This autumn rain is like Xue Yuxin's little temper, it comes and goes quickly.

The school was not completely wet by the autumn rain, and the arrogant dust on the mud floor was slightly rolled by the huge raindrops. The small dry clods are like duckweed in the water, and they are more like the faces of old people who have gone through the vicissitudes of time.

Dongluo handed the sugar gourd to Xue Yuxin, and took the small bamboo bookcase from her hand and carried it on her back. Erhei jumped lightly from Dongluo's head and jumped onto the girl's shoulder, and obediently rubbed the girl's snow-white cheeks. Sanhei quietly opened the lid of the bookcase, and the pink little paws pulled the sleeves of Dongluo's coat and landed on Xue Yuxin's head.

The girl shrunk her neck, and there seemed to be a thick smile in her eyes, squinting like a crescent moon.

Dongluo put his hands on his sleeves and said softly: "Ergouzi, did you have a gentleman who beat your palms today, and have you been punished by Mr. for copying books?"

The girl hid her reddish hands behind her back, straightened her chest and said loudly: "Mr. is such a good person, he is never willing to beat a student." What's more, I'm my husband's favorite student, how could my husband hit me in the palm of the hand. ”

Dongluo looked at the girl and said with a smile.

The girl hurriedly defended: "I swear, if I tell a lie, I will let the little white turtle go out today and fall and eat." ”

Dongluo laughed, "You made such a poisonous oath, if you let Da Hei and Zhang Baigui know, I'm afraid that someone will be bullied by the partnership again." ”

"If you don't say it, I won't say it, and Erhei won't say it, who will know!" The girl looked at Erhei with a majestic face, until she saw Erhei nodding affirmatively, and then she looked at Dongluo with satisfaction.

Dongluo waved his big sleeves, leaned back, and strode forward.

The girl followed behind the boy with a bitter face and a depressed mood, kicking the pebbles under her feet sullenly. Kick until the end of the alley, face a plane tree by the side of the road, walk away with a low shout, and then wave your sleeves and walk forward like a winter fall.

After Dongluo walked far away, the ghost turned his head and looked back.

I saw that the gentleman was always standing at the door of the school, bathed in the sunshine after the rain, looking from afar, like a god.

The middle-aged gentleman watched the last Meng Tong leave his sight, pulled up his green shirt from behind his back, sat on the threshold of the school with his buttocks, and looked up at the sky silently.

The world is in autumn, the heat is about to end, the days are short and the nights are long.

The middle-aged gentleman slowly withdrew his gaze from the distance, got up and closed the firewood door of the school. Looking at the slightly dark classroom due to the disappearance of sunlight, I thought for a moment, took a brush from the pen stand, and took a light breath. Hover for a few seconds, with the last glimmer of light left by the sun in the world, and gently put down the pen.

A thousand-year-old dark room, a light is on.

The pen fell into a storm, and suddenly the wind roared in the small classroom, and it was pitch black. It was as if all the light was drained in an instant.

Time is passing slowly, maybe a thousand years apart, maybe just a moment. The eight big characters on the lectern instantly bloomed with a large number of dots of white light, illuminating the classroom extremely brightly.

Some white light gently and slowly turned on the roof, turning into the shape of stars in the sky.

Some white light flowed softly and slowly on the ground, flowing into the brightness of the lights on the ground.

The middle-aged gentleman watched the starlight twinkle above his head and the lights under his feet staggered. I put down my pen and smiled with satisfaction.

The night was much darker than usual tonight, and there were three red lights flickering on the mountain.

"Grandpa, are you back?" a young man in a wheelchair looked at the old Confucian in a green shirt beside him.

"Come back and see the last light that flickered in the world. The old Confucian man in the green shirt took out three sticks of incense from the incense tube, gently twisted his fingers on the tip of the incense, lit the incense and inserted it in the incense burner and said: "Every time you slaughter more dogs, you are all scholars." Do you think that's wrong?"

Xue Nianci thought about it seriously and said truthfully: "Although it's not right, it's not wrong." ”

The old Confucian in green shirt nodded, "This sentence is not right, it seems to have beaten all the scholars in the world to death with a stick, and if there is no mistake, there is no mistake, and the facts we have seen for thousands of years seem to be true." Many self-proclaimed scholars forget their original intentions and abandon the gentlemanly atmosphere when they read and read. The book is full of sage teachings, but the outside of the book is dirty and dirty. Is it because the way of the world has changed? No, the way of the world has not changed, what has changed is the hearts of the people. I'm glad to see that you can still keep your original intention. ”

The boy was stunned.

Looking from Shoushan, the lights of Luoyang City are flickering, fiery and red, no matter how you look at it, the lights in this world are more amiable than the stars in the sky.

The young man sighed, "Grandpa, if I insist on getting along with my eldest brother and have to be that ungrateful scholar, will you deny me as a grandson, or will you hammer me to death here with one punch tonight?"

The old Confucian in green shirt nodded, "No one can save you, even if this mountain god is still here." But someone avenged you. What the price you will pay for killing you may not even know you. The entire Snow Clan may not be able to withstand his anger, even if the probability of him growing into that is extremely low in case, I don't want to bet that the light on Bi Jing's body is too dazzling in this world. ”

The boy smiled knowingly, this is not considered to owe you three lives.

The old Confucian in the green shirt continued: "Because I owe my Snow Clan a favor, it is understandable that I chose to take action against you. But those few wastes in the military department dare to swing their knives at my descendants of the Snow Clan, and they will be violently ill at home tonight. Nobody knows. ”

Xue Nianci smiled happily, and shed tears with a smile, "Grandpa, don't worry, my grudge with my eldest brother is over." From this moment on, there is no more Xue Nianci on the Snow Clan's genealogy. ”

At this moment, the face of the old Confucian in green shirts was bitter under the light of the candlelight in the small temple, "Nian Ci, you must know that everything is up to people, if we are just the kind of small family that is rich and peaceful, of course I hope that you are humble and respectful, but we are a family, tens of thousands of lives, if you also pay attention to everything and pay attention to brother and brother, it will not be far from the extinction of the clan." But I don't want you to die, and I don't want you to die. The Snow Clan has raised you for more than ten years, enough is enough. ”

Xue Nianci turned her head to look at the old man beside her who looked like an old man more than ever before, "Grandpa, the grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by the spring." Isn't it impossible to repay the life-saving grace?"

The old Confucian man in the green shirt sighed, "This wicked man is still difficult to be! Tell me about your plan this time, and I will help you see if there is anything else to add." ”

Xue Nianci turned her head to look at the night.

The old Confucian in the green shirt waved his long sleeves and said, "I can say it." ”

Xue Nianci nodded, "Maybe it's because cultivators are rampant, the hundreds of countries in the world don't pay enough attention to people's livelihood, maybe they think that such a group of ants can set off a lot of storms." Many kings in this world have done very unqualified!"

The old Confucian in the green shirt nodded, "The sage once said that the people are precious, the monarch is light, and the society is secondary. Nowadays, most kings have indeed put the cart before the horse, but Zhou Tianzi is not such a person, you can underestimate anyone in the world, but you can't underestimate Zhou Tianzi. Whether it is the mind, courage or means, Zhou Tianzi is so high that you can't imagine. You continue. ”

After Xue Nianci hummed, she said slowly: "The first step is to raise prices, the Great Zhou Dynasty has not established relevant laws to protect the market, so the market has been coaxed by several things, and for thousands of years, the rules established by people spontaneously cannot stop the destruction of huge interests. The rules of the market are broken, and the number of times money is bought and sold can be said to be the sum of previous years. The more the number of transactions increases, the government's tax revenue will naturally go up, and it is too late for those wine bags and rice bags to be happy! How can they care about fair trading in the market!"

"The second step is to lure the tribes to open money in their name. Driven by huge interests, not many people can stay awake. As long as you do nothing for a month, you can double it and triple it, there is such a good thing in this world. It's just that the money is made every day, and the money saved by tomorrow's people is used to repay today's people's money. But if the money bank runs out of money, then what should be repaid? Is there a lot less phenomenon of buying and selling short in this market in this month, in fact, it is not less, but Zhang Baigui's bad belly is gathering big moves!"

"The third step, in fact, is back to the first step, in the past few months, Zhang Baigui, with the assistance of Hua Qingyun, Li Chengliang and others, has secretly bought all the mustard stones that can be bought in Luoyang City and its surroundings. When the time comes, we will spare no effort to coax mustard stone, the price of mustard stone has risen again and again, as long as you buy it, you will earn it. I believe that the money bank at that time had already accumulated a large amount of money from the hands of the people! Before the huge profits, do you say that they will be tempted to buy a large amount of mustard stone with tomorrow's money that should be used to repay today's money? As long as they buy it, and we put a lot of mustard stone into this market, will the trading houses become as worthless as mustard stone? If the money is not paid, the people will be dissatisfied, and it is inevitable that they will do some radical things. ”

The more the old Confucian in the green shirt listened, the more frightened he became, but it soon turned into a kind of regret and regret, this is obviously a strategy to destroy the country, is it a bit overkill to use it here.

The old Confucian in green shirt pondered for a moment and asked, "Then how are you going to end the show?"

If this plan is used to destroy the country, it can be regarded as a perfect ending. When the people are dissatisfied, it will be difficult to channel. Once the people's hearts are lost, it will be difficult to gather.

Xue Nianci shook her head, "It's none of our business to end the show, if you want to disperse the people's grievances, you have to pay off the debt! If you want to gather the hearts of the people, it depends on whether the dead are enough or not." Again, there is no free lunch in the world, and you should taste as much as you enjoy. ”

The old Confucian in green shirt said softly: "I don't know whether this Chen family is lucky or unlucky, there is a Chen Baxian who has already embarrassed them, and now there is another winter fall, which is more interesting than Chen Baxian." Interesting, interesting! Nian Ci, you are tired of controlling such a big game of chess by yourself!"

Xue Nianci said with a crazy face: "I'm not tired." ”

The old Confucian in green shirt nodded with satisfaction, "It's good not to be tired, you are too timid to play this game of chess, step by step, now that I'm back, you can let go of your hands and feet, don't worry about affecting other cities in the Great Zhou, with me, no one can afford to turn over the wind and waves." My Xueyurou's grandson should be in a vertical and horizontal situation, the sky of Luoyang City has fallen, and the old man is still carrying it. ”

Xue Nianci smiled happily, and her smile was exactly the same as when she was a child.

The old man in the green shirt looked at the smile of the young man in front of him, his nose was sour for no reason, and he quickly turned his head away.

Xue Nianci smiled happily: "Grandpa, are you crying?"

The old man in the green shirt, Xue Yurou, hurriedly wiped the corners of her eyes, and slapped her palm on the back of the young man's head.

The old man in the green shirt shook his sleeves and said angrily: "Get out." ”

Xue Nianci disappeared at the top of the mountain in an instant.

Xue Yurou looked at a light at the foot of the mountain that suddenly lit up in the dark night, unbelievable but very warm. The cold night is warm inside.

Child, bless you and bless this wonderful world.