Martial Cultivator

Daliang and the demon clan in the north have started fighting again, but in the south behind the Great Wall in the north, there is still peace and no smoke.

Many years actually.

In the first few years after the founding of Daliang, the people still had some lingering fears. After all, they had experienced the evil disasters of the Daqi Dynasty that people don't want to remember anymore. However, with the construction of the Great Wall in the north, more than half of Daliang was built every year. All the taxes were sent to the north. In fact, the people were relieved. Although there were wars outside the Great Wall from time to time, and the young men of the family also went to the battlefield from time to time, those extremely vicious monsters could not cross the Great Wall after all, right?

There is a small town called Baishu Town, which is only a few hundred miles away from the Great Wall in the north. The population has been declining over the years, and there are not many people in the town anymore.

The school teacher in the town, whose surname is Su, is young.

Mr. Su originally planned to travel to Daliang and write a travel diary, but he did not expect that after passing through Baishu Town, he would never leave this town again. After staying as a teacher, he lived in poverty but was still happy. in it.

These days, the war started again in Mobei. Although there was no recruitment notice posted again at the General's Mansion, he also saw with his own eyes that almost half of the few young people here went north. Before these people left the town, Many people came to the school in person and said a lot to Mr. Su.

From now on, I will ask Mr. Su to teach my child. If he is disobedient, he can be beaten and scolded as he pleases. But if the child grows up in the future and has his own ideas, he will still be willing to go to the battlefield rather than become a scholar. Please also ask Mr. Su, please don't stop me.

Mr. Su had mixed feelings in the face of so many people's instructions, and in the end he could only agree to them one by one. But from the bottom of his heart, he still didn't understand why these people thought so. Did they really not think about themselves at all?

So these days, apart from normal classes and teaching, what Mr. Su actually reads the most is the Di newspaper that the county government has stocked over the years.

It’s just that the more I look at it, the more confused I feel, and I really can’t think clearly.

Today, Mr. Su had a day off, so he became more interested. He moved a small clay stove under the eaves and started to warm wine and enjoy the snow. The crazy scholar beside him always sat quietly on one side, watching the heavy snow quietly, regardless of whether it was It's not like heavy snow falls on your head and you get a head full of snowflakes.

Mr. Su stood up and handed over a bottle of wine, but the latter remained unmoved and didn't even reach out to take it.

It was not the first day for Mr. Su to deal with people, so he was used to strange things. He didn't think about the trouble he had suffered. Instead, he turned around happily, sat in front of the clay stove, and took a sip of warm wine. He hummed comfortably.

After that, Mr. Su started to read the Di newspaper again, frowning.

At this moment, there happened to be a cold wind, and the pile of newspapers beside him was blown by the wind, and moved sideways towards the crazy scholar over there.

The crazy scholar who was still motionless suddenly reached out to catch a newspaper and read it for a few times. His eyes, which were originally full of confusion, briefly regained clarity.

"What are you thinking about?"

The crazy scholar glanced at the newspaper in his hand, stood up on his own initiative, went to sit down in front of the clay stove, and then picked up the wine and took a sip.

Mr. Su was startled at first, and then a little happy. He had seen the crazy scholar in front of him sometimes sober and sometimes crazy. He knew that this scholar was very knowledgeable, but he also knew that there was no telling how long he would be awake. So I quickly raised my doubts and spoke quickly because I was worried that I would soon lose the hard-won opportunity.

The crazy scholar glanced at Mr. Su and said calmly, "It's quite simple."

After saying this, the crazy scholar began to ramble on, analyzing the current scene in New Liuzhou from the very beginning.

In recent years, New Liuzhou has been said to have exchanged one state's life for half of the Liang Dynasty's treasury. Many people mentioned this and couldn't help but murmured a few words, saying that this matter actually makes no sense. Every year For conscription, just let each of the Liang and Jiuzhou produce some young men. In this way, there is no need for half of the imperial court's treasury money to go to the new Liuzhou every year.

It’s just that everyone with a discerning eye knows that after the young men from Xin Liuzhou go to the battlefield, they will definitely work harder than the young men from other Daliang Jiuzhou. After all, the other young men from Daliang feel that they go to the battlefield to defend the country, but they can’t actually protect the family. , but the young men of New Liuzhou truly know that we work together to protect our country.

After all, once the Great Wall of the North is broken, New Liuzhou will be the first to suffer.

Even if Daliang recovers and gradually regains its lost ground, New Liuzhou is destined to be devastated.

At that time, the country will still be there, but the home will be gone.

Most of the things in the world are satisfactory to the majority of people, but should this be the case for the small group of people who are sacrificed and the small group of people who are not taken seriously?

I don’t know how others can’t see it, but at least in today’s Daliang, it’s not possible.

Otherwise, Emperor Liang would not have issued several decrees for New Liuzhou after he ascended the throne. Among them, the monthly salary of teachers in New Liuzhou was paid by the imperial court. Children of ordinary families in New Liuzhou only need to choose the nearest school to study. That's it. Everything else is fine.

Don't worry.

Apart from this matter, the taxes in New Liuzhou have been reduced and reduced since the first year after Emperor Daliang ascended the throne. By about ten years of Tianjian, the taxes that New Liuzhou had to pay were already less than half of those in the other eight states in Daliang.

In addition to these, there are many measures that are beneficial to people's livelihood, almost all of which were finalized during the reign of Emperor Liang.

No matter what a dynasty wants to do, no matter what measures it takes, it actually requires a long period of deliberation and repeated consultations with the courtiers. However, when Emperor Liang set the tone, it was the imperial advisor who had prepared the method in advance. Emperor Liang just took one look at it and agreed with everyone. Later, he issued an edict to confirm the matter, and it was not the turn of the courtiers to express their opinions.

At that time, it was probably one of the first times that Emperor Liang forced him into the palace after he ascended the throne. However, even so, the courtiers knelt to death outside the palace gate and could not see the emperor.

Of course, after this incident, the tone of His Majesty the Emperor in the hearts of the courtiers was thus set.

The Liang Dynasty had produced many benevolent emperors and wise masters over the past two hundred years, but such a heroic master was the first after Emperor Taizu Gao and Emperor Taizong.

There is even a hint of being better than someone who is already blue.

In the eyes of ordinary people, these methods of His Majesty the Emperor are just ways to win people's hearts, but the price is too high. To win the hearts of the people of a state, only very few people know about it. By doing these things, His Majesty the Emperor wants to tell the people of Daliang, What you have done for Daliang is seen by Daliang, don't be disappointed.

At this point, the crazy scholar glanced at Mr. Su, who was still deep in thought, and said softly, "If you treat others sincerely, the people will naturally be grateful and want to repay you."

"There are no heroes in history, but at the same time, there is only one hero who can be so considerate of the people and be a benevolent king. From this point of view alone, I don't think Emperor Lingzong regarded Prince Yiwen as his successor. There is no better person than His Majesty the Emperor today."

Mr. Su came back to his senses and asked softly, "In your opinion, as an emperor, can the people and courtiers be grateful?"

The crazy scholar laughed and said, "Yes, but what is needed is that the courtiers are honest and upright people who don't think about themselves."

Mr. Su sighed and said, "That doesn't seem to be easy. Probably only in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, there would be such a situation."

The crazy scholar nodded, took a sip of hot wine, and said with a smile, "Confucianism has a saying that we should share the world with the scholars. This was the case in the years before Liang Dynasty, but when His Majesty became the emperor, he wanted to share the world with the people of the world."

Mr. Su asked, "Which one is better and which one is worse?"

The crazy scholar shook his head, "It's hard to say."

Mr. Su said oh and took a sip of wine.

The crazy scholar laughed and said, "But as long as the person sitting on the throne can choose one of them, it will be difficult to subdue the country. This should be true."

Mr. Su moved his lips and was about to speak when the crazy scholar said to himself, "But in today's world, it is probably best to share the world with the common people."

As a scholar, Mr. Su frowned slightly. Although he was a little dissatisfied, he never spoke and was just silent.

The crazy scholar said, "If we had not treated the people like this, we would not have been able to defend the north. The civil servants of this dynasty have been complaining that the emperor values ​​military affairs over literature. But in this world, this can only be done like this. The monster tribes in the north are eyeing them, even if they want to keep the well water from the river water." To live a happy life like this, the other party must be willing. In fact, even if you sign an agreement, it is meaningless. Nothing in the world can remain unchanged. It is the responsibility of the superior to prepare for a rainy day. "

The sword can be in the scabbard, but when you really want to draw the sword, you have to be able to pull it out.

Mr. Su sincerely admired him and said, "Sir's knowledge is beyond the reach of Su. It is Su's great fortune to be under the same roof with him!"

The crazy scholar didn't say anything, but just drank. The bottle of wine quickly ran out.

The wine was not that good. Compared with the drinks that Crazy Scholar drank in the early years, it was actually very different. However, drinking this wine made Crazy Scholar feel calm.

Temporary peace of mind, casual.

Mr. Su looked at this past that must have been extremely bright, but he didn't know what he went through to become the crazy scholar he is today. A flash of sympathy and regret flashed in his eyes.

If this crazy scholar is not crazy, will there really be a scholar in the world who can be remembered in the annals of history?

"Su dared to ask, what is it that keeps Mr. confused?"

Mr. Su sincerely wanted to see the crazy scholar in front of him return to normal. Although he knew that he had almost no ability, he still wanted to try.

The crazy scholar didn't reply for a long time. When Mr. Su went to see the crazy scholar again, he found that the other person's eyes were blank again. Obviously, after saying these things,

This scholar, who was not always sober, now went crazy again.

Mr. Su sighed and didn't know what to say.

At this time, there was a knock on the school door. Mr. Su listened carefully and confirmed that it was indeed a knock on the door. Then he got up and went to the courtyard door. When he opened the door, a half-year-old child saluted seriously, followed by An old gentleman with gray hair.

Judging from his appearance, he is undoubtedly a scholar.

The half-grown child smiled and said, "Mr. Su, we were just having a snowball fight outside when we met this old man. The old man said he wanted to come to the school and have a look, so I brought him here."

Mr. Su glanced at the old gentleman and quickly took the initiative to salute. Since he confirmed that the other party was a scholar and was much older than himself, he naturally had to perform the junior salute.

The old gentleman took the initiative and said, "I came all the way here just for the smell of wine."

Mr. Su said with embarrassment, "I would like to warm up a few bottles of wine, but it's not a good wine. If the old man doesn't mind, come and have a few sips."

The old gentleman was not polite and said with a smile, "Of course it's great."

When the child saw that Mr. Su was not angry, he stopped staying and quickly trotted away. It was snowing heavily today, and several guys had already shouted that they wanted to fight with him. The little guy was not afraid, and just wanted to let them know that he had a good life. , in this Baishu Town, he was not afraid of anyone during snowball fights!

The old gentleman followed Mr. Su into the small courtyard of the entrance hall, and when he came under the eaves, he happened to see the crazy scholar.

Mr. Su noticed this and smiled bitterly and said, "I am also a scholar, but there must be something I can't think about, so I go crazy. But I wake up occasionally. When I am crazy on weekdays, it doesn't matter. I just sit quietly. There is no need to worry, Mr. Su." ”

The old gentleman nodded and didn't say much. Instead, he sat down in front of the clay stove. He didn't hesitate to pick up a pot of wine and drank it.

Mr. Su didn't mind the old man's familiarity. His knowledge was not very sophisticated, but he had a very good temper. No matter what his temper was, he could get along well with him.

After Mr. Su sat down, he took the initiative to ask, "Where are you coming from, Mr. Su?"

The old gentleman said calmly, "Where is this?"

Mr. Su frowned, but soon figured out that the old man in front of him was probably asking about his hometown or where he usually lives.

Mr. Su said softly, "It seems that the old gentleman has been away from home for many years."

The old gentleman drank wine and said to himself, "It's true. When I was young, I always wanted to meet more great scholars and know more about the saints' teachings, so I went out to study and traveled around for a lifetime. I didn't go back to my hometown many times. times."

Mr. Su nodded. He could understand this kind of thing. As long as the scholars in the world have ideas, they are probably like this. Going out to study is nothing special.

"I guess the old gentleman has been to many places and read many books?"

Mr. Su asked and picked up a bottle of wine.

"I didn't go to many places, but I read a lot of books."

The old gentleman glanced at the crazy scholar on one side and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Mr. Su smiled and said, "The old gentleman can be said to be a real scholar? Has he ever served as an official?"

"No, I studied when I was young, and then taught. For the rest of my life, I probably only did this one thing."

The old gentleman rubbed his beard, as if he was not satisfied.

Mr. Su looked at the old gentleman whom he had met by chance and said with a smile, "I guess the old gentleman has many proud disciples in his life, right?"

The old gentleman nodded, but didn't say much. It seemed that there was really no particularly satisfactory disciple worth talking about.

Mr. Su did not ask further questions. He was also a teacher. He also knew that he might be able to teach a few pretty good disciples in his life, but those few disciples may not be the best among people in the eyes of the world.

Seeing that the wind and snow outside were getting bigger and bigger, Mr. Su couldn't help but ask, "Mr., are you going out alone? At your age, why are you running outside? Your body and bones are no longer comparable to those of young people. The old man still needs to take care of his health." That’s it.”

The old man glanced at Mr. Su and said with a smile, "The last time I listened to others' opinions was about a century ago."

Mr. Su smiled bitterly and said, "That's what the junior said. If the old gentleman thinks that what the junior said is unreasonable, just ignore it."

The old gentleman did not answer this question, but said, "I have had many disciples in my life. Some disciples were unlucky and died early, and some disciples deviated from the orthodoxy, but they never disowned me as a gentleman. When it comes to me, At this age, with no children, what else can I hope for? I just hope that my students will be successful, and even if they are not successful, they can live a stable and happy life. It's a pity that there is a bastard who will fall into despair when something bad happens. , I want to lock myself up. Do you think I, as a gentleman, can’t worry about this kind of guy?”

Mr. Su

I was stunned and didn't know what to say for a moment.

The old gentleman narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Obviously he didn't do anything wrong. If he really wanted to say he did something wrong, it was just a mistake. If he did something wrong, he did something wrong. It just needs to be corrected. Well, on weekdays, it's just a mistake." Is your son really bad at accounting? As for the things at home, the family did something wrong and you didn't get involved. Why can't you get through it? If you really want to say that you have nothing to do with the family, it's just the same surname. ”

The old man's ramblings made Mr. Su confused and he really couldn't understand.

The old gentleman took a few sips of wine and suddenly cursed, "That scholar named Zhou said that he is not stained by mud, brat, why can't you be that lotus?!"

The old man's sudden anger startled Mr. Su, but the teacher was not dissatisfied. Instead, he sympathized with the old man in front of him. It seemed that at this moment he was thinking of a disciple he liked very much, and even expressed his feelings towards the old man. That disciple had great expectations, but things turned out to be the opposite.

Mr. Su softly advised, "Old sir, just do your best. You have to walk your own path. How can you control so much?"

When the old gentleman heard this, he was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, okay, let's walk our own path!"

Mr. Su didn't know if there was anything wrong with what he said, but he didn't know what to say at the moment. In the end, he could only look at the old man in front of him and sigh.

Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite, and everyone has something to worry about.

The old gentleman was silent for a moment, looked at the teacher in front of him, and did not speak for a long time.

Mr. Su hesitated for a moment and asked, "Mr., is that student his most proud disciple?"

The old gentleman shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter. It's just that I spend the longest time with me, and I spend the most energy on him."

Mr. Su thought for a while and said, "Then the old gentleman went out this time just to find that student and talk to him from the bottom of his heart?"

The old gentleman sneered and said, "So what if I see you. I'm pretending to be crazy and acting stupid. I can't even listen to a word, so that makes people angry."

Mr. Su was startled, but he was not too stupid after all. Now he understood in hindsight and asked in disbelief, "Old sir? Is this gentleman in front of me his student?"

The old gentleman neither admitted nor denied. He just looked at the crazy scholar who was sitting quietly over there. After a moment, he stood up and came to him. He looked at the student whose hair was already turning white and asked, "You Do you really think you can’t understand?”

Mr. Su stood up and had a lot of respect for the old man in front of him. He had already known the knowledge of the crazy scholar in front of him. Since the old man in front of him was his teacher, how knowledgeable was he?

The old man's eyes flickered, and Mr. Su even saw some tears in the old man's eyes.

The old gentleman at this moment seems to be either a scholar or a very disappointed old man looking at his child who has gone astray.

Some angry, some regretful, some sad, but mostly helpless and distressed.

After all, if he really didn't care about this student, why would he come to him?

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. If you still can't figure it out, I have nothing more to say."

The old gentleman raised his hand, as if he was going to slap his student next.

Mr. Su opened his mouth, but no words came out.

As a result, the old gentleman raised his hand, then slowly lowered it, brushing the snowflakes off his head for his student, and then said softly, "It doesn't matter if you make a mistake. It doesn't matter if you feel that you are not born a good person, because everything in the past is nothing." It’s past and irreversible, it’s better to start over in the future.”

After saying this, the person in front of me still didn't react. The old gentleman didn't say anything more. Instead, he took out a bag of money from his arms and handed it to Mr. Su. He said softly, "Stupid student like me, I don't know how long I have to think about it." , thank you for being so bad for him these days.”

Handing over the money bag, the old gentleman saluted solemnly.

Mr. Su waved his hands repeatedly, feeling that it was not appropriate at all to let such an old man salute him. However, if he knew the identity of the old man in front of him, he would be extremely shocked on the spot.

Ever since the old man in front of him took the position of the dean of the academy, he has never even saluted His Majesty the Emperor. It can be said that no one in the world can make the old man in front of him salute like this.

"I'm leaving."

After straightening up, the old man sighed without saying anything, turned around and walked towards the wind and snow. Mr. Su quickly followed and escorted the old man to the door, but did not say anything, because he knew that in front of him, The old man wouldn't want to hear it.

After watching the old man leave, Mr. Su turned around, returned to the eaves, and looked at the crazy scholar.

Unexpectedly, the scholar, who was extremely quiet no matter when he was crazy or sober, was bursting into tears at this moment.

"This chapter is six thousand, today is just one chapter."