Chapter 153 Farewell
"Why don't Brother An leave a message about the grand Qinhuai event? With Brother An's writing style, he will definitely be glorious." A fellow villager persuaded Zhu Ping'an to stay.
Then uncle Zhu Shouren and others also persuaded Zhu Pingan to stay and experience this grand event together.
"Ping An is homesick so much that he can only live up to the good intentions of your uncles." Zhu Ping An shook his head, not feeling moved at all.
Seeing this, the uncle and others could only look at Zhu Pingan with pity.
Zhu Ping'an stood at the street corner and looked at his uncle and others who couldn't wait to say goodbye and rushed to the other side of the Qinhuai River. He couldn't help himself for a while. Did the uncle know that when he was using the hard-earned money from his old house to have a romantic relationship, his grandparents and others in the old house were waiting for him? How hard people work!
Any attempt to honor one’s ancestors will only bring disgrace and shame to the ancestors!
Zhu Pingan was heartbroken and his balls ached endlessly!
When Zhu Pingan thought of Guangzong Yaozu, that magical and unexplainable luck appeared again.
I remember that last time I was in the old house, I vaguely felt that my luck seemed to have changed. I felt that I could vaguely see something else in my luck. Now it seems that there has indeed been a change, because I can see it clearly. .
On the heads of the uncle and other villagers who were in a hurry to leave for the other side of the Qinhuai River, a pillar of luck appeared, but there was a layer of something like a film outside the pillar of luck. This should protect the luck. prevent it from being lost.
It's just that at this time, the protective film on the outside of the luck column of the uncle and others has a loophole, especially the uncle. The protective film on the luck column on the uncle's head is like a sieve. In Zhu Ping'an's sight, wisps after wisps of almost invisible cyan luck passed through the sieve holes of the film from uncle's luck, and continuously dissipated into the heaven and earth. That's why the uncle's luck is always white, because he can't keep his green luck.
In addition to the uncle, several other villagers also have holes in their luck protection film. More or less, all the green luck they have accumulated through studying or the virtues accumulated by their ancestors has been lost. . But only the uncle's luck is leaking the most. He is worse than a sieve, with so many and big holes that what comes in is not as much as what comes out. If this continues, the uncle will never think about becoming a scholar.
Is this the case for everyone else?
Zhu Pingan casually turned his attention to other people on the street. There was a bun shop owner who was handing out buns to beggars. His head was covered with rich white luck and the protective film was in good condition. There is no trace of damage, and a small wisp of white luck is continuously integrated into its luck column, protected by a protective film to prevent it from losing. Where the white luck is strongest, there is a small wisp that gradually changes color.
Looking at a passing scholar, the protective film of luck on his head is also intact. There is a small wisp of cyan luck quietly nurturing in the column of luck. It is estimated that when the cyan luck accumulates to a certain level, he can The imperial examination was successful.
My uncle and I were standing closest, and they didn’t see any intention of the green luck they had lost converging towards us. They were all dissipated in the heaven and earth.
It seems that I can only see. No matter how clearly I see, I can only see. I don’t have the ability to swallow other people’s luck and strengthen my own. There is no change at all. I can only see. It’s really Tasteless. But this seems normal. This is the Ming Dynasty hundreds of years ago, and it is not a fairy world. Just being able to see luck is already shocking, so don't think too much.
A few seconds later, Zhu Pingan no longer saw any luck. As before, I can only watch it for more than ten seconds.
The uncle and others said goodbye and rushed to the other side of the Qinhuai River, and soon disappeared from sight.
Zhu Ping'an stood there for a long time and smiled to himself. He almost went astray. Luck is just an external thing. How can I have the idea of relying on this kind of ability? You have to be strong yourself when you are forging iron, and you have to rely on yourself for everything.
It's okay to look at this kind of useless ability occasionally, but don't treat it as some kind of side trick.
But the luck I just saw. But it's enough to serve as a warning to myself.
If you guessed correctly, the luck protective film should be related to a person's moral character. If the moral character is good, the protective film will also be good. Your luck will not be lost. As the saying goes, hard work pays off. As long as you work hard to achieve it, success will come naturally. On the contrary, if your moral character is not good, it means that your moral character is not worthy of your luck. . That luck will be lost. Without luck, it will be half the result with half the effort, and it may even be difficult to accomplish anything.
It seems that luck is a comprehensive and long-term accumulation process. Reading, practicing calligraphy, reading articles, etc. should be able to increase the blue luck. It just needs a process of accumulation over time. The amount of luck depends on your learning and understanding. Wait related. The protective film is probably about being a human being. If you have good personal character, do good deeds, and do good, your protective film will be strong and the luck flowing into you will not be lost. On the contrary, if you do evil and misbehave, your luck will be The protective film will become thin or even have holes. If there are holes, the luck you have accumulated with great difficulty will quietly pass away. If you cannot accumulate luck, it will be difficult for you to achieve anything. That's probably it.
Uncle and others are enough to serve as a warning for me. If you want to do something, you must first be a good person.
From this perspective, being able to see that one’s luck is not without merit is at least a warning to oneself.
Zhu Pingan looked at the disappearing figures of his uncle and others, shook his head, and went upstairs with the clothes he bought for the fat man.
When Zhu Ping'an opened the door and returned to the room, the fat man had already finished taking a shower and was wrapped in a sheet. He was sitting at the table with two dishes and one soup, talking and eating. That kind of virtue seemed to come from the same school as the white and black pig in the old house. Even the vegetable soup was not spared.
While the fat man was eating, he saw Zhu Ping'an coming with clothes. He couldn't help but feel deeply moved. He swallowed the food in his mouth and said vaguely, "What a good brother."
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Zhu Ping'an was speechless. If it weren't for the fact that it takes ten days to see one's luck, I really want to see the fat man's luck. This guy is not much better. I really want to see whose luck film is more like a sieve, between him and his uncle.
"Brother Zhu, do you want some?" The fat man pulled the plate out from under his mouth and asked.
"You can eat it yourself. I ate it at the Hairpin Banquet." Zhu Pingan curled his lips.
"Hairpin Banquet" Hearing this, the fat man seemed to have some deep grudge against the food. He repeated it and then immersed himself in the plate again, talking and eating again.
After eating and drinking, and changing his clothes, the fat man said goodbye, eager to go back to the inn where his parents were staying. Just now he was too shabby to go home, but now he is much better. If he doesn't go back, he still doesn't know how Mr. Xue will deal with him.
"Brother Xue, I will return home tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. We will meet again at the Provincial Examination next year. But you have to study hard at home. There is no such opportunity as donating students for the Provincial Examination." Zhu Ping'an said when the fat man went out , mentioning the departure date, the fat man thought he was leaving without saying goodbye.
The fat man paused when he heard this, and seemed a little reluctant to give up. It was not easy to find a friend that he could talk to, and he was not the kind of friend who was just a friend. It was rare.
"Fat Master is very powerful. You are so talented that you can't stop fighting. It's just unlucky this time. Well, speaking of returning home, I guess I may follow my parents home at that time." The fat man heard this He shook his fat face dissatisfied and boasted that he was very good, but when he mentioned returning home, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.
"See you again at the provincial examination."
"See you again at the provincial examination." (End of this chapter)