Xiao Liu's words were like a knife, and they were pierced in Meng Xiucai's heart.

"In addition, even if it is true as you wish, the imperial envoy has really sent him, and the imperial envoy is also a clean official, but I can tell you clearly that you have no chance to see him, because you will be on the street the day before he comes, and the imperial envoy you are expecting will not be your savior at all, on the contrary, he will only be your death talisman."

After hearing Xiaoliu's words, Meng Xiucai finally couldn't help crying. It was not that he didn't understand these things, but that he just didn't want to understand them. He hoped that there was still a trace of light in this world, and that the words of the saints he learned since childhood were correct.

But he forgot that even the saint he admired and followed was excluded by villains in his era and trapped among the princes. Even though he had talent and ambitions, he had nowhere to display.

And how can he, a person who follows the words of the saint, succeed?

It is beneficial to read the words of a saint, but if you follow the words of a saint, even living will be a very difficult thing.

Looking at Meng Xiucai who was crying, Xiaoliu sighed lightly and said:

"In life, the key is to adapt. For gentlemen, one should practice the way of a gentleman. For villains, one should not be attached to the manners of a gentleman, but should be smaller than them, because only in this way can one defeat them. As the saying goes, Tao is the same as Tao, virtue is the same as virtue, and loss is the same as loss."

"Although the idea of ​​"repaying kindness with virtue and repaying grievances with directness" you want to insist on is correct, I can only say that this is based on the situation of fairness between both parties, and the other party will not give you this fair opportunity at all."

"Then what do you think I should do?" Meng Xiucai suddenly raised his head and looked at Xiao Liu.

Xiao Liu chuckled and looked at Meng Xiucai and asked:

"What else can you do now?"

"I?"

Meng Xiucai, who heard Xiaoliu's episode, was confused. Yes, what else could he do now?

Xiao Liu chuckled and shook his head.

"There are many helplessness in a person's life. Sometimes this helplessness cannot be changed by oneself, and at this time we need help from others, and this is why we are group life."

Xiaoliu stretched out his hand to Meng Xiucai.

Meng Xiucai looked at Xiaoliu. At this moment, he seemed to see the colorful halo behind Xiaoliu. He was stunned and he unconsciously stretched out his hand.

Xiao Liu chuckled and pulled him up, but Meng Xiucai's legs were broken and he could not stand at all, while Xiao Liu supported him.

"I, I'm standing up again."

Meng Xiucai, who had been climbing down for so long, finally saw this standing perspective again. At this moment, he seemed to have regained his life.

Looking at the excited Meng Xiucai, Xiaoliu chuckled softly.

"I think you will be happier when you stand up again one day with your hands."

Xiaoliu's hand supported Meng Xiucai, and he said with a chuckling.

"Okay, let's take a look at the Young Master Su who stands up for you. After all, it's not very moral to just leave him alone."

Xiao Liu chuckled and said, then he helped Meng Xiucai walk away.

...

In Zhaixing Tower, Su Xinghai asked the whereabouts of the prefect's prince from the evil servants.

He looked up and saw a young master in Jinyi smiling at them by the railings with a folding fan. It turned out that the magistrate had been watching them on the Zhaixing Tower, as if he was watching a monkey show.

"Are you the son of the prefect?" Su Xinghai asked the young master of Jinyi with a frivolous expression.

The man's face was squinoxious, and he could tell at a glance that he was excessive indulging in desire and did not strengthen his own exercise.

"It's true that's this young man. I wonder if this young man is?"

The young master Jinyi didn't look like an arrogant and domineering playboy. He asked Su Xinghai politely.

"Su Xinghai, the Emei Sect, is in the lower Emei Sect." Su Xinghai said in a narrow voice.

"Oh, it turns out to be the Emei Sect. I have heard that the female heroes of the Emei Sect are all as beautiful as flowers. Xu has longed for it for a long time. I wonder if Brother Su can help me introduce it?" Mr. Jinyi asked frivolously when he heard this.

"You, you're looking for death." Su Xinghai was instantly furious when he heard the other party's words of his senior sisters so frivolously.

"See the trick."

Su Xinghai shouted loudly, and then he jumped up and flew up, stepped on the eaves of the pillars outside the Piaoxing Tower, and flew straight towards the prefect on the windowsill on the third floor.

Seeing Su Xinghai suddenly burst into pieces, the young master was also startled, but he was protected by a master.

"Be careful, young master."

A big man with a scar on his face quickly pulled him, then hit Su Xinghai who was flying up with a palm.

Su Xinghai didn't expect that there was a master beside the other party, so he quickly slapped out with a palm to resolve the opponent's attack.

However, when the two palms faced each other, the other party not only took the lead and took the initiative, but also stepped on the floor to leverage some force, but he had nothing and was knocked down immediately.

If you fall down at a height of about two feet, if you fall down at such a height, you will inevitably have a broken tendon and a broken bone.

However, Su Xinghai is a famous family. Although he was knocked away, he adjusted his position to land very well.

I saw him lower his posture, support the ground with one hand, and squat half-squatted on the ground, sharing the impact of the falling. At the same time, his sword-holding hand slightly raised his back, and his posture was like a big roc spreading its wings, which was so handsome and standard.

"well!"

Seeing this, the people around couldn't help but applauded.

However, as the prefect's son above glanced at him, the people quickly lowered their heads in fear and did not dare to say anything again.

Xiao Liu on the roof opposite, looked at the scene and couldn't help but chuckled and shook his head. "Brother Meng, are all the people here afraid of this prefect?"

Meng Xiucai, who was also sitting on the roof next to him, couldn't help but laugh at him:

"This prefect and family have been domineering in Luoyang City for more than 20 years. The people in the city are not afraid. In addition, I have happened to me over the years, and they are all afraid of it. That is, I was a little stupid and went to provoke them, so I ended up like this. I became so uninhibited and didn't say anything about it, and I also harmed my miserable brother."

Meng Xiucai lamented and shook his head.

"Oh, Brother Meng regrets it?" Xiao Liu couldn't help but chuckled and asked.

Meng Xiucai shook his head in contemplation when he heard this.

"Repent? I have asked myself countless times if I have done something wrong? Should I flatter the prefect family like those people? Should I also swallow my anger?

But I thought about it carefully and found that I still couldn't do it. I couldn't tolerate myself ignoring that kind of thing, and I couldn't tolerate myself turning a blind eye to the evil deeds of the prefect."
Chapter completed!