Holding a copy of the Chunyang Heart Sutra, the small landlord of the Fu family even forgot to write A Dream of Red Mansions.
This isn't an obsession, it's more of a curiosity.
After all, the concept of internal energy and lightness skills was a must-have in martial arts dramas of the past. Those high-flying masters were truly enviable. Look at the celestial beings soaring in the sky, look at the sword energy crisscrossing, look at that punch that explodes hundreds of meters in a radius... This is martial arts, this is the dream of many people, and Fu Xiaoguan is no exception.
Things that even Newton wanted to get up and deal with in his previous life actually exist in this world, and now there is a martial arts secret book right in front of you - no need to jump off a cliff, no need to meet the old man with white beard, it is in your hands, so real, so all other things must give way to it.
The chirping of cicadas in the forest gradually died down, the sun had already set in the west, and the red sunset could be seen.
Fu Xiaoguan has been reading this book.
The ancients said that if you read a book a hundred times, its meaning will become clear. What Fu Xiaoguan is doing now is reading it a hundred times and memorizing it in his mind.
Su Mo still didn't say a word, but just glanced at him occasionally, but not because of Fu Xiaoguan's diligence, but because of the poem Fu Xiaoguan wrote at noon.
When it comes to martial arts training, talent is the most important thing. As for diligence, that comes after you get started.
Just like writing poetry, talent is the most important thing, and diligence only makes the writing look better.
This young man seems to have a talent for writing poetry, because his poems are indeed very good, and his handwriting... is indeed rare.
Su Mo did not remind Fu Xiaoguan of his thoughts, because Bai Yulian only asked him to protect Fu Xiaoguan and gave him the Taoist temple's internal skills, but did not say to teach him, so let him figure it out on his own.
Thinking of Bai Yulian, he felt so angry that his teeth itched!
Fu Xiaoguan occasionally frowned, occasionally looked up at the sky, occasionally closed his eyes in thought, and occasionally closed the book and walked back and forth a few steps.
As this went on, it was already getting dark and lights were lit everywhere.
…
Xiu'er served dinner to Fu Xiaoguan and then left.
The guards drove her to Shanglinzhou in a carriage.
Shanglinzhou is a little far away from Linjiang City. It is an island in the Yangtze River. It is the territory of Prince Xian. Although Xiu'er knows it, she has never been there.
She was very nervous. Not to mention the prince, she had never even met the prefect of Linjiang Prefecture.
After leaving the west gate of Linjiang, the carriage moved along the river bank. Soon, we saw the brilliant lights in the distance.
At this moment, the gathering in Shanglinzhou has begun.
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Shangjing Jinling, Wuyi Lane, Dong Mansion.
Knowing that the Ninth Princess had left Beijing for Linjiang, Dong Shulan has been feeling uneasy these days.
Because the Ninth Princess's maid said that she was going to Linjiang to see the man named Fu Xiaoguan.
What's so good about him?
One of Dong Shulan's chess pieces fell outside the chessboard, and the eldest brother Dong Xiujing raised his head and sat up straight.
"Little sister, since returning from Linjiang, you played chess with such a cool and elegant style a few days ago, always surprising me. I, your big brother, have never been able to beat you in a single game. But these past two days... your moves have been so chaotic and disorganized that you haven't won a single game against me. So what's wrong with you?"
Dong Shulan was a little flustered, shook her head, and whispered, "Nothing, I was just a little distracted."
Dong Xiujin dropped the chess piece in his hand into the chess jar and suddenly said, "Two days ago, the Imperial College received a letter from Mr. Qin of Linjiang. After reading it, the Imperial College's chief priest, Shangguan Wenxiu, was so excited that he even took out a jar of Tianxiang that he had treasured for many years and treated us to three cups of it."
Dong Shulan's heart skipped a beat and she guessed what Mr. Qin had written.
Dong Xiujin continued, "Lord Shangguan gave this letter to me and others to circulate... I have to say, that young man named Fu Xiaoguan is truly a genius!"
Dong Xiujin stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking up at the stars and the moon.
"To establish a mind for heaven and earth, to establish a destiny for the people, to carry on the lost knowledge of the ancient sages, and to bring peace to the world for all eternity... this is the lifelong pursuit of scholars like us."
Dong Xiujin slowly turned around, looked at Dong Shulan, and asked, "Little sister, is he disturbing your heart?"
Dong Shulan lowered his head and shook his head hurriedly, but Dong Xiujin laughed. "Master Shangguan said that this sentence and this person must be included in the sacred school, so that all scholars in the world can understand why they study and know who made such a great aspiration. Therefore, Fu Xiaoguan's name will be recorded in the history books. Although Elder Qin also mentioned some of his deeds in the letter, his flaws outweigh his merits. Elder Qin did not hesitate to praise him at all."
"Little sister, you must have seen him when you went to Linjiang. Tell me what kind of person he is."
Dong Shulan's heart was pounding and her pretty face turned red.
"He...I don't know what kind of person he is."
Dong Xiujing was stunned. Dong Shulan raised her head with a confused look in her eyes.
"He...hasn't even finished the Four Books and Five Classics. He's just a scholar. I heard he used to be ridiculous, but after getting to know him, I don't think so. He's very steady, with a kind of...a calmness that comes from being tempered by many years. I don't know how to put it, but he doesn't look like an ordinary teenager."
"But he can compose poetry whenever he picks up a pen. Grandpa Qin knows this, and he just said this casually. But he just doesn't want to take the imperial examination, and he just writes these incomprehensible things."
Dong Xiujin frowned. "Something strange?"
"Well, he made a kind of wine that's better than Tianxiang. I sent it to the eldest princess. I guess the palace will buy it in a few days."
So, this person is obsessed with minor matters. Dong Xiujin felt a little regretful. In his opinion, anyone who could say that must be a learned man. With the favor of Old Qin, he would surely have a bright future.
But he was just a scholar, so that sentence could be understood as an accidental achievement.
My family is a scholarly family. My father is the Minister of Revenue, but Fu Xiaoguan is a landlord in Linjiang. I'm afraid that my younger sister's idea... will not come true.
"Tomorrow's Lan Ting Gathering will be hosted by Yan Xiwen of the Yan family. You can go and take a look."
Dong Xiujing left, but Dong Shulan was still upset.
Sitting alone in front of the window, she counted in silence, then took out a pen and ink and decided to write a letter to Fu Xiaoguan.
She understood the meaning behind her elder brother's words. He thought there was no possibility between them. Even if they could enter the sacred school and leave their names in the history books, it would not work. Because Fu Xiaoguan was a businessman, not a noble.
She did not persuade Fu Xiaoguan to study in the letter. She just said some ordinary words, such as going to the capital, and going to Linjiang with the Ninth Princess, which might make things difficult for him.
At this moment, by the river, Fu Xiaoguan was also sitting in front of the window and decided to write a letter to Dong Shulan.
Because he decided to find someone to deliver the two boxes of wine to Dong Shulan tomorrow.
He did not include the poem that expressed his telepathic connection with the other in this letter. Instead, after writing the letter, he included the first six chapters of A Dream of Red Mansions.
"This is the original manuscript, please return it after reading it!"
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