Chaos in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

Chapter 122

However, while Guan Ziyang was horrified, he thought of one thing. If the millions of refugees in Jiangbei could practice both Buddhism and Taoism, how terrible would their fighting power be?

If the few people in the aristocratic family who hold this secret can announce this matter earlier, there will be no such thing as chaos and chaos. I am afraid that the kingdom of heaven has already conquered the world.

Guan Ziyang really couldn't understand, what was the intention of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to depose Confucianism, and did he hope that his country would not be too strong?

Why choose Confucianism, which needs blood, just for the privileged class, the birth of the scholar-bureaucrat class, or this matter itself is a conspiracy of the scholar-bureaucrats?
Forbid Taoism and destroy Buddhism, beat those who are born with Dao heart and Buddha heart as low-level personnel, only respect Confucianism, hold bloodline descendants on the altar, and proudly pass bloodlines to form a gentry.

On the surface, all of this is an operation to make the country go backwards.

Maybe, after the Lanting Gathering tomorrow, Guan Ziyang will understand.

This world, I'm afraid it's going to be chaotic...

……

In order to prepare for tomorrow's gathering, I still have to take a good rest today.

At night, Guan Ziyang was sleeping soundly, but whispers came from the next door.

"Seng Shi, I heard from Uncle Bao and Uncle Hu that you want to become a monk? But is it true?"

"Well, Dad, I've thought about it. You said that although I have dual bloodlines, I am not suitable for practicing Confucian martial arts. Instead, I have gained the wisdom of Buddhism. I want to become stronger!"

"My child, you don't have to be like this. There are many precepts in the Buddhist school. Once you enter the Buddhist school, you will be imprisoned for life!"

"Father, don't worry, my child has suffered so much, you can endure ten years in Xifu, I am nothing, besides, the child's inner strength of ice and fire, without the harmony of Buddhist exercises, I will be useless in this life."

Oh, I was tricked by that kid.

Guan Ziyang originally thought that this kid was simple-minded and was struggling to make a choice between his adoptive father and his biological father, so it turned out that this kid was pretending.

He must have known that Zhi Daolin had gone to Fuling to treat Guan Ziyang's mother, and concluded that the relationship between the two was irreversible, so he wanted to join Zhi Daolin's sect through me.

This kid is very calculating!
The next door was silent for a moment, and then came a lower voice than before. Guan Ziyang could barely hear what he was saying about the innate energy circulating in his ears.

"Guan Ziyang, is he from the Xie family, or from Chu Suanzi? Or from Huan Wen?"

"I've been inquiring about this matter in many ways, but I'm sure I'm not from Huan Wen. The reason why Huan Wen showed his favor to Guan Ziyang over and over again is just to make the situation even more confusing.

There are already two saints Ge Hong and Ruan Xian behind him, so I guess, he is actually not as simple as it seems on the surface, and it is very likely that he is involved in a dispute between saints! "

"The battle between saints? But I see him as ordinary, just an ordinary Taoist cultivator, the biggest thing is that his internal strength is a little stronger."

"In short, remember, my child, if Guan Ziyang can be a friend, he must never be an enemy. His secrets are not something we should explore."

"Now that we have ushered in the age of saints, we have to seize this opportunity. Your father and I are definitely hopeless, but you, Seng Shi, will definitely have great achievements in the future!"

"Tomorrow I will sneak into Lanting Yaji in disguise. You don't need to recognize me when the time comes. First, go to Andong Temple through Guan Ziyang. Remember, you must worship Zhi Daolin as your teacher."

"I remember Dad, but can you tell me why it is Zhi Daolin?"

"I also vaguely heard Huan Wende's intermittent conversations with the sage, as if it was related to the Chosen Seven."

"Okay, that's all for today. Although I used the method of sound transmission into secrets, Xie An has always been unpredictable. Let's be careful. I'll go first."

Xi Sengshi's answer was not sent back later, it should be replaced by a nod.

Then came the sound of the breeze blowing through the wheat field, it should be Xi Chao who fled away with extremely brilliant lightness kung fu.

Guan Ziyang shook his head and smiled wryly, he couldn't help but smile, in this society, there are really calculations everywhere, how can there be a sincere person.

But after thinking about it, at least he can be sure that the green cicada sleeping outside is a brand new hologram for him, which means seeing people's hearts after a long time.

The simple Xi Sengshi, at such a young age, has such superb acting skills and city management, people's hearts are not ancient!
……

On the third day of March, Kuaiji County, Shanyin City, Lanting.

Looking at this crowd of people, Guan Ziyang was a little dazed for a while.

In the ninth year of Yonghe in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, on the third day of March "Shangsi Festival", Wang Xizhi, the general of the right army and a great calligrapher who was the internal historian of Kuaiji at that time, summoned a group of famous scholars and family children who built their houses in Dongtu, a total of 42 people, and went to Shanyin in Kuaiji. Lanting held the first Lanting Gathering.

The participants included celebrities such as Xie An, Xie Wan, Sun Chuo, Wang Ningzhi, Wang Huizhi, and Wang Xianzhi.

A total of 37 poems were awarded at the meeting.

Whether it is the time, the number of participants, or the number of poems written, they are all clearly recorded in the history books, but what is going on with this scene now.

On both sides of the stream less than one meter wide, hundreds of colorful tents stand on the green grass.

People who come and go, men and women, old and young, are among them. Some people set up a stove to make a fire, some wash rice and wash vegetables, and some children boo at the stream, causing adults to slap the birds.

This noisy scene is really the Lanting Gathering?

The Lanting Art Collection in this world is too disappointing!

Seeing that Guan Ziyang was dumbfounded, Xie An smiled and said, "Why? It's no surprise. Many of these people came from thousands of miles away. Naturally, we are not as accurate as we are in keeping track of the time. Some of them have already lived here for half a month. .”

Guan Ziyang was dumbfounded, and asked: "I just want to know who organized this Lanting Gathering, and how can it get the response of the nobles all over the country."

Xie An stretched out his index finger, pointed at Guan Ziyang, tapped his wrist lightly, and said, "Oh, you're wrong. It's not all the gentry, but the middle and above gentry, and besides the gentry, there are also Buddhist and Taoist sects who live in seclusion. people, and even a few influential figures among the common people."

After Xie An finished speaking, he pointed to a bald monk sitting cross-legged not far away: "Do you think this monk is young? In fact, he is an eminent monk who is over fifty years old——Dao Sheng."

The head of the Four Sages?Dawson?

Before Guan Ziyang could see it clearly, Xie An pointed to another place and said, "That old Taoist with a sense of immortality is exactly as famous as your master Ge Hong——Ganbao."

Dry treasure?Search Gods?

Just wanted to take a closer look at this legendary figure.

Xie An pressed his head, turned to a tent in the distance, and said, "Did you see that old woman who was cooking?"

She is 'Two Miao', Mrs. Wei, Wang Xizhi's first calligraphy teacher. Although she is 82 years old now, she is already at the peak of the first grade at 41, and now she has reached the realm of returning to nature. "

Guan Ziyang was dazzled by the sight, good guy!
No one is waiting for you!
Xie An was about to introduce him again, but Guan Ziyang interrupted: "Mr. An Shi, I can't remember if you talk too much. It's too noisy here. Let's introduce it after the Yaji officially starts."

Xie An smiled: "Okay, don't be in a hurry, don't you want to know the organizer, let's go, I'll take you there to meet."

Xie An was full of anticipation, so he followed Xie An thinking about going up the stream, the more people left, the fewer people there were.

Not long after, I saw a locust tree with a crooked neck. The branches of the locust tree were slanted, standing in this place where the grass is everywhere is very eye-catching.

And there are actually three people sitting cross-legged on the tree. They closed their eyes and meditated, sitting face to face.

There was a strange aura emanating from his body. Guan Ziyang couldn't tell what it was, but it felt very familiar.

The dress of the three people is also obvious, one is bald, one is a Taoist priest, and one is a Confucian scholar.

Guan Ziyang pointed at them suspiciously and asked, "Are they the organizers?"

Xie An smiled and said, "You can say yes, or you can say no."

Guan Ziyang doubted: "What is yes and no, Mr. An Shi, don't be a fool, is it right?"

Xie An flicked his long beard and asked, "What do you think the three of them look like?"

Seeing that Xie An still didn't answer directly, Guan Ziyang snorted coldly: "I look like a dead person."

As soon as the words fell, I suddenly felt a beating in my heart, and it seemed that three voices came from at the same time.

But the sound was like an alien sound. Although he could hear it clearly, he couldn't understand the meaning of it. The strange thing was that he was sure that each sound represented a Chinese character, but he just didn't know what it was.

Seeing Guan Ziyang's eyes widen, Xie An chuckled and said, "Did you hear that too?"

Guan Ziyang nodded, and Xie An asked, "Whose voice? But that Taoist?"

Guan Ziyang thought that it seemed that three people said it at the same time, but he vaguely felt that this matter seemed not simple. Although the other party was Xie An, his instinct told him that he needed to hide something.

"Well, that's what the Taoist said."

so you get it?
Guan Ziyang was puzzled: "What do I understand?"

Xie An said: "These three people summoned the big guys. They only appear here on the third day of March every year. They have been here for five years. Can you guess who they are?"

Guan Ziyang tremblingly said: "So mysterious? Could it be Lao Tzu, Confucius and Kuramoji?"

"That's right! It should be them!"

Guan Ziyang's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it: "These three are the Three Great Wisdoms who are being transmitted? They have been dead for an unknown number of years, how did they appear here?"

Xie An said: "No one knows about this, but everyone with a semi-sacred energy will be summoned by sound transmission here. Although everyone does not understand the words of a saint, but as the semi-sacred people who come here become more and more The more, it took five years, five full gatherings of saints, to decipher some of these holy words."

Guan Ziyang said: "So today's gathering is actually to announce the holy words, isn't it?"

Xie An nodded and said: "You are more than half right. In fact, announcing the holy words is also a part of the holy words. Most of the world's heroes came today because of the summons of many semi-sages, and the reason why the semi-sages organized this Lanting Gathering is because of the holy words."

Guan Ziyang's world view collapsed.

Live in Bengbu!
What about Gao Wu?What about the Eastern Jin Dynasty?
It's okay to have some deviations between history and history books, and now even physics and biology are beginning to lose their grip on the coffin.

Suddenly, the locust tree with crooked neck in front of it gradually faded, and finally disappeared completely.
Guan Ziyang asked, "Why did it suddenly disappear again?"

Both of our half-sacred energy machines are too weak, and they can only be displayed for 1 minute at most.

Only when the real half-saint arrives, will the locust tree and the three saints sitting on it appear for about a quarter of an hour.

"So that's it, let's go then."

"You don't want to see any more?"

Guan Ziyang smiled and said, "It's not as interesting for a dead saint to see a living half-sage. Didn't you say that most of the saints in the world have come? Let's go and meet them."

After saying that, Guan Ziyang was about to drag Xie An away.

Xie An said unhappily: "Is it so easy to see you as a half-sage? If your master Ge Hong came, it would be the same, but it's a pity that he didn't come."

Guan Ziyang asked again: "What about the other saints?"

"People naturally disdain to see you."

Guan Ziyang smiled: "I think you don't know where they are, do you? Hahaha!"

Xie An really liked Guan Ziyang's provocative method, and shouted: "Who said I don't know anymore, it's just that it's not the time yet, they just don't want to show up, they are among the crowd over there, it's just that no one else Just discovered."

Just kidding, now there are only two people here, Guan Ziyang and Xie An.

Guan Ziyang's expression turned serious immediately, and he asked, "Mr. An Shi, will my formation of the Beifu Army in Jingkou...?"

Xie An also put away his smile, and replied solemnly: "I know what you are worried about, but don't worry, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, freezing three feet is not a day's cold, and a centipede is dead but not stiff. "

The meaning of these words is that although the status of the gentry will begin to be challenged and impacted after today, the gentry that has been passed down for hundreds of years is not just as simple as blood martial arts.

Their property, their fields, the population of the family, the stability of the family, the cultural inheritance of the family, etc., are not comparable to those of the common people in a short period of time.

Moreover, the most important thing is that the official selection system of the Jiupin Zhongzheng system is still in the hands of the gentry, and the state power is in the hands of the gentry.

Therefore, Guan Ziyang didn't have to worry about the problem of recruiting the refugee army. The influence of the Lanting Gathering would last for three to five years, and society should not change much.

Hearing Xie An's explanation, Guan Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief.

Guan Ziyang walked to the position where his neck was bent just now, and sat down cross-legged like the three great wise men.

Xie An also sat beside him.

"Missing, did you sense something?"

"Well, I feel like something is trying to get into my head..."

……

"Brother Guan, look what this is!"

Guan Ziyang, who was meditating, opened his eyes and saw Xi Seng Shi running towards him excitedly, still holding something in his hand.

Guan Ziyang got up, and when he saw it, it was a "Lotus Sutra", the cover of the book was exactly the same as his one.

Guan Ziyang flipped through it quickly, and sure enough, the content was completely different from his own.

He remembered that in the middle of the night last night, Xi Chao, Xi Seng Shi's uncle and adoptive father, under Huan Wen's seat in the Xifu, secretly came to Xie's other courtyard last night.

This "Lotus Sutra" should have been given to him by Xi Chao.

Moreover, Xi Chao said to Xi Sengshi: "If Guan Ziyang can be a friend, he must not become an enemy."

So, Xi Sengshi is counting as trying to please me?

(End of this chapter)