The leisurely life of rebirth.

After Ye Laosi's Kyushu Club was established, at the foot of the imperial city, the rich and capable also followed suit. Let alone this top club blossom everywhere!But they have sprung up like mushrooms after the rain, and the most famous one that can stand shoulder to shoulder with him is the Lanyuan Club.

In the squash court of Lanyuan Club, only one room was brightly lit, and the ball kept hitting the wall.

"Xiao San'er, you think this arm is useless!" The man sitting on the ground rested for a while, and with strength in his body, he stood up to stop the mad bull.

"Wang Bingqing, stop!" He hugged Xiao San'er from behind, stopping his crazy behavior.

"Okay, brother, let me go!" Wang Bingqing threw away the racket. [

He carefully let go of his third brother, and he was relieved when he saw that he was no longer acting like a lunatic.

Wang Bingqing sat down on the ground, leaned against the wall behind him, turned on the mineral water, and took a big gulp.

"Xiao San'er, it's cold, drink less cold water, I'll give them some hot drinks." He waved his hand, and the waiter outside the glass door hurried forward, and after hearing his order, he ran out quickly, and quickly He brought two cups of hot tea, sent them in, and quietly withdrew.

Wang Bingqing picked up the hot tea and took a big gulp, "Be careful it's hot!" His words still remained.

Wang Bingqing spat it out and fanned the wind with his hands.

"How is it? Look at your quick temper." He said funny, "Hehe... How are you? Are you okay!"

"It's okay! The water is a bit hot, but fortunately it's not boiling water, otherwise this tongue would definitely have some seasonings. It can be served as a drink." Wang Bingqing laughed at himself.

You can still make fun of yourself, which shows that you are not dizzy in a hurry! "Still angry with our dad!" The two sat side by side on the ground against the wall, and he patted his shoulder reassuringly.

"No!" Wang Bingqing said sullenly, remembering the dispute with his old man inside the red wall a few hours ago, the result is self-evident. Room, to vent the depression in my heart.

"Okay, there is no progress today, the old man is willing to listen to you!" The elder brother continued to explain the younger brother.

"If it wasn't for my speaking speed! In the end, I would have been kicked out by the old man." Wang Bingqing said depressingly.

"Next? What are you going to do, little San'er?" He asked with a smile.

"What else can I do?" The bitterness in Wang Bingqing's eyes flashed away.But cheered up again. "There is no choice. Since you have chosen the path, you must persevere. There is no reason to give up. Persistence is victory!"

Wang Bingqing's starry eyes flashed with determination.muttered in his mouth. "If you want to do things in a down-to-earth manner, you have to still stand in the middle of the game field, and be kicked off the ring. What a fart! The qualifications have been cancelled. No matter how many dreams you have, they are all empty."

He pulled Wang Bingqing up, "Let's go! The stinky sweat is flushing all over the body, it's getting late, it's time to go home."

The two went to the bathroom, had a good bubble, and when they came out, they were dressed neatly, and when they left the club, the two of them who were still a little bit listless were suddenly sober after being blown by the cold wind.

"Where are you going, I'll take you off." He said.

"Where else can I go, go to Beijing to do it! After the matter is over, I will return to Pengcheng tomorrow!" Wang Bingqing said calmly.

"Little San'er, you're so sure that's the right side." He started the car, shifted gears, stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove out of the parking lot and slid onto the road. [

"Brother! You shouldn't say 'yes'! You can only say that they won." Wang Bingqing's clear voice came. "Our father is not wrong!"

Didn't the older generation wholeheartedly hope that this country will prosper, that the country will be rich and the people strong?Everyone has the same wish!

Just like Wang Anshi's reform and Sima Guang's final opposition to the reform in the Northern Song Dynasty, the purpose is not all to make the country rich and the people strong.

However, in fact, the guiding ideology of Wang Anshi's reform is to open the door to competing for profits with the people in the form of state monopoly management.With Sima Guang's character and knowledge, it is impossible for him not to object to this approach.Therefore, as Wang Anshi said: From the beginning to the end, there was only one Sima Junshi who did not change his attitude against the reform.Believe me, otherwise Sima Guang would not be Sima Guang.Sima Guang's thoughts and strategies were faithfully inherited from Han Wendi and Han Jingdi.Under the political structure of the empire, the most difficult thing to govern was actually not the people, but the officials.As long as the royal family and officials who are like wolves and tigers can not cause trouble, do not disturb the people, and can act in a clean manner; as long as the officials are not given the opportunity to exploit the common people, let them keep their duties and not mess around, so that the officials can secure their positions and the people enjoy their careers , then, Chinese people will produce exhausted material wealth and spiritual wealth like magic.

But look at who is the class that gets rich first?I knew that they were all actively advocating reforms, and officials took advantage of the reforms to ruin the people like tigers and wolves out of cages.

'Govern the country only by governing officials! 'This is also what he thought and realized all the way from Yunxian to Pengcheng.Otherwise, no matter how many fruits are stolen, if you want to benefit one party, the premise is that you still have to stand in the ring.

The car skidded a little, so scared that Wang Bingqing hurriedly said, "Brother, calm down, and don't brake! It will be really wrong if there is a car accident."

In the middle of the night, there was no car on the road. It would be too bad luck to hit the isolation pier and the trees on the sidewalk!

The car slid slowly, stopped on the side of the road, turned off the engine, and pulled the handbrake.He looked at his third brother, "What do you mean by that?"

"Hey! Brother, you don't think it's cold!" Wang Bingqing wrapped the coat around his body.

"There is no right or wrong in politics, only winning or losing," he said.

"You know all about this, drive fast, and freeze to death." Wang Bingqing urged.

"You! Don't worry about getting angry. I will persuade our old man later." He said.

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Red walls and blue tiles, in the study, "It's getting late, it's time to rest."

"Sleep first if you're sleepy." The old man waved his hand.

"Obviously, every time you go back to the article written by our San'er, you read it again and again, you can't put it down, and you agree with it. Why are you confronting him tit for tat." She sighed.

The old man sighed, "You don't understand! In a power struggle, there is no right or wrong, only victory or defeat. Participating in the game of politics is like participating in the Olympics. Winning the gold medal is the right way. If you don't have this ability, don't participate in this game. Otherwise The higher you climb, the harder you fall! There is no persistence and faith in a person’s heart, so he should get out of here early!” He paused and said, “I’d rather my son be a dragon that can kill his father with one bite, than He is a wimpy worm! He has no firm belief and is timid. Even his father can't get over it, and the road ahead will be even more difficult! In the fierce political struggle, once he can't control it, it is very easy to rush for quick success, One change is opportunistic, and the next change is unscrupulous, thus falling into obscenity and becoming contemptible. Rather than being killed by others in the future! Ending in a miserable end, it is better to give me a rest as soon as possible."

"You father and son." She shook her head and laughed.

The old man stared at the family portrait on the desk, and said in his heart, "Boy, I'm waiting for you! Don't let me down."

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In the ward, after He Junyao and the others left, Yu Changlong's heart-piercing pain swept over him, sweeping away all his consciousness. If it wasn't for his legs being unable to move, he would now wish to hit his head against the wall, and it would be over once and for all.Yu Changlong was awakened by the pain again, and began his painful struggle.In this way, he repeatedly fainted and woke up from the pain... [

"This girl, does it have to be treated like this?" An Zaijiang also stayed behind, and he couldn't help asking after seeing his painful appearance.

An Zaijiang is a doctor who is used to seeing all kinds of pain. He has painkillers and injections for painkillers.This is too miserable!

"All hardships are rewarding!" Fang Monan sat cross-legged on the sofa, without raising his eyebrows, and began to chant the 'Pure Heart Mantra'.You can clear your heart and calm your mind, go to trouble and stop evil.

On a cold winter night, the north wind outside is bleak, snowflakes are flying, and the night is quiet.Yu Changlong was struggling with the pain, Wei Qihong was also upset when he saw his pain and howling.When I heard that light and pleasant voice, I felt like a golden light piercing through the bleakness in my heart, covering them in warmth. The soft singing was like a gust of wind blowing, It seems to heal the pain on your body, slowly let you relax, your mind is empty, and your thoughts slowly calm down.

Those Sanskrit sounds echoed in the dreamlike mountain valley, washing away the dirt of the world.The clear and melodious Sanskrit sounds make the worried faces fade and atomize, and the back-to-nature sounds of nature make the heart cool and clear.Relieve the lingering depression in the chest, so the dust is outside, the heart is inside, and the wind moves with the heart.

The world seems to be quiet all of a sudden, with integrity, elegance, clearness, fullness, and tranquility of mind.

Although Yu Changlong's body pain did not ease at all, his state of mind has improved a lot.With the Sanskrit sound, I let go of my thoughts.

An Zaijiang and Wei Qihong also gradually calmed down, he had to be steady, otherwise he would be the one who suffered the most if he helped Yu Changlong.

Just like that overnight, at dawn, except for intermittent convulsions, Yu Changlong hardly moved. He had exhausted all his physical strength, his eyes began to turn white, his breath was more than his breath, and even his voice was inaudible. The gauze biting his mouth was also stained with blood, and when he turned his eyes, he fell into the darkness.

"Wipe off the ointment on his body!" Fang Monan's voice sounded like an amnesty order, Wei Qihong and An Zaijiang didn't bother to ask the nurse to help, they started to wipe off the ointment on his legs "paste.

After applying the ointment, it seems that Yu Changlong's snoring sound can still be heard.Wei Qihong hissed, "Just fall asleep!"

An Zaijiang called in a stronger nurse and changed the quilt on Yu Changlong's body and under his body inside and out. In fact, the quilt was beaten by his sweat like it was fished out of the water.

"Doctor Fang, this will last for a few days." Wei Qihong stood up and staggered, "Hey! Be careful!" Fang Monan helped her sit on the chair.

"This will take a week."

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