Chapter 294: People from outside the country, lingering and forgetting to leave
Yan Chixia wanted to govern the world, but even he himself might not be clear about how to govern and what the outcome would be.
However, this does not hinder his practice. As long as he takes this path, he will naturally find his goal gradually.
It’s like when he left Taiyi Mountain, he was still resentful of his master’s arrangements, but when he reached Qiantang, he had already found his own direction.
Gong Mengbi said, "Brother Yan, you must be extremely cautious when entering the government."
Yan Chixia nodded and said, "Brother Mingfu is my mirror. I am confused by the situation, so I still need Brother Mingfu to correct my clothes."
Gong Mengbi laughed and said, "I am the real outsider, yet you come to ask me."
Yan Chixia said proudly, "Humanity is vast, encompassing all sentient beings. This is what Brother Mingfu himself said. Brother Mingfu educates wild foxes and has noble virtues, so how can he be considered an outsider?"
Gong Mengbi smiled and shook his head, saying, "Brother Yan is becoming more and more eloquent."
Seeing Lord Liu Nan leaving Mingdao Hall from afar, Gong Mengbi gave Yan Chixia a push and said, "Lord Liu Nan's theories have been neglected. Now is a good opportunity for you to show your skills."
Yan Chixia took two steps and said, "Where are you staying now, Brother Mingfu? I'll come back to find you."
Gong Mengbi told Yan Chixia the mansion of the second son of the Shen family. He then bowed and said goodbye, taking two steps at a time, and chased in the direction of Liu Nangong.
After Liu Nangong’s lecture, there was a literary gathering at Wansong Academy.
No outsiders participated in the literary gathering. Mr. Liu Nan asked all students to write essays on the topic of "Being Realistic".
Gong Mengbi did not attend the literary gathering, but he still wanted to see what the two sons of the Shen family would write, and to see what thoughts they had about the world in their still young hearts.
But there is no need to rush. The literary gathering will not end in a short time, and Gong Mengbi has no intention of staying in Wansong Academy for long.
As the lecture ended, some people wanted to chat with him and get to know him.
However, Gong Mengbi did not have such an idea. He just cast a spell, and in the eyes of others, his rich and colorful color suddenly faded, as if it had merged into the pool water and disappeared from everyone's sight.
Everyone may still have some fleeting impressions, but upon closer inspection, it seems that they have forgotten something. When they try to recall it on their own, it is as if there is a layer of fog between them and they can't remember it at all.
Gong Mengbi went down the mountain and continued to study "Dongting Fu".
It's undeniable that "Dongting Fu" is truly a remarkable work. Although Gong Mengbi didn't understand dragon script, he was able to grasp the grandeur of Dongting Lake through his celestial observation. To some extent, mastering Dongting Fu almost allows one to grasp the entire essence of Dongting's landscape, becoming like a deity of the lake.
The reason why I say "almost" is because the vision of the Dongting Dragon Girl is also limited by her practice, and she may not be able to get to the essence, even though the Dongting Dragon Girl is already the god of Dongting.
Gong Mengbi immersed his mind in "Dongting Fu", and he felt the beauty of Dongting Lake even though he was thousands of miles away.
If Qiantang Jun or Princess Lingyi were willing to write an "Ode to Qiantang", I'm afraid they would be able to condense the universe into one article, which would be similar to the paintings of the Sage of Painting.
By evening, Yan Chixia still hadn't arrived. He was probably going to have to send Liu Nangong back before he could leave. Shen Qiao and Shen Yan returned, looking bright and cheerful, with an expression that said, "Ask me how I performed."
Gong Mengbi smiled and asked, "How was your performance at the literary gathering?"
Shen Qiao said happily, "Mr. Liu Nan rated it as top-notch!"
Chen Yan also nodded and said, "Mr. Liu Nan also said that we are promising talents."
Gong Mengbi became interested and asked, "What did you write?"
The document was still in the hands of the dean, so Shen Qiao and Shen Yan dictated what they had written.
The writing is full of words such as "devoting oneself to the affairs of the world", "worrying about the worries of the world", "benefiting the world", etc. Although the vision is not comprehensive and detailed enough, it already has a certain magnanimity.
Gong Mengbi asked, "Did Mr. Liu Nan praise anyone else?"
Shen Qiao said, "Brother Liang and Brother Zhu are among them, as well as several fellow disciples." He mentioned their names one by one.
Gong Mengbi said, "You two have similar interests, so you can get closer."
Shen Qiao and Shen Yan agreed.
After sending Shen Qiao and Shen Yan away, Gong Mengbi smiled a little. His efforts on these two little guys were not in vain.
A few days later, Yan Chixia returned to Qiantang. In the middle of the night, he came to find Gong Mengbi and went to West Lake with him.
We sailed together and when we reached the West Lake, we saw an island in the water.
From a distance, you can see plum trees planted all over the island and a few cranes flapping their wings and soaring over it.
The white cranes cried out in a long and clear voice, flying through the clouds and moonlight, as if in a fairyland.
Gong Mengbi took a look and said, "What a nice place. Is this Gushan?"
Yan Chixia said, "It is Gushan, the former residence of Mr. Junfu."
The two abandoned their boat and went to the island, traveling through the plum forest along the way. However, it was a bad season, with few fallen leaves and no plum blossoms yet.
But the branches of the plum tree are twisted, strong and powerful. Although they are not as gorgeous as flowers, they have the elegance of a gentleman.
A noble man lies in the mountains, and a beauty appears under the moon. Although she is less charming now, she is still very elegant.
Yan Chixia said, "Mr. Junfu lived here during his lifetime. Although he was extremely talented and knowledgeable, he regarded fame and fortune as dirt. He did not enter the government, did not seek fame, did not spend lavishly, did not marry, and did not have children. It seemed that the joys of the world had nothing to do with him."
Gong Mengbi smiled and said, "I'm afraid the joys of the world may not be comparable to his contentment. He may not enjoy pleasure, but he has clearly achieved the ultimate happiness in the world."
Yan Chixia laughed heartily and said, "That makes sense."
Suddenly, a graceful figure slowly approached from within the plum forest. She wore a thorny hairpin and a cloth skirt, and had a smile on her face. She said, "Two elegant gentlemen, I have heard you say that it is difficult to find a soulmate. Please come forward and have a chat."
Yan Chixia was a little surprised and asked, "Could it be Mr. Jun Fu?"
The woman nodded slowly and said, "It is indeed me, the fool."
Yan Chixia and Gong Mengbi looked at each other, then followed the woman into a high place in the forest, where there was a pavilion standing there.
Inside the pavilion stood a middle-aged man with gentle features and an extraordinary bearing. He held a flute in his hand and looked at Gong Mengbi and Yan Chixia, smiling, "It's said that a kindred spirit is hard to find. After all these years since my death, it's rare for a few like-minded people to visit me."
Yan Chixia sighed, "Mr. Junfu is still lingering here?"
Mr. Junfu shook his head and said, "I am so happy here that I forget about life and death. Everything is just like usual."
Gong Mengbi smiled and said, "Mr. Junfu is a true gentleman. The two of us are not so free and easy."
Mr. Junfu laughed and said, "There is only one Junfu in the world, and there is no need for two more."
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