"The trip of a husband and a gentleman is quiet to cultivate oneself and thrift to cultivate virtue. There is no clear ambition if it is not a turbulence, and there is no far-reaching ambition if it is not quiet. The husband must be quiet. Only then can you learn, you can't learn without learning, and you can't learn without ambition. ** can not be excited, dangerous and impatient can not be cured, the year and the time are chi, and the intention is gone. Then it will wither, and it will not receive the world, and it will be sad and poor, what will it do!"

Although the full text is only 86 words, it understands the Tao of learning for people very thoroughly, so that for thousands of years, it is still talked about by the world, and is regarded as a treasure book for self-cultivation and admonition.

At that time, it was in March, the wind was warm, the willows and flowers were blooming, and the south and north of the Yangtze River were already full of spring, and it was beautiful.

The sky was fine on this day. In the afternoon, most of the people in Yingzhou City lock their doors, or go to the suburbs to go on a spring tour, or go to the small West Lake to enjoy the scenery, and have fun together.

However, at this moment, in the study of a wealthy family in the east of the city, there are old and young people who are still reading with their heads bored. What I read was Zhuge Liang's "Book of Commandments".

The old man, who was sixty years old, slightly fat, with gray hair, sat at a long desk, glanced at the book in his hand from time to time, and then closed his eyes slightly, shook his head and read two sentences.

The young man sat at his desk, dressed in fine clothes, with a handsome face, and the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, with a cynical tone. When he had finished listening to the old man, he lazily read along. It's just a pair of handsome eyes, but he looks left and right from time to time, obviously absent-minded.

The young man's name was Wei Changtian. His father, Wei Decai, was a silk merchant with a wealthy family, and was one of the few wealthy families in Yingzhou City.

Wei Changtian was born in such a wealthy family, and since he was a child, he was inevitably loved by his father and mother, and he was accustomed to cultivating his nature. Don't look at the fact that he is only fourteen or fifteen years old this year, but in addition to the brothel in the Qinglou, he has not visited other despicable vices such as alcoholism, gambling, fighting, etc., but he is "proficient" in all kinds and is a standard gentleman.

Wei Decai saw that his son was getting older, but his conduct was getting worse and worse, and he couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart, thinking: "I am just this single seedling, and the family business will be handed over to him to inherit sooner or later. ”

Thinking of this, he spent a high salary to hire a very famous Mr. Zhao in the city to his home, and asked Wei Changtian to follow him to read and recite literature, and learn some great principles of life and life.

Wei Changtian originally planned to go out to play with a few friends today, but he was strictly ordered by his father to study at home and not to go out for half a step. Although he was stubborn, he was still a little afraid of this father, and he had to dispel his thoughts at the moment.

As the saying goes, "the country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult to change". Wei Changtian is a lazy person on weekdays, and if he is bored in the room to study, how can he learn it? After reading the "Book of Commandments" twice with Mr. Zhao, he felt that his mind was full of excitement and his interest was lost.

After a while, Mr. Zhao thought that he was tired from reading, so he took a few sips of tea on the wooden table on the side, and said to Wei Changtian: "I'll rest for a while." Read the book yourself. "Wei Changtian can't wait to be like this" "um", put the book up, and pretended to look at it.

After Mr. Zhao drank tea, he studied some ink by himself, and picked up the brush to practice Xiaokai.

Wei Changtian was ostensibly reading a book, but in fact, he had been paying attention to Mr. Zhao's movements, and when he saw him bowing his head and practicing calligraphy, he coughed twice. He coughed loudly, but Mr. Zhao looked focused, as if he had been fascinated, and was not moved by his coughing.

Wei Changtian was overjoyed in his heart, and said in his heart: "Haha...... Old man, you practice your calligraphy, I look at my paintings, none of us can read books. Fair!" slowly pulled out a few drawings from under the desk, his eyes widened and he admired them intently.

Just as he was flying, he suddenly heard a heavy footstep outside. Wei Changtian knew that his father was fat and heavy, so he must have come, so he hurriedly rolled up the pictures and stuffed them into his sleeves, and then sat down and read aloud.

Before Wei Decai arrived at the door of the study, he heard the sound of books inside, and his heart first rejoiced, thinking that his son would work so hard that he would definitely be able to achieve great things in the future and have a bright future.

He slowly walked into the study, saw that Mr. Zhao was practicing calligraphy, and said softly: "Mr. Zhao, I have worked hard for you in the past few days." ”

After all, Mr. Zhao is old, his ears and eyes are already a little inconvenient, and he is concentrating on practicing calligraphy, and it is Wei Decai who came in to talk to him, but he didn't hear it.

Wei Changtian got up and said loudly: "Sir, my father is talking to you!" He used a very loud voice, and Mr. Zhao was so shocked that his body trembled, and the pen in his hand fell on the desk.

Wei Changtian was secretly amused, and said, "Sir, you have gone mad! Are you like that in your own house, and if a thief comes into your room and steals something, you're sure to lose all your stuff......."

Wei Decai hurriedly glared at him and said, "Fart! What nonsense are you talking about?"

Only then did Mr. Zhao find Wei Decai standing next to the desk, let out an "oh", got up and said apologetically: "When did Master Wei come in?

Wei Decai waved his hand, smiled, and said, "It's okay, it's okay! Mr. is so old, but he is still working hard, my surname is Wei I really admire...... Admire!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Wei Changtian, shook his head and sighed: "Alas, my son has also studied in a private school for two years before, but unfortunately he can't learn anything, what a complete fool! If he can have a little knowledge of Mr. Zhao, then I will be satisfied." ”

Mr. Zhao said: "No, I think Young Master Wei is talented and intelligent, and his understanding is extraordinary, if he is willing to work hard to learn, he will definitely be a top talent." ”

Wei Changtian knew that all the literati in the world were proud of winning the top prize, but he didn't think so, and secretly said: "What's so great about being a champion? Isn't it just to know more words, get more silver, and manage more people? hehe...... It's better to be a fairy, soar through the clouds and fog, call the wind and rain, and have whatever you want, how majestic it is! Hmph, it's almost the same if I want to be a fairy, not a bullshit champion!"

When Wei Decai heard Mr. Zhao praise his son for his intelligence, he was really happy in his heart, but he still said with a straight face: "Mr. Zhao's joke! Mr. Zhao smiled slightly.

Wei Decai said a few words to Mr. Zhao, then turned back to Wei Changtian and said, "Xiaofeng, Mr. Zhao is very knowledgeable, you have to follow him to study hard." I've got something to do and might come back later in the evening......"

Wei Changtian said: "Dad, where are you going?"

Wei Decai was stunned and said, "I'...... Well...... Go talk to your friends about business. ”

Wei Changtian blinked, "hehe" smiled, and said mysteriously: "Dad, are you really going to talk about business?"

Wei Decai heard that his son's tone was wrong, and saw that his eyes were staring at him tightly, as if he had guessed what was on his mind, he couldn't help blushing, and said, "Fuck! Why are you asking so much! What else can I do if I don't talk about business?"

Coughing vigorously twice as he spoke, he glared at the beads of his eyes, and then said, "You give me a hard lesson." If you don't listen to Mr. Zhao, see how I clean you up when I come back!" chatted with Mr. Zhao for a few more words, and hurried out of the study.

Wei Changtian'er heard his father's footsteps getting farther and farther away, pursed his lips, and said in his heart: "Talk about business...... Talking about business...... Hmph, that's a good point! Since the old lady died, you have been going out every once in a while to 'talk about business'. Hey...... Daddy, daddy, don't you think I know? It's fake to talk about business, it's real to go to the brothel to have fun with girls!"

It turned out that when Wei Decai's wife was alive, she was very strict with him, and she was not allowed to mess with flowers and grass outside, attract bees and butterflies, and Wei Decai was also in awe of his wife and did not dare to go beyond it. Later, his wife fell ill with a serious illness, which was difficult to recover after a long time, and finally passed away. Wei Decai has a deep relationship with his wife, and in addition to grief, he has always insisted on not remarrying. But he is only in his 40s this year, and he is at the age of being full of energy and like a wolf, so how can he endure the pain of an empty house? Wei Changtian once secretly followed his father because he knew that he would definitely go to a brothel today.

After a while, Wei Changtian estimated that his father should have walked over, "ouch", covered his lower abdomen with both hands, frowned, and said, "Sir, I can't stand it! I want a little relief!" Mr. Zhao waved his hand, signaling him to go and come back quickly.

As soon as he walked out of the door of the study, he flew back to his room, took out some broken silver from a small wooden box under the bed, carried it in his arms, and then sneaked out of the back door of the house and rushed to the "Hongxing Gambling House" in high spirits.

He has been bored at home for the past few days and is almost going crazy, so he decided to go to the gambling house to have a gambling addiction. As for his father's words of "come back and clean him up", they have long been thrown out of the clouds.

......

"Alas!

"Ten deflated!!"

"Haha! Heaven and earth are right! Lao Tzu is going to win this time!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, look at what I am? Supreme Treasure! hahaha...... I'm sorry everyone, kill all of them! Money is coming, money is coming ......"

"What?Supreme Treasure?Mom, this card is a little evil today!"

"Alas, grandma is a bear, and she is lucky!"

"Young Master Feng, you have lost a lot of fortune!

"Hahaha......"

......

The night was dark, and the fog was getting thicker.

In the "Hongxing Gambling House" in the west of Yingzhou City, Wei Changtian and more than a dozen gamblers sat around a large table, still noisily gambling money.

"Hongxing Casino" is an old point of Wei Changtian's gambling money.

Nine times out of ten, the gamblers here know him, know that his family is rich, and know that Wei Changtian's gambling money is famous for "nine losses in ten bets". Therefore, Wei Changtian just sat on the banker's seat, and all the gamblers came around to place bets.

-- Who doesn't rush to gamble with such a gambler who is both rich and often loses? Who doesn't want to get some "benefits" from him?

But who would have thought that Wei Changtian would only "lose nine out of ten bets" after all, and there would always be a time when he would win money.

His luck today was surprisingly good, and after a few sets, he actually won four or five hundred taels of silver.

Wei Changtian has never won so much at once since he learned to gamble. He looked excited, rolled up his shirt high, and slapped his hands vigorously on the table, urging the gamblers to place their bets quickly.

Nine out of ten gamblers at the same table as him lost. A few gamblers saw that Wei Changtian had more and more money in front of him, and that his pockets were about to be empty, so they couldn't help but be anxious and angry, and kept wiping the sweat beads on their foreheads with their hands.

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When the gambling was in full swing, Wei Changtian suddenly felt that someone was pulling the placket behind him.

He turned around and saw that it was Ah Fu, the servant of the family, frowned, and said, "What are you doing here?"

Ah Fu nodded and said with a smile: "Young master, the master has gone home." When he saw that you were not there, he asked me to come out to you......"

Wei Changtian waved his hand impatiently and said, "Go away, go away! I'm winning money!"

Ah Fu said: "Young master, if you go back later, it may be ...... ...... who might get beaten by the old man."

Wei Changtian said: "Fight and fight, I'm not afraid! You go back and say that I won't go back tonight! I want to gamble all night!" He thought to himself that his father loved him very much, and when he made a big mistake in the past, the most he could do was to reprimand a few words, and he would never fight.

Ah Fu said with a bitter face: "But ...... But the old man said, if I can't call you back, I'll break my little leg! Young master, you ......."

Wei Changtian couldn't help but get irritable when he heard him muttering and rambling beside him, turned around, glared at him, and said viciously: "Ah Fu, I count from one to three, if you don't disappear from my eyes immediately, believe it or not, I can break your legs......?"

"Young Master......" Ah Fu cried with a sad face, pulling his shirt and refusing to relax.

Wei Changtian bared his teeth and said, "Two!"

Ah Fu's body trembled, and he almost knelt on the ground: "Young master, I beg you...... Let's go back......"

"Three!"

When the word "three" fell, Wei Changtian's right foot flew up, kicked Ah Fu to the ground, and said angrily: "Look at you like a bear......! I just ......" picked up a wooden stool beside him and shouted, "I'll let you not walk, crawl back with your hands!"