The afterglow of the sunset fell on the face of Zhengyao Zhuoxue in Yankang Fangfang.
This scholar who once had great ambitions had a brilliant glory on his face.
He looked at the dark crowd gathered in front of Mingyue Pavilion, his eyes full of emotion.
These people are all monks from the side who came to beg for forgiveness by the Taoist leader of the Tang Dynasty.
Among them, the group of people who arrived first were originally kneeling before the Mingyue Pavilion.
But soon He Haixin learned about it and asked him to help bring many chairs over, so these people are sitting now.
Several students from Songxi Academy helped him organize the work, served tea, set up a desk, and then the two people assigned by He Haixin began to register and make a book.
The whole process is not messy.
The monks who had completed the registration and bookkeeping went to Xuanke Hall next to Mingyue Pavilion, and people would talk to them.
He Haixin's two classmates would patiently listen to their thoughts and inform them that because they had not obeyed the order of the Taoist leader after the deadline, the necessary punishment was inevitable, but they could still be dealt with by redeeming their sins.
These two Youzhou students were very serious about whether they had the courage to follow the army to fight, and asked them to think carefully about whether they could obey the military orders of superior generals in the army.
If you really don’t want to fight, can’t bear the hardship and don’t have the courage to fight with others, or are really not good at the methods you are practicing, then ask them to find a way out for themselves and think about what they can do for the Tang Dynasty.
What is the need, what can be done, and where you want to go.
All of this does not seem to be examining the prisoner at all, but rather trying to accommodate some distant relatives who have come from afar without a place to go, or some scholars who have undergone scientific research but cannot fill the gaps in the official family and have nowhere to go.
He Haixin used practical actions to make these people understand everything. The Tang Dynasty is so big that it is impossible to satisfy your request. Whether you want a fair or a rich life, Mingyue Hotel can find ways to give it, but you cannot enjoy the fruits and have to give corresponding strength.
Yao Zhuoxue looked at He Haixin, who was also bathed in the afterglow of the sunset, and he thought of his youth.
When he was about the same age as He Haixin, he often felt resentful of not being able to appreciate talent.
Many times he would think, what's so great about those who are in high positions at a young age, and if he is transferred to that position, he can do it.
However, looking at the seemingly ordinary Gu Shiwu and looking at He Haixin at this time, he knew that not all practitioners were Gu Shiwu, and not all scholars were He Haixin.
Li Xizhi appeared beside He Haixin.
He nodded to He Haixin and bowed. He Haixin replied, and knew that Li Xizhi had something to say to him, so he followed him to an empty place on the side.
Li Xizhi looked at He Haixin and said softly, "I had a colleague who asked you when he was chatting with you, saying that you didn't consider the matter of practice. Do you think it's too late to start practicing at this time? In fact, if it's because of this, you don't need to worry too much. We have a method that is suitable for those who are so old to start practicing. Moreover, with your mind, your nature and intelligence, even if you only start to come into contact with practice now, your achievements will not be bad."
He Haixin shook her head and responded seriously, "Thank you Brother Li and Miss Pei Er for your kindness. I don't want to be a practitioner, not because of age, but because I don't want to be a practitioner at all."
Li Xizhi was stunned and said, "He Haixin, you are a scholar and don't like fighting, killing, but the practice of cultivation is just about strengthening your body."
He Haixin smiled slightly and said, "I don't want to be a practitioner because I don't want to think about problems from the perspective of a practitioner. The way ordinary people think about things will be different from that of a practitioner, especially a powerful practitioner. I think, even if I become a practitioner and become a very powerful practitioner, my ideas about thinking about problems and solving problems will naturally be different. If an ordinary person's children are trafficked by humans and his wife is raped, the first thing he thinks is to report to the official. If he fails to report to the official, then he will work hard on his own.
But the first thing a practitioner thinks is probably to consider how different the cultivation level of himself and the other party is, whether he can kill the other party now. The Tang Dynasty needs people like Mr. Gu, and people like me. In Chang'an, I have to help many ordinary people do things. I must naturally think about how to solve problems from their perspective. I must understand the difficulty of ordinary people doing things, what kind of problems will happen to them, and how to solve problems. If it doesn't work, it must be the law or something in some links, so I will try to change it."
Li Xizhi took a deep breath.
There was a little more respect in his eyes.
He Haixin whispered softly, "And I see what you practitioners do, even if you are extremely talented, you need to consume a lot of time and energy in your practice. Instead of spending time and energy on improving my physical condition, I might as well read more books that are useful for me to think about these issues."
Li Xizhi nodded.
He Haixin quietly looked at the people sitting next door.
He smiled, as if he was looking at his classmates, without any hatred in his eyes.
The prosperous Tang Dynasty needed all kinds of people.
The soldiers who need to eat the wind and eat snow and sacrifice their lives also need Gu Liubai, who can conquer a city with one person's strength, also need stubborn officials like Yang Jian, and also need poets who are intoxicated all day long, but full of romantic feelings, writing about the prosperous era.
Similarly, he is also needed to be a person like him who can truly stand among the people but can change some rules.
He is still young.
But time is not enough after all.
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The Youzhou bandit suppression has already won a great victory. When spring is deep, the bandits in Youzhou have reached the lightest time in nearly a hundred years.
The caravans were unobstructed and robbed incidents had rarely occurred.
However, there was no joy of a great victory among many military camps in Youzhou, but was shrouded in a strange atmosphere.
It seemed as if a ghost was constantly passing through these military camps, sprinkling a chilling breath in his heart.
An Zhilu returned to her small courtyard in Youzhou.
Hua Huaixian died in battle, and Xu Tuibei fled. As the rising star who was the most capable and able to convince the lower-level generals, he did not receive a new promotion. Instead, he was suspended from some positions and removed from military power.
But even though I just sat in the yard with nothing, there were still secret reports quietly conveying them.
At this time, dozens of cavalry troops in Youzhou were constantly searching for traces of Xu Tuibe, but they still found nothing.
Xu Tuibei seemed to have evaporated from the world directly.
At sunset, An Zhilu finished her day's practice and began to roast dog meat with charcoal fire.
At this time, Yang Can appeared in his yard.
This descendant of the Yang family is still dressed as a merchant, carrying a pot of loose wine.
He took out the wine glass from Xu Tuibei's kitchen, started drinking with An Zhilu, and then said, "From common sense, Xu Tuibei either went to Chang'an to join Gu Shiwu, or escaped outside the pass. It was too far to Chang'an. We had focused our efforts on his escape route outside the pass, but we had nothing to do. Now it seems that we had made a mistake at the beginning. He should not have gone to Chang'an or outside the pass."
An Zhilu skillfully grilled dog meat. When the dog meat was sizzling, the smoke also made his face look oily.
After a moment of silence, he said slowly, "General Xu taught me another lesson. Now I think yes, he has not made any compromises, either he doesn't do it, or he wants to do it to the extreme. He really should not be thinking about running for life, but trying to struggle with enough strength in some place to hit us. So now I think about it, he is very likely to go to two other chaotic places, either Fufeng or Nanzhao."
"This person is born with a talent." Yang Can sighed, "If this person can be used by you, the general situation can be achieved. But if this person does not die, it will always be a huge hidden danger."
An Zhilu nodded.
Yang Can continued, "Mrs. Zou is no longer in Youzhou, so she should have set off for Chang'an."
An Zhilu frowned slightly and said, "Do you want to find her and kill her?"
Yang Can smiled and said, "The family business accumulated by Zou before has been moved to Chang'an. If she wants to die, it will be useful to the overall situation. And now you can't do these things. You are just an innocent victim now. You have to go to Chang'an, too."
An Zhilu was stunned.
"I'm going to Chang'an?" He kept hearing An Gui say Chang'an, but at this time he heard the word Chang'an, he suddenly felt that Chang'an was so strange and so far away.
Yang Can restrain his smile and said seriously, "You must go to Chang'an and go through some things to dispel some of the clans in Youzhou's suspicion of you. You must go to Chang'an once to know why you have to conquer it, and you will know what you will have after you get it."
He paused and said lightly, "It is not worth it to work hard for something that exists in his imagination. When he is really in trouble, he will naturally doubt his heart. Only when he has truly seen what he wants to be free and hard will he feel it is worth it."
"and…"
He looked at An Zhilu, and suddenly there was an indescribable emotion in his eyes. "The world will never be as satisfactory as possible. To get something, you will naturally have to pay a certain price and give up something. Chang'an will enter reality from your dreams, but in the same way, Chang'an has a person who is more important to you than Xu Tuibe. You must meet him and make choices that respect your inner self, otherwise everything I do will be meaningless."
An Zhilu slowly lowered her head.
He forgot to turn the dog meat on the bamboo pole.
The dog meat was a little burnt and smelled of burnt.
Chapter completed!