On that day, he had just lived here for a few days, and was admiring the ancient buildings at the gate of the small courtyard, when several soldiers passed in front of him in a panic carrying this pale old man on their backs. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 In the past, when I was conducting safety training in the company, I talked about the treatment of sudden heart attack, and the five minutes within the onset of the disease are the most golden treatment period. He hurriedly asked the soldier to lay the old man flat on the ground, recalled the knowledge in the first aid class, folded his hands, and vigorously performed chest heart compressions on the patient. Originally, it was just the mentality of a dead horse being a live horse doctor, but he didn't expect the old man's life to be killed, and he opened his eyes leisurely after a few minutes.

The soldiers were overjoyed and unanimously asked him to take the old man in, so that he could be treated in time if he fell ill again. I found a doctor in the city and prescribed a few medicines, and asked Wang Mai to help the old man decoction, and the old man recovered very quickly, and he could wander around the yard in less than half a month. However, the patient's illness was cured, but he had no intention of being discharged from the hospital, and he often regarded Wang Mai as a subordinate, and he was very casual in and out of Wang Mai's room, and he was very curious about Wang Mai's abacus and the design of the coal stove he painted. At first, Wang Mai also felt that he was old and sick, and he didn't care about him, but he didn't expect this old guy to become even worse, and he originally arranged for him to have a little servant who served life, but he scolded him twice. Lai eats and drinks in Wang Mai every day, looking lazy and lazy.

"Give." Wang Mai reluctantly got up and poured him half a bowl of sake, "You are only allowed to drink this half bowl, is there too much." ”

"You're too picky, I see you have several altars under your bed." The old man complained dissatisfiedly.

"If you want to die quickly, get drunk every day, and it's already forbidden to give you half a bowl to drink." Wang Mai replied.

"The old man is about to be over seventy years old, and life and death have long been downplayed, even if he dies in a wine vat, it can be regarded as a beautiful conversation."

Neurotic, Wang Mai scolded in his heart. These ancients regarded their reputation as more important than their lives, and they had more face than their own Leo.

"The old man has lived for almost 70 years, and for the first time he has seen someone live in captivity more comfortably than the princes and nobles. The old man took small sips of wine, although he took the initiative to ask for wine, but he also knew that Wang Mai would not give it to him again, and those words just now were just a few complaints.

"Haven't you heard a word? Money talks. Wang Mai stirred the boiling water in the pot with a spoon.

"Money can make the devil grind?" The old man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "Interesting, interesting, the books that the old man has read all his life are not as reasonable as this sentence says." ”

"There is another sentence that is more reasonable, money can make grinding ghosts."

"So you mill used money to push that ghost just now, how much benefit did your coal stove bring him?" The old man asked with some curiosity.

"Not much, just a few dozen." Wang Mai said expressionlessly.

"It's a big breath, dozens of times just to make my life more comfortable."

"Isn't everything people do just to make their lives a little more comfortable? Merchants do business, farmers plough the land, and scholars become officials. By nature, everyone is selfish, and as long as they live in this world, they are robbing them of survival resources. The nomads of the north snatch our food as soon as the winter comes, but at the same time, we have been encroaching on their living space for thousands of years. If you look at the pre-Qin period, how big the territory of the nomads was at that time, since Qin Shi Huang built the Great Wall, the range of activities of the Han people has been constantly pushing north. Until the time of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, the Huns were basically driven away. But as soon as the strong man declined, the nomads immediately made a comeback, and even led to the tragedy of the Wuhu Rebellion. When the Sui Dynasty was strong, the surrounding neighbors were also trembling, and if they were in chaos today, the Turks and other foreign races were ready to move. When a strong regime emerges again in the Central Plains, the situation will be reversed. We have fought wars against aliens for thousands of years, but in essence, it doesn't matter who is right and who is wrong, it is just for the survival and survival of the race. ”

"It's the first time the old man has heard of this statement," the old man put down the dishes and chopsticks, he was old, and he couldn't stand eating too much meat at night, "As a Miao descendant of the Han family, you can actually help other races speak." ”

I hate this kind of person who goes online at every turn, Wang Mai pouted: "I said, everyone is selfish, so I never make too many excuses for my motives." The Turks robbed us for food, for survival; We fought the Turks, robbed their cattle and sheep, killed all their tribes, and turned pastures into arable land, also in order to survive. It's all about survival, and no one is nobler than the other. But I will not be kind enough to speak for people of other races, after all, my interests are tied to the Han people. ”

"What nonsense," the old man seemed a little angry, "how can you go astray when you are young?" When you open your mouth and close your mouth, you can talk about "profit", how to be worthy of the teachings of the sages and saints. When he was young, he was greedy for pleasure, and for his own selfish interests, he actually did the things of lowly businessmen. Businessmen are greedy for profits, harming the public and private interests, and harming the country and the people. ”

Wang Mai finally knew what it meant to pick up chopsticks to eat, put down the chopsticks and scold. Still taught by the sages and saints? Lao Tzu was raised by the great Marxist education since he was a child. What's wrong with the people? Is the merchant in your way? Without merchants, what do you eat? What to drink? Simply everyone returned to the primitive society, where the men hunted and the women climbed trees and picked fruits.

"You old man, you are old and confused," Wang Mai said angrily, "except for those profiteers, most of the businessmen do things that benefit the country and the people." Take my stove as an example, you see that I am making huge profits from it, but I am also creating jobs for ordinary people. The furnace is made of iron, and the blacksmith who makes it from us makes money to feed his family; The furnace had to burn coal, which created jobs for the miners who dug for it; Even the flue made of spotted bamboo was cut down by the villagers one by one. A small coal stove, which seems to be insipid and impermanent, is actually the labor and hard work of many people, and correspondingly, it has also been rewarded with a match for its own efforts. Which of these things harms the interests of the country? Hook thieves punish the princes who steal the country, and what really constitutes this society is the poor masses who are despised by you so-called scholars. You sour old Confucians, who think that you are full of poetry and books, are scrambling to be the first to seek benefits for the world, and for a little salary, you sell your personal dignity and grovel to those in power. is full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, but in fact, they are all male thieves and female prostitutes in their bones, and their contribution to society is far less than that of businessmen, so what qualifications do they have to look down on others? It's just that history is written by the pen, and the pen is held in your hands, and right and wrong can be distorted at will. "Wang Mai is really hot this time, after coming to this world, his grandfather has expressed his contempt for businessmen more than once, and Wei Zheng, who he met later, also advised him several times not to take advantage of the word, but I didn't expect that even the old Confucian who came to him every day to eat and drink would also blame his behavior. This made him completely unbearable, not that he wanted to stand up for the businessman, but he couldn't get used to this kind of indiscriminate discrimination against others in terms of identity.

There was an awkward silence in the room, and Wang Mai regretted that his words were too heavy, after all, the other party was an old man who was a few years older than his grandfather, and he had a heart attack, so if he got angry, he would be guilty.

"Alas......" After a long time, the old man let out a long sigh, got up and walked out of Wang Mai's room without even saying hello, and his steps were a little staggering.

After cleaning up the things in the room, Wang Mai couldn't help but start worrying about the old man, afraid that if he had a heart attack at night, no one would know. After hesitating for a long time, I decided to go and see him.

"Are you afraid that the old man will be angry with you in bed?" As soon as he opened the door, he saw the old man holding a book under the oil lamp, staring straight at him with his eyes.

Wang Mai nodded honestly: "Actually, I don't want to be angry with you, but I have been unsatisfactory these days, and I have some resentment in my heart, tonight is just a flashpoint, don't be surprised." ”

"Life is unsatisfactory, nine times out of ten." The old man smiled and sighed, "Over the past few days, the old man has also been reflecting on the twists and turns of his life. The sage said: Thirty and stand, forty is not confused, fifty is obedient, and sixty is aware of the destiny of heaven. The old man is nearly seventy years old, but the doubts in his heart are getting deeper and deeper. Xiaoyou's words just now seem to have clarified something for the old man's doubts. After speaking, the old man stood up and bowed to Wang Mai, "Old man Xu Wenyuan, please ask Mr. to answer the doubts in my heart for me." ”

"Huh?" The old man's sudden change of attitude caught Wang Mai off guard, "Actually...... Me too...... Nonsense...... I haven't read any books, the Analects...... Knowing only ten, what's wrong with you...... I know that the answer must be yes. Wang Mai hurriedly helped the old man up.

"Thank you, sir." The old man's attitude at this time was extremely serious and serious, which was very different from the image of the old hooligan who ate and drank in the past.

"What do you say your name is?" In the hurry just now, Wang Mai didn't hear the old man's name clearly.

"Old man Xu Wenyuan."

"Xu Wenyuan?" Wang Mai tilted his head, "I seem to have heard it somewhere...... By the way, I heard Wei Zheng say that the most relied on strategist under Duke Wei seems to be called Xu Wenyuan. ”

"It's the old man."

"Disrespectful, disrespectful." Wang Mai arched his hand, "Under Wang Mai, the word is opened, and it is the record of the Duke of Wei's account to participate in the military."

Historically, Xu Wenyuan was not just a strategist, Li Mi and Wang Shichong had studied with him in his early years, and his interpretation of the Confucian classics, the so-called Jingyi, was one of the authorities of contemporary times, which was a true Confucian. However, Wang Mai didn't know that this old man who ate and drank with him every day was so famous, and his historical knowledge was limited to film and television dramas and the remnants of history textbooks and materials in his memory.