"Those are Zhang Daoyuan's men. They want to kill you."
A breeze blew past, and the blazing sunlight turned orange in the sky. The young man spoke with a smile on the rooftop. On the other side of the street, almost half of the people on the other side of the street turned their gazes towards the rooftops, including those with bows and arrows. Then … the atmosphere became slightly stiff.
The young man turned his head. "They are not the only ones who want to kill you. Zhang Daoyuan is with Li Tianyou. There are also Xu Bai, Yuan Xing … and Zhuo Wanli. I don't know many of them. But don't worry, this is the territory of the Tyrant's Blade Camp … Hey, look, that's Li Tianyou. He seems to be leaving … "
At this time, the atmosphere in the alley was strange. People were scattered in twos and threes. The sunlight in the sky became warm, and the shadows of the trees on the ground were like golden elm coins, bright and warm. Apart from the archer at the end of the street, this long street did not give people the feeling that swords were drawn.
Two men were sitting on the roof here. On the other side of the street, there were also some old buildings with jagged windows. Some of them were looking at each other, some were looking down at the street, and some were looking at the roofs here. After the young man waved his hand with a smile, a middle-aged man quietly took two steps back from the window of a two-story building on the other side of the street and disappeared from Ning Yi's sight.
Seeing this, the young man smiled. After a while, as if he suddenly thought of something, he suddenly asked, "But … why aren't you worried?"
Ning Yi had been looking at the man for a while. At this time, he frowned and thought for a while. "I'm worried. But … since I can live until now, I'm afraid I won't die in such a situation. Maybe? "
"That's hard to say …" The man sat there and looked at the situation below. After a while, he muttered, "I hate smart people …"
This was the first time that Ning Yi had come into contact with people on Fang La's side in more than ten days. He had several speculations in his mind before, but he did not expect it to be like this. The young man in front of him had an insolent aura about him, which was different from many people in this era. Usually, people like him would either be crazy or have amazing skills.
For example, Qin Siyuan's second son, Qin Shaoqian, traveled thousands of miles and then took the enemy's head when the enemy was strong and he was weak. However, Qin Shaoqian's insolence was still relatively orthodox. The Qin family had a long history of learning, and he himself was a rich second generation son. The man in front of him, on the other hand, had a somewhat unconventional and extreme feeling. The first impression he gave Ning Yi was that he was like a nationalistic youth who came from the grassroots. Of course, this was only what he thought at first glance. It was hard to be objective.
At this moment, Ning Yi just watched this scene with great interest. As the young man muttered in a low voice, figures appeared in the alley over there, and the atmosphere kept changing. On the roofs of some nearby courtyards, figures gradually appeared, forming a huge confrontation under the sunlight. The young man did not notice any of this. He just sat there, lowered his head, and used his foot to kick a patch of moss on the roof tiles. When he turned his head, he met Ning Yi's measuring gaze for a long time. Finally, he frowned, and his expression became serious.
"I heard that when Hu Province retreated, you were used as bait and deliberately stayed behind to lure the enemy, so you were captured. The imperial court has treated you unfairly, but those people have always been like this, so it's not surprising. Now, we have something more practical here. Are you willing to stay and do something? "
"Do I have a choice?"
Ning Yi asked rhetorically. The young man laughed, "What if I do?"
Ning Yi thought for a while and said, "I don't want to."
"Why?"
"You have no future."
Ning Yi's answer was straightforward. After he finished speaking, he sighed and stood up on the roof. The young man looked at him and then stood up as well. He was about to speak when a sudden boom came from the window across the street where Li Tianyou had disappeared.
An astonishing aura suddenly covered the sky and the earth. At that moment, the young man in front of Ning Yi directly waved his left hand. More than a meter away from Ning Yi, a piece of tile burst and splattered, and an arrow shot into the air. At the window across the street, the window lattice turned into sawdust and danced in the air. Ning Yi slightly changed his position on the roof and stopped. He grabbed an arrow in his right hand, which was trembling slightly. At this moment, the young man was facing Ning Yi. Just now, he had only stretched out his left arm, and in his left hand, he firmly grabbed two arrows. It was unknown how he held them, but in that instant, Ning Yi clearly saw his sleeve shake like a long whip, and an arrow flew high into the air. At this moment, it had already passed over his head and began to spin and fall.
The arrows that shot through the window seemed to have turned on a switch. At this time, Ning Yi was focused, and his hearing and eyesight were better than before. Before the sawdust and arrows fell to the ground, he heard the clanging sounds of swords and knives being drawn in the air, some fast, some slow, one after another. The window on the other side was broken and swayed a few times. Sawdust fell to the ground and flying arrows smashed into the roof tiles. Then, there were sounds of "ping" and "pang". Obviously, the people who came were nervous because they were drawing their swords at each other. Some people were fighting, and there were also shouts of "stop". The shouts resounded in the alley and between the houses, but it was not clear.
Then the atmosphere almost solidified. Many people here were probably waiting for the young man's attitude, and the people on the other side probably didn't want to fight like this, waiting for a definite order. But the young man just frowned and looked at Ning Yi. After a long time, he finally said,
"My teacher said that some people, in order to gain the attention of others, always like to frighten people. They first say things that others don't want to hear, and then arouse their indignation. Then, he would use clever words to deceive people with specious, but actually useless, reasons. Ancient political strategists loved to use this kind of method, but except for a moment of courage, they are useless. Nowadays, the court is lawless, and the whole world is fighting against each other. You said that we have no future. Why? If you are just talking nonsense … I will kill you. "
"Uh …" This person's reaction was so big that Ning Yi was slightly taken aback. In fact, there were many ways and excuses to show that he had a certain value. Naturally, Ning Yi had made various assumptions. He was just a little surprised that the man would react so fiercely because of his words, which meant that the thoughts in the man's mind at this time were different from the thoughts of most people in the Fang La Rebellion. He guessed the identity of the man, but after all, he did not know enough about the Fang La Army, so he could not tell who the man was. After a moment, he said, "You have no ambition."
*****
"Those who do not want to bring peace to one generation will not be able to bring peace to all generations."
It was almost night. Chen Fan looked at the line of words in the messy room. The handwriting was crooked and difficult to read. He looked at it for a while, licked the tip of the brush in his hand, and added: "No ambition." Then, he threw it aside and lay down on the bed.
In the afternoon, they did not fight in the end, and he did not attack the man named Ning Liheng again. In general, it was not a big deal. The scholar named Ning Liheng seemed to have some ability. He had known that the man must have some ability, but he did not expect that this time, he had a good impression of him. He was not a person who was annoying, but he still had to be wary of him. Of course, although he knew that the man would say something interesting, he did not expect it to be this one.
He had heard from his master that it was difficult to say whether a scholar's opinion was right or wrong. There was no truth in the world, and it all depended on the situation and how one explained it. If the man had said something else, he would have asked him to explain more or less. After all, he was not annoying, and he did not mind listening to him. However, he did not expect that the man would say "No ambition." It reminded him of … what his master had said in the past.
Those who do not want to bring peace to one generation will not be able to bring peace to all generations.
It sounded like a very boring sentence. After his master had told him about it, he did not take it to heart. The reason why he took it to heart was actually because of the recent half a month. After the Saint Duke Army took over Hangzhou, his master led the army to the battlefield and asked him to maintain the order in Hangzhou. He was not an idiot, and he already knew what he had to do. Therefore, although he was not happy with it, it was actually not difficult.
In the past half a month, in the eyes of outsiders, he used his identity as the disciple of the Buddha Marshal and his martial arts skills to run amok everywhere. He did not fight and kill in the city of Hangzhou without any rules. But in fact, if he did not rely on his arrogance, he would not be able to really control the situation. If he tried to reason with the military leaders who were used to plundering, they would not care about him at all. Even if they did give him some face, they would just give him some light punishment, which would not make people afraid at all.
At this time, it was very difficult to have real reason and discipline. He had been in the military for several years, so he did not care about these things at all. It did not matter if he burned, killed, looted, or took things by force. It was fine as long as he did it secretly and did not affect the overall situation. If someone really affected something important, he would not bother to talk to them. He would just go to their door and beat them to death. For example, Chen Damu, who was under Bao Daoyi's command, forcibly collecting protection fees was not a big deal, but in the end, it affected the water transport. Within a few days, he killed or crippled several groups of people who were more related to him. After that, no one dared to do such a thing again.
But the more he sorted out these messy things, the more he understood the meaning of his master's words. It might be too lofty to say that they wanted to create peace for the world. It would be more appropriate to say that they had no ambition. In the eyes of ordinary people, these people had already stirred up trouble, killed officials, and even conquered Hangzhou. This was already the most ambitious thing they had ever done. But at the moment, their ambition was not enough.
Why didn't a real man wear a hook and conquer fifty states? Judging from Chen Fan's position, there were many people who were really ambitious and wanted to seek the title of marquis. But if you looked closely, they were only a group of people at the top. People like his master, Bao Daoyi, Zu Shiyuan, and Lv Shibo all had the ambition to conquer the world. But if you looked down a bit, those people no longer had such ambitions. Among people like Zhang Daoyuan, Xu Bai, and Yuan Xing, most of their ambitions had stopped after conquering Hangzhou. As for the soldiers and refugees below them, they did not know what ambition was at all.
When they had nothing, they had thought of robbing money, robbing food and robbing women. However, once they arrived in Hangzhou, these people seemed to suddenly realize that they had everything they wanted. They no longer needed to go far away to rob. There were plenty of them around them. Among the troops who had taken advantage of Hangzhou, a large group of people did not want to attack Jiaxing again. Although the high-ranking generals and leaders would not say it out loud, this sentiment was very obvious among the lower ranks. Even those who had not taken advantage of Hangzhou, as long as they had connections, many of them did not want to attack Jiaxing again. Because as long as they had connections, they could already obtain a lot of things from Hangzhou.
But Chen Fan knew that the resources in Hangzhou were actually not enough to satisfy so many people. They just saw that there was something around them and it was easy for them to get it. In a short period of time, the dangerous burning and looting turned into a relatively safe internal strife. When these people had a safer way to obtain food and jewelry, they no longer wanted to attack Jiaxing. If it had been in the past, the Revolutionary Army could have razed Hangzhou to the ground. Everyone would have taken their share of the resources and wreaked havoc everywhere. This would have been enough to create more refugees and build more troops. But Chen Fan also knew that the Sage Duke wanted to become the Emperor. Now that the uprising had spread far and wide, it was time to settle down.
The biggest problem was that these people did not have enough ambition. And in these days, Chen Fan also found that perhaps the more ambitious ones were the weak scholars who had read the Four Books and Five Classics. Because once the Sage Duke decided to recruit talents, those scholars who came to join him, regardless of whether they were talented or not — in fact, most of them had no talent at all — almost all of them wanted to be conferred the title of Marquis or Prime Minister. While countless soldiers were busy dividing up Hangzhou, it was these people who were thinking that if the Sage Duke's army could conquer the world, they would be the ministers who founded the country.
No ambition … What a headache …
He thought of this and sighed slightly. Of course, as for that Ning Liheng who said this, he did not think too much of him. He had some foresight, which proved that Liu Watermelon's discerning eyes were not wrong. But there were not only one or two people who could see through these things. He would not be surprised that the other party was some kind of political genius. It was just that the other party's words more or less made him feel a little emotional.
As for the solution, there were so many people in the army who could not think of a solution. He himself could not think of a way, and his master could not think of a way. Even if that scholar could say it, it would be difficult to solve the problem. It was just that the scholar loved to talk nonsense. If he went to ask him, he would definitely brag. Of course, if he had time in the future, he might as well listen to him brag. Although most of it was unreliable, he might be able to get some inspiration …
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