Cyber Daming

"You named him, he killed people. That's what Li Jun said."

In the book room in Zhenbao Village, Zhang Siyuan sat cross-legged beside a low table with a helpless look on his face, grinding ink while saying: "What do you think is wrong with the brains of the group of people in the Spring and Autumn Society? Why did they do such stupid things?"

Zhang Fengyue knelt upright, holding a pen and writing, and the black and white words on the rice paper were actually a detailed teaching category and the educational plan of this small book room.

"So do you think this name should be named or not?"

"If it is from my point of view, then of course it goes without saying that I will not only help Lao Li catch people, but also help pass knives and collect corpses. The more I kill, the happier I am, anyway, the dead are not my family members."

After Zhang Siyuan expressed his attitude, he suddenly changed his tone: "But you are different from me."

"What's the difference?"

Zhang Fengyue did not raise his head, and continued to slowly add and modify the details in the plan.

"As of now, the New Donglin Party and the Spring and Autumn Society are indeed incompatible. But no matter how the two sides argue or fight, to put it bluntly, it is still an internal conflict of the Confucian Order."

"Although you asked Lao Li to go to Songjiang Prefecture to help Yang Bai Ze, after all, there is a personal relationship between the two of them, so it is acceptable on the surface. But if you push the people of the Spring and Autumn Society out for him to kill, in the eyes of others, you are helping outsiders to deal with your own people. If you are not careful, you will become the target of public criticism and your prestige will plummet."

Zhang Siyuan frowned: "I now even suspect that the reason why the Spring and Autumn Society is so crazy is that they dare to fight with Li Jun will not stop until he dies. In fact, it is not for Xu Haichao at all, the real purpose is to come to you! "

Zhang Fengyue did not comment, and still asked calmly: "So what you mean is that I should refuse Li Jun's request?"

"That won't work either. If I refuse, then the trust that you and Li Jun have built up with great difficulty will vanish. Without his help, you have to deal with Longhu Mountain and Donghuang Palace alone, plus the Chunqiu Society, two fists can't beat four hands. "

Zhang Siyuan paused in the grinding action of his hand, stared at the dark ink in the inkstone, and spoke slowly after a moment of silence.

"So I think, since the Chunqiu Society wants to die, let them die. But you can't let you do the betrayal. "

Zhang Fengyue said 'oh': "I can't do it, then who will do it? "

"I. "

Zhang Siyuan said without hesitation.

"What's the difference between you and me?"

Zhang Siyuan smiled and said in a relaxed tone: "As long as you expel me from the Zhang family and sever the father-son relationship, the difference will be there, right? In the eyes of everyone in the Confucian Order, I was originally a playboy who didn't care about the tune. It's normal for me to do something against my father for the sake of brotherhood."

"That was in the past, it's different now. Now it's not a small fight for a few points of face, but a life-and-death fight. You coming forward and I coming forward in person, in their eyes, are the same."

"What are you going to do?"

Zhang Siyuan's face became nervous, and he asked tentatively: "You are not really going to choose to reject Li Jun for the sake of the overall situation, right?"

"Why should I reject it? It's just some cleverness, which is not a big picture in my eyes. Since it's not the overall situation, why should I consider it?"

At this time, the old man finally finished writing the plan and read it again carefully from the beginning.

After making sure there were no omissions, he carefully placed it on the other side of the low table to dry, and continued to write three big characters on a new piece of paper.

Yan Dongqing.

Zhang Siyuan stared at it, and felt that the font was unbridled and a rebellious aura came to his face.

"He is a rare talent, with the spirit and courage to win in a narrow road. So I am not surprised that he can grow into a leader of the younger generation of Confucianism and set up a party to confront and fight with the New Donglin Party."

"But it is precisely because of this arrogance and pride that he will not be willing to be inferior to others, become a tool in the hands of others, and let others dominate his own destiny."

It was the first time that Zhang Siyuan heard his old man evaluate a young descendant of Confucianism in this way, and he couldn't help but secretly sigh.

"The matter of the Xu family in Songjiang Prefecture would not have hurt the Chunqiu Society, but it sounded a wake-up call for him."

The old man paused and suddenly laughed: "No, he should have seen his situation clearly a long time ago. This time he just took advantage of the situation to make a fuss. He knew that if he continued to fight against me step by step, his ending would only be death. So he decisively chose to take a different approach and gamble his life."

Zhang Fengyue shook his head and said: "It's not bad to be able to do this. It's just a pity."

"Old man, don't rush to comment on others. Can you explain the doorway in a simpler way?"

Zhang Siyuan was confused and found it difficult to understand what his father meant.

"Where did you learn your 'mathematical arts'?"

The old man glanced at him from the corner of his eye, with a sense of regret.

"That's your specialty, how dare I not study it seriously?"

Zhang Siyuan said with a shameless smile: "My current 'mathematical art' is not weak, no one can hide under the muzzle of a gun, and every bullet hits the target, and never misses."

After many years of being father and son, the old man knew Zhang Siyuan's bad character very well, and he was too lazy to argue with him about what the real 'mathematical art' was. He snorted and stopped talking.

Zhang Fengyue reached out and picked up the teaching plan with the dried writing on it, and stood up and walked out of the library.

According to the content listed in the plan, he had to visit the 32 students in the library one by one today.

This is a laborious task, and he had to hurry up.

Confused, Zhang Siyuan still sat there, staring blankly at the low table.

The long paperweight that had just been pressing the teaching plan was thrown down when the old man stood up, and it just fell on the three words "Yan Dongqing", as if a guillotine cut it in half.

"Old man, don't leave in a hurry, you haven't told me what to do!" Zhang Siyuan, who suddenly came back to his senses, asked loudly.

Zhang Fengyue kept walking and waved his hand, saying, "If you are interested, go ask Pei Xingjian yourself. Ji Yang's family has cooked butter tea. If you go too late, it will be cold and not tasty."

"Why should I ask him? This is the business of your New Donglin Party. You are not anxious, so why should I be anxious?"

Zhang Siyuan looked at the old man's back and muttered unhappily.

"This is the whole story. The old man is addicted to teaching in the foreign land. He dislikes me for not understanding human language, so he asked me to ask you, Uncle Pei, myself."

In the Chengdu government office, Pei Xingjian looked at the projection of Zhang Siyuan in front of him, with a mischievous smile on his old face.

"As the old saying goes, like father, like son. Siyuan, how can you not understand this?"

Zhang Siyuan rolled his eyes: "Uncle Pei, if you say the same thing, I will let Li Jun kill people at random. If he kills your people, don't blame me."

"Hey, when you were wearing open-crotch pants, I held you in my arms. Now you have grown up and don't associate with us old guys. Today I finally see you once, why are you so angry when I make a joke?"

Zhang Siyuan looked embarrassed and angry: "Say it or not, I'll leave if you don't?"

"Okay, okay, I'll explain it to you."

Pei Xingjian, who was sitting on the bench, used a stick to scratch his back, twisting his body left and right, as if he finally scratched the itch, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Siyuan, let me ask you, why do you think the old man wants to attack the aristocratic families?"

"Scrape the bone to cure the poison, kill the chicken to scare the monkey. Unite our hearts and minds to fight against foreign enemies."

"There are so many aristocratic families in the Confucian Order who have shit under their butts, why did he choose the Xu family first?"

"Of course, because Xu Haichao is the backbone of the Spring and Autumn Society."

"Then have you ever thought that scraping the bone to cure the poison is a method of killing one thousand enemies and injuring eight hundred of your own. If it is for the sake of safety, it should be done from the outside to the inside, from light to heavy, and slowly. Why would he pick the hardest bone to chew right away?"

Zhang Siyuan was stunned when he heard this, and the expression on his face suddenly became quite complicated.

"Uncle Pei, do you mean that the old man did this on purpose? Why?"

"The old man did this to tell the Spring and Autumn Association and the people behind it to be more sensible and not to make trouble at this time. Even if everyone still wants to fight in the end, they have to wait until the outsiders are dealt with, and then they can settle the accounts slowly behind closed doors."

Pei Xingjian said calmly: "The people behind the Spring and Autumn Association understood, so they chose to give up Xu Haichao. Yan Dongqing, who was in charge of the Spring and Autumn Association on the surface, also understood, but he regarded this as a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and grabbed it in his hands."

Zhang Siyuan asked: " What opportunity?"

"An opportunity for him to establish his own business."

Pei Xingjian said slowly: "The people above can easily give up Xu Haichao, but Yan Dongqing can't. Although people often say that scholars are the most ruthless, if the leader of a party is also ruthless and can sit and watch his capable generals being killed without any reaction, who else would be willing to work for him?"

"Yan Dongqing was unwilling to be just a puppet pushed on the stage and step down in embarrassment after losing the hearts of the people. That's why people from Liu Tao and Hong Hu appeared in Songjiang Prefecture that night."

"Although it ultimately failed to change the outcome of the Xu family's demise, this move has proved Yan Dongqing's own attitude. degree. It also made the members of the Spring and Autumn Association feel a little dissatisfied with the master behind them. "

"I don't understand a little."

Zhang Siyuan frowned and asked, "Why did Yan Dongqing use the people of Liutao and Honghu instead of his own people in the Spring and Autumn Association?"

"This is where he is smart. The people who died were all the master's people, but it was Yan Dongqing's own good reputation of being righteous that was fulfilled. Who wouldn't want to do such a profitable business without any investment?"

Pei Xingjian sneered disdainfully and continued, "Yan Dongqing is not only smart, but also cruel and greedy. After the matter in Songjiang Prefecture was just settled, while the people above had not reacted yet, To deal with him, he did the same thing again, and started to retaliate against Li Jun without stopping, using the spies he planted in Liutao and Honghu to continue to drag the two families into the water. "

"In the ambush and siege at Zhenlu Court, in addition to the two families just mentioned, he also dragged Longhu Mountain and Donghuang Palace, and set up a big battle. What was the result? Only a Liutao Bingxu who was obviously not very smart died. "

Pei Xingjian paused and stared at Zhang Siyuan: "Why do you think this is?"

The other party's words were like a thunderclap in his heart. Zhang Siyuan showed a look of realization and said in a deep voice: "Because he never thought of killing Li Jun from the beginning?"

"Of course he wanted to kill, but he also knew that the probability of success was too low. Even the people he sent knew this, so they immediately turned into birds and beasts and dispersed after the attack failed, and ran away one by one only hating their parents. Not being able to give birth to two more legs gave Li Jun no chance to leave a few more heads."

Zhang Siyuan asked: "But by doing this, he not only offended Li Jun, but also became a traitor. Is it worth it just for a reputation?"

"The biggest thing in life is 'fame and fortune'. Anyway, even if he doesn't do this, the same fate as Xu Haichao is waiting for him. Now that he can get a 'name', isn't it worth it? "

"Even if what you said, Uncle Pei, is right, Yan Dongqing is only fulfilling himself."

Zhang Siyuan was puzzled: "If there was no Spring and Autumn Society, he would be just a Confucian scholar. What kind of climate would a lonely man have? He can't be like Li Jun and be strong enough to become a power by himself, right?"

"How could he be a loner? What he betrayed was only his master, not the Spring and Autumn Society."

Pei Xingjian shook his head and said: "For the sake of a subordinate, he dared to extinguish the last flame of the sect's martial arts with his own hands, and fought to the death of the independent martial arts master who was on the rise again. Who dares to take his position from such a affectionate and loyal leader?"

"Even if the current Spring and Autumn Society is really lost and a scholar dies for his confidant, he, who has won the hearts of the people, can set up a Spring and Autumn Society of his own at any time and rebirth from the ashes, which is exactly what he wants."

"Furthermore, he is a Confucian scholar, but he can mobilize so many Xusan among the Six Tao and Honghu. If you were his master, wouldn't you be afraid? Even if you are not worried, what about the East Palace and Longhu Mountain? These two families also have an unclear relationship with Yan Dongqing!"

Pei Xingjian suddenly sighed and said with emotion: "A young junior can actually gather a huge and intricate force, and even more so, after holding back for so long, he can seize a fleeting opportunity and decisively stake all his family wealth on a huge gamble. This is I am ashamed of my wealth and courage."

"Yan Dongqing made a good calculation."

Zhang Siyuan sneered and said: "But in my opinion, he still made a mistake in his calculations, that is, he should not mess with Li Jun. He is not a person who knows how to attack rats!"

"Yes, that's why the old man said 'it's a pity'. One of the two mistakes Yan Dongqing made this time was to provoke Li Jun regardless of life or death."

Zhang Siyuan asked in astonishment: "What else is there?"

"The fault is that he didn't understand the old man."

"Where did this start?"

Pei Xingjian said: "Siyuan, you came to me today, isn't it because Yan Dongqing gained a good reputation, but turned around and threw the problem of betraying the members of the Spring and Autumn Society to the old man, in order to force the old man to choose between his reputation and Li Jun One of them?"

In Zhang Siyuan's view, this is indeed an unsolvable problem.

Otherwise, he would not have made such a ridiculous suggestion as "exterminating the Zhang family", let alone come to Pei Xingjian in such a hurry.

"Indeed, on the surface, no matter what the old man chooses, it is tantamount to cutting off an arm. But Yan Dongqing's mistake is that he mistakenly thought that the old man, like him, would care about this poor man's reputation."

He took a deep look at Zhang Siyuan and said, "On the contrary, Siyuan, you care a lot, that's why you changed from a bystander to an authority today, and you are in such a mess. The old man understands your thoughts, so he doesn't want to say these words." I said it myself, I just asked you to ask me.”

"There is no choice in this matter from the beginning to the end. Li Jun, the member of the Spring and Autumn Society, can be killed however he wants. The only thing we should think about is not to let this matter bring down Ruxu."

"Of course I care. Who wants their father to bear such an unpleasant reputation?"

Zhang Siyuan looked bitter, shook his head and laughed at himself: "But what's the use of me caring? Others don't care at all, and they even think it's not as important as a bowl of butter tea just out of the pot."

Pei Xingjian wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know where to start, so he could only remain silent.

"Uncle Pei, tell me the truth. Did he know about Yan Dongqing and the master behind him very early, as well as the relationship between the Spring and Autumn Society, Liu Tao and Hong Hu?"

"Um."

Pei Xingjian lowered his eyebrows and responded softly.

Zhang Siyuan said in confusion: "Since you know this, why do you still raise tigers to cause trouble and cause yourself so much trouble?!"

"Siyuan, as a son, you should know his thoughts better than me."

Pei Xingjian said slowly: "If the old man wants to be emperor, he has had countless opportunities over the years, but he has never had such an idea."

"I remember very clearly that many years ago, also on the New Year's Day, when he was still the headmaster of Xindonglin Academy, Li Bufeng and I and a group of people congratulated him on New Year's Day."

"That day, the old man got drunk for the first time. He told us that if he could, he just wanted to be a tutor at Xindonglin Academy. The silkworms would die when the spring silkworms died, and the wax torches would not dry up until they turned to ashes."

Pei Xingjian's eyes were distracted, as if he had seen the scene back then.

"Even if he can't, he only wants to be a minister of the Ming Dynasty in this life. This is his lifelong obsession that everyone knows."

Pei Xingjian paused for a long time, so long that it seemed that he would never speak again.

Zhang Siyuan waited patiently and stood quietly until he finally heard Pei Xingjian's last words.

"Perhaps this is the old man's only weakness."