Zhui Xu

"Everyone can be awkward... This is the Taoist system, the smell of people, the Ning Gongzi, the thought of Datong... but it is also dangerous..."

In the room, Ji Kun said a few words after the meal, and it also made people aware of the attitude of everyone to Ning Yi.

At the beginning of the tyrants camp, Ning Yi and Liu Dazhao got those things, which naturally have various considerations. After hearing the city, all the information was collected and sent to the Liangliang. It was also because after the investigation, it was known that Liu’s watermelon was a reckless thing, but it was actually a very intelligent person. To deceive her, even if it was Ning Yi is also not easy.

Ning Yi's things, in the end, what kind of deep meaning, he did not care to see. I also believed that if the teacher or the person around the teacher would see the clues of the whole situation, I did not think about it. What really attracted the teacher’s attention here was not the poem written by Ning Yi to Liu Dazhao, or he was The records of various behaviors and discourses in the battalion camp, but the words on the table that are dominated by him, most of them are not from his hand.

At the beginning of the slashing battalion, Ning Yi collected a large number of literati who had fallen behind and gave them the task of writing articles, and then asked them to use articles to exchange food. This move later retained a large number of literati, and even their families survived. However, even with a good eye, the articles that these people have returned are really of no quality. In his opinion, the great writers like Ning Yi are naturally well aware of this, and he will collect those articles in batches. Even though sometimes people are reprimanded and don't send food, it's really too much because these guys are doing too much.

Most of the Hangzhou literati at that time also felt that Ning Yi helped him to become a dog. However, in the view of the people, Ning Yi can be said to bear the burden of humiliation. In the case that the preservation itself is not simple, there are still so many people sheltered. There is a sage of sages. In contrast, these guys are also literary. Writing an article is perfunctory. Liu watermelon is not an idiot. If you blame it, the pressure will naturally be on Ning Yi.

If it is possible, the smell of people tends to let these people recognize Ning Yi's life-saving grace after breaking the city, but then all this is still hidden in the darkness, it is difficult to say. As for the articles written by these literati, there is no secret. They wrote it. Ning Yi sent it to the school of the Barracks Camp, letting the students see, read, and even suggest that there is something wrong with it. There are many copies of it. Although the conclusions of these articles are slightly deviated from the current mainstream thinking, the intention is to start from the path of Confucius and Mencius. It is not a reactionary text. It is only a matter of handing over and receiving. It’s just here, but it’s got the attention of Qin Yuyuan.

"The people, the society, the second, the gentleman... Everyone can be jealous or use nine, see the dragon without a head, Kyrgyz... These things may be just whining on the other side of the thief. But when you think about it, it is "The ancient sages ruled the world with morality, but what is the rule of virtue, the sages teach the people. The people follow their education. The road does not leave the night and the family is not closed. Now the law is cumbersome. The world is getting worse." The things that Lu Jifang and others did, so they failed, because the villagers were not educated. But how to educate, how to educate can be useful, in fact, it is really difficult..."

"The meaning of the year is..." The smell of people thought about it and looked at the articles on the table. "Is this useful?"

"Dong Weng and I think that it may be useful in a small area." Yan Zunian nodded. "As for whether it is useful to the world, what the saints can't do, how can I see... Of course, these articles are really too playful... but the direction is not necessarily wrong. He did a lot of things in the barracks camp, those who seem to play tricks, but let the high-level cheats, even deliberately want What causes the public anger is not that you really want to choose the genius, but let people understand that in a circle, if you want something, you must first reach out and get it, otherwise you must have nothing. This kind of conscious is the most rare. ......"

He paused: "And if it were only these small things, it would only prove that the Ning Gongzi had a hand in manipulating the human heart. This skill, he has been vividly done before. Only the articles in front of him prove him. What you want to touch is not just the heart of the people. People who can take things into consideration for this matter are already enough to sit down with anyone. Because only these things can pass on the Tao, which is already human. This is not only the heart of the people. The Ning Gongzi, these things done in the tyrants camp, on the surface, are a bit of a play, but these interlocking things are not something that one person can think for a year or two. I have to be clear... This Ning Gongzi is the person in my generation."

He was hesitant to hear: "But... we have talked about it all the way. He seems to be somewhat dissatisfied with this..."

"Dong Weng is also saying this." Yan Zunian laughed. "In the early days of Jiangning, it was said that this Ningkozi temperament was a bit lazy, and he dismissed Confucianism, but now he wants to see him wrong. Knowing The more you know, the more difficult you are, especially the Datong thoughts. It’s easy to talk about it since ancient times. At the beginning, you have a hot pillow, and then you see the world, you are disheartened, and you don’t know how to return to the mountains. The same is true of the school’s Hu Shangong. The officialdom is rolling, the world is mediocrity, and he retires after resignation, so he no longer asks more about the world."

"The Ning Gongzi is said to be in a state of ignorance, and there is no such thing as a good thing. Later, in adulthood, he suddenly entered the home of a merchant. He smells people. If the mood is ups and downs, who would actually make this choice?"

The smell of people touched the nose: "Well, I have been curious about this..."

"After he entered the shackles, his temperament became free and easy. It was also a matter of letting go of his mind. It was only after Confucianism in the past that he said that he did not understand it or he did not understand it and wanted to draw a clear line. People, it is said that this Ning family used to be a poetry book. He studied from a young age until he was a Confucian student. However, when he entered the country, he suddenly said that he had nothing to do with Confucian identity. Although he claimed to be amnesia, one People have been reading for more than a decade, and almost always accompanied the four books and five classics from an early age. Where can they suddenly be lost? If you read Confucius today, why should he be as clear as his position?"

The man nodded. "...has he loaded?"

"He won't admit it in person. We don't have to ask for it when we want to come. But I have seen people who have lost memories. I have to say that some people used to be sloppy and suddenly opened. This is also the case. But even if there is, There are traces to follow before and after. Like this Ning Gongzi, it is a bit strange. Suddenly opened the pipa. The poems and letters are handcuffed, but they are also expressed in Confucianism. The performance before and after is like two people It’s not so much about opening up, but it’s more like thinking about what’s going on. I’m not familiar with it, I can only think about it.”

"If you say that it is like being a monk, it is indeed possible." Wengfu frowned and thought about it, nodded and looked at the people around him. "Wang Ning Liheng is acting, and everything is done under the atmosphere. It is true that people who have let go can do it. It’s really possible for the public to say this. He chose to enter. He actually put down what originally plagued him. Then I started to look at the world again, but I didn’t touch anything that had bothered him. If it was in Hangzhou..."

"If you don't fall in Hangzhou, you don't want to come to him any more." Zhai Zunian smiled and said, "I waited to see his poems. He wrote a few of his own free and easy. He came to him. But he himself wrote poetry. However, I didn’t respect it very much. I went to write a few of Liu’s watermelons. The atmospheric people have it, and the lingering people also have it, but they still have the first classic. If the truth is not in front of me, I am absolutely unbelievable. With so many things, I can only say that I am a talented person. Because I write too well, I don’t care. It is also because of this, he thinks from a young age, can only be a more painstaking question, except Datong’s thoughts. What else can make such a person behave all day long."

"It's a pity. He didn't have a teacher who was acquainted with his knowledge. He missed the best time, but he let him drill the tip of the horn. The older he is, the more he realizes the hardships of the world. Maybe he doesn't think much. He chooses to enter. And then on the grounds of amnesia, became another person..."

In the words of sighs in the ancestors of the ancestors, they formed a speculation about Ning Yi. Honestly, a young man in his twenties will think about Taoism and think about giving up everything. This kind of thing is a bit surprising, but the poems that Ning Yi has done are in front of them, and the things they do are far beyond Sophisticated by peers. On the contrary, people think that this may be possible.

In the land of Beijing, genius is not lacking. The genius in genius has always been seen. In the middle of sitting, except for Ji Kun and Wen Man, the other three are known as the talents of the sky. Ning Yi can make a contour to the "Datong" thing, even if it is shocking, but it can still be understood. Therefore, even though there has always been some cynical Cheng Zhouhai, it is quite curious for this Ning Liheng.

The rain outside the window screamed, and it was evening, everyone talked about the sky, waiting for Qin Yuyuan to come back. However, not long after, a butler came over and said that it was the lord who knew about the arrival of the people. It was just that he had something to come back later and let everyone eat first.

On the afternoon of Qin Yuyuan, there was something going to the Ministry of Housing. It was supposed to be back at this time. At this time, the rooms were some of the most close-knit aides. At this time, the monk smiled and said: "I am not being taken by Tang Qinqian. Feast?"

The butler was familiar with everyone, and smiled and said: "The person who listened to the return said that he was ready to go to the small candle house."

He said that everyone is a bit stunned. Today, the three most famous brothels in Liangliang are the Loulou, the Yanyanju, and the small candlestick. Qin Yuyuan is naturally a romantic scribe in the past. After being in the right phase, he occasionally stays. If you are a guest or a banquet, it is certainly impossible to say that there is no brothel woman, but he has not been a thing for a long time in the past. If it is not an important event such as a grand literary meeting, the prime minister of a country will not be in the broth again. Appeared in it. After hesitation, the younger brother asked, "Who is the guest?"

The housekeeper said: "It seems that sixteen are there."

"Oh, I understand." When the ancestors understood it, they could not help but smile.

*

The rain is falling, and the sky is darker than usual. As a small candlelight in one of the three buildings in Beijing, the lights are shining brightly, like the light that gradually floats on the water in the blue-grey sea.

Located in the middle of the city of Yongliang, but not a bustling street, the small candle house covers a large area, several nearby gardens are the industry of the brothel, and everyone in the weekdays will have a good place to rest. Most of the most high-end brothels in Qianliang are like this. They can be lively and quiet, and can be elegant and vulgar. After all, people who come to this place have spent money, not purely for venting.

At this time, near the evening, one or two literary ceremonies will be opened in the courtyard of the square, and occasionally the entrance and exit of the brothel. Or the clothing is rich. Or the feather fan-wool towel, which is followed by a small donkey or a donkey, and occasionally greets each other, and most of them show a good cultivation. Whether they are animals or not, they will pay attention to the clothes.

A carriage stopped quietly at the street outside the small candlelight, in the rain. The driver of the car was sitting like a pine. Although it was wet by the heavy rain, it still remained motionless. The eyes stared at the surrounding behavior. The curtains were thick and sagged, and several people were surrounded. One of them had already entered the gate of the brothel after listening to the instructions. The capital of the capital is very expensive. The carriage of this carriage is not allowed to be a big one. At this time, it is not too much attention to stop in the rain. Instead, the beautiful old man at the door is asked to greet the person in the principle of not neglecting anyone. Return.

In the small candle house, the courtyards and buildings are still relatively harmonious. Or listen to the talented woman singing. With the words of recent troubles. But today, over the rain curtain. In one of the largest and most splendid courtyards, the atmosphere was enthusiastically playing some of the more vulgar games. In the light of the lights, a sound is outstanding, even in the sound of the four doors closed, you can wear the door and the rain curtain, showing its extraordinary.

The guy shouted as he laughed.

"...small~~~small~~~~Beauty! My little~ is gone... see if it's not in your skirt, wow hahahahaha...you want to go where you are, you must My little is hiding..."

There is an indescribable voice in this voice, which sounds in such a tone and has no sense of contradiction.

Among the rooms, the half-naked woman was evasively panicked. Dressed in a Chinese costume, the messy son, smirked and slammed up...

At this time, there are many men and women in the room. At this time, many women have already had a half-shirt, and they are held in their arms or under their arms. Among the brothels, of course, they are prostitutes, but in these environments, many women’s faces still have a look of embarrassment and embarrassment. The small candle house itself is a place of elegance. The woman who is relatively taller is mostly a talented woman. Although she has not slept with others, most of the cases are relatively respected. It’s just that the group of sons who have come down can’t get rid of them, and people don’t care what you are, so there’s always a small amount of women’s insults. Of course, there will be no one who can't afford it.

Of course, a famous son who has followed each other has his own personality. Some of them have simply pressed the woman under his body and smiled and touched it. Some of them still keep the clothes of the other party intact, or they are carrying oyster sauce. It’s their mood to play around.

At this time on the side of the room, a young man in his early twenties is holding the woman around him and enjoying it. The hand has reached into the skirt of the other party, and the woman can only smile and symbolically struggle. Next to a wretched man turned his head: "Hey, look, you see... every time you play the most, this flower is too old, haha, how, Shao Yuxian, brother did not introduce you wrong. Let's have time, my brother will tell you about it..."

Between the words, the man in the room, known as the flower-aged man, has laughed and hauled the woman’s skirt halfway. In any case, in front of so many people, the whole body still makes the woman somewhat unacceptable, pulling the skirt with a crying In the tug-of-war with the other side, this made the other party more excited and laughed louder. The man named Shao Yu here nodded with a smile, but his hand was unwilling to leave the beauty next to him. Also at this time, someone knocked at the door outside.

The door knocked several times, and the man in the room who was pulling the skirt turned back and said: "Do not open the door! Hahahaha... No one is coming in! I am looking for my little one, what should I do if I open the door and run away?"

However, the door was still pushed open, and the man suddenly turned back and looked at the door, then looked at the door a few times, then hands on his hips: "Lu Qian! I said not to open the door! You see no! See no !Small! Now my little ran away, who is this guy, what is it! I am a sorghum."

He yelled at the waist and the woman behind him quickly pulled back into the skirt and hugged his chest to try to find other clothes. At the door, a man with a knife in the waiting room went down and another black-clad family member arched his hand to the crowd. He hadn’t come in yet. Qin Shaoyu here was a spirit, let go of the woman around him. Then waved up and said: "My family, my family..." trotting to the door.

"Who is your family, who are you! Hey. Who knows who he is? I am a sorghum who talks about seeing me not provoke..."

"The right-handed nephew..." Lu Qian walked over and whispered in his ear.

"Hey... Qin... Qin old man? I seem to say that he is better than Li Gang... that is unbearable? That's it..."

He stood there with a sullen look in frustration. The doorway. After Qin Shaoyu and Jia Ding said a few words, they also carefully looked back and pleaded guilty, saying that they were going to go back immediately, and then quickly walked away with the family. After the person leaves, the flower is too old to point to the other side: "No timid class! Don't call him next time... Lu Qian, you are not going out! Close the door"

Then he turned his head and rubbed his head against the woman who was screaming at the back: "Hey, little ~ chicken ~ chicken~ What do you want? I want to hide my little, right? I like you." This kind of crying look. Hahahaha... You cried out soon..."

The sound is getting smaller and the rain is still there. Qin Shaoyu ran out of the main entrance of the small candlelight, and even the umbrella did not hit. He stood in front of the curtain for a moment, and heard someone inside said: "Come in." This dare to open the curtain. .

There is a small table in the spacious compartment, and Qin Yuyuan and a follower are sitting on both sides. Surrounded by a volume of papers, Qin Yuyuan, whose hair was half white, looked at one with his eyes open, frowning and writing a few words on it, and put it aside. Qin Shaoyu only dared to shrink and shouted: "Bo, uncle..."

"The fleet on the north has already arrived at the beam this afternoon."

Qin Yuyuan glanced at him and knocked on the wall next to it, and the carriage drove up. Among the slight shaking, the old man’s tone was dull. Not like a monk. But Qin Shaoyu still panicked: "Hey, Bo, uncle. I, I... I thought it was raining..." I don't know how to defend it for a while.

"I know." Qin Yuyuan nodded. "Your gentleman, who has already arrived at home, has seen him tonight or tomorrow. His attitude is to be respectful and to benefit him. As for the Ning Yining brother, now I should have already lived in Wenhui Building. I hope that you can see it in the first time. Knowing a useful person is a hundred times better than knowing those sons. You can learn a little bit, and when you do things, it is very Great advantage. It’s not too late, just off the road, I will take you to see him.”

Qin Shaoyu’s body was shocked, and then he stammered: “How can I let my uncle visit you, my uncle, yes, I am wrong, but how important are you, how can I call him first. I, I am here. Go to Wenhui Building, find Ning Shixiong to admit the mistake, Uncle..."

Qin Yuyuan’s daily management is insufficiency for the family’s discipline. Qin Shaoyu came to the capital, although he also felt the majesty of Qin Yuyuan, but he still felt the power of the right Xiangfu. In the past, Qin Yuyuan encountered two words. After all, it’s hard to play a role~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Only at this time, it is what makes Qin Shaoyu scared, and the subconscious mind feels that the uncle is going to see that Ning Yi is actually for him. I couldn't help but want to get off the bus and go to Wenhui Building first, but he didn't dare to say that he ran in front of Qin Yuyuan. On the face of Qin Yuyuan, this showed a smile and waved.

"Okay, I have a sense of proportion, the number of rituals is to be told, but I don't need to be too emotional. This little friend, I have to talk with his peers, to say what he did, you are not rude to him. Waiting for the Wenhui Building, you go in and ask him to sit in my car. I only pass by, that is, for those around him, you have a better attitude. In these few days, you will entertain him with all your heart. If you can get it. His favor is the way you go."

Qin Shaoyu nodded quickly, although he always felt that his uncle had a bad time in seeing Ning Liheng, but more, he still felt that the uncle who was the prime minister was taking care of himself. He took care of all his opportunities, but he really thought about his relatives. After saying those words, the old man picked up another thing and looked like it. Qin Shaoyu chewed this thing. After a while, the old man put down his book and said to him before picking up another book: "Gao Chengen those people, still try to contact them as little as possible."

Qin Shaoyu nodded quickly. Then I saw the old man reaching for his mouth, coughing, and picking up another book and then slowly speaking.

"The character is not good, the name is like an eunuch, unlucky." (To be continued...)