At the beginning of July, the city of Hangzhou was broken and the world was in chaos. Everyone was busy running for their lives and finding a way out. "" Net. At that time, the sea boat at the Qiantang River Wharf in the south of Hangzhou was the easiest and safest escape route. Ning Yi also had an idea there at the beginning, but it was not the only option. What's more, everyone thought that the Wude Camp was an elite teacher. Ning Yi had confidence in Hangzhou's ability to hold on, but he did not expect that it would be broken so quickly.
I also heard some things on the way to escape after breaking the city, including Qian Xiwen's escape by boat at the first time. In Ning Yi's eyes, Confucian scholars are either rigid and monotonous, hard to carve from rotten wood, or cunning and slick, playing tricks.
But in fact, after the city was broken, the old man did not really leave with the boat. It is said that after sending some potential juniors from the Qian family on board, he took some old servants and sneaked off the ship. From the beginning to the end, even if there were teams that broke through, he did not leave Hangzhou with anyone.
After sending off some people who could be sent away, the old man gathered some loyal servants, relatives, and some soldiers who were too late to escape, and resisted near the old house of the Qian family. There were not many people, but it was said that the resistance was very strong, and they fought for about a night.
After Ning Yi was arrested, he naturally did not pay attention to the question of how the Qian family was. It's just that in the academy in recent days, some students want to kill him, and some students want to protect him, which is almost split. Students who want to protect him naturally have a better relationship with him. Someone probably told him about the beheading here, and he later learned that Qian Xiwen had not left. This morning, I said hello to Ah Chang and said that I wanted to come and see, and the other party agreed, and then came over together.
On the surface, the Ba Dao Camp's supervision of him was not strict. In Ning Yi's opinion, he also wanted him to come out and see for himself. After the city was broken, how desolate the scene and what happened in the city, and how tragic the end of the disobedient, let him take the initiative to look at it was also a kind of psychological warfare.
Ning Yi was naturally willing to go out for a walk, mainly because he could seek an opportunity to escape. But at the time, he also understood that his body had not recovered, and with Xiaochan, after the other party experienced the incidents in Taiping Lane and Huzhou, he couldn't find too many opportunities. Since he can't take the risk, why let the other party see through him too easily, and just stay near the academy and rest. When he spoke this time, the other party was a little happy. He came to visit the prison and let him see the beheading by the way, which is the best thing.
"I've heard this Qian Xiwen you mentioned. I heard that his knowledge is very good. He didn't come out to bluff people. He was very powerful. He deliberately didn't leave. When we caught him, he didn't commit suicide. 《》net.) Some people in his family were also arrested and made him submit... You know, a lot of messy things, one of them was heard to be his own son, his hands were chopped off in front of him, and he had no eyes. Blink... Anyway, their family is going to be killed today, you have an old relationship with him, it's better to go and see, if you can convince him to survive, it will be even better... But I don't think so."
Among the two people who followed Ning Yi, Ah Chang was relatively serious, while Ah Ming was a little more frivolous, but when it came to Qian Xiwen at this time, he was somewhat admired.
Xiaochan was left outside. After the long corridor of the cell, many people were crying. Some of them were family members of Qian who never escaped, and most of them had already been tortured. One or two Ning Yi even had the impression that when Ning Yi visited the Qian Mansion for the first time, he met a young man who had run into a coral pen that stole money from Xiwen. Ning Yi did not remember the name of the other party. The young man had a broken leg and collapsed in the cell, without much breath.
Ning Yi was still thinking, but after walking a few meters, a voice suddenly came from behind: "My name is Qian Weiliang!" He frowned and turned back, and it was the young man who called. At this time, there were many people in the cell calling for help or something else. Yes, the young man said his name without saying anything else. After a while, he heard a few people say his name again: "My name is Qian Weiqi." "My name is Qian Haiting." That's Qian Hai Ting's is a middle-aged man with no hands.
Then I heard a jailer say: "Damn, every time someone comes, say it once..."
When he entered the innermost cell, Ning Yi saw Qian Xiwen. The old man did not seem to have been abused. Except for the scraped skin on his forehead, which had formed blood scabs, the rest of the place did not appear to be injured. At that time, his clothes were neat, and he was arranging his clothes and hair with a basin of clear water. The light in the cell was not strong, so he narrowed his eyes for a while before he could see Ning Yi clearly.
The jailer opened the cell door at the urging of Ah Ming. After Ning Yi entered, several people left. The old man tidied his hair and glanced at Ning Yi: "You... were also caught."
Ning Yi nodded.
"You voted for them?" Qian Xiwen looked at him, then nodded, "Well, the person who knows the current affairs is Junjie, you are a pragmatic person, and you have a life... that's fine."
"I don't know if it counts as investing in them now. I heard that Mr. Qian, you left by boat as soon as possible, but yesterday I heard that you stayed, so I wanted to come and see."
Qian Xiwen's eyes showed some doubts: "Oh, what's going on?"
"I..." Ning Yi thought for a while, and finally shook his head, "I... Oh, Qian Haiping and the others escaped, they should have arrived in Huzhou by now, there are a few people I know, they are... I think you might want to hear about them. In this matter, they survived. (""net.)"
"Oh." The corner of the old man's mouth smiled slightly, "In the past few days, people have come to persuade me one after another. They have used all their thoughts. You are the last one. This news is very good. How are you now?"
"I don't know either, but I didn't want to persuade you, just to see you." Ning Yi nodded.
"Let's talk about it, it's fine." The old man laughed, "Fang La and the others broke into Hangzhou soon, just when they were in urgent need of employment, it's not difficult if they really want to stand out. The old man has been in this world for decades. There is some experience in this way. If Ning Heng’s current situation has any difficulties, you might as well talk about it, maybe this old man can help you with some opinions.”
His words were sincere and harmonious, and it seemed that he thought that Ning Yi had already taken refuge with Fang La, but instead he wanted to help Ning Yi with some advice to save his life or take a higher position. Ning Yi looked at the old man for a while, and then said: "What happened recently, the old man wants to hear?"
"Talk, talk about..."
"Heh, I, Qian Haiping, Tang Xiuxuan, old Tang, Chen Xingdu and the others, after the city was broken that day..."
Ning Yi's original purpose of coming here was not to tell a story, but at this time, he felt that it was okay to talk about it. After he said this, Qian Xiwen realized that things were a little different. The old man listened to the whole story of the fleeing team going all the way north and then falling into a critical situation, and the look in his eyes changed a little. He patted his thigh and said slowly, "Okay." After that, he didn't speak any more. After listening to Ning Yi tell the whole story, he nodded again and said, "Okay." I just thought that Ning Yi had defected, but the understandable and tolerant eyes were completely different.
"Extraordinary people can do extraordinary things... Well, Prime Minister Qin values you, and I'm not mistaken. You have to stay useful and wait for the future... Fang La's army is not dominant, and it may stop when it reaches Hangzhou, and it will last for a long time. No. You're going to live, you're going to live..."
He murmured this sentence, Ning Yi looked at him: "I have heard of some pedantic scribes in some stories before, some people sounded great, and some people didn't seem so It is necessary. Mr. Qian, if the city of Hangzhou is destroyed and it is too late to escape, I can understand you. I just don’t understand why you have to come back after leaving. You are a pragmatic person who understands the way of running a country. If you leave, your help will be even greater. of."
Qian Xiwen looked up at him: "Liheng... Can't agree?"
Ning Yi took a breath: "Those people outside are not worth it."
Qian Xiwen also obviously paused at this time. After a long while, he nodded and said, "Yeah... They are all good boys, it's a pity..."
"I..." Ning Yi was about to speak, when Qian Xiwen suddenly looked up again: "Liheng thinks, what is the most important thing for literati of my generation?"
Ning Yi thought for a while: "I don't want to lie to you, everyone has their own opinions, there is something a literati should do, but when it comes to what should be done, I'm afraid no one can tell, and... I'm not a literati. ."
Hearing his answer, Qian Xiwen laughed: "Yeah, so you can do extraordinary things, you can... reverse the situation in Huzhou in one fell swoop." Speaking of this, the old man seemed a little excited, "But... After decades of Confucianism, we have come to the conclusion that the most important thing for Confucians of my generation is to defend Taoism after all.”
Ning Yi frowned, Qian Xiwen laughed for a while: "Since I met Liheng, you and I haven't talked much, but in the past few months, I already know what kind of person Liheng is. Liheng is me, presumably I also heard some things, the original Liqiu Poetry Club, this Liqiu Poetry Club, including all kinds of official exchanges and power tactics, Li Heng also said that the old man is a pragmatic person, yes, pragmatic..."
He sighed and seemed to be quite emotional about this word: "But Liheng, think about it, if it weren't for the officialdom, if it weren't for the military, if not everyone chose this smart and pragmatic way. They called. When we felt that something was impossible, everyone turned around and ran away. How could Hangzhou be trapped so quickly. If we were talking about the sages and sages all day long, saying that the righteous people should die, but when the city was broken, there was no one People are willing to do stupid things, but who is willing to believe the words of the sages?"
"Speaking of patriotism and the festival of death, death is imminent, but no one wants to go. Isn't that Confucianism, something that can't be seen or touched? Liheng, this may sound a little too pragmatic, but My generation of Confucians, every year, how many people should die, how many people... People with names, die under the slaughter, die on the Golden Palace, die in front of these millions of people, really can't retreat when they die, so can I remind People of the world, this Confucian way is true. To die for injustice, my generation is considered to be a sage of the past. I died in this city of Hangzhou to remind everyone that there are indeed some people who have resisted, lest they want to When talking about it, when the blood is hot, I can't find a name that can be said..."
He spoke a little excitedly, his arms trembled, and he groped to put on his hat: "I'm old enough to die, Liheng, you don't deserve to die, and those children outside don't deserve to die, but there is no other way, among them , and there are those who have been taught by me to believe this, and they can be regarded as... they deserve to die."
There was a faint light shining in from the gap, and the dust was floating in the air. When the old man said this, he smiled slightly: "So it may not sound good to say this, but the so-called defending Dao is actually... When the time is right, I will die for you to see. I have already died a lot. Because of my reputation, On the contrary, after being subservient to others, it also caused those children to suffer for a few more days... Tired of false names..."
Ning Yi was a little silent. He had both respect and disdain for Confucianism. What he admired was nothing more than a huge and self-consistent ruling system created by the system in the name of Confucianism and the rules of the family world, like a spider web. The dense art of domination. What they disdain is that most Confucian students are stupid when they read and read, and they don't think about anything or think about everything, but this old man in front of him really makes the word Confucianism, and it seems a little great.
Pragmatic and practical on weekdays, when the time is right... let me die for you.
Just like many Confucian scholars who touched the pillars in front of the temple and died, like the later Wen Tianxiang who threw a cliff into the sea, Juda scolded Zhu Di after Fang Xiaoru was beheaded. In the eyes of later generations, many people may seem a little stupid, thinking that they have not accomplished anything, but if Confucianism is regarded as a cause, after all, it is these talents who have really done things, and they are truly continuing the unique learning for the sake of the past. If you say it, it is really "die for others to see".
Ning Yi didn't do this, but it was hard not to admire it. After thinking about it in his heart, he had been killed outside for a few days. After all, he was afraid that many people would still die like this. Said: "When I came in just now... a few people were talking about their names, in the end they..."
The old man laughed: "They just want people to remember that there are a few people like this, so let's show you how they died... They are all good children, those who shouted, and those who didn't..."
He thought for a while, then patted Ning Yi's shoulder again: "If you can live, you should live. You have to live to do things. You are still young, so don't think about it. In the future, take this as a story and tell it to others... "
Afterwards, the old man did not talk about the Confucianism, but remembered the safety of Su Tan'er and the Su family, and asked, and then seemed to be a little rambling about some names, asking if there were any of these people in the escape team. Ning Yi didn't remember much. After chatting with him for a while, the last thing he kept thinking about was the coral pen in the old man's house. The old man was very strict with his family, and his children didn’t have much money to spend. When he really needed money, he would steal the old man’s pen, and the old man would give a reward of ten thousand dollars at home. I gave ten coins, so the children in the family would steal it once, pay it back, steal it once, pay it back, and get the money every time.
Haha, that guy who stole things can be so tough...
Ning Yi thought about this, his heart was almost old, he had not heard such an interesting story for a long time, Wei Wei was moved a little...
At noon, the jailer came in and opened the cell door. Not long after, under the scorching sun, on the khaki-colored square outside, a row of heads was cut off. In the crowd, some cheered and cheered loudly, while others were silent and solemn. Ning Yi stood in the crowd and watched the beheading. the whole process of…
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