Chapter 46 Falling in Love with the World of Mortals

There is a saying in Buddhism: a flash in the pan appears for thousands of years.

Originally it refers to sudden enlightenment after hearing the Tao, but how can it be that all the temptations and thousands of causes and effects in the world can be solved overnight after hearing the Tao. It is difficult for younger generations of practitioners to overcome worldly desires, which gives rise to all kinds of obsessions. Some Buddhist disciples even turn to practicing hard meditation and closed-mouth meditation in the hope of attaining the great path and transcending themselves. Little did they know that seeking the truth itself has gradually become an obsession.

After thousands of years of hard work, I can't help but look forward to it. Although the epiphyllum is good, it has become crazy.

As soon as the eyes are opened and closed, spring and autumn pass several times.

When Liang Yan opened his eyes again, he found that he was lying on a clean wooden bed, surrounded by a clean room. There isn't much furniture, just a bed, a desk, an armchair, and that's it. But it is neat and spacious. There are pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the desk, and the four treasures of the study are complete.

Suddenly, the wooden door of the room was pushed open with a creak, and a tall middle-aged man walked in, dressed in linen green clothes and a straw hat, with a face as determined as a knife or an axe.

As soon as he walked in the door, he scolded him: "Sleep, sleep, sleep! Every day I either play or sleep. It's already three o'clock in the morning and I still don't get up."

As he spoke, he walked to the closed window, reached out and pushed it open, and a bright sunlight instantly shone into the room. Liang Yan was not used to the light for a moment and hurriedly put his hand in front of his face.

"Dad!" He blurted out almost subconsciously.

The middle-aged man rolled his eyes and said angrily: "You still have me as your father in your eyes! How did you do with the Zhengshi Confucian Classic and Kaicheng Mingdian that you were asked to recite yesterday?"

"My child was playing chess outside the town yesterday and forgot to study for a moment."

Liang Yan was suppressed by his aura and couldn't help but said weakly. While he was answering, he suddenly felt that many memories seemed to be disappearing from his mind. When he wanted to think about it carefully again, he could not remember anything.

"You, you are so clever that you are misled by your cleverness!" The middle-aged man seemed to know that scolding him was useless, but he sighed and said: "You are playful by nature and like heresy. But you don't know that the only one who can rule the country and bring peace to the world is the great talent in the world. I Liang Xuan has no other intentions in this life. He only hopes that you can obtain fame, become an official in the court, and become a man of great importance. Then you can marry a wife, have children, and live a peaceful life."

Liang Yan's face turned red and he replied: "Dad, I realize my mistake. I will definitely spend more time studying in the future!"

Liang Xuan's expression softened slightly, he nodded slightly and said, "Come out to have breakfast first, don't be hungry."

The father and son left the room one after another and came to the hall. They saw a square table in the middle with a lot of food: glutinous rice cakes, white porridge, fried eggs, etc., which he loved to eat.

"There is no better son than a father!" Liang Yan thought in his heart, and at the same time, he felt a sense of warmth that he had not seen for a long time. He jumped on the dining table, grabbed a piece of glutinous rice cake, stuffed it into his mouth and started chewing it.

"Eat slowly, no one will snatch it from you!" Liang Xuan scolded with a smile, with a kind look in his eyes.

From that day on, Liang Yan seemed to have changed. He changed his playful nature and studied poetry and books diligently every day. Even he himself didn't know why, and there was a blank deep in his memory.

But there was always a strange feeling motivating him, as if he knew that in his previous life, he was lost in playing with things. In the end, Liang Xuan failed to see his son enter the court as an official before he died, and he died with regrets. Therefore, in this life, I must make up for the regrets of my father's previous life.

Liang Xuan was filled with joy when he saw that his son had finally regained consciousness. He often went out to hunt some game and came back to reward him.

Liang Xuan was not at home that day, and Liang Yan was the only one studying in his room. Suddenly, he heard a knock on the door outside the yard.

Liang Yan walked out of the room and saw a girl in a green dress standing outside. She was only fifteen or sixteen years old. She was beautiful and dignified, fair and pleasant, and she was holding a tray in her hand.

"Xiao Cui! Why are you here?" Liang Yan felt happy and hurried over to open the door.

Xiaocui's face turned red, she handed the tray forward and said softly: "I'm here to bring some snacks to Brother Liang."

Liang Yan looked at the colorful pastries on the tray and asked, "Did you make all of this?"

Xiaocui's face turned redder, her eyes glanced away, and she whispered: "Well, try it and see if it suits your taste."

Liang Yan felt a warm feeling in his heart, and suddenly took her hand, jumped up, and the two of them reached the roof.

Xiaocui exclaimed and hugged Liang Yan's waist tightly. It took her a while to react. Blushing, he let go of his hands, and then asked curiously: "Brother Liang, do you know how to do martial arts?"

Liang Yan nodded and said: "I don't know why. I have never deliberately learned from a master before. But I seem to be born with infinite strength, and I always feel that even the martial arts masters in the town may not be my opponent. Xiaocui, what do you think I am? Have you been possessed?"

After hearing this, Xiaocui said with a strange light in her eyes: "Brother Liang is not possessed by evil spirits. This may be the chosen one that the old storyteller in the east of the town often said. He will definitely be successful in the future!"

Liang Yan smiled bitterly and said, "What kind of person is chosen by heaven? I am studying hard day and night. I just want not to disappoint my father. I will go to Beijing to take the exam in the future. If I can get to the bottom of the list and get an official position, I will be grateful."

Xiaocui nodded firmly and said: "Yes, with Brother Liang's talent, he will definitely be the top pick in high school!" Then he seemed to think of something: "It's just that when the time comes, you will have a prominent official position, so you won't be able to come and play with Xiaocui."

Liang Yan caught a glimpse of her eyes that were about to cry, and he felt a surge of emotion in his heart. He couldn't help but said, "Don't worry, if I get the top prize in high school, I will definitely come back to my hometown to pick you up!"

"Really?" A strange look burst out in Xiaocui's eyes. After receiving Liang Yan's affirmative reply, she threw herself into his arms with a blushing face. Liang Yan was slightly startled, but still gently hugged her waist.

Three years passed by in a flash.

On this day, a lazy donkey came on the ancient road outside the capital. Sitting upside down on top of the lazy donkey was a scholar in Tsing Yi, carrying a bamboo basket half a man high, holding a book in his left hand, and was reading with his head shaking. .

He held a bamboo whip in his right hand and whipped the donkey's butt from time to time. The lazy donkey grunted in pain and took a few steps forward, but then slowed down again and had to wait for the scholar's next push.

The man and the donkey arrived outside the city gate and were stopped by a guard.

The scholar immediately jumped off the donkey's back, bowed his hands to the person in front of him and said, "Liang Yan, I am a scholar from Huaiyuan Town who came to Beijing to take the exam. I hope Master Chai will be accommodating."

The guard frowned and asked, "Do you have a recommendation letter from the township?"

"Yes, yes!" Liang Yan nodded hurriedly, reached out and took out an envelope from his sleeve. The guard took it, took a look, nodded behind him and said, "Let it go!"

Liang Yan took back the envelope, smiled at the guard and said, "Thank you, Mr. Cha!"

He drove his donkey into the capital, and what he saw was a variety of magnificent high-rise buildings and courtyards, as well as criss-crossing bustling streets. He couldn't help but secretly sighed: "The prosperity of the capital is indeed beyond the imagination of people from the mountains and plains."

"After years of hard work, let's look at the present. If I am the number one scholar in high school, then I must have a share in this capital compound!" Liang Yan couldn't help but get excited when he thought of this.

At this moment, Liang Yan suddenly heard a horse's cry and looked back. I saw a tall horse running wildly on the street, with a young man sitting on it, wearing extraordinary clothes, and he was obviously rich or noble.

He was riding on the horse, holding on to the reins with both hands, looking morbidly excited. He shouted: "I'm letting you run! I'm letting you run! If you don't tame you today, I'll write my name upside down!" As he spoke, he raised his whip and slapped the horse's butt hard.

Pedestrians on the street took cover one after another, and some merchants and vendors had their blankets thrown off. The scene was chaotic. At this time, the cry of a girl came from the crowd. Liang Yan looked for the sound, but it was a little girl of five or six years old. She was crying and sitting on the ground. The wild horse the young man was riding was racing like crazy. He ran around and was now in front of the girl.

The young master obviously had no intention of stopping and was still waving his riding crop excitedly. The life and death of the girl in front of him seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Seeing the wild horse raising its front hooves high, it was about to step on the girl the next moment. Suddenly, someone rushed out of the diagonal stab, reached out to pick up the girl in front of him, and punched the horse in the belly at the same time.

Hearing a mournful cry, Ye Ye foamed at the mouth and fell to the side, throwing the noble man on his back.

"You are looking for death!" More than a dozen guards rushed out from behind the crowd and hurriedly helped the noble young master up. One of the guards roared: "Do you know who you have offended? My young master is the Minister of Rites, Li Li. Your Majesty’s only son!”

Before he finished speaking, the noble young master had already regained his breath and shouted loudly: "Come here, beat this kid to death. If you beat him to death, it will be mine!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone onlookers retreated for fear of getting into trouble. The dozen or so guards had ferocious expressions on their faces. They each took out their weapons and rushed towards Liang Yan with a roar, as if they were unwilling to make the first contribution to others.

Liang Yan was not afraid at all and only protected the girl behind him.

After half a stick of incense, the crowd watching on the street was stunned.

People say that two fists are hard to beat with four hands, but the pair of meat fists in front of me, obviously without any fancy, went straight, but it hit more than ten guards with extraordinary skills and ran away with their heads in their hands.

In just half a stick of incense, these people were all lying down, injured and crippled, and no one could get up.

The noble master obviously didn't expect that Liang Yan had such skills. He was slightly panicked in his heart, but said sternly on his face: "You can do it! If you dare to touch my Li Xun's brow in the capital, let's wait and see." !" After that, he ignored the guards and left quickly with the help of several servants.

At this time, a couple rushed out from the crowd and took the little girl from Liang Yan's hands with great gratitude. Liang Yan silently observed the girl's expression, and after confirming that it was her parents, he let them go.

The farce on the street ended at this moment. The onlookers also left one after another, but in a loft facing the street, there was a woman in red sitting, holding a cup of tea, staring blankly at Liang Yan's leaving figure.

When a maid next to her saw this, she couldn't help coughing and said: "This stupid scholar from the mountains has offended Mr. Li and still wants to obtain fame. I think it is just a dream."

The woman in red seemed not to have heard anything, still looking at the street corner dreamily. The maid saw that her soul was not belonging to her, so she couldn't help but joked: "You silly boy is lucky enough to have seduced my lady's soul, hehe!"

The woman in red seemed to have just come to her senses, her face was bright red, she reached out and tapped the maid on the forehead and said, "You lazy girl."

It's just that although her voice was coquettish and her almond-shaped eyes were full of anger, she didn't seem to have the slightest intention to refute what the maid said.