Chapter 115: Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder

Many times, a person's character will be reflected in the inconspicuous and simplest things, although this cannot be used as a basis for judging a person, but the general understanding of him will also emerge in the heart. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Nowadays, society has become more and more rapid, the pace of life is getting faster and faster, busy with livelihoods, constantly running, experiencing all kinds of people, encountering difficult things one after another, people begin to learn to disguise themselves.

Just like a chameleon, protecting itself according to the colors around it, the colors of camouflage are more and more, more and more complex, and when you let go of all your burdens every day and look at yourself in the mirror, a strange feeling arises spontaneously in your heart.

This is the characteristic of this era, and it is also the sorrow of running around and toiling.

And in an ancient world, there is no fast-paced life, there is no temptation of glamour, and a person's nature is not only those who are good at disguise, but also ordinary people will release it to the fullest, without a little concealment.

Zhang Picture to the flower farmer's question, he said his opinion according to his own cognition, although the last sentence is quite controversial, but this is a fact that people know and do not dispute.

Whoever has a big fist will hold the truth, the past successes and failures of history are written by the victors, a flower farmer with scissors and hoes in his hands, in the face of some flowers and plants with soft rhizomes, what will be the difficulty there.

If you want you to stay, let you, want you to leave, what can you do if you go down with a rake? In response to the flower farmer's question, Zhang Hua gave his own response in the simplest two words.

Sharp weapon!

And these two words not only refer to those knives, guns, sticks, power, ability, family background, etc., these are all representatives of "sharp weapons".

It is a general term that has no specific shape or character, but it can be seen in every little thing.

"Uncle, do you think what I said is correct?"

After Zhang Hua finished speaking, he opened his mouth to look at the flower farmer, but after seeing the flower farmer thinking, he had a majesty on his body, which did not belong to the temperament of a person with a humble status, Zhang Hua was shocked.

"Isn't he the one who just wants to see me?"

Thanks to this kind of film and television drama, the big man likes to pretend to be someone else to complete the masochistic self-abuse, as well as his own awareness, Zhang Hua suddenly had this idea in his heart.

Moreover, the more he thought about it, the more correct his guess became, because Zhang Hua saw that there was no wear or callus on the flower farmer's right hand.

A flower farmer, without a little callus on his hands, how can this be said in the past? And looking at the flower farmer's complexion, although the skin is dark, a little noble breath can be seen from the eyebrows.

Such a person, and just now asked himself some nonsense, as if he was testing something, Zhang Hua would not suspect that it was fake.

"What Childe said makes sense, but the old farmer has another question, that is, ......"

"Don't ask, just now the kid just talked nonsense because he was in the sun for too long and was dizzy for a while, you must not take it seriously, the kid doesn't understand anything, really."

Flower farmer: "......"

Sunbathe? When the flower farmer heard the excuse of Zhang Hua, he raised his head quietly, and then saw that it had been hanging on the roof of the two of them.

The corner of Hua Nong's eyes twitched uncontrollably, and it was obvious that he felt his IQ and was verbally insulted by Zhang Hua.

And then after seeing that Zhang Hua was a little dodgy, and his eyes were looking at him from time to time, a smile appeared on the flower farmer's face.

"What a quick response." The flower farmer said silently in his heart, and then, he didn't open his mouth and asked Zhang Hua anything.

Obviously, the other party has already developed a defense in his heart, and if he continues, I am afraid that the next conversation will be a donkey's lips to a horse's mouth.

"I have gained a lot from talking with Childe for a while today, and I hope that I will have the opportunity to talk to Childe again in the past and say goodbye."

"Please."

After Zhang Hua saw the figure leaving, he also let out a long sigh, and soon, another official came and said that he would go back first, and this move made Zhang Hua more sure that the guess in his heart was correct.

Subsequently, Zhang Hua left the Ministry of Rites, and there was still a long line outside the Ministry of Rites, but compared to before, it was much less.

Silently shook his head, glanced at the door of the Ministry of Rites that had just come out, and Zhang Hua left here silently

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In the Ministry of Rites, the flower farmer took off his sackcloth clothes and changed into a crimson official uniform, and then walked out of the room and walked forward alone.

On the way, after the officials of the Ministry of Rites saw the flower farmers, they immediately stopped, and then they also bowed their hands and said respectfully: "Lord Shangshu." ”

The Book of Rites, this is the true identity of the flower farmer.

The flower farmer who had just spoken to Zhang Hua, whose name was Shangguan Hai, was now the official secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and he was the undisputed leader of the Ministry of Rites.

And a dignified Shangshu actually went to hide his identity and meet a candidate, the story in this must also affect the curiosity of countless people who eat melons.

Shangguan Hai, now walking forward alone, after returning to his office room, he also smiled softly, and he was laughing at the moment because of Zhang Hua.

Recalling Zhang Hua's last demeanor and his extremely quick reflexes, he nodded his head as if satisfied.

But then when he remembered that Zhang Hua had been completely eradicated and dismantled, his brows also furrowed.

"Tear it all down, eradicate it, and plant it all over again! If it's really flowers and plants, it's okay, but it's the Kyoto power lord, how can this really be done? ”

Shangguan Hai muttered in his mouth, while thinking back to his mentor. Mo Lao explained to himself, and his dark face also became more gloomy

"Among the candidates this year, there is a candidate named Zhang Hua, he is from Shicheng, if he goes to the Ministry of Rites in the future, you can take the old man to think about it."

"Teacher, what do you ask students to consider him?"

"Right and wrong, black and white, human feelings...... If he's doing well, you're trying to use a metaphor to ask him what he thinks of the power family? ”

"A family of power lords? How does the teacher get the students to ask this? Could it be ......"

At this time, a trace of panic appeared on Shangguan Hai's face, as Mo Lao's most outstanding student, his ability was not to be underestimated.

In today's court, although His Majesty is clearly the lord of the world, the Kyoto authorities are about to overthrow His Majesty, and every decree cannot be implemented without their nods!

His mentor quit the court ten years ago, and never asked about political affairs, and he came here today, and actually talked about this topic, and then thought that His Majesty is also a student of Mo Lao, and only His Majesty can have the ability to invite Mo Lao out of the mountain

"Is it ......?"

A bold guess also appeared in Shangguan Hai's heart, but because this guess was too shocking, he had been unfazed, and his body trembled a little at the moment.

After Mo Lao saw his student's expression, he smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and glanced at him with great appreciation.

Among his students, Shangguan Hai is the smartest, and his thinking is fast, and he is about to guess the truth of the matter in just a few words, and a touch of pride also quietly appeared in Mo Lao's heart.

"You don't have to ask so much, now let you know that it's not good for you, in short, you must consider this person Zhang Hua, the more comprehensive the better."

"Yes, Teacher"

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Shangguan Hai is now holding a brush and is preparing to repair the book to Mo Lao, although he said that the question he wanted to ask was interrupted by Zhang Hua's almost nonsense in the end, but it can also be seen from this that Zhang Hua does have some ability.

The brush was dipped in the inkstone, and the tip of the pen touched the white paper, but Shangguan Hai didn't know how to put the pen.

In the previous conversation with Zhang Hua, he asked Zhang Hua how to face the Kyoto authorities according to Mo Lao's request, but Shangguan Hai was not sure whether Zhang Hua at that time had really confided in himself.

And Shangguan Hai can't tell, did Zhang Hua understand the meaning of his words?

Is the young man heroic pointing out the country and spitting out his ambitions, or is he answering casually in order to pass the time?

Shangguan Hai was a little hesitant, and he couldn't blame him for thinking too much, just because Zhang Hua finally found out that something was wrong, and his keen ability to perceive made Shangguan Hai have to think more about it.

His mentor now intends to go out of the mountain again, trying to make a big deal with His Majesty, and it is obvious that he is one of the paintings that his mentor has asked him to consider.

Although now he is just evaluating Zhang Hua in a few words, once there is a mistake or a deficiency that affects the judgment of the teacher, then it will not only delay the painting, but it is even very likely that the teacher will take a wrong step.

In the officialdom court, it is difficult, and there is no room for making a little mistake, once there is a mistake, then the chain reaction is like playing chess, a mistake, the whole game is lost!

Failure is like losing everything, and such an important thing certainly does not allow for sloppiness.

An ink dot appeared on the paper on the tip of the brush, and after Shangguan Hai saw it, his face changed, and his heart began to be irritable for some reason, and after it was removed, it was replaced with a new piece of paper.

Then he immediately began to wave the pen in his hand, and the speed was very fast, and at this moment, Shangguan Hai didn't seem to be describing, as if he was excerpting.

"Since I can't judge, then simply write the ins and outs of the future, and write all the processes to the teacher."

Although Shangguan's move is a bit of a sense of being irresponsible, it is the most stable way for Shangguan Hai to think.

Half an hour later, the six sheets were full, all of which were the "descriptions and cognitions" of the paintings, and the "cognition" was also completed.

And when he saw a certain page, Shangguan Hai picked up the pen again, but not to add modifications, I saw him draw a sentence to the right: "The bastard who was stunned by the sun also had a horizontal line on it." ”

Nodding with satisfaction, after seeing that there was no problem with the content, Shangguan Hai breathed a sigh of relaxation in his heart, but when he saw that he was flowing smoothly and there was a horizontal line in the handwriting of the dragon and tiger, the corners of Shangguan Hai's eyes twitched again, and it was obvious that Lord Shangshu's obsessive-compulsive disorder was attacking......