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Liu Xiu took out the kitchen knife, put it in his arms, and in the study, thought about the "assassination plan". Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"The great river flows eastward, and the stars in the sky are in the Beidou......... When Lu saw injustice, he roared, and when it was time to make a move, he made a move......"

At this moment, the destruction of the family is just around the corner, and he still cares about the flood.

"Killing one is enough, killing two is profitable. You let my family ruin, I will destroy your whole family, click, click, kill it clean!"

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Liu Xiu's heart.

Man is first and foremost a beast, and then man.

There are many rules that bind human beings, from beasts to human beings.

And now, Liu Xiu is about to break these shackles and become a beast again.

It's just written and written, Liu Xiu abandoned the assassination plans one by one, these are all on paper, and they don't work.

At the critical moment, there are only five steps of bloodshed.

Don't think too much, Xiucai rebelled, and it won't work for three years.

Because Xiucai is too smart and lacks animal nature, it leads to failure.

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Three days later, Liu Xiu left his home and headed for the county seat.

The reason for leaving home was to return the books to the teacher.

The kitchen knife was still abandoned, and the plan was to throw away the explosives bag, and other weapons, bought and easily exposed.

After about an hour, when I arrived at the county seat, I first stepped on the spot and determined the target, and then I began to buy charcoal, sulfur, nitric acid, etc., and began to make black powder explosives bags.

For the traverser, making black powder is almost no difficulty.

The only thing that needs to be done is to continuously purify the sulfur to increase the explosiveness of the black powder.

After making the black powder, Liu Xiu breathed a sigh of relief.

At night, he threw this explosive bag to Wang Shun's house, killed all of them, and ended up with the enemy.

"Am I being a little cruel? If the explosives package explodes, it will hurt innocent ......" Suddenly, a thought flashed in Liu Xiu's heart. If the explosives bag is thrown in, that Wang Shun will definitely die, but his wife and children will also be affected. "That's it, there is always a price to pay for doing things, corrupt officials are greedy for money, and family members are bribed, so they will naturally be affected!"

Thinking about it, Liu Xiu's thoughts became clear.

There is always a price to be paid for doing things.

Corrupt officials are greedy for money, and some of the money they embezzle is spent by themselves, and some are spent by their wives and children.

Since we enjoy the benefits of corruption, we must bear the consequences of corruption.

In later generations, there was network supervision, there were social reports, and corruption continued; but in ancient times, there was no Internet, but there were no reports of all kinds, and it was all about deterring corrupt officials.

In later generations, it was often corrupt officials who were imprisoned, but their wives and children applied for green cards, immigrated to the United States, and continued to enjoy the people's fat and people's anointing; in ancient times, it was much more affordable, and corrupt officials were not only imprisoned, but also their wives and children were demoted to lowly status, wives were ridden by thousands of people, and daughters were slept with by thousands of people.

"I did it without a mistake. The only pity is that it is not the corrupt officials who are killed, but the corrupt officials who are killed. Instead of killing Yan Song, He Shen and the like, he killed a small scribe......"

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After everything was ready, Liu Xiu walked towards the Wei Mansion.

Midnight is a good time to kill, and now it's afternoon, it's too early, just in time to return the book.

My family was poor, and I couldn't afford many good books, so I had to copy them, and after the transcription was complete, I would come back and return the books.

And this gave birth to another profession - copying books.

In this era, there was already printing, but it was still not a few people who copied books to make money and make a living, and some wealthy families would hire readers to help copy books.

Copying books, mainly literati, most of them are down-and-out scholars, living in poverty, need to rely on copying books to maintain their livelihood; in addition, in the process of copying books, they can deepen their understanding of the content of books and improve their level of knowledge. If you read more than 10,000 volumes, your pen may not be like a god, but if you copy 10,000 books, you may write like a god.

In the process of copying books, many scholars gathered together to form a network of human feelings and relationships.

There is not much money to be made by copying books, and the general price is to copy a book for ten copper coins, and you can copy two books a day, which is considered good.

A book here is not a book of hundreds of thousands of words or millions of words at every turn in later generations, but a book such as "Analects" and "Tao Te Ching".

A copper coin is equivalent to one renminbi at most. Copying books for a day is at most making money of twenty or thirty yuan.

And the owner of the Wei Mansion is Master Wei.

Bachelor Wei used to be an official in the imperial court, but later dismissed the official and returned to Donglai County, lecturing mainly.

In the mansion of Master Wei, there is a large collection of books, and many readers are borrowing, copying, and absorbing knowledge from them.

About ten minutes later, a quaint mansion appeared in front of him, the red vermilion lacquer gate, full of momentum and luxury, there is a sense of strong style, the ancients took red as precious, for joy, this kind of vermilion gate, only the rich people use, on the vermilion lacquer gate, hung a black golden silk nanmu plaque, on which the dragon flying and phoenix dancing wrote the word "Wei Mansion"!

The main door was closed, the side door was open, and in front of the doorway, a small servant stood.

"Liu Gongzi, you're here!"

"I'll return the book!"

Soon entered the mansion, Liu Xiu returned the books, and handed over some of the copied books, and had already received a salary of one hundred copper coins.

"The master is lecturing in the backyard!"

The little guy said.

Liu Xiu was happy in her heart and walked towards the backyard.

I saw that the backyard was extremely wide, with no extra flowers and plants, only a pine tree. And under the pine tree, an old man sat on a futon and was lecturing.

On the other side, people reading books, either sitting or standing, were listening carefully.

In ancient times, there were saints, preaching and teaching, teaching without class, whether it was gods, demons, monsters, beasts, monsters, or ordinary people, all of them could be listened to, and there was no threshold limit.

In later generations, under the pines and cypresses, the great Confucianists preached, the peddlers and pawns, the merchants and merchants, the peasants and the hundreds of workers, no matter what their status was, they could listen to everything, and if they liked to listen, they would continue to listen, and if they didn't like to listen, they would leave.

Without a futon, Liu Xiu took out a straw mat, sat on it, and listened to Master Wei's lecture.

After talking for a long time, Master Wei stopped preaching, took out the teapot, got a glass of water, drank it gently, and moistened his throat.

"Have a question, can you ask it now?"

Bachelor Wei asked.

"May I ask sir, in the world, can there be immortals, but there are immortals?"

A student opened his mouth and asked, this student's name is Zhang Xuan.

"The words of the saint are not silent...... Why don't you speak, the Tao is different, don't conspire with each other!" Master Wei said: "We are scholars, and we are walking the way of saints. The way of the saint is to use the body as a candle to illuminate the turbid world and open up the wisdom of the common people, and the way of the saint is to use himself as a sacrifice to sacrifice to the way of heaven and make up for the lack of the sky. And the immortals are walking the way of immortality. The Tao is different, not conspiring with each other!"

"As for immortality, it exists, and as for immortality, it does not exist. What is immortality?"

Master Wei pointed his finger, pointed to the pine tree on the side and said, "This pine tree has been five hundred years old, and it can be called immortal!"

He pointed to the stone on the side and said, "This bluestone, after three thousand years of wind and rain, can be called immortal!"

"A thousand-year-old turtle, a thousand-year-old turtle, this is longevity! We scholars do not seek longevity, do not seek a thousand years of longevity, do not seek immortality, only seek a glorious life, only seek peace for the common people!"