readx;? The middle-aged man said loudly: "If everyone who steals is sentenced to death, then no one in the Great Song Dynasty will dare to be a thief." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Several passers-by next to him agreed.

This farce, Pang Ji couldn't stand it a little, he frowned and looked at Le Song.

Le Song gave him a weird smile.

Wouldn't Pang Jineng understand what he meant?

But there was nothing to refute, so I had to shake my head and sigh again.

Suddenly, a dark and thin passer-by questioned: "If the death penalty is imposed for theft, will it be too heavy?"

Passers-by shouted angrily:

- "It's not heavy at all, they should have thought about this fate before they stole something!"

- "Yes, what did the person who stole do wrong? The person who stole something should be sentenced to death if he does not get it for nothing!"

The thin black passer-by also wanted to argue: "However, if theft is punished by death, then don't other crimes be punished more severely?"

The middle-aged man replied, "What are you afraid of? We are all first-class good citizens, and we don't break the law, unless we ......" His eyes were piercing, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the black and thin passerby, and suddenly realized: "Unless you are a thief!"

The old woman next to her also helped: "So you are a thief! No wonder, no wonder!"

The black and thin passer-by was speechless: "Heaven and earth are the proof, I am by no means a thief! What evidence do you have? Don't spew blood!"

"You still say you're not?" said the gray-haired old man, "If you are not a thief, how can you speak for a thief?"

"I ...... I'm just on the road!"

The middle-aged man mentioned the black and thin passerby: "The road is uneven, I think you are a thief!"

He said aloud to everyone: "Everyone, this kind of scum caused Zhang Laohan's family of eight to die! Let's take him to the yamen now, let the official master fall, what do you think?"

"Good!"

"Uncle, let's go with you!"

"Yes, let the official master sentence him to death, and see if anyone dares to steal!"

"Go to the Yamen, go to the Yamen!"

In response, more than 100 people marched in the direction of the yamen.

……

Witnessing this absurd and funny scene, Pang Ji was speechless.

Le Song asked him, "Shaobao, what do you have to say?"

In addition to shaking his head, Pang Ji still shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Eye-opening, eye-opening." ”

Le Song made a "please" gesture in the direction of Suzaku Street, and said: "The Babao Building not far ahead, which happens to be opened by my family, Shao Bao will accompany me to sit?"

"But it's disrespectful, and I bother to ask the son to be the east. ”

The two walked away, and Pang Ji looked at Le Song beside him from time to time, full of concern.

Le Song was not yet fourteen years old, but he was slightly taller than his peers, walking side by side, only two or three inches shorter than him, and his style of conduct did not look like a teenager at all.

Pang Ji originally thought that he was guarding a precious sapling, but he didn't know that this tree has a strange variety and grows so fast, and over time, it will definitely have deep roots and lush leaves.

When he covers the sky, will he be able to handle it?

Thinking about it, his pace slowed down imperceptibly.

Le Song walked and found that there was no figure beside him, and when he turned around, he found Pang Ji standing wrinkled, with a sad face, and couldn't help asking: "Shaobao?"

"Huh?"

When Pang Ji heard this, he came back to his senses.

Le Song asked, "What's wrong with you?"

After thinking about it, Pang Ji couldn't talk about it, and said with a strong face: "It's just an inexplicable feeling for a while, don't be surprised by the son." ”

Le Song did not doubt him, and said with a smile: "Don't think too much about Shaobao, let's sacrifice the Five Organs Mansion first and then talk about it in detail." ”

"Good. ”

……

The private room on the second floor of the Babao Building, although it is magnificent, but when you push the window and look at it, it is the noisy East Market, which is slightly inferior to the elegance and pleasantness of the Lotus Xiangju and Yunlai Pavilion. Not to mention the paradise-like Deyue Tower.

However, a few of the first famous dishes of Babaolou are really full of color and flavor, so they are full, fortunately Le Song as Shaodong, there is a long-term wing room here, Pang Ji can taste the famous "Eight Treasure Duck".

"Does it taste to your liking?"

Le Song asked with a smile.

Pang Ji nodded: "Very good, worthy of the name." ”

"Then why be sullen?"

"Because I feel a little bitter in my heart. ”

Pang Ji said, and couldn't help sighing.

Le was relieved: "Because of the matter of Fang Cai?"

Pang Ji was silent.

"All men are foolish. ”

As if to add fuel to the fire, Le Song said sarcastically.

"Hmm. ”

Pang Ji was silent for a long time, and finally reluctantly agreed.

He asked, "Where did we go in my mansion before?"

"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. ”

Le Song answered him word for word.

Pang Ji was a little depressed: "You continue." ”

Le Song said: "Most of the people in this world are ignorant, and there is no one in ten who are sensible, and there is no one in ten who is reasonable and dares to speak, and there is not one in ten million people who dare to speak up and make decisions. ”

Pang Ji let out a long sigh, Fang Cai's farce was enough to prove what Le Song said.

Le Song also said: "However, if the king ignores the voice of the people, he will be resentful for a long time. Therefore, the monarch pretended to receive advice, but the actual implementation was still based on the decision of the monarch and his staff. ”

Pang Ji frowned: "What the monarch does is different from what Li Min thinks, won't it cause resentment?"

Le Song smiled and said: "Let the people of Li think that the monarch is implementing the decision of the majority of the people, then there will be no objections." ”

He thought for a moment and added: "If there is a real complaint, the monarch can put the blame on the hundred officials - 'I intend to work for the well-being of the people, but I have no choice but to obstruct it', so that the people will at most sigh that they are not born at the right time, and will not be angry with the monarch." ”

When Pang Ji heard this, his heart couldn't be calm for a long time.

He asked Le Song: "In your eyes, are those of us who take the people's social welfare as our own responsibility also stupid?"

Le Song was silent, and looked out the window with his cheeks raised, as if acquiescing, and as if thinking about how to explain.

After about a cup of tea, he replied: "It is very respectable to take the people's social responsibility as one's own responsibility." ”

"But," he turned his head to stare at Pang Ji, and his tone was undoubtedly affirmative: "Shaobao, if you really want to work for the well-being of the world, you must first remember that the vast majority of people in this world are ignorant, noisy, biased, self-righteous, and extremely easy to be instigated, and they don't know what they want, let alone what is good for themselves. Ensuring that the decrees come from the monarch and his staff is truly for the benefit of the people. ”

Pang Ji was stunned for a long time, and nodded.

His nodding was so light, but what he made was a promise as heavy as a boulder.

Le Song raised the teacup, touched Pang Ji's cup, just like Lexin many years ago, and drank it all.

Pang Ji also raised his glass and was about to drink it, when he suddenly thought of something and put it down again.

"What's wrong?" Le Song asked him.

Pang Ji straightened up, sat upright, and asked sincerely: "What do you think of today's official family?"

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