Be strict with yourself and be lenient with others.

It's easy to say, but it's hard to do.

Especially for those who are high on top, it is even more difficult.

It is even more difficult for legislators and enforcers who make laws every day.

For people like Wei Ying,

It is especially difficult for people like Wei Ying, who are often strict with others.

If you want him to discipline himself with the strictness of others one day, it is difficult for him to do it, or it is impossible for him to do it at all.

This is why Cao Jianren dared to put forward such a bet:

You set your own rules, please verify them yourself.

Setting rules for others is often strict, complicated, and detailed.

When this rule falls on one's head one day, it will be a different feeling and vision.

Wei Ying is indeed a capable minister, a cadre, and a great person, but he is also a person, and everyone has such and such problems. Always in a high position, always on top, always in a powerful position, it is easy for him to think of himself as a god-like figure, thinking that he is managing sentient beings, and forgetting that he is actually a member of sentient beings, in fact, he is just as ordinary, and even inferior to others in some aspects.

Just when Wei Ying finally lowered his noble head,

Almost at the same time as admitting defeat,

In the Xinghua village opposite, the sound of the piano and singing came:

“

After seeing it,

Two kinds of acacia,

Just say it's March and April,

I knew about it for another five or six years.

The lyre is played without a heart,

Eight lines of words can not be turned,

Nine rings are broken from it,

The ten-mile long pavilion wants to wear it,

Acacia,

Thousand Thoughts,

I have no choice but to complain.

I can't finish a thousand words,

Boredom is ten columns,

Chongjiu ascended to see the lonely goose,

The Mid-Autumn Festival in August is not round,

In July, burn incense and candles and ask the sky,

Dog days, everyone shakes my fan,

In May, pomegranates are like fire, and they encounter gusts of cold rain to water the flowers;

In April, the loquat is not yellow, and I want to be distracted by the mirror.

In a hurry, the peach blossoms in March turn with the water;

Drifting, the kite string broke in February.

Oh, my lang,

I wish you were a woman in the next life, and I would be a man!

”

The sound of the piano is graceful and sad, and the song is sad and resolute.

Hearing the voice, Cao Jianren and the others walked out of the inn and looked to the opposite side.

In the wine shop opposite, a woman knelt in the main hall, stroking the harp and chanting. It was the Xi Shi named Shi Yiguang. On the table next to it, there was a letter. The letter was not a parting word, but a row of numbers: 12345678900000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 From one to 10,000, from 10,000 to one.

And at the door of the wine shop, Sima Xiangru was about to step out. He also had a letter in his hand. It is Sima Xiangru's family letter concocted by Cao Jianren before.

Cao Jianren and Dongfang Shuo came to the street, Wei Ying and Yang Xiong also walked out of the inn, and many villagers were paying attention to the movement on the opposite side.

The piano whimpered and the mist rolled.

Sima Xiangru was one foot outside the door and the other inside the door, but then he hesitated and stopped.

"Big brother, who is this little seven?"

Seeing that Sima Xiangru took one step further and left the wine shop, he would be able to get rid of Xi Shi's control, but at the critical moment, this Sima Xiangru hesitated, so that Dongfang Shuo couldn't help but be anxious for him.

"Alas, Lang love concubine, Lang love concubine, the matter of men and women, if the two are happy, if the two are happy, this situation is difficult to crack, if the affection is not there, it is not broken and broken, it is just a matter of paper.

It's a pity, I'm afraid that Xiao Qi will be confused at this time, if he is really moved, his previous efforts will be wasted. ”

Cao Jianren was also touched.

At this time, no one dared to interject more, so they could only quietly watch the decision of a man and a woman in the wine shop.

Sima Xiangru stood at the door, with his left foot outside the door, his right foot inside the door, and his left foot stretched out outside the door but did not completely land. He was still hesitating. This Han Bing'er is a big beauty that he has been pursuing hard but can't get, but here she can play and sing for him, but she can get along day and night, but she can be commensurate with each other. Even if you know it's fake, but the opportunity is rare, being alone in the fantasy is also being alone, and the husband and wife in the fantasy are also husband and wife. If I take this step and separate from each other, this Han Bing'er won't be annoyed, and I won't have a chance in the future. But if he stays, he will spoil the great event of the family's trials, and he will not have his own good fruit to eat.

Sima Xiangru stood at the door, worried and uncertain.

After thinking about it again and again, Sima Xiangru finally made a decision, his boots fell to the ground, his other foot was also raised, and most of his body was out of the wine shop.

That's when it happened.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano turned, and the sonorous sound was loud.

Then the Ashi girl sang,

“......

It is as white as snow on the mountain, and as bright as the moon between the clouds.

Wen Jun has two intentions, so he decided to break up.

Today's wine fight, Mingdan ditch head.

On the ditch, the ditch water flows from east to west.

Sad and miserable, there is no need to cry when you get married.

I wish to have one heart, and the white head will not be separated.

The bamboo pole is curling, and the fish tail is so curling!

Men are heavy-minded, why use money knives!

......”

Listening to the sonorous sound of the piano and the resolute singing, Sima Xiangru's left foot that had just stepped out was retracted, and the body that had come out also shrank back.

Cao Jianren shook his head and sighed: Another love species, the Cao family is amorous.

At this moment, a strange wind suddenly blew in the sky.

Call~~

A large bird flew over the heads of several people.

The big bird was very large, and it flew very low, almost grazing the scalps of everyone.

And then

Boom!

Under the gaze of everyone, the big bird landed in the open space in the middle of the village, and two people jumped down from the big bird.

One of them was Sima Qian.

Sima Qian, holding a pen in one hand, a bamboo slip in the other, and a book basket on his back, walked towards the two.

Dongfang Shuo's mouth opened, he had seen this big bird.

It was the big bird that flew over their heads when they crossed the rope bridge.

At that time, it was this broken bird that caused the woodcutter to fall into the stream, but he buckled the basin on the heads of the two of them, and almost caused them to fall into the mountain stream together.

However, how could this Sima Qian get involved with this broken bird, wouldn't he be on the bird's back at that time?

Sima Qian walked quickly in front of the two of them, bowed and saluted: "I've seen the eldest brother and the second brother!"

Before Cao Jianren could speak, Dongfang Shuo couldn't wait to ask, "Little Si, what's the matter with you, why did you ride a broken bird over?"

Sima Qian smiled, pulled a person from behind him, and introduced them to them: "Two brothers, this is the Gong Lose class, the big bird is his, that is not a real bird, it is a [puppet machine bird], it is made of wood by Brother Gongyi." Brother Gong's mind is ingenious, and the admirable five-body throws himself to the ground. Seeing that I was working hard to find the truth of history, Brother Gong let me take this bird to travel, so that I could quickly travel to the great rivers and mountains, and visit the people and historic sites. ”

Lose class?

Cao Jianren felt a tightness in his chest.

Dongfang Shuo scolded him in suspense: Are you lacking heart, do you dare to go on the other party's bird?