There is an extremely simple house on Shuofang City West Street, and there are two large gold lacquer characters engraved on the plaque outside the door: Chen Mansion.

The former commander of the infantry army in Zhenbei City, the old general Chen Zhong has lived here with his family since he left office, rarely goes out on weekdays, and his old friends in the past are also rarely in contact, except for his daughter who got married a few years ago, this courtyard always seems to be particularly deserted.

A carriage drove slowly by, lingering for a long time, and finally stopped outside the door of the house. A man in a fur robe slowly stepped out of the carriage and stood outside the gate, silent for a long time.

The coachman, who was wearing a shabby sheepskin fur, after tying the reins of his horse, stood behind the man, and said in a slightly low voice: "Lord Wang, should we go in?"

The king of Zhenbei, the master of the land of the three states in the north, looked a little strange, but he didn't seem to give up.

"Le Yi, I remember that Chen Zhong, the old guy, couldn't drink back then, but he always rushed to the front in battle. I still remember that when I conquered Divine Phoenix City, this old guy was the first to climb the city. When Mr. Su was alive, he often praised him for his courage and resourcefulness, why did he act like this today? ”

The old prince stared at the plaque, full of doubts.

Looking at the coachman in his forties, he shook his head and said with a smile: "Lord Wang, it's cold, let's go in and talk." ”

At the same time, the door of the house slowly opened, and an old man dressed in a blue cloth shirt with gray sideburns stood inside the door, respectfully saluting the man outside the door. The wrinkled cheeks barely squeezed out a smile, and his voice was suppressed: "The mansion is dilapidated, and I hope the prince will not dislike it." ”

"The old brother is serious. The old prince walked up the stairs and stepped into the door, followed by a coachman named Le Yi. The old man with gray sideburns waved his hand slightly, and the people closed the door. The door of the mansion was closed, and the old prince turned his head and smiled: "The threshold of the old brother's house is getting higher and higher. ”

The old man didn't care, and said with a smile: "It's really higher, but it's okay, the threshold is high, and there are fewer people coming. ”

The old prince stopped talking, and the old man, whose real name was Chen Zhong, walked side by side with the king of Zhenbei Domain, and said with a smile: "There is tea and snacks in the front hall, the prince might as well go and try it." ”

The old prince nodded, but Le Yi behind him frowned.

The three of them came to the front hall, and the old man walked in first, took the lead in sitting, and waved his hand to signal the people to serve refreshments. The delicate dim sum is served on two white jade plates, and the tea at the right temperature is served in fine porcelain that is just the right amount of finesse.

Chen Zhong picked up a piece of dim sum with his hand and explained: "This pastry is made of seven kinds of ingredients and seven processes. Because most of the ingredients are taken from the top of the mountain, the people call it the cake, take the high and overlook, and see the meaning of the mountain at a glance. ”

The old prince didn't look at it, and said with a smile: "The old brother is really particular about eating." ”

"This tea is also exquisite, it was bought from the Southern Purple Jade Xuan with a lot of money, the prince might as well taste one or two!" The old man took the lead in taking a bite of the snack in his hand and took a sip of the tea in the cup.

Le Yi nodded slightly, with a smile on his face.

The old prince still smiled, picked up the tea bowl, and took a sip gently, the entrance was sweet, and there was a faint fragrance lingering in his mouth. Putting down the tea bowl, the old prince smiled and said: "Although the tea leaves are good, this water is very ordinary." ”

The old man sighed and said with a smile: "Whether the water is good or not, only the tea knows." ”

"But the water sencha is a little indebted after all. The old prince picked up the tea bowl again and took another sip.

The old man raised the teacup, his gaze lingered for a long time, and said, "No matter what, it is the tea tea's own choice, and the water is very complaining." The old man took out a jade disc from his cuff, got up and handed it to the old prince, and said with a smile: "On behalf of the prince, you have kept it for many years, and it is time to return it to its original owner." ”

"What do you mean, old brother?!" the old prince asked.

The old man said with a smile: "The seven Gongzi Cities in the north are still the best ones that belong to my Shuofang City." The eldest prince Lincheng's merits are far better than those of your sons, but it's a pity. Prince, no matter what happens after Chen Zhong leaves, I still hope that the prince will take care of the little girl. As for the son who is not successful, it will be used as Xiao Xuan's sword grinding stone. ”

The old prince sighed, stared at the old man in front of him and said, "You arranged the matter of Jinghong Tower?"

"A son who is not a son, even if he can be a father for a while, it will be difficult to live forever. Rather than causing trouble and dying outside the northern border in the future and losing my Chen Zhong's face, it is more meaningful to die. ”

"How so!"

"If the three northern states want to rectify people's hearts, the prince's generosity starts with me Chen Zhong. Arrogant and lascivious, bullying men and women, my son Chen Zhong deserves to die, who else's son can't die?! bending the law for personal gain, shielding the young son, buying and selling official positions with his own favors, the great enemy is at present, but he secretly let the Wasteland Star Monarch enter the city, the crime of collaborating with the enemy, I Chen Zhong died, who else can't die?!"

The old prince shook his head and did not speak.

The old man continued: "Lord, the golden mean can be good for oneself, but how can it rule the world? Confucianism is good, but the human heart is complicated, how can everyone teach, although Daxu has the law of the country, but benevolence and righteousness are mostly separated, and it is difficult to be just. There is nothing to be done in the world of illegality!"

"That's enough!" said the old prince angrily.

The old prince seems to have not been so angry for many years, he wants to save the old man in front of him, but this old thing just begged for his own death, but he had to enter the game to kill him, the law of reform in the north is aimed at light benevolence and righteousness, and the law of etiquette is important, and he must not cover up for favoritism, otherwise it will be completely in vain, and even bring many drawbacks to the north. It stands to reason that this old thing shouldn't know.

The old prince suddenly thought of one, and couldn't help asking, "But Mr. Su's early layout?"

The old man nodded and said, "Exactly." ”

The old prince shook his head helplessly, you said that you are dead, why do you still bother with this heart.

The old man was a little disappointed, and said: "The northern realm has been barbaric since ancient times, but fortunately the sage has been indoctrinated, established a academy, opened a private school, and taught the four books and five classics, so that he can open his wisdom and reason, but now the world is illegal and unacceptable! There is no shortage of great Confucians in the north, but there are very few lawyers, and the seventh prince is a student of Mr. Naqi, and he has a very good foundation in law, but the child's temperament is jumpy, and he has a knot in his heart that is difficult to solve, and he cannot implement the legal system. ”

"Xiao Xuan studied and studied only for the rivers and lakes that he longed for in his heart, and he never thought of making a big contribution in the temple. The old prince smiled and shook his head.

The old man couldn't help laughing, and shouted out the name of the vassal king in front of him with great disrespect: "Zhang Yunzhi! The general trend is coming, and the action is to do it, how can the northern army of my town be afraid!"

Le Yi sighed helplessly.

The old prince stood up abruptly and walked outside the door, his eyes couldn't help revealing an indescribable chill, "Unauthorized Tuoba barren into Shuofang City, and then cover up its traces with a jade disc guarding the city, according to the military law of my northern border, traitors, punish the nine clans!"

The old man smiled very much, and said: "Zhang Yunzhi, I have been walking behind you since I met you in this life, and it is rare to be with you today, and when I go underground, I can brag with my brothers! Chen Zhong has no regrets or regrets in this life, but he is very disappointed!"

The old prince turned around and left after holding his hands, leaving only one sentence: "On the road of Huangquan, old brother walk slowly." ”

Le Yi, the coachman, who had never spoken, suddenly walked up to the old man, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Let's fight together in the next life!"

Looking at the unsightly coachman, the old man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was even more shocked in his heart, and then said with a smile: "I can see you at the end of this life, how lucky, Chen Zhong is declining, I hope that the horse has never disappointed you in my life!"

The old man closed his eyes, and his heart was calm, just dying, how simple it was.

But the old man didn't understand why the old brothers who had eaten and drank meat together had become the most hated people in the past.

Officials protect each other, engage in favoritism, sell slaves, forcibly occupy land, treat human life as grass mustard, and treat the law as nothing......

I, Chen Zhong, will wait for you first, and I will definitely ask you to understand in the future!

A cold blade was plunged into the old man's chest by the coachman's own hand.

The old prince who left the Chen Mansion sat on the carriage again, and suddenly asked Le Yi a question: "You say, can the north survive this disease?!"

Le Yi sighed a little helplessly: "The shortcomings have been accumulated for a long time, and if you want to cure them, you must hurt your muscles and bones." Moreover, the rapid decline of the hearts of the people in the north has far exceeded Mr. Su's expectations before his death, it is easy to get on the horse to fight, it is rare to get off the horse to govern the country, this has been the case throughout the ages. Although I don't fully agree with Chen Zhong's point of view, Legalism is indeed feasible, but there are also drawbacks, and it is difficult to fully implement the rule of law in this Confucian world. ”

"What's more, battle reports have been sent from Zhenbei City in recent days, and some actions in the wasteland are no longer hidden. The battle that follows will not only be the battle between the North and the Wasteland. The seventy-two states in the world, the northernmost of the three states in the north, the largest territory of the pasture, the north of the world is called the three states, but in fact it is only two states of Qing and Ming, plus three-tenths of the pasture, the wasteland golden horde is just a small drop of land, the rest are all the glaciers, what is buried in these tens of thousands of miles of glaciers, I am afraid the world has long forgotten. It is impossible for a town north city to be suppressed by a single town today. ”

The old prince smiled bitterly: "Who said no, it's just that this person's heart is falling beyond you and me." ”

"Zhang Yunzhi, to be honest, is it really worth it for so many years?" asked Le Yi.

The old prince put his hands on his sleeves, Xu was really cold, nodded and shook his head, it was not worth it.

All kinds of yesterday have become me, don't think, don't stay.

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At the beginning of the night, the entire Shuofang City was shrouded in a layer of mist, and the moonlight of Lang Lang was also scattered on the green bricks of the street. There is no line of people on the whole long street, there is no noise, every house is locked and the windows are closed, even the Jinghong Building, which was originally lit all night long, and the singing and dancing are extremely rare to extinguish all the red candles, and there is no flute and piano music.

In just a few hours, Chen Zhong, the former commander of the Zhenbei Army, was sentenced to death at home for the crimes of collaborating with the enemy and favoritism, and was even more brutally killed by the three clans;

Not only Shuofang City, but also the sixteen roads of the three states in the north are all vigorously rectified, and all those who violate the law must be investigated. Zhang Linhong, the fourth son of the Northeast Frontier Army, quietly set off to Zhenbei City yesterday to adjust the military and political arrangements together with the guard general Xie Junhe, and wantonly arrested illegal officials.

Zhang Linmo, who had just finished dealing with the wasteland guests and returned home, and the two Zhang Linyi brothers were also hurriedly sent to Chengyue and Changping, with the help of monk talismans, they arrived in an instant to assist the city guards in dispatching military affairs.

Sun Xuan, the head of the civil officials in the north, got a secret letter from the Zhenbei Wangfu a few months ago, and the crimes of some officials have already been quietly recorded, just waiting for tonight's change.

Although the state assassins and civil and military officials are far away, what they do is the same, and they are mobilized everywhere in an extremely orderly manner.

The head of the civil officials in Haiyan City, Lord Sun Xuansun, lay leisurely on a wooden bed, and the body was rubbed by the plump and outstanding personal maid to relieve fatigue.

Privately called a thief by civil officials in the north, Confucian scholars from all over the world scolded him as a tumor of literati, and the short man who had just passed his birthday yesterday couldn't help but lament while lying on the bed: "Life is hard, everything that offends people has to be done by Lao Tzu!"

The maidservant named Youlan laughed softly: "Sir, according to the book, you call the capable to work hard!"

Sun Xuan, who looks ordinary and has excellent wisdom, feels a little helpless, Li is indeed such a reason, but it is very hard to work around.

"Zhang Yun is not a thing, he tricked Lao Tzu to come to the north, not to mention being scolded by people all over the world, and the monthly salary is also pitiful. I don't even have the money to buy a box of rouge for my girl, it's really pitiful. This Lord Sun, who was in the officialdom, shook his head helplessly, feeling that he was really pitiful.

The servant girl Youlan secretly increased her strength, and secretly said in her heart, there is no master like you who picks the door, and a hundred taels of silver a month is less? Then how can you let the officials of the world live! If it is not for you to be eaten in this life, you must change to a new master, it is said that the seventh son of Zhenbei City is not bad.

"Alain, it's okay to be a little lighter, your lord and I are very weak, don't you feel distressed if you press it badly. Master, my house, don't forget that it's rented, dozens of taels of silver a month, food and clothing, some favors, that's not a cost of money, you have to know how to be diligent and thrifty, rouge gouache, put it for the time being, and the master will buy you the best in the future!" the man smiled. Besides, he really felt that a hundred taels of silver was too little.

The woman gave him a blank look, sighed, and said lightly. Who let himself find a master who picks the door?

Sun Xuan closed his eyes again, enjoying the rubbing of the woman's jade fingers, while silently calculating, although today's move has been planned for a long time, but in fact it is extremely hurried. The return of the Seventh Prince, the veteran Chen Zhong is undoubtedly speeding up the process with death, and it is not difficult to deal with corrupt officials and corrupt officials, and it is not difficult to deal with those who run private parties, but it is not easy to correct people's hearts.

The old clan of Mingzhou, Mr. Su had a plan before his death, and there have been many improvements in the past ten years; Keqing, Mu Erzhou mostly ruled the country immediately, and there were many drawbacks, and besides, the plot a year ago did not know how many hearts of the soldiers and civilians in the north were cold, if there was no resentment, it would be strange.

The fault is that someone is famous, and the fault is that someone is nameless and jealous.

A muddled account that has harmed two generations.

The lucky princess Daxu marries the Zhenbei Palace, whether it is a well-intentioned battle to make up for the debt, or a battle of bad luck to seek benefits in the north. It's hard to say, Kyoto Castle has a bright surface, but in fact it has the most undercurrents.

Whether it is the eagle dog of His Majesty the Emperor, or the minions of the national teacher, or the secret agent of the eldest grandson Shence, this man who is not good-looking doesn't care, he only cares, or only worries about the lame man.

One thought of his could change the trajectory of a dynasty.

In order to gain an official position, he killed his father and killed his wife without blinking his eyes; hundreds of relatives died on the border of the former Korea, just for a war in which he had no name, and became justified; he besieged the former Luguo Mansion in the middle of the night, just to force to death the woman who was far away in a foreign land and was about to give birth; he cut off nearly half of the military power of the king of Nan'an; three years ago, he ordered the eldest prince to go to the wasteland to welcome his relatives, and even died in an incident, although there is no empirical evidence, but eighty percent of it was done by this person. During the trip of the seventh prince, the plan involving the fox clan was also fueled by this person behind the scenes, the reason why it was so certain was that the person wrote it in his own hand afterwards, and selected someone to send it to the table of the palace, Sun Xuan, Mr. Han, the fifth son, and the Qingzhou Thorn Wang Youdao were all angry, but the old prince laughed at it, and even replied with the word "casual".

When Sun Xuan wanted to kill someone, he would clench his fist with his left hand and tap the table, but now he was tapping on the bed.

Kyoto City promised, Xu Wenhe would not die for a day, and my Sun Xuan would be unstable for a day.

The man suddenly thought of someone, sat up suddenly, and smiled profusely.

The maidservant Youlan looked at him with some grievances.

Sun Xuan laughed and said: "Lu family style, the best at scheming!"

promised, although my Sun Xuan is not as good as you, but under the general trend, I will use the power of the Lu family to wrestle with you.

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Shuofang City, Zhenbei Palace.

In an ancestral hall dedicated to the ancestral tablet, the old prince was offering incense, and Zhang Linxuan, who now only had a single coat on his body, had kneeling outside the ancestral hall for several hours.

After the incense burned out, the old prince walked out of the door and gently closed the door.

Walked behind Zhang Linxuan, turned his back to the young man, stood with his hands in his hands, and asked, "Do you know why I want to punish you?"

"Reckless, reckless. Zhang Linxuan drooped his head. In other words, ordinary teenagers tend to argue on the basis of reason, once they feel that what they have done is not at fault after asking their hearts, the teenager will never admit his mistakes.

But today is different, the father first sent his brother who wanted to intercede for him out in a hurry, and then opened the ancestral hall to offer incense, and the father stayed alone in the ancestral hall for several hours. Zhang Linxuan knew in his heart that today's matter was not trivial, and it was not as simple as killing someone.

The old prince actually had a smile on his face and said: "From childhood to adulthood, it is rare to take the initiative to admit mistakes. Get up and talk to me about your thoughts. ”

Zhang Linxuan's legs hurt a little from kneeling, and he slowed down a little when he got up, and said, "Back to my father, of course, you have the final say on the affairs of the north." ”

"Linlang Academy has been studying for more than three years, is it difficult for Mr. Qi, the mountain master, to teach you this sentence?"

Zhang Linxuan was a little angry, and said: "When I was studying, my senior brother and I had different opinions, and I always agreed that the law is strict. I don't know much about General Chen, but today's actions are heroic. To practice the law, there will inevitably be obstacles, corrupt officials and corrupt officials, forming parties and running private affairs since ancient times, vigorously rectify is certainly not wrong, but it will inevitably provoke everyone in the northern border generals to endanger themselves, most of the veterans are all horses all their lives, out of the sea of blood in the sword mountain, suddenly rich, it is inevitable to have other intentions, parents leave wealth for their children, it is understandable. ”

The old prince smiled and asked, "So it's okay to be greedy for money?"

"It's a big mistake, firstly, the palace has never deducted everyone's monthly income, and secondly, it is a violation of the law of Daxu, and it can be killed according to the law. But the root of this lies in the sons who spend a lot of money, and their parents have been guilty, and their children are also guilty. ”

The old prince stared at his son with a playful smile.

"Look at what I'm doing, I've grown so big, have I ever had a time when I spent a lot of money?"

The old prince patted the shoulder of the young man in front of him, who could no longer be regarded as a teenager, nodded seriously, and said with a smile: "It's hard." ”

"Your son and I are very free, what is the hard work!"

The old prince looked up at the night sky, and suddenly acted tonight, the three northern states are destined to be turbulent, but there will be no big accidents, with Sun Xuan's ability, it is enough to do everything.

The fog is heavy, and the moon is not visible.

The old prince folded his sleeves with his hands and bent over slightly, looking a little twilight. The old cheeks stained with years could not hide his smile, and said: "I, the son of Zhang Yunzhi and Xu Xinning, the youngest brother of the six sons of Zhenbei City, the disciple of Mr. Han Li, and the disciple of Mr. Qi, I am willing to be an ordinary young man who kills people with a sword, how can I be inferior to others?!"

Zhang Linxuan also looked at the night sky, pulled the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "It's good that I didn't disappoint you." ”

The young man once gave away seven glass lamps generously, just in exchange for 10,000 taels of gold to relieve 300,000 refugees in Youzhou, which is adjacent to the north.

The boy once slaughtered three horses at will and ate meat, just so that the three lowly slaves could continue to live for three days.

The young man once robbed the people's girls and hooked up with beautiful women, just so that the latter could have the opportunity to choose the so-called beloved.

The young man wantonly killed people today, just because he felt the woman's desire to die, and he no longer wanted to live.

The boy is not without kindness, nor does he wholeheartedly approve of sexual evil, but it is just somewhat comforting.

The young man has already seen too many sinister calculations, and his heart is complicated.

The country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult to change.

Because of its original evil, the boy will not delve into what he does.

300,000 refugees, scolding the north the most ruthlessly, why don't they give more;

The lowly slave, who scolded the palace the hardest, why didn't he save me for a few more days;

The beautiful women of the people, scolding the son the most ruthlessly, why do you want to tarnish my reputation.

No man is content.

The old prince was full of smiles. He was disappointed, relieved more, and hoped for more.

After that, father and son spoke and listened. Zhang Linxuan said the knowledge of the law taught by Mr. Qi, and the old prince nodded sometimes and shook his head, and gradually had some framework of the new law in his heart.

After the unitary, the old prince personally sent Zhang Linxuan back to the courtyard.

Sending Zhang Linxuan to the courtyard gate of Fanghuai Liuxu, the old prince left, walked a short distance, and looked back again, looking at his son's back, and was very pleased. The immature boy who used to revolve around his father and brother is now an adult who can shoulder heavy burdens, but the burden that is about to fall on his shoulders is a little heavy, and I don't know if he can afford it.

Walking into the courtyard, Zhang Linxuan saw a big girl in red begging for a phoenix. The little phoenix in Zhang Linxuan's mouth sat alone on the edge of the pond, her snow-white feet rising and falling on the water, stirring up and turning ripples, lowering her head, biting her red lips with her teeth a little fiercely, as if she was sulking with life.

Zhang Linxuan sat beside her lightly and asked with a smile: "Who made my little phoenix unhappy?

Qiu Huang looked in a trance, shook his head, and said in a low voice: "No one messes with me." ”

Zhang Linxuan rolled up his sleeves: "No, someone must have bullied my little phoenix, young master, I have to find out for him!"

Zhang Linxuan was about to get up, but was grabbed by Qiu Huang, and then said with a smile: "Childe, Qiu Huang just has a problem that I don't understand, no one really bullies me!"

"What's the problem, say it, young master help you think about it!"

The woman pretended to be sad, supported her cheeks with her hands, and looked at Zhang Linxuan with affection: "I think again, when will my son-in-law marry me!"

Zhang Linxuan poked the woman's eyebrows lightly and joked: "This matter, I want to think about it again!"

The woman snorted coldly: "Then I won't marry!"

Zhang Linxuan took her into his arms and said with a smile: "That's not good!"

Qiu Huang lay quietly in Zhang Linxuan's arms, letting Zhang Linxuan comb his long hair, Zhang Linxuan looked serious, and said softly: "I have said a lot of things, only three sentences have been remembered in my heart and dare not forget, the first is that I am bound to find out the person who planned the game, and the second is to make my little phoenix a legitimate Mrs. Zhang when I am crowned." ”

Unexpectedly, the woman didn't appreciate it, pinched Zhang Linxuan's jaw at once, and said with a smile: "The third marries a plum girl?!"

Zhang Linxuan shook his body slightly, making the woman in his arms more comfortable, nodded without shame, and said softly: "Isn't it good to rely on peach and plum?!"

The woman glared at Zhang Linxuan, twisted it hard, and Zhang Linxuan grinned in pain, hurriedly held the jade hand, and then smiled: "You are going to murder your husband!"

"Kill a great thief!"

Zhang Linxuan smiled: "Then you are Mrs. Lewd!"

"Stinky and shameless!"

Zhang Linxuan suddenly kissed the woman's forehead and said softly: "It's enough to want you!"

The woman blushed and shrunk her body, her eyes closed lightly, enjoying everything at the moment.

Drunk and lying in the peach place, don't think about it.

The clouds and mist obscure the moonlight, as the Confucian saying goes, don't look at the incivility.

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The moon and stars are scarce, and the black cries are bursting.

On the mountain path, there is a scholar in a green shirt who is still on the road.

A slender figure suddenly ran in front of the scholar and ran madly into the distance. The already tattered clothes made the trees in the forest even more unbearable.

An idiot who doesn't know where his hometown is.

The scholar in the green shirt just wanted to speak, and shouted to the crazy man in the voice of a saint, but when the words came to his mouth, he was pulled by the shoulder of a monk.

I saw that the monk was dressed in white, did not hold a tin staff, did not wear a robe, did not deserve the Buddhist prayer beads, the wind blew the white clothes, and there was a faint trembling streamer, like a god. Walking on the muddy mountain road, the cloth shoes and the white clothes near the feet were spotless.

As the old saying goes: there are high monks in the West, who have participated in Zen for thousands of years, and on the day of death, there is no Zen to participate in, and there is no Zen in the Buddhist temple. There are more than 100 abbots, presided over by the Buddhist temple today, and the law is called Longguang.

If the big tree is Bodhi, the monk is dressed in white.

The scholars treated each other with Confucian etiquette, and the monks folded their hands and returned with Buddhist rituals.

"Where is the Holy Monk going?"

"East China Sea. ”

The scholar in the green shirt got out of the way and said with a smile: "The mountains and rivers are long, and they go slowly." ”

The white-clothed monk smiled and asked, "Dare to ask sir, what is the understanding of people's hearts?"

"My generation of scholars can pick up the up. The smiling man in the green shirt was warm, like a spring breeze.

The monk squinted and nodded. For the reader's answer, it is a recognition.

"The poor monk has one last question before leaving, I wonder if Mr. Qi can give me one or two advice?" the monk asked.

"But it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

"What is the way of the world that the gentleman seeks?"

"Just ask the world to be reasonable. ”

"There is a lot of difference between Mr.'s reason and Confucian etiquette. ”

"I hope the holy monk waits and sees. ”

The monk didn't speak, and in an instant, he turned into Changhong and left, continued to follow the idiot, and sent him to the East China Sea.

Since you want to pick up mountains and rivers on your shoulders, then I'll wait and see.

The scholar bowed into the distance and continued north.

The sudden changes in the north tonight, the reader already knows in his heart, as for how to weigh the pros and cons and judge the situation, that is what a monarch should do.

What I did on this trip to the north is also the same as the foreword.

How should people's hearts fall, my generation of readers, just provoke upward.