Rebirth of the Great Power

Rowing all the way, you can have a panoramic view of the beautiful scenery of Slender West Lake.The weather is fine and the scenery is picturesque. Being in it, I feel relaxed and happy.

A few people were very excited about traveling, and on the recommendation of the old man, they went to Xiaojin Mountain, and they agreed to pick them up in an hour.

Xiaojinshan is the largest island on the Slender West Lake, and there are many pavilions and pavilions on the island.Several people walked up the winding mountain road and slowly approached the wind pavilion.The Wind Pavilion is the commanding height of the entire Slender West Lake, and the scenery there has a special flavor.

In such a good season, there are not many tourists here.When Mu Yuan and others arrived, a group of young scholars were reciting poems and painting in the wind pavilion.The two didn't feel disappointed, but watched with interest.

These few scholars are really talented, no matter their poems or paintings are amazing.Mu Yuan and Ji San watched with great interest, but Tian Yuan and Mo Yan felt a little bored, and went to play elsewhere after asking the master's permission.

After appreciating each other's works, several young people started talking again.At first, it was nothing more than each other's current situation and interesting rumors, and later they slowly talked about state affairs and criticized current affairs.

The young people are full of enthusiasm and dare to say anything, and when it comes to righteous indignation, they even attack the crime.

Mu Yuan found it interesting to hear that this group of young people really had a lot of ideas, although some places were unavoidably whimsical, it was just because they were standing in different positions and some things could not be seen.Mu Yuan asked himself if he didn't know the 5000-year history of the original world like the palm of his hand, and if he used history as a mirror, his insights would not be better than theirs.

At the end, someone sighed: "What's the use of us talking here? It can't be heard by the heavens, and it's just some complaints."

Then some people echoed: "A poor family, even if he is full of blood and poetry, he has no way to serve the country."

Another person sighed: "I want to give up my pen and join the army like Brother Ren Jian, but I don't have the strength to restrain a chicken, and my parents don't allow it."

Hearing this, Mu Yuan's mood was also affected, and he became a little depressed. He also noticed that since the group of young scholars started talking about state affairs, Ji San had calmed down, and the faint smile on his face had also subsided.

Is it because those young people said something that shouldn't be said?Thinking of the identity of the other party, Mu Yuan secretly speculated, but couldn't say anything.

When there was no one there, it was Ji San who first asked, "Brother Mu, what do you think of those scholars just now?"

Mu Yuan thought for a while, then replied conservatively: "I'm quite talented, those poems and paintings are pretty good."

"Is there anything else?" Ji San gave a look of "You know what I'm asking is not this".

Mu Yuan pondered for a while, and then replied sincerely: "He has passion, ambition, and talent."

With bright eyes, Ji San nodded and said, "That's right, these are all talents, and they are the pillars of the country. If they can be used by the court, they will be of great good to the country and the people."

As Ji San said, his eyes dimmed a little, and he sighed softly: "It's a pity that the phrase 'from a humble family' cuts off all possibilities. In addition to the Imperial Academy, there are a few children from poor families in the imperial court. They are still officials who are sent out. Could it be that they come from a powerful family or are related to them. There are countless people who are vegetarians. But those who are really talented and ambitious can only be buried. loss to the country."

Nowadays, the imperial court adopts a system similar to the "Nine Grades Zhongzheng System" that Mu Yuan knows about the selection and selection of officials, which pays attention to one's family status and background.It is as difficult for a child from a poor family to enter the imperial court as an official.

Mu Yuan listened quietly, he knew that when Ji San said something, he didn't want to hear his opinion, but just wanted to talk, and he was willing to be a silent listener.

Sure enough, after a while, Ji Sangu smiled to himself, and said in a low voice, "Let Brother Mu listen to my complaints, please don't bother me."

Mu Yuan shook his head quietly, and comforted him, "No."

Afterwards, the two of them didn't bring up similar topics again, but it was only after they left Xiaojinshan that the slightly depressed mood and atmosphere slowly adjusted.

In the evening, several people arrived at Daming Temple.

The Daming Temple that Mu Yuan knew was first built in the Southern Dynasties Daming Period, and this era naturally has no history of the Southern and Northern Dynasties.It's just a coincidence that a few dynasties ago, there was also an emperor named Daming, and it happened that this temple was built at that time, also named Daming Temple.Once again, Mu Yuan sighed at the surprisingly similar history.

The carriage was parked at the foot of the mountain, and a few people walked up slowly along hundreds of stone steps to visit this solemn ancient temple.

After casually visiting the temple, Mu Yuan and Ji San were invited to the presiding meditation room.

Ji San said yesterday that he would come to Daming Temple to ask for a cup of tea from the abbot, but as soon as he entered the temple, the inkstone disappeared for a while, presumably to make arrangements.

The presiding officer is kind-hearted, like a gentle old man, wearing cassock, sitting in the meditation room, with a tea set in front of him.

The two saluted and sat down opposite the host.

Ji San opened his mouth and said: "Master, you are safe and sound."

The host folded his palms together, recited Amitabha, and said, "Thank you for your care, I'm fine."

"That's good." Ji San said.

The host said again: "I would also like to thank the benefactor for the Yuqian Dragon Well that was sent a month ago. This thing is rare, and the benefactor has taken care of it."

Ji San smiled lightly: "Master is a person who knows the goods. It is better to give such a good thing to the master than to ruin it in the hands of a rough man like me."

"The benefactor is too modest." The host sang another Buddhist gatha.

Ji San clapped his palms in front of Mu Yuan and said, "This is my friend, Mu Yunzhi."

Mu Yuan took advantage of the situation and bowed: "Hello, Master."

The host returned a salute: "Master Mu, you are polite."

The host opened the tea box at hand, and the aroma of the fried tea came out.

"This is the Dahongpao treasured by the old monk. When I heard that a distinguished guest is coming, I specially invite it to entertain you."

Ji San smiled lightly: "This is much more precious than the Longjing before the rain, so I'm taking advantage of it."

The host clasped his hands together and said: "The benefactor's words are wrong. It's not unreasonable to have friends coming from afar. A few pieces of tea leaves are nothing, why bother to look."

Ji San lowered his head and said, "I made a slip of the tongue."

The way the host makes tea is very nice.

Mu Yuan once enjoyed the tea ceremony performance, and the steps are roughly the same.It's just that most of the performers are young girls, and they look smart and gentle, pleasing to the eye.And the host is an elder, and there is a thick and long-lasting taste that has precipitated the taste of the years.

After a while, the bright orange tea was poured into the cup from the small pot, and a rich orchid fragrance spread out, refreshing.The fragrance is long-lasting and the taste is excellent. It is indeed the pinnacle of rock tea.

After drinking tea and chatting for a while, the two got up and said goodbye.

The host sent it to the door of the meditation room, put his palms together and said: "The meditation room has been prepared in the monastery, the two benefactors, please help yourself, the old monk has to do evening classes, so I will not accompany you."

The two returned the courtesy: "Master, please stop."

After dinner, the two took a walk in the forest in the backyard to digest food.Chatting and chatting, the interest was revived, so I went back to the Zen courtyard and set up a chessboard on the stone table in the courtyard.

At the end of the round, it was no surprise that Mu Yuan won again.Ji San has long been used to such a result, so he will not be depressed, and he can clearly feel that his chess skills have improved a lot after studying the game with Mu Yuan during this period of time.

By the time the review was over, it was almost Haishi.

It was already dark, but fortunately the starlight was shining tonight. Although it was not as bright as the moonlight, it was not too difficult to see. Moreover, the black and white chess pieces seemed to be reflected in the starlight, and they could be seen clearly when they landed on the chessboard.

The two servants didn't bother the master except to refill tea twice and give clothes once.

Ji San touched the warm chess piece between his fingers, pondered for a while and said, "It is said that chess style is like a person, and a person's chess style is related to his temperament. I don't know what brother Mu thinks about this statement."

Mu Yuan thought for a while, and replied: "The style of chess is like a person, there is some truth in this statement. Go, at a small scale, it is just a game; at a large scale, it can also guide life and explain the truth. The so-called life Like chess, chess is like life. A person's temperament can indeed influence his chess style. Some people are impatient, and his chess is often irritable; Some people are good at giving up, some are soft... These are more or less reflected on the chessboard, so sometimes a person's temperament can be seen from a game of chess. There are also people whose temperament is exactly opposite to the style of chess, but they can all Found some clues."

"So, Brother Mu also thinks that a person's chess style is not easy to change in a certain period of time, right?" Ji San asked.

Mu Yuan seemed to understand what the other party wanted to say, and replied: "In general, it is like this. However, everything cannot be described in words, and there will always be some exceptions."

Ji San smiled and said, "So Brother Mu is the exception?"

"How?" Mu Yuan asked back.

Ji San smiled: "Actually, I have always been very curious. It seems that Brother Mu's chess does not have a fixed style. Sometimes it is as gentle as a calm lake, which can make people drown in gentleness; sometimes it is as violent as an undercurrent at the bottom of the lake. The feeling of oppression is suffocating. Sometimes it is ferocious and merciless; sometimes it is agile and jumping, making people unable to follow. But Brother Mu gives people the feeling of indifference and detachment..." Ji San paused for a while, thinking Thinking about shaking his head again: "It seems that the saying that chess is like a man can't be proved by Brother Mu at all."

Mu Yuan joked, "Maybe it's because I hide too deeply, Brother Ji can't see through."

Ji San shook his head, but said with certainty: "I said before, I have always been very accurate in seeing people. Brother Mu is definitely not a person with deep thoughts and changeable thoughts."

Mu Yuan put away his jokes, thought for a while, and said slowly: "I have been touching chess pieces since I was two years old. Since I can remember, even when I was not aware of anything, I have been with the chessboard. Go has long been Inseparable part of my life. Facing the chessboard, sometimes I have a feeling that it is not that I am going to make this move, but that it should be there. Faced with different opponents, there will be different responses. This is It's very natural, a feeling as if it should be like this."