"Life is still passing, how can you make a living from it?" The old man looked at Shi Yiguang and said leisurely: "It's no wonder that they are. ”

The old man sitting on the wheel said Qi Qi, turned his head to look at the woman and child who were comforting the groom not far away, and sighed.

"Don't blame them?" Shi Yiguang hooked the corners of his mouth and sneered: "Then blame me?" Blame me for being so good-looking and seducing their desire to sin? ”

As soon as the words fell, the groom sitting in the carriage couldn't help but laugh. Soon he held it back again.

The old man on the wheel looked back and looked at the curtain of the carriage. Then he turned around and said, "I don't blame them, and I don't blame you." ”

"Who's to blame?"

"The king of strange things, governing the country but making the people lose their place, assisting in state affairs but making the people unhappy." The old man said, slowly shaking his head and sighing.

"Then you might as well just say the blame king." Shi Yiguang sneered.

The old man sitting on the wheel looked up, looked at Shi Yiguang, pursed his lips, and did not answer. Resisted the words that wanted to be scolded.

Shi Yiguang held the jar, turned around, looked at the black cloth carriage fixedly, his eyes fell on the old man, and sneered: "So even if they do all the bad things, it's not their fault?" Is it all because it is a last resort? ”

After that, he turned back and walked back, rolled his eyes at the sky, and the disgust in his tone was clear: "Holy." ”

Yu Guang glanced at the woman and child kowtowing to the carriage, and Shi Yiguang withdrew his eyes indifferently.

People have money, they can give as much as they want, and they have a relationship with her?

Madonna, Madonna.

Shi Yiguang muttered in his heart and walked outside.

The yellow leaves outside the alley were blown by the wind and floated on her shoulders. Shi Yiguang raised his hand and brushed it away, and walked straight to the door of Chen Yin's house.

There were one or two pedestrians standing in front of the gossip, holding their arms and stretching their necks, looking at the patterns on the gossip and pointing.

Shi Yiguang walked in with the jar: "Go away, go away." Shi Yiguang frowned and squeezed away the people in front of him and walked into the gossip.

This is a person standing in front of the gossip looking at Shi Yiguang and opening his mouth: "That's the case, I want to count a hexagram, just count..."

"No, no, no." Before the man could speak, Shi Yiguang interrupted. Raising his hand, he waved impatiently: "Let's go." As she spoke, she sat down on the mat, wiping the gossip on the floor with her shoes and looking back to see if there was a shortage of books she had placed next to the mat.

"Why doesn't it count?" The man frowned and asked, isn't it every day? And I heard that this is quite accurate.

Shi Yiguang raised his head, stared at the fortune teller, and said impatiently: "I'm in a bad mood today, okay?" ”

The man looked at Shi Yiguang with an arrogant face and shrunk his neck. Forget it, you can mess with anything, just don't mess with people who can pinch fortune tellers, no matter how big or small.

Seeing that the people in front of the gossip walked away one after another, Shi Yiguang turned around and pulled out a volume from the book.

She carried the porcelain jar and rested it under the willow tree, took off her footclothes and lay down on the mat under the tree, unfolded the bamboo roll, rested on the mat, and began to sit and do push-ups. As he did so, he looked at the scroll in front of him. He opened his mouth and recited.

If you are in a bad mood, read more books and calm down.

The crowd dispersed, and the black cloth carriage in the alley on the side drove out and slowly drove to the willow tree where Shi Yiguang was.

Shi Yiguang was still sitting down and doing push-ups, exercising his body while reciting the scrolls spread on the straw mat.

The carriage stopped, but Shi Yiguang's movements never stopped. She was still doing push-ups all the time, ignoring the black cloth carriage that was catching up next to her.

The carriage stopped, and after a few moments the curtain of the carriage was lifted. A boy with a grade of about fourteen or fifteen looked at Shi Yiguang who was propped up on the ground, his face was handsome and cold.

He looked at Shi Yiguang and said coldly: "Don't you blame the king and the king?" ”

Shi Yiguang didn't look back, nor did he reply, just propped up and did push-ups, reciting the scroll in front of him.

The old man next to him, who didn't speak, looked at the book in front of Shi Yiguang, paused, and asked softly, "You actually learn to read and read?" ”

Shi Yiguang didn't answer, just stared at the scroll in front of him, closed his eyes and whispered.

The next moment, I heard movement in the carriage.

The young man lifted the curtain, stepped down from the carriage, stood next to Shi Yiguang's mat, and asked, "What book are you reading?" ”

Shi Yiguang rolled his eyes, sat up with his body propped up, turned his head to look at the young man, and said impatiently: "Are you annoyed?" ”

The young man was scolded by Shi Yiguang's voice, his face was a little strange, and then he turned his head to look at the old man standing next to him.

The old man looked at Shi Yiguang with a straight face, but he didn't say much.

The young man squatted down and looked at Shi Yiguang, his face was still cold, and he only said: "Then you answer me, what do you think, I will no longer pester you." ”

Shi Yiguang tilted his head and rolled his eyes at the sky: "Okay, I said." She turned her head and looked at the handsome and slender young man with a blank face: "I just think that this has nothing to do with the king." ”

Saying that, he shrugged: "Can I go?" ”

"Why not?" As the young man spoke, he knelt down at Shi Yiguang, put his hands on his knees, and sat up. The face is still cold and detached.

Looking at the young man who sat up leisurely, Shi Yiguang sat up and squinted his eyes: "Are you going to 'sit and talk' with me?" ”

When the young man heard this, he said expressionlessly: "If you return to me, I will leave." ”

Shi Yiguang looked at the inky young man with deep eyes, even though she was handsome, she loved beauty and had a way. It's not something that any beauty will provoke. Moreover, with Anyang in front, looking at the beauties, there are no two points of color.

Beauty is difficult, Shi Yiguang looked at the young man in front of him, sighed, and replied: "The sky is high and Lao Tzu is far away, do you really think that these people are forced to live without money?" It's just a lazy dregs who are abducted and deceived everywhere and harm good people. What's the matter with King Guan? ”

As he spoke, Shi Yiguang tilted his head: "Okay, I'm done, you can go." ”

As soon as Shi Yiguang's voice fell, the old man next to him continued: "If the country is safe and the people are safe, and the common people are rich, how can anyone go to the trap and be abducted?" ”

"Abundance?" Shi Yiguang turned his head to look at the old man: "If you are lazy and don't make a contribution to the society, and you don't pay a little work, why should you live a rich life?" ”

Saying that, Shi Yiguang rolled his eyes: "Wealth is not something that can be raised with two stinky money. Shangzheng is clear and has a strategy, Fang's Cathay. There is a way to govern the law, and only then can the people be safe. Just the two you just gave the money to,"

Shi Yiguang picked his feet, raised his hand and stretched out his thumb to point to the alley behind him, and said disdainfully: "They are one of the reasons why the people are uneasy. Shi Yiguang sneered: "Give back the money?" Idiot. ”

The young man in front of him listened, looking at Shi Yiguang fixedly, his face was cold, but he didn't say much.

It's just that the old man next to him nodded with approval: "This is very good." ”