The gentleman sighed softly and said: "Huwei was so smart that he wasted his whole life ------"
Hearing his husband commenting on his grandfather like this, Fang Yan felt a little unhappy and said, "Why have you wasted your whole life?"
"Fang's Tai Chi originally followed the most yin and soft path. Because of your grandfather's character, the term "hard Tai Chi" was born. If you can achieve results on this path and carry forward the hard style of Tai Chi, this can be considered a success. It's a great thing to start a sect. Since you have chosen the right path, you should work hard and work hard on this path. As a result, your grandfather went astray again and wanted to use skill instead of hard work--in the end, he just focused on asking questions. Dao's underestimating enemy stood out and became a rare master of the Heavenly Way in Yanziwu in a century. Huwei was able to create his own hard Tai Chi. Would his qualifications be worse than those of underestimating his enemy? Why did he fail to enter the ranks of the top masters after working hard all his life? It's because he thought too much Yes. There are some things that cannot be taken shortcuts."
"Also, he was originally a master in the inner world, but in order to revitalize the Fang family, he chose to be a guard for the old people within the red wall - this is a good thing and a bad thing. The good thing is that it expanded the Fang family's connections. And connections, the bad thing is that it delays the main business and loses the spirit---when you are with those old people, no matter how strong your temper is, you can't speak in a rough voice. Can a warrior without a temper still be considered a good warrior? ?”
"The heart is higher than the sky, and the fate is thinner than paper. Huwei is ambitious and capable, but why did the Fang family end up in the hands of Mo Qingni, who succeeded unintentionally? It's because Huwei is smart, and relying on this smartness, he can think even better than others. Others are more likely to do so - in this world, most successful people are actually stubborn people. They are all a little paranoid and do not know how to adapt. They will grit their teeth and hold on to something if they are sure of it. ----Sometimes, cleverness can lead to misleading people.”
The gentleman didn't want to explain too much, so he rolled up the white banner in his hand and said to Ye Fengsheng: "Since Fengsheng took it out, why don't you give it to me? I think it was originally meant for me to see." Bar?"
Ye Fengsheng did not dare to disobey and said: "Since sir likes it, then take it---"
The husband nodded and said: "I collected the things. If you don't want to use force to bully me into a big fight, just disperse. You have nothing to do here."
Then he looked at Ye Wenrou and said, "Girl, I asked you to go back and rest, why did you run out again?"
"I'm worried about him." Ye Wenrou said while looking at her husband. Neither humble nor arrogant, neither shy nor secretive. This was exactly what she was thinking, so she said it openly.
The husband liked Ye Wenwen like this very much and said comfortingly: "Go back. He will be fine."
"Thank you, sir." Ye Wenrou said gratefully.
He gently shook Fang Yan's hand and turned around to leave.
Ye Fengsheng and others looked at each other and followed Ye Wenwen away.
Soon, Fang Yan was the only one standing there alone in the husband's courtyard.
The gentleman looked at Fang Yan and said, "Come in."
After saying that, get out of the way of the threshold.
Fang Yanhao didn't hesitate and opened the door.
Bang----
The husband closed the wooden door, and the room fell completely into semi-darkness.
The husband walked to his Lao Teng recliner and sat down, looked at Fang Yan and said, "If you want to sit, you can sit. If you don't want to, just stand."
Fang Yan thought about it and decided to stand - if his husband suddenly attacked him, it would be easier for him to defend or escape.
The gentleman took a sip of large-leaf tea from the enamel jar, looked at Fang Yan standing in front of him and said, "Fang Yan, you have your stand, and I also have mine - my apprentice personally admitted to killing After losing your father, you will be wary and resentful of me as your husband. This is a matter of course. Because no one can guarantee whether the next disaster will happen to you----"
"However, from my standpoint, I feel that this is a misunderstanding and insult to me. Is the appearance of Yanziwu so worthless? Is your character so unworthy of your trust? Times have changed. , the interests everyone prays for are also different. However, no matter how many bastards come out of Yanziwu, there are always some people fighting for the appearance of Yanziwu, fighting for the name on the stone tablet at the entrance of Yanziwu, and fighting for the top of Qingshan Fighting for new or old tombs one after another - there are always some people who regard the existence of Yanziwu as more important than their own lives, and the glory of Yanziwu as more important than their own honor. You humiliate and humiliate me so much, what does this mean for you?"
"Just for----an answer." Fang Yan said again. Being accused by his husband, Fang Yan suddenly felt that what he had always been firm about seemed to become a bit illusory.
Soon, he dismissed such bad thoughts. I am seeking justice for my father, and I am seeking an explanation for the Fang family. He didn't do anything wrong, he didn't do anything wrong.
I am the victim, and I am the one who should feel confident - not the old man sitting opposite me.
Even if you think there is some truth in what he said, it cannot cover up the fact that his apprentice committed murder.
"I tell you, I don't know." The gentleman looked at Fang Yan and said, "Do you believe it?"
Fang Yan thought for a while and said, "I want to believe it in my heart, and I hope it's true - but I don't feel so convinced."
"So, actually it doesn't matter what I say anymore, does it?" Mr. looked at Fang Yan and said.
"So, sir, you mean that the matter will just end like this?" Fang Yan found it difficult to accept this result. If this was the answer he was looking for, what was the point of his trip home? What's the point of him meeting Mr.
Sometimes we can compromise. This is true most of the time.
Yes, or no, some things have to have an answer.
"Do you know why Bai Xiu wants to kill you?" Mr. asked.
"I don't know." Fang Yan shook his head. "I also find it very strange. I have no conflict with him, and we have no interests -----"
"How do you know there is no conflict between you and him? There is no exchange of interest?" the gentleman asked rhetorically.
"If so, it was because of the general's order. Because the general——the general wanted to kill me, he helped the general to kill me?"
"What about the interests of Yanziwu?" said the gentleman.
"What are the benefits of Yanziwu?" Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, looked at the gentleman with wide eyes, and said, "What do you mean, sir?"
The teacher sighed softly and said: "Because I cherish the relationship between master and apprentice, I am willing to give him one more chance - I didn't expect that this opportunity would lead to such a disaster. So, you blame me, I Not unjust."
"Sir, what do you want to say?" Fang Yan vaguely felt that he had caught something. But there is no way to determine it.
"What do you think of this career, sir?" he asked.
"Sir---he is very respected." Fang Yan said.
"Yes. Sir, he is very respected." Mr. said. "anything else?"
"Sir, you can use the red machine." Fang Yan continued.
"Yes, sir, you can use the red machine. What else?"
"------" Fang Yan couldn't think of anything else.
"In addition to being respected by others and being able to use the red machine once in a while, sir - Mr. is just Mr., a poor teacher in Yanziwu. Is that so?" Mr. looked at Fang Yan and asked.
Fang Yan looked at the cloth shirt on his husband's body, looked at the simple and almost shabby home, nodded and said: "It's a bit poor. But, sir, he didn't have to live such a life -----"
Will sir be short of money? If Mr. wants money, there will be countless people willing to give it to him. If the husband wants a woman, countless people will send women to him—I just don’t know if his current body can still be used.
"Sir, you must live this kind of life," he said with a sigh. "Yanziwu is a special place. We have the glory passed down from our ancestors, and we also have responsibilities that need to be fulfilled for thousands of years. What kind of existence is sir? Sir is the teacher of Yanziwu ------- Sir is Yanziwu The leader, sir, is also the suppressor of Yanziwu."
"The warriors of Yanziwu are the sharpest weapons of the country, and they are also the most important weapons of the country - the long sword needs a case, and the sword needs a scabbard. The sharpness of Yanziwu also needs someone to cover it up, and cover it up before hurting yourself. It's not good ------ Mr. is the sword and scabbard of Yanziwu. He is the lubricant between Yanziwu and some big shots. Such a person can only be trapped in Yanziwu for the rest of his life --- --"
"People with a small heart think that Yanziwu is very big. People with a big heart think that Yanziwu is also very small. Some people are willing to stick to it all their lives, but some people think that Yanziwu is like a dragon diving and it is difficult to use their fists---- --"
"Bai Xiu is a big-hearted person, so he thinks Yanziwu is small?" Fang Yan asked.
"Not bad." The gentleman nodded and said. "I was optimistic about Bai Xiu before because I thought he was more suitable than you to stay in Yanziwu ----- This is also the reason why I kept him but rejected you when you both applied for teachers in the school. Bai Xiu is talented. He is smart, can read, and can be calm. At that time, I hoped that he could take over my mantle and become the next gentleman of Yanziwu-----"
"Later I found out that he had too close contact with some outside forces, so I wanted to give him a beating. I wanted him to stick to his heart and let him know that his roots are in Yanziwu---so, I I found him a competitor. I wanted to tell him that I could choose him or someone could replace him."
"That competitor is me?" Fang Yan was surprised. "You never told me about this."
The gentleman looked at Fang Yan and said, "Do you still remember the sword I gave you?"
"That Qingyun Sword?" Fang Yan asked.
"That Qingyun Sword." Mr. replied.
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