Chapter 1624: The Theory of Man and Earth
A certain big city in the south of the Yangtze River, with thousands of miles of poplar flowers and hundreds of generations of passers-by.
On a painting boat somewhere, literati were splashing ink, chanting to the wind and the moon, listening to music and having a massage, and they were so happy.
Suddenly someone said: "Have you heard that the Heavenly Holy Army of the Demon Sect has conquered ten cities and is about to attack Jiangnan!"
"Strange, several big Why don't you take action?" A young man waved his fan and said without any worry.
"The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind. The Demon Sect is just a pioneer. Those big sects are all cunning and cunning. How did the Great Yan Dynasty be established? Isn't it because they selected the most promising force and supported it?" Someone shook his head.
The speaker is a middle-aged scholar, his clothes are ordinary, even a little old, but clean.
"Oh, Brother Li, you know a lot. It's a good night, why don't I tell you about the general trend of the world and which force is most likely to be chosen by them?" Someone ordered a pot for the middle-aged scholar. Good wine, then said.
"That's fine," the scholar said, and immediately became interested, "Speaking of which, the power of the world will inevitably divide after a long time of unity. Now that the Great Flame has nearly three hundred people, it is time to separate again."< br>
“There are Tatars in the north, bandits in the west, demon sects in the middle, and chieftains in the south. Flowers bloom on all sides, and five directions are unstable. Although we are trying our best to govern, there are too many constraints. What can we do?”
"Can Great Yan be revived?" someone asked expectantly.
"Great Yan cannot be revived. There are too many causes and effects, too deep grudges, heavy taxes, and corrupt officials. The martial arts sect will no longer support him. The assassins who appeared in the palace a few days ago were their work." Then The scholar shook his head.
"Oh, there is this thing? We have never heard of it."
"Haha, I only learned about this from an old friend in Beijing. The master of the imperial palace How can the emperor sit still when he can come and go freely? "
"So, with so many ills, it seems that the Great Yan Dynasty is about to end!" Someone said sadly.
"In Brother Li's opinion, why did Great Yan reach such a state?" Someone else asked.
"Alas, the death of Great Yan was due to the rule of officials. Officials are like human teeth. When they are new, they are as white as jade and very strong; after eleven or twelve years, they are contaminated by all kinds of filth and gradually decay. After shaking for thirty or forty years, it fell off one by one. At the age of seventy or eighty, there was not much left." The scholar surnamed Li sighed.
“Brother Li’s metaphor is excellent. Just like Magistrate Hong in our city, he did a lot of good things when he first came here. But as time went by, he was dragged into the trap by those wealthy businessmen, and money was always discussed in everything. If you have money, you will be unreasonable. "
"Alas, no one is immune to bad teeth. Unless you are extremely cautious, no one in this dynasty will be immortal." Everyone shook their heads.
“Yes, yes, it will not be easy for Dayan to persist for three hundred years.”
"It's all the fault of corrupt officials."
At this time, the owner of the painting boat laughed: "Fellow talents, let's not talk about the court, we only eat vegetables, drink wine, and listen to music!"
< br>"You vulgar fellow, I, Dayan, never block my words, not those barbarians, what are you afraid of?" The scholar surnamed Li drank too much, and did not pay attention to the kindness of the owner of the boat. He said loudly, "There was someone just now. Xiongtai asked me who the martial arts sect would choose. I won’t give in. I’ll tell you right now, they will choose the Tatars this time!”
“Why?” Everyone was shocked!
"Yes, even if they have a blood feud with the Demon Cult, they won't choose the Heavenly Holy Army. They can also choose a vassal town, or a bandit? Why would it be the Tatars?"
"Ever since the barbarians entered our Long-Han land, they have been the Hu-Han people. Now that the Han power has passed, it is naturally the Hu people's turn to get lucky." The scholar surnamed Li shook his head.
"This, this is too unreasonable, there must be one, two, three, right?" Some people still questioned.
They cannot accept being ruled by the stinky Tatars, and they have to kneel down and be slaves. I heard that they have to cut their hair.
This is simply unbearable.
“You really want to know?” The scholar surnamed Li looked at them with pity.
"I want to know."
"To serve wine, ask for good wine, from 1582!" said the scholar surnamed Li.
"Brother Li, what does the year 1582 mean?"
"Hey, you are ignorant and incompetent. This is the Western way of recording years. It is simple and convenient. It is much more convenient than the Year of Jiazi. Yes, it’s just old wine,” the scholar surnamed Li laughed. "Okay, Brother Li, please tell me, stop drinking."
"Okay, have you read XX's "On Humanity and Land"? A family of five, after four or five generations, can multiply into a family of hundreds if the weather is good and they live and work in peace and contentment, but the land will not increase. The land for five people can support them. The whole family is safe?"
"Who can solve it? The emperor?"
The scholar surnamed Li looked around.
Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads in silence.
“Can the land solution be improved?”
"The farm yield can be slightly increased, can it be increased twenty times?"
Everyone shook their heads. They are all landlords. Everyone knows that even if an acre of dry land is turned into irrigated land, the yield will only double. How is it possible that it’s twenty times?
"Brother Li, how do you think this should be solved?" Someone couldn't help but ask.
"The barbarian's sword." The scholar surnamed Li said coldly.
“This, this, is too cruel, nine out of ten rooms are empty!”
"It turns out that listening to you is better than reading hundreds of years of books. I have woken up!" A student cried bitterly.
"Yes, where can such a truth be mentioned in the Four Books and Five Classics? Brother Li, you are really an unparalleled talent. Why does the court not use you?" Someone said aggrievedly for him.
"Haha, those supervisors all know this truth. Killing people is like grass. Those supervisors who think that the suppression is better than the good ones all understand this truth. It's just that the sages rule the world with benevolence and filial piety. Who will preach it? Exit? If I say it, it's just treason. How can I be used by the court? If I don't have my head cut off, the court is magnanimous." The scholar surnamed Li fell on the table.
"Oh, I didn't expect that I have been confused for most of my life, and I only heard the real truth today. This brother is really as talented as Zhuge. What a pity, what a pity." An old scholar sighed.
"So, in our Jiangnan land, ninety percent of the people will be killed in the future?" someone said in panic.
"If you want to settle down, I'm afraid so." Lao Juren sighed.
"What should we do? Is there a paradise in the world?"
"Live in seclusion in the mountains and wait until the world is peaceful before coming out."
"It is not good to live in seclusion in the mountains. I have a friend who wanted to be a hermit in the mountains, but when winter came, he got cold and couldn't find a doctor in the mountains, so he died of illness."
"Going on the sea?"
"The sea is not a good place to go. I also have a friend who wanted to take refuge at sea, but he encountered a storm on the road and was drowned."
"This doesn't work, that doesn't work either, what should we do? "
"It's very simple, surrender to the knife-wielder in advance."
"Oh, so you want to surrender to the Tatars?"
"No, not necessarily, Li. Brother said, whoever can make a sword can be selected by the big faction and win the world. The barbarians are cruel and are naturally gifted with swords, so they will be chosen by the big faction.”
"I understand, I'm going to join the bandits and let them kill more people, kill many people, and kill all the people in the house. Then the world will be at peace." Someone vented.
"I'm going to see the Heavenly Holy Army. They don't kill people. How can they still stabilize the county?"
(End of this chapter)