Wang Fugui was speechless, speechless for a while, not knowing how to answer. The middle-aged man's words were indeed reasonable. The ending of this five-color shrimp is no different from that of chicken, duck and fish belly, they are all in the temple of people's five internal organs, but the process is slightly different.

Qi Qingfeng raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, he had heard similar words when he was still in Dongsheng Shenzhou. At that time, an old Confucian who came to Qi's house to eat and drink, after he was full of wine and food, said something drunk.

"Most of us look clean, but in fact, our hearts are dirty. Look at this table full of meat, hey, you might as well talk about this roasted goose paw. What is the method? Put the live goose on the hot iron plate, cover it with iron, the goose's paw is burned, the goose screams and jumps sharply, and when its palm swells like a fan, it is cut and dipped in sauce to eat. I heard that there is a kind of torture in the Li Dynasty in the Southern Regions, which is called cannon branding, which is much the same, but it is just a person for a goose. ”

"Let's not underestimate the dark desires in our hearts, and we can treat everything in the world with an iron heart, including ourselves. Violence and blood, the law of the jungle, this is the rule of survival since ancient times. I've been wandering around the world for so many years, and that's all I want to do. One of them is to add a chain called desire self-restraint to this rule of existence, that is, spiritual self-help. This world does not belong only to the human race, but has been the coexistence of all races since ancient times, which is also the rule. The human race, which is just one of all races, is it better to be merciful if he is lucky enough to be the master of the world? Man and all life in the world are grasshoppers on the same rope, and if the meaning of all things is lost, but only us people have meaning, then this meaning is a conspiracy and a scandal no matter how you look at it. If the rope breaks, all the grasshoppers will have to fall into the water, and none of them will be able to escape. ”

"Terran and all nations... Or to put it ridiculously, the human race and the demon race have long been on opposite sides, and the roles of the two sides are enemies of each other. But whether to be a villain or not, our human race and demon race can still think about it. Enemies are racial characters. The wicked are moral characters. Racial boundaries are dead ends, but morality is not, and the principles of the world are the same. This is the key to the coexistence of the human race and the demon race, bah, and between the human race and the ten thousand races. ”

Qi Qingfeng still remembered that at that time, his father, Qi Ruilong, who had never liked to listen to the truth, listened carefully to the old Confucian from beginning to end.

Qi Qingfeng still remembered that the plate of roasted goose paws was all eaten by the old Confucian students, and afterwards he was full of greasy, happy and beautiful name: "Eating roasted goose paws such a sinful thing is to be handed over to the old decay to do it on his behalf, anyway, the debt is not pressing." And Qi Ruilong was silent, respectful, and stood up to bow.

On the shore of the lake, the middle-aged man patted his head and said with a smile: "I've been talking about it for so long, but I have forgotten to introduce myself, in Xia Linde, I am the county official in the area of Tugou Mountain." If you teenagers have any trouble, you can come to me. ”

It's just that the middle-aged man was surprised to find that when he finished speaking, everyone present looked at each other, and the atmosphere fell silent all of a sudden. Especially Wang Fugui, there was more undisguised hostility in his eyes when he looked at him.

Lin De was silent, but he already knew in his heart that most of these foreign teenagers had heard about his "scenery" deeds from the mouths of local people.

Sure enough, Wang Fugui frowned, and said in a strange manner: "You are the Qingtian lord who reverses right and wrong, and splashes people with dirty water? ”

When Lin De heard this, he was not annoyed, he just shook his head with a smile and said softly: "It's not welcome to come here, so it's better not to leave it at that." Ladies and gentlemen, there will be a period later. With that, Linde clenched his fists lightly at the crowd and turned into the boathouse. The old boatman is also an interesting palm, and he sails away from the shore in a passenger boat.

"There will be no time in the future, so as not to see bad luck, bad luck!" Wang Fugui watched the passenger boat go away, so he deliberately shouted at the top of his throat, and then turned his head and pouted, obviously this breath was not enough fun.

Mo Shiping watched the passenger boat go away in silence, he didn't understand a little, Lin De, who understood so many truths, looked like a good person, how could he do such a dirty thing? Was it because of the atmosphere of officialdom? Or did Lin De deliberately hide his fox tail in front of several of them?

Mo Shiping sighed lightly, unwilling to ponder the rights and wrongs of these people's hearts. The more I think about it, the more I feel that the word is the head, and the people are unpredictable. Such negative thoughts are not good. He still prefers to believe that there are more good people in this world. Just like a sugar gourd, chewing to the end, it will eventually be sweet and sour. Otherwise, what is it called a sugar gourd, it is better to call it an astringent gourd.

The distant passenger boat gradually disappeared into the mist, and only the bright red lantern hanging from the bow of the ship dimmed a little fog. At the stern of the boat, one artemisia is high, the other is low, and the old boatman, who is not in a hurry, suddenly sighed and muttered, "Master, why don't you say something to them." Anyway, they are all outsiders, and they won't stay here for long. ”

As soon as the curtain was lifted, Linde walked to the stern of the boat with two jugs of wine, handed one to the old boatman, and said with a smile: "Let's take a break, moisten your throat." The old boatman was not pretentious, he took a big sip of wine, and his cold body in the cold fog became hotter, and the conversation box was opened.

"Master, some things have been held in my heart, aggrieved, uncomfortable. ”

Linde shook his head with a smile, took a sip of wine, and sighed lightly: "It's not counting, it's enough to have a clear conscience." ”

The old boatman originally served Yang Zhizhi, the county official here, and won Yang Zhizhi's trust. After Linde took office, he served Linde. Only he knows the friendship between Yang Zhizhi and Lin De, and he is the person responsible for the secret correspondence between the two.

Yang Zhizhi and Lin De have known each other for a long time, and the place where they met is this five-color pool, and they are both people who like night fishing. Just now, Lin De caught a glimpse of the bright light on the shore, through the hazy fog, and in a trance, he thought that it was the ghost of his old friend Yang Zhizhi, so he beckoned the old boatman to hurry over. It was only on the way to the shore that Linde realized that he was stunned, touched by the scene, and was thinking about it again. The way to eat live shrimp was originally taught to him by Yang Zhizhi.

Yang Zhizhi and Lin De are colleagues in officialdom. Since Linde traveled to Wusetan and met Yang Zhizhi, the two felt like-minded, and then began to exchange letters. However, in these letters, almost all of them are hobbies of the two, and there is no topic related to officialdom at all. For example, Yang Zhizhi often likes to write some poems about Liuying, while Linde likes to write about fishing, which is mostly elegant and vulgar anecdotes between literati.

But the last letter sent by Yang Zhizhi made an exception.

"Brother Lin, respectfully. Recently, I have been deeply frightened, unable to sleep at night, and still feel that time is not waiting for me. Tens of thousands of people here are concerned about my body, the water conservancy is not passed, the mountain road is dangerous, I am urgent, urgent. However, the bureaucracy is vicious, and chooses the surplus to devour. Although I have no regrets about dying, I am afraid that I will give up halfway before. If I pass away suddenly, Brother Ji Lin can be competent for this task to pay for his regrets. Thanksgiving, bow your head and bow to the ground. ”

Lin De had heard that Yang Zhizhi's officialdom was unsatisfactory, but he didn't expect that it was no longer a simple exclusion, but to take his life. Lin De immediately repaired a book, but before the letter arrived, Lin De heard that Yang Zhizhi had died in the mountain col. It is said that he fell, rolled down the hill, broke his head, and died.

After that, Lin De sighed in a low voice, begged for the connections he had saved in the officialdom, and was transferred to Tugou Mountain to become a county official. Lin De knew that he was humble and light-hearted, and he was secretly afraid that many people doubted his relationship with Yang Zhizhi. So, the first thing Lin De did when he took office was to tarnish Yang Zhizhi's reputation and secretly find someone to smash the mountain temple built by the people. This move is nothing more than to make those people in the dark feel that he Lin De and Yang Zhizhi have a previous suspicion, and take this opportunity to deliberately retaliate.

Sure enough, Linde, the county official, was very stable, and no one troubled him. Because of this, Linde was able to help tens of thousands of people in the area of Tugou Mountain to continue to open mountains and build roads and water conservancy.

Except for the old boatman, Linde never mentioned these things to anyone, and he was tight-lipped for fear of encountering that eventuality. Lin De was not afraid of death, but Yang Zhizhi handed him a heavy burden, and he had to carry it. Even if it is against the heart of the literati, he must live with his eyebrows down and live well.

On the passenger boat, Lin De poured a large sip of wine on his head, and took another sip, and only in this place did he dare not restrain himself a little.

Entrusted by old friends, the sword mountain and the sea of fire, happily go to it, and never give up.

Linde, who was overwhelmed by alcohol, was slightly drunk, leaning against the railing, looking at the vast fog in front of him, he felt more at ease than on the shore, than under the scorching sun. He thought that when he met under Jiuquan in the future, when he touched the bowl with Yang Zhizhi with a smile, he would definitely complain, "This burden is picked, wronged, uncomfortable." ”

Unconsciously, Linde leaned against the railing and snored slightly. The old boatman took a small step forward in distress, took off his coat and draped it over him. Lin De, who originally had the reputation of a genius in the south of the Yangtze River, came to Tugou Mountain to become a county official, and there was no longer the romantic freehand of a literati between his eyebrows, only the sorrow that could not be stretched, and he did not dare to be an outsider.

The old boatman has a high artemisia and a low artemisia, try to be slower, and then slower. Once he returned to the shore, away from the boundless fog, Linde's brows should be wrinkled again, and he should bear a bad name, and he must be forced to smile and walk carefully in broad daylight.

The old boatman could not understand it, and it is often said that only the rats and sparrows who crow and the dogs are afraid of the high umbrella overhead. But why does Linde, who has a clear conscience, want to hide it, while those wicked people who secretly stumble under Yang Zhizhi can talk and laugh in a bright and bright way.

The five-color pond is vast and endless, but the passenger boat is going to dock after all.

"Sir, you've landed. ”

Linde opened his sleepy eyes, leaned on the railing, stood up slowly, looked up at the white sky, and sighed, "Look at this day, it's a good day with a clear sky." ”

Linde and the old boatman got off the boat one after another, and walked on the mountain road, one foot deep and the other shallow. As he walked, Linde didn't pay attention to his feet, kicked a hard stone, and immediately squatted down in pain, gently rubbing his toes.

But the old boatman waited for a moment, and did not see Linde get up, so he looked down. Linde covered her toes with her hands, but she burst into tears and couldn't stop crying.

"When Brother Yang fell down the hill and broke his head, it hurt a lot. How aggrieved he felt in his heart, how uncomfortable he was. ”

The old boatman was speechless, crouched down, and raised his hand to pat Linde's back. At this point, the old boatman seemed to understand a little, why did Master Yang make friends with Linde alone when he was alive. I often chuckle twice when I read the letters.

Thousands of dollars are easy to get, but confidants are hard to find. Although Yang Zhizhi and Lin De's friendship is only one-sided, entrusted by a few letters, it is a real gentleman's friendship.

Yang Zhizhi had already noticed it in advance, but he still smiled and walked up the mountain with the group. It was because Yang Zhizhi believed that after Linde received the letter, he would not hesitate, let alone refuse. Even if he is murdered, there will still be a good county official to succeed him here and complete his unfinished business.

Before going up the mountain, Yang Zhizhi found the old boatman and said the last words with a smile, "Maybe Brother Lin will come here soon and take my place." Brother Lin is a person who likes night fishing, so please help me take care of it when the time comes. After a long time, I have to persuade him, don't let him get cold in the fog of the Five Colors Lake. ”

"Brother Lin likes to drink 'Lotus White', but there is no such wine to sell here, I'm afraid I'm going to wronged him. By the way, on the desk, there is an idle chapter, the text says, 'The official wants to make his own', which is something I like a lot, please transfer it to Brother Lin on my behalf, it can be regarded as a gesture of affection. ”

"I almost forgot, if I am lucky enough to leave the whole corpse, please bury me in the depths of Tugou Mountain, I can rest assured that there is a mountain of fireflies, very beautiful. If you can't keep the whole body, you will give up, and you will be alone, and it will not hurt to bury you anywhere. ”

"Please apologize to Brother Lin for me, my Yang Zhizhi has a clear conscience in my life, but I am ashamed of him. However, if I am ashamed, I am ashamed, thinking about my friendship with Brother Lin, he definitely does not care, hahaha. ”

"Don't think that the way of the world is no longer good, the life of the people is better, the way of the world will be better, and it will get better and better. ”

"Let's go. ”

The old boatman remembered that Yang Zhizhi looked back at the county government deeply, greeted him with a smile, turned around and left. The back is extremely chic, showing the grace of the literati.

Soon after, Linde succeeded him.

Yang Zhizhi once handwrote a long couplet and pasted it in the office.

"The mountain light outside the threshold, the spring, summer, autumn and winter, thousands of changes, are extraordinary. The cloud shadow in the window, let the east and west, the north and the south, come and go, Xun is a fairy residence. ”

The old boatman still remembers that when Lin De first came, he held the idle chapter with "The official wants to make his own" in his hand, looked at this long couplet, was silent for a long time, and then smiled: "I also have a good heart, although I have not regretted it after nine deaths." Brother Yang, encourage together. ”

Linde laughed heartbrokenly.