There were some doubts in his heart, he looked at the old man seriously, he didn't care too much about his appearance and demeanor before, and looked carefully, but saw that although the old man's clothes were rough, but very neat, compared with the woodcutters around, there was a leisurely atmosphere of dust, and the words of response were also quite insightful, not ordinary mountain village nofu.

He seemed to feel the slave's gaze, and turned his head to respond to him with a gentle smile.

The slave hurriedly bowed his hand and asked, "The next surname is Liu, the name is the slave, and I haven't asked you for your high surname?" ”

The old man seemed to have expected him to ask such a question, so he waved his sleeves without surprise and said, "The old man has a single name of 'Tai', and he is from a lowly background, so he doesn't mention his family name. ”

Although he knew that he was just humbling, it was inconvenient for the slave to ask the other party's origin, so he could only ask tentatively: "You don't seem to be surprised that I want to buy this firewood, do you already know what I want to buy this firewood for?" ”

The old man shook his head lightly and said expressionlessly, "I don't know. ”

The slave raised an eyebrow in confusion and looked at him curiously.

The old man smiled and said: "Everything in the world, whether it is firewood, or we vulgar people, but we all exist according to our own fate, so why bother to find the root cause and seek a cause and effect?" ”

This was said with a lot of Zen, and the slave was already completely sure at this time that this old man was not an ordinary person.

However, he did not agree with the other party's attitude of letting things go unchecked, and couldn't help but retort: "If, as you said, everything is predetermined and determined by heaven, then what is the meaning of our life?" ”

If it weren't for the purpose of changing his fate and changing his identity, why would he go to the army, why would he come to the meeting?

The old man looked at him fixedly, his gaze was no longer as dry as ashes, without any waves, but like a river of stars in his eyes, the light flowed, bright and deep.

He seemed to be able to read the mind of the slave, and said softly: "The so-called change and control of your own destiny is just conforming to the arrangement of fate, but you yourself think that you can change your own destiny, but in fact, this change itself is already determined by heaven." ”

Although this old man was in the midst of these vulgar woodcutters, he had a kind of sage temperament of Hongya Shaochang, and the slave couldn't help but have a sense of admiration, and asked humbly: "It is true that as you said, but the Mandate of Heaven is too illusory, and the manpower is sometimes poor, but if someone can predict the Mandate of Heaven, wouldn't he have the ability to predict the future, and he will definitely be invincible and invincible. ”

There was a slight look of anticipation in his eyes, but more of a hidden suspicion and disbelief.

After all, the old man was much older, how could he not see the hesitation in his eyes, he just smiled slightly, nodded and said: "You are right, the destiny of heaven will naturally favor the person he chooses, how can we ordinary people predict it, I am just talking nonsense." ”

There was a slight look of disappointment on his face, but he only felt that the old man had no ill will towards him, so he lowered his voice and said: "I am dissatisfied with you and said that there are my very important relatives in this city, and I must go into the city, so I saw that there is less fire in the southwest corner of the city gate, so it can be seen that the defense is looser, if your companions can help me pile firewood at the west gate, once the fire starts, the nearby army will definitely come to check, and then enter the city from the south gate, it will be very safe." ”

He paused, and then said, "It's just that I'm afraid I won't be able to convince them, but if you can help me persuade them, it will be fine." ”

The old man nodded leisurely and said, "It's indeed a good strategy, but have you ever thought about what you will do if the guards in the city don't let you enter the city?" Even if you enter the city, if the city lord does not believe you and thinks that you are an enemy spy, what will you do? ”

The look in the eyes of the slave suddenly froze, and he was stunned for a moment before touching his head and said, "I really didn't expect it, how can this be?" ”

Before, he was only thinking about how to enter the city, but as for the situation in the city, he was not clear, so thinking about it like this, it was really a problem.

He looked at the old man in embarrassment, but saw that the look in the other party's eyes was shrewd, obviously he had a plan, and his heart moved, and he asked earnestly: "Do you have a good plan?" Please also give me some guidance below. ”

The old man glanced at him with a smile, and said pointedly: "You and I can meet here, it can also be regarded as fate, the old man has lived in seclusion for many years, and he doesn't want to easily step into the mortal world, but after all, it is ......"

He didn't continue, but turned his head to look at the faint fire in the northwest, and slowly chanted:

"The heavens are unkind, and the earth is unkind, so I am at this time.

The road is in danger, and the people are in exile and mourning together. ”

This is the former Cai Wenji was exiled to the Xiongnu after the endowment, full of worry and nostalgia for the homeland, at that time was passed on by the literati, quite praised, but even today to read, it is quite emotional.

The old man's voice was very beautiful, but it was full of sorrow and sorrow.

The slave was infected by him, and couldn't help sighing: "Although I came from a humble background, I can't bear to see the northern land invaded by Qiangdi, while the court and the noble lords are partial to Jiangdong, and they only care about infighting and fighting for power. ”

Powerful people don't want to forge ahead, but he is full of ambition but there is no way to show his skills, after all, the Eastern Jin Dynasty takes the family first, and it is impossible for a man from an ordinary background like him to become a high position.

He was depressed in his heart, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were cold, and his rather strong body stood like ice, exuding a cold aura.

The old man was glanced at by him casually, and he was suddenly frightened in his heart, shocked by his aura, and was speechless for a while.

In the past, the Sima family was called the emperor, on the one hand, the Wei royal family was weak, and on the other hand, the Sima family accumulated power for several generations, and the two were indispensable.

Today's Sima clan is like the Cao Wei royal family in the past, like a little doll walking on the road with gold ingots, even if the courtiers who were originally loyal to the Sima clan will inevitably covet it in front of an idiot and stupid emperor like Sima Dezong.

In this world, I'm afraid that it will soon be chaotic.

The reckless man raised his arms and shouted, and a hundred people responded; The wise man waved his pen, and tens of thousands of people were excited.

And to stand out from the tens of millions of people and go to the position above the tens of millions of people, what is needed is not only ability, but also luck, that is, the favor of destiny.

The person in front of him may be the one appointed by destiny.

In this chaotic world, will I finally and inevitably participate in it?

Perhaps, that's a lot of fun.

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