Confucian Cultivator Under One Person

Whether it's three in the morning and four in the evening, or four in the morning and three in the evening, it's essentially the same, but the monkey's mood has changed... Don't people always emphasize "getting the money in hand" and getting it first, then worrying about it?

Tan Yutong couldn't help but laugh and said, "You're comparing people to monkeys... When doing business, you have to take a long-term view."

Fu Yuan asked in return: "If we earn the same amount of money, would you rather get the biggest share sooner or last?"

Tan Yutong stopped talking.

Fu Yuan shook his head and said, "The essence is the same, but the appearance changes, which will cause the monkey's mood to change. Monkeys, like humans, only see the appearance and are confused by it, but fail to see the essence. In essence, whether it is three in the morning and four in the evening, or four in the morning and three in the evening, it is like seven hazelnuts a day.

The same is true for my practice. What I want is a clear conscience. This is the core essence and I cannot be misled by appearances.

Many people like to say that if they had chosen this or that, things would be this or that now...then what were they doing in the first place?

If you grasp the essence, you won't be dominated by emotions, you won't be confused by appearances, and if you do everything with a clear conscience, you won't have any regrets!

Tan Yutong looked at Fu Yuan thoughtfully.

Fu Yuan exhaled and said, "If I owe you a favor, I have to pay it back. I can't delay it just because I'm afraid of trouble now. I won't delay it until Uncle Xu dies and I feel guilty. Then I'll be in even greater trouble!

Okay, I'll go see Uncle Xu."

Chapter 46 Entrustment

in the hospital.

Xu Xiang was lying on the hospital bed. Seeing Fu Yuan push the door open, he took off his breathing mask with great effort, took a breath, and said, "You're here."

Fu Yuan sighed, placed the fruit on the bedside table, picked up Xu Xiang's wrist, and began to feel his pulse, saying, "Uncle Xu, you're a Qi cultivator, and you've actually lost yourself to this extent?"

Xu Xiang was very open-minded and said with a smile: "You also know Chinese medicine?"

"No, I'm just pretending." Fu Yuan stuffed Xu Xiang's hand back into the quilt and said, "I can only feel your pulse beating weakly, but I have no idea what the specific pulse is."

Xu Xiang said happily: "Then you say I'm in deficit?"

Fu Yuan picked up an apple and began to peel it, saying, "I cultivate qi. I cultivate joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, sadness, fear, shock, and all kinds of turbid qi. That's why I can think a lot and think deeply without any harm.

What about you? You cultivate a breath of innate Qi, which is pure indeed, but once you think too much, it will naturally be depleted. Isn't that a deficit?

Why do you think Taoists advocate a pure heart and few desires, contentment with what they have, and the pursuit of a peaceful and tranquil mind? "Fewer thoughts, fewer desires, and no learning, no worries"—do you think that's just talk?

Xu Xiang understood, sighed, and said, "I just can't bear to leave my baby."

Fu Yuan peeled an apple and said, "The world isn't a pure land. Everyone has their own sufferings. Can you handle this?"

Xu Xiang said firmly: "I can't worry about other people, but I can't let go of the baby's affairs. I can't ignore them!"

Fu Yuan shook his head and said, "What does this mean in the eyes of Taoists? Obsession? Obsession?"

“Isn’t that what Buddhism says?”

"I don't understand. Anyway, it's all outside of my heart."

Fu Yuan cut the apple into pieces, stuffed a slice into Xu Xiang's mouth, and ate another slice himself. He asked casually, "By the way, where's Sister Bao?"

Xu Xiang took the apple out of his mouth and said, "Last year, company information was leaked, and someone is investigating the fight between aliens twelve years ago."

Fu Yuan chewed an apple, his attitude casual, and said: "I knew about this last year, and someone planned to take advantage of the situation and plot against me... Where have they found out now?"

Xu Xiang looked at Fu Yuan with a questioning look in his eyes.

Fu Yuan glanced at him and said, "Don't look at me like that. Old Liu is a man who 'seeks benevolence and gets it, so why complain?' There's no hatred between us. Even if the murderer is still alive, I won't seek revenge. There's no revenge to take!"

Xu Xiang asked with interest: "Tell me in detail?"

"Say what?"

Fu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Xu Xiang's expression and couldn't help but laugh. He said, "Are you bored lying in bed? Do you want to hear a story? Okay, since you're a patient, I'll tell you one.

Do you know the story of Boyi and Shuqi giving up their kingdom? They were originally two princes of the Guzhu Kingdom in the late Shang Dynasty. Eventually, neither of them wanted to inherit the throne, so they yielded to each other and eventually retreated to the mountains to live in seclusion.

Although their lives were hard and they were said to have starved to death in the end, it was their own choice.

Later, a dispute over the throne between father and son occurred in the State of Wei. Zigong used the story of Boyi and Shuqi to test whether Confucius would intervene.

As a result, Confucius said, "If one seeks benevolence and obtains it, what is there to complain about?" This is from the "Shu Er" chapter of "The Analects of Confucius".

That's the gist of it. Make your own choices and take action towards them. No matter what the final outcome is, there's nothing to resent."

Xu Xiang asked curiously, "Under what circumstances would you seek revenge?"

Fu Yuan thought for a moment and said, "For example, if Old Man Liu was living in the village and someone suddenly came and killed him, I would naturally avenge him."

Xu Xiang then asked, "If the murderer from twelve years ago had descendants still alive, do you think he should seek revenge? You have to know that they were fighting each other, and Mr. Liu is also a murderer."

Fu Yuan chewed on an apple and said vaguely, "How can I care about others? Besides, strictly speaking, the consequences of Old Man Liu's actions cannot fall on me. He still has descendants and disciples!"

However, if the other party's descendants take the initiative to seek revenge on me, then there will be hatred between us. Do you know how Confucianism views enemies?

The Book of Rites states: "One who is the enemy of one's father cannot live under the same sky with another; one who is the enemy of one's brother cannot resort to hostility; one who is the enemy of one's friends cannot be from the same country."

Xu Xiang asked in confusion: "What does that mean?"

Fu Yuan said cheerfully, "As a son, you must fight to the death against the enemy who killed your father. As long as we live under the same sky, you will not stop until you kill him. As for the enemy who killed your brother, you must always carry weapons and kill him when you meet him. As for the enemy who killed your friend, if he does not flee to another country, you must kill him on sight."

However, Confucianism attaches the most importance to rules, order, and "propriety", which are more important than hatred, such as "I am sent on a mission with the king's orders, and even if I meet someone, I will not fight."

There's also the saying "If you can't be the leader, but your master is capable, then you should hold the weapon and follow behind." If the descendants of the murderer you mentioned seek revenge on Old Man Liu's descendants, then I will follow behind them, waving flags and shouting, beating drums to cheer them on, and even helping to pass the knife at the critical moment... Hahaha..."

As he spoke, Fu Yuan burst into laughter.

The Confucian theory of hatred is truly fascinating. To deal with the hatred of one's parents, one should "sleep on straw and use dry wood as a pillow, refuse to serve in the government, and not share the empire with them. If encountered in the marketplace or court, one should not resort to arms to fight."

He slept on a straw mat, his shield as a pillow, refused to hold public office, and was always obsessed with revenge, determined not to coexist with his enemies. Wherever he went, he never left his weapon. Even if he encountered someone in the market or at the government office, he would draw his weapon and fight him to the death.

In short, just give it your all!

Xu Xiang also laughed, and began to breathe heavily while laughing.

Fu Yuan leaned over and put the respirator on him.

Xu Xiang forced himself to take it away and said, "What happened back then originated from a man named Zhang Xilin. Many extraordinary masters joined forces, but were all killed by him. Of course, he himself didn't have an easy time either. In the end, he was seriously injured and died from the Tang Sect Pill Devouring. Bao Bao and I were there at the time.

Zhang Xilin also has a grandson named Zhang Chulan. The person who stole the company's information has been traced back to Zhang Chulan.

Bao Bao and my son Xu San went to Zhang Chulan's hometown to investigate... The company has investigated Zhang Chulan countless times, and the final conclusion is that he is not an extraordinary person!

But only my baby and I know that Zhang Chulan is an extraordinary person. He has been hiding for twelve years without revealing a single trace! "

Fu Yuan nodded, chewing his apple, without much reaction, but casually praised: "What a deep mind!"

Xu Xiang looked at Fu Yuan's expression and continued, "Now that the people behind the scenes have investigated Zhang Chulan, and among them are Quan Xing's people, these people will not abide by the company's rules and regulations and will act without scruples... Zhang Chulan is destined to be unable to hide any longer."

Fu Yuan said indifferently, "It doesn't matter whether you hide it or not... There are so many aliens in the alien world, one more won't make much difference."

Xu Xiang shook his head and said, "Zhang Xilin knew Bao Bao and knew Bao Bao's life story, but he kept it secret. He simply entrusted his grandson, Zhang Chulan, to Bao Bao. Before he died, he also said that when Zhang Chulan entered the alien world, as long as Bao Bao stayed by his side, he would definitely learn the truth and know his own life story."

Fu Yuan threw the apple core into the trash can, then took out an orange from the bedside table, peeled it, and said, "Isn't this good?"

Xu Xiang stared at Fu Yuan and said with difficulty: "Zhang Xilin's strength is too strong, Zhang Xilin's identity is too hidden, and Zhang Chulan's thoughts, his ideas...

You also said that Zhang Chulan is a deep-minded person. I am dying and I am worried about my baby. I need to find insurance for my baby! "

Fu Yuan stuffed an orange slice into Xu Xiang's mouth and said, "Don't you have two sons?"

Xu Xiang spat it out directly and said, "I am even more worried about them! The secret of the baby is too heavy for them to bear... Fu Yuan, you know the baby's secret, and I believe in your righteousness!

Also, although you didn't reveal anything about what you did at the Wang family, I've also investigated it. You have the ability to protect the baby. Fu Yuan, I beg you, after I die, help me protect the baby!"

By the end of his speech, Xu Xiang was hoarse and almost out of breath.

Fu Yuan put down the orange, stroked Xu Xiang's chest to comfort him, and said, "I promise you! Okay, don't worry anymore. You don't have much time to live anyway. If you keep worrying and getting angry like this, I'm afraid you'll die soon!"

Xu Xiang gasped for breath, and finally calmed down before saying, "The origin of the Qi body, this is what my baby and I heard from Yang Lie, the leader of the Tang Sect..."

Fu Yuan exclaimed in surprise, "What an arrogant name! The origin and evolution of 'qi' and 'ti', their origin and development... All things begin with primordial qi, and heaven and earth are formed by all things. This is close to the 'Tao'. Is this a sign of immortality?"

Xu Xiang paused, looked deeply at Fu Yuan, and said, "It seems that I am right to hand it over to you. Please don't interrupt me, listen to me... The story begins in 1944..."

Chapter 47 Feudal Ethics

As a great man said, we must never engage in the cult of individualism.

Confucius is a sage, but this title of "sage" was given by later generations, and it was not given to the person "Kong Qiu", but to his achievements and thoughts!

It’s just that later on the ruling class thought that Confucius, the sage, was quite useful, so they deified him and used him as a tool of the ruling class!

When later generations study Confucianism, they are not learning Confucius as a person, but his thoughts. They learn his thoughts and then gain their own understanding and have their own thoughts.

Taoists worship gods in order to become gods themselves, monks worship Buddha in order to become Buddhas themselves, and Confucian scholars worship saints in order to become saints themselves.

Whether they are Taoists, monks, or Confucian scholars, in the final analysis, they are all a group of people who practice self-cultivation.

But later it became a sect, and what they practiced became a tool rather than self-cultivation!

……

Fu Yuan didn't take the story he heard from Xu Xiang seriously at all.

As for something like "immortality", everyone wants it, but no one considers whether they are qualified!

A person with all kinds of burning desires who can't even live to a normal lifespan still wants to live forever? First, think about how to live to a ripe old age, then think about how to prolong your life, and finally, only then will you be qualified to seek immortality!

Fu Yuan is not interested in immortality, nor is he interested in the truth of the Jiashen Rebellion, but he is interested in many parts of the original plot and the methods used by various extraordinary people.

For example, the Twenty-Four Sections Valley, unfortunately, no one knows where it is. I only know that it is deep in the Qinling Mountains, and there is also Nasen Island...

But don't worry, you will have the chance to see it sooner or later.

After returning to the villa, Fu Yuan immersed himself in painting again.

Until this day, Tan Yutong hurried to the villa, and as soon as she entered the door, she began to take off her clothes, hugged Fu Yuan and kissed him...

Even with Fu Yuan's state of mind, he couldn't help but be stunned. When he came to his senses, Tan Yutong was already disheveled, with an abnormal pink hue all over her body. There was no clarity in her eyes. There was only endless desire!

Lustful poison? Xia He, the bone scraper?

But Tan Yutong's willpower is so strong? She's managed to hold on until now... It's perfect timing!

Fu Yuan raised his hand, and was about to touch Tan Yutong's brow with one fingertip to dispel the poison from her lust, but Tan Yutong immediately pushed Fu Yuan's hand away and desperately burrowed into his arms, as if she wanted to melt into Fu Yuan's body...

Fu Yuan narrowed his eyes. Another flaw. Even in this situation, he could still instinctively block my attack... He raised his finger again and slowly extended it.

Tan Yutong instinctively stretched out her hand to block, but this time, the moment she blocked, Fu Yuan quickly retracted his hand, and then pointed out again, hitting Tan Yutong right in the middle of her eyebrows.