Yunlong was even happier, and said greedily: "It stands to reason that it is enough, but how can ten shell coins be exchanged for your child's life? I want more." ”

The big fox went away again, this time with ten shell coins.

Yunlong put away the shellfish coins and shouted at the big fox: "Give me as much as you want, and I will release your child." ”

The big fox's eyes were very desolate, so he had to leave again, but this time he didn't come back for a long time.

Yunlong waited for a long time, and when he saw that the big fox had not returned, he raised his foot and trampled the little fox to death in a fit of anger.

The big fox returned, and it was struggling to hold a heavy little cloth bag in its mouth, and the small cloth bag was full of shell coins.

Seeing the motionless little fox, it looked up to the sky and screamed.

Yunlong didn't have time to take care of the big fox, because the bag was full of shell coins, he happily put away the shell coins, and saw that the big fox was still wandering around the little fox, thinking that he was not ruthless, not poisonous, not husband, so he found a firewood knife and wanted to kill the big fox.

But when I came back with a firewood knife, the big fox was gone.

Of course, this is the end of the matter, from that day on, there was always the scream of a fox in the Yunlong family, which sounded very terrifying.

Although Yunlong has shell coins in his hand, he can be worried all day long, and he can't be happy anymore.

On the seventh day of the little fox's death, Yunlong suddenly straightened up, screaming "spare life" in his mouth, and shouted all night.

The next day, the villagers dared to walk into his house together, and saw that Yunlong had already bled to death.

When people are greedy, they are no longer human, and some animals are more like people than they are.

Long Yan's family is poor, there is no power to stand a cone, so he has to live in a ruined temple outside the city, he usually helps people to work for a living, strong body, brave and powerful.

On this day, Long Yan came back from work and saw a Taoist priest lying outside the temple gate, and stepped forward to ask, knowing that the priest could not move due to illness.

Long Yan left the Taoist priest in the temple to provide food and take care of life every day, but the Taoist priest did not thank him, and never even showed a grateful look.

After more than three months like this, the Taoist priest's illness was all cured, and he said to Long Yan: "Thank you for your affection and kindness, I have nothing to repay." Now I'm leaving, and I've stored up one thing in my life, and when I eat it, I can grow in strength enough to surpass that of a strong warrior, and I can get rich. I give it to you, and I will return it to me after I am seventy. It's just that after you live rich enough, don't donate money and food in exchange for an official position, that will only reduce your own longevity. ”

After the Taoist priest finished speaking, he spit out a lamb from his mouth, the size of a fist, and put it in the palm of his hand to see that it was made of wheat flour.

The Taoist priest put the lamb into Long Yan's mouth, he just wanted to swallow it, the lamb had already slid down his throat, and the Taoist priest slapped the back of his head with his palm, and Long Yan fainted to the ground.

By the time Long Yan woke up, the Taoist priest had disappeared. He tried to lift a hoe and other farm tools, and it felt as light as straw.

The next day, Long Yan went to see the master of the short-term worker's house, expressed his willingness to live there as a long-term worker, and asked the master to make a special large farm tool for him, and when he ploughed, he would have to eat ten people a day and eat three buckets of rice a day.

The master saw that he was industrious and powerful, and liked him very much.

One day, the servant of the master's family who was driving the cart came back from another place with 5,000 pounds of timber, and the cart climbed up the hill, and when it was about to go downhill, the mule stumbled, and the cart tilted and was about to fall. Han pulled the car behind the car and walked slowly uphill, his face not changing.

When the master learned of this, he was impressed by his courage and sent him to follow the carriage to escort the cloth to the city.

Halfway through, they encountered robbers, and the two retinues fought with the robbers, and both were wounded and died.

Unarmed, Long Yan pulled out a jujube tree on the side of the road and swept over, and the robbers fell one after another, and they were all captured.

From then on, the master put him in charge of escorting and selling cloth, giving him a good profit.

Long Yan made a big stick with copper, one zhang and two feet long, weighing eight hundred catties, he used the stick, there was no fixed method, and there was no master to teach, but with courage to fight, no one could resist him.

People called him "Dragon Stick", and the thieves hid far away when they heard of his arrival.

Long Yan's copper stick was always loaded in the back of the car, and there was no eight people who couldn't lift it, but he could take it out with just one hand.

One day, Long Yan arrived in the royal city and was about to stay overnight, when someone suddenly came to visit and reported that his name was Bai Xing.

Long Yan had never known Bai Xing, and asked him what he meant, Bai Xing said: "I heard that you are good at using copper sticks, why don't you let me see it?"

Long Yan pointed to the car and asked Bai Xing to get it himself.

Bai Xing gently took it off with one hand, and said to Long Yan: "I don't know how many people you have injured with this big stick, I look up and look up, you beat me with a copper stick, if you can hurt me, then you are really brave." ”

Long Yan disagreed, and said: "I have no grievances with you, why should I use weapons to hurt people and bet? Since you want to compete with me, it is better for me to bend a finger, and if you can pull it away, I will promise to hide my traces, return to the countryside, and no longer dare to show off on the road." ”

So he raised his index finger, and Bai Xing hooked Long Yan's finger with his hand.

Long Yan waited until Bai Xing's fingers reached in, took advantage of the momentum, and threw Bai Xing to the ground.

Bai Xing got up and said with a face full of shame: "I was originally a thief in the mountains outside the city, and I have never met an opponent in my life, but today I let you take the lead, so don't let me go." ”

From then on, Long Yan passed through the mountain road outside the city, as safe as at home.

After twenty years of coming and going like this, Long Yan's share of profits was already considerable, so he said goodbye to his master and no longer served as an escort.

The master continued to deliver goods with Long Yan's big stick in the car, and it was safe and sound for twenty years.

Long Yan returned to his hometown, bought land, gave birth to two sons, and worked as a farmer.

Unknowingly, Long Yan was over seventy years old, one day, he was watching wheat on the field, and suddenly a goat ran out of the field, all the goats produced here were Hu sheep, this goat came from nowhere, everyone rushed to catch up.

The sheep was chased, desperately ran away, accidentally fell into a dry well, everyone wanted to go in to catch it, but Long Yan jumped down first, saw the sheep at the bottom of the well, lifted the sheep with his hand, threw it upward, and unconsciously the body also rose with the sheep.

Outside the well, everyone saw a wisp of white gas flying out of the well, the sheep rose into the clouds, and Long Yan sat on the ground, with no strength at all.

Everyone lifted him up together, and there was no illness after that, but since then he has no power to tie the chicken, and Long Yan understood what the Taoist priest meant by returning the sheep.

After that, he lived for another twenty years, and died at the age of ninety.

Small wins rely on strength.

In ancient wars, a soldier only fought a war, and when he encountered a problem in the battle, he would ask the commander, and if the commander didn't know, he would ask the centurion, and the centurion would ask the commander, and the commander would finally ask the general.

It can be seen from this that the general is the core of an army, and the small soldier is purely relying on brute force to rush forward and play a small role.

If a small soldier kills an enemy leader somewhere, it is a small victory for himself, and the result is a promotion and reward, but if the whole army wins, it means that the general is well commanded, and it is of great benefit to the country and the people.

Therefore, a small victory depends on strength, and if you want a higher level of victory, strength alone is not enough.

Winning depends on wisdom.

Generals mostly take "planning first", and the essence of strategy here is to fight wits, that is, to win with wisdom.

As long as you have the blessing of wisdom, you can turn over even if you are in a disadvantageous position, and brute force has no place in the face of wisdom.

The big victory depends on virtue.

Only by giving prominence to "morality" can the political and military goals that we hope to achieve be successfully achieved, and "such as Beichen, where we live and all the stars are together" is just around the corner.

Convincing people with virtue and winning with virtue is the best way to do it.

All victories are on the road.

It refers to the most fundamental truth and law, which can form a relationship with everything and everything, so that it can reach the realm of integrating all things.

Only strength, easy to act reckless and aggressive, or have the trouble of taking care of one or the other, the so-called "brute force is not as good as skillful force" is this meaning.

Only wisdom, although it can see through the overall situation and have confidence, but it lacks action.

There is only morality, and things will be weak and powerless, with spirit and spirit but no backbone.

This enlightens people that if they want to win a great victory, the "Tao" is actually the sum of virtue, wisdom, and strength. However, it should be noted here that "harmony" is not simply added, but complements each other, echoes each other, and integrates with each other.