After Bei Yinhuai was deposed, he followed the Seven Stars to the golden-faced Taoist people up the mountain to enlighten the Tao.

The fruit trees behind the Chunlai Dao Courtyard grow many small fruits.

The golden-faced Taoist took the Taoist priests of the whole courtyard to the field to pick fruits.

Only one or two small fruits of each branch were picked, and Bei Yin was puzzled and stepped forward to ask.

"Master, why do you pluck all the fruits? Shouldn't more be better? ”

"Silly boy! The energy of a tree is limited, and it absorbs so much nutrients, if you leave all the fruits on the tree, then each one absorbs a little, and none of them can grow, but from the time they are young, they pick off those that are insectic, those that grow crooked, those that grow badly, those that have sunburn, and those that are significantly smaller than the average, so that they can have a chance to grow big and good fruits. “

"Is this fair to the other fruits?"

"Is there fairness in this world? What's more, it doesn't have a standard that can be treated fairly, fairness is for those who can have fair preparations, and crooked melons and bad dates can be talked about fairness, which is called unfairness. ”

"Can't there be a last resort for crooked melons and bad dates?"

"Yes! You have to be yours, I will pick mine, this is called natural selection, survival of the fittest. ”

"Crooked melons and bad dates don't have the opportunity to grow up? Do they deserve to die early? ”

"So what do you think is the value of them growing up?"

"When they grow up, they can at least set off their fruit."

"Hahahaha, the world has its own reputation in people's hearts, and there is no need for crooked fruits to set it off."

Bei Yinhuai suddenly smiled, as if he understood, but he didn't seem to understand, he raised his hand to pick all the fruits of a tree, and the golden-faced Taoist was puzzled, and asked Bei Yinhuai why he was like this.

"It's not that crooked melons and bad dates deserve to die, it's that the fruit grows in the wrong place. Your sandy land, soil erosion is serious, you can't hold the moisture at all, what are you talking about fixing the soil and raising trees? Even if one or two are left, it will not be a good fruit in the hearts of the world. ”

"You pluck it bald, so what do you eat? What's the use of keeping it there? “

"Its original use is not the result, but the wind and sand fixation, now it can still be used to exercise its wind and sand fixation, even if one day it dies, its bones are dissected, it can also become a beam, it can become a door, it can be a window, and the worst can be used as firewood to warm others. And why waste manpower on this tree that does not produce good fruit? Isn't it good to let those fruits that should bear fruit bloom and bloom, and we will make a tree that has participated in greening? ”

The golden-faced Taoist sighed and took off his mask: "For half my life, I have hidden myself behind this mask, no one knows that my crooked fruit that heaven and earth do not tolerate is still alive in the world, I will turn all my daughters and wives into pawns of my ambition, just to one day be able to stand on the top of ten thousand people, now I know that some impossible is impossible, it is not that you use all means to torture yourself into an inhuman form, a tree is like this, a person is like this, and a dynasty is also like this." It's just that there are so many lives here, do you want to let their newly formed ambition just die down? ”

"The Taoist is stupid, their lives will not end because of this, from coming out to going out, no matter how prosperous the feast is, there will always be a time when they part, everyone should have their own place."

"You're right."