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Chapter 65 Night Talk 1

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    The other party was able to see what he was thinking right away!

    Although Yan Xing was a little surprised when his thoughts were revealed, Master Yan had already surprised him a lot before. He nodded and said:

    "Of course, I have this confusion in my heart!"

    Seeing Yan Xing¡¯s magnanimous look, the middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled again and said:

    "You are living in the mountains and forests. Although you are defeated, you are not in chaos. Everything you do is planned and then acted. Such a great person is controlled by the people in the mountains. He is trapped and unable to achieve his goals. How can he not be resentful? When human feelings are enough, he suffers from indulgence. It will take a while.  Because of desire, I forget the principles of caution. I have lived in the mountains for a long time, and I know the nature of the mountain people well. I can make the best use of the situation, so the people in the mountains respect me and respect me as their teacher!"

    Yan Xing remembered what the girl had said. This middle-aged Confucian scholar always came to help the mountain people when they were most confused and helpless. The mountain people didn't believe him and were not upset. They just took matters into their own hands and waited until the mountain people had no other choice  When she left and begged him for help, the problem was solved with just one move from him.  After several lessons, the mountain people all listened to his words and regarded him as a teacher or a god.

    Such means and mind are not common to ordinary people. Yan Xing immediately calmed down and concentrated on dealing with it carefully.

    "The people in the settlement are willing to take in a poor man like me, and they are extremely grateful. They reciprocate the favor. It is their job to drive out the evildoers in the settlement. How can they feel resentful because the mountain people do not listen to my orders?  "

    When the middle-aged Confucian scholar heard what Yan Xing said, he shook his head without comment, changed the topic and continued:

    "Where do the guests come from?"

    "Liangzhou!"

    "Why are you living in the mountains?"

    "While guarding a merchant traveler, I encountered a group of thieves on the road. I was exhausted and fled here."

    Although Yan Xing knew that these remarks could not be concealed from the other party, he was not afraid that the other party would see through them. Instead, he became more calm and responded calmly.  When the middle-aged Confucian scholar saw that he was hiding something, he didn't say anything. He just pointed at the paper in front of him, pushed the paper towards Yan Xing, and continued to ask:

    "Do you know where this is?"

    Yan Xing followed the middle-aged Confucian scholar's fingers and looked down. He saw that what he drew on the paper was unusual. It was very different from the silk paintings and colorful paintings he usually saw. The pen and ink were vertical and horizontal, with alternate landscape shapes and the outline of a high wall as a containment.  , this graffiti looks random and scattered, without the exquisiteness of silk paintings, but there is a faint spirit of war between the strokes of the brush.  His heart was shocked, and he suddenly thought of what the other party had deliberately drawn with pen and ink. However, when the words came to his lips, he was stunned and did not speak. After a while, he slowly said:

    "I'm sorry, but I really don't know where this place is."

    The middle-aged Confucian scholar seemed to have guessed that he would be like this. He laughed, pointed at the high wall and fortified city, and said with a smile:

    "This is Chencang City. It is small but strong. It can contain the gold from the west. It has high mountains and long rivers. It is the most dangerous place. The overthrow of the army and the killing of generals are right here!"

    The other party had obviously figured out where he was fleeing from, and he improvised to use pen and ink to paint to beat himself up. Yan Xing didn't take it seriously and said with a smile:

    "I see, when I look at your paintings, you can see that they are majestic and mighty enough to swallow up the world, but I wonder if you know the general trend of the world?"

    "The general trend of the world is full of turmoil. How can I, a man from the mountains, comment? On the other hand, there is a murderous spirit in the gentleman's eyebrows, and he seems to have great ambitions in his chest. Why not express your thoughts and speak boldly!"

    Yan Xing was not humble, so he nodded and said:

    "I have this intention. Now the world is in chaos, wars are everywhere, the Han Dynasty has declined, and the government is weak. People say that the new emperor will come from the west, save all the people from hanging upside down, and restore the peace of the world¡ª¡ª"

    "Otherwise, otherwise!" Upon hearing this, the middle-aged Confucian scholar immediately shook his head and interrupted Yan Xing's words. He looked into Yan Xing's eyes and continued:

    "As you said, the world is already in chaos, so the one who can bring peace to the world must not be the new emperor of the West!"

    "Why is this?"

    Yan Xing did not avoid the middle-aged Confucian scholar's eyes and looked directly at him and asked.

    "I heard that the people are the foundation of a country, and the foundation of the country is peace. Nowadays, the officials in the state and county are greedy and cruel, the powerful nobles are arrogant and extravagant, and the relatives and eunuchs have changed their power. There is a lot of charity from above, but it is difficult to benefit the people below, and the people below are suffering from broken families and bereavements.  It is also difficult to reach heaven to hear, the officials are trying to kill the people, like tigers and jackals, hungry people are dying in the road, and the bones are covered with frost. Therefore, the people are boiling with resentment, thieves are not stopping, one man is in trouble, and there is chaos in all directions. The feathers are flying, as fast as sparks of fire,  The master of counter-rebellion is on the road¡ª¡ª"

    The middle-aged Confucian scholar did not directly answer Yan Xing's question. Instead, he talked about the chaos in the world that Yan Xing mentioned at the beginning. His words were like a river, criticizing the current ills, and what he said hit the point.??Although he was interrupted, he couldn't help but nodded slightly when he heard the other party's remarks. If he didn't have a clear understanding of the general trend of the world, how could he have said it so clearly.

    I just don¡¯t know why I didn¡¯t finish all the words?

    Facing Yan Xing¡¯s questioning eyes, the middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled slightly and said:

    "Do you think what I just said is true?"

    ¡°Sir, you are a very talented man, and your words about the overall situation are practical and relevant to the current world!¡±

    Facing Yan Xing¡¯s praise, the middle-aged Confucian scholar did not have any emotional fluctuations.  He waved his clothes and continued:

    "So the world is already in chaos, and people like Han Sui and Wang Guo are definitely not the ones who can save the world and save lives. They are only waging war and wasting their efforts?"

    The other party finally got to the point. A cold light flashed in Yan Xing's eyes, and he continued to ask calmly:

    "What do you mean, sir?"

    The middle-aged Confucian scholar suddenly stood up, walked straight to the door of the house, and stood with his hands behind his hands. The momentum in his body suddenly burst out. He looked into the wind, his beard and hair fluttering, like a person in a fairyland, and he kept saying every word loudly.  said:

    "You know that the country is based on the people, and the people are based on agriculture. Wang Guo, Han Sui and others, relying on the good horses and soldiers of Liangzhou, invaded Sanfu and brought disaster to the people. Wherever they went, the counties and counties were ruined and the farmland was destroyed.  People, cattle and horses, take other people's women for pleasure, and the people of Guizhou and the common people are fleeing together, just like they are avoiding enemy bandits. How can these thieves who ruin the people save the people from hanging upside down and restore the peace and prosperity of the world!"

    When he said this, the middle-aged Confucian scholar laughed loudly, and his laughter contained the vicissitudes and helplessness of seeing through the world and human feelings.  He smiled to the extreme and seemed to be crying. Regardless of Yan Xing still sitting in the seat, he sang loudly as if no one was watching:

    "The heaven and the earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs; the saints are unkind and regard the common people as stupid dogs."

    "Between the heaven and the earth, is it like a plow? It is empty but not pruned, and when it moves it becomes more and more out."

    "It's better to stay true to the core than to talk too much."

    The singing went away with the wind, like lamentation or emotion, like weeping or talking. The lingering sound echoed on the beams in the middle of the room, pouring into Yan Xing's ears continuously like filaments.

    Yan Xing remained silent, listening to the other party singing and expressing his emotions.  It can be seen that the other party has the talent to manage the world and benefit the people, but he is unknown in the mountains and fields. Although he has seen through the changes in the general trend of the world, he can only chant the wind and admire the moon, and sigh that his ambition is useless.

    There is no moon tonight, and the black night sky is like the troubled times of the late Han Dynasty. And tonight under this dark night sky, there are countless people who are lamenting and singing, and are unable to sleep!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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