Chapter 187: Bending the Bow and Shooting the Eagle Owl
The two looked at each other speechlessly, and after a long time, Lin Fanghe spoke: "This may be due to the days when I lived outside the Saiwai." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½β
"Good. Tang Yu replied in a low voice.
Lin Fanghe was silent for a moment and said, "In my residence, there is a big desert not far away. Every evening, I would go there and sit there for two hours. The yellow sand is all over the sky, the boundless vastness, the boundless loneliness, the chaos and noise are all gone for a while. In the dark, it seems to hear the sound of heaven. β
The sound of the rain pounded on the roof overhead.
Under the lamp, a smile spread from the corners of Lin Fanghe's eyes and eyebrows. Indeed, he was no longer young, and when he smiled, there were already obvious crow's feet in the corners of his eyes: "I sometimes walk barefoot in the desert, or lie on the sand dunes with my hands and feet open, looking up at the unfathomable sky. More often than not, I think about the gains and losses of my short life......"
"Gain or loss?" Tang Yu was a little puzzled.
"At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the heroes rose up and competed in the Central Plains, why did the chips for the final victory fall into the hands of Zhu Yuanzhang. Lin Fanghe's body shook slightly, obviously this question had touched the pain in his heart, he raised his head, and his eyes were still unwilling.
"The folk say that he stepped on the seven stars, he is the true son of heaven, and he is naturally protected by the gods behind him. Tang Yu almost didn't think about it, and rushed out.
"How can you take it seriously?" a fleeting smile flashed across the corners of Lin Fanghe's mouth, "These are just boring myths woven by literati throughout the ages. It's just nonsense, it's just a lie......"
Tang Yu said slowly: "People in our hometown say that when Zhu Yuanzhang was born, the strange fragrance was fragrant and red, and even the neighbors thought that their house was on fire. They all came to the rescue with buckets and flat polesβ"
Lin Fanghe's expression was lazy, and he asked, "Tang Yu, do you believe this?"
"Anyway, everyone is talking vividly. β
So you believed. β
"People also say that even when the emperor is asking for food, he is always accompanied by two purple-clothed immortals. As long as there is a danger, the immortals will immediately appear to solve the problem. Offering that little fairy fruit, people will eat it and they will not be thirsty or hungry for three days and three nights......"
"These people are really talented, and they have a lot of imagination. Lin Fanghe laughed and said, "It's a pity not to create "Journey to the West" to earn some royalties. β
Tang Yu was shocked: "Aren't these true?"
"Really. It's really a big lie. β
Lin Fanghe gently tapped the bed board and whispered: "The only harm of these deliberately fabricated deeds is that they completely negate a person's efforts and struggles. It seems that as long as it is fate, just wait quietly, and everything will fall from the sky. β
"Isn't that so?" Tang Yu's expression was vague, "My father-in-law also told me that sometimes fate must be there, and there is no need to force it in fate." β
"How do I have to tell you this, and it's not right. Or maybe it's just a mistake. Lin Fanghe looked dazed and said, "In the final analysis, this question is too difficult to answer......
After a pause, he seemed to have made up his mind before he said: "There is a great sage in the island of England who said that all men are born unequal, and the cause of inequality lies in the unequal possession of knowledge. During the Warring States Period, Mencius said, 'Those who work hard govern people, and those who work hard govern people", which is closer to the essence. In the final analysis, the cause of human inequality is the level of innate wisdom. β
Tang Yu looked at him in a daze, and suddenly felt that his fingers were already trembling slightly: "My lord, what do you say about me, what kind of person should I be?"
"Young and promising, can be made. But it must withstand the trials and tribulations of the world. β
Lin Fanghe raised his head and looked at the subordinates who had been following him, "I hope you will be free of disasters in the end, and you will be a supreme minister." β
"I used to be just a fishing kid in a riverside fishing village, but I happened to enter six doors, and I was already very content. How dare you expect anything else?" Tang Yu smiled self-deprecatingly.
"If you don't work hard, you'll never succeed. For example, the first emperor, since he was a child, not only let go of cows, became a monk, but also went door-to-door to ask for food, but this did not affect his achievement of a generation of masters. Lin Fanghe lowered his head, and there was still a piercing pain in his eyes.
The wind outside was getting stronger and stronger, and it seemed that even the dilapidated ancestral hall was shaking.
Rain poured in through the window.
Lin Fanghe moved inside, grabbing the rain to block the window. Turning his head, he looked at Tang Yu, who was not sleepy, leaned sideways on the bed, and continued: "In the first year of Yuan Zhihe, when the fourth son of Zhu Wusi, a tenant farmer who owned a tofu shop, was born, his mood was mixed......
"This kid is the former emperor Zhu Yuanzhang?" Tang Yu couldn't help but ask.
"Yes, his official name at that time was Zhu Chongba, because in the eyes of the Mongols in the Yuan Dynasty, the common people and the southerners were the lowest and lowest people. Names are not allowed. When a child is born, it can only be named after the sum of the ages of the parents or the date of birth. β
"My lord, how can you be so familiar with the affairs of the former emperor?"
"If you treat a person as an adversary, you have to study everything about him with your heart. Zhu Chongba has three older brothers and two sisters. So the family didn't show much joy for his arrival. Before the fourth year of Yuan Zhizheng, the seventeen-year-old Zhu Chongba's life should be said to be lackluster, neither Li Mi hung the corner, nor did he learn to paint, at this time, if you go up and tell him, he will be the founder of a huge empire in the future, it is estimated that even he does not believe it. β
Lin Fanghe pondered for a moment, and suddenly smiled bitterly: "However, God seems to be destined for him to achieve great things." That year, the banks of the Huai River were hit by severe plague and drought, and disasters fell from the sky. Within a month of April, four members of the Zhu family starved to death, and almost all of Zhu Chongba's relatives left him......"
"Lord Lin, do you want to add some oil? Suddenly, a soft and clear voice rang out outside the door, "I'm afraid it's not enough." β
The two turned their heads to see Lidong, who was dressed in plain clothes, standing at the door.
"No, we'll sleep soon. Lin Fanghe shook his head.
"Okay, let's talk. I'm leaving. Lidong nodded and turned to leave.
Lin Fanghe got up, blew out the lights, went back to bed, and slept with his clothes. Tang Yu listened to the rain hitting the window, his mood was empty, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Why don't you go on, I love to listen." Later, how did the ordinary Zhu Chongba become the leader of the rebel army who controlled thousands of troops?"
"During this period, there were naturally seven disasters and eight difficulties. If a person wants to do one thing, he will not have a great success if it is smooth sailing. Lin Fanghe put his head next to the pillow, thinking about what he would face tomorrow.
Tang Yu didn't give up: "The first emperor was a monk and had to eat, these are true?"
Lin Fanghe smiled slightly in the dark: "It's like a fake - it's just that it's too late today, so you have to go to bed early." I'll have to travel a long way on horseback tomorrow!"
Tang Yu hummed and reversed in a sullen manner. Sticking to the bed, he smelled the sweet scent of new straw, but he still didn't feel sleepy after lying for a long time. (To be continued.) )