Sun Yu came out of the study and felt quite disappointed.

I don’t know how many people regard his father Sun Chengzong as a god in the entire Ming Dynasty. This is a glory for his son, but the other is a little unwilling: no matter how hard he works, he will never achieve the same achievements as his father.

For the second son Sun Yu, this sense of loss is stronger because he obtained the position of Shangbao Sicheng through his father's Yin. This position was specially designed for the unscrupulous sons of the cabinet masters. It is a sixth rank. He has nothing to do with eating imperial grain all his life, but he has no chance of promotion.

"Second brother, why are you dejected?" A crisp sound of jumping came towards him.

When Sun Yu looked up, he saw that his fifth brother was wearing strong clothes, and forced a smile: "What are you saying? I just saw the guest with my father and was tired." He paused and smiled, "I can't compare to you young people!"

Sun Chengzong's five descendants, Sun Yu, was only twenty-five years old, and looked even older than Qian Yiqun. This is the effect of clearing one's heart and having few desires. At first, it would not be obvious. If there were five or six years, one would be quiet in the mountains and the other would be playing in the world, and the other would be very different in the face.

"I heard that a god came when I was meeting in the West Flower Hall today?" Sun Yat-sen stepped forward and climbed up his second brother's arm, "Second brother, tell me."

"Although I am not a god, I am also a seed of a god." Sun Wei knew that his younger brother liked to inquire about these things the most, so he raised his spirit and told the whole story in the West Flower Hall.

Although Sun Yu didn't add fuel to the fire and spoke dryly, Sun Yu listened with relish, his eyes rolled. Of course, his second brother knew Mo Shen about him and smiled and said, "What are you thinking about?"

Sun Yu smiled and took out a book from behind, swayed in front of Sun Yu's eyes. He said, "The kind man you are talking about is not an ordinary person!" After that, he showed the book, chose two wonderful paragraphs and read it with his second brother.

When Sun Yu heard that there were thunder and flames everywhere, he raised his face and said, "What book is this? But he doesn't teach people to follow the right path! It's absurd!"

"This book is a wonderful book that is in its infancy!" Sun Yat said, "It is said that this book editor has a very good relationship with those strange people. Some people say that the owner of this bookstore has great powers and knows everything. Therefore, ordinary people can use this book to enjoy it, but those who know how to do it are just like a mansion."

"What a mess? Last time you took a book called "Jin Ping Mei" and it was also said it was a strange book. I was almost sent to Liaodong by my father. After healing, did you forget to hurt?" Sun Yu snatched the "fair book" in Sun Yu's hand. When he saw the cover, it was "Mo Hanzhai's Strange Stories".

"Hey, is this book?" Sun Qi was stunned.

"What? Second brother knows?" Sun Yu stretched out his hand, wanting his brother to return the book to him.

"I heard a few colleagues talk about it a few days ago," Sun Yu opened it casually, but saw that the articles inside did not have poems with titles and poems like ordinary novels. Instead, they were concise and concise, year, month, day, and provinces. It seemed that sometimes there was a place, which made people believe it.

"Take!" Sun Yu said, "The author of the book is nothing more than plausible in the Han, Tang and Song dynasties. His book is based on the name of Sun and Moon this year. Are you not afraid of being a taboo!"

"Second brother, there are all real things in this. Just read the books from a distant relative. You will know the wonderful things." Sun Yu explained.

Sun Yu looked at ten lines at a glance, turned two pages, and put the book in Sun Yu's hand, saying, "This book is nothing more than a god, a poison like Water Margin. What's rare? Do you really believe that what you said here is true? Ha, if you really have such great supernatural powers, why don't you go to the court? Nowadays, the kind-hearted man really has the great supernatural powers mentioned in the book. A national teacher, Hou Bo, and the Holy Emperor are willing to give up."

"I am not here!" Sun Yu hid the book and said, "Second brother, would you be a little abrupt when you say I'm going to pay homage to that kind-hearted master?"

"Hahaha, my little Baoju knows the etiquette?" Sun Qi laughed out loud, and disappeared from the fatigue just now. He said, "It's easy to talk to him, but today Yang Sichang was just showing off, and he beat him up. It can be seen that this person is not Yi Yu." After that, he said that his father's evaluation of the kind man made Sun Yu feel itchy and he wanted to go immediately.

"If you want to take a look from a distance and say hello, just go there." Sun Qi said to his younger brother, "If you want to sit down and chat slowly, you should go to Haitangyuan first."

"Haitangyuan?" Sun Yat said strangely, "What are you doing there?"

"The secret of heaven cannot be revealed!" Sun Qi kept silent and walked away.

Although Sun Yu was puzzled, he still followed the bluestone road to Haitangyuan.

The begonia garden is full of begonia, because Mrs. Sun and Wang love begonia only.

At this moment, there were three young Confucian scholars sitting under a big crabapple, gently shaking the folding fan, drinking sweet wine slowly, as if they met an old friend, and they were happy in their hearts.

If you walk closer and listen carefully, you will find something strange. Among these three, one sits alone and listens, while the other two seem to be arguing something.

These three people are naturally Bai Feng Baisha and Xue Yu.

"The Master said: Isn't it a gentleman to be angry without knowing it? That Taoist can't stand a few jokes. Obviously, he is not a practitioner." Xue Yuji sat on the mat, picked up the wine cup and sipped it.

Bai Feng said: "Yang Sichang is arrogant and arrogant. He is always taller when he sees anyone. This time he deserves to kick it on the iron plate."

"The best is like water. If he really has the Tao, he will not fight at the bottom of the country and let Yang Sichang be taller." Xue Yu said, "The father of Yang Sichang is the governor of the three sides, and he is a disciple of the emperor who is named the emperor on the list. From common affairs to government affairs and even military use, he is outstanding. Why can't he be taller than him? Isn't he heard: Taoist priests are everywhere, hahaha!"

Monks seem to be transcendent, but in fact they are not attracted by the Confucian scholars. In their opinion, these monks and Taoists are just beggars and charlatans who make a living by the Qiufeng. Even if there are gentry who firmly believe in Buddhism and morality, they are just a little courteous to these people for the sake of Sakyamuni and Lao Dan.

Even Tao Wenzhong, who was extremely honorable and favored during the reign of Emperor Shizong, was just a "aphrodisiac" in the words of these Confucian scholars. Moreover, after Emperor Shizong's death, all the civil officials in the court pointed the culprit at the Taoist priests who accompanied the emperor to refine alchemy and make medicine. They even believed that these demonic Taos harmed the bright world of the Ming Dynasty, causing Emperor Shizong's character to be absurd and his government was abandoned.

The only thing that monks respect is not the Taoist practice or magic, but the age.

If Qian Yiqun was 126 years old this year, he would naturally be respected by the world. Wherever he went, he would be respectful to ask for health care methods. However, he was only 26 years old, and it was inevitable that he was regarded as an ignorant and crazy child by the elderly.

"Thunder, rain, dew, is it the kindness of heaven? There is a person who practices Taoism and is good at it. How can you and I make a mistake?" Bai Feng said, "Who can say that the kind-hearted master is not teaching Yang Sichang?"

"It's ridiculous," Xue Yu said, "How can he be able to educate a Jinshi, the fourth-rank right-level military commander!"

"Brother Runze keeps his mouth shut and fame, how can I explain it to you? I will not plan to do it!" Bai Feng picked up the wine cup, drank it all, stood up and shook it, and said, "I'm tired of boats and cars, and I can't bear to drink, so I'll leave first. I hope Brother Runze will see forgiveness."

"It is my crime of kidnapping. I should let Mustard rest for a few days before coming for a banquet." Xue Yu stood up and gave a gift, "In the future, I will live with Sun's house and visit each other sooner or later, and I will be very close to each other."

"Brother Runze said very much." Bai Feng replied.

Sun Yu rushed to Haitangyuan and saw the three of them leaving. He quickly stepped forward: "Hahaha! So it turns out that the few of them are here for free! Brother Jizi, I haven't seen each other for many years, are you safe?"

Bai Feng saw Sun Yu and said with a smile: "Don't be polite, it sounds terrible."

"People are inevitably infected with some sour and corrupt air in the end of the five turbidities in the end of the world! Seeing you wearing square scarves and folding fans in your hands, you can't help but burst out." Sun Yu laughed and said, "You have been here for a long time? Why don't you see the kindest master?"

"We have been sitting for a while," Bai Feng said, "The kind-hearted elder went back to the house to rest."

"You guys talk, I'll say goodbye first." Xue Yu didn't like to hear the topic of kindness, so he gave Sun Yu a gift and left in a hurry.

Sun Yu stood upright and waited until Xue Yu's back disappeared deep in the winding path, and said, "Must seeds, I remember that you used to be like water and fire, how did you let go of your past grudges now?"

"Who, the fifth young master is good at knowledge, and both idioms are used correctly." Bai Feng said without a question, "Are you looking for a kind-hearted master?"

"The second brother said that if I want to make a relationship with the kind-hearted elder, I have to come to Haitangyuan first." Sun Yu scratched his head and said, "I don't know what the secret is."

Bai Feng was open-minded and knew that Sun Wei asked him to recommend Sun Yu to avoid losing anyone. He said, "Follow me, oh, this is my brother Baisha Bai Mizi." Bai Feng then remembered that Baisha had not seen Sun Yu yet, so he quickly introduced each other.

The two of them are similar in age, and Sun Yu is a straightforward and unscrupulous person. After a few words, he regarded Baisha as his old friend and walked towards Tianxiangyuan where Qian Yiqun was stationed in Dan.

In Tianxiangyuan, there were three people drinking tea at the stone table. A stone table sized by the Eight Immortals table was filled with tea fruits. The young and beautiful maids were in and out like flowing water. As long as the distinguished guests looked at them, they could come forward to serve them properly.

Liu Dingding was eating a fried fruit, and couldn't help but admire him, wishing to eat and take more. She remembered the golden scale basket's horn and said, "Junior brother, how can you refine the magic of the treasure of Qiankun in your sleeve?"

Qian Yiqun could not stand the heavy taste of the oil fruit, so he only had a cup of top and sipped it gently. He had become accustomed to Liu Dingding's disappearance and shook his head slightly.

Liu Dingding was quite disappointed: "Look, you have a golden scale basket, white mustard seeds and brocade bags. Even Fu Yuze's child's sleeves have some tricks, and it seems that there are endless talismans."

"He is the real brand of the sleeve," Qian Yiqun said, "The refining of these objects is actually a derivative."

"Oh, so that's it." Liu Ding responded calmly and asked again, "Junior brother, have you never touched the ordinary mind when you go in and out of the Prime Minister's Mansion?"
Chapter completed!