The Story of the Hosta: A sober way of running a house in the world. In ancient times, there was Qingxi Town, where the Mo family had been doing business for generations. When it was passed down to Mo Yuan's generation, the family gradually prospered. Mo Yuan is a young man with high spirits and a lot of daring in business, but he has an impatient temper and is prone to getting caught up in good times and trapped in adversity. His wife, Lingxi, came from a scholarly family and did not seek wealth. She only married into the Mo family with an ancestral jade hairpin. The jade hairpin was completely white, with the word "Shou Zhuo" engraved on the head. Lingxi often said: "Jade can moisturize the heart, and it can also control the family. Managing a house is like carving jade. The most important thing is to know how to advance and retreat, and know how to measure." At that time, the Mohist family was just beginning to flourish. Mo Yuan went south to sell tea with his own courage, but he was robbed by mountain bandits and the tea road was cut off. He lost all his money. When he returned home in embarrassment, his family business had lost most of its money, creditors came to his door, and his servants were separated. Mo Yuanku was sitting in the hall, looking at the mess in the house, and had the idea of abandoning his home and running away. Lingxi walked in with a bowl of hot porridge and placed the hosta in front of him: "My husband, look at this hosta. When it was first picked, it was just a stubborn stone. It has been polished and polished before it became smooth. Now, these bumps are just a sharpening stone to wear away your impetuous spirit." Without a word of complaint, she sold her dowry the next day to pay off part of her debts; she also cooked and took care of the housework herself, dismissed the redundant servants, and rented the second half of the house to a cloth merchant in exchange for a meager income. During the day, she accompanied Mo Yuan to review the reasons for his failure in selling tea, analyzing the advantages and disadvantages of the tea road and the pros and cons of the season; at night, she mended clothes under the lamp and advised him: "Although the creditor is anxious, he knows that you are not a defaulter, so we will take your time. You are a businessman, as long as you calm down, you will always make a comeback." Some relatives and friends advised Lingxi: "Mo Yuan is no longer a helper. Why don't you find another way out?" Lingxi shook her head, pointed at the jade hairpin and said: "There are still marks on the broken jade, and it is difficult to renew a relationship. If I leave when he is at his lowest point, I will destroy his roots and lose his original intention of being a wife." She knew that Mo Yuan was high-spirited. Ao never said "I will support you". She only warmed a pot of wine silently when he was wandering around late at night and chatted with him about his childhood ambitions. When he wanted to give up, he handed over the market quotes that he had already compiled and said softly: "Look, there is a serious bookstore missing in this town, so we might as well start from a small place." Mo Yuan was moved by Lingxi's tenacity, put aside his despair, and followed her suggestion to open a bookstore. Lingxi personally selected books, taking into account both classical and historical collections and market stories. He also set up a teahouse in the backyard of the bookstore for literati to gather. She never intervened in business decisions, but she always cleverly reminded Mo Yuan when he was motivated - he wanted to buy a shop in a neighboring street at a low price to expand, so she said: "Although the hosta is good, if it is over-carved, it will break. The bookstore is strong, so it is better to build a reputation first." As time passed over the years, the business of the bookstore became increasingly prosperous. Mo Yuan returned to his old business and opened up a more secure tea road. The family business was several times more prosperous than before. For a time, everyone in Qingxi Town was envied, and there was an endless stream of suitors coming to his door. Some gave him gold, silver and jewelry, some recommended beautiful concubines and good maids, and some encouraged him to invest in casinos and restaurants. Mo Yuan gradually grew up, feasting and socializing every day, spending money lavishly, and even ignored Lingxi's dissuasion, insisting on investing in an ocean-going merchant ship, threatening to make a fortune. That day, Mo Yuan came home smelling of alcohol and slapped a stack of silver notes on the table: "Madam, look, this is a deposit for a merchant ship. In less than a year, we will be rich!" Lingxi picked up the hosta and lightly crossed the banknotes. The voice was calm: "My husband, you know that the reason why the hosta can be shiny and moist for a long time is because it is not greedy for bright light or glitz. Nowadays, the family business is prosperous, just like jade when exposed to strong light. If you are not careful, it will lose its warmth and attract dust." She took out the account book and pointed to the expenses above: "In the past three months, the entertainment expenses have been three times the usual amount, and the expenses on gifts are countless. These are all wasted expenses. Although the ocean-going merchant ship is profitable, it is unpredictable, and the captain's character is unknown. If you invest rashly, you may be trying to get water from a bamboo basket." Mo Yuan waved his hand impatiently: "Madam, you are worrying too much. Now I have a lot of connections, so why worry about not succeeding?" Lingxi said no more, and divided the family's finances into three parts the next day: one part was used for the daily operations of the bookstore and tea road, one part was deposited into the bank account as emergency funds, and the other part was purchased to purchase fertile land to support the family. She said to Mo Yuan: "If your husband wants to invest, just use your own dividends, and the foundation of the family should not be touched. I have worn this hosta for many years, and I know the truth of the word 'shuozi' - don't be greedy for more when you are rich, and don't be strong when you are proud, so that you can survive for a long time." Mo Yuan refused to listen to the dissuasion and invested all his dividends in ocean-going merchant ships. Within half a year, news came that a merchant ship had sunk in a storm and the captain ran away with his money. After Mo Yuan learned about it, he felt like he was struck by lightning. He stayed behind closed doors all day long, filled with regrets. Those relatives and friends who used to cling to him are now avoiding him, and some creditors even come to collect debts related to merchant ships. Lingxi took out the jade hairpin again and placed it in front of Mo Yuan: "Husband, look, this jade hairpin has gone through many years. Although it has been bumped occasionally, it has never lost its luster because it has always adhered to its original intention. A momentary failure is not terrible, what is terrible is that I have lost my clear mind." She took out the emergency funds, paid off the merchant ship's debt, and advised Mo Yuan: "The foundation of the family business is still there, and the bookshop and tea road are still stable sources of income. Let's shrink the front and return to our business." This time, Mo Yuan was completely convinced. He dismissed the ingratiating hangers-on and no longer participated in unnecessary social activities. He and Lingxi took care of the bookstore every day and reviewed the past gains and losses. Lingxi is still as usual, neither arrogant nor impetuous - she will remind Mo Yuan to "act within your ability" when he wants to expand, advise him to "store grain to prevent hunger" when he makes a profit, and politely decline when someone comes to give him a gift: "The Mo family can survive today only because of pragmatic management. Ill-gotten wealth, like flaws on jade, will only destroy the foundation." Later, Qingxi Town encountered a locust plague, and many wealthy businessmen fell into ruin due to squandering and improper investment. Only the Moh family, thanks to Lingxi's many years of careful management, not only survived the disaster safely, but also opened warehouses to release grain and rescued many victims. Mo Yuan looked at the hosta on Lingxi's temples and finally understood: the so-called way of running a family is just like Lingxi, who uses gentleness as a shield when he is at a low point to nourish his lover's original intention; when he is proud, he uses sobriety as a blade to protect the foundation of the family. The hosta with the word "Shou Zhuo" engraved on it later became a heirloom of the Moh family. The hostesses of the Mohist family in all dynasties have worn it, remembering Lingxi's teachings: "Uncut jade cannot be used, and a family cannot last long if it is not guarded. Supporting each other in the low and low times is out of love; being proud and keeping one's heart is out of responsibility." People in Qingxi Town also often say that the prosperity of the Mohist family Sheng is not because of Mo Yuan's business talent, but because of Ling Xi's sober "Women's Sutra" - using jade's heart to carve the tools of the family, using softness to overcome hardness, and using clumsiness to guard skill, so that one can maintain stability in the ups and downs of the years.
Chapter 37 [Nine-Five Supremes Gathering of Great Sages] No one believes that all this is real, but it is happening so illusively. It turns out that a person's ability will be fully displayed at a certain moment, which makes people feel an inexplicable power. Amu walked out of the trading room and found that it was already dark! Time flies so fast! It's been a while since I've been coming to Mr. Lynch's place! Although he tried his best to absorb Mr. Lynch's guidance, he always felt that something was missing in the cruel arena of financial speculation. Where's the beauty? Haven't seen her for a long time! What have you been doing? Amu walked towards the living room with curiosity. There are so many people in the living room. He had never seen so many people laughing and chatting with Mr. Lynch. There were a few old men and a few young men behind them. There are also several men of similar age to Mr. Lynch, and they all seem to be in very good relationships. Mr. Lynch was sitting in the center of the living room. To his right and to the south was an old man in formal clothes with a white beard. His face showed no expression at all. Amu only glanced at it, as if he had fallen into a deep pool, and his eyes seemed to be empty! And behind him stood a stunning woman with a delicate face that was even as beautiful as her beauty, looking at him up and down with a frosty face! Amu shook his head slightly, and then looked to the north next to an old man in very simple clothes with a kind smile! This person feels very good, but there is a vague power that penetrates the human heart, as if he can see through his inner world and become naked! Behind him is a handsome young man with a tall and straight figure and exquisite features. He has long hair like a girl, but he has a masculine aura that cannot be concealed. He is also looking at him with a smile! There are also two people sitting on the west side on the left, but these two are in suits and leather shoes, bringing with them a unique Western culture! One of them is a middle-aged man with short hair, his eyebrows are dark and thick, as if a girl's eyebrows have been painted on, and there is a devilish smile on the corner of his mouth!
From the tomb of the Dragon Clan in the Qinling Mountains to the thousand-year-old tomb of King Wen, from the university to the secret realm of the snow mountain, he has been dealing with hidden forces such as the Feng family and the Ji family, and has even attracted the attention of the special department "864". Bearing the destiny of Ziwei, and learning from the mysterious old Taoist Zhang Sanfeng, Li Daoyi's path of spiritual practice is destined to be closely connected with the bonds of mortal world and the opportunities of heaven and earth. He pursues the path to heaven that his ancestor Laozi went to the west to see whether he can step through the Gate of Eternal Name recorded in the "Tao Te Ching" and enter the place where his mother began. ⌯Oᴗo⌯
The chosen protagonist is nirvana in the fire of hell. He has no disadvantages in the officialdom and the workplace. He has a novel and unique urban imagination. He makes counterattacks and gets rich all the way. He can't stop at all!
After the college entrance examination, he was reborn, used the prophet to start a business in college and became rich, and he was surrounded by beautiful women.
Poetry is not an adjective, but a verb, which makes the still dusk suddenly rise and dance a round dance. Poetry is not an adjective, but a verb, which makes the still dusk suddenly rise and dance a round dance. The perspective is like a rotating kaleidoscope. Every time it turns, the world becomes dizzyingly fresh.