Jia Zhongquan has a new hobby, that is, in the evening Wangwan Pavilion, playing tea games. This is mainly because the most beautiful scenery of Ren'an is in Wanglong Mountain, and the most beautiful place in Wanglong Mountain is on this Wangwan Pavilion, because in this pavilion, you can see the orange-red glow upward; Down, you can see the five-colored lake with picturesque landscapes.

The five-color lake, as the name suggests, means that the surface of the lake will change different colors at different times, light green in spring, emerald green in summer, light yellow in autumn, white in winter, and the center of the lake, which has not changed for thousands of years. And now, it is the most beautiful time of the year in the four-color lake - the emerald green echoes the deep blue, and the characteristic orange and red of the sunset.

"Pap", "Pap", "Pap" chess pieces picked up and dropped on the chessboard, and different patterns flashed on the chessboard. Some people say that through Go, we can explore the laws of heaven and earth, the code of the operation of the universe, and this may be true, because the ever-changing patterns on this chessboard are not like the sea and rocks on this ancient continent, and the vicissitudes of the sea again and again.

"Some people say that saints use heaven and earth as a chessboard and sentient beings as chess pieces." Jia Zhongquan picked up a black chess piece, and on one side, the center of the black chess piece reflected the glow outside the Wangwan Pavilion, "And you, me, and them, aren't they exactly this chess piece?" ”

"Pinch in the hands of the saint and compose an epic of civilization. Do you think that, right? ”

"Students thought it used to be, but now, it's not." Wei Yilin picked up a white seed, "Mr. has given us thoughts and made us understand that we are not pawns of a saint, but people who are equal to him." ”

Jia Zhongquan looked Wei Yilin up and down for two seconds, the corners of his mouth curved, although he was smiling, but this smile could not make people feel the goodwill: "A thousand years ago, there was such a person, he couldn't bear the tyranny of the dynasty, and the like-minded people together, rose up, drank blood for ten years, and finally established a brand-new court. At this time, the new emperor promised him that as long as he could be barbaric in the southwest, he would release Nanshan and give birth to a peaceful and prosperous world. ”

"This person came to the southwest barbarians and found that the local people were not only superstitious, but also in a primitive society that did not respect the old and the young and did not respect the monarch for a long time, so he founded the Snow Lotus Sect with the core doctrine of 'benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, faith, loyalty and filial piety'. After decades of hard work, all the barbarians were subdued, and the atmosphere was greatly improved, but at this time, the emperor issued an edict and secretly arrested him on charges of distorting the classics, demagoguery, and having no monarch. It is a great rebellion, and the nine clans are difficult to forgive. ”

"But the emperor did not order the banning of the Snow Lotus Sect, but modified its teachings, putting loyalty and filial piety in the first place, deleting wisdom and righteousness, raising 'benevolence' to the height of the universe, and intentionally or unintentionally diluting 'faith'."

"From now on, the leaders of this Snow Lotus Sect are all from Beijing."

Although Jia Zhongquan kept talking, the chess did not stop for a moment, and there was a "snap", this time, it was very ruthless, and it directly stabbed into the hinterland of white chess: "Your heart is messed up." ”

Wei Yilin responded with a "hmm" and let Bai Zi go casually: "Throw in the towel." ”

"You know, I don't like people who throw in the towel." Jia Zhongquan played with the black chess pieces in his hand, and the afterglow of his eyes did not leave Wei Yilin for a moment, showing a tired face.

"Tell me, what are you thinking." Jia Zhongquan gently grabbed the ceramic teacup in his hand and turned it around gently, as if admiring the oil painting on the wall of the cup, "In ancient times, swordsmen duel, what determines the outcome is often not strength, but mood. ”

"Yes."

Jia Zhongquan gently blew the tea in the cup, and the speed at which the white vapor rose seemed to be faster.

"Huang Zixiang is dead." Jia Zhongquan gently put down the teacup, "Why, even you think that I killed him?" ”

Wei Yilin's body, as if he had been struck by lightning, shook suddenly, although he blocked the scream in time, but he couldn't stop it, and the panic spread rapidly on his face. Huang Zixiang, who is Director Huang, hanged himself in the dormitory on the night of the third day after the award, and when he was found, his body was already cold. What is puzzling is that no suicide note was found in his room.

What kind of person is Huang Zixiang? To put it nicely, he is Jia Zhongquan's subordinate, but to put it mildly, he can summon Jia Zhongquan to talk at any time! Because although he is one level lower than Jia Zhongquan, he is directly responsible to Director Xu! It has the right to monitor the words and deeds of the entire Tri-Southwest Commissioner's Office, as well as the current Ringan Martial Law Command. Therefore, compared to He Jie, who has been bound by the "Martial Law Law", Huang Zixiang is Jia Zhongquan's real constraint.

Jia Zhongquan suddenly laughed loudly, his action immediately attracted the attention of the guards ten meters away, but as soon as they turned around, Jia Zhong waved his hand and let them return to their original positions.

"So what? Isn't it? Jia Zhongquan poured himself a cup of tea, "Eleven years, although you and I have a teacher-student friendship, but in fact? I see you, every time you come to me, you are walking on thin ice! I'm afraid I'll chop you up. ”

"Am I wrong?"

Jia Zhongquan's eyes are like the snow leopard on the plateau, gloomy, ruthless, and like an X-ray machine, cutting Wei Yilin's heart clearly, there is no room for concealment, or, this is the old special agent, after all, this Jiang is always old and spicy.

After a few seconds of stalemate, Wei Yilin finally gave up resistance: "Yes." Teacher, you're right. ”

"Then have you ever thought about the phenomenon that causes you this feeling, should exist?" Jia Zhongquan chased after him and said, "Or do you really think that I can decide the life and death of any subordinate based on my likes and dislikes alone?" ”

"Yes." Wei Yilin said tremblingly, after all, in front of an X-ray machine, any cover-up is futile, rather than this, it is better to confess.

Jia Zhongquan sighed and shook his head, the light in the leopard's eyes also dimmed little by little, as if he was sighing something, and seemed to hate something. His emotions were quickly reflected in his movements, as his left fist was constantly opening, clenching, clenching and opening. When he spoke again, he had calmed down, but his voice was a little colder: "It's not your fault. I was like this when I used to be Director Xu, and when I met those two senior members a few days ago. ”

"After all, we live in a country with a history of 5,000 years, and many things, have long been ingrained. Even if you don't want to follow it, your superiors will pull you like this, and your subordinates will push you like this. ”

"Confucius is great because he advocates 'education without class' and 'benevolence', the former so that knowledge is no longer monopolized by a few people, and the latter allows the bottom living in distress to see the light." Jia Zhongquan gently picked up a white chess piece, "His theory is like this white child, fraternity and selflessness." In contrast, Shang Jun's doctrine is like this black chess, cruel and ruthless. If you move, you will be connected, and if you are still, you will break your feet. The former is flashy, and the latter is too tyrannical, so each needs to learn from its strengths. ”

Jia Zhongquan pinched the chess pieces in his left and right hands together and grabbed them with one hand: "Han Wu Outer Confucianism and internal law, the achievement of the prestige of the Tianhan Dynasty, Emperor Yuan did not understand, the outer Confucianism and the inner Confucianism, as a result, the Tianhan Dynasty has declined since then." Wang Mang was even worse, and he directly wanted to build this utopia, but the new dynasty died in fifteen years. ”

"Later generations have learned a lesson and further developed Neo-Confucianism, which will lead to a prosperous era in the future." Jia Zhongquan put down the two chess pieces, "But to accept the benefits of a medicinal herb, you have to endure its toxicity." This toxicity is the fear of power, and in the end, it suffers from Stockholm syndrome. It's like you all suspect that I killed Huang Zixiang, but no one dares to say or investigate. In the long run, backwardness is inevitable. ”

"The greatness of the first ruler is that here he set up a tribune independent of himself. Although this is still far from what he envisioned in his book, this is already the best result. ”

"Originally, if we continue on this path, we will be able to get equality and freedom sooner or later." Jia Zhongquan raised his head lightly and looked at the red glow in the sky, "But now, alas, the implementation of the "Martial Law Law" not only allowed Luo Dai to gain more power, but also made Ji Zhushi, me, and even you taste the sweetness. ”

"Once Pandora's box is opened, it can't be closed unless it bleeds."

"Huang Zixiang could see that he couldn't accept all this, so he committed suicide." Jia Zhongquan shifted his gaze from the sky to Wei Yilin, who was fascinated, "This is the answer you want, if you don't believe it, just go and check." ”

"I believe it." Wei Yilin nodded, but that look was very interesting, indeed, as Jia Zhongquan said, if you don't believe it, what can you do? Jia Zhongquan's words can subdue all the people on this Wanglong Mountain, although they are all stronger than Jia Zhongquan and know how to kill people better than him.

Jia Zhongquan also smiled meaningfully, reached out and picked up the other one, which was originally placed on the round table floor, and the hot water kettle that had not been used just now, brewed a pot of tea, and then slowly poured it into the teacup in front of Wei Yilin, but did not pour it for himself. Instead, he put the teapot back on the table: "Drink." ”

Wei Yilin was stunned, staring blankly at the steaming cup of Pu'er tea, and after a while, he grabbed the teacup with both hands, picked it up from the table, and blew it several times before gently touching the teacup to his lips.

"I'll drink with you." Jia Zhongquan said, also poured himself a cup, drank it all immediately, and deliberately turned the mouth of the cup to show that there was no tea left in the cup: I still didn't believe it.

"If I were really like what you think, I wouldn't talk to you so much." Jia Zhongquan said with a "snap" and put the teacup back on the saucer, "Suicide is just an escape, not a solution to the problem." As for where the method is, find it yourself, remember, only what you find is true, and what others give must be a question mark. ”

Wei Yilin nodded tremblingly: "Yes, students remember." ”

"Gone." Jia Zhongquan put on his big-brimmed hat again, and slowly disappeared on the walking path surrounded by guards, leaving Wei Yilin alone in the Wangwan Pavilion, sitting alone.

"Whew" Wei Yilin wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and ripped open the two buttons on the top of his uniform.