"Chickens and ducks are kept in cages, and their life and death are determined by the butcher. Mr. Lu thinks his current situation can be any better than that of chickens and ducks. Can you please give me some advice?"
"It's up to you whether you want to or not. No matter what you do, it will be in vain."
"It's up to me," Xia Zhaoyi stood up, pushed the paper he had just written along the coffin board, and said, "It's up to me whether the work is useful or useless. I think it is useful, and I think it is useless.
, that is useless. I am not being stubborn, but think about it for yourself, from what standpoint are you advising me? The standpoint of the enemy."
Lu Qianhai looked at the paper and frowned, it was... a confession of guilt.
"Do you know what is the most common way to deal with enemies?" Xia Zhaoyi smiled, "It is to suppress, belittle, insult, and distort. Your so-called good words are your unconscious suppression. The remnants of the Xia family in your mouth are
Your insult, why are you insulting? Because you are afraid that the more you insult and belittle Duke Dingguo, the less you will be ashamed of the evil deeds you have done. You are hypnotizing yourself and embolden yourself, just like this
"Book of confession," Xia Zhaoyi suddenly slapped one on the paper, and the coffin board made a clear sound, "Lu Qianhai, do you dare to read it out?"
Lu Qianhai looked at this confession of guilt, looking horrified and silent.
The words on the paper are written very finely, about the size of a fingernail, and are neatly and evenly distributed on a large paper two feet wide. There are more than a thousand words, neat and elegant, with wonderful gathering and dispersion, and the writing is like clouds.
Swinging wildly.
The wording, syntax, and organization of the text on the paper are fluent and clean, the priorities are clear, the items are clear, and the presentation is very rigorous.
There are a lot of numbers here.
Each of the eight pharmacies is followed by a string of drug names. The numbers behind the drug names are accurate to the number of stones, buckets, and liters, and there is a summary at the end.
What follows are the two charges against Dingguo Gong’s house when his house was ransacked. Those words will never be forgotten for thousands of years. Now every word is written down on the paper, word for word.
This apology letter, neither the words nor the structure of the article, seemed to be written by a ten-year-old girl. However, Lu Qianhai watched her write it in one breath.
"It seems that I don't dare anymore," Xia Zhaoyi looked at him, "Master Lu, are any of the words I said above false?"
Lu Qianhai was still watching and said nothing.
"Master Lu, who is the evil one?" Xia Zhaoyi asked again.
Lu Qianhai paused, raised his eyes, his face turned pale, and he slowly said, "Father and son of the Yu family, were you the ones who did it?"
"no."
"Who is that?"
"I also want to know."
Lu Qianhai's heart was beating very fast, getting faster and faster. He felt indescribably uncomfortable all over his body, and he felt that his eyes were turning black.
After a long time, Lu Qianhai said in a low voice: "Is it useful? What's the use of your piece of paper? The dust has fallen and people have died, so what's the use?"
"Justice," Xia Zhaoyi said hoarsely, "Innocence, and the passionate souls of those loyal souls who died on the battlefield in the north."
Lu Qianhai closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened them again, his eyes were red.
"Little boy, do you know what the way of government is?" Lu Qianhai looked over, "The officialdom is ups and downs, and the king's heart is unpredictable. Sometimes, there are things that you can't control yourself."
Xia Zhaoyi said nothing and sat back coldly, looking outside the dark hall.
"The crime of the Xia family is that they have great achievements, they are blocking the road, and they have no power and no reliance, do you understand?" Lu Qianhai said, shaking his head and sneering, "Who do you give this piece of paper to? Jingzhao
Government? Ministry of Punishment? Yushitai? Or go directly to Tianting? You said I am a chicken and duck in a cage, so are you not? Who do you want to judge the rights and wrongs of the words on this paper? You can only use this paper
If you come to lynch me, you can only decide my life or death. How does it affect the fairness and innocence you talk about? Or do you want to hand it over to the historians in the future? Or spread it among the people?"
Speaking of this, Lu Qianhai laughed again: "If this spreads among the people, what kind of chaos will it cause? The world is already so unstable, do you still want to be such a troublemaker? Fortunately, Ding Guogong served the country during his lifetime.
For the people, what about you? Do you want to disrupt the imperial court and overthrow the world? No matter how bad the Li family is, they are actually maintaining the stability of the country. Once the order is broken, do you know how the sky will fall and the earth will fall? Boy,
Have you ever seen troubled times?”
Xia Zhaoyi withdrew her gaze and looked towards him.
"Those civilians will lose their minds and go to the streets with knives to chop and kill randomly and plunder food and clothing. Do you know how many people will die? By then, more and more people will starve to death, and murders and arson will occur everywhere.
,Are you afraid?" Lu Qianhai looked at her.
The girl didn't answer. The candle in the corner made a sizzling sound at this moment, and the empty palace became quieter and quieter.
"I'm not afraid of death," Lu Qianhai said, "What's the point of fearing death? If you want to kill, just kill."
"Shameless." The girl finally said.
Lu Qianhai paused, then laughed again: "Why are you scolding me?"
"I really don't like to deal with you people who have been in the officialdom for a long time," Xia Zhaoyi said, "because your ideas and opinions will poison me, and I don't even bother to debate."
She picked up the pen and put it over: "You will have company soon. The more than a hundred heads left by the Xia family in Shengjing Square, and the more than 300 dead or injured victims who were exiled to the wasteland of Hechuan.
You alone cannot afford to repay the trouble."
"You want me to be Hua'an?"
"yes."
"What if I don't?"
Xia Zhaoyi lowered his eyes and looked at the pen, and said calmly: "No, it doesn't matter. When your companions come one by one, there will always be someone who can draw. Do you know there is a very strange thing about people?"
"What?"
"It's hard to see people being nice," Xia Zhaoyi smiled, "They are all poor, and one person suddenly becomes rich, and the other poor people will feel sad and resentful. They are all down and out, and one person suddenly becomes alive, so what will happen to the other down-and-out people?
Anyone who is in trouble should feel comfortable if someone is with him. Once no one is with him, the panic will be even worse. Mr. Lu, I will never beat you, kill you or threaten you, nor will I offer you any inducement. I will accompany you and you will
It’s stamped.”
"Pretentious." Lu Qianhai sneered.
"I understand people's hearts. Does Mr. Lu know what mental tricks are? It's okay if you don't know. I will teach Mr. Lu well."
Lu Qianhai looked at her and felt a chill in his heart, remembering that she once had a nickname called "Evil Child".
"Do you know magic?"
"It's your evil heart," Xia Zhaoyi said. He stood up and put away the pen and paper. He picked up a ball of cloth on the ground, paused, looked at the ball and said, "The world is so chaotic and the world is not peaceful. You
Your eyes are not blind, your ears are not deaf, but you speak out for the country and the people, and you speak plausibly and confidently. Who caused such chaos? It is you. The knife is not placed on your neck, so you are not afraid, you can stand aside
"You may point out the country, but in reality," Xia Zhaoyi looked at Lu Qianhai, "your benevolence, righteousness, and morality are full of hypocrisy."
