Don't ask where people go

Only Zhuge Yu leisurely poured a glass of wine, and congratulated Ji Ningtian and Wu Qing.What should come will eventually come, and the idea of ​​making troubles by the old people in the previous dynasty will not be swayed by a marriage.Once a person loses power, he always wants to get it back.

But thinking about the bright side, if the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty can share the same hatred against the old people of the previous dynasty, the dispute between the poor family and the poor family can be temporarily stopped for a few days, giving him a chance to think clearly about the next step in the reform of the bureaucracy.

"Master Fang has a lot in his chest, and he grasped the overall situation properly. Mr. Mo is meticulous and pays attention to the details." Master Liao Yuan sighed: "You two cooperate well, and the poor monk feels ashamed."

"Master, one against two is very rare." Fang Zilan said apologetically, "Mo Han and I bully the few with more, even if we win, it's still a victory without martial arts."

"Lord Fang is more serious about victory and defeat." Master Liao Yuan said noncommittally: "On the battlefield, it is normal to seek victory. But if it is in peacetime, you don't have to be too victorious. People have impermanence, water has an impermanence, eight Seven wins and seven losers are the last game."

Fang Zilan pondered for a moment, and then said: "Thank you, Master, for your reminder, I understand."

Master Liao Yuan smiled faintly, "Master Fang is a person with roots of wisdom, he can understand a little bit, and the poor monk has nothing to say."

"If that's the case, then don't bother the master any more." Fang Zilan saluted and left.Mo Han also saluted and left with her.

Master Liao Yuan glanced down at the criss-crossing black and white pieces on the chessboard, and dropped a piece unintentionally, and the situation changed dramatically.

He murmured to himself: "Is it your plan to introduce the new kid into the game? It's just that the new kid is really under your control?"

Before he finished speaking, the chess pieces that had just fallen had been replaced by him.Among the large pieces of chess pieces of the same color, a chess piece of a different color is particularly glaring.

He breathed a sigh of relief and fixedly looked at the chessboard in front of him. There were too many variables.I'm afraid that the result may not be as expected.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at the door, and it was clear that Fang Zilan and Mo Han were no longer there, so he still looked for a long time.

It wasn't until the little novice who was guarding the door came in and saluted, that he looked away, "Master Fang and Mr. Mo have left the temple?"

"Not yet." The little novice replied, "The two of them have gone to the back mountain."

"Houshan..." Master Liaoyuan repeated these two words in a low voice, and heard the little novice say: "Miluo's Zhongzheng son is also at Houshan at this moment."

Murong Qing?Master Liao Yuan frowned slightly. Unlike Dajing, there were not many people worshiping Buddha in Miluo.However, this loyal son is unexpectedly devout, and he always comes to Baiye Temple to offer incense on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year...

Miluo, Mushi, Zhongzheng Wang Murongxun...

A lot of thoughts flooded into his mind, Master Liao Yuan closed his eyes, feeling as if it was a lifetime away.

It turned out that it has been so long.

He opened his eyes, groped through the sleeve of his robe and touched the scar on his arm, with a gloomy expression on his face.

In the end, he finally opened his mouth and said: "The son of Zhongzheng has a high status and cannot make mistakes. You can go to the back mountain to have a look."

The little novice went away in response, but before he reached the back mountain, he heard Fang Zilan's voice, "You are all sons of aristocratic families, but they don't behave in the style of aristocratic families. Such bullying, if it spreads, it will be insulting to the family, right? "

"Lord Fang, Murong Qing's words are not condescending first, so how can we count us as bullying?" As soon as one of them said this, the others echoed, "Yeah, it's true that I'm still so arrogant in the capital city of Dajing. Is there no one in Dajing?"

Wei Subaru, who was sitting opposite Zhuge Yu, poured himself a drink unconsciously, and Wei Xing'er came over, "Uncle, what do you think?"

Wei Subaru didn't speak, and didn't even bother to give him an extra look.Weixing'er made fun of herself, stuck out her tongue, turned around but met Ouyang Zirou's eyes, she held up the wine cup gracefully, and congratulated Ouyang Zirou from afar.

Mrs. Ouyang looked at this scene, covered her sleeves with Ouyang Zi and said judgingly: "Xingxing'er is the daughter of Master Wei Yi, this girl is not simple, you don't want to get too close to her."

Ouyang Zirou made a perfunctory sentence and saw Fang Zilan walking back to her place. She wanted to say hello, but saw Fang Zilan pouring a cup of tea absent-mindedly. She quickly withdrew her hand and pretended nothing happened .

Shangguan Min nodded, and Fang Zilan smiled lightly: "Then ask yourself, what is your heart?"

"Protect the people." Shangguan Min blurted out, Fang Zilan nodded slightly, "The people in Dajing are common people, and the people of the desert barbarians are also common people."

A Wan was confused when he heard it, and couldn't help interjecting: "After all, isn't it still a dilemma?"

"Although the barbarians and the people of the Central Plains are feuds, but to end the war with war, the exchange is mostly blood and sacrifice." Fang Zilan sighed, "War is always the last resort."

Hearing this, Deputy General Cao couldn't help but said: "I heard Master Qi also said what the boss said."

"For generations, the Qi family has sought stability in the northern border. Isn't that what the soldiers guarding the border are asking for?" Fang Zilan's eyes were complicated, "Protecting the people is not the only way to kill and fight."

She paused, then looked at Shangguan Min firmly, "Since you have this wish in your heart, you have to earn a way out for the people of both sides. But you have to think about it, this way may be a way of being scolded by thousands of people. It’s trembling and being unknown for the rest of my life, and there will never be any good results.”

Wen Ya shook his head, "Master Fang, with a master like you, Shangguan Min is considered unlucky. If you say that the world is all the people, everyone will shout and beat you, let alone do something about it." ?”

"That's why I asked him to think clearly." Fang Zilan sat back again, with a faint smile on his face, "When I was young, who didn't think that he was as omnipotent as the hero in the storybook, and swore to be unprecedented There is no one who comes after. When I get older, I feel that there are many discords in this world, and it has exhausted my whole life to be able to live a mediocre and stable life."

Wen Ya lowered her eyes and said in a low voice: "It's rare to hear you say such depressing words."

"Am I not right?" Fang Zilan looked sideways at Wen Ya, his expression was gloomy, "Yes, not right."

As he spoke, he seemed to recall something, and there was a touch of sadness under his gentle face, "Someone has indeed done something unprecedented, thinking that he kept his heart, but in the end he found out that it was just a handful of sand. If you can’t hold onto it, you won’t be able to let go, and there’s nothing left.”

"Thanks to Mr. Fang's respect." Wen Ya collected his expression, smiled slightly and said, "Then I will accept it."

Fang Zilan tightly held the teacup in her hand, thinking that the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet was over, but after that...

Will Ghost Gate, or Ji Ningtian, let her go?