Ling Mu thought about it for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and agreed. Anyway, he has nothing now, and there is nothing he can't afford to gamble on but his life, so he can give it a try.

Zhiyun nodded in satisfaction.

"I don't know what justice is in Ling Gongzi's heart, what is evil and what is evil." Zhiyun suddenly asked a very tricky question.

She knew Ling Mu's character, although she was upright, she took the justice of this world for granted. Although there is no lack of justice in the world, in today's world, there are too few people like him who are willing to do anything for the justice in their hearts. She knew that she couldn't forcibly change a person's opinion, and she also knew that it was not easy, but before she wanted to help Ling Mu, she had to let him have a bottom in his heart, so as not to cause trouble.

"I don't know what others think, but in Xiaosheng's opinion, evil prevails over good."

"For example?"

"The matter of the food king's loyalty to the king, the food of the king is right, and the food is not loyal to the king, which is evil." Ling Mu said.

"Oh? Then in the eyes of Ling Gongzi, how did he know that he was a disloyal king? Some people are loyal to the king, but they won't show it, and some people seem to be loyal, but in fact they want to rebel in their hearts, how can they know this. Zhiyun asked rhetorically.

Ling Mu touched his chin, "If you are an official but use your power for personal gain, it is disloyal to the king, and the power and the royal family are the best proof." ”

Zhiyun frowned: "Does the prince think that the royal family is now powerful, so it is evil?" ”

Ling Mu didn't answer, just looked at Zhiyun quietly, waiting for her next step.

"Childe is a little biased, if one person is dominant, there is no check and balance, then the world will be in chaos, the evil in your eyes may not be evil, and the justice in your eyes is not necessarily justice. The government officials can arbitrarily judge cases for a few taels of silver, and the dignitaries can also be happy and charitable in order to gain a good reputation, and good and evil are intentions, not eyes. For example, if I helped you today, you can say that I am good, but I may also use you to achieve my own goals, or you can say that I am evil, so who really has a standard of half-truths? ”

Zhiyun stood up: "The good in your heart can not be good, but the evil in your heart is not necessarily evil, how to judge, it is all based on the perception of the heart, if the son feels that the justice on the surface is justice, then the justice hidden under the evil is really a little wronged." I may not be able to accept this, but the truth is that it is not as simple as you think in Yanjing City. She straightened her hat, "That's all for today, I'll give Childe the information he wants in three days." With that, she put a bag of silver taels on the table, "I borrowed yours, and I will pay it back later." ”

Under Zhiyun's words, Ling Mu fell into deep thought, and he didn't wake up until Zhiyun stepped out of the threshold and left his hut, and when he saw the money bag on the table, he hurriedly grabbed it and chased it out, but Zhiyun had already gotten into the carriage and left, no matter how he shouted behind, the carriage did not stop.

He looked at the money bag in his hand, was the goodness and justice he believed in really like that?

In the carriage, Bi Tao patted her head and asked Zhiyun: "Miss, what kind of good and evil you just said made me confused, why can't the slave and maid understand it at all." ”

Zhiyun smiled, she didn't want to change his mind all at once, she just wanted Ling Mu to have a bottom in her heart, don't mistake the "justice" in his heart like in his previous life, justice and kindness are correct and precious, but in Yanjing City, there is no way to survive with these alone, the people don't fight with the officials, the officials don't fight with the imperial power, he is now white, and it is easier for the government to pinch him to death than to pinch an ant to death, before he has a certain status, the ones he wants to maintain are too difficult and too difficult. She just wanted to tell him that what he wanted to maintain must be maintained after he has an identity and status in order to be of maximum use, the law of the jungle, natural selection, and survival of the fittest.

Thinking of Xiao Huaichen, the "son of the royal family" in Ling Mu's mouth just now, everyone in the world regarded him as a wicked person with monstrous power, but he didn't want to think that if it weren't for him, Emperor Zhaohui's throne would have been overthrown by Gao Xiang long ago. The imperial court needs someone to balance all this, and it also needs someone to come out to be the "wicked person", and that person happens to be Xiao Huaichen.

......

When I returned to the mansion, it was already afternoon, and Zhiyun didn't go to ask Mrs. Xia for peace, but only went to Lanxiang Pavilion to chat with Xia Rou for a while.

Xia Rou has been a housekeeper recently, and she seems to be a little haggard after being tossed, after all, there is a big house, and many of the accounts she looks at are not correct, and Zhiyun said: "The more I look at these accounts, the more I feel that they are wrong." ”

Naturally, it's not right, Aunt Fang didn't know how much oil and water she scooped up to subsidize Xia Sisi and her mother's family. But even if Xia Qing is informed at this time, Xia Qing will inevitably turn a blind eye. At most, two reprimands, no more.

"My sister is not too bothered, just show it to my grandmother."

Xia Rou sighed, "Recently, my grandmother has had a head stroke, and I really don't dare to bother if I am not feeling well." ”

She picked up another account book and was about to recalculate it, Zhiyun stepped forward and pressed the account book in her hand and said, "Sister rest, I have a way." She smiled slyly. Pulled Xia Rou to the bed, took off her shoes and socks with her, and the two of them lay down on the bed, closed their eyes and recuperated.

Zhiyun was still thinking about Ling Mu, and he didn't know how much her words would affect him, but it always depended on her next moves, and she thought that she would have to find another time to find Qingqiu. I heard Xia Rou suddenly turn around and face her and said: "Wanyun, I remember that you were the most naughty when you were a child, you loved to jump and make trouble, and you didn't cry out of pain when you fell down when you hit a flower pot in the yard, and you got up and continued to play. ”

She seemed to fall into the memory, "My mother said that at that time at my grandfather's house, she was also very skinny, and often broke the screens in the house, and her grandfather was angry and wanted to beat her, so she rode away on horseback. ”

Zhiyun laughed, yes, although she was only raised under her mother's knees until she was five years old, and her mother left, Xia Rou would often talk to her about her mother's childhood.

She looked at Xia Rou's face, gentle and feminine, many people said that Xia Rou was born like Xia Qing, and she was born like Shu. My sister said that when she was a child, she was very envious of Zhiyun who was often raised under her mother's knees, but after her mother left, she clearly remembered that day, Zhiyun's little man lost a shoe and socks, so she asked her barefoot: "Is my mother going to come back?" ”

She also lied to her: "My mother will come back when she falls asleep." Unexpectedly, she spread her hand, saying that she was lying, saying that the people outside had told her that her mother was dead, and if she died, she would not come back. A little person, crying heartbreakingly. Xia Rou thought of the sad place, and her eyes couldn't help but burst into tears.

Hurriedly wiped it off with his sleeve, afraid that Zhiyun would see it. But Zhiyun still saw it, held her hand and comforted: "Sister, I have grown so big, fortunately I have you, if it weren't for you, I might have gone with my mother a long time ago." ”

Xia Rou hurriedly "babble" three times, "What nonsense are you talking about, my mother will bless us in heaven." Zhiyun let out an "um" and leaned closer to her.

The mother was born in Jiangmen, she was supposed to be a tiger girl in Jiangmen, she was chic and happy all her life, riding a horse and whipping freely, but she was imprisoned in the back house, becoming a caged bird, looking at the sky but unable to fly out.

She sighed, she must not repeat the mistakes of the past, she must not be like her mother to be a caged farrow.

She thought of her grandfather, the Shu family. In the Shu era, the gate guarded the border pass, and he was not allowed to return to Beijing without a summoning order. So in her impression, only the year of her mother's death, someone from the Shu family came, she heard others say that it was her uncle, but she was ignorant when she was a child and thought that the person was here to take her mother away, and her uncle wanted to hug her but was bitten by her naughtily, and said: "You are not allowed to take away your mother, your mother will not go with you!" ”

She thinks about it now that she was wrong, her mother should be more willing to go with her uncle, she should go back to her vast world and ride a horse to get away, not in the ancestral hall of the Xia family. She closed her eyes, and there seemed to be a picture of a woman riding a horse in red in front of her, and she smiled slightly.

Later, after my uncle left, the Shu family would often write letters, and even ask someone to bring her and her sister some gadgets that were not available in Yanjing from the border gate. It's just that she didn't understand these things before, she just wanted to please Xia Qing blindly, she saw that Xia Qing didn't like those things, so she didn't play anymore, and slowly even lost the things she received to Xia Rou, Xia Rou has always been sensible and often writes letters to her grandfather, but over the years, Zhiyun has never sent a letter and a half, and I don't know what their situation is.

Now that she thinks about it, she only thinks that she is too ignorant, and she thinks that she should find an opportunity to contact her grandfather's family again.

The two sisters snuggled up to each other and fell asleep. When Zhiyun woke up, it was dark, and she couldn't see the road clearly in the middle of the night, so Xia Rou was worried and didn't let her go back, so she stayed in his Lanxiang Pavilion.

The two sisters hadn't slept in the same bed together for a long time. So Zhiyun is also very happy, she sleeps a lot during the day, and she will inevitably not be able to sleep at night, so she pulled Xia Rou and asked her to tell her about her mother's childhood and her grandfather's Shu family.

Some people talk late at night, some people snore like thunder, some people are melancholy, and some people sit back and relax.

Something different is happening every night, and everyone's mind is gradually changing.

Ling Mu was lying on his simple bamboo bed, tossing and turning, he was thinking about the girl today, he was thinking about what she said, he was thinking about what she said, his thoughts were myriad, it seemed that there was an answer that was about to break through the ground, but he was not sure, faintly uneasy.

In the Qin Palace, Xiao Huaichen sat on the windowsill with a wine jug, thinking about the appearance of a certain girl climbing the window late at night, and couldn't help laughing, really, everyone is pretending, and that person's heart is not in this district mansion.