What happened this night, Liu Xigua was alone in this small shop waiting for the Qi family members to come over, then, if the Qi family members have a source, suspecting that the owner of this small shop is actually a A relatively reliable guess. **(..)
The Qi family's killers came in a hurry. Although Lou Jingzhi and others had a hard time separating their thoughts and controlling the overall situation, Ning Yi was someone who had spent a lifetime on people's hearts, so he would still be vigilant at this time. difficult. The thought just flashed through his mind, and he only kept a point or two of vigilance towards the boss, and more of his attention was spent on the fight ahead, but Qi Xinyong's shouting was too amazing, he subconsciously prepared to fight The gun, the figure beside him violently, the muzzle was handed to the other party's head. .
Even a martial arts master, under these circumstances, he wanted to kill Liu Xigua with all his might, so how could he possibly be able to be hit by a musket. Here, everyone was startled, and the Qi family members were also brave. Seeing that the situation was not good, they ran away.
The self-introduction that I just started, and people ran away before listening to it, which is really rude, but recently, no one has really taken his bloody slaughter as a thing, and the response is cold and cold, so I am used to it. . On the other hand, one of Lou Jing's pedestrians who happened to be at the meeting suffered the most casualties, but people came and went quickly. Several people were shocked. Lou Jingzhi's hand holding the sword was shaking, and there was still some unknown in his expression. overwhelmed. Only Liu Xigua, after a while, took the punching gesture that was even quite ornamental, and after standing for a while as quietly as here, he laughed softly as his eyes wandered.
"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha..."
She had no idea of chasing after Qi's family from the beginning. At this time, her hands were lightly pressed against her lips, looking at Ning Yi and smiling uncontrollably, and then she turned her eyes away. It was probably Ning Yi's last "blood-handed man slaughter" amused. took her. The laughter continued, but it did not seem rude, like a mountain flower like a silver bell. Spread out on this dark and quiet long street.
Ning Yi covered his forehead, then shook his head and laughed: "Hehe...hehe..."
Over there, Lou Jingzhi looked at the man and the woman who were smiling, and his face became a little ugly. When Jiawei came to ask him what to do next, he didn't know what to do for a while. The girl on the opposite side leaned down slightly with a smile, and when she raised her head again, a thick veil was covering her face. After a while, she said, "Go." She went to the opposite wall, pulled out the giant blade with both hands, dragged it to the damaged shop, grabbed a piece of felt cloth and wrapped the Naha sword. behind the back. During the whole process, the girl didn't look at Lou Jing again, Ning Yi walked back with her, far away, the soldiers who got the information had already come here.
The fire flashed across the street, the voices were noisy, and after a while, it went dark again. The street where Ning Yi and Liu Xigua walk is remote. The two did not walk fast. The girl was silent for a while, and then spoke again, her voice was a little heavy at this time.
"...My family and Uncle Qi were originally friends from the world. Although it's not as good as being close to Uncle Fang, the rivers and lakes intersect. It's always a tacit friendship. I thought this friendship would be passed down from generation to generation, but I didn't expect it to become It ended like this. Originally, they were all Jianghu people. They fought and fought, and in the end, they would only say that they could not help themselves…”
It was late at night, and the girl's face was hidden behind the veil, so she couldn't see her expression, but her words were low, and she was more of a self-talk than a heart-to-heart talk. Ning Yi walked aside without answering. In front of him was a small stone bridge. The grass and flowers and trees beside the bridge were silent in the darkness. A small yard across the river shone a little light, and the Wu Peng boat swayed gently under the bridge. on.
The nature of the relationship between the two people is actually more than friends. After the girl said this, she probably felt that she shouldn't say too much, and there is no post. After a while, she gave a soft "uh", and suddenly raised her hand to cover her mouth, Ning Yi turned her head: "What's wrong?"
She didn't say a word, just waved at Ning Yi, then ran towards the front quickly, stood by the railing of the stone bridge, and leaned out slightly, as if she was about to vomit, but then she just coughed twice. Ning Yi saw the figure sway a few times, then leaned forward under the bridge.
At this time, the girl carried a heavy knife on her back and leaned down, unable to stop the castration, but she also slowly leaned forward. Her hands had already fallen, and then her feet suddenly left the ground, her lower abdomen was pressed against the railing, and the seesaw Also, it looks interesting from a distance. Ning Yi could see that she had begun to faint, and she probably still retained a trace of consciousness. She waved her hands, but finally she was top-heavy and fell towards the river under the bridge.
The girl just fell out of the railing, and Ning Yi had already rushed there, reaching out and grabbing the cloth tied to the giant blade, the girl's body was hanging from below. After shaking a few times like this, the strip of cloth didn't seem to be very strong, and it was about to break as soon as it was seen. The girl below moved slightly. Then, a strong force lifted the person with a knife, Ning Yi released it, and the girl The body suddenly flipped up in mid-air.
With a bang and a bang, the girl's figure flew several times on the water, kicked the giant blade that was freed from the bondage, and threw her body towards the shore. The giant blade fell into the water, splashing high water, and there was a small piece of grass on the bank of the river. The girl's body fell on the grass and rolled twice and hit the river bank. She stumbled a few times, propped herself up with one hand, and spit out a mouthful of blood.
After the blood vomited, the girl seemed to wake up. She lay down for a while, tore off the blood-stained scarf, moved to the back, sat down against the river bank, took a few deep breaths, and then bent her legs. Reaching out and hugging, curled up in the darkness by the bridge.
No matter how high her martial arts skills are, they are still limited. Ning Yi didn't know anything about Qi Yuankang, but the girl in front of her was thinking about her past friendship, and she felt that she had to take action to settle the matter. The other party hit the road, and then turned to meet this round of killers from the Qi family. She took a sigh of relief and followed the rules of the rivers and lakes in her heart. By this time, the internal injury could not be suppressed.
The internal kung fu repair is just one breath. At this time, the internal injuries accumulate and vomit blood, which means that the injury is very serious. Ning Yi walked around the bridge and jumped off the river embankment. The girl glanced at him and said with a light smile, "Tu Ning Liheng, the blood-handed man? Under the tyrant, Liu Dabiao... Please give me more advice."
"It's easy to talk about it." Ning Yi said something, sat down beside him, and then added in a low voice, "I've been looking forward to it for a long time."
"Oh, it's time to look up... That's my dad... I'm the tyrant Liu Xigua..." She said softly. After thinking for a while, "what if you are told to cut watermelon with a knife, others will laugh... In the future, some people will call it Liu Dabiao, a watermelon knife, and Liu Xigua, a watermelon knife. Maybe there is also a watermelon knife Liu Donggua. When I was a child, my name was Watermelon. , if someone is against me, they want to be called Liu Donggua. Liu Donggua, ah Liu Donggua…”
Probably relieved, and temporarily put the pressure on her shoulders, the girl's voice was soft, recalling the past, and teasing herself. Ning Yi looked at the river flowing in front of him. Said: "And Liu Pumpkin... If it's called Liu Beigua, everyone has to think about what a Beigua is. But as long as there are more people beheading, but what kind of melon is called a knife, no one will laugh at it. Although my name is Xueshou Rentu, but I have no martial arts skills, even if the name is louder, everyone will not necessarily be afraid."
"Blood-handed Ren Tu Na is not loud." The girl laughed and then looked at him. "However. Saying you don't have any martial arts skills would be misleading. Although you have such an ugly nickname, my famous tyrant, Liu Xigua, thinks that one day, you will be famous all over the world."
"It's auspicious for the watermelon."
"Well... Watermelon Jiyan..." She nodded, and then repeated Ning Yi's words. Gradually he laughed, suppressing his voice. He even slapped the grass with his fist twice for a long while with a smile. I couldn't help coughing, and then adjusted my breathing: "Actually, I wanted to trouble Li Tianyou tonight, but I was injured first, and then there was a fight, so I couldn't do it. Now you I also killed one of them, and let's stop this matter, okay?"
"Well, I didn't think about what to do at first, so it's not good to be aggressive."
"Aggressive... Hehe." Liu Xigua smiled, "Nothing aggressive. Back then, Uncle Fang and Daddy were planning an uprising, as well as Aunt Baihua and Uncle Qi. They all came here from time to time. While Daddy was dealing with things in Zhuangzhong and pointing fingers, they asked me what my ambitions were in the future, and I said, I want to be a female emperor in the future and take care of many people. At that time, everyone agreed that if the incident can be successful, then I will do it. Make me a female emperor, as long as I see things, I can manage."
The girl usually treats people and things, although there are times when she pretends to be heroic, but she is paranoid and indifferent, and some are similar to the image of the so-called "three no girls" in later generations. Couldn't help but laugh. As for the female emperor, it is easy to understand. With her current position in front of Fang La, if the incident can be successful, the Ba Dao Battalion will rule a county and a county, and making her a female emperor or something is not a big deal. .
"Li Tianyou, relying on his brother's prestige, thought that what I said was false, and always reached out to test it. He always thought that the intrigue with those people could be brought before me, and he always thought that I was the same as everyone else. If it wasn't for Uncle Qi, the people around him would have died tonight, but in the end... With Li Tianrun here, I still can't kill him, so... let's forget it... "
At the end of her speech, there was still a hint of irony in her words. Li Tianyou tried all kinds of provocations, thinking that what happened tonight was still within the limits, but he didn't know that it was actually beyond the tolerance level of the girl in front of him, but even if the girl can be unreasonable in many things, she is still one of the world's most powerful people. Now that she is a member of the staff, there are many things that she can't do as she wants. It is probably because she thought of this that she said these somewhat disinterested words.
"Actually, there is no difference between me. People are in the arena and intrigue... However, I think I am very powerful. I am very good at taking care of the things around me. The people in the Ba Dao Camp have a better life than them. People who live a good life, More than in other places. Five hundred years up and down, many emperors have changed, in fact, the difference is only a little bit better and a little bit worse, you read what people say all day long, what is the great line, it is useless... Ning Liheng, you Said to be?"
Ning Yi nodded: "Well, it's just a little bit better, a little bit worse, a little bit better, a little bit worse."
Seeing him nodding, Liu Xigua smiled complacently: "No matter how good the emperor is, he can only manage his life for a hundred years. I heard that those emperors are thinking about their family's foundation for hundreds of years. In fact, if their son is too stupid, the world will be bad. Incredible. When I see people around me doing well, I am happy. Sometimes I feel like a shepherdess, the sheep in the sheepfold are fat, and I am happy. If it is sick, I will I will cry out of anxiety. I raised them when I was a child. As for when I die, that is their business, they want to live well. They have to earn their lives for themselves. I just can't see how hard they are, so It's not really for them. It's just that I can't see it... "
Ning Yi listened to this: "This is the big hero." He actually knew early on that the pattern of girls was not big. She spent all day researching ways to intrigue, exploring human nature, and discussing with Ning Yi how to manage a stockade. She was complacent for using some steamed buns and rice grains to arouse the resistance of others, but all she really cared about was this stockade and the situation around her stockade. I can't see that others are doing too badly and are too unhuman, so I stand up to do things. At least in Ning Yi's view, this feeling is more sincere.
"I'm not a big hero. No one around is crying. I feel at ease." The girl shook her head and was silent for a while, "Originally, everyone was trying to live a better life and make the world more fair, so they rebelled. I don't know why. Now, everyone is different. Those who were officials in the past robbed them of their belongings. Now they not only rob the officials, but also everyone's belongings. Fighting by themselves, even if Uncle Fang really What is the difference between Yongle Dynasty and Wu Dynasty? I used to be able to eat, so what does this incident have to do with me? After a hundred years, there will always be people who will rebel... But I can't control it. That's all, if Uncle Fang is in trouble, I can be my female emperor, take charge of my stockade, and the people around the stockade can live better. For thousands of years, this is the best result... Ning Liheng, you read it, it has been the same for thousands of years, there will be no better results, right?"
Ning Yi nodded: "Actually, it's already very good."
Liu Xigua laughed: "It's already very good, that is, if it's not good enough, then you can make it clear."
There were few stars and the river was whimpering. The two of them sat by the small river. From the chatter just now, Ning Yi felt a little amused and shook his head: "Already... It's almost the best, it's good to be a shepherd. of."
"You read people, talk about the harmony of heaven and earth, think about it all day long, and you should be chatting, talk about it..."
"The Great Harmony of Heaven and Earth." Ning Yi laughed, "How can there be such a thing, just like you said, it's just a difference between a little bit better and a little bit worse, thousands of years ago, among a hundred people, ninety were slaves , Ten people enjoy happiness, come all the way, eighty-nine people become farmers, eleven people enjoy happiness, the progress of this world is like this. The so-called Datong is that one hundred people enjoy happiness, but even at the worst time, There will be ten people who will be happy, so even in the best of times, there will be ten people who will suffer..."
"What about us now?"
"For example, if 30 people outside enjoy happiness, 40 people in Ba Dao Camp will enjoy happiness. The person who can make 40 people happy outside is a good emperor, and the person who only allows 30 people to enjoy happiness is a faint king. Thirty percent fairness and forty percent fairness are the difference.”
The girl smiled and said, "Fifty steps with a hundred steps."
"Things in this world are fifty steps and a hundred steps. It's good to be a little bit better. Those who say that you can't make the world alike, so you don't do anything..." Ning Yi sighed, " It's all crickets."
The girl was silent for a long time: "Ning Liheng, do you have any ideas in your mind?" Then, she laughed, "You are born, and you are thinking about the world and the world, you have thought about it, yes."
"No, but there is indeed a possibility..."
"what?"
"What if there are two Liu Dabiao in the Battalion Battalion?"
"Um?"
"The two of you, whoever makes the people in the stockade happier, and whoever makes the people in the stockade better, can be the owner of the stockade and let everyone choose."
"...I'll woo Divide and kill her..."
"What if everyone could be Liu Dabiao? If you say I want to be a village owner, I will come out and say, I can do better than you, and I have done some things now, and everyone starts to believe in me. Next, God Director Nan is also going to be the village owner, and he has done a lot of things... The three of us, let the people in the village choose... "
"The stockade is the foundation of our ancestors. How can you choose this way. If you do this, you will gather people to kill me, and I will ask people to kill you. The old people who followed daddy at the time are all there, Liheng you. If you want to be a village owner, you can’t be a village owner.”
After thinking about it as a proposition, the girl raised her chin and answered quite contentedly.
"But the law is equal and there is no competition. Everyone is a human being. Why should you be the owner of the village? Can't I be?"
"The stockade was earned by my father. Everyone is the same. This is also my family's property. You can't say that there is no competition. If my family is richer, they will rob my family."
"..." Ning Yi was a little speechless.
"You're speechless."
"There is no competition, everyone is the same. Now the stockade belongs to your family, but the people in the stockade are not. They all get together for a better life. The value they create... eh, in terms of production relations. Things are a bit complicated..." Ning Yi felt a bit of a headache now. Next, we have to talk about capital theory for a whole night, "But... To put it simply, discount your stockade, you are a millionaire, and then, only everyone is left to work together and share the earned money equally. You If you are the owner of the stockade, you can give more points. Now you are a good watermelon. If you have a conscience, the people in the stockade will have 40% justice. Thirty percent is fair."
Liu Xigua pursed his lips and smiled.
"If you want 50% fairness, then you have to let everyone talk. Where the things go this year, and how the money will be divided. You can't have the final say, and someone will supervise you. In the end, everyone feels that the money is divided. If it is fair, it is really fair, if everyone thinks it is unfair, you will not be the owner of the village next year."
"It's useless," the girl said, "Now I'm a bad watermelon, I'm the owner of the village, and I said that the stockade was not good in the past, the stockade belongs to my family, and I have the final say. If I go, kill, it will be the same in the future. If I am a good watermelon, if I have been in power for a few years, I will only be forty for a few years, but once a bad watermelon comes to power, I will be thirty for decades.
"Therefore, there must be supervision and separation of powers, so that the power of the village owner will not be so great. The supervision mechanism cannot have only one or two separate layers... The most important thing is to promote the people in the village, not to promote anything else. Just propaganda that the law is equal and that there is no superiority, let everyone believe in the heart, why the law is equal, why there is no superiority, there must be a lot of people to study, write one book at a time, and make these ideas acceptable. It is passed down from generation to generation, just like the current Confucian idea... Fairness and justice does not mean that everyone should choose, and if they choose, they will not care about anything, and be the master of the hand... These fifty steps are not only about dividing power from top to bottom, In the same way, there are also responsibilities. If people see only power and no responsibility, they will not be able to reach them in fifty steps..."
"... There is an advantage in reaching this 50% fairness. If I want to rebel, I can draw many, many people. The first thing I think about is not to rebel, but to let everyone choose me as emperor. In this way, even after a thousand years, no one will rebel..."
The buzzing was like whispering in my ear, it was already late at night, I don't know when, Sheng Sheng carried the girl on his back, walked in the direction of the home in the dark, and occasionally said some messy thoughts in his mouth, but Ning Yi's words were not correct. It's not obscure. Democracy and freedom can be seen in the streets of later generations. He just sketched it briefly. Of course, there are some things that he can see and think of. In later generations, when many people praised the sweetness of the fruit, few people said that from slavery to feudalism to capitalism, from the top of the pyramid Yes, although there is power that the lower layers can continue to share, what it needs most is that the lower layers can shoulder more and more responsibilities. This self-consciousness of taking up civic responsibility requires a complete set of theories to support it, so that people can sincerely believe that the country is their own, and people can sincerely maintain these things. In theory, based on their movies, books, and even everyone's eyes. Culture and spirit are the root of everything.
After these words were said, the girl just lay on his back and listened. Her internal injury was not fatal, but it was enough to bring about enormous fatigue. Ning Yi was also bandaged and stained with blood at this time. The two of them were equally embarrassed. At this time, it seemed that they were a pair of heroes in the rivers and lakes. Ning Yi's voice was quiet and quiet. After all, he said it casually, but when Xiliu Street was in sight, Liu Xigua raised his head and said softly, "Ning Liheng, you want to kill the emperor."
Ning Yi was silent for a while, and the girl said, "You want to kill... the emperor of the Wu Dynasty, the emperor of the Yongle Dynasty, the emperor of Ba Daoying... You want to kill all the emperors..."
"Just a word of mouth."
Liu Xigua lay down, and then stopped talking. When she arrived at the gate of Ba Dao Camp, she lay on Ning Yi's back and fell into a deep sleep. He carried the girl all the way in, and the soldiers of the Battalion Battalion were a little surprised. After a while, Liu Tiannan also came out with someone. The group went all the way to Liu Xigua's bedroom. Ning Yi put her on the bed. At this time, the doctor had also come over. When Ning Yi wanted to leave, the girl grabbed his hand.
She opened her eyes and looked at the top of the bed. There was a strange brilliance in her eyes, calm and firm.
"Ning Liheng, we will start doing it tomorrow."
These words are a bit ambiguous, but the firmness contained in them dispels the thought that everyone may think in this regard. The girl lay on the bed without saying anything else. Since the old doctor from the hospital came over, Xiaochan also came shortly after, seeing Ning Yi's state, she was so anxious that she almost cried.
But Ning Yi was fine after all. They waited in the yard outside for a while. After it was confirmed that Liu Xigua was in a stable condition, Ning Yi took Xiaochan away. After exiting the gate of the courtyard, Ning Yi looked back, his eyes were sharp, but also... compassionate.
Nothing is possible.
Ning Yi believes in the superiority of democracy. Even though he is a dictator himself, he even believes that there will be a state called socialism after capitalist society. When social materials are extremely developed and sufficient, and fairness is further promoted, People are more involved in society, then it is worthy of the title of socialism.
But right now, it's all just talk.
Now, when Confucian laws are extremely powerful, people are used to being pigs and cattle, and they are used to having "adults" arrange every time. Even if the idea of democracy develops, it will take hundreds of years of brainwashing to be convincing. Liu Dabiao said that the stockade belongs to her family, so why do you choose the owner of the stockade? Ask 99% of the people in the world at this time, and they will think like this. No matter how good a system is, it can’t be sustained without culture, because people don’t believe it at all. They only want benefits, but they don’t participate. This hundred years of time, not including the conflict of interests and the rain of swords and arrows during the period, especially in the East, if you want to compete with Confucianism, you will receive a huge counterattack, which is unimaginable for everyone.
Fang La has no such time, neither does Liu Dabiao, nor even the Wu Dynasty. When someone goes in this direction with great piety, the harder they exert themselves, it will only turn into two words in the end: internal friction.
Liu Xigua is a very good girl. If possible, he hopes that she can have a good result, but there is no other way at the moment. Fang La's rebellion is impossible to win. According to the history he knows, this rebellion is not even as severe as the later generations Li Zicheng and Tianping Heavenly Kingdom. A rebellion without any chance of winning, when it drags on for longer and longer, will only make the situation of the Wu Dynasty more unbearable, and with the presence of such characters as Qin Siyuan and Qian Xiwen, Ning Yi, who is ready to go north, can only choose. Let Fang La fall as soon as possible.
In the past, he did not deliberately sell and incite such thoughts, but the intuition he had cultivated for a long time still led him to talk in this direction, but he vaguely felt that it would be beneficial to him, but he did not deliberately think about how much there would be The desired result, but it turned out to be this way in the end.
He didn't know how this matter would turn out in the end, maybe when he woke up the next day, this smart woman would give up the unrealistic idea. But in any case, this matter itself will not bring him any good or bad results, so far, let's take a look.
The stars fell, and the turmoil in the city had just ceased. The night of the seventh day of September in Wu Jinghan's ninth year passed quietly in an atmosphere mixed with chills and tranquility. No one knows that something is conceived in such nights and dreams, and in the end, what a terrifying monster will become... (...)
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