Clam Pearl

In other words, Gu Zhaoben came out to play with his nephew Gu Maochang, and they were playing just right, but unexpectedly, the flower boat met a small boat on the lake, and the bitter voices of the quarrel in that cabin could be heard vividly.

A group of scholars are indignant and chatting there.The scholar was talking lively, and it has already reached the current court, who knows who has made a fool of himself, yet another scholar started yelling.

What's going on today, is there a firecracker at the old Gu family's ancestral grave?Where did you talk about yourself?Listen to the people around you, what are they talking about?

There are many routines for scholars to swear at the street. In order to show their ambitions and ambitions of Lingyun in the world, it is inevitable to bring a trace of cynical and extreme words.

One scholar is like this, and a bunch of scholars are piled up together, and the bitterness is doubled.

Although this era is superficial, some cultures are somewhat similar, just like the saints who came out a long time ago, they are the same in terms of thinking and wisdom in explaining life, and they mostly focus on self-cultivation, human relations, and morality .Several of the most famous saints also existed in this era, but it is very strange that at some point they went astray, and several more moral saints appeared.

The basis for the scholars on the painting boat to swear at others and criticize current events is based on the words of the sages, expressed in a form that does not reveal dirty words in the way of Ziyue, so as to highlight the truth and show that they have read thousands of volumes. Great wisdom.

Among them, the person who talked about spitting and grief and anger flew together, wishing to dig out his heart and present it in front of Jinshang, you said it was a coincidence, but it was the scholar wearing the black scarf again.

This bastard thing!Did you get into a fight with the old Gu family?Now, even Hou Bai and Xia Houyu felt that it was too much, and their faces were gloomy.

"The country has four major troubles. What are the four major troubles? The warriors are bloodthirsty and chaotic..."

Originally, wearing a black scarf has the beautiful meaning of wanting to be a hermit, not seeking fame and fortune, but only seeking purity and freedom.But why does this Wujin scholar speak the most positively and point the most sharply, mirroring and mocking the Gu family everywhere?Could it be that Gu Yan killed this person's father back then?

He said that the emperors in ancient times followed the direction instructed by the sages, governed the country with benevolence, made good use of virtuous officials, and put the people first. Look at today, the great war in the world has made the people hard to live, and they are in need of warming up. This is a very ominous person!This one.

Your Majesty loves martial arts and despises literature, and the direction of governing the world has been wrong. If you want the world to be peaceful and the people to live and work in peace and contentment, the only way is to open Enke and recruit talents.This second.

Every year, a large amount of national taxes are wasted on war and military funds.Now that the fighting is over, a group of idlers are raised, and the money really spent on national construction and people's livelihood only accounts for less than four-tenths of the tax... The third...

The black turban, the more he talked, the more angry he was, and he even ridiculed Gu Yan's deeds of throwing pancakes at the leader of the scholar-officials, Mr. Cao.

So the anger of the scholars was ignited again, and they started talking one by one.

The one said: benevolence and righteousness and etiquette, the original way of the world, respect, tolerance, trust and sensitivity, the foundation of benevolence... This is the origin of the thought of Confucius.

The one who said: Devotion, implementation, and the unity of heaven and man is the most benevolent policy in the world. This is Mencius.

That said, nature is inaction, light things are reborn, and humanity is the origin of the world.

In short, regardless of who said what, in short, there is no one who is said to be a warrior, who is the group of people most needed in order to govern the world.

In the end, we quarreled with Ren Ruo Kao instead of practicing morality, and Wu Toujin came out to conclude that our ideas are correct, but we are just scholars, and the power is in the hands of those corrupt officials, warlike and murderous people. Now it is only reasonable to unite together, concentrate our strength, and go to the Wujiang Gate (the main entrance of the imperial palace) to appeal to the heavens.

Immediately, the group of people was agitated, excited, excited. Some people rubbed ink, and some people spread out bamboo slips to write proposals.

Yawning lightly, Gu Zhao wanted to go back to sleep. He was a little disdainful. The thinking mode of the gun is the education he received in modern times. In addition, he is Gu Yan's younger brother. Gu Yan's scars told him that these warriors What was paid was a cavity of passion!

For these bookish characters, he could only despise them deeply in his heart, turned around, and was about to call his little nephew home, but he saw that Gu Maochang was directing the boatman of the flower boat to turn the bow and prepare to hit the boat. Scholar's flower boat.

The boatman hesitated, so he grabbed the pole by himself, exerted a few times of strength, and rammed into the flower boat, one time was not enough, he rammed several times in a row.

Gu Zhao was about to stop him, but when he said it too late, he heard a loud "Boom!" I'm not afraid of this one, but I feel sorry for the little girl next to me who was trying to steal something, she only screamed once in fright, then screamed twice, and the screams became a series of screams.

The flower boat they were on was originally the largest boat on the lake. The poor scholar's boat that was hit by the impact suddenly turned over. Suddenly, someone fell into the water, and the lake was in chaos. Yes, some cursed.

After the collision, Gu Maochang dropped his pole, biting a big persimmon, and stood by the side of the boat to watch the fun. His friends also showed an indifferent attitude towards this matter, standing there with a smile on their face, pointing and laughing from time to time , Obviously, such things are done too much, and it is nothing at all.

"You man, why are you so impulsive? They just talk and don't lose a piece of meat." Gu Zhao was a little angry, pointing at Gu Maochang and scolding, the problem of being a good teacher came out again.

"It's good that I didn't kill them, they insulted my father!" Gu Maochang pointed at the few people thumping in the water and continued to scold.

"So what if you talk about it, can you save a piece of meat?" Gu Zhao was helpless, but his tone was only high at first, and then returned to calm.

"They said, my father is a serious problem! If I don't bump into him, I will be a son in vain! This scholar must have a grudge against our family, otherwise why would he insult our family everywhere?" Gu Maochang's anger died down, and then he remembered that he was following his little brother. The uncle came out together, afraid that the younger uncle would go back and sue, so he hurriedly apologized, and used the way of coaxing the child to ignite Gu Zhao's anger, for fear that he would go back and sue.

"These plague students, aren't you just pointing at our old Gu's face? When our family fought with the late emperor, six grandpas died, and the fourth uncle also died in battle. When the world was in chaos, we didn't see these things. Where is the bullshit scholar? Now that the world is peaceful, he comes out to scold warriors again? Shameless, his skin is as thick as a city wall! Little uncle, tell me, is what your nephew said right?" He carefully looked at Gu Zhao's face after he finished speaking.

Gu Zhao sighed, and casually tapped his nephew on the head with a drum stick on the table, saying, "...Do you think your little uncle has no brains?"

Gu Maochang covered his head and said with a pitiful look: "Oh! How dare my nephew, uncle comes home, just say something casually, nephew will be miserable, good uncle, let my nephew suffer Is it successful? My nephew gave you a pair of pure white milk cats, which is really fun."

Gu Zhao struck again with a stick. After the knock, he had to bring out a bit of the majesty of an elder. If this bastard kid didn't hold him, he might be coaxed into treating himself like a little bumpkin of a senior generation.

"Your white cat can play by itself. Let me tell you, when the world is in chaos, there is no need for scholars. A warrior is a bounden duty on the battlefield. With that salary, your father has to do the work on the battlefield. Now the world is peaceful. Of course To use literati, this is the emperor's way, as it should be. Also, scolding warriors is also a skill in the scholar's profession. They rely on this to make a living. Why do you lose your temper like this? There are too many scholars in the world, scolding Can you come here? It’s really troublesome, and now you bump into someone, let’s see how you stop today!”

Mr. Yu Geng was not happy at first. After all, Gu Maochang scolded scholars. He was really surprised when he heard what Gu Zhao said, and looked at this little Qiye up and down.

"I just hit it, I don't care! They can't do it like that!" Gu Maochang began to be unreasonable.

Gu Zhao was helpless, waved his hand, and told the boatman to come to the shore. He stretched out his hand and pulled his nephew off the boat. They run faster than rabbits, but they still have to jump out after the fight. The role of scholars is to assist the king to manage the world, just like your grandfather and father, they kill the enemy and serve the country, but the methods are different. This is not the same at all. , why are you arguing? Where does your anger come from? If you want to get angry, it will appear that you are as ignorant as them."

Gu Maochang was dissatisfied: "Little uncle, who is as old as me, no matter how he learns, he is as wordy as Yu Geng. He must be stupid in reading."

Gu Zhao cursed angrily: "You have parents who love you, so you can do whatever you want. Your uncle is eight years old and I have to rely on myself. If you are like me, I am afraid that you will be more verbose than me!"

Looking back, I wanted to say more, but I saw Gu Maochang kicking down a poor scholar who had finally climbed up.

Gu Zhao was so angry that he twisted his ear and grabbed him aside to continue to persuade: "Scholars love to talk, but it's just a trick to please the public. Warriors learn martial arts and sell them to the emperor's family, and scholars also sell their books to the emperor's family. Sell! In fact, the neatness of killing and killing, and good reading are all up for grabs, let's go, let's go, go home, and I will never come out with you again!"

Hearing what he said, Gu Maochang was immediately vented, and he felt that the little uncle's arguments were fresh.Secondly, he was also afraid that the little uncle would go back and complain. At this moment, he had already thrown the group of struggling scholars aside, but he was full of thoughts about how he blocked the little uncle's mouth so that he could go back and not complain.

He smiled embarrassingly and asked: "Little Seventh Uncle, most of the talk in Beijing is like this now. Father also suffers from headaches every day. I am so angry. If this is the case, next time I encounter such a situation, I will not speak. It was they who spit on my face, I just wiped it off and left, really, anyway, I can’t argue with it, if my father is angry in the hall, just accept it, I am a son of man, and I will continue to..."

Gu Zhao ignored him, but walked to the shore and saluted a military inspector politely who was watching the fun, and said politely after finishing, "This general, the boatman really didn't grasp it well, so he accidentally bumped into that side... ..."

When the inspector saw Gu Maochang, he didn't understand what happened. It's strange to say that this young man usually bumps into whoever he bumps into. Why is he so honest today? He even found someone to explain , he smiled and replied politely: "It was just an accident, don't worry, my lord. I will comfort them later and keep everything safe."

Gu Zhao was full of gratitude, turned around and took the bag from the boy's body, and handed over the heavy bag of money to the inspector of the guard, no matter how surprised he was, he said: "There are thirty pieces here, and the money is for the other side. If the boatman repairs the boat, buys new clothes for those scholars, and buys soup and medicine, if they care about it, you can just report it to Gu Gong's mansion, and someone will take care of it." After finishing speaking, he took the post from the mansion Hand it over to the guards, saying that it doesn't matter whether it is a lawsuit or a quarrel, we are not afraid here, they are free.

On the other side of the shore, the Wujin scholar was finally fished ashore, lying on the ground and spitting twice, someone beside him called him: "Brother Wei, are you okay?"

The man raised his head, and Gu Zhao had firmly remembered this face. He was in his 20s and had a beautiful face, but now he looked ferocious. He took a few breaths, looked around, and saw Gu Maochang at a glance. , immediately identified the target, and stared at it fiercely.

Gu Maochang didn't care at all, he was still biting half of a persimmon, looking around innocently while biting.

Gu Zhao could tell at a glance that this book probably had an old grievance with Gu Maochang, but unfortunately Gu Maochang had done too many evil things in his ordinary life, so he didn't even know who he was.

Thanks to the inspector, Gu Zhao pulled Gu Maochang and walked past the scholar. Just after passing by, someone behind him shouted angrily: "The surname is Gu...I..."

Gu Zhao smiled and turned around to salute: "Ah! Who told me..."

Coincidentally, for some reason, he stepped on the foot of the poor scholar who had lost his shoe, and his saluting hand accidentally pushed the child down again...

"Hey, what should I do? What should I do!"

Gu Zhao stomped his feet, apologized, and even knelt down and stretched out his hand to catch someone underwater. The scholar was so frightened that he grabbed a hand and was about to climb up. Gu Zhao was smiling on the shore. He asked him, "Why did you call me, brother?"

The scholar was taken aback for a moment, obviously, he didn't recognize Gu Zhao.

"Didn't you call me?" Gu Zhao asked again, the scholar shook his head innocently under the water, already terrified.

"It turned out to be a misunderstanding! You didn't call me." Gu Zhao let go of his hand very neatly.

The poor scholar struggled again in the water.

Gu Zhao fought back, grabbed Gu Maochang by the ear, ignored him and got on the wagon that had been waiting on the shore for a long time and ordered: "Go back to the house!"

"Gu thief..." Behind him, the curse of Wei Shusheng came intermittently.

The hooves of the green mules rattled on the cobblestone road in Shangjing. Along with the hoofbeats and the squeaking of the wheels, Xia Houyu and Hou Bai did not come back with them. Instead, they watched a scholar fall into the water by the lake. It was so fun to watch, I didn't even want to leave.

Along the way, Gu Maochang was smiling happily in the car at first, but when he saw his little uncle's face was gloomy, he became silent. When he arrived at the north corner gate, Gu Zhao got off the mule cart first, and Gu Maochang suddenly asked him behind him: "Little uncle, If you heard someone say that about grandpa, how would you respond?"

Now he is afraid that Gu Zhao will be accused of blackmail!

Gu Zhao turned around and smiled at his nephew: "No one asks me like that? Who knows me in Shangjing, what you said is interesting."

"What if they asked? What if those people insisted on asking? What if those people humiliated Grandpa? You just smiled and left?" Gu Maochang asked.

Gu Zhao thought for a while: "I don't know how to ask, and I don't bother to answer if I ask, because arguing is so boring."

Gu Maochang refused: "Isn't that a shrinking turtle!"

Gu Zhao looked at him, feeling helpless. Sooner or later, this guy would cause a catastrophe. It's a pity that he has a jade-like face and a heart filled with dung, so he said helplessly, "Then I won't wait for them." Ask me, I have to ask them first. Remember, when you quarrel, it doesn’t matter what your reasons are. In short, you must keep your mouth open. Don’t give the other party a chance to ask you. After you finish speaking, quickly back away. This is the best quarrel. Faer."

Gu Maochang pursed his lips: "I'll be there for the fight. Uncle said this lightly. How can I block people's speech?"

Gu Zhao sighed, and had no choice but to teach him a few words: "You just say, you wait to speak in the name of a sage, there is nothing wrong with it, a sage educates the world, benevolence and charity, this is right, but... are there any saints?" Tell you, how much land is there in the world? How many people? How many young and strong? How many widows and lonely? How much plain silk is a foot long, how to pick mulberry? How to weave it? They can know how productive an acre of fertile land is, they can know autumn harvest and winter storage, they can know how big your mother's shoes are, can they know how sweet your father is, and how sweet and sour?

Does he know how many refugees are displaced today?Can we know who the warriors draw their swords and fight for?Although the warriors are rude, they dare to use their flesh and blood as the master to be loyal, guard the territory, protect the people of the world from wars and disasters, and avoid displacement. Warriors have done their duty, and high officials and generous salaries should naturally be rewarded.You ask them why they enjoy the peace brought down by the warriors, pick up the bowl to eat meat, and put down the bowl to scold their father.This is the most shameless!It's even more shameless to say these things in the name of a saint. What kind of scholar's talk is nothing but shit! "

When these words were spoken, the people around them trembled. Gu Maochang looked at his little uncle with starry eyes. , the scholar doesn’t know, but the Seventh Lord knows?”

Gu Zhao smiled: "Do you think I know?"

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his finger and pointed to himself: "I am neither a warrior nor a literati. Sir, you are really asking the wrong person when you ask me." After he finished speaking, he laughed and went away with his wooden clogs.

The wheels of the car rolled again, Mr. Yu Geng sat stupidly, his soul was broken.Hey, poor thing, Gu Zhao was a teacher in school in his previous life, and was often made things difficult by students. He has experienced a lot of battles.

He still has this bad problem in this life, and he can't change it at all. Although he is not teaching cultural courses, it will be said that hundreds of forums and forums will run on people in the future. In the first 1000 years, the scholars scolded others, but in the next 1000 modern people scolded the streets. Summing up eighteen generations of ancestors, pinching the head and tail, human family composition, one person makes mistakes, the whole family sits together, and the pet food that his cats and dogs eat can turn out the sturdy fighting power. In fact, he used it to KO the ancients. It is really a bit overwhelming. Wu.

Today, he talked too much, but he was really angry.Although he is not close to the Gu family, whether it is the dead father or the current elder brother, they are all people who have devoted themselves to this country and died. They are martyrs in modern times.

This ancient man is really interesting. That generation had such stinky virtues. After the warriors fought the war, the monarch would play the role of master. After the warriors died, the scholars would come out and laugh at them for being stupid and rude?

This is wrong, a country, the most complete country, cannot do without any profession, well, at least they are equal in modern society.

"Haha... Scholar's talk...shit! That's right! Shit!" Inside the mule cart, Gu Maochang laughed loudly, and after he finished chatting about shit, he suddenly looked suffocated and pulled Mr. Yu Geng The front of his clothes shook violently and said: "Well, sir, you can know what the little uncle said, what exactly is it, what your mother, your father, what you want... I don't remember any of them... How good is this!"

Yu Geng's train of thought was interrupted, he raised his head after a long time, and said very melancholy: "Master, do you think I remember..."

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Remember, remember! Don't sway! The young master will sway again! I will forget it all in my late life! Ah! Ah! Ah!