Chapter 57: Brave, Retreat (Thanks to Salted Fish Sukawan)

It was getting late, and there were more than 10,000 people in the audience, but none of them left first, and they all seemed to forget that the Bianliang City Gate would be closed at night.

When Di Yong shouted in his already hoarse voice: "Today is over, come back tomorrow." ”

When all the staff shouted after Di Yong.

Suddenly, the audience was boiling.

"Keep fighting and let Zhou Tong come out."

"Go on, keep ......"

"Zhou Dong, Zhou Dong, Zhou Dong......"

"Hit Zhou Dong and let Zhou Dong come out."

Naturally, some people responded with their voices: "Early tomorrow morning, in the first game, Zhou Dong will fight against the grass." ”

"It's tomorrow, it's early tomorrow, and it's over today."

"Zhou Dong's first tomorrow."

The indignant spectators, who had been indignant all day, shouted and cursed angrily, looked up at the sky, and reluctantly descended to the stands.

Gan Qi had a mean smile on his face, and the audience was full of scolding, and Gan Qi just looked at it.

Sister Zhao in the VIP seat also seemed to be very unhappy, her eyes were looking for Gan Qi everywhere, and even took Zhao Zonghan directly over the mountains and mountains to Gan Qi's side.

"Mr. Gan, why don't you fight? It's all Zhou Dong, why don't you call him to play? Sister Zhao asked angrily.

Gan Qi looked at this eldest sister Zhao and said seriously: "Eldest sister, we should be in a group, you have to put yourself in the right position." ”

"What a gang, there is still light in the sky, hurry up and let Zhou Tong play, it will be really dark after a while." Sister Zhao said again.

"Eldest sister, think about it, when the storyteller's story is at its most exciting, do you have to come to a sentence and listen to the next breakdown?" Ganchi explained.

Sister Zhao thought about it and seemed to have an understanding.

Zhao Zonghan on the side was not happy, and said: "What is the next decomposition, decompose immediately, I want to see how much ability Zhou Dong has." ”

Sister Zhao hurriedly waved her hand, pulled Zhao Zonghan behind her, and said, "Mr. Gan is smart, I will go back tonight to get the money, and send it to the mansion tomorrow, and ask Mr. Gan to write the contract." ”

Gan Qi nodded and sent Sister Zhao to catch the subway...... Rush to the city gates.

Di Qing slowly descended from the stands, there was still a smile on his face, this smile accompanied him for a whole day, when he came, Di Qing was old and godless, and he was a little radiant at this time.

Di Qing was standing beside Gan Qi, not in a hurry to rush to the city gate, and he didn't seem to care about the city gate, that city gate, to him, may be a cage, a cage dedicated to imprisoning tigers.

The scolding slowly subsided, and the crowded scene slowly dispersed, leaving behind the backs of many people cleaning.

Gan Qi smiled at Di Qing and asked, "Di Shumi's won't return tonight?" ”

"Is there any wine?" Di Qing asked.

Gan Qi nodded: "Yes." ”

"Let's go!" Di Qing raised his hand and took two steps first, his back was broad, although he was a little rickety, he still looked so strong and powerful.

In a trance, Gan Qi had an impulse and imagination, imagining Di Qing's heroic posture on the battlefield in the past, with a spear in his hand, a cape with a copper mask, and a horse under him, like the wind, and then there was blood in the sky, and his life was like a mustard, what a hero.

Gan Qi has an urge to see this scene, men should be like this, Gan Qi is the easiest to be moved by blood in his life.

It's reality, that's it. Set up a feast and pour it full of good wine.

Di Yong was on the side, his voice was already speechless, but he continued to serve his father to drink and eat.

Di Qing is not an optimistic person, but he still deliberately looks optimistic, and his words are all teasing: "How was Dong Wuyi that week?" You can't be beaten down when you play, right? ”

Gan Qi replied: "Don't be brave." ”

"Nonsense, where in this world is the courage of ten thousand people?" Di Qing said with a smile.

"Isn't Di Shumi's bravery?" Ganchi is not flattery, but sincere.

Di Qing waved his hand: "The old man only uses bravery, not ten thousand people." ”

After Di Qing finished speaking, he suddenly became a little depressed, and continued: "Now I don't even have Yong, only Yong was left." ”

When Gan Qi heard this, he continued: "Can Di Shumi want to be brave again?" ”

Di Yong was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly said, "Big brother, don't talk nonsense. ”

Di Qing asked, "Let's talk about how to be brave?" ”

"Willing is brave, has Di Shumi ever been willing to give?" Gan Qi thought about it for a long time during this time, and it was not even Gan Qi who took the initiative to think about it, but subconsciously thought about it, that is, how to help Di Qing get out of the predicament, and how to keep Di Qing from dying of illness immediately.

"Willing?" Di Qing repeated, frowned slightly, and said, "What are you willing to give?" ”

Gan Qi asked tentatively, "Has Di Shumi ever been resentful?" Have you ever been unconvinced? ”

Di Qing picked up the full wine glass, drank it all, and said, "How about not being angry? What if you are not convinced? ”

"Di Shumi is not angry and dissatisfied, so Di Shumi does not accept his fate, so Di Shumi is unwilling to hide or hide, so Di Shumi just stands, even if he is about to fall, he stands like this." What Gan Qi said was his own understanding of Di Qing. I felt that Di Qing had a hard breath in his heart, and he was holding back a lot of strength in his heart.

Di Qing waved his hand slowly: "The old man knows what you said, but you are wrong. The old man just thinks that the saint is the king of benevolence and righteousness today, and the old man believes in the wisdom of the saint and the saint. ”

Gan Qi thought that Di Qing was silently competing with everyone, and he was also competing with himself. But Di Qing is not like this, Di Qing simply believes that Emperor Renzong, or the loyalty in Di Qing's heart, has always been there.

It was also this Emperor Renzong who repeatedly praised Di Qing in front of countless people as a loyal minister. So Di Qing always thinks that all his current encounters will pass one day.

Gan Qi finally said bluntly: "Di Shumi, sometimes it is not necessarily brave to move forward, but it is also brave to take a step back." ”

Di Qing was stunned when he heard this, slowly looked at Gan Qi, and asked, "Take a step back?" Take a step back, what is left in the old man's life? What is left? How to face the enthusiasm of the past? How to deal with those who live and die together? ”

"Di Shumi, Di Xianggong, just death, what are you afraid of? If you are not afraid of death, what is there to fear? Gan Qi communicated with Di Qing, and there seemed to be a state of confusion in the clouds, and Di Yong's face was full of questions. But it was Gan Qi and Di Qing, but they clearly understood.

"Death, you can be ambitious." Di Qing replied word by word.

"If you don't die, you can be more ambitious. Take a step back, the sea and the sky, and wait until the next day there will be a war, and that day is the time for the real ambition. Gan Qi said it clearly. Di Qing is in such a situation now, everyone in the Manchu Dynasty is shouting and beating, what is the need for this court to stay any longer?

Sometimes, the way to break the game is so simple, but Di Qing never thought that it was to resign. resigned, did not return to his hometown, stayed in Bianjing to spend his life, and spent his old age under the supervision of the Imperial City Division, why not?

The people who attacked the Manchu Dynasty, but no one thought about letting Di Qing die, they just wanted to drive Di Qing out, out of the center of power, and out of the place where the Privy Council led the troops.

Things are often as simple as that, isn't it just to prevent the generals from rebelling? The military generals have no power in their hands, no henchmen will be around, and they will be entertained every day, and they will remain within the scope of surveillance, which is a hundred times more reassuring than any derogatory rebuke out of Kyoto.

"The next day? Hehe...... The old man is today, how many of his fellow brothers have exchanged their lives for it? Don't want the old man? How to deal with them after death? Di Qing smiled bitterly.

"Di Shumi, there is always a comeback, this Great Song Dynasty, the Manchu Dynasty, the civil and military, and the war, how many people can rely on?" Gan Qi really thinks so, Di Qingman is only forty-nine years old, and if he doesn't die of illness this time, there are countless opportunities.

Di Yong finally understood at this time, and hurriedly spoke: "Father, I think Brother Gan is right, can't we stop doing it?" One day, they will be taught to remember the good of their father, and they will come to their father. The party and the Tibetan departments are all thieves who have been repeatedly, and now that the old man has gone west, who else can compare to his father? ”

The old uncle in Di Yong's mouth is a kind of Shiheng, a stunned father, a grandfather in the Taoist and the master, who has just passed away a few years ago.

"There are also southwestern natives, a Nong Zhigao, and descendants." Gan Qi added, the meaning could not be more obvious, the rapid retreat, there will always be a war again, the Manchu Dynasty civil and military, His Majesty the Emperor, who doesn't want to have an old god of war? Why let people attack it repeatedly, why let people belittle it again and again?

Di Qing was silent, drinking cup after cup.