Chapter 119: Matters of the Heart

It has been a rule since ancient times that people are divided into three, six, nine, and so on, even if Shi Bin hates this distinction, he must accept it, if he does not have a little majesty, it will be difficult to win people's hearts, let alone others. But precisely because of the high status, there are fewer people who can speak their hearts, and everyone understands that "high places are not cold".

It was another morning meeting, and everyone was reporting on the progress of the previous day's work and the things to be completed today. Maybe he just became a father, and everything went smoothly, which gave Shi Bin a sense of accomplishment, which was more or less a family.

It must be admitted that the pillow wind is very powerful, and when discussing the issue of people's livelihood in the city, Shi Bin immediately remembered the orphan question that Jia Ling had been asking in the past few days, so he asked Liu Xiancheng: "Liu Xiancheng, how have these orphans been taken care of in the city recently." ”

"It's not bad, those orphans are taken care of by some idle women, and if they are old enough, they will go to herd cattle and work for the rich families, and if they are too young, they will receive the relief from the adults. Many of the village women wanted to come in because they could get mixed up. ”

Children who are old enough to earn food through labor should be able to ensure that nothing happens, and children who are too young are prone to problems if they only rely on food relief when they are growing up. So he asked carefully: "Liu Xiancheng, what exactly do we rely on to help those refugees?" ”

After hearing this, Liu Xiancheng immediately said: "My lord, our relief is not bad, two bowls of porridge and one or two pickles a day, and about ten days to have a bowl of pork soup to drink." Lest Shi Bin's love overflow, he immediately smiled and said: "My lord, the people in the city all praise you as 'Guanyin who saves the suffering', and no one in Xiangtan County has starved to death since you came." ”

Of course, I know this is an exaggeration, but it is estimated that he is the greatest ability to have such a result. But he was a person with a slight perfectionist tendency, and he still tentatively asked Liu Xiancheng and Wang San if they could put more effort into this relief.

Wang San and Liu Xiancheng's answers were of course blunt—they couldn't and wouldn't allow Shi Bin to be so disregarding the overall situation. This attempt was a failure, but he couldn't blame anyone, only that he was not strong enough and his planning was not perfect enough.

Back in the study, Jia Ling was like a gluttonous cat smelling fish, and immediately ran over from the boudoir to ask about the relief of those orphans. The answer is naturally unsatisfactory, in order to prevent his wife, who is a little rude and in confinement, from being too excited and hurting his body, he can only euphemistically say that the current funds are insufficient, but he has already made a plan, and when everything is ready, he can take care of all the orphans in the city.

Jia Ling has become a mother, and her temperament is more calm, so she is not angry about it, but she has practiced another stunt: keep silent and turn a blind eye.

He had asked these questions in the morning meeting, but he was stiffly refuted by the two subordinates, which he had never encountered before, and he had already had some warmth in his heart. Now the wife at home is angry with him when he sees that he failed to get things done, which makes him have a deep sense of frustration. Of course, he can't get angry at this time, but no one likes to be looked at and hung by others, so he made a comfortable escape, saying that he would not accompany Jia Ling if he had urgent official business.

In fact, he didn't deal with official business at all, but changed his clothes and went for a walk outside the city, which was regarded as letting off steam.

happened to meet Zhao Gang and Burigud, who were going to enter the city to receive grain and grass for his horse farm, and Shi Bin immediately went up to chat with them.

The child was born happily, of course the three of them were very happy to meet, Zhao Gang was still so strong and mighty, and he spoke like a drum. Although Burigood is not as reckless as Zhao Gang, he is relatively straightforward.

Zhao Gang opened his mouth without saying a few words, almost speaking. And although Buzhigood is a Mongolian, he should not care about these things, but after all, he is an outsider who must be restrained, so not only is he just a submissive response and does not say anything, but he also rubs Zhao Gang vigorously to ask him to be cautious, so as not to make a taboo.

Soon Shi Bin began to complain, saying that he wanted to get an orphan relief center for the benefit of the people, but the financial funds were insufficient, Wang San and Liu Xiancheng did not allow it, and he lost face; When she went home, she was complained by Jia Ling, but she didn't want to argue with her, a woman who had just given birth and was in confinement, so she ran out for a walk.

Hearing this, Burigud's face immediately became solemn, and he began to interject, saying that he had agreed with the grain manager in the city to hand over the grain and grass, and he couldn't miss the time, and began to pull Zhao Gang's belt. But Zhao Gang, a reckless man with a missing string in his head, still expressed his support for Jia Ling vigorously, those children are indeed too pitiful, and they must do their best to save them. Not only should they have something to eat, but they should also eat well.

Zhao Gang became more and more energetic, and finally scolded Wang San and Liu Xiancheng, saying that he was hard-hearted, and said that he would have to ask them for guilt one day. Seeing that Zhao Gang was more and more speechless, and worried that Zhao Gang's misfortune would affect him, Burigud finally forcibly dragged Zhao Gang into the city. Of course, he understood the reason, and Shi Bin did not stop him, but just sighed that there were fewer and fewer people who could communicate with him.

Shi Bin suddenly thought that he already had this feeling of getting farther and farther away from his brothers, so what about each other? What about between them and their irons? Thinking of this, he realized that this was a bad omen, and a careless accident would make everyone suspicious of each other, deviate from morality, and all the hard work would be in vain.

Thinking about it, a young man in his twenties actually broke his foot while walking, which made the pedestrians on the official road look sideways, and a few little girls covered their mouths and laughed from afar, such a strange scene rarely occurs after all.

Being strong and strong will naturally not be unable to move because of such a broken foot, so I walked up again after a gentle massage. Fortunately, there are a lot of tree stumps and stone piers on the side of the road, and he walked for a while to take a break and carefully enjoy the scenery outside Xiangtan City.

When he arrived at the foot of Taogong Mountain, where Tangxing Temple was located, he couldn't take a step, so he simply rested at the foot of the mountain and set up a dragon gate array with pilgrims, preparing to spend a night in Tangxing Temple tonight.

At sunset, Shi Bin had already entered the mountain gate with a few pilgrims who were also planning to spend the night in this Tangxing Temple. The little novice who welcomed the guests was naturally very happy to see that there were pilgrims coming, because the pilgrims were their meal tickets, and one more pilgrim would give them one more meal ticket.

When Shi Bin gave out the sesame oil money and was about to go to eat with the little novice, he was stopped by an elderly monk and invited him into the monk's dormitory.

In Shi Bin's opinion, this monk was a little interesting, but he felt that he had never seen the monk, so why didn't he invite other pilgrims but invited him alone? The heavenly court is full, the earth is wide and round, his eyes are clear, and his eyebrows are broad, he is completely the face of a righteous gentleman, thinking about it and fluttering again. It is estimated that this old monk is "judging people by their appearance", so Shi Bin was a little relieved when he thought about it, but he still had some doubts.

Before Shi Bin could speak, the monk saluted first: "Little monk Hongjue, dare to ask the donor's surname?" ”

"Exempt from the noble, surnamed Shi, the stone of the stone." Shi Bin replied, "May I ask why the master summoned me over?" ”

"It's nothing important, it's just that the donor is angry and wants to persuade the donor to calm down." Monk Na Hongjue said with a smile.

Angry? Calm? Heavy anger means heavy violent, heavy murderous heart, he Shi Bin also served as the commander of Tanzhou, killed the general of the Yuan people, where can he not be angry? How can you be calm?

On second thought, how did this monk know that he was angry? Is it caused by unbearable pain in the foot, or is it something else? So Shi Bin said: "Master Hongjue, it's normal to be a little angry, who is not angry?" What's more, I broke my foot at the bottom of the mountain, and now my ankle is in unbearable pain, how can I not be angry, how can I be calm? ”

That Hongjue looked at him as if he was looking at a child who was lying, this feeling was very bad, which made the heart of this county magistrate who was rarely suffocated angry, if it were not for the limitation of his identity, he would definitely reprimand Hongjue for not knowing the etiquette of dignity and humility.

But Hongjue ignored Shi Bin's horizontal eyebrows and angry eyes, and still looked at him with a smile. When Shi Bin couldn't bear it anymore and was ready to put on his identity and loudly reprimand Hongjue's rudeness, Hongjue spoke at this time: "Lord Shi's anger is heartburning, I'm afraid it's not the pain of his ankle, nor the stinging pain of the poor monk's gaze, but it hurts. ”

Shi Bin was not surprised to hear these words, what the monks must know is to meet each other, which can be regarded as a job for them. However, since he was seen through by others, he did not hide it, and simply asked with a smile: "Since the master has such a discerning eye, I don't know how to eliminate this fire in my heart?" ”

No matter who it is, when helping people solve the problem, they don't directly tell the answer, and they have to make some necessary modifications, otherwise it will make people feel too unlevel.

"Life is at the end, don't be in the middle of the ups and downs." Na Hongjue didn't explain, but closed his eyes and gently read a poem from the Tang Dynasty poet Helan Jinming's "Difficult to Walk".

This poem is very suitable for my current state of mind, and it is indeed a good medicine. Seeing that Hongjue did have some skills, and he didn't just know how to pretend to be a ghost, he chatted with him.

Of course, they don't say who they are and say things the other way around. said that his brother was developed, and he also got some benefits, but the two communicated a lot less, and their words could no longer be as relaxed as before.

"Donor, there will be gains and losses, if you can give up these 'fame and fortune' now, you and that donor will be able to restore the former easy relationship. There is no such relationship between the poor monk and the benefactor, so he can give you some advice. ”

After saying this, Hongjue left the monk's dormitory and signaled that Shi Bin did not need to leave, and soon a little novice would bring him a meal.

In less than a quarter of an hour, a small novice brought the meal. However, he didn't leave immediately, but stood aside and watched Shi Bin eat, swallowing his saliva.

Shi Bin actually liked to see the innocent and cute appearance of children, so he asked, "Little guy, do you want to eat some?" ”

These words made the little novice on the side very excited, but it didn't last long, his joy was gone, and he could only smile and say that he was very grateful to Shi Bin but couldn't eat it.

Seeing that he was so pitiful, Shi Bin said that he would invite him to eat and would not tell his master. The desire for these delicacies finally overcame his fear of the master, and he took Shi Bin's dishes and chopsticks and devoured them. Probably because he was afraid of being known, the little novice's chopsticks did not stop, and soon the meal was wiped out.

"Little monk, what's your name?" Looking at this little novice who seemed to be reincarnated as a starving ghost, Shi Bin asked with a smile.

"Donor, the little monk's name is Hongben, and he is the junior brother of Hongjue just now."

People are curious, so he asks Hiromoto why he is so hungry, and Hiromoto naturally hesitates. Shi Bin pretended to be angry and coerced, saying that if he didn't say why, he would tell his master about eating fasting.

The little novice didn't have much scheming, so he naturally said it all, and the more he talked, the more bitter water seemed to be poured. However, for the sake of Hongben's good, Shi Bin naturally found an excuse to coax him out.

Lying on the bed in the monk's dormitory, Shi Bin couldn't stop thinking about everything that happened that day: Zhao Gang's words, Bu Rigude's words and deeds, Hongjue's exhortation, and Hongben's bitter water. It makes him feel that everything is helpless, but it is taken for granted.

I couldn't think of a reason for this, so Shi Bin simply took a nap here, and as long as he worked in the city on time in the afternoon.

When leaving, the old monk came to see Shi Bin again, and told Shi Bin with a smile that the anger on his face had dissipated a lot.

This makes Shi Bin a little unbelievable, and he will dissipate a lot of anger after sleeping? Although it does feel a lot easier, it doesn't feel like much has changed, not to mention the anger, pure.

"Your anger is not from your heart but an external influence, and your anger dissipates not for anything else, but for no longer being entangled."

Tangled? It's true, when I first woke up, I didn't remember anything about the orphanage and the little novice, but I didn't feel so heavy.

"Please also remember that only those who are open-minded can achieve things." Before Shi Bin could reply, the old monk had already returned to the main hall.