The room was unusually quiet, as if they were all listening to the conversation between the two literati, and even the sound of turning pages was as low as possible, and the shopkeeper of the book house quietly walked into the door of the book room, and understood the conversation between Wei Zheng and Liu Buwen.

"However, after all, the world's major events are still decided by a small number of people, and I often feel hesitant in the future, no matter what the ants do, shaking the big tree is just a castle in the air, a fantasy."

Wei Zheng closed the book in his hand and went from casual and eloquent to serious.

"The people of Junzhou and the people just mentioned, no one should be taken lightly. As for the ants you are talking about, there are a few people, but they only see a group of people at the helm and oars, and indeed they decide the direction in which the boat is taxiing, and if the boat capsizes, people will only remember that the boating group is incompetent. But the whole era is driven by the combined efforts of all things. ”

Liu Buwen was very surprised, and when he looked at the problem from a high place, he really had a different opinion. In his position, he can only see a drop in the ocean, or the tip of the iceberg of a small number of people in power, so most of them squeezed their heads to enter and become the helmsmen of that era.

But with great power comes great responsibility. People only saw the glory and wealth of the helmsmen, and the prominent position, but did not see the burden of their daily voyage on the water, and they were all about the country and the people.

Liu Buwen's eyes seemed to be in the torrent of the times, a huge ship in front of him was treading the waves, many people around him were crowded on the boat, and the lives of a group of people were all in his hands, but he had only one thought in his heart: "survive".

"Listening to your words is better than reading a book for ten years! Zheng Guogong's insight has benefited him a lot", Liu Buwen bowed very respectfully.

Wei Zheng: "Now that you already know, it is still commendable to dare to face people who are petty officials." ”

Liu Buwen: "Scholars pay the most attention to integrity, if they are afraid to shrink, they have no grace." If you can learn from your Excellency to a star and a half, and you will not be confused for many years, you will die without regrets! ”

Wei Zheng was very dissatisfied: "Ridiculous! The body is subject to your parents, your life is given by your parents, don't think casually about how to die, how you should think about how to live, face setbacks, and not be afraid of wind and rain, so that you are worthy of being an official. ”

In the bookstore, I don't know how long it has been, and some people have begun to discuss it in whispers one after another. Wei Zheng has been gone for a long time, Liu Buwen is still standing in place, thinking about his own fate and the future of this river and mountain, he only thought about gaining fame and proving himself before, but he never thought about what kind of laws and regulations he would implement after entering politics, and what kind of world would the world look like in his mind? What kind of person do you want to become? The books contain the mysteries and stories of heaven and earth, but their own value can always be found only by themselves.

In the village of Anping County, a fire house interrupted the tranquility of farming. Farmer A's home caught fire, and the nearby officers and soldiers did not put out the fire in time, and a fire spread to the entire village. No figure of peasant A was found in the fire house, and his body was not found at the same time, as if the world had evaporated, no matter how the two tigers swept away the ashes, it was in vain.

The village is on fire, where all things are born and where all things are embered. Farmers who make a living from farming naturally understand that for them it would be devastating to lose their homes.

Uncle De looked at the sky-high fire and cried.

"Oh, the house is gone, how can we live."

Erhu scolded: "When is it!" Human life is more important than the house! ”

Uncle De shook his head with a bitter expression, "You don't understand, if it's burned like this, how can the government have the leisure to take care of us?" ”

Erhu looked at a wolf-like village, and the flames danced in his eyes, like a catharsis of anger, like a cry of pain.

"Let's go find Arrow and let him figure it out."

A few horses galloped in the snow, Qin Yang and Graille squinted in the wind and found a dirt slope to rest.

"When will the snow stop? No one can move if it goes on like this", Qin Yang is very anxious, the diplomatic situation is changing rapidly, it is likely that it will lead to a war because it is not delivered in time, such a thing is commonplace, and the final culpability is naturally borne by the messenger who ran away, Qin Yang, as a subordinate of Ju Guogong, will understand what is pressing on him.

"The snow falling on the grassland is providential, so that people who have been busy all year long have time to rest, everything goes into hibernation, and only the guilty will go against the will of heaven." Graye was expressionless, as if everything was logical, and he didn't even understand why Ju Guogong and they were moving forward in winter.

Qin Yang spat on the ground, the dry weather could easily make people thirsty, and it didn't take long for everyone to be sleepy. As an advance force, they went to the front to explore the way, and after a few days, they looked for several directions, but there was no suitable path.

The horse hid in the frost-condensed cave, panting heavily, and the people gathered together, originally feeling a little restrained, and as soon as they sat down in the cave, the temperature dropped, and everyone hugged each other, like ants to keep warm.

The flame is beating, it is a symbol of life, the hope of keeping everyone alive, and the torture of winter and snow can be seen.

Graille: "The flame is still too small, so let you bring more firewood and don't listen." ”

Qin Yang: "Didn't I think that the more firewood we carried, wouldn't it add weight to the horses, and the distance we could run would be shorter?" ”

Graille: "Let's save trouble, now let's freeze with everyone." ”

Graye's words were full of disgust, if it weren't for his good looks, Qin Yang would have wanted to slap him and decide the winner.

What shone on Rogan's face was the light of the tent in the wine bottle, which was the supernatural wine that had helped Rogan countless times, and the wine swayed out of the small whirlpool.

As soon as I opened the system to check, the progress of the task has been stuck at 25% and has not moved, and I continued to check the character records, and Luo Gan suddenly found that the people of this tribe actually had names, and the first to bear the brunt was the leader Hu Namu, and the very delicate-looking Graya, at least it can prove that with this tribe, something will happen that is not as usual.

Xiao Zhi still relied on his ability to chat with people, mingled with the Turks, and picked up some treasures from them, feeling that it should be good to make wood carvings, and he had nothing to do with his old business.

As for Yanshan, he fell in love with practicing martial arts with the Turks and was interested in the wine they loved to drink. The wine of the grassland naturally has an indescribable smell, if you are not used to drinking it, you will definitely feel that it is simply horse urine, but the fierceness is very intoxicating, although the liver and lungs are affected, a glass of wine in the throat is unforgettable.

In Chang'an City, Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui had already returned to their respective duties one after another, and the subordinates extinguished the fire, leaving only silence in the whole room.