The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 43: Ten thousand years is too long, we must seize the day. (Please read later)
"This guy is still useful, let's take some out first."

Liang Yue watched Sun Song go down the mountain and laughed inwardly, it was really effortless to get it.

"Qiantang... If nothing unexpected happens, they are worshipping the Taiping Divine Fist's Du family as their master. The Du family is the chief priest of the Taiping Divine Fist. You have to be careful."

The people who chased him before should not be from the Sun family, otherwise Sun Song would not have come up to recruit Liang Yue; since then, Shi Quanzi destroyed his original secluded place and lived near Liuzhuang.

"I see."

At night, the sky is dotted with stars and the moon is bright.

Outside the house, the breeze rustled the bamboo leaves, and the swaying bamboo shadows looked like a demon with bared fangs and claws.

Inside the Dan Room of Penglai, Liang Yue watched the art of war being created by throwing beans.

The method of making soldiers out of beans uses soybeans.

Draw the military talisman in advance, and then soak soybeans in rootless water and rooster blood for three days. Then take out the soybeans and wrap them with the military talisman. One talisman wraps five beans, and then open the altar for offering.

Wait until the talisman naturally turns to ashes, and the red sand soldier beans will be ready. When you need them, just input true energy and throw out the beans.

"Harmony and unity, symbiosis of all things, sowing beans to make soldiers, guardian spirits."

"It's worthy of being a sect with a long history." Liang Yue sighed.

Afterwards, he found a pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and yellow paper and began to practice drawing talismans.

Try several times and make a preliminary copy.

After wasting hundreds of sheets of yellow paper, I finally mastered the art of writing with one stroke.

This was his first time drawing a talisman. Today, when the inheritance of Taoism was cut off, Liang Yue tried to gather the inheritance bit by bit.

The next day, Sun Song came again. He stroked his beard and said with a smile:
"how?"

"I have some clues. Please give me a little more time, Immortal Sun." Liang Yue delayed time to see if this spell could be practiced first. After reaching a conclusion, he would practice other spells.

"Yes, you really have a destiny to be an immortal." Sun Song secretly laughed at this man who was really crazy. It would be strange if he could practice it. If he could, he would twist his head off and change his name to Sun Gao.

But being obsessed is also a good thing, as people will become more fanatical after becoming believers.

"Haha, let's go." Sun Song floated down the mountain again, and new poems were heard from afar.

"Eternity has been silent, what is the hustle and bustle of the world? Understand the wonders of the immortals, and be transcendent and contain the ultimate essence."

Shiquanzi came out from one side.

"Does he really think of himself as a god?"

……

On the other side, the wilderness.

The carriage sped along, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The person driving the coach was Zhu Xiongtai.

"Yingtai, did Shanbo really write to ask me to come over?" Zhu Xiongtai asked, turning his head. He always felt something was strange.

"Yes, yes, I've said it so many times. That's what it says in the letter." Zhu Yingtai said unhappily.

In fact, she made it up. It never happened. She just wanted her elder brother to bring her over.

More than half a year had passed, and she wanted to ask in person why he hadn't come to marry her "sister".

"Hey, Brother Liang wants to see me. Even if I am thousands of miles away, I will come back." Zhu Xiongtai shook his head, thinking that he was truly Shanbo's confidant.

……

Early in the morning, the carriage stopped at the gate of the fort.

A middle-aged gentleman came down, with a long beautiful beard and a refined temperament.

Xie Xuan had nothing to do after leaving office, so he came over to visit.

The carriage came along the road. The crops here were growing well and the people had rosy faces and were smiling. It seemed that the people living in Liuzhuang were living a good life. No wonder auspicious signs appeared here.

"How come Lord Kang Le has time to come here?"

In the pavilion beside the pond, Liang Yue made tea for Xie Xuan.

"I came here specially to express my gratitude. I have been worried that the Xie family would have no successor. The auspicious incident has allowed the Xie family to gain a firm foothold in the court, and I can rest assured to step down." Xie Xuan took a sip of tea and said slowly.

Liuzhuang tea is very interesting. Others add ingredients to boil tea, but here they fry the tea leaves and make tea, which tastes unique.

"I see."

Liang Yue did not pay attention to what was happening in the court. When troubled times came, the aristocratic families were nothing more than bigger ants.

He is very disappointed with the current situation. There is almost no one doing practical work.

Liang Yue couldn't help but say: "I have to say, your brother-in-law Wang Ningzhi is really a complete waste."

Wang Ningzhi became the governor of Kuaiji. He was superstitious about the Taiping Tianshi doctrine, and the promotion of Huangdi's Qiminshu was shelved. The people's livelihood, which had been expected to improve, gradually deteriorated.

Xie Xuan was not angry when he heard this. Instead, he laughed and said, "Haha, the Xie family also sees him this way."

The two chatted about political affairs.

Not far away, the soldiers were doing exercises after finishing their farm work.

Xie Xuan saw the mystery and asked in surprise: "Your followers all know internal skills? How did you find them?"

"It's just luck." Liang Yue couldn't say that it was the Kuiniu Society's doing.

……

Another carriage was on its way to Liuzhuang. Zhu Gongyuan pondered for a long time. His daughter was about to get married. This time he visited his colleagues in the court to look for candidates. At this moment, he already had a candidate in mind.

……

"Hou Jun, the Zhu family is here to visit."

"Oh? Excuse me."

"Let's go together."

When Liang Yue went out, he originally thought it was Zhu Gongyuan, but he never expected it to be Zhu Yingtai's brother and sister.

The two looked at each other.

"Haha, Shanbo, so long... uh..." Zhu Xiongtai laughed heartily and was about to step forward to greet him.

Liang Yue simply bypassed this person.

When they came in front of Zhu Yingtai, there was a big contrast in their heights.

"How did you come?"

Zhu Yingtai's face flushed, and she said angrily, "What about the previous promise? Are you not going to fulfill it?"

"That's right. I don't plan to propose to your sister."

Zhu Yingtai's face turned pale, her body was shaky, and there was a trace of despair in her eyes. She asked, "Why?"

"Because I want to marry you."

Liang Yue took a step forward and embraced the beauty who had been his classmate for two years.

hum!
It turned out that he had known it for a long time.

"Shan Bo, what do you want to do?"

Zhu Yingtai was in a trance, her face turned as red as a shrimp, and she felt like her head was steaming.

"I will stay with you till the end of my life."

The most important thing is that the world can't keep it.

The long river of history is like a surging river, which will never return; we will also grow old and die. If we don’t do some things now, it will be too late to regret in the future.

Ten thousand years is too long, we must seize the day.

Live this life without regrets, with beautiful women and lover until the end of your life.

Zhu Xiongtai was stunned.

Outside the door, Xie Xuan stroked his beard with a smile in his eyes.

Willows are swaying and butterflies are flying.

The black-robed monk Jiekong looked at this place and saw this scene, with a relieved smile on his face.

"May all lovers in the world drink from the same river."

Liang Yue let go of his hand and said seriously: "Tomorrow, I will ask someone to propose marriage."

"Yeah... OK." Zhu Yingtai finally calmed down, but she was still a little shy. "When did you find out?"

"We knew it from the beginning. Everyone in Liuzhuang knew it."

"You..." Zhu Yingtai's eyes widened in disbelief.

When we were studying, we slept on the same bed and with our feet touching each other, wasn’t that...

"Haha." Liang Yue knew what the woman was thinking and burst into laughter.

To cultivate Taoism does not mean to be castrated and enter the palace. To become an immortal does not mean to give up all emotions and love.

Laozi and Zhuangzi both had wives and children. Ningyangzi and Liu An also had descendants.

When it comes to practicing Taoism, all you need to do is follow the will of nature and govern by doing nothing.

The great hermit hides himself in the court, and forgetting about all emotions is the ultimate emotion.

This is the way of freedom of Laozi and Zhuangzi.

Da da da……

The carriage started moving and the scholars got off.

When Zhu Gongyuan saw the scene in front of him, he was also stunned and could not speak for a long time.

He hoped that he was mistaken and this was Kuaiji, not Yuzhang.

"Uncle!" Liang Yue greeted him frankly.

Xie Xuan suddenly spoke up and said, "Gongyuan, how about I be the matchmaker for the marriage of the two young people?"

Zhu Gongyuan thought for a long time and said, "Okay."

The Zhu family was not a northern clan with strict rules and regulations, but a native southern aristocratic family. Their ancestors were ancient Chu nobles and their family traditions were relatively open-minded, otherwise they would not have let their daughter disguise herself to study.

An ancient Chu noble, the daughter of Wu and Yue, she dares to love and hate.

In this life, the dull life ends.

Nung, moon and new moon.

(End of this chapter)