Selling you and coaxing you to beg for money, trapping you to jump yourself, discussing sending you to death, don't say that you didn't tell you.

People are scolding and patting sycophants, how do you know that sycophants are strongly pressed.

If the strong do not deviate from the principle of "fairness", it will be unprofitable to pat on the back, and it will naturally disappear, so can it be scolded and scolded?

If it weren't for the fact that generations of upright and noble people continue to pay the precious price of their lives, it is still difficult to break through the cage and change the status quo of social "injustice", would the sycophants grow so wildly?

It can be seen that people in ancient and modern times hate sycophants, but they put the cart before the horse, and the medicine to crusade against sycophants is to treat the symptoms but not the root cause!

"Power" and "injustice" are the root of all diseases.

Calling my brother to my face and digging out the guy behind my back; no one asks about the poor in the downtown area, but the rich have distant relatives in the mountains; people are attached to maggots on the stage, and once they step down, they will be scattered -- many ugliness of human nature originate from this.

Therefore, under the low eaves, people cannot help but bow their heads, the single person does not suffer the immediate loss, and can endure the peace of mind, and each cleans the snow in front of the door, regardless of the frost on the tiles of others—this has become the secret of the life of the five generations of wise people in troubled times.

Robberies on the road, rape on the streets, filthy officials everywhere left unattended, black and white turned into nature—this became a social phenomenon that was everywhere at that time.

The shopkeeper of the king stammered Du Ergong on the surface, hated Du Ergong in his heart, respected Zheng En in his heart, but tried to lead him to his death, and the complexity of the distorted human nature is difficult to explain in words.

The shopkeeper wiped his tears and cried, and found a rope to hang himself, trying his best to coax Zheng En, a simple dog, to bite the wolf. Zheng En couldn't suppress the anger in his heart for a long time, and Tian Demei still pretended to be indignant and fanned the flames for Tianchai: "Is there any heavenly reason for this? Is it true that all the good and righteous people in the world are dead? Are they all twitching their heads and letting him blackmail? Is there no one who dares to take care of it?"

After that, I recited the sensational poem I wrote in the middle of the night last night:

"Don't sing a good song on stage,

Useless scholars are ground by ink.

The chivalrous side is still there,

When I was worried in the morning, I had a lot of tears.

Seeing the rampant and harming people,

It's hard to restrain the chicken, but it's helpless.

It is difficult to punish evil and promote good,

I can only complain alone.

The hair cone is hard to resist the knife and the gun,

Useless is a scholar!

God, earth, gods, give me a little power!"

Tian Demei was still shaking her head, dancing and singing high-pitched, being a scholar helplessly, Zheng En had already gotten up and walked out the door.

Tian Demei asked a fan, "Zheng En, what are you doing?"

"I'll ask that Du Ergong, is there a way for him to do this in the world?" Zheng En said lightly.

The shopkeeper pretended to be obstructed and provoked him: "Don't ask, don't ask! They have martial arts and there are many people, don't go and get beaten!"

Zheng En smiled: "The skin is thick and the meat is thick, it's not a big deal to take a few hits!"

"It's okay to help the people here to plead for mercy, but you can be polite when you speak, and make a few more bows and kowtows when you see them. If he doesn't listen, you get out of here, and if he wants to do it, run away. The strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, and the people have to bend down in the low eaves. Don't fight for reason, break your arms and legs!" Tian Demei expected that as long as Zheng En came out, a bully would not be reasonable, and a tendon would admit to death, and there would be no one who would not do anything, and deliberately said the opposite to provoke him.

"Thank you Mr. Tian for your advice, I know how to deal with that person!" Zheng Eun hugged his fists at Tian Demei and the shopkeeper, then turned around and walked outside the store.

Zheng En walked out of the door of the inn, and waited on the side of the street for a while, when he saw a yellow-faced man wearing a plain satin scarf, wearing a purple arrow suit, a belt around his waist, and black boots, riding on a horse with his head held high.

Zheng En estimated that it was Du Ergong who was riding on the horse, and he didn't pay attention to it, only standing with his arms crossed.

An entourage in front of the horse holding a vermilion food box saw Zheng En standing on the side of the road outside the inn gate, thinking that the shopkeeper was greeting him at the door, and shouted loudly: "Second Master Du is here, don't you come forward to greet him?"

Jung Eun still stood still like a stake.

The attendant said angrily: "You have stuffed donkey hair in your ears, and I ask you? Are you the guy who buys dog meat for the king's shopkeeper?

Zheng En glared and said, "What am I doing standing here if I don't buy dog meat, daughter-in-law? You don't have your sister with you, what am I looking at?"

"Yes, come and hand over the silver to try it, don't waste your time!" shouted another attendant.

Zheng En said: "You are selling dog meat, and I am buying dog meat. I am a customer, and I am your food and clothing parent. To do business, we should treat customers well, serve warmly, greet each other with a smile, and shout unclely. Why do you blow your beard and stare at me, and you still want me to come over? Is this how you do business? Do you really want me to buy it, send it forward, let me taste whether it is cooked or not, whether it is rotten or not, and how it tastes?"

The entourage saw that Zheng Ensheng was tall and spoke with thorns, and he didn't know what to do.

Du Ergong also saw that there might be a stunned and foolish egg in front of him, thinking that the last time he "delivered" the king's shopkeeper was so affectionate, and he had to look at the master's face to beat the dog, he swallowed a breath and ordered his entourage to say: "This guy is an ignorant person, for the sake of the king's shopkeeper, don't be like him! Open the food box and let him smell it!"

The entourage uncovered the vermilion lacquered food box, took out a small dog leg from it, brought it to Zheng En, and introduced it stylized: "This is a spiced dog meat smoked with the secret recipe of the Tang Dynasty court. Smell it, eliminate disasters and blessings, get rid of diseases and prolong life. Your natural life is so blessed, enjoy it for your family today, smell it quickly!"

Zheng Enleng unexpectedly reached out and grabbed the dog's leg, and opened his mouth to take a big mouthful.

All the attendants shouted in unison: "Let you smell it, who told you to eat it seriously? Smell it, five taels of silver, if you eat a bite, it will be increased tenfold, and it will cost fifty taels!"

Zheng En ignored him, just gnawed and ate, whether it was chewed or not, just swallowed it in his stomach. When the entourage woke up and stepped forward to snatch it, there was almost no meat left on a dog's leg.

When the retinue saw that there were bones left, they shouted in unison: "You have eaten this dog meat, do you want to make trouble?"

Zheng En smiled and said, "You fools, you really don't know how to do business. As the saying goes, opening a restaurant is not afraid of a pot-bellied man. The more I eat, the more you should like it, why are you shouting indiscriminately, are you afraid that I won't be able to eat for nothing? Since you run a dog meat shop, you only pick up the good dog meat and bring it, Lao Tzu, I eat happily, and naturally pay, so why be so anxious? I really sell needlework since I was a child, and I have never done a big business!"

Du Ergong saw this scene immediately, and couldn't figure out which plague god came for a while, and saw that Zheng En was strong and extraordinary, and he must be a difficult master, so he thought: "Splash out two dog legs for him to eat, and then settle accounts with the king's shopkeeper!" Then he called his entourage and said: "Since this person is talking big, just take it and eat it with him!"

The attendant agreed, and handed the other dog leg to Zheng En: "Okay, you said you wanted to eat happily, and the master specially asked me to bring it to eat with you." Hurry up and eat, and eat it for money!"

Zheng En didn't answer, picked up the dog's leg, gobbled it up, and after a while, gnawed until only a bare bone remained.

If you want to know what's going on, take a look at the next time: a little money for you to find.