Chapter 2181 God Is Also Guilty

"We are in the White Arowana suit today!"

The late autumn in Yingcheng is quite cold.

On the bustling street, Zuo Guangshu wore a dog-skin hat, an ill-fitting cotton and linen jacket, a pair of cuffed torn leather boots, and a rough windshield to cover up his noble appearance. s face.

Next to him, Jiang Wang was similarly dressed, wearing a bamboo hat, a face scarf, and a black robe, with his hands folded in his sleeves. The world-famous Sauvignon Blanc is hidden in the storage box.

Today he and Zuo Guangshu were strolling on the street. After all, they were both well-known figures. In order to avoid onlookers, they had to cover up a little. Of course Jiang Zhenren could directly influence the knowledge of passers-by, but this is Ying City after all, with strong people like clouds and strict rules. He is too lazy to use magic along the way and accidentally touch anyone's sensitive nerves - of course the Huaiguo Duke's Palace can solve this problem. Troublesome, but not necessary.

Hearing this, he smiled: "You are a white dragon, and I have always been a fish."

Zuo Guangshu chuckled: "Then I am Bai Arowana. Anyway, we are together!"

"I finally understand why Shun Hua is devoted to you." Jiang Wang looked at him sideways: "You really know how to do it!"

"You said it wrong again." Zuo Guangshu was very proud: "I learned it all from her."

Jiang Wang said earnestly: "If you play harp, you will get beaten easily."

Yingcheng is a prosperous place in the world, with a mixture of fish and dragons and a huge crowd. The so-called breathing becomes clouds, and the towers are filled with fog.

The two of them were not aimless. They wandered around and came to the east of the city. There is a Zhuque Street here. Zuo Guangshu loved to stroll here in the past, but this time his destination is not here.

The southern main road of Zhuque Street has four branches.

The two walked along one of them and turned into an alley. They passed many low bungalows along the way and stepped through the autumn light that swept through the branches of the trees.

The bright yellow talisman tied to the branches is the autumn color of Yingcheng.

This most luxurious city in the world certainly has a less luxurious side, and these low-rise houses are just a corner of it. Of course, this is the imperial capital of Chu after all. At the emperor's feet are low bungalows, which can be seen from the materials and have a relatively unified architectural style.

At the end of the long and narrow alley, a view suddenly opened up - there was an open square here, with a huge camphor tree as the center.

Children jumping back and forth, old men playing chess, women gathering together to wash their clothes and chatting about household matters...

It can be seen that this is a "paradise" for civilians. There is no feasting, drunkenness, or phoenixes soaring in the sky, or piles of white jade. Some are just the simplest laughter and the simplest worries.

In front of the huge camphor tree, there stood an upright man, facing people from all directions alone, giving a lecture.

People kept gathering around, and the heads were densely packed, like ants gathering for food, and there were many circles inside and outside.

Jiang Wang and Zuo Guangshu were not unusual. They chatted away and then slowly walked around and stood on the periphery of the crowd.

"The style of lecturing is most popular in Wei Di." Zuo Guangshu said in a message: "Back then, Wei Xing and Xue Gui opened their own forums and lectured for nine days. More and more fans gathered, so that they blocked the city gate and stopped pedestrians from flowing. As soon as they left the east gate and then the west gate, they gave lectures and debated the law in the distance, but they could not convince each other. Finally, they walked back along the river and sat across from each other on the riverbank to debate the law three times in front of the whole world. Gui won all three games, so "Xue Gui's new method" was born. The "Gui" in his name also became the most important word in Legalism. This is the origin of rules. "

This story told by Zuo Guangshu is clearly recorded in "Zhengfa Tianheng" written by Gongsun Buhai, the contemporary leader of the Xingren Palace. This book is rigorous and solemn, with mixed narratives and discussions. Every point is based on history and respects the existing historical materials. It is a must-read work to understand the legalist ideological context.

Jiang Wang has also carefully read Xue Gui's immortal work "The Law of Eternity", so of course he is aware of this public case.

He looked at the speaker in the crowd and said casually: "The World-Honored One still has the bell of extensive hearing, so that the world can know his heart. This is also the way to tell the truth."

Over the years, if anyone has been most impressed by Jiang Wang's growth, it would be Zuo Guangshu.

When I first met Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang was only "full of martial virtue" and his knowledge could not be said to be absent, but it was also very sparse. Sometimes he quoted scriptures and said something, but Brother Jiang couldn't understand it at all. So he pays great attention when chatting and tries not to say anything unfamiliar, but sometimes what he thinks is "common sense", Brother Yu Jiang is also "knowledge".

My mother often said, "This is the regret of being humble" and often sent books to Brother Jiang in his name.

But as time went by, Brother Jiang became better at cultivation, became more knowledgeable, and read more. Nowadays, I can quote from many sources, from Legalism to Buddhism, from Xue Gui to Guangwen.

Zuo Guangshu sighed in his heart and said: "The city where Xue Gui and Wei Xing gave lectures has been prosperous and abandoned, and it is now the capital of King Wei [Liheng]. Wei is also a place of outstanding people, but Weiguo But it is a 'small country', a vassal of the central government."

"What do you want to express?" Jiang Wang smiled half-heartedly.

"It can be seen that the argument is unsuccessful." Zuo Guangshu said.

"If we discuss but do not implement it, nothing will happen." Jiang Wang said: "If we discuss and implement it, everything will fall into place."

The camphor tree never withers in autumn and stays green all year round.

Zuo Guangshu looked up at the huge cloud-like crown and said softly: "This big camphor tree has a history of more than a thousand years."

Jiang Wang said nothing.

The man standing in front of the thousand-year-old camphor tree was none other than Chu Yuzhi.

Wearing military uniforms, military boots, and a straight sword, without any accessories, he was incompatible with the extremely beautiful Chu country.

He was talking about his philosophy, calling on the common people to fight for their rights and to fight against the nobles. We must unite as one, build bridges for the common people, and pave roads to the sky, so that everyone can stride forward.

He said "rich but not kind", "noble but not famous", and how the world should be fair.

His speech was not passionate, but eloquent. Like him, he has a plain style.

Among the onlookers, one person asked: "Brother Xiao Yu, do you hate the powerful?"

From the name "Brother Xiao Yu", it can be seen that these people are very close to Chu Yuzhi.

This young man with the surname of the country has been walking between the streets for many years. Although he is extraordinary, he has returned to the mortal world. No one thinks he is abrupt and should not be here.

He looked at the passerby who asked the question and said seriously: "Uncle, power comes from the collective strength of the people, and honor comes from the outstanding achievements. These are inevitable. What reason do I have to hate them? I don't hate the powerful, just like I won't hate a camphor tree." "But you keep talking about the powerful, the powerful." The passerby uncle said: "I heard someone say that you are the kind of person who only knows how to be jealous and hate the rich." "I know people who are like blank paper, I know people who have been well protected since childhood and have pure minds. I know brave nobles, I know the proud sons of aristocratic families who are willing to die for their honor." Chu Yuzhi didn't show any annoyance: "But I also know some other people, they They are fat, bloated and vicious. They have everything since they were born, so they don't know how to cherish it. They are extremely incompetent, but they occupy high positions. They have no moral integrity, but they can call the shots..."

"What I hate is those who hold power for personal gain and are rich but have no responsibility."

He said clearly: "What I hate is those who enjoy the best resources of the country, but cannot make the greatest contribution to the country, or even refuse to make a contribution."

"But those resources were also earned by their fathers. What's wrong with them wasting them?" The passerby uncle said: "Just like when my father left, he left me a few ingots of silver. No one can control how I spend it!"

There was immediately beside him. People started to make a noise: "Liu Laosi, your father left you a few ingots of silver?! You are a very secretive kid!"

"Go away!" Liu Laosi scolded: "I am using a metaphor! Do you understand the metaphor?"

"How they waste money in private is their own business, and no one can really control it." Chu Yuzhi said: "But if they form a clique and make private payments, and become prominent, they will set up checkpoints on the road to prominence and only let their own people go?"

Liu Laosi scratched his head: "Let me think about it, they form a clique and make private payments, but they didn't take the money in your pocket, what does it have to do with you and me?"

Chu Yuzhi asked: "Uncle, what do you do?"

Liu Laosi lowered his head and said: "I think about it, they form a clique and make private payments, but they didn't take the money in your pocket, what does it have to do with you and me?"

Chu Yuzhi asked: "Uncle, what do you do?"

Liu Laosi lowered his head and said: "I think about it, they form a clique and make private payments, and they didn't take the money in your pocket, what does it have to do with you and me?"

Chu Yuzhi asked: "Uncle, what do you do?" He looked at his load of tofu and didn't want to talk for a moment, but still said, "I sell tofu."

Chu Yuzhi asked again, "How long do you work every day?"

Liu Laosi, who sells tofu, said, "I get up before the cock crows every day and do everything until dawn. Soy milk sells well in the morning, and the filtered bean dregs are kept for cooking in the evening. After selling soy milk, I sell tofu, carrying a load on my shoulders and walking around the streets and alleys. Sometimes I come here to rest my feet and eat a bowl of noodles at noon, and sometimes I don't rest and bring my own noodles. I go home when I finish selling, and I go home when it's dark - forget it, you guys talk, I should go sell tofu!"

He picked up the load and left.

"Uncle, wait! Let me ask you another question!" Chu Yuzhi said, "How much money do you make every day?"

"Not much, but enough to make a living." Liu Laosi grinned with a cracked mouth and said happily.

"Do you know why you don't make much?" Chu Yuzhi asked.

"I just sell tofu, how much can I earn?" Liu Laosi scratched his head: "Isn't it the same when selling tofu?"

Chu Yuzhi looked at him: "Is it because you don't work hard enough?"

Liu Laosi thought about it and said seriously: "I'm not a lazy man. I work every day and never rest all year round."

"Let me tell you why." Chu Yuzhi said: "You earn money by working, and other people earn money by themselves. They say this lump of mud is money, and this lump of mud becomes money, but you have to beat it into tofu before it can be counted as money. When the two kinds of money are mixed together, your value is diluted. That's why you have to work so hard!"

Chu Yuzhi looked into his eyes: "Uncle, do you still think this has nothing to do with you?"

Liu Laosi didn't speak for a while.

"If you join the army, your honor is earned with punches, kicks, swords and guns, while others' honor is bought with money, or even with a word - others spend their own money, others take their own shortcuts, what does it have to do with you?" Chu Yuzhi stood in front of the big camphor tree and pulled the corner of his mouth: "Your efforts become meaningless! Your honor is also filled with water! Your blood and sweat become ridiculous! Doesn't it matter?" At this point, he gathered his sleeves: "I think it still matters. At least it matters to me. I have experienced these things personally, and many members of my Tongyi Society have also experienced these things. We don't want others to experience this." The crowd was silent for a while. This world needs fairness, but fairness is sometimes not available. And many people have become accustomed to it and don't think it's wrong. "Let's go." Jiang Wang turned around. "Don't you want to see it?" Zuo Guangshu asked. "I have seen it." Jiang Wang said. Zuo Guangshu didn't know which word he heard for a while.

Have you seen the "Tao"?

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"Did you see it?" a voice asked from afar.

A very short bloody rain fell on Yanyun Mountain, but the soil was also stained with a bit of dark red.

"I saw it, but——" the Chu soldier who jumped to the bottom of the pit answered with a hesitant tone.

"But what?" The distant voice quickly approached.

Along with the voice, three armored soldiers flew across the sky in a triangular shape. They were scattered around the pit with vigilance. One of them stood on the edge of the pit and looked down: "What did you see?"

From the armor engraved with divine patterns, it can be seen that they are all divine sin soldiers.

The first-class elite in the Great Chu Empire Army.

Even if it was just a small team patrolling, it showed excellent military quality.

This was the pit cut out by Dou Zhao's sword. The incense master Farrow of the Three Fragrance Tower was lying quietly at the bottom of the pit in the posture of a corpse.

Next to the corpse was a half-crouching God Sin sergeant, who carefully observed the real corpse: "This corpse seems to have lost a lot of blood."

"Isn't this nonsense?!" The God Sin sergeant standing at the edge of the pit said unhappily: "I thought you found something extraordinary! He was chased and hacked by Lord Dou for so many days, and he was considered to have strong blood and qi if he didn't bleed dry."

"That's right." The God Sin sergeant in charge of checking the corpse said.

The God Sin sergeant standing at the edge of the pit waved his hand: "Check if the corpse has been touched by anyone. If it has, there will be one more line, if not, just leave."

The personal token that Dou Zhao threw on the corpse was the famous God Sin Order - "God also sins it".

Among them, there are rune messages set by the holder of the order. Once someone approaches, if there is no corresponding rune response, an alarm will be immediately sounded, triggering the [Zhanghua Channel] laid by the Chu State in the southern region, leaving a fatal message.

So it has a very vivid name within the God Sin Army, called "trap".

The God Sin sergeant at the bottom of the pit carefully checked for a while, and confirmed again and again that there were no abnormal signs, and then carefully put away the token that Dou Zhao had thrown on the body.

Then he took out the body bag and put Farrow's body in it-

Boom!

A figure with great energy and blood suddenly appeared, lying above the pit, and glanced coldly at the bottom of the pit, and immediately cursed: "Damn it, it's too late again!"

The four God Sin sergeants at the bottom of the pit and outside the pit did not say a word.

Then he heard him cursing there, saying "Dou's kid, you stole my real enemy and made me angry!" and "Dou's kid is not a human being."

Until he finished cursing and flew away.

The God Sin sergeant at the bottom of the pit said, "It's too late. Lord Dou has been chasing us for days!"

The God Sin sergeant in charge of guarding agreed, "Yes, you are so bold to say that!"

The God Sin sergeant standing at the edge of the pit was more stable after all: "Shh, keep your voice down."

"Who are you calling petty!" Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and Zhong Liyan, with short beard and eagle eyes, flew back again, angrily: "How dare you be so disrespectful and talk about me? Stand up! Stand still!"

Soon, four God Sin sergeants stood in a row at the bottom of the pit.

"You God Sin soldiers are so rude, it's all Dou Zhao who has corrupted the atmosphere! I confiscated this body, and let Dou Zhao come to me for it later."

Zhong Liyan picked up the body bag and left.