Prince's Mansion, garden pavilion.

Li Qinglin and Qin Yi sat opposite each other on the stone table. The sky was already dark, the moon was hanging in the sky, the breeze was blowing, and the garden was filled with fragrance.

No one served on both sides, and Li Qinglin was drinking in person, watching the flames swaying by the pavilion, feeling a little dazed.

Qin Yi looked at him for a while and really felt that this was a super contradictory person, and his viewing was extremely complicated. In fact, he could see that Li Qinglin's posture was not a show, but as if he was warming wine with his own hands, he was definitely not a pretending to be a polite and polite person. Because there was no need, what would the impression could be affected by a maid? On the contrary, since he met him, he always looked like he had enough food and clothing by himself, not like a prince. In many cases, Qin Yi felt more like a warrior, or a pure warrior.

But such a warrior did what only cold-blooded politicians would do.

"Don't keep looking at me." Li Qinglin suddenly laughed: "Although my face is somewhat similar to Qingjun, I am not dressed as a man."

Qin Yi was also amused and laughed out loud: "You rarely joke."

"I said, because I don't have that much effort. If I'm still dreaming like Qingjun, then I'd also like to joke." Li Qinglin smiled and said, "Who doesn't want to smile every day? A gloomy face, full of thoughts, and a scheming, is not a good feeling."

"Then you..." Qin Yi thought about it for a while and asked, "Why did you choose this kind of taste?"

"People always have an ideal and move forward for this, otherwise they will follow the trends and live numbly all their lives, what's the use?"

Qin Yi was stunned for a moment, and remembered the words Liusu said at the banquet, which was similar to what to do when he was alive, but the two had completely different views. One thought that you could not be free from thoughts, so what was the use of living? The other thought that you would not have an ideal in your life, so what was the use of living?

I thought Fusso would comment on this, but the bran was quiet and had no response.

Li Qinglin said again: "What ambition does Brother Qin have? Wandering in the forest, pine and bamboo are friends, not getting involved in the hustle and bustle of the world, and being free and free?"

Qin Yi hesitated for a moment and replied: "Yes."

Li Qinglin smiled and said, "Although I have different ambitions, I don't think there is anything wrong with it. This is a noble man. The most feared thing is to be mediocre all my life, but to comfort myself with ordinary and preciousness. This is a fool."

Qin Yi's face felt a little hot, and he felt like he was the latter...

But I know why Liusu doesn't comment, because in fact, Liusu said that there is no conflict with Li Qinglin. In essence, they have an ideal and pursuit, and they are in a consistent way, so there is nothing to argue about when everyone pursues differently.

On the contrary, Qin Yi thought he was born calm, but he was actually a salted fish... because he didn't know what he was pursuing. Even though he once pretended to tell Li Qingjun to know what he was pursuing, he actually didn't know.

He finally asked, "So what is Brother Li's ambition? Nanli Daquan?"

"Hehe..." Li Qinglin laughed silently and did not answer immediately. He slowly turned off the fire and picked up the wine pot to add a glass of wine to Qin Yi, as if he was also sorting out the language.

Qin Yi didn't urge him, and looked at him quietly.

"Brother Qin is my Nanli native, or a pharmacist." Li Qinglin held the wine glass and looked at the wine in the glass in a daze. "Is Nanli in your eyes considered a patient?"

"Um..." Qin Yi sighed: "Forget it."

"The father is dedicated to the Tao and has no national affairs. Even the news of the invasion of the Western Wilderness is not as important as his use of elixirs." Li Qinglin said slowly: "In terms of national affairs, listening to the monsters is better than listening to the loyal and good ministers, and even better than listening to my son. The southeast earthquake does not first fight against earthquake relief, but first ascend to the altar to make a move; the enemy's invasion is not to prepare for war, but to pray to the heaven."

Qin Yi was silent.

"The king is like this, and even more subjects. In the court, he flatters Donghua, flatters and plays with his lords. No one does anything, and everyone learns Taoism. Someone dares to wear Taoist robes to court. Not only does his father not think it is offensive, but he also wears it himself, just like a joke." Li Qinglin sneered: "In the world, monsters are rampant, everyone disrespects the king and worships Taoism. Every family is abandoned, couples practice, and sexual intercourse is not harmonious, and even the population has been reduced. Brother Qin, this country is not only sick, but a terminal illness that can kill people."

Qin Yi nodded slowly. He didn't have much understanding of the national economy and people's livelihood, but Li Qinglin said this clearly. If this is true, the country will really come to an end.

"When did this start? The father believed in Donghua and began to ask about the Tao of the Tao. This is the crux of everything." Li Qinglin said: "I have also advised him, formed cliques, framed him, and tried to knock Donghuazi off the political level, but it was useless. I am just a second prince, and the political capital is not enough."

Speaking of this, he finally drank the wine he had been drinking for a long time.

Qin Yi looked up and looked Li Qinglin in the eyes.

"Brother, I asked Ye Ling to assassinate him." Li Qinglin said calmly: "He was willing to be the one who was the father and was practicing Taoism, so let it go. But he shouldn't have to bring this wind into the army. That is the last bottom line for me, Nanli. From then on, I suddenly had an idea. Besides him, I would be the prince myself, so maybe there is still a rescue. Do you think I am power? Yes, I want this power, and I can't save Nanli without this position."

Qin Yi sighed softly and drank the glass of wine silently.

Liusu suddenly spoke: "Ask him, if there is really a way to live in the world, what would he think."

Qin Yi asked. Li Qinglin thought for a while and said with a smile: "Brother Qin is a alchemist, so I must believe this. No wonder he asked this question... But I said that demons and ghosts have evidence, and immortality is just a rumor. How many emperors pursue this path, but no one lives forever, I don't believe this."

Qin Yi insisted: "I mean if, if there is, if there is."

Li Qinglin shook his head: "I am a prince, this is my country. My responsibility is to make the people live in peace, the country is strong, and make life rich at home, and to fight against foreign enemies outside. If it is possible, it can open up territory and tremble the world, then I will die immediately and not live in vain. What's the use of immortality? If I lose my responsibility and forget my ambitions, I will live for thousands of years without vain."

Liusu smiled softly: "Interesting person." But he didn't let Qin Yi continue to ask again.

However, Li Qinglin asked Qin Yi: "Brother Qin, I haven't heard you tell stories recently, but I still listened to Ye Ling's retelling some of your Journey to the West intermittently. The ending must be that I have obtained the true scriptures and become Buddhas?"

Qin Yi nodded and said, "Each has its own responsibilities, but Tang Seng and Wukong have become Buddhas."

"Then... I have a doubt, I wonder if Brother Qin can answer it?"

"What's the confusion?"

"The story of the six-eared macaque..." Li Qinglin said slowly: "Is the one who was killed, the six-eared macaque or Sun Wukong?"

Qin Yi's heart was thrilled and his eyes widened in surprise.

Someone really mentioned this joke, but he never thought that Li Qinglin, who had listened to some clips intermittently, would think so. You didn't wear it back, right?

"Why do you have this confusion?"

"After the Liuer incident, Sun Wukong's actions were completely different, and he no longer had wildness, so he had this confusion. He always wondered if Sun Wukong had actually been killed in this battle by Tathagata, and it was Liuer Mihou who took the opportunity to obtain the scriptures on his behalf."

Qin Yi had to explain: "That's not a story I made up. There is indeed an original work. The titles of these chapters of the original work clearly indicate the mind ape. Therefore, in general, it is believed that the so-called six-eared macaque is actually Sun Wukong's own mind ape. After it was removed, the wild nature was stopped."

Li Qinglin poured the wine silently and drank it all in one go.

"What's wrong?" Qin Yiqi said: "Is there anything wrong with this plot?"

Li Qinglin said lightly: "I would rather believe that the Great Sage is dead than accept that the monkey king who swept the heaven and earth with his stick cross-legged and live forever as a Buddha."
Chapter completed!