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It's arrogance, it's arrogance.

It's crazy.

He said, "Shaobao, I want to write a book." ”

"What book?"

"A book written for kings, unlike the high-sounding rhetoric of Confucianism, this book has an insight into the sinister nature of human nature, the selfishness, mediocrity, profit-seeking, and repeated changes of the world, all of which must be described in three points, so that future kings should not have naïve illusions about human nature, and in the face of many traps, they can take the initiative to attack and firmly grasp the success or failure of their destiny. ”

Perhaps the fire in Le Song's eyes was too violent, and Pang Ji also felt excited.

When I thought about it, I couldn't help but sigh.

He said to Le Song: "Everyone in the world is stupid, let alone those duplicitous hypocrites, if this book is really written, you will be stinking for 10,000 years." ”

When Le Song heard this, he smiled brightly again, laughing so unscrupulously.

It was as if he had seen the proud and conceited Lexin again.

The difference is that Lexin lacks this demonic fanaticism.

"What are you laughing at?" asked Pang Ji.

Le Song replied to him: "Shao Bao is confused, my book is dedicated to those who want to be princes and kings, if they don't believe what I say, they won't let this book circulate, but ......"

"But what?"

"But if they believe in the way of my king, and give it as the truth, they will not want it to be seen by anyone, but they will keep it in the most secret place, and read it every day in the dead of night. ”

Pang Ji was concerned: "Let this book exist in the world, is it really safe?"

"What kind of king should a king be?"

Le Song did not answer the rhetorical question.

Pang Ji wanted to speak and stopped, the farce he saw with his own eyes on this day, and the words with Le Song, were not only better than ten years of study? It was simply a complete reversal of the previous thoughts.

In the past, he talked eloquently about the way of benevolence, but he suddenly became skeptical.

"A king needs to be as cunning as a fox to recognize a trap, but he must be as fierce as a tiger to frighten a wolf." ”

Seeing that Pang Ji was silent, Le Song added: "This book, if it falls into the hands of the courtiers, it will create a traitorous minister, which is the greatest evil in the world, but in the hands of the prince, it will create a generation of Ming Jun, which is the greatest good in the world." ”

After a long time, Pang Ji bowed his head heavily and helplessly.

……

"Teacher, did Le Song really write such a book?"

Yao Hongyi asked.

Pang Ji nodded and shook his head again.

Yao Hongyi couldn't help but be confused, did he write it or not?

I only heard Pang Ji sigh: "Two years, it took him two years to write." ”

"Two years?"

"Hmm. ”

Pang Ji recalls eloquently: "In those two years, we still met every other day to talk, and every time he gave me a detailed look at the newly written article, it was often a debate......

"How's that written?"

"The discussion is penetrating, the article is brilliant, the point of view is unexpected, and the book is shocking and deafening, which is amazing. Although the two of us had arguments, I was mostly convinced. This book is also mixed with a lot of opinions and arguments from the teacher, and it can barely be regarded as a co-authoring of the two of them. ”

"I'd love to read it. ”

Pang Ji said quietly: "Le Song is the smartest and most talented student I have ever met. I taught him more carefully than I taught the prince, or even my own son, and it is not an exaggeration to say that I have taught him with all my money and passed on the mantle. ”

Yao Hongyi thought about it carefully and wondered: "If the late life is not mistaken, it seems that Le Song has never entered the ranks?"

When Pang Ji heard this question, he suddenly became angry, and the hand holding the cup couldn't help but increase his strength, and even his joints turned white.

- "Smack!"

Yao Hongyi exclaimed: "Teacher, your hand!"

Pang Ji looked down, and it turned out that the cup couldn't stand the heavy grip, and it cracked, and the break cut his hands were full of blood.

He indifferently pulled out the shards that had pierced the tiger's jaw, letting the blood drip down.

"Labor,"

He asked, "Do you know who you hated the most in your life as a teacher?"

The tone was eerie, with undisguised hatred.

After all these years, he still couldn't help but hate that person.

Yao Hongyi confessed: "I don't know when I am late. ”

Pang said: "I, Pang Mou, have made countless enemies in my life, former prime ministers Lu Yijian and Jin Fengzhu, and the Cao family and the Wang family who are in charge of the soldiers, all of whom hate me to the core, but Pang has never put them in his eyes, let alone hate. ”

Yao Hongyi couldn't help nodding, Pang was right, with his talent and pride, he really never took these so-called "political enemies" into his eyes.

"Who is this person?"

"Kan Jingyun. ”

"Who is Kan Jingyun?" Yao Hongyi had no clue.

"He is the most hateful man in the world. ”

Pang Ji cut the railway.

……

"Lelang. ”

Chai Jue gently pushed Le Lin, who was leaning on his shoulder.

Le Lin was still asleep, her saliva was all over her shoulders, and she was talking about something in a daze.

Chai Jue's shoulders were so numb that he had long lost consciousness, and he was wet again, and he couldn't sleep all night, he should have felt upset and irritable, but he didn't have the slightest disgust, but cherished this delicate time very much.

No matter what time it is, "Lelang" is a calm and relaxed look. He couldn't think of a way, "he" pondered for a moment and found the joint and solved it.

Chai Jue is very glad that he has such a friend.

But he prefers to snuggle up to his "Lelang" without distractions.

Will one day I be able to grow to that level -- at any time I can rely on "him" at any time, just as I rely on "him" now?

He turned his ears sideways, almost touching "his" hair, and listened carefully to "his" dreams.

"Hmm...... Well, okay, it must be possible before the deadline, please rest assured ......"

"What did you say?" Chai Jue asked curiously.

Le Lin still murmured: "Well, well, it's okay, the logo is a little bigger, lively, okay, the girl has to have a career line ......"

Chai Jue looked at "him" and couldn't help laughing.

For a moment, he really wanted this carriage to go to the ends of the earth like this, and he wanted this quiet time to be longer, longer.

Chai Jue looked at the white belly of the fish in the sky, sighed, and gently shook the people around him again.

"Lelang, it's here. ”

Lelin was half-asleep and half-awake, and asked in a daze, "Arrived?"

"It's time to Taoranzhuang. ”

……

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