Chapter VI Master Who Knows the Destiny of Heaven and Stubborn Youth [V]
The farmer sighed a long time, and then persuaded his wife, 'I have long thought about how to place the gowardesh. He is poor and can't do farm work. After finding him, I will send someone to the town restaurant to work as a waiter. Although I don't earn much money, it is also a craft. In the future, I can also let the gowardesh earn a living, and marry a mother-in-law to grow some crops at home to support the family, And live a good life. ''
The young woman opened her eyes and asked in a low voice, 'Why don't you talk to the gowardesh? Just opened his eyes wide and taught him a lesson. If you had said that Gowardesh might not have run away? ''
'How can I tell him that I haven't lost a word yet? I want to tell him after everything is done, so as not to upset the child if nothing is done.' The farmer was angry and said, 'Who would have thought that after a few words, the gowardesh turned and ran away, and turned against him. Am I still his father?'
The young woman heard that her husband was a little angry, so she comforted him with warm words: 'Well, don't be angry again. After all, it's your own child. You've been tired all day, so you'd better sleep and have a rest. After spring ploughing, you can go to look for him. He won't run far. I'll ask someone again these days if he has seen him.'
The man sighed, a little ashamed and apologized to the young woman: 'I'm useless, and I can't let your mother and son live a good life. In fact, I didn't fulfill my father's responsibility to Chun'er, and I don't blame him for not having rules with me.' The young woman could not help comforting him. After a hard day's work, the couple fell asleep one after another.
'Oh, no, no, don't leave me.' ' Xie Chun wakes up from his sleep in a sweat and looks sad at the cold full moon outside the car. He dreamed about his wife and children last night. The wife looked at him tenderly. The eldest son has already married and established a family, and is mature and stable in mind. But the eldest son is also smiling at his safe return. Even the youngest son during the rebellious period is shouting to let him go.
Xie Chunzheng is going to be reunited with his wife and children. A wave of high waves pushes his wife and children away from him. He shouts out in a hurry and wakes up suddenly from sleep. With the help of the faint cold moonlight, he realizes that he is no longer Xie Chun, a painter who knows the fate of heaven, but Xie Chun, a stubborn 12-year-old boy from Shanxi in the 23rd year of Chenghua's reign in the Ming Dynasty.
The vicissitudes of the sea in the twinkling of an eye have made him steadily look down on life and death, and become a little panic. With the help of the moonlight, he looked at his white, tender, slender hands in front of him. In his memory, his big, thick hands and tall body no longer exist, and his wife and children will never see each other in this life. Yesterday, he just buried his body in his previous life, How can we go back to 2016 and reunite with our relatives.
He thought that he could not help crying. Even though he was abandoned by his own father when he was young, he was never so sad. When he became an adult, he was hated by his clansmen. At that time, he was just angry. What's more, he could not compare with the sense of helplessness and pain of losing his wife and children now. The sadness penetrated his heart and lungs, making him cry bitterly.
When the boy in his mind saw that he was crying sadly, he could not help comforting him with warm words: 'Don't cry any more, I will not make trouble with you in the future, will you live instead of me? Just don't do bad things, but also honor my parents and grandparents. Although they don't love me, will you honor them instead of me? ''
After Xie Chun burst into tears to vent his sadness, he wiped his tears with his hands to stabilize his mood, and sniffed at the stubborn young man in his mind: 'What do children know? I don't call it crying, I call it sadness. You can rest assured that I will let you know your family is famous for a while, and that you will be honored. ''
The young man smiled slightly and said, 'Nuo is not a kind person when he cries and smiles at an old age. My teacher taught me that I should not only listen to his boastful words and ambitions, but also check his actual actions. Anyway, I am in your mind. If you want to do something bad, I will make trouble with you, and it will be you who suffer.' '
After Xie Chun's grief and crying, the young man became extremely friendly to him. The two of them were at peace for the time being. Xie Chun looked at the young man's childish face in the rear-view mirror. Although his face was a little pale and his body was slightly thinner, he was also beautiful and talented. His big black eyes revealed a smart taste.
He sighed and put his thoughts on his wife and children aside, adjusted his mind and said to himself, 'Alas, although he was forced to agree to a few conditions for a child, it was generally a good thing. Look at this young skin, handsome and free and easy appearance. If I put it in my place, why is it a handsome man and handsome brother? Why didn't I have this figure in my last life? Otherwise, as a star model, I wouldn't have charmed a large number of fans? ''
After all, he was more than 40 years younger at once. Knowing that Master Tianming could not resist the temptation of youth, he admitted that he had crossed the reality of rebirth and looked at the old wolf sitting outside the car.
He patted his chest before he was afraid and said, 'Oh, my dear, fortunately I didn't wear it on the old wolf, otherwise I would like to learn from the brother who "went through the Three Kingdoms to become a python", and then another one, "the great painter who knew the destiny of heaven went through the Ming Dynasty to become a wolf". Don't talk about becoming a wolf, even if he is the wolf king, I don't care about it.' '
Xie Chun sorted out his thoughts. Since he was sure that he could not go back to modern society, he had to face the scene in front of him carefully. He combed through the fused memory fragments and suddenly cried out, 'No, how could this happen? Who can tell me what's going on? ''
Xie Chun is completely shocked. In his memory, the memory of his master when he taught him the eight part essay was like the mud at the bottom of a pond.
The master intoxicated with his face, Han Gui, the number one scholar in the 12th year of Kangxi's reign in the Qing Dynasty, [Pronunciation and exploration] wrote the article of the number one scholar: 'It is suitable for saints to travel and hide, and the place where the lost talents begin to show,,,,,,,' The title of the article is' Zi is Yan Yuan's saying, you can use it, you can hide it, and only I and you are husband ', which originates from the description of the Analects of Confucius, and it is Confucius's teachings to his disciple Yan Yuan.
After decades of years, he had forgotten and lost, and did not want to be familiar with recitation today, which surprised him. What happened? The dusty memory is awakened. Who did it and how did he do it? He was puzzled and had no choice but to search.
Sure enough, there are the articles of the top scholars in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties that Shifu praised in those days, and a few of the eight part essays written by excellent Juren. These eight part essays that were hard for him to remember in those days, now seem to have been engraved in his mind. If he wants to forget them, he will forget them for a while.
'Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute Xie Chun suddenly realizes that he knows both medicine and human brain structure. It seems that there is a valve in the human brain that closes the dusty old memory and absorbs new memory.
Just like some famous singers who sing on the stage, sometimes they forget their words, sometimes they even forget their famous works and their original works. Some people will question this or that of the star singers. In fact, this is not the case. They don't review the works of stars ten or even decades ago, just like the words that people are familiar with sometimes, It's the same if you can read or not write.
The dusty memory sinks down. If you don't relive it and stir up waves, how can you not forget that the stereotyped essay and writing method taught by Xie Chun's master in those years were useless in previous lives. Even the stereotyped essay from the late Ming Dynasty to the early Qing Dynasty was not discussed with him, so it would be deposited in his mind and no waves would appear again.