Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 643: Killing and Life
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A drop of grease fell into the red-hot charcoal, and a blazing flame suddenly rose up.

The greasy-faced stall owner looked suspiciously at the table set up on the roadside through the billowing smoke.

The guests at this table are really strange.

The two who sat down first seemed normal at first, drinking and eating nothing unusual. But for some reason, they suddenly lowered their heads while eating, as if they were asleep.

This made the stall owner a little confused for a moment. He didn't know what was going on. He lowered his head and looked carefully at the food on the grill, repeatedly confirming that he had retired many years ago and did not add any drugs.

Before he could react, two more people suddenly appeared at the small table.

One of them also dozed off, while the other one seemed to have expected this and was not surprised at all, eating calmly.

After a while, the two people who fell asleep first woke up, their eyes suddenly opened wide, their gazes were staring straight ahead, and they were sweating more than I was sweating while huddled next to the stove.

What kind of weirdos are these? Dreaming while eating?

When did this kind of play become popular in Chongqing Prefecture?

"Shopkeeper, give me another bottle of Jiannan. Don't take the wrong one."

A greeting interrupted the stall owner's messy thoughts.

"Ah, here it comes."

The stall owner came to his senses and hurried over with a bottle of wine.

"Sir, are there any problems with your friends?"

The stall owner worriedly asked, "Do you want me to call a few people for you? We are under the protection of the Sichuan and Chongqing gambling association. They can solve any problems you have."

"No need, they are just not feeling well, sorry for the embarrassment."

What kind of health problem would cause this?

The stall owner wanted to say something but suddenly caught a glimpse of the long sword leaning against the table. The familiar patterns on the scabbard made his heart tremble suddenly. He, who had once been a martial artist, quickly closed his mouth, cursed himself in his heart for being nosy, and quickly moved away.

Li Jun unscrewed the bottle cap and filled the bottles for Wang Xie and He Zangjia who had woken up.

"How's it going? Didn't scare you guys?"

"Brother, it's a good thing you came, otherwise I would have been left here today."

Compared with He Zangjia's ghostly howling, Wang Xie was obviously calmer. After taking a deep breath, the lingering fear in his eyes disappeared completely.

"Thank you very much."

"Why should you be so polite to me? When did you become so polite, Wang Xie?"

"How about I do the same as him and touch your snot and tears?"

"If you can do it, I certainly don't mind."

The two smiled at each other, raised their glasses and drank them all.

"Okay, stop pretending."

Li Jun rolled his eyes at He Zangjia who was still sighing, "I remember you were quite courageous before, you even dared to enter a Buddhist temple, can a dream scare you like this?"

"I was penniless before, with nothing left but my life, so of course I wasn't afraid of death. Now my status is different, and the good days are only a few days away. I don't want to be slaughtered in my dreams like this."

"Blame me this time. I got you into trouble."

Li Jun picked up the wine bowl in front of He Zangjia, handed it to him, and said with a smile: "If you still have resentment in your heart, then curse it out, there is no need to hold it in your heart."

"If you say I have no complaints against you, Brother Jun, you're lying. Wang Xie and I were just out for a drink, but as we were eating, I was dragged into a dream, threatened and humiliated, and I almost lost my life. Anyone would feel uncomfortable if this happened to them."

He Zangjia did not hide anything and expressed his dissatisfaction frankly.

"But I can't say I'm resentful. I'm just angry at myself. When I encountered something like this, I didn't even have the strength to fight back. I pretended to be stupid and tried to get away with it, but in the end, someone saw through my internal organs and made a fool of me. It was just a waste of my time and I was embarrassed."

He Zangjia showed a self-deprecating smile, took the wine bowl handed to him by Li Jun, tilted his head back and poured it into his mouth.

Li Jun put his hands on his knees and flicked his fingers: "Don't worry, this matter was caused by me, I will settle it with the East Palace."

"Then we have to settle the matter clearly. Brother Jun, you have to help Wang Xie and I regain our lost face, otherwise I will never forgive you."

He Zangjia laughed out loud when he heard that, and seemed quite free and easy.

However, Wang Xie had a gloomy expression, his eyes slightly drooped, as if he was unwilling but helpless.

Li Jun noticed something strange about the other party and wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

"Hey, Captain Wang, Lord Wang, what are you thinking about? Are you still thinking about me scolding you for your poor acting skills? It's meaningless to be so petty."

He Zangjia had a very sharp mind. He leaned over and put his arm around Wang Xie's shoulders.

"I'm not mad at you. I just..."

"Don't just say that. I know what you want to say, but we have lived for so many years. Don't you understand the truth that people will die if they are compared with others, and goods will be lost if they are compared with others?"

He Zangjia said, "Even if you are really arrogant and want to compete, you should compete with outsiders. I won't argue with you. But if you lose your mind and want to compete with your own people, then I will have to teach you a lesson today."

"Go away, you still want to teach me a lesson?"

The depression in Wang Xie's eyes disappeared, and he laughed and scolded: "I have fallen to the level of Jinyiwei, how can I still be arrogant? I am just thinking about how I can hold on to this incredibly thick thigh in the future."

"We are thinking the same thing now."

He Zangjia winked and said, "How about we two brothers just wash it tonight and send it to Brother Jun together?"

"No way, do you really have to be so cruel to yourself?"

"If you want to achieve something great, how can you do it without paying a price?"

"That makes sense. Fortune and wealth are achieved through risk. Let's take a risk today, brothers!"

The two men had serious but heroic expressions, as if they had made some great sacrifice, and they turned to look at Li Jun.

"As long as you two can withstand my fists, then there will be no problem."

Li Jun narrowed his eyes, raised his right hand, and pinched his finger bones, making a crackling sound.

The three of them looked at each other, and after a moment they burst into laughter at the same time, clinking their bowls together.

The stall owner who recognized Wang Xie's identity was frightened by the noise, and was trembling all over, fearing that these old men with important backgrounds would cause trouble again.

At this moment, Zou Sijiu, who was sleeping nearby, suddenly opened his eyes, tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, his face looking a little ugly.

Seeing this, He Zangjia, who was laughing happily, quickly concealed the expression on his face and glanced at Wang Xie beside him.

Li Jun looked at Zou Sijiu and asked, "What's the problem?"

"It's not a big deal, but I'm a little upset. I was carefully holding back my hands, but that bastard actually thought he had the strength to compete with Master Zou, and was determined to beat me to death!"

Zou Sijiu cursed angrily, rinsed his mouth with the tea on the table, and then continued: "If it weren't for the fact that his dream master rules didn't have any special features to restrain me, I might have to bleed a little to get things done today."

"Be patient for now. Once we find the hiding place of the East Palace, we will have plenty of opportunities to take revenge."

Zou Sijiu nodded: "He probably didn't realize that I had tampered with him. The research of those people in the Eastern Branch is quite good. But Lao Li, I always feel that this matter..."

"Do you think there's something fishy going on here?"

Li Jun smiled, as if he had expected Zou Sijiu to say that.

"Yes."

Zou Sijiu said bluntly: "Logically speaking, even the old Taoist priest Zhang Xiji knows to send people to try to win you over, not to mention those insidious people in the East Palace who are empty-headed. Even if they really don't have this idea, they shouldn't jump out and actively provoke us at this time, right? For them, this is completely not worth the loss."

"So you think that 'Si Ming' Zhao Yin might be the bait deliberately released by the East Palace?"

"This is unlikely. After all, he is a dream master of Yin Yang Sequence Three. No matter how wealthy the East Palace is, they can't just throw him out to fish casually, right? Moreover, Zhao Yin's dream master rules tend to control, and he is not good at saving his life. If he is used as bait, he may not catch any fish, but get himself into trouble."

Zou Sijiu pondered for a moment: "So I don't think they are setting a trap. Instead, it seems more like they are acting for Zhang Xiji, using provocation to show their sincerity in cooperating with Longhushan."

"No matter what they are planning, our top priority is to dig them out and not let them hide in the dark."

Li Jun said indifferently: "We still need to help them bleed a little and make these people behave themselves."

He Zangjia and Wang Xie looked at each other in surprise when they heard this. They originally thought that Zou Sijiu had suffered a loss at the hands of Zhao Yin, but now it seems that is not the case.

"I understand, but they are too dirty. We still have to be careful."

Zou Sijiu said: "I have asked Shouyu to notify Mo Qijing and Chen Qisheng, and ask them to go to the south to pick up Gui Wangda and others and bring them back to the East Courtyard."

Li Jun nodded, turned to look at the other two people who were stunned, and said with a smile: "You know the situation. It will be very dangerous to continue staying here. I will move you to another place? Don't be reluctant. It's okay to lose this little family business now. When the situation stabilizes, you can earn it back ten times or a hundred times."

"No problem. I can go anywhere. The Sichuan-Chongqing Gambling Association is a loose organization anyway. If it's gone, it's gone."

He Zangjia was the first to express his opinion, but Wang Xie hesitated for a long time, and finally shook his head and refused: "I can't do it. I can't abandon these brothers in the Jinyiwei of Chongqing Prefecture."

"Old Wang, you are really stubborn. There is no danger for them to stay here. What do you have to worry about?"

He Zangjia advised: "The target of the East Palace is our group. If you continue to stay here, you might really harm them."

"I know everything you said. But now the garrisons of all the prefectures in the empire are secretly improving their armaments, and the court also intends to reuse the Jinyiwei. This is not just a small fight like before, but a real war may break out!"

Wang Xie looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "They are all people I brought into the Jinyiwei myself. If I leave now, who will take care of them?"

"you"

He Zangjia was furious, but he also knew that this was the difference between soldiers and bandits.

Even if the people under him dug out their lungs and threw them on the scale, they probably wouldn't be able to weigh out a few ounces of valuable loyalty.

On the contrary, they are likely to secretly applaud and cheer for your departure, because this will give them hope of getting promoted.

The difference between the two is obvious, and I have no right to advise others.

"I know you're worried, but you don't have to worry at all."

Li Jun took an electronic document from Zou Sijiu, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of Wang Xie.

On the lit screen was an order with a bright yellow background.

"This is an order from the imperial court. You are to take all the members of the Jinyiwei of Chongqing Prefecture to Chengdu Prefecture immediately and accept the unified command of Pei Xingjian, the prefect of Chengdu Prefecture."

Li Jun smiled and said, "But I didn't ask for this. Before I left Chengdu, old man Pei Xingjian took the initiative to ask me to do it. He said that among the Jinyiwei, only you, Wang Xie, could catch his eye, and he couldn't use anyone else."

Wang Xie's lips moved slightly: "I"

Li Jun raised his hand to interrupt him: "He also asked me to ask you a question. Between the kingly way of serving the people and the tyrannical way of competing for supremacy, have you thought clearly about which path you want to take?"

Wang Xie was silent for a moment, then reached out and picked up the electronic document on the table.

"I understand. Thank you, Jun."

"When Old Master Yan was still here, you scolded me a lot. Now it's really comforting to hear you call me brother."

Li Jun stood up with a smile, "Let's set off as soon as possible. Zou Sijiu will stay here to escort you."

"Brother Jun, where are you going?"

He Zangjia asked doubtfully.

"I'm going to meet a stubborn old man with high aspirations."

Fandi, Treasure Village.

An old man in black linen clothes and covered in thick frost appeared at the entrance of the village.

The cattle and sheep were still sleeping soundly, but the rising smoke from the cooking stove had already lit up the sun.

The villagers in the village did not care about the weather which had not yet warmed up, and excitedly took out various farm tools from their homes to prepare for sowing in the spring.

Smiling faces filled with enthusiasm and hope can be seen everywhere, but strangely, the elderly people entering the village are ignored.

Even if you pass by each other, you will only feel a breeze blowing across your cheek.

The old man walked slowly, stopping from time to time along the way. Sometimes he would stop in front of a house, look at the cracks on the wall, and measure the width of the crack with his fingers.

After making sure that the house was not in danger of collapse, his frown slowly relaxed.

Sometimes I would walk into a house's courtyard and watch the hostess bring out hot butter tea and tsampa from the kitchen, and see Ga Wa following closely behind his mother, drooling with greed.

When he saw the food being placed on the table of the elderly in the family, and saw the elder breaking off a piece and handing it to Ga Wa, the latter took it with a sweet smile.

The old man then took a deep breath of the fragrance that filled the room, turned around and walked out the door.

Sometimes I would stop beside the working aboriginal men, admiring their skillful cleaning of various dusty tools and quietly listening to the songs they were singing.

The lyrics are not beautiful or rhyming, but seem to be written casually and inspired by the author's feelings.

There are fewer words about Buddha, but more expectations for a good harvest. The magnetic singing voice with a smile depicts a beautiful picture. It is the green seedlings that break through the barrier of frozen soil, receive the rain and dew from heaven and earth, and bloom with gorgeous petals.

Walking and looking along the way, by the time the old man arrived at the private school converted from a temple, it was already bright.

Instead of pushing the door open, he stood under a window and listened to the clear voice coming from inside.

"Confucianism, martial arts, Taoism, Buddhism, Legalism, agriculture, Mohism, military, miscellaneous, nouns, yin and yang, and vertical and horizontal, these are the three religions and nine schools summarized by Emperor Yizong. I will not make any comments on the achievements of this emperor, because whether he is good or bad depends on the person."

"As for the sequence, it has penetrated into every aspect of our Ming Empire today. Even in the empire, someone once said that those who are not in the sequence are ants. Although this sentence is biased, it does represent the attitude of the vast majority of people towards the sequence."

"Stop whispering to each other, sir, and listen carefully to me."

A faint sound of breaking air was heard between the voices, which should be the sound of a vine waving.

"Do you know what the three religions and nine classes do?"

"Wu Xu, you should all be familiar with this. The elder brother Dunzhu, whom you admire the most, follows this sequence. Wu Xu's fists are strong enough, and the rituals for breaking the sequence are not difficult. All they need is courage and ruthlessness. However, their brains are generally not good enough, and they are not suitable for our little Zhuomas."

The old man standing under the window couldn't help but frown when he heard the casual tone and vulgar words, which sounded more like idle chat than teaching.

"We will skip the Buddhist and Taoist sects because they are not good people. Of course, there is an exception, and that is Yuan Bodhisattva from our Fandi. So except for practicing in her temple, you are not allowed to worship other gods and Buddhas. If I find out, I will break both of your legs."

"The same goes for Zongheng and Yin Yang. They are only good at daydreaming and have no future. You are not allowed to learn them."

"As for the legal sequence, it is a bit old-fashioned and not very interesting, but this sequence is upright, so we can list it as a second-rate choice."

"Mo Xu, in short, it means tinkering with some scrap copper and iron, and racking your brains to figure out how to turn waste into treasure. This is very suitable for many smart and capable little Tashis in our private school. They can forge iron, build roads and houses, and save a lot of effort for your parents, so it is listed as first class."

"Speaking of Mo Xu, we have to mention Nong Xu. This is actually a very good sequence, but it was led astray by some bad people with ulterior motives. In my opinion, the most important thing that Nong Xu should do is to study how to cultivate grains and feed the people of the world so that everyone has food to eat and clothes to wear. Don't ignore it, this is a huge matter. So it should also be listed as the first class."

Hearing this, the old man outside the door smiled faintly and nodded slightly.

"Soldiers are naturally good at work, but they cost a lot, so we won't consider them. As for miscellaneous and famous ranks, their current situations are not very good, but there are no disadvantages, so we can also rank them as second-class."

"In fact, in the final analysis, each sequence has its own position and area of ​​expertise. It is indeed a mess now, but that is because no one is willing to abide by the rules and take responsibility. Everyone is focused on how to persecute and compete for profit. However, this situation is only temporary and will end sooner or later. It won't be long."

"So now, all of you should think carefully about what sequence you want to become in the future?"

"What, you forgot one of the Confucian precepts? Don't worry, wait a moment."

The footsteps inside the door gradually approached, and a complaining face poked out of the window: "Old man, when did you get the habit of eavesdropping?"

Zhang Fengyue raised his hand and brushed off the dust on his shoulders, as if he had temporarily unloaded a heavy burden. He did not show his emotions as the rumors said. Instead, he smiled and scolded Zhang Siyuan: "I'm afraid you will mislead the young people and ruin the reputation of my Zhang family!"

"That's impossible. But compared to you, the former president of Donglin Academy, it is definitely inferior."

Zhang Siyuan smiled and tilted his head, inviting him: "Come on, old man, tell these kids what Confucianism is."

The old man did not refuse, walked up the stairs step by step, and walked into this simple study.

The little head was looking forward to it, with the blush of the plateau smeared on the little face. It stood upright and saluted in a formal manner.

"Hello, Master."

As the old man spoke in a clear and loud voice, he smoothed the wrinkles on his robe with his hands and bowed in return.

"Now, I will explain to you what Confucianism is."

The old man used his hand as a pen and wrote a large, square character in the air, facing a pair of young eyes.

people.

(End of this chapter)