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In the afternoon, the rain was neither heavy nor too much. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Raindrops hit the birch leaves outside the window, a little noisy.

The rain dripping from the eaves does not stop falling on the stone steps of the Pang family courtyard, and I don't know when it will stop.

Pang Ji asked Le Song: "Is there anything you want to discuss with your teacher in the book you read this time?"

In the months since that high-five, the two of them seem to have reached a consensus - if they have different opinions, they do not seek to convince each other, but only to express their own opinions.

Gentlemen are harmonious but different.

The day before yesterday, Pang Ji assigned Le Song's homework to read a few history books, as well as "Di Fan".

For historical books or craft books, Le Song has always been humble and carefully read, but the classics of writings are ......

"Emperor Fan Jianqin Second", students don't agree with it. ”

Sure enough, Le Song objected.

"Emperor Fan" is a document written by Li Shimin, Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, discussing the way of the king. When he gave it to the crown prince Li Zhi, he repeatedly advised: "The way to bow down and explain the government is all in it, and once I don't hide it, I have nothing to say." ”

This is the sum of the life experience of the founding monarch who immediately fought for the world and ruled the world under the horse.

Pang Ji couldn't help but be curious: "What do you have different opinions?"

Le Song's opinions are often shocking when he first hears them, but after thinking about them, they are not unreasonable.

Over the past few days, Pang Ji has gradually become obsessed with it.

It's not so much that he is teaching Le Song, but that Le Song is imperceptibly transforming himself.

"The macro of Junde, only the capital Boda...... The art is wonderful to hide in the gods, and the Tao is to be magnificent. If you take the heart of the body, people will look up to it and do not expect it, and if you take it as a measure, people will follow it for no reason...... There is no way to break the righteousness, and there is no way to alienate relatives. ”

Le Song did not open the book, but fluently recited the most important sentence in the "Jianqin" volume of "Di Fan".

As a king, we should read and listen to all the people, understand the voices of the common people, and do good things for the people...... The ways and means of handling things should be clever and secretive, but the principles of being a person and governing things that should be adhered to should be constantly strengthened and magnified, and should not be forgotten at any time...... Don't break righteousness with lewdness, don't kiss with alienation.

This is also a sentence that has been regarded as a golden rule by emperors who have been righteous and righteous throughout the ages.

Pang Ji moved over a chair and sat opposite Le Song, adding a cup of tea to both of them.

He had long been accustomed to the surprises that Lesong brought him.

Le Song's unique perspective and deviant point of view are dismantling his original ideas step by step.

Taking the teacup, Le Song took a sip unceremoniously, and said seriously: "As a monarch, you should indeed read and listen to everyone." However, students believe that this is both an end and an end. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"Listen to them all, so that the people know that the king is willing to know their voices. But the rest of the matter is only as the king and the bureaucracy want. ”

Pang Ji disagreed: "What are you talking about, water can overturn a boat, and it can also carry a boat, ignoring the opinions of Li Min, there will eventually be a time when the **** will be ignited." ”

Le Song did not argue, and said with a smile: "If a person steals twenty yuan of money, he will be executed, this criminal law is too heavy?"

Pang Ji didn't know what his purpose was in this question, and replied: "Naturally, it is too heavy." ”

"Hmm," Le Song got up and walked in the direction of the gate, and said with a sly smile, "Please come with me." ”

"Where are you going?"

"Go see a good show. ”

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Pang Ji followed Le Song suspiciously and came to the East Market.

There is a lot of traffic here, people come and go, one after another.

Le Song suddenly shouted loudly to Pang Ji beside him: "Pang Fuzi, I haven't seen you for a long time!

The sound was so loud that several passers-by also looked sideways.

Pang Ji was at a loss for a while, so he had to follow Le Song's words and replied: "Don't come unharmed, don't come unharmed." ”

"Hey, have you ever heard about what happened to that old man's house?"

Le Song continued to shout loudly, lest others could not hear him.

Sure enough, a few passers-by who were doing good things slowed down and quietly listened to them.

Pang Jiyun was in a fog: "What's the matter?"

"You don't even know?" Le Song's expression was exaggerated, and he said in surprise: "All eight of their families are dead!"

"Huh?" This sudden appearance caught Pang Ji off guard.

Le Song took the opportunity to repeat loudly: "Yes! They are a family of eight, yes, yes! A family of eight, eight people, all dead! All dead! Dead!"

Among the passers-by who eavesdropped, a white and fat middle-aged man couldn't help but ask Le Song: "A family of eight is so miserable! What happened?"

Le Song saw that someone had taken the bait, so he said louder and more energetically: "Speaking of which, it's really a tragedy in the world!

He asked Pang Ji: "Pang Fuzi, did you also go to the 100-day banquet of Zhang Laohan's grandson last year?"

Pang Ji didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, so he nodded blankly: "Ah, yes, yes." ”

Le Song turned his head to look at the middle-aged man again, and said, "Uncle, don't you know, that old man's little grandson is white and fat, with a red and round face, but he really loves people!"

"Young man," said a hunched old woman behind him, "Didn't you tell him about the tragic destruction of that old man?

Pang Ji also turned his head when he heard this, and found that he didn't know when, he was surrounded by onlookers.

Le Song said to the old woman: "The matter has to be told by his grandson." ”

After that, he said to everyone: "This white and fat little baby is the ninth generation of Zhang Laohan's family, and his son and daughter-in-law have been married for almost five years before they gave birth to such a son." On weekdays, Zhang Laohan is afraid of melting when he holds it in his mouth, and he is afraid of flying when he puts it in his hand, and the baby is terrible!"

A tall and thin young man in the crowd interjected: "There are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is the greatest, the little cub in our family is also a single transmission for several generations, and the old man in the family is also a treasure. ”

"That's not it," Le Song took over the conversation and continued: "That day, this white fat grandson was sick somehow, coughing day and night, and he couldn't stop it for more than half a month. ”

Speaking of which, Le Song paused.

Some people in the crowd who have sons and grandchildren at home can't help but feel their feelings.

Le Song saw that the atmosphere was getting warmer, so he let go and said: "Fortunately, there is a Lang Zhong in their hometown town, who said that there is an ancestral secret recipe that can cure whooping cough in children, but the cost of medicine is not cheap, it costs 20 yuan, and it can't be reduced by a penny!"

It would be good if there was a prescription for treatment, and the onlookers immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Ke Lesong said again: "But! Zhang Laohan only built a new house a few years ago and bought grain seeds, and the family can't even get the usual money!"

"Ahh

At this moment when the money is not enough, who has not tried it? People have been talking about it for a while.

"There was no way, Zhang Laohan had to pull down his old face and borrow it from neighbors, relatives, and friends. It's a pity that I only got ten consistent money. ”

After that, Le Song pretended to have an inexplicable expression of grief.

"That'...... So what to do?"

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