Chapter 2042 What is the foundation and where is the source?
In the ancestral hall of the Fei family in Pingyang, Fei Qian slowly said what he thought was a very important point, "Seeking the origin."
"Seeking the origin?" Fei Zhen said confusedly.
"Yes." Fei Qian nodded, "Looking at food and drink, you want to know whether the people who follow you are doing well or not. This determines your foundation..."
"No matter when and where you are, you must first ensure that those who follow you have food and drink..." Fei Qian said slowly, "If you can't guarantee food and drink...or maybe you are the only one who has food and drink, and you
If you don’t have the people and soldiers under your command... then you are finished, or almost finished... Do you need me to give you an example?"
Feizhen shook her head, "No need...Father..."
"Only when you have food and drink can you have other things." Fei Qian nodded, "Reading the Spring and Autumn Annals allows you to know what the predecessors did, why they did it, and what happened after they did it... So this one
On the one hand, it is to let you know how to do certain things and how not to do them... What happened in the Spring and Autumn Period is a lesson learned from the past. If you don't want to overturn, don't go the wrong way..."
"Yes, Father..." Feizhen said seriously, "I have been watching..."
"For a thing, you must not only look at the things on the surface, but also study the things hidden inside... That's why it's "reading" instead of "looking", so that you will know what to do and how to do it.
Good, or better, or... worse..." Fei Qian looked at the model of Pingyang City, as if he were looking at his own past years, "Don't be afraid if you make a mistake, you can see in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period
, how many people have made mistakes? But you must not admit your mistakes, let alone not be wrong. If you know where the mistake is, you must correct it immediately... Knowing the mistake and not correcting it is making more mistakes. Even if you are a prince,
It’s also an unlucky death. If you can correct your mistakes, you will have life. Even if you live in a foreign country, you can still return to your homeland..."
"An elder once told me, "The Zuo Zhuan of the Spring and Autumn Period contains narratives and judgments, exquisite colors, voice, emotion, and state of mind. Those who are slow will be slowed down, those who are urgent will be urgent.
Defeated, declare an oath of alliance, claim deceit, talk about favors, enforce strict discipline, revitalize the country, and destroy the country, this is the great preparation..." Fei Qian turned to look at Fei Zhen, "Now I will also give these words to you.
you……"
"Kid, remember this!" Fei Zhen responded loudly.
Fei Qian glanced sideways, "Can you really remember everything?"
"Uh...I'll write it down when I get back..." Feizhen swallowed and said honestly.
"Chunqiu can tell you some things, but you still have to do the specific things yourself, and in the process of doing it, you must find the right people to do the right things..." Fei Qian continued, "And this is the division.
Human affairs...don’t be gullible because you think this person is pretty and can say nice things, and don’t think that this person is incompetent just because he is ugly...』
"Well, just like Uncle Pang Shi..." Feizhen nodded.
"Well... I have to say it the other way around... If you say this, your uncle Pang Shiyuan will be unhappy..." Fei taught through words and deeds, "You should say this, there are so many beautiful people in the world, so what's the use, they are not as good as Pang Shiyuan alone."
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"Oh! I understand!" Feizhen nodded and said, "Although the meaning is the same, it depends on the way it is said..."
"..." Fei Qian glanced at Fei Zhen, "Let's get down to business... People and things must be separated, just like Hedong. You can't be too demanding and complete. You just need to be able to do the most important things... be able to do things.
If everything is done perfectly, then it is not a human...either a ghost or a monster...you know what that means?"
Feizhen nodded, "Father, you said before..."
"Can you remember?" Fei Qian touched Fei Zhen's head, "If you can't remember, just ask me..."
Fei Qian remembers that when he first entered society, he was blinded by all kinds of comments. None of them were true at all. For example, a 60-year-old eagle needs to have its teeth extracted, and things made in Germany must be wrapped in oil paper within 100 meters.
Gold will definitely shine. Entrepreneurs will live today, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow and so on.
In fact, all these remarks point to the same direction, which is constant struggle, risking one's life, lasting sacrifice, and blind persistence...
But no one would ever tell Fei Qian that most of the eagles in the world generally live about 50 years old, and there is no need to worry about the problem of 60 years old. The author who first proposed this theory has probably never tried to "rebirth"
For five months, I didn’t eat or drink...
Because either the claws have not grown, the beak has not grown properly, or the feathers are incomplete and cannot fly or hunt. What will they eat? Reptiles with a slow metabolism can still survive five months without food, but birds have a slower metabolism.
Animals that are very fast will definitely starve to death.
No one would tell Fei Qian that gold itself does not emit light. To make gold look shiny, there must be a light source first, and it must shine on it just right. Only then can it reflect light, not "glow", and reflect light.
Whether it can be seen by others after the light is turned off is another matter...
"...Understand the benefits...the sooner you can understand them, the better..." Fei Qian said slowly, "If you can't see clearly, you will be easily deceived...and this is related to the last point..."
"Seeking the origin?" Feizhen asked.
"Yes, the origin can also be seen as an interest, an interest that everyone can share... Only when your interests are combined with the interests of everyone else..." Fei Qian nodded, and then
He motioned Feizhen to go out, "You may not understand it now, but in two days, you will be able to see it..."
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"General Zhao!"
Liu Heji's face was a little distorted, "Why don't you send troops? King Wuhuan is dead! Send troops now. Firstly, you can take advantage of the opportunity and take advantage of the people of Wuhuan. Secondly, you can benefit from the fishermen and reap the benefits."
Land of Yang! This is a God-given opportunity. If you miss it, then... then..."
Zhao Yun glanced at Liu He and said, "That's it?"
"It's just...I regret it!" Liu He finally swallowed those curse words and replaced them with a more neutral word.
Zhao Yun smiled faintly, and then motioned Liu He to sit down, "Liu Shijun, please sit down, please be patient..."
Liu He had no choice but to sit down, but even after sitting down, he still stared at Zhao Yun closely, as if he was waiting for Zhao Yun to give the order and go out to fight immediately.
"I heard that Captain Xianyu..." Zhao Yun paused, "The injury is difficult to treat...Is it possible that he will not be saved?"
Although Fei Qian implemented the military medical system, it does not mean that all injuries can be treated and recovered. Some injuries are indeed a very big problem for the medical level of the Han Dynasty. After all, Hua Tuo, Zhang Zhongjing and his like are very few.
Among this group of people, most of them are ordinary doctors.
And even Hua Tuo, Zhang Zhongjing and others cannot guarantee that they can save anyone...
Xian Yufu suffered several injuries, and he did not have Zhou Tai's abnormal physique. He was too busy running for his life after being injured and was not able to receive treatment at the first time, so it was already very remarkable that he could survive until he came back. And then because of
The wound worsens and is on the verge of danger...
On the whole, Xian Yufu can be regarded as one life for another.
But now it seems that Liu He doesn't care too much about Xian Yufu's sacrifice, because when Zhao Yun talked about Xian Yufu, Liu He was stunned for a moment, and he didn't even know whether Xian Yufu's current situation had improved or worsened. "
I have thanked the general for his care on behalf of Xianyu... Now I just want to let Xianyu rest and discuss the matter of marching!"
Zhao Yun smiled slightly.
You, Liu He, would like to express your gratitude on behalf of Xian Yufu? Would Xian Yufu be willing to be represented by you?
"When Yun was young, he also heard about Liu Youzhou's good deeds..." Zhao Yun said slowly, "Since the Han Dynasty, the stomachs of emperors and princes have grown fat. They don't know the hard work of farming, but they can strictly discipline themselves and stand out from others.
I heard that Liu Youzhou abided by benevolence and shepherded Youzhou with loyalty, and Hu and Han married the whole family, eliminated waste and established hundreds of industries, were not afraid of hard work, practiced water conservancy, encouraged farming and mulberry, comforted the orphans and widows, and worked frugally. They served for several years, and there were no living people.
It’s so beautiful and majestic! It can be said that he is the eldest son of the Han Dynasty!”
Normally, when others praise one's father, a child should feel somewhat honored. But for some reason, Liu He felt uncomfortable and even impatient...
"General Zhao... I'm overly complimentary..." After all, he was praising his father. Liu He couldn't say no and walked away, so he could only express his thanks.
What did Zhao Yun mean? It's not that Liu He couldn't understand, but he just didn't want to understand.
Just like the second generation in later generations, when talking about the deeds of their ancestors, some people always feel that they are themselves, and there is no point in being linked to their ancestors. But these people may never think about it, what if
Without the contributions of their ancestors, would he still be where he is today?
And what are these people doing? Just like Liu He, everything Liu He is doing now is making use of the wealth left by his father, including people and things.
"General Zhao...this expedition..." Seeing that Zhao Yun had stopped talking, Liu He couldn't help but urge him again.
Zhao Yun suddenly realized, "Ah? Oh, I still need to think about it..."
Liu He paused, "This opportunity is fleeting! Don't miss it!"
Zhao Yun nodded, "If Liu Shijun gives more advice, I will consider it carefully..."
"..." Liu He muttered for a long time, and finally he could only throw away his hands and walk away.
Zhao Yun glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze. Liu He didn't even realize the seriousness of the problem, which really made Zhao Yun very disappointed with him.
The kindness of his ancestors is not endless, and now Liu He is just squandering it, and then he has not made any achievements. When Xian Yufu dies, it means that the last bit of kindness left by Liu Yu has dissipated in this world...
Liu He didn't care at all!
What will be left for Liu He then?
If Zhao Yun had such blessings from his ancestors, he must have carefully maintained them for fear of damage, and then strived to build high-rise buildings on the basis of his ancestors, instead of tearing down the foundations and throwing them out for sale like Liu He did...
It's really unreasonable.
Yuyang is like a whirlpool at the moment. Before seeing it clearly, how could Zhao Yun, who was originally cautious by nature, get involved easily?
What's more, there are more important things in Zhao Yun's heart that need to be weighed. As the saying goes, if you fall short of the goal, how can you fall into a passive situation because of your rash actions?
As for Liu He...
Zhao Yun shook his head slightly and sighed. Keep it, it is like a mirror, it can reflect some things that make you alert, and it can be regarded as making the best use of it.
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Living in Kyoto is not easy.
This is the case in Chang'an, the same is true in Xu County, and the same is true in Yecheng.
This has been the case since ancient times, but why do so many people still want to dig into it even if their heads are thin?
Mi Heng originally didn't want to come, but Pingyuan is too small after all, and he is the only one in the family who can be regarded as a talented person. If he doesn't come, who else can come?
Mi Heng's literature is very good, and he is also willing to spend time on studying the classics. He is smart and willing to devote himself to studying, so he naturally learns well.
In later generations, education was compulsory, that is, children had to be taught regardless of whether they wanted it or not, whether they wanted to learn it or not. But in the Han Dynasty, don’t think about such beautiful things. Those who don’t want to learn will just get lost, and those who are stupid will just crawl away.
Mi Heng is very smart, in other words, very talented.
Talent is something that needs to be cultivated, but also requires innate talent, or even a shining aura, and the ability to express this aura. This is the most brilliant treasure. Just like many people
You can climb a high mountain and look out over the sea, and you will feel emotional in your heart, and then a light will shine in your brain, but most people cannot express it perfectly, and in the end they can only condense it into two words...
But there are gains and losses, and talent cannot be eaten as food.
At least that's the case here in Mi Heng.
It is Ni Heng's self-advertisement to have high aspirations and not be interested in fame and fortune, and this is what Mi Heng did in the beginning.
When I was studying, because the examination points were all in literature, and they were all close to my home. Hara Sakon also knew Mi Heng's reputation. I could brush my face wherever I went, so I didn't have to worry too much about food and clothing. But in
Yecheng...
Who are you?
You Heng?
never heard of that.
Mi Heng thought that with his intelligence and literary background, even if he arrived alone in Yecheng, he would immediately become a middle class person, with a monthly income of at least 10,000 yuan, and work would be within easy reach.
If you are rushing to get it, you can weigh and choose. You can’t miss 9 a.m. to 5 a.m., even if you have holidays. It’s best to get a Yecheng household registration. The house doesn’t need to be very big, but it should at least have good ventilation from the north to the south and warmth in the winter.
Xia Liang, if there is no east-west wing, it is not unacceptable to have a small patio...
Then when Mi Heng arrived in Yecheng, he found that what he thought was what he thought after all. These damn guys in Yecheng didn't even recognize him, they only recognized money!
What is money? It is a vulgar thing! It is a vulgar thing!
Vulgar, despicable! Full of stench!
But Mi Heng was soon trapped by these vulgar and despicable things...
It costs money to eat and wear clothes. Even if you stay at home or rent a house, you still need to spend money on firewood, oil, and salt. Not to mention that from time to time, villagers will come to check on the house, so it’s not even clean.
nothing.
Then the price of goods was so high that the money you brought yourself hit the bottom in almost no time.
what to do?
Mi Heng wanted to write a few words for others, inscribe some words, and get some writing fees like he did in Pingyuan. Is this an elegant move? But his dream was soon hammered to pieces...
Someone held up the words he wrote and cursed in front of his stall, saying that the horizontal lines of Mi Heng’s words did not look like horizontal lines, the vertical lines did not look like vertical lines, the strokes looked like strokes, the strokes looked like strokes, and the thick areas were too thick.
, the light part is too light, the pen used is not good, the ink used is wrong, and so on.
Then the clerk came and said that since some people felt that Mi Heng's writing was wrong, he should fine him to compensate. If Mi Heng was unwilling to pay the fine, he would be punished according to law and discipline.
Facing the clattering iron chain, Mi Heng was furious and refused to answer. However, he found that no one listened to what he said. Only a group of people gathered around, pointed at him and scolded him, "You are a piece of shit, you don't understand."
Rules, ignorance, ignorance...
The stall was knocked down, the pen and ink were smashed, and Mi Heng was arrested.
At the beginning, Mi Heng was still very stubborn and felt that he was incomparable to these common people. If he could meet the county magistrate, he would naturally be able to distinguish between innocence and innocence.
But after three days in the Yecheng prison, Mi Heng didn't see anyone.
Facing the pig food in the prison, Mi Heng scolded him angrily, but all he got in return was a sneer.
Three days later.
A clerk appeared.
"What's your last name?" the clerk asked lazily.
"I want to seek justice from the county magistrate!" Ni Heng said, "Call your official!"
The clerk raised his eyelids, probably only by less than a millimeter, and then lowered them again, "Whose name is it?"
"Someone wants to seek justice from the county magistrate!! Someone wants justice!!" Mi Heng was even more angry.
"Here comes...bring it back..." The clerk waved, with a calm tone, a constant aura, and no fear. It's been three days since the ringgit was paid, and no one has come to ask about this matter. Basically,
, we can then conclude, "You are so energetic, did you eat too much?"
Another three days.
There is only one meal a day, and the amount of this meal is cut in half.
Not only that, there was no bowl, it was poured directly on the ground.
Mi Heng lay on the ground, picking up the fallen food and stuffing it in his mouth, crying bitterly, but without tears.
Mi Heng thought about dying, but he understood that if he died in prison like this, his suffering would really be in vain, and he would die with filth all over his body, just like a dead bedbug, and no one would care.
No one will know...
He has to endure it until the day he can speak again.
When the sun shines on Mi Heng's face again.
Mi Heng raised his head with filth all over his body.
The clerk in the shadow asked lazily, "Whose last name is it?" in a tone that seemed to have remained unchanged for thousands of years.
"..." Mi Heng remained silent, and then said in a hoarse voice, "Mi Heng, you are Zhengping!"
Starting from today, I will balance people's hearts and rectify evil spirits!
