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"Have you ever heard that the magistrate of Chang'an resigned this morning?"

"Why?"

"You don't know? It's not because of Luo's coffin board."

"What does it have to do with the Chang'an county magistrate, why do you want to resign all of a sudden?"

"Tsk, you elm head."

"Prince Gong was cut off because of interfering with the government's handling of the case. The magistrate of Chang'an County, the majestic magistrate, was intervened when he said he intervened. Why do you think he is not responsible?"

"Look at what you said, the county magistrate of Chang'an City is so good?"

"That's Prince Gong. If you change someone else, you may not be able to do better than him."

"That's the way it is said, the people don't care about it."

"Now that his reputation in the market is not good, it is not surprising to resign at this time."

"What's the matter? Did the saint agree?"

"No."

"Instead, someone arranged another place for him."

"I heard that they are going to Hebei Road."

"It's not bad."

"Compared to Chang'an City, it's still far behind."

"No way, who told him to catch up."

"It's still the coffin board that is so powerful that even Prince Gong was overthrown by him."

"He is really daring, isn't he afraid that the lawsuit will fail, and instead he will be punished by Prince Gong?"

"Who was the coffin board afraid of?"

"Tsk, it really lives up to its reputation."

Recently, many people in Chang'an City were talking about the battle between Luo Yong and Prince Gong Li Boyi. On the [-]th day of the imperial court, the magistrate of Chang'an resigned. The discussions that had been calmed down suddenly became louder again.

Qiao Junlin didn't have to go to class this day, and when he went out for activities with a few classmates, he could hear it all over his ears.

These people are talking about how powerful the coffin board is. How could they know that when Luo Yong was doing this, he clearly had already prepared for the worst.

Siniang Wulang and the others have even packed their bags. If the situation is not good, let them go back to Li Shi's hometown first under the escort of Xing Er and Luo Yong's disciples. The people of Shi County and Xipo Village will always protect their Luo family.

Qiao Junlin's classmates were also talking about this matter with great interest, as if they were proud students of Luo's coffin board.

The more Qiao Junlin listened to it, the more bored he became. At two o'clock in the afternoon, those people asked where they were going to play, but Qiao Junlin didn't want to go, so he went home by himself.

When I got home, I found that the yard was quiet, and the sound of Azhi and the others printing test papers could be heard from a nearby room.

Liulang and Qiniang were talking childishly, and Azhi promised twice from time to time, but none of the voices of Siniang and Wulang were heard, and Yue Mo was buried in carving the board again.

"Squeak." Qiao Junlin pushed the door of Luo Yong's room to enter, and the door hinge rolled over the groove at one end of the threshold, making a soft creaking sound.Walking into the room, I saw Luo Yong wearing an official robe, lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

Guessing that he must be sleeping at the moment, Qiao Junlin stood aside and looked at it for a while, then took a volume of "Qi Min Yao Shu" from the shelf beside him, slipped off his shoes, and sat cross-legged on the edge of the kang table. Looked up slowly.

When Luo Yong woke up, it was already more than an hour later.

"Why are you here?" Luo Yong yawned, and then sat up cross-legged.

"Nowadays, most of Chang'an City is talking about the matter between you and Prince Gong." Qiao Junlin answered irrelevantly.

"I have nothing to do with him." Luo Yong said smoothly.

Qiao Junlin heard this, smiled, and pushed a bowl of clear water on the kang table in front of him. Luo Yong was really thirsty at this moment, so he took the bowl of clear water and poured it down in two or three gulps. After drinking it, he felt refreshed a bit.

"But it's refreshing?" Qiao Junlin said with a pun.

"Naturally." Luo Yong grinned: "It's so cool!"

"Just for such a person, why is this so?" The fuse of this incident was still that Yan Liu, just for such a person, even betting his own wealth and life, Qiao Junlin did not agree with Luo Yong's approach.

However, for Luo Yong, there is nothing in this world that cannot be avoided. What he wants to do, no matter how small it is, and what he does not want to do, no matter how big it is.

"Do you know why there are so many lonely ghosts at this time?" Luo sat cross-legged on the kang, his whole body crooked, with one hand on his cheek, and asked Qiao Junlin with a smile.

"Why?" Qiao Junlin raised his chin, waiting to see what fallacies Luo Yong could come up with this time.

"I heard that after a person dies, the body is easily decomposed and resolved, but the grievances, regrets and remorse in the heart are not so easy to resolve."

Luo Yong's tone seemed to be telling a strange rural story. Qiao Junlin heard it, but fell silent, looking down at the bamboo slips in his hand, and he didn't know what he was thinking for a while.

"So don't go out to socialize with those people with upturned nostrils all day long. Those trivial things that seem insignificant to you now will turn into knives in the future, and cut some holes in your body from time to time."

In fact, Luo Yong wanted to say this to Qiao Junlin a long time ago, but he just didn't know how to say it. After all, Qiao Junlin also has his own ideas, and his life always depends on himself.

"Cut as many incisions as he wants." Qiao Junlin also imitated Luo's way of resting his chin with one hand, and said nonchalantly.

"What's the good of being a lonely ghost?" Sure enough, it's useless to say such things to this kid now.

"What's so good about the sky and the earth?" This is typical of the arguments of the second-year teenagers.

"..." Luo Yong really couldn't answer this question.

What is good about heaven and earth? In fact, as long as people's hearts are stable, everywhere is good.

Qiao Junlin is still too young now, he still can't understand this truth, he doesn't know that those things he judges to be tolerable will one day become a serious problem in his life, and some things he thinks are dispensable What Luo Yong gave up was what Luo Yong wanted to protect with his life.

That period of childhood experience in the 21st century made Luo Yong deeply understand the truth that the grievance, resentment, anger and hatred in a person's heart are definitely not so easy to resolve.

However, what is more deadly than these is the memory of being trampled under the feet like mud, so humble and unbearable, so lingering, no matter ten or twenty years have passed, every time I think of it, the soul is still Will cry out in pain.

Luo Yong has been very patient since he was a child, and he rarely showed his vulnerable side in front of others, but for many years, his soul was wailing and weeping all day long, like a lonely ghost.

The hardest part was the years of adolescence, when his self-esteem became stronger and stronger, and the memories of the past made him more painful.

Since then, the most important thing Luo Yong has learned is to protect himself, whether it is body or soul.

He is a bit self-willed. If he doesn't want to go to work, he won't go to work. If he doesn't want to deal with people, he won't fight. If he doesn't want to get married, he won't get married. family.

Luo Yong instinctively rejects love and marriage. No matter whether the other party is a man or a woman, the closer people are to each other, the easier it is to hurt each other. The deeper the love, the more difficult it is to face loss. Whether it's life or death, or people's support.

In those years, why did he drive a small truck alone among those big mountains? At that time, he actually didn’t have the romance of indulging in rivers and mountains, nor the poetry of wandering far away. He actually just needed some time and space to let those The wounds on the soul are slowly healing.

Luo Yong, this person, has a stronger vitality than he imagined. He was not crushed by those haze, but walked out step by step. In this life, he has become stronger and more courageous.

However, do we have to wait until we have lost everything before we can truly know how to cherish it?

Two young people sat cross-legged on both sides of the kang table, quietly thinking about their respective problems, the sun was setting, and the room was quiet...

"It's time to eat!" Hou Xiaoshu's loud voice recalled in the yard.

"Eat and eat." Luo Yong warned Qiao Junlin while looking for shoes to get off the kang, "Anyway, you can do it yourself, if you dare to do something outrageous, I will tell your uncle and let him break your leg. "

"..." Qiao Junlin curled his lips, and the coffin board actually had the nerve to use the word outrageous.