were the people in the Central Plains and the people in the golden tent respectively.

The woman and the child stood here, but the soldiers who were patrolling the city could not see these two people. It seemed that the two were one and the city wall were originally one, and it was natural, without any abruptness, and there was no need to take a look. This is the mystery of the state of unity between man and nature. The body is in harmony with heaven and earth, like the breeze and white clouds, like the grass and trees, and no one would think that the breeze was suspicious, nor would it feel that the white clouds were annoying.

The child is both afraid of the fairy sister around him and is also close to him.

The woman never went to see the child, but just looked inside the city.

The child plucked up his courage and said, "Sister, sister... do you know my mother?"

The woman wearing a hat covering her face smiled: "Sister? Are I so young? I'm wrong in seniority, you should call me..."

Speaking of this, the woman's voice stopped abruptly because it was wrong to call her aunt, and it was not right to call her aunt. As for her aunt and aunt, they were not even close to each other.

After a moment of silence, the woman didn't know what to call her. She couldn't let him call her mother. She shook her head and said, "Sister, sister, sister. The seniority in the Central Plains is never too difficult to clean up and is messy. Situ Xuance is older than Qin Qing. He was the one who decided to match Qin Qing and Bai Xiushang. Li Xuan was both Situ Xuance's junior brothers, but wanted to marry Qin Qing's daughter. Qin Qing became Li Xuandu's father-in-law, and Bai Xiushang became Li Xuandu's mother-in-law. If we count from here, Qin Qing would be one generation higher than Situ Xuance. If we don't start from here, it was his uncle who married his niece. How else can we discuss it? Let's talk about it."

The child was confused and had no idea what the names of these people meant. He asked curiously: "Who are these people?"

The woman smiled: "They are a family."

Then she asked again, "What's your name?"

The child was a little flattered, and looked at the city patrol soldiers who were walking back and forth around him but were unaware of anything, and tried to whisper: "My name is Urien."

The woman pondered for a moment and said, "Urien, have you ever seen your father?"

Urien shook his head.

The woman asked again, "Do you know what kind of person your father is?"

Urien had a figure on his face, raised his chest and said proudly: "Eh He said Eh Qi Ge is a great hero on the grassland!"

The woman smiled, not a sarcasm or a sentiment. However, the child was sensitive, and he could hear a little unusual meaning from the laughter, and his face turned red.

The woman is not gentle and small-minded and will never coax a child in her life. She asked, "Do you think Lao Han on the grassland is a good person or a bad person?"

The child's face turned pale. Even though he was still young, he knew that he could not argue about Lao Han on the grassland. This was a sin of losing his head. He subconsciously looked around and saw that the soldiers patrolling the city still did not notice this, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "Lao Han is the highest eagle flying on the grassland, the messenger sent by Changshengtian to guard the grassland, and the god of the golden tent."

Hearing this old trick, the woman laughed again, but now she was sarcastic and unconcealed.

There are no gods in this world. Even the so-called earth immortals cannot be considered real immortals. Otherwise, how could they fight for power and profit?

The woman looked at the sky, as if she was talking to herself, and as if she was explaining to her child: "The poison, my honey, my grass, my treasure. The gods who are high above you may be the devil who kills others in the eyes of others, and the great hero in your eyes may be the evil ones who want to get rid of them soon."

Speaking of this, the woman sighed and exhaled like clouds and mists rising, changing unsteadily and never dissipated for a long time.

The child did not agree with this statement and argued forcefully: "Gods are gods, heroes are heroes. There is nothing you think I think."

The woman shook her head and said, "A philosopher in the Central Plains founded the study of mind. He advocated the principle that nothing is outside the mind. He asked his disciple: 'What is the heart of heaven and earth?' The disciple replied: 'Man is the heart of heaven and earth.' Why can man be the heart of heaven and earth?' Because man is a spiritual and bright, filling the world between heaven and earth until there is this spiritual and brightness. People only separate themselves for their bodies. The spiritual and brightness of ā€˜I’ is the master of heaven and earth. The heaven does not have the spiritual and brightness of me, who will look up to it? The earth does not have the spiritual and brightness of me, who will look down to it? The ghosts and gods do not have the spiritual and brightness of me, who will distinguish its good and badness of good and badness? The ghosts and gods do not have the spiritual and brightness of heaven and earth, and the ghosts and gods do not have the spiritual and brightness of me, so that the air flows."

The child was completely confused. He could understand every word the fairy sister said, but after they were connected, he couldn't understand it.

The woman sighed: "All things exist, but they have no meaning. For example, when there are people, they float down, and when there are no people, they still scatter. The people of the Golden Tent regard it as a disaster because of the disaster. The people of the Central Plains also said that auspicious snow indicates a good harvest. This is the meaning given to all things by the human heart. Without human heart, all things still exist, but cannot be perceived, and there is no meaning, which is equivalent to not exist. The gods and heroes in your eyes are the meaning given to your spiritual wisdom, just like the different meanings given to snow by the Golden Tent and the Central Plains. Others have different positions from you, and the meaning given to spiritual wisdom is different, and the gods and heroes are naturally different."

The child finally went from being completely incomprehensible to being illiterate.

The woman did not expect a child who had grown up in a golden tent to understand the study of mind that had emerged in Jiangnan. It would be almost the same if she had been passed down from poetry and books.

She said this, and wasn't it just comforting herself?

It is easy to talk about things and not to be sad about yourself. It is easy to talk about things, but it is difficult to do.

There are four saints in Confucianism, one is to achieve benevolence, one is to obtain righteousness, one is to achieve great success in Neo-Confucianism, and the other is to achieve great success in Mind Learning. She read many Confucian classics and felt that the most suitable for her heart was the classics of this saint of Mind Learning. This saint of Mind Learning was a member of this dynasty and had long gone beyond the world. Back then, the forces of the Jianghu supported the rebellion of King Ning, and this Confucian saint of Mind Learning personally suppressed the rebellion on behalf of the Confucian school. Many famous figures who were famous in the Jianghu were defeated by this saint of Mind Learning, and thus gave birth to a famous saying that is well-known to the world: "It is easy to destroy the thieves in the mountains, but it is difficult to destroy the thieves in the heart." Unfortunately, these powerful people in the Jianghu actually ended up being evaluated as "the thieves in the mountains".

Because of this, among the officials of this dynasty, they were either Neo-Confucian, or Mind-Study, or those who followed Taoism were also affected. For example, Li Xuandu was influenced by Zhang Suqing. During his silence, he thought he was not practicing some martial arts, but self-reflection and thinking about a way out. Otherwise, he would not have completely changed his life in just four years, from the impulsive Zifu Sword Immortal to Li Xuandu, who is the most conspiring person today.

The woman murmured: "Li Xuandu has been thinking about it for four years and has figured out his own way. He wants to walk on the world and is unfair. Have you thought about it for so many years, but have you figured out the way back?"

The child widened his eyes and asked, "Sister is leaving?"

The woman shook her head: "I won't leave the royal court for the time being. I want to see what kind of storms this royal court can cause, and whether these storms can make the big ship of Jinguan capsize."

Speaking of this, the woman grabbed the child's clothes and slowly rose up, leaving the city and heading straight up to the nine heavens.

No matter when, the overall strength of the Central Plains is stronger than that of the gold tent. When the gold tent can threaten the Central Plains, it is the time for civil turmoil in the Central Plains. In other words, the gold tent is only in the same heart. If the gold tent also causes chaos, it will not threaten the Central Plains.

If Li Xuandu could really disrupt the chaos in the royal court, she wouldn't mind pushing her hands, not for the grand plan, nor for the great deeds of a great cause, but just wanted to force that person out and teach him a lesson.

Before that, there is a key.

Li Xuan could support Lao Han with his own strength until his death.
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