Official Immortal

Chapter 4261: Leisure

After chatting for a while, Jing Ziling and Jing Junwei also came. Chen Taizhong knew at this time that President Zhao from the Mediterranean was once the vice president of Tiannan University, and another old man named Pang was the chairman of the Provincial Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

Both of them are in their early seventies. Principal Zhao is half of Jing Yiyuan’s apprentice. Although Chairman Pang has also studied calligraphy from Elder Jing for a while, he is also the cousin of Jing Tao’s lover, so his seniority is not good. Forget it.

　　 The two are both young. When they talked close to nine o'clock, they got up to say goodbye. Liao Hongzhi also stood up. Chen Taizhong and the Jing brothers and sisters sent the three to the door and watched them leave before turning back.

　　Jing Yiyuan is not young, but he is very energetic. He still sits under the eaves and enjoys the rain. Seeing them turn around, he smiles and says, "You said, dig a small pond in the yard, OK?"

　　 "You can grow some beans, tomatoes, eggplant, etc.," Jing Junwei replied a little impatiently, "How big is this yard in total, and there is such a big vine. How to dig a pond?"

　　 He is the grandson of Jing Yiyuan. He went out to explore the world by himself early on. He has a good attitude towards anyone, but he is disrespectful towards his grandfather.

Chen Taizhong knows a little bit about the cause and effect. In fact, Mr. Da Jing is the one who loves most, but Jing Tao continued, the old man also nodded, and grandsons hate his grandfather. Today, this hatred is much less. You can speak habit, just like that. Disrespect does not mean disrespect.

　　 So he answered with a smile, "Why don't I talk to someone in heaven and grant you a plot of land. Build a small second floor and make a yard?"

"Hey, this is great," Jing Junwei said on behalf of his grandfather. "It doesn't need to be big, ten acres of land will do. My grandpa is a national treasure. I don't know how my dad mixed up... even ten acres of land. Not coming down."

　　 "Does your grandfather look like a panda?" Jing Yiyuan gave him a blank look. The old man was really in good spirits, and he had the intention to make a joke, and then his face was whole. "I'm not accustomed to begging. How else can I not get a piece of land? I feel comfortable all my life, I don't want to talk about this little thing, Xiao Chen, you are willing to help, I am very happy... But this land. I hope I can pass it on."

　　 "That is. You can't make it into a former residence or something." Jing Junwei nodded, the real estate in the capital is getting hot, and there are 10 acres of land in Subo city. It is also necessary to fight for, "At least my family must have inheritance rights."

　　 "Your grandfather is still alive, what did you say about the former residence?" Jing Yiyuan heard the boss reluctantly, so he glared at his grandson.

　　 "Actually, I helped Xiao Ziling to fight for it," Jing Junwei gave a dry smile-he may not be rare for this land, but it is cheap, why not? No matter who gets the land, the Jing family always digests it internally.

"Then I will fight for 20 acres, and your brothers and sisters will each have 10 acres," Chen Taizhong replied dubiously. The campus of Tiannan University is close to 2,000 acres. He believes that if he speaks himself and fights for 20 acres, there will be no problem——Jing Old is worth so much.

Jing Junwei and Jing Yiyuan did not answer the conversation. One is unnecessary, and the other is that they feel weird in their hearts-thinking that Jing Lao is a national treasure-level master and has not obtained a piece of land in the urban area. It is Chen Taizhong's small righteous place. At a young age, he dared to praise such Haikou.

　　 is particularly ironic: everyone believes that he can do it.

　　 Is this the charm of power?

　　 At this moment, Jing Ziling said, "Taizhong, don't you want to build a plot of land in Tongshan in the future? Will you still live in Tianda?"

　　 "Who said that?" Chen Taizhong was startled when he heard it, and then his scalp was numb. Few people knew about my plan. In my harem, you still bought the rape?

　　 He counted the insiders, even Wu Yan was only half of them, and only Tang Yixuan was the one who knew everything--well... Tang Yixuan?

"Anyway, I know," Jing Ziling glanced at him with a little warning. She wouldn't care about the Shenma in Hubin and Sunshine Community, but Ding Xiaoning's Jinghua Real Estate was surveyed in Tongshan Tianchi—this fengshui treasure land, the hostess must obtain is her.

"With the development of Beichong, there are many rumors that slander me," Chen Taizhong frowned slightly and sighed lightly. "I have no ability to prove my innocence, Ziling. The rumors stop at the wise, but Tong Shan... It sounds good too."

Jing Yiyuan heard them talk lively, vaguely but pointedly, he felt quite boring--anyway, he couldn't understand, "Taizhong, you have learned something from Xiao Zhao and Xiao Pang. No?"

　　 "Their enthusiasm for participating in politics is something I can learn from," Chen Taizhong replied with a smile.

　　 Wait a minute, only enthusiasm is worth learning, so other things are not worth mentioning? Considering that it might be misunderstood, he added, "Just like the Shilin Qingliu or hermits in the past, they have views on the overall situation of the country and are willing to actively debate... Subjective will is good."

"Hey," Jing Yiyuan originally asked casually. Hearing Chen Taizhong's answer, he couldn't calm down anymore, so he replied in a deep voice, "The subjective wishes you affirm are contradictory to the system construction you want to do. of."

"Oh, I don't think about it." Chen Taizhong shook his head. In fact, he knew in his heart that Jing Lao was not only a calligrapher, but also had a deep understanding of many social and cultural phenomena-after all, he lived like this. A lot of years old, people are not stupid.

　　 Of course, Jing Lao's words have a certain depth, but they may not be correct, so he wants to hear what the other party says.

"Systems must always be implemented by people," Jing Lao muttered, taking two sips from the teacup at hand, and then whispering again, "But people and systems are in opposition to each other, unless people execute computer programs. Robots... only those who have flesh and blood and their own emotions are called living people, and the system is dead."

　　 "With the system, it must be strictly implemented, and personal emotions cannot be considered." Chen Taizhong said.

"So I said, this can be done through a computer program, and others must be strictly controlled to modify the background data." Although Jing Lao is about to be a hundred years old, his thinking is still sharp, "Too loyal, I think far about this issue. More than you... The system is not a panacea. It cannot be without loopholes, and it cannot be without historical limitations."

　　 "I don't know what you want to say," Chen Taizhong frowned.

　　 "System is one aspect, morality is the other," Jing Yiyuan smiled, "The most important thing you should grasp is the construction of spiritual civilization... Governing by virtue will leave a valuable story for Beichong."

　　 How do I feel that you want to realize your ruling philosophy through me? In Chen Taizhong's mind, such an idea came up inexplicably. Although he also planned to build a spiritual civilization, he always felt that Mr. Jing was a bit bookish and ungrounded, so he answered.

"I think walking on two legs is more important, and the existence of the system means that there are laws to follow... If a "Law on Combating Trafficking in Women and Children" can be enacted, buyers will be sentenced, and sellers will sit in a row, where will there be so many traffickers? The cost is too low to lead to various illegal acts."

"But the illegal methods are diversified. How to formulate the system?" Jing Yiyuan looked at him with a smile but not a smile, "There are always mistakes to be drilled. You blindly value the system, so the final result is that the stipulated terms are complicated. It’s very much in line with the United States... One day there will be more lawyers than migrant workers."

　　 Buddies actually mean the same thing. Chen Taizhong admits that there is not much difference between himself and Jing Lao. He and Li Qiang all express this.

But since Mr. Jing had the intention of taking school entrance examinations, he couldn't just leave it alone. After thinking about it, he replied in a deep voice, "But it is better to have a system than no system, and it can even urge everyone's initiative... …People who rush into unfamiliar territory can only recognize it, but who didn’t let them know clearly beforehand?"

　　 "Well, this is a good explanation," Jing Yiyuan nodded, and after thinking about it, he asked again, "But what do you do with the loopholes in the system?"

　　 "Improve the system, let go of what should be let go, and count them lucky," Chen Taizhong deliberately called true, so he tested Jing Lao's bottom line, "It's like the Simpson Wife Killing Case...The system is not perfect."

"Hey, is he piled up with money, okay?" Jing Yiyuan snorted disdainfully, don't look at his old age~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but quick thinking and strong ability to accept-the so-called master, that's true It's not fortunate to say, "Born out of nothing has found a loophole. Believe it or not, even if this loophole is not found, his lawyer can find enough other reasons to drag the trial until his natural death?"

　　 "You're a little bit brainy," the young prospective grandson-in-law replied disrespectfully—in fact, it was nothing to look for.

　　 "Young people just don't listen to the real advice," Jing Yiyuan laughed, and said dismissively, "A perfect system doesn't exist anywhere... Your Bei Chong wants to last, but you still have to focus on moral construction."

　　 "That's true," Chen Taizhong nodded, and took out a cigarette to light it up, "President Zhao and Chairman Pang said both well, but how is it so simple for the party in charge?"

"So saying that scholars governing the country is empty talk," Jing Lao snorted, sounding a little dissatisfied. "The best thing they should do is to guide moral construction, not to talk about governance... I suffered from the catastrophe of ten years. But it’s a bit stinking old nine, just trying to restore the scholar-official class.

　　 "You are also talking about governing the country," Chen Taizhong chuckles.

　　 "What is wrong with the restoration of scholar-official class?" Jing Junwei heard this and asked unconvincedly, "We must allow different voices. There are scholar-officials with literati style in history, not too many."

"There are more people with no vigor," Jing Lao glanced at him lightly, then at Chen Taizhong, "I told you before, as the rules are improved, imagination will be restricted... Once the privileged class is formed, use Before long, the mud and sand will be all down." (To be continued.)