171 Peace and happiness
Sun Sicheng woke up in the middle of the night. Under the faint moonlight, he looked at the little guy curled up at the end of the kang, and his chest was filled with fatherly love.
Last night he appealed to Chang Chunfeng's emotions and reasoned with him, and finally, when he was half drunk and half awake, he agreed that Ping An would be the eldest son of both families and would not have to live with them.
In order to prevent any changes, an agreement was signed on the spot. Of course, both agreements were signed by Chang Chunfeng, and he was the witness. Once Ping'an signed, it would be complete.
Both agreements are now in his possession, and the matter has been truly resolved.
Just peace and happiness.
Ping An was worried about his master, so he was not sleeping soundly. He vaguely felt the person on the other side of the kang sitting up. He wiped his eyes with his little hands and opened his eyes: "Master, is your mouth dry?"
"Ping An, you go to sleep, I'll do it myself."
Ping'an got off the kang directly. It was a night in mid-May, neither too cold nor too hot, and it was the most comfortable time.
There was boiled water in the room, so it didn't matter if it was a little cooler. Sun Sicheng drank a large glass and sighed with contentment.
"Master, thank you for your hard work on my behalf."
"Ping An, Master, it's not hard, but from the bottom of my heart, I feel a little sorry for your biological father. A son should be with his biological father. In fact, Miss Zhang is a good person. Her family has a good relationship with the Sun family. This matter was facilitated by me from beginning to end. I'm just afraid that you will meet a bad stepmother.
So Ping'an, if you come to the capital in the future, never hide the existence of your biological father. He is really unfortunate and works very hard.
He said that your eldest son in the future must take his surname. I told him that if he has many sons in the future, your eldest son can be the same as you, and be included in both family tree and have both surnames, changing the surname but not the given name.
Ping An, many things are not set in stone. We can talk about the future later. What if you get along well with your stepmother? Take some time to accompany your biological father in the next two days. He will have to leave in three or five days. "
"Master, I understand. I hope both sets of parents can be filial, but they don't have to stay together every day. I'm not old enough to serve them morning and night.
I also want to learn skills from you freely. If I have time, I will go to more places to see more. At my age, I should see and learn more, including kung fu."
Sun Sicheng smiled and said, "Ping An, you are very lucky, but do you know the value of that medical book?"
Ping An shook his head and said, "I just think the content of the medical book is very novel and the analysis is very detailed. It is a very good book. I didn't put in much effort, but I got a lot in return."
He didn't even use coffins for the two of them or dress them in shrouds.
No, during the Ghost Festival, he must burn more clothes and paper money for them. Do Taoists believe in this?
"Silly child, the things that old man gave you, the prescriptions, the medical books, including the Treading Snow Heart Sutra, and the things he taught you, are all treasures among treasures and are priceless."
Ping An noticed that the master inadvertently ignored the formation book and didn't want to mention it.
"Master, can a Taoist priest accept paper money?"
Sun Sicheng was stunned: "Why do you say that?"
Ping An lowered his eyes, "After Grandpa finished teaching me, he said goodbye to me. I asked if I could see him again in the future. He shook his head and said that he would be gone in a year at most. But he told me not to worry because someone would take care of his affairs after his death."
Sun Sicheng sighed and shook his head sadly: "What a pity, what a pity, Ping An, one day the master will accompany you to the foot of the mountain to burn more paper money for him. No matter whether others believe it or not, we believe it.
However, you don’t know his name, and you can’t go to his grave, so we don’t know if what we burn will reach his hands.”
Sun Sicheng frowned. He believed these very much, and everyone in the Great Zhou believed them.
Ping An opened his eyes wide, what should he do?
He now truly believes these things, and he himself is the best proof. How can he still talk about atheism?
"Master, I know his name, but he asked me not to tell anyone. I..."
Sun Sicheng looked at his disciple and said, "That's fine. You don't have to say it. Just write it down on a piece of paper and burn it together with the words. Just recite his name in your heart and mouth."
"Master, let me tell you this alone. You have read his medical books, so you can barely be considered his disciple. I am his grand-disciple. His name is Hu Gan, and people call him Crazy Hu."
Sun Sicheng was stunned and turned into a statue.
"Master, Master, what's wrong with you?"
"Ping An, pinch me."
Ping An stretched out his little hand and twisted it hard on the back of his master's hand. Is that enough? Is it so exaggerated?
for a long time.
Sun Sicheng sighed softly, as if he had lost his soul.
"Ping An, I never thought we would be involved with Taoist Master Hu. Do you know who he is?"
Without waiting for Ping An to shake his head, Sun Sicheng continued, "Of course you don't know, he is a legendary figure in the Great Zhou Dynasty, his martial arts, battle formations, and medical skills are the best in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and no one dares to oppose him.
Thirty-two years ago, Taoist Priest Hu played an indispensable role in overthrowing the previous dynasty. Thousands of troops were defeated by his formation, and he himself suffered internal injuries. Several of his close followers were basically killed. I heard that only one was left, and he was seriously injured.
When the emperor has stabilized the court and secured the throne, where can he find someone? In order to find him, you have been looking for him for several years, and the reward is staggering, but you have found nothing. Unexpectedly, you met him by accident. How strange.
Even the emperor respectfully calls him a Taoist priest, so who would dare to call him a crazy idiot?
I was not born at that time. My father and grandfather were both his fanatical admirers. My father said that he dared to treat things that others did not dare to treat, so people called him Crazy Hu.
He never accepted a disciple in his life, but he taught you for a few days at the end. To be honest, you can be considered his disciple. But Ping An, I have to tell you, although he taught you some things, your real master is still me. "
"Master, what are you talking about? That's my Grandpa Hu."
Sun Sicheng said with satisfaction: "It is indeed Grandpa Hu."
Ping An never thought that Taoist Hu had such great achievements, and he felt that it was not worth it for him and his guards to die alone in the cave.
But things have come to this, and he doesn't want to be disturbed after his death, so he can only burn more paper money.
"Ping An, it's better not to tell anyone about the Taoist priest's name, otherwise I'm afraid we won't have a peaceful life."
"Master, I know. I only told you. My husband didn't tell me. Master, can it only be burned during the Ghost Festival? I'm worried that he has no money to use."
Sun Sicheng looked at his disciple tenderly and said, "People usually burn paper money for the deceased on Qingming Festival, Zhongyuan Festival, and Winter Solstice. If you are worried that he has no money, we can quietly burn more for him in a few days."
"Master, can I receive it no matter where I burn it?"
Sun Sicheng nodded: "Of course, otherwise how can people from far away send money to their ancestors? There are too many people who can't go back to their hometowns."
In fact, he didn't understand much of this, but looking at his little apprentice's inquiring eyes, he had no choice but to understand.
How can it be easy to be a master?
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