At this time, Jiao Gongxian, who was walking in the front, came to the end of the cell. Suddenly, the sight in front of him stopped him.

I saw a white-haired man with a twilight face in a separate small iron room, but he looked like a weather-beaten old man. The old man was burying his head in the dim oil lamp, writing earnestly.

Jiao Gongxian suddenly felt his eyes moisten, tears welled up in his eyes, and he shouted loudly, "Master." ”

The old man heard Jiao Gongxian's shout, and the brush in his hand fell off the table accidentally.

The old man slowly raised his head, brushed away his messy hair, and squinted at Jiao Gongxian through the iron door by the faint light in the dungeon, but did not speak.

Jiao Gongxian grabbed the iron door, put his face forward, and shouted again: "Master is me, I am Xian'er, are you okay?"

The old man couldn't believe his eyes, so he quickly stood up, stepped forward and looked at Jiao Gongxian's face carefully and asked, "Xian'er, is it really you?"

In the dim candlelight, Jiao Gongxian looked at the haggard old man and replied, "Master, that's right, it's me, I'm Xian'er, I'm here to save you." Master, you have suffered. ”

"I'm fine, I've been here for almost four years, right?

Jiao Gong said enviously: "It's still the same outside, and the lord still refuses to go north to south, and his original intention has not changed." ”

The old man sighed and said, "Hey... What about the Central Plains and the Southern Han Dynasty?"

Jiao Gongxian said: "It's all the same." The Central Plains continued to fight, and the Southern Han Dynasty was eyeing Jiaozhou. ”

The old man said: "I want to write a letter to the lord, you can help me pass it on to him, and tell him not to go on like this again, otherwise it will bring endless disasters to the people of Annam." ”

As he spoke, the old man took up his pen and wanted to write. At this time, Jiao Gongxian shot his head fiercely and cut open the rusty iron lock of the prison. He ran into the cell, grabbed the old man's right hand and said, "Master, I'm here to rescue you this time, so hurry up and go with your disciple." ”

The old man pulled the sleeves off Jiao Gongxian's hand and refused, "I won't go out." ”

Jiao Gongxian asked, "Why, Master?"

Old man: "Anyway, if I go out, I don't have a will, it's better not to go out, it's better to be here quietly." ”

Jiao Gongxian said: "Master, stay in the green mountains, don't worry about running out of firewood." You have all the skills, if you go out, you can also call on the heroes to make a comeback. The new lord now, although you don't want it. But you can vote for the Lord again. It's so big in this world, I don't believe there is no removal from us, why lock yourself up here and be depressed?"

The old man said: "Hey, I can see that no matter how high a person's martial arts are, they can only have the influence of one lifetime." Just like my master and his old man, he was a powerful martial artist back then, and the world admired him. But now, time has passed, and no one remembers his old man anymore. Speaking of this, there was a trace of sadness in the old man's eyes.

Jiao Gongxian said: "No, Master, the chivalrous story of the ancestor for the country and the people, there are still martial arts colleagues preaching it." ”

The old man said, "Hey, so what? Even if there is even a little bit of influence, it is just a few words of legend. I believe that in a few years, it will all disappear. I can't be like my master and them, just using martial arts to change the world, that's not enough. I will write a book and make a statement, and I will leave a little bit of it to future generations with written records. ”

Jiao Gongxian looked at the thick stack of papers on the desk, and asked, "Master, what are you writing here?"

The old man said: "I am writing "The Theory of the Division and Integration of the World", hoping to use this book to warn future generations and leave something for future generations. ”

Jiao Gongxian said: "Master, let's go out, you can write a book when you go out." ”

The old man said: "Only when King Wen of Zhou was imprisoned could he push the "Book of Changes"; when Zhongni was in distress, he could write "Spring and Autumn"; Qu Yuan was exiled before he was endowed with "Lisao"; Ma Qian of the Taishi Company endured humiliation and dirt in order to write such a masterpiece as "Historical Records". If people are not forced by a difficult environment, they will definitely not be able to write good things. Instead, I want to stay here and devote myself to writing books and fulfilling my life's wish. ”

At this time, Yi Dan walked in from outside the iron gate and said, "Senior Ma." If it is said that King Wen of Zhou pushed the Book of Changes in his prison cell, it is reasonable. However, without the rich experience he has accumulated in governing the country over the past few decades, it would not have been possible to achieve such fruitful results. Na Zhongni and Qu Yuanfu were not made behind closed doors. They all went through several difficult life journeys before they wrote a masterpiece that will be handed down to future generations. As for Sima Qian's forbearance and humiliation to write historical records, but it was also the previous collection of the words and records of hundreds of schools in the world, so that he had the first historical book in ancient and modern times, and it was by no means a record of arbitrary and hearsay. The little woman believes that no matter how talented and thoughtful a person is, he must consider the problem in combination with the reality of this world. Otherwise, no matter how good the writing is, in the eyes of others, it is still made behind closed doors, making up nonsense, and it is not convincing at all. If you want to write with solid evidence and flesh and blood, you must go deep into the people, so that you can understand the true thoughts of the people in the world, and what you write will be recognized by everyone. The harsh environment does not necessarily have to be in a cage, and being able to experience the difficult life of the people is the real harsh environment. Senior Ma, did you say I was right?"

When the old man heard Yi Dan's words, he sighed in surprise and said, "Yes, well said, well said." The old man has been so young for so many years, and he has never heard such refreshing and truthful words. The girl spoke well, thoroughly, and truthfully, and I am deeply ashamed of the old man. ”

Yi Dan said: "I don't dare, I just hope that Senior Ma can go to the outside world and don't trap yourself here and bury yourself in writing." Experience the real life of the people, and you will know that they may be more difficult than you are in prison. If you can understand their hardships, your book will be even more wonderful. In addition, the situation in the world is changing rapidly, and the books you write must also follow the changes in the changing situation in the world. There is no immutable principle in the world, and if we all act according to one principle, wouldn't it be a boat to seek a sword, and a plan to be followed?"

The old man said: "Thank you girl for the reminder, it's really a word to wake up the dreamer." As soon as you said this, the old man suddenly realized that it was indeed time to go out for a walk. ”

Yi Dan said: "That's great, Senior Ma, you finally figured it out." ”

The old man: "The girl is so young and understands this profound truth, but compared with it, the old man is still so confused at his age, it really shouldn't be." Ma Buwei in Xiajiao Wutang, haven't you asked the girl's surname Gao?"

Yi Dan said: "Don't dare, don't dare, my surname is Yi Mingdan, from Luozhou, Central Plains." I have long heard that the predecessors of Jiaowutang Ma can govern the country and the martial arts can set the state. Take the rise and fall of the world as its own responsibility. I only want to do my best for the people, and I don't want to be heard by the princes. When I saw it today, it was really a humble and open-minded senior. The little woman, Yi Dan, bowed to the old man Ma. As he spoke, Yi Dan bent down and bowed to the horse.

Ma Buwei said: "It turns out that the girl is from the Central Plains, no wonder she is knowledgeable and knowledgeable." Seeing the girl today, the old man was very pleased. This junior, far surpassing our stubborn and corrupt predecessors. It seems that in this world, there will be progress after all. Speaking of this, Ma Buwei looked at Yi Dan with satisfaction, and couldn't help nodding and smiling.

Yi Dan said: "Senior Ma has won the award, so I just casually say my opinion." I can't talk about being knowledgeable. It's just that now, there are too many people and things that hinder the progress of the world, and I am afraid that this is the right path in the world, and there will be many tribulations. ”

Ma Buwei said: "No matter how much tribulation there is, we must work hard to achieve it, no matter how big the cost." ”

Yi Dan said: "Senior Ma said it well, but in any case, let's go out first." It's dark and damp, and it's not good for your body to stay for a long time. Don't you still have to write a book and talk about it? Let's go out and recuperate, and we have time. ”

Ma Buwei nodded with a smile and said, "I didn't expect that in the last years of the old man's life, he could meet a year-old soulmate like Miss Yi, which is really in vain." Okay, I'll pack up and go out with you. ”

At this time, Du Gao and Du Qian also came in to help Ma Buwei clean up the books. Ma Buwei saw Du Gao and Du Qian and asked, "May I ask who the two are?"

Du Qian said: "The younger generation Du Qian is from Yang Qiang Mountain. This is my uncle Dugau."

Ma Buwei said: "So you are from the soil?"

Du Qian said: "That's right, my uncle and I are both Yangqiang people. ”

Ma Buwei said: "I heard my master say in the early years that the people of Yang Qiang have a great relationship with me in the martial arts. The master also explained again and again, saying that if you meet someone in the future, you must be more kind. I didn't expect to meet two of them today. The old man didn't do anything, he saluted the two!" Saying that, the horse didn't do it and bowed to Gao Duqian's uncle and nephew.

Du Qian hurriedly helped Ma Buwei and said, "Senior, don't do this. We should be saluting you. ”

Ma Buwei said: "The ancestors had orders before their deaths, and the old decay must not be disobeyed." Please also ask the two to be worshiped by the old man. ”

Seeing that the horse was not so respectful and polite, the two of them only had to bow and return the salute in the same way.

After everyone helped Ma Buwei pack up the scrolls, he packed them in a package and prepared to leave.

Ma Buwei walked out of the cell, saw the other imprisoned people, and then said to Jiao Gongxian: "Xian'er, you see that these detainees are all against the new lord's political views before. In fact, they are all innocent, can you release them all?"

Jiao Gongxian said: "Okay, Master, I also have this intention, let everyone be free today." ”

So he used a sharp spear to cut open the iron locks of the cell door one by one. The prisoners ran out and ran for their lives at the exit.

Jiao Gongxian was satisfied with what he had done, when suddenly, the people who had fled just now retreated back to his side.

Jiao Gongxian asked, "What's the matter? Why don't you leave again?"

At this moment, one of the prisoners who had fled to the front was knocked over by someone and fell heavily to the ground. (To be continued.) )