1 Sixty-three Turning around, withered leaves

The scholar put his hands on his knees and did not reach out to touch the food on the table.

Miss Niu also did not mean to persuade the vivid chopsticks.

She hung her head down, her hands holding her legs, and her whole body curled up behind the low table, looking a little pitiful.

"My father never dreamed that the person he trusted the most, the person he respected as a nobleman, walked into the yamen alone when he was at his most proud. ”

"He gave testimony to the old cow..."

"yes,

All the dirty water, all the stains were smeared on my father's body. ”

The sound of sniffing came out, and the woman's voice trembled slightly.

"Eighty flogging, stabbing with a barren state..."

Hearing this, the scholar's expression, which had been silent since the beginning, seemed to ripple, and there were some fluctuations.

Lao Niu's age is not too young, using bamboo planks as torture tools, after the punishment of eighty, he must only have half a breath left.

Tattooed on the face, and then hurried on foot to the barren state where the miasma was rampant...

The old cow must die, and this group of people will be at ease...

"This Ma Ye?"

"As soon as my father was taken into custody, the people who had been miserable by him came to the door and demanded that my brother and I pay off our debts. ”

The woman raised her head and glanced at the scholar,

"Later, Master Qian sent someone over, drove these people away, and took me and my brother to the house. “

"You're married to his son?"

"Hmm. ”

"I went around in a circle, but I didn't expect it to end like this. ”

The scholar smiled bitterly, patted his leg, and his back, which had been straight just now, followed the movement.

The boat glided across the water, and the rattling sound gradually became quieter.

The boat on which the two of them were riding was like the other boats around them that were also lit by candlelight and swaying in the wind of the water, drifting slightly in the middle of the lake...

......

On the other side, a small nameless county

There were two huge stone beasts erected outside the door, a few big red lanterns hung in front of the door, two tall and wide gates on the left and right, and some pavilions that could not be covered by the eaves of the wall.

All show the grandeur of this house.

At this time, in this very extensive, antique house,

Located in the middle of the two-bedroom vestibule, two people were walking around the courtyard at this time.

One was older, and judging by his somewhat long stride, his figure was a little sluggish.

He was followed by a hand-held lantern, following in unison.

"She's going to turn over some things, and we need to be prepared. "The man who played the lantern spoke, listen to his voice, he should be very young.

The man who was dressed in a copper-colored robe and had a slightly fat figure was the rich man, and his footsteps stopped in front of a rockery that could be seen everywhere in this courtyard.

After hearing the words of the people around him, the rich man nodded noncommittally, but he didn't answer, and opened his mouth on his own, with some indescribable meaning in his tone, said,

"You say, 'This cow is really a good animal.'

Not only is it easy to use, but it is strong.

The taste is also good. “

At this point, he turned his head, looked at the people around him with a smile, put one hand on his head and cocked his fingers, and compared the horns on the bull's head.

Looking at the appearance of the rich man, the young man who lit the lantern smiled, "I would like to hear about it." He bent down slightly, respectfully.

The rich man nodded, and took a random direction in the wide courtyard and walked on.

"This old cow,

I have been a tenant all my life,

I know him too well.

Born to farm the earth, he has no ability...

It's no different from all the other mud.

But he didn't accept his fate, he wasn't convinced..."

As they walked, they passed a nursery that had not yet grown.

In winter, there are still two blackened and withered leaves hanging on the stacked branches.

The rich man pulled a dead leaf from above, pinched the tail of the leaf, and between his fingers, he turned the dead leaf in his hand back and forth, and continued to speak,

"That's good, so I wanted to use it.

I thought that after I went to him and let his daughter marry into the family, I would make other arrangements for him.

Who knows, a nosy man came.

It's yellow. ”

"The scholar. When the young man with the lantern heard this, he answered softly, and his voice sounded very pleasant, although it was soft but the words were clear, and there were even other things attached to it.

"yes, a nosy guy.

After reading the books of the sages for two years, do you feel that your words and deeds have been brought to light?

Well, I'll arrange the opportunity to be a saint for him. “

The rich man pouted with disdain, and continued to turn the leaves in his hands,

"After this old cow got the silver, I sent someone to find him, and sure enough, he thought that if his clothes were heavier, he would be able to change his life.

So I found the master of the horse, showed him the way, and disposed of some things that I was inconvenient to do, but wanted to do.

So

In the end, after a circle, the life he wanted to live was over, and his daughter also entered my house. ”

I touched my beard and didn't wait for the people around me to speak. The rich man's other free hand waved in front of him, "This old cow,

Or for these mud lives,

They thought that the reason they were doing so badly was because they had no money.

But you see, when you give him the money, his end is not the same, or even worse.

Did I do anything? It was all his choice.

In the final analysis, it is he who does not have the ability, the ability to control and control wealth and money.

I don't understand what I really need.

I don't know that the people in this world are far less lovely and simple than the crops and yellow mud in his field.

I don't understand that the rich are expensive because of books,

The poor are rich because of books. ”

The young man with the lantern chuckled twice, echoing what the rich man had said.

"Then the girl goes out and comes back, and it's going to be trouble.

I don't know why I let her out?"

After laughing, the young man thought of something and asked with confusion.

The rich man nodded, and continued to turn the dead leaf in his hand, but the speed slowed down, and sometimes it was more like pinching the dead leaf.

"Paper can't contain fire,

Sooner or later, she must know,

Instead of letting her catch us off guard by a fire in the backyard,

It's better to guide it,

Let's prepare. ”

After listening to the rich man's words, the young man who played the lantern became even more confused, and his tone was a little unpolite, and he asked a little hurriedly.

"Then why do you want her to come in?

Why don't you just deal with it at that time?"

After hearing the young man's questioning words, the rich man's footsteps stopped, he slowly turned around, put the dead leaf in the palm of his hand, and said with some seriousness,

"At that time, on the cusp of the storm,

After we've done so much,

She's a good archway,

Besides, if you eat it, you still can't look ugly..."

The rich man looked at the dead leaves lying quietly on the palms of his hands,

"And there's that,

I want you to understand,

I want you to remember!

If you want to manage this foundation well,

You have to make these people realize the reality,

Do things honestly.

Let them know also,

our

Walk the talk! ”

In the end, the color in the rich man's eyes became gloomy, and with a sudden suddenness, he tightened his five fingers and squeezed the dead leaf into his palm.

Raising his head, the rich man looked in front of him with a smile, and the young man who was playing the lantern thoughtfully at this time slowly spoke,

"Do you understand?

Silly son..."

......

The already fragile and withered dead leaves, its original end was to wait to be blown off by the wind, and finally turn into decay,

But after being taken off by one hand,

Withered leaves like food change fate,

It was pinched by two fingers on its tail,

It's being turned around,

Finally, it was put in the palm of the hand.

Maybe it doesn't have to be reduced to dirt with the rest of the fallen leaves,

It's ready to rejoice,

pity

At last

Dead leaves crumbled into chips,

This time

It's completely gone...