The chaos in the country is in the hearts of the people.
I don’t know who said this sentence first. In my spare time, Pin Yipin felt that this sentence had an air of coquettish pedantry. It seems pretentious to say this sentence when the world is peaceful, but when the world is in chaos, think carefully. Thinking about it, people’s hearts have always been chaotic, otherwise how could they be so chaotic so quickly and thoroughly
There is a ferocious beast hidden in people's hearts, and they are asleep most of the time. Once they wake up with the smell of blood, it will be difficult to control this ferocious beast.
Because of the war, how many innocent people have become murderous gangsters.
Fang Xie once again started the killing ring in the county army camp, and then sent the capable generals of the Black Banner Army to reorganize the county soldiers. Since Fang Jie wanted the 30,000 people from the three governors, he had no intention of returning them. go back. And the generals who lead the army are the cronies of the three governors. Just like the roar of the general Lang before his death, Fang Jie will kill them after all.
Fang explained, I won't kill you if you don't make mistakes, this sentence is also true.
But how could they not make mistakes
After leaving the Swallow Tower, Fang Xie asked all his followers to go back, and then left the big dog in a daze on the third floor of the Swallow Tower. He went down the stairs by himself and planned to walk casually along the street. After going downstairs, Fang Jie turned his head and glanced at the big dog standing on a high place, and suddenly wondered if he was a little difficult for him.
Big Dog has always said that he has no desire to restore the country, but that is his heart knot for decades, if there is no confession, he may not be at ease in this life. He himself has been avoiding, Fang Jie wants to help him face it. But when he went downstairs, Fang Jie suddenly noticed that the big dog's figure looked so lonely. Fang Jie shook his head, hoping that it was his own illusion.
A while ago, the blood of the Black Banner Army Tuzu had dried up, and the common people started their normal lives again. On the busy street, Fang Xie raised the collar of his black cloak to cover half of his face. On that day, Fang Jie, a Dapohe man, led the Black Banner Army into the empty alleys of the city. This face is no longer unfamiliar in Yongzhou City.
Fortunately, the collar of Fang Xie's windbreaker was big enough to cover his nose when he stood it up. Only his eyes were exposed, so it was not easy to recognize them.
He stopped in front of a scholar's booth selling calligraphy, and looked at the calligraphy on the table.
To be honest, Fang Jie's handwriting is ugly, so he looks at other people's handwriting very beautifully.
"Ask for words?"
A scholar who looked about forty years old held a book in his hand, raised his eyelids, looked at Fang Xie and asked. Fang Jie shook his head, but the scholar snorted and ignored him.
"Why didn't you ask me whether to buy it or not, but asked me for it?"
Fang Jie asked him.
The scholar rolled his eyes again, and replied with a natural emphasis: "I am a literati, how can I be stained with yellow and white copper, so I can't talk about business. If you want words, you can only ask for it. Strength of character, strength of character, do you understand? "
Fang Jie shook his head: "I don't understand."
The scholar curled his lips, and whispered to himself, what more could he ask for if he didn't even understand the word character
Fang Jie took out a stack of bank notes from his cuff, picked out one hundred taels and put it on the table: "I want to buy a few words."
The scholar was obviously moved when he saw the bank note. He opened his mouth and shook his head: "If you want to ask for words or buy them, I can't write them."
Fang Jie picked out a five hundred taels and put it on the table: "I want to buy a few words."
The scholar licked his lips, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became extraordinarily bright: "My guest, you are really discerning. Even Song Lanqiao, a great Confucian in Yongzhou, praised my handwriting. He said that you can know that someone has talent just by looking at my handwriting." Strong character. Do you know Song Lanqiao? That is a learned Confucian who can be counted in the southwest, famous for thousands of miles."
"Write what?"
"Prosperous wealth."
Answer
The scholar was stunned for a moment, and looked at Fang Jie in disbelief: "Aren't these four words... a bit vulgar? I think you are a very prestigious person. If you want to give it away, why don't you write some words?"
Fang Jie found a one thousand tael bank note and put it down: "Write it a hundred times."
The scholar gritted his teeth: "Good!"
Then I splashed ink, and I have to say that this person's handwriting is extremely fast and excellent, the pen is like a snake, and the big pen dipped in ink is flying on the straight surface. finished. A layer was laid on the ground, and he picked up some stones to hold the paper down. As the last finishing touch, he raised his wrist and smiled triumphantly, as if he was satisfied with the words.
"It's finished, do you want me to deliver it to your house for you?"
Fang Jie looked at the hundred sheets of paper, shook his head, then took back the three bank notes, turned around and left.
"Hello!"
The scholar was furious: "What do you mean? You said you wanted to buy my writing, why don't you want it now? I'm going to the yamen to sue you, don't leave!"
Fang Jie turned his head, glanced at the scholar and shook his head again: "I wanted to buy character, but I couldn't. Also... the Song Lanqiao you mentioned was ransacked and wiped out a while ago. Before he died, he wanted to give away his concubine. Seeking a way to survive, he praised you for your character, so it's not a compliment."
The scholar blushed, and he didn't know what to say.
When Fang Jie walked away, he spat and cursed. Sitting down angrily and cursing, someone came over and asked how this Caiyuanguangjin was sold? The scholar casually replied one tael of silver a piece, if there is less, I will not sell it! The man didn't say a word, took out a tael of silver and put it down, took one and left.
The scholar was stunned, looked at the one tael of silver, and at the Caiyuan Guangjin spread all over the floor.
I always feel that I understand something, but I am confused again.
On this day, he sold five fortune cards and got five taels of silver. In the past ten days, he did not sell a single copper coin. The next day, he wrote and hung up the two big characters of selling characters, and then felt a lot more relaxed in his heart, especially at ease.
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Fang Jie walked to the street corner and saw two old men playing chess, surrounded by five or six people watching, but they were all very polite, no one said a word.
A few meters away from them, there was a beggar curled up under a big locust tree basking in the sun. There was a broken bowl next to it. There were rice and vegetables in the broken bowl. It seemed that the life of this beggar was not too hard. In the distance, there was a wild dog staring at this side all the time, maybe only the broken bowl and the food in his eyes.
Fang Jie didn't watch the two old men play chess, but sat down beside the beggar and asked, "Do you sell food?"
The beggar opened his eyes and looked at Fang Xie in surprise. After confirming that Fang Xie was really asking him, he hesitated for a while before tentatively answering: "Sell?"
"How to sell?"
Fang asked.
"Five...five Wen?"
The beggar asked tentatively again.
"One hundred taels."
Fang Jie handed the one hundred tael silver note to the beggar.
The beggar opened his mouth wide enough to swallow a goose egg, but he stretched out his hand but didn't dare to take it.
"I... what else can I do for you?"
asked the beggar with trembling lips.
"Do you think this one hundred taels of silver is too much?"
Fang asked.
"Um!"
The beggar nodded vigorously: "If you give me alms, this one hundred taels is indeed too much. Like me, even if you take this one hundred taels of silver bills to the bank, you will not be able to exchange them for silver, or the silver bills will be taken away." Beat it out with sticks, or be tied up and sent to the officials to say that I stole it... I really want to take this bank note, but I can't."
Fang Jie nodded, and touched the money bag, which contained dozens of taels of silver.
"Twelve?"
he asked the beggar.
"good!"
The beggar nodded like a pounding garlic, took the silver and handed over the broken bowl. Fang Jie shook his head, pointed to the hungry wild dog not far away: "Feed it."
"Feed it? Why?"
asked the beggar.
Fang Jie didn't answer, and the beggar didn't want to ask any more questions. He put the broken bowl on the side of the road and then returned. The wild dog hesitated for a while, but finally couldn't stand the temptation of the food. Look this way, grinning at people passing by from time to time. The beggar walked back, thinking that he had really met a strange person, who spent money to buy the leftovers of the beggar to feed the wild dogs, even if he told this story, no one would believe it.
Fang Jie looked at the wild dog and shook his head.
He remembered this dog. On the first day he woke up, when he was standing by the dry lake in Luofu, there was a dog howling in the ruins in the distance. Later, Fang Jie sent people to dig up the ruins and found an old corpse inside. The old man didn't heed the Black Banner Army's advice to leave his home, but Luo Yao's Vajra Realm shattered the house and buried him inside.
"There's still some silver here."
Fang Jie handed it to the beggar: "Find five people randomly on the street, go west and turn around the corner. There is a scholar who sells calligraphy, and ask them to help you buy five paintings."
The beggar was stunned again, thinking that he had seen many strange people, and this was the first time he had seen such strange people. But he didn't dare to refuse, who knows what the origin of this master is, he got up and begged a few people on the street to sell calligraphy, and the remaining few taels of silver were collected by himself.
"Ask you a question."
After the beggar came back, he explained.
"You said, I walk around the streets, and I don't know anything else. I have heard a lot of things like whose widow has a concubine, and whose man has a woman outside."
Fang Jie ignored it, and asked after a while of silence: "Some people make chaos, so the world is in chaos, and then the people are in chaos. After the people are in chaos, the good people become evil. Many simple and simple people become bloodthirsty. Pick up the butcher knife. How to stop this kind of thing?"
The beggar was completely dumbfounded, and asked in a daze, "Are you asking me?"
"yes."
"this… "
The beggar thought for a while, then sat up straight and replied, "It's not because the world is in chaos. People's hearts are the most ruthless thing. Just like that wild dog over there, it is hungry and dare not eat people." , but once it is really hungry one day and runs to the graveyard to eat the dead, then it dares to speak to the living the next day. The same is true for humans. They have evil thoughts in their hearts, but they are not usually hungry, so There is no need to do evil. If you are so hungry, the master can bite."
"How to solve it?"
Fang asked.
"Kill it."
The beggar replied naturally: "In this world, there is a lack of a cold-blooded and ruthless person who will kill him from the beginning to the end, until everyone's heart trembles. No one dares to oppose him. He will do what he says, so that order will be restored. Come here. Although I haven't read any books, I also know that the founding emperors of all dynasties didn't have a million lives in their hands? There are many, maybe tens of millions."
"As for the evil in people's hearts, we can teach it by promoting goodness in times of peace. Everyone praises goodness, and the evil will hide obediently and dare not run around. People are imitating each other, and they will do whatever they want. Just like this dog, if you follow good people, you will keep good. If you follow evil people, you will only bite people. But in troubled times, does Yang Shan have a dick?"
The beggar said a foul word, quickly shut up and smiled apologetically.
"Kill that dog. There is a new grave to the west of Luo Yao Mansion. Bury the dog next to the grave."
"Why?"
"Keep good."
Fang Jie got up and put down the one hundred tael silver note: "Thank you."
"Thanks?"
The beggar was extremely surprised: "Thank you for killing this dog?"
"Both."
Fang Jie patted the dirt on his clothes, and glanced at the dog that was looking fiercely at him.
"You, what's the matter?"
The beggar couldn't help asking curiously.
Fang Jie tidied up his clothes and walked away slowly. The beggar watched him leave until Fang Jie completely disappeared from his sight. Then he dug out another bowl of leftovers from the haystack next to the big locust tree, and whistled at the wild dog. The wild dog hesitated for a moment, but finally came over tentatively. When the wild dog lowered its head to eat, the beggar quickly wrapped a rope around the dog's neck and dragged it away. It didn't take long for the dog to lose its breath.
Beggars kill dogs, this is a good game.