Done! Your Majesty is going to prostitute me for free!

In daily life, as scholars, they often regard themselves as scholars, and their arrogant outlook makes them always look down upon low-level subordinates.

In the huge and complex system of the imperial court, these petty officials are like the most inconspicuous and easily worn screws in the social machine. Most of them are not in the formal bureaucracy. They often carry with them all the bad habits of ordinary people - —Cunning, cunning, lazy, greedy, deceiving superiors and deceiving subordinates. These are the cognitive labels that people default to as normal for subordinates.

In the process of managing this group of petty officials, ordinary officials are accustomed to adopting a complementary approach of severe punishments and laws. Only under iron-fisted whipping and ruthless intimidation will these petty officials be obedient and obey orders. Dare to do anything that exceeds the rules.

However, everything Cai Yingyang saw in Beilangfang overturned his inherent understanding of subordinate officials, causing him to fall into deep confusion and reflection. Those petty officials who were once regarded as having bad deeds can actually show such a different side. Their behavior contains a kind of simple folk customs and a spirit of conscientiousness. All this forced Cai Yingyang to re-examine the stereotypes in his mind, and began to explore the deep reasons hidden behind this superficial phenomenon, as well as the huge changes that can be brought about by proper governance of a place.

However, what Cai Yingyang witnessed in the prosperous place of North Langfang caused a shock wave deep in his heart. Those petty officials dressed in clean and new official uniforms showed humility, courtesy, and friendly attitude in their speech and behavior. They showed no arrogance or contempt when facing the people. This picture completely overturned his heart. Consistent stereotypes about grassroots officials. Cai Yingyang was unaware that behind all this orderliness, it was the result of Lin Xiaofeng's personal supervision and careful planning. Li Dexian has full authority to take care of environmental protection affairs, while public security issues, which are at the core of people's livelihood and safety, are regarded by Lin Xiaofeng as a top priority. He has always maintained a vigilant and rigorous attitude towards this, and does not tolerate any sloppiness or laxity.

In Lin Xiaofeng's world view, although environmental sanitation involves a wide range of things and has far-reaching impacts, the cornerstone of building a peaceful life for the people is ultimately personal safety. If the social environment is turbulent, any grand plan will only become an illusion like a flower in the mirror or the moon in the water. Therefore, he was extremely strict in managing his subordinates, paying equal attention to kindness and power, and created a strict complaint accumulation system. Every petty official holds a record book in his hand. Every time he receives a valid complaint from the people, once it is verified to be true, a fault will be recorded in the book; when these faults accumulate to a certain level, the punishment will be a heavy fine. until dismissal. In these troubled times, talking about human rights still seems to be a luxurious ideal, but Lin Xiaofeng has taken a unique approach and advocates direct and powerful problem solving.

At first, Lin Xiaofeng was even more hands-on, personally supervising the war and supervising and dealing with the minor officials who made mistakes. Once he discovered that a petty official dared to abuse his power for personal gain, steal and extort people's property, he immediately ordered his right-hand assistant Xie Hongxin to drag him to the downtown area and whip him publicly. This series of severe punishments was like a storm, which made all the petty officials change their expressions. From then on, everyone was in danger and never dared to touch the red line easily again. It is this kind of iron-fisted method that has improved the social order of North Langfang to an unprecedented extent, and also established Lin Xiaofeng's authoritative position in the hearts of the local people.

Despite this, Lin Xiaofeng did not regard the lower-level subordinates as insignificant existences. Instead, he devoted deep humanistic care and substantial treatment improvements to them. He personally checked in and carefully arranged the daily supply of eggs, rice, noodles, oil and other daily necessities for these subordinates to ensure that while performing their duties, they could also enjoy basic living security and not be trapped in their livelihood. This move made the petty officials in North Langfang feel the long-lost warmth, and the quality of their daily lives has also been significantly improved, even exceeding many people's expectations for them.

For those petty officials who have won the reputation of the people for their impartiality and selfless law enforcement, Lin Xiaofeng is even more generous and gives additional material and spiritual rewards to encourage them to stick to their moral bottom line and fulfill their duties. As a result, the team of subordinate officials in Beilangfang, which was originally considered to be a mixed bag of good and bad, has been rapidly purified and improved under such governance. Its work efficiency and people's satisfaction have increased simultaneously, and there are few complaints about the subordinate officials in the market. outgoing.

A bachelor next to him witnessed this scene and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I really can't believe that the local administrative style of North Langfang is much more rigorous and orderly than that of the capital." After speaking, he suddenly realized that his words seemed to It was a bit exaggerated, and I lowered my head unconsciously, feeling regretful in my heart: Isn't this while praising the other places, invisibly belittling the management level of the inner city of the capital? Although such remarks are made from the heart, it will inevitably make people feel that they are boosting others' ambitions and destroying their own prestige.

Cai Yingyang felt helpless after hearing this. He shook his head slightly and sighed, with a complicated look in his eyes. The North Langfang in front of him indeed showed an impressive aspect in terms of social governance. However, if he wanted to fully accept and believe deep down in his heart that someone could manage a place so flawlessly, with almost no flaws, he still had to let him. Unbelievable. After all, he knows that it contains the crystallization of countless hard work and wisdom, and all of this is often not easily seen by the world.

Everyone continued to move forward with tired steps. Soon after, Cai Yingyang felt that his knees were as heavy as two rocks, and every step he took was accompanied by a sharp pain. Just when he was almost unable to survive, an inconspicuous tea stall with a human atmosphere appeared on the road ahead. In the tea stall, several scholars wearing scribes' robes sat around a few simple but extremely precious seats. They communicated in soft voices, showing a leisurely and contented scene.

Upon seeing this, Cai Yingyang and his party looked for empty seats in batches to sit down so that he and his entourage could take a breather. As soon as we sat down, the waiter appeared as quickly as the wind and served a steaming pot of fragrant tea with a smile on his face. Cai Yingyang took the tea bowl and stared at the green tea soup in the bowl, with contemplation and confusion intertwined in his eyes, as if the tea reflected the complex and ever-changing social scene of North Langfang.

In an instant, the waiter brought another plate of melon seeds. The melon seeds collided gently on the wooden tray, making a crisp and sweet sound. It was like an invisible key, quietly opening Cai Yingyang's in-depth thinking on the governance of North Langfang. door. His eyes widened, and there was a hint of surprise in his tone: "This gift is not what we asked for." However, the waiter did not feel embarrassed at all, and still responded with a smile on his face: "Please, sir. Worry, this is a little bit of kindness from the shop, it is given to you for free, but please enjoy it without spending anything."

Hearing this, Cai Yingyang's spirit suddenly perked up, his eyes became sharper, and his tone was mixed with doubt and solemnity: "It's an unreasonable gift, do you know us?" After hearing this, the waiter paused slightly, and then smiled. Answer: "Your Excellency, I have misunderstood. I dare not claim that I know all these prominent figures. The truth is, our restaurant provides this plate of melon seeds for free to every table of guests. Your Excellency, you only need to look around to confirm this." "After hearing this, Cai Yingyang and his followers looked around. As expected, they saw a plate of melon seeds on every table around them for people to eat at will. This made them have many questions in their minds.

Cai Yingyang frowned and continued to ask: "Is it possible that there is some mystery in giving away melon seeds for no reason? Or is it that these melon seeds have no cost at all?" After hearing this, the waiter still had a calm expression on his face. With a smile on his face, he seemed to be accustomed to such inquiries. He was ready to tell the story behind melon seeds, transforming this small detail in ordinary life into a vivid revelation about people's livelihood wisdom and business strategies.

The waiter was neither impatient nor impatient, and spoke to Cai Yingyang and his party with a calm patience that had been honed over the years: "The guests may not be deeply familiar with the customs and business philosophy of North Langfang. Look at the tea stalls. The competition is fierce. In order to stand out among the many tea shops and attract more customers, we have specially launched a series of considerate services. You know, the price of tea in and outside the capital is usually fifteen cents a cup, but in our North Langfang, the same cup. The tea only costs 12 yuan, and it comes with a plate of crispy and delicious melon seeds. At first glance, it seems that our profit margin has been compressed to the extreme, but please think about it, the public security in North Langfang is excellent, and the doors are open at night. There are no scoundrels on the road and no thugs and robbers running rampant, so the vendors can operate with peace of mind and there is an endless stream of tourists. Therefore, although a single business seems to be a small profit, the overall income is far higher than before.

What we pursue is not a sudden huge profit, but a long-term accumulation of good reputation and a long-term business philosophy. We aim to make every guest who comes here satisfied and return with a full load, and will naturally be willing to set foot in this prosperous place again. . This is our unique way of doing business in Beilangfang, and it is also the basis for our survival and prosperity. "

The waiter’s words were like the crystal clear river in Beilangfang, flowing quietly in the hearts of Cai Yingyang and his party. The words contained simple life wisdom and deeply rooted humanistic care, which gave them a deeper understanding of the business spirit here. levels of cognition. They seem to be able to see the ingenuity behind the bustling market, and they can also appreciate the love and respect for life behind every minute decision. At this moment, Cai Yingyang and others were not only savoring the sweetness of tea, but also savoring Beilangfang's unique philosophy of life and the brilliance of humanity.

Cai Yingyang tapped his fingers on the table, and his eyes fell on the waiter's ordinary but wise face. He sighed with admiration: "Oh! You waiter is really not simple, you can actually understand such a thing." The subtle way of doing business is really rare!" After hearing this, the waiter couldn't help but burst out with a proud and humble smile. He bowed slightly and responded: "Your Excellency, this is just the way the merchants in the shop follow it. It's just a basic courtesy. Guests, please take your time to enjoy the tea and melon seeds. If you need anything, just call me at any time." As soon as he finished speaking, the waiter turned and left briskly, leaving the bachelors looking at each other. I picked up the tea cup in my hand, gently blew the tea leaves floating on the water, and sipped slowly. Deep in my heart, I had a deep thought about the governance and folk customs of North Langfang.

While taking a break while drinking tea, a melodious sound of reading and passionate discussion suddenly came from behind Cai Yingyang. He couldn't help but listen attentively, and turned around to look, and saw an extraordinary scholar wearing a blue Confucian robe sitting around with several friends, reciting poems, and his words were full of praise and admiration for the poetry culture. Affection. This person is Yang Baixi, who is famous for his talent.

Cai Yingyang's curiosity was aroused to the point where he couldn't restrain himself. He stood up, walked towards Yang Baixi with a heavy but firm pace, and gently patted the other party's solid shoulder, with a hint of humility and eagerness for knowledge in his tone. Enthusiastically, he opened his mouth to ask for advice: "Your Excellency is knowledgeable about the past and present, and is extremely talented. I deeply admire you, Cai Yingyang. I wonder if I would be honored to ask you for advice?"

Yang Baixi turned to face this elder who was over half a century old, with respect and humility in his eyes. He gently asked: "Old sir, do you have any unique insights you want to share with us?" Cai Yingyang looked confused. He asked everyone: "Why did you choose to study poetry at such a tea stall? Isn't there a special study room in North Langfang for you to conduct academic discussions?" When Yang Baixi heard this, his gentle smile rippled like a spring breeze blowing across the lake. , he responded: "Why are you so doubtful? Exploring the true meaning of poetry is not limited to any specific place. In this bustling tea stall, we can observe all things in the world up close and taste the fireworks in the trivial life, and this The unique taste is exactly what those solitary study rooms cannot provide. Moreover, people passing by can also hear our conversation, which may inadvertently touch their heartstrings and trigger their thoughts and feelings. Power is boundless. Although I can’t remember where this sentence came from, it couldn’t be more appropriate to describe the situation at this moment. Beilangfang has always advocated a free, open and inclusive cultural atmosphere, and is not rigidly bound to tradition, Mr. You seem to be from out of town?"

After Cai Yingyang heard this, a subtle hint of disappointment flashed between his brows, and he admitted frankly: "That's right, I'm from Jin Linfang." When Yang Baixi heard this, an imperceptible look of contempt flashed across his face, as if he was against Jin Linfang knew a little about the situation, and he had already begun to make silent judgments in his heart. His expression was like that of a worldly old man examining the stereotypes and bad habits of a strange place. He was both proud of the cultural environment of North Langfang, and also worried about the possibilities of Jin Linfang. Regret and criticism of the limitations of existence.

Cai Yingyang's eyes were like searchlights in the abyss, and those bright eyes shone with a sharp insight into the world. He caught a trace of hidden emotional fluctuations from Yang Baixi's words, so he asked in a calm but pressing tone: "Do you have any extraordinary resentment and dissatisfaction with the various phenomena in Jin Linfang?" ?" When Yang Baixi heard this, the anger in his eyes seemed to be ignited instantly, as if the volcano that had been pent up in his chest finally found an outlet to erupt. His face turned red, and he responded with an passionate and decisive voice: "Dissatisfaction? More than just dissatisfaction! I really hate it extremely! In Jin Linfang, roosters and dog thieves were rampant, especially Li Yihao, who once He was once a role model that I admired in my heart, but his words and deeds were inconsistent, which disappointed me so much that I can only describe him as hating him now.”

At this moment, Cai Yingyang's fingers were trembling slightly on the table, as if he was shocked by this sudden and violent accusation. His eyes were floating in the air, full of complex emotions of doubt and disbelief. He could hardly believe his ears. Li Yihao was a person who had won the imperial examination and was currently a bachelor's lecturer. He had such a distinguished and distinguished status that he could suffer such severe rebuke. He stared at Yang Baixi closely and asked in a serious tone: "Li Yihao occupies a high position and is admired and worshiped by the world. How can you make such crazy remarks and openly question such a person who is highly respected for his character and knowledge?" ?”

Faced with Cai Yingyang's doubts, Yang Baixi not only showed no intention of flinching, but straightened his back. His eyes were like burning flames, shining with tenacity and grief for the injustice in the world. He took a deep breath and responded candidly: "Even if some people have glorious laurels on their heads and are wearing splendid robes, from their daily words and deeds, you can notice that the principles in those books have not really penetrated into their hearts. On the contrary, the two figures Mr. De and Mr. Li who you may have never heard of, although they are full of gorgeous words, cannot be turned into real actions to help the people at the bottom get out of trouble. They are unknown, but they are like bright stars lighting up the road in the dark. Compared with Li Yihao, the gap between them is huge, and it can be said that there is a huge difference. "

After hearing this, Cai Yingyang looked stunned at first, and then became full of curiosity. He couldn't help but ask: "Who are the Mr. De and Mr. Li you mentioned?" At this moment, Yang Baixi's face quietly appeared. With a deep smile, he replied slowly: "The real names of these two people may not have been widely circulated, but in the land of North Langfang, their deeds are spread in every alley and every ordinary household. and reputation. They are the unsung heroes of this land, silently guarding the soul here and managing this world with fairness and selflessness.”

Cai Yingyang had already sketched out the outline of what Yang Baixi said in his heart, but he still maintained a rigorous attitude and confirmed again: "From what you said, could it be that you are not a local in Beilangfang?" After hearing this, Yang Baixi smiled and shook his head gently. He shook his head and responded frankly: "Sir's guess is correct. Although I grew up in Jinlinfang, I will soon move to your place. Here, I would like to kindly remind you as a person who has experienced this, if If you are still living in Jinlinfang, you should consider moving to North Langfang as soon as possible. As far as I know, within a few months, the housing prices here are very likely to soar like a runaway horse. By then, you want to buy a place in this prosperous place. I'm afraid I'll face many difficulties in finding a place to stay." After saying that, he let out a hearty and slightly meaningful laugh, which seemed to carry his confidence and foresight of the future situation.

At this moment, Cai Yingyang's brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes shone with doubt and inquiry. He looked at Yang Baixi's face full of determination, and secretly tried to figure out the deep meaning behind his words. The surrounding bachelors were also attracted by these remarks. They looked at each other and saw surprise, confusion and a hint of uneasiness in each other's eyes. The future trend of North Langfang seems to have become confusing at this moment because of Yang Baixi's words. There is a subtle tension in the air, as if a silent storm is quietly brewing, heralding the coming great changes.

After hearing Yang Baixi's blunt words, Cai Yingyang felt a surge of emotion in his heart, and a trace of unwillingness flashed across his face. He retorted with a slightly tight voice: "According to your words, Jinlinfang where I am is actually like this in your eyes." Such a miserable place?" His words revealed a determination to defend the dignity of his homeland.

Faced with Cai Yingyang's doubts, Yang Baixi did not evade, but responded calmly in a calm and firm tone: "It is true." These four short words were like a huge stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples. , impacting the hearts of every bachelor present. The power of those words was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's hearts hard, bringing deep shock and endless reflection. The surrounding bachelors glanced at each other and exchanged complicated expressions. They all seemed to be trying to decipher more information from Yang Baixi's words. At this moment, the tea stall seems to be transformed into a miniature social stage, vividly showing the huge gap and sharp contrast between the two regions. Cai Yingyang's eyes reflected a complex of emotions. He first stared at Yang Baixi, who spoke his mind directly, and then slowly swept his eyes across the bustling and orderly streets of North Langfang, and then recalled Jin Linfang. The scenes of devastation and widespread resentment filled my heart with mixed feelings and thoughts.

In this brief silence, Cai Yingyang couldn't help but think about the problems in Jin Linfang and how to make it as harmonious and prosperous as North Langfang. He took a deep breath, tried to calm the waves in his heart, and began to listen carefully and think about the ideas conveyed by Yang Baixi. Perhaps, in this seemingly ordinary tea stall, there was a key clue that could change Jin Linfang's fate hidden.

At this moment, North Langfang looks particularly quiet and peaceful in the afterglow of the setting sun, like an elegant ink painting. People who had been busy all day gathered in the streets and alleys, leaning on doorsteps or sitting around on stone benches. Commonplace conversations and the harshness of the world intertwined into a long market ballad. Not far away, the waiter was still walking non-stop, shuttling among the tea guests, the pots of hot tea in his hands were constantly being refilled, and the rising water vapor seemed to be the teller of the story of this small town, filled with a unique atmosphere. The charm and the temperature of life.

Yang Baixi's words still echo in their ears, like a string of unsolved notes, lingering in the hearts of Cai Yingyang and other scholars, triggering their deep reflection on the governance of North Langfang: What kind of power makes this city The town is in order and people are so peaceful? What kind of oversight caused Jin Linfang to be in such trouble now? This series of questions is like a heavy yoke, weighing heavily on everyone's heart, urging them to explore the deep answers hidden under the calm surface.

At this time, a scribe next to Cai Yingyang was aroused with an unyielding spirit. His eyes were as firm as iron, and his words revealed an unswerving determination, as if he was about to charge into battle to uncover the truth. Warrior: "So, in your opinion, in this seemingly harmonious and flawless North Langfang, are there areas that make you feel dissatisfied and deeply worried?" As soon as these words came out, it was like reflecting on the calm mirror of the lake. Throwing in a stone instantly caused ripples, affecting everyone present, causing everyone's eyes to meet, and their inner thoughts to surge.

When Yang Baixi heard this question, wrinkles suddenly formed between his eyebrows like undulating mountains. His originally calm face was now like a picture of tangled ancient pine trees, revealing deep thoughts. He tilted his head slightly and cast his gaze far into the distance, as if he was tracing every wisp of smoke that drifted away from the bonfire party after the rain last night and every echo of laughter. There are endless stories in his eyes. The scenes are intertwined and superimposed in his memories, and his expression becomes more solemn and complex, as if he is carrying a thousand pounds of weight.

After a while, the silence was broken, and Yang Baixi's voice slowly sounded, mixed with the helplessness and deep dissatisfaction accumulated over the years: "The so-called 'displeasure' is not enough to summarize my true feelings about this matter. Yesterday's A play performed at a bonfire party after the rain really touched a painful point in my heart that I can't let go of. The absurdity and bizarreness of the plot and the roughness and inferiority of the performance are undoubtedly a sign of dignity for those of us who pursue elegant culture. A blasphemy, a naked insult."

At this moment, under the afterglow of the campfire, Yang Baixi's face is like a relief sculpture that has experienced vicissitudes of life, vivid and delicate. The twisted expression seems to be a world of sorrow and joy. On one side is the sorrow for the decline of art, and on the other side is the bitter helplessness of the real situation. His eyes were like an abyss, capable of traveling through the tunnel of time and recreating every sigh-inducing episode in that night's play. Those details carved wounds in his heart that could not be healed, turning into sharp thorns that entangled his heart and caused his thoughts to surge like a tide.

Whenever this matter is mentioned, Yang Baixi's heart is like a rolling sea, and his anger is like a surging spring tide, which is difficult to calm down.

Cai Yingyang and several others heard this, their eyes were as wide as bells, and they kept asking: "What is the show? What is the plot?" Yang Baixi slammed the table and shouted angrily. : "This play is called "The Legend of the White Snake"! The plot is as messy as a ball of twine, and it makes people's heads grow big after watching it. It's about the snake demon Bai Suzhen, who has an affair with a monk. This thing is really It was so messed up that it made my eyes hurt just to read it. The previous part was a poignant love story, but who would have thought that the monk took Bai Suzhen's body by force. From then on, the plot became a complete mess. That screenwriter was simply a mess. There is no common sense.”

Cai Yingyang frowned and asked in confusion: "Is there such a plot in this world? How dare the monk be so rude?" Yang Baixi sneered and continued: "What's even more annoying is that the monk took advantage of Bai Suzhen. Finally, she plausibly said that "love between men and monsters is different", which is really full of nonsense. Bai Suzhen even gave up thousands of years of practice for love, but ended up with such an end, which is really heartbreaking. "

At this point, Yang Baixi seemed to be even more excited. He continued: "Did you know? In order to save Xu Xian, Bai Suzhen risked her life to steal the fairy grass. That kind of persistence and sacrifice moved people to tears. . But what happened? Xu Xian was deceived by the monk and even imprisoned Bai Suzhen in Leifeng Pagoda. This kind of betrayal and deception is more heartbreaking than rape. "

Cai Yingyang and several others were stunned. They had never thought that the plot of a play could be so bizarre and tragic. Yang Baixi looked at their surprised expressions and continued: "So, I say this play is extremely ridiculous and an insult to humanity. Bai Suzhen's experience is the greatest irony of love and kindness. How can such a play make people Can you stand it?"

When everyone heard this, their indignation instantly burned through the entire space like a raging fire cooking oil. Everyone had angry faces and whispered to each other. Facing this unacceptable reality, Cai Yingyang sighed softly, revealing uncontrollable grief and doubt in his words: "Who could have imagined that there would be such absurd and unbelievable things in the world? Jaw-dropping, does the screenwriter still have any consideration for humanity?”

After listening to Yang Baixi, an expression of helplessness and ridicule flashed across his face. He shook his head slightly, and his words revealed his deep disappointment in the work "The Legend of White Snake": "Human nature? The human nature you mentioned is not used in this film." The jokes and twisted plot have been trampled to pieces and changed beyond recognition. This so-called "White Snake" is just a human farce disguised in the name of love. "

At this moment, at Yang Baixi's mottled and yellowed Eight Immortals table, a middle-aged man with a dark face and eyes as deep as a pool of water was sitting with him. A calm yet wise smile appeared on the corner of this experienced man's mouth, like a bonfire in the dusk, which warmly and brightly dispelled the dark clouds of doubt that enveloped Yang Baixi's heart.

He spoke unhurriedly, his voice like a long ancient ballad, and every word contained the wisdom accumulated over the years: "Brother Yang, don't worry too much, my ancestors have been catching snakes for a living for generations, and I am very familiar with the habits of such creatures. If you know it, you may not know that in the mysterious and unfathomable world of snakes, male and female snakes can mate for up to five hours. Such endurance is even legendary in the world. Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen are so affectionate and affectionate, and it is probably difficult to sustain the lingering emotional journey, let alone a monk as profound as Fahai, who has profound Buddhist teachings and vast supernatural powers. He should be able to understand such strange phenomena in nature, and rely on his transcendence to become a saint. The cultivation level can easily resolve it rather than being trapped by it.”

His words were like a key, quietly opening a door to the mysteries of human nature and nature. Yang Baixi could not help but re-examine the real logic behind those seemingly bizarre plots, as well as the subtleties between artistic creation and the reality of life. limit.

After hearing this, Yang Baixi's originally frowning brows seemed like the ice on the spring lake melting quietly in the warm wind. The haze of confusion gradually faded from his face, replaced by a sudden enlightenment as if the clouds were clearing and the sun appeared. His eyes shone with wisdom, and he tapped his forehead gently. At this moment, the fragments of knowledge were like raindrops returning to the pond in his mind. They found their respective places one after another, and were pieced together into vivid and profound images in the depths of his mind. picture. He opened his mouth slightly, and his words flowed with a melody that was both self-deprecating and full of emotion: "So it turns out that my vision is narrow and I can't understand the mysteries contained in it. I'm really ashamed. Brother's answer to the question has made me blocked. The long-awaited thoughts suddenly flow freely! ”

As the words fell, Yang Baixi cast his eyes leisurely out of the window, and the world seemed to become broader and more profound due to his new understanding. At this moment, he felt an unprecedented awe at the wonder and complexity of this world, and aroused a deeper desire to explore in his heart.

And in that hall where countless talented scholars gathered together, a shocking speech exploded like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, reverberating around the walls, and causing everyone in the hall to be stunned and stunned. Everyone's eyes intertwined, and they asked each other with doubtful eyes, trying to digest this incredible information: Some people actually suggested that the mating process of snakes can last for a full ten hours. If this is true, then in this vast land... In nature, isn't there a silent but passionate dance of life going on every night? These strange talks were like an invisible hammer, striking hard on the foundation of their knowledge. Everyone present was shocked and fell into deep contemplation for a moment.

When Cai Yingyang, an old bachelor who had experienced the vicissitudes of life and witnessed the hardships of the world, heard such unexpected remarks, his face twitched as if invisible fingers were momentarily stroking the strings of a piano. The ravines carved by the years on his weather-beaten face seemed to undulate and twist, revealing the magnificence of his heart. He froze in place, as if time had frozen in his world for a long time. It was not until all the sounds around him became blurred that he struggled out of the deep shock and suddenly realized that his thoughts had been drawn to an unknown place. Anticipated areas.

Although Cai Yingyang found it difficult to accept what Lin Xiaofeng said and was even a little unhappy, he was a wise man who was well versed in officialdom after all, and he knew well that he could not criticize Lin Xiaofeng for such seemingly trivial matters. Get angry. He secretly reminded himself that even Emperor Jingjiang, who was ninety-five years old, had personally participated in a discussion on similar topics at a banquet in Zuiyue Tower on a dimly lit night, and explored it with all the bachelors. The mysteries of scholarship.

That night, Yang Baixi, a talented man with extensive knowledge of ancient times and the present, sat around the fire with other scholars, the aroma of wine overflowed, and they talked freely. At that moment when he was slightly drunk, he analyzed the biological phenomena in ancient myths with a keen eye of biology, cleverly combined those illusory legends with rigorous scientific knowledge, and launched an unprecedented academic feast for everyone. At this moment, the emergence of the topic of snakes mating for ten hours has undoubtedly added a touch of fantasy and unique color to the exploration of this group of intellectuals, allowing them to understand more and more in the process of seeking the truth. Come to the infinite charm and endless possibilities of knowledge.

Cai Yingyang was immersed in deep thoughts at the moment. The mystery shrouding his brows was like an ink painting that had not been completely rendered. The ink was not yet dry, but the meaning was hidden. Just when his inner world was as calm as the surface of a lake, a vivid scene on the street jumped out of the realistic picture, instantly breaking the tranquility. I saw a boy with a strong figure moving through the bustling crowd, just like a fish swimming between water plants, dodging left and right, his movements agile and fast, as if he was integrated with the surrounding environment. Behind him, several burly men dressed in black followed closely. Their faces were as iron as steel, their steps were like a violent wind, and a chilling air rushed towards their faces.

What is striking is that on the black cloaks worn by the strong men in black, there are two large characters - "Beacon Fire" embroidered on the back seams. The writing is vigorous and vigorous, like the flames branded in the night, so vivid that it cannot be ignored. , these two fiery words were like a bonfire suddenly lighting up in the dark night, and instantly caught Cai Yingyang's keen gaze.

He immediately turned to look at Yang Baixi who was sitting next to him, his eyes full of eagerness and curiosity, and his words came out quickly with the rise and fall of his breathing: "Brother Yang, do you know who those strong men in black are chasing after you?" Where did he come from? Why are you so cruel to a little boy?" When Yang Baixi heard this, he did not show any panic, but turned his face calmly, his eyes as calm as autumn water, and slowly told the whole story: "This is a local tyrant? , the powerful Three Gods Gang. They were originally a well-known gangster force in the world, with ruthless methods and a reputation. "

Before Yang Baixi's words filled the air, he was drowned by a sudden torrent of chivalry. The blood in Cai Yingyang's chest surged like a river bursting its embankment. With a firm light shining in his eyes, he resolutely led the crowd to follow the figure that was galloping away, like a bolt of lightning that cut through the lazy city life in the afternoon. Instantly causing ripples in a peaceful life.

When Yang Baixi saw this, his heart became tense, and his hurriedly raised arms hovered awkwardly in mid-air, trying to call back those people who had disappeared into the streets and alleys like runaway horses. However, the group of figures turned into rapid arrows and disappeared out of sight, leaving only flying dust and deep regret. In desperation, he had no choice but to put down his arms in frustration, with complicated thoughts intertwined in his eyes, and whispered to himself: "I never thought that even if the years passed and the years passed, the spirit of eagerness and kindness hidden deep in the bones and blood would still shine. Shenghui, should we people reflect on whether the innocence in our hearts has been covered with dust due to the hardships of the world?" (End of this chapter)