"How could such a thing happen to me?" Master Chu snorted, but a thoughtful look appeared on his face.
After a while, he asked, "Wu Er, how about it?"
"No duality?" Qiao Jijiu pondered and said, "No duality means non-duality. In Buddhist language, there is a Zen principle of non-duality. The principle of non-duality is the way that all things in the world are equal, and there is no difference between them. This is called non-duality..."
"Isn't it consistent with what she did?" Master Chu said, "Her words and actions, as a woman, formed this society and fought against worldly prejudices. Isn't that practicing the unique way?"
Qiao Jijiu smiled and nodded yes.
"Speaking of which..." Master Chu frowned, then suddenly looked at Qiao Jijiu and asked, "Does she know what she is doing and what she wants to do?"
"Just now I said that children are playing around. Little girls just like to be noisy. There is no deep meaning worth mentioning for a child of this age..." Qiao Jijiu smiled indifferently and said, "Even if you enter this unique method, it should be a mistake, and it is nothing more than an accidental achievement."
Master Chu snorted again: "You are a secretive person... Now you don't even tell me the truth, are you afraid that I will eat her?"
Qiao Jijiu sighed and looked aggrieved.
But he changed the subject and went back to the name of the club: "Even if we don't mention the Buddhist philosophy, the word 'unique' is still appropriate... After all, my student is truly unique!"
Hearing the words "my student", Master Chu curled his lips and said, "I say, although your student is good, he is not taught by you."
I hadn't learned painting from him when I was painting in Dengtai Tower! This student has his own skills, which have nothing to do with him, a half-time teacher.
Master Chu kept mumbling, "Besides, she copied Chongyue's handwriting, and she was my student. If you calculate it this way, hum..."
As Master Chu spoke, his old face relaxed a little.
Qiao Jijiu was also happy to stroke his hair: "Yes, yes, who in this world has not read your articles and poems, which young people have not been inspired by your ocean of knowledge? Who among the students in this world does not respect you as a teacher?"
No matter what, he won't suffer any loss. After all, the students are his and no one can take them away from him.
However, Master Chu waved his hand with a look of disdain, stopping Qiao Yang from speaking any further.
"What do you mean by students from all over the world..."
He doesn't want it.
Not everyone can come up to him and call him teacher.
The two chatted for a while, and Master Chu asked casually, "Is my painting not finished yet?"
"Not finished yet?" Qiao Jijiu was surprised.
"Why are you imitating my speech?" Master Chu frowned: "Why, is your painting finished?"
Qiao Jijiu smiled reservedly.
No, he has been hanging it in the study room of the Imperial College, which is used to handle official business, for quite some time.
"Of course I have to put more effort into the painting for you." Qiao Jijiu comforted him against his conscience.
Master Chu glanced in the direction of the bamboo forest and said unhappily, "...I think she has clearly forgotten. She really only knows how to play around all day and loses her ambition due to playing with things."
Qiao Jijiu: “…”
Didn't you just say that playing around like this is a skill? Why did it change when it came to your own paintings?
By the way, this old man came here specially today, could it be that he came here to urge the painting? "It has been nearly two months since the Dragon Boat Festival. Is the Ministry of Rites busy with official business?"
These words were like a death spell. When Master Chu heard them, his face turned pale with pain.
"That's not busy at all... If all those official documents were piled up on the desk, they would be taller than my age! If they were laid out on the ground, they would be longer than my life!"
"I'm busy during the day, but I often can't leave until dark. When I see someone lighting a lamp, I want to pour all the lamp oil on the documents, throw a candle on them, and burn them all!"
Qiao Jijiu: “…”
This is a crazy person.
It even feels like a mutual destruction.
For the next quarter of an hour, the old tutor kept talking like a madman.
After hearing this, Qiao Jijiu wanted to slap himself twice in his heart - why was he so rude? Why didn't he just say something better?
When this bitter water is poured, the river in front will become a sea of suffering. The fish in the river who drink this water will reflect on what sins they have committed to deserve such a punishment from heaven.
"…Recently they are busy with the selection of the Crown Princess. There is no plan at all. It is not like they are really planning to get married. It is just a selection. Yet they are pushing all the trivial matters to the Ministry of Rites!"
Qiao Jijiu finally heard something that interested him, and asked in a low voice, "Are you really going to choose a crown princess?"
"Is this true? They mentioned last month that they were going to prepare for the Mid-Autumn Festival Flower Banquet. At that time, all the noble ladies in the capital who are between twelve and eighteen years old must attend the banquet..."
Qiao Jijiu was thoughtful: "The saint finally agreed..."
The proposal to select a Crown Princess was initiated by those aristocratic officials.
"What can you do if you don't agree? Can you stop someone from getting married?" Master Chu said, "As the saying goes, one should start a family and a career. If you don't let people start a career, can you not also start a family? If that's the case, won't those people use this as an excuse to make a scene?"
Qiao Jijiu became a little nervous after hearing this and subconsciously looked around - they were outside!
"Although the Saint has no choice but to compromise on this matter, after all, the Crown Princess will be chosen sooner or later, so we might as well try to take advantage of the opportunity..."
"Master, Master..." Qiao Jijiu didn't dare to listen any more and interrupted with a smile: "Go fishing, go fishing."
Master Chu glanced at him and said, "What are you afraid of? I'm just going to say a few words to you in private."
Qiao Jijiu: “…”
He doesn't really want this life-threatening favor!
Although the two of them were fearless and shared the same goal when it came to losing their official positions, he was not yet at the level to handle losing his life... After all, compared to the old tutor, he was still young.
"Throw this handful of fish food down and see how many fish pop up..." Master Chu looked at the river surface rippling in the breeze and ended his words with these words.
Qiao Jijiu also looked at the river, with some sighs and worries in his eyes.
He does not belong to any faction, but those people quarrel with each other all day long. How many people in this world can avoid suffering?
The matter of selecting a Crown Princess is ostensibly about selecting a concubine for the Crown Prince, but beneath the so-called flower banquet with all the flowers, no one knows what kind of bloody battles will be hidden.
Mid-Autumn Flower Banquet...
There are less than two months left.
Regardless of the overall situation, fortunately, the two girls in his family should not be involved. Mianmian has an eye disease, and Ningning has a brain disease...
Although the latter does not affect her basic life, her behavior during these days has nothing to do with being virtuous, gentle and graceful, and does not meet the requirements for selecting a crown princess.
If there is no accident, nothing will happen.
Qiao Jijiu then went fishing with peace of mind.
If you can’t take care of the overall situation, just take care of your own family first.
"Here it comes..." Master Chu suddenly lowered his voice.
Qiao Jijiu suddenly became alert and looked towards the other party's fishhook.
At this moment, the old willow tree next to the two of them was suddenly hit by something and made a "bang" sound.
Immediately, something fell from the tree.
Looking at the ball that hit the fish basket and scared away the fish that was about to be hooked, the old lady glared angrily: "Who did it!"
Cui Lang, who volunteered to pick up the ball, felt his scalp tighten when he heard the question, and he tiptoed back.
A group of teenagers looked at each other, and no one dared to say a word.
There is no student who is not afraid of the chief priest, let alone now there is an especially fierce tutor Chu.
I should ask Yubai to pick it up, but Yubai is not here today.
So the young men looked silently at the leader of that community.
Cui Lang also looked at his master.
Although the master's life is also a life, the master is a girl after all, and has been praised by Master Chu, so Master Chu will probably go easy on her.
Chang Suining had to shoulder the responsibility of being the head of the family and go to the river to pick up the ball.
"How did you hit the ball?"
"How reckless! If this thing hits me, it would be considered murder of an important official of the imperial court!"
Master Chu threw the fist-sized painted polo over in annoyance.
Chang Suining reached out his hand and caught it steadily, then bowed and apologized with a smile.
"Where are my paintings?" When this was mentioned, Master Chu became even more unhappy.
"I'm painting." Chang Suining said immediately, "I've scrapped more than ten paintings. I'm not satisfied with them anyway, so I've put them off until now."
Master Chu looked at her doubtfully.
"The Grand Master just gave your Jiju Club a name." Qiao Jijiu spoke up to help out, smiling and asking the girl in a light green narrow gown with sweat on her forehead, "How about Wuer Club?"
The girl's eyes were soaked with sweat and she looked at Master Chu: "Very good, thank you Master, I'll call it this."
Master Chu was very pleased with it, but he didn't seem to agree. He just said, "It's getting late. Don't waste your time on playing with things."
The implication is, play less polo and paint more.
"Yes, let's play one more round to decide the winner and then go back."
Master Chu looked at her polo outfit, and his tone softened for some reason. He sighed softly, "Little girl, don't wield swords and sticks all day long..."
It's not that he has any prejudice against girls.
But compared to working hard and getting hurt, there's nothing wrong with being safe and sound.
His students, apart from studying since childhood, spent all their time in the martial arts arena, and they often got bruises here and there.
Later, he went to the battlefield, and every time he returned to Beijing, he could not see any bruises or scratches on his body.
But he knew that beneath those seemingly majestic robes and armor, there were probably countless scars hidden that he didn't want to know.
I have suffered so many injuries and endured so many things that ordinary people cannot imagine, but in the end...
Even though many years have passed, when Master Chu thinks about this, he still feels a dull pain in his heart.
There is a reason why he hates this court and this world.
In the sight, the girl smiled brightly: "Don't worry, Master, I will be careful."
"Knives and sticks have no eyes, so you just have to be careful." Master Chu regained his sullen look, "If one day I hurt my wrist and can't hold the brush, you'll cry."
Qiao Jijiu looked at his old friend silently - was he the one crying? After all, he hadn't gotten the painting yet.
"It is because I want to hold the brush more steadily that I need to strengthen my body." Chang Suining said to Master Chu, "You should also exercise properly, don't sit and fish all the time. Only when your body is stretched can you be healthier."
Master Chu was not grateful: "Why do I need to be so healthy? I have lived long enough."
Qiao Jijiu said helplessly: "What are you talking about... You are now enjoying your old age with your children and grandchildren around you."
Master Chu began to blow his beard again: "I wanted to enjoy my old age, but Uncle Wei kept gossiping behind my back and came up with this wicked idea to push me into this useless position of Minister of Rites!"
Chang Suining: “……?”
That's wonderful.
"Having children and grandchildren around me, making so much noise and quarrels, it makes me annoyed just looking at them." Master Chu continued fishing.
He is picky and speaks harshly, and the children and grandchildren in the family always have a headache when they see him.
There is a reason for his indiscriminate pickiness. He has been like this since he was young. He was once forced by his family to go to a rejuvenation clinic for a checkup. After listening to his own story and his family's description, the doctor at the rejuvenation clinic concluded that he was suffering from a rare disease called - idiocy.
There is no cure for this symptom of being annoyed at the sight of stupid people.
But the doctor still gave a lot of instructions, telling him to pay attention to regulating his mood and to come to the clinic to seek counseling when necessary. He also prescribed some mood-regulating prescriptions - of course, these were all for his family members.
His disease, which was diagnosed as incurable, was once cured.
But the medicine was gone and the disease recurred.
He is now not only tired of stupidity, but even a little tired of the world.
"Master, you are not even seventy yet." The young girl's voice sounded again, "It is better for people to live longer. Who knows, there may be another surprise someday."
Master Chu sneered: "What kind of surprises can I expect at my age..."
After a moment, when I turned around, I saw that the girl had run back.
"When we were looking at the paintings in Dengtai Tower that day, the Grand Tutor was quite surprised." Qiao Jijiu said casually with a smile.
Master Chu said nothing more, but he did not deny it either.
The two men looked at the river and fished quietly without saying a word.
…
The news that the polo club formed by the girl from the Chang family was named "Wuershe" spread quickly in the Imperial College and caused heated discussion.
"No. 2... Does that mean number one?"
“Isn’t this a bit too much?”
"Whether you are arrogant or not, you should ask Master Chu." Cui Lang appeared behind a group of students who were discussing the matter without knowing when, and sighed, "Master Chu gave it to us, and as the younger generation, how can we refuse it?"
This statement sparked heated discussion.
When Song Xian heard about this, he frowned.
…
The next day was the day that Chang Suining returned to Xingningfang.
Early in the morning, Chang Kuo had not returned from court, so Chang Sui'an waited outside the mansion with A Dian.
"Little Ah Li, is there anything fun happening in the Imperial College these days?"
Chang Suining talked to Adian all the way.
After entering the hall, Chang Sui'an had someone bring over a few plates of snacks that Adian liked to eat. Adian was no longer able to talk to Chang Suining for a while.
Chang Sui'an whispered to his sister, "Ningning, there's news from Bingzhou."
Chang Suining: "Have you found Wu Lin?"
After learning the origin of the painting of the girl with red beans two months ago, Chang Kuo immediately sent people to Bingzhou secretly to arrest him. However, a month ago, news came back that Wu Lin was missing. Perhaps he was guilty and knew that the Chang family would come to knock on his door later, so he escaped early.
But people still had to keep looking, and it was another month before news came back.
Chang Sui'an nodded: "Yes, he was found, but... he is dead."
Chang Suining was not surprised at all, and only asked, "Do you know how he died?"
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