I have a request, which is not against moral principles and has nothing to do with danger. I hope you will give me a clear response, so please don’t refuse it again.
Master Xiaomeng raised his eyebrows. It must be very important for this kind of guy who considers himself a junior to put aside his persuasion and make another request. In this way, he must take such precautions. Every one of his
There must be more than ten conspiracies in the request, but if he refuses directly, this is not in line with his style as a highly respected senior among the scholars, so he can only decline politely in another way, and he stubbornly turns around.
Facing Zhang Liang, his eyes were piercing: "If you can answer my three questions, then everything will be easy to talk about."
Zhang Liang thought that the head of the Tianzong did not explicitly say that if he could answer his three questions, his request would be granted. He only said that everything would be easy to say. This would leave him a way out and he could do it again.
It doesn't matter if it's an article, let's first listen to what questions he wants to ask.
Master Xiaomeng said: "People in the world always face choices, and there is no exception. If you can only choose between justice and freedom, how should you choose?"
Confucianism, which has the largest number of scholars in the world, has always restrained itself, returned to reason, and followed the principle of being close to the emperor. According to Master Xiaomeng's opinion, he regarded Zhang Liang's rebellion as somewhat unjust. Zhang Liang said before
Birds flying across the sky are not as free as people think. Obviously Zhang Liang yearns for freedom. In view of this, Master Xiaomeng asked Zhang Liang to answer this question, which can be regarded as deliberately making things difficult.
His long robe was fluttering in the wind, and his black hair was tied up casually with a hair tie. Zhang Liang did not lose his confidence and commented frankly: "A blind man walks day and night, and the seniors ask questions, but only he knows clearly.
If I followed the values of my predecessors, it would be difficult for me to make a choice. But from my perspective, the problem of my predecessors cannot be established at all, because justice and freedom are mutually exclusive. Once separated, both will be lost! So, how could I
Choose one and get nothing?"
Zhang Liang's retort was so sharp that Master Xiaomeng was a little surprised. He couldn't help but smile and raised his eyebrows: "Just now you talked about personal values. Between the lines, you said that the roads we take are different, and the scenery we see along the way is different."
They are different, and their life experiences are also different. Does that mean I shouldn’t impose my wishful thinking on others?”
Master Xiaomeng's face was filled with joy. This sentence could be said to be a double entendre.
Zhang Liang lowered his head and looked down. He didn't know when his tone turned melancholy again. In the ripples of the water, only a few peach blossoms were shining brightly on the water. The pink and white color made them look particularly enchanting. In the water shadow, there were many people downstairs.
Pedestrians passed by in a hurry, trying to keep distance between each other.
"Naturally, a person can never truly understand a person, unless you are himself, go deep into his heart, and look carefully inside. If not, then of course other people's thoughts cannot represent one's own thoughts. However, people
There are times when people are on the same road and in the same tune. As long as the steps are not rushed, the scenery seen along the way cannot be ridiculously different. In the microsecond gap between similarities and differences, as long as we are honest and honest, the so-called benevolent people have different opinions.
The wisdom of a wise man becomes particularly ambiguous at this time. If the paradox between the two sides has the possibility of finally reaching the same destination through different paths, then it means there is a clear understanding. If the seniors can agree with this discussion, that would be great."
At this point in the topic, Master Xiaomeng did not explain any more, grinned, and then asked the second question calmly: "You know, why am I here?"
Zhang Liang held his breath and smiled, remembering a passage when they first met, "Listen to the unexpected footsteps, breathing, and the breeze and drizzle in the ears. When I wake up from my dream in the morning, I hear the footsteps of my old friend."
"It's close." When Xiaoyaozi asked him if he had been prepared for this day, he did not deny it.
Zhang Liang said: "Seniors are naturally waiting for someone to come."
With a gentle tone of impeccable determination and confidence, Zhang Liang then glanced at Xiaoyaozi with interest and said, "I'm here to settle a score with Brother Xiaoyao."
Master Xiaomeng, who was standing on the side, glanced at Xiaoyaozi and nodded without saying a word. Yes, this trip was blocking Xiaoyaozi's only way back to Renzong. His junior brother has now made a big move.
Sooner or later, Tianzong will be affected by Chi Yu. How can he just sit back and do nothing and let the Taoist situation worsen?
Xiaoyaozi was silent and did not answer. This man looked light and free, but in fact, in every plan Yan Dan made, not to mention the actions of Renzong himself, he tried his best to hide them, even the Tianzong who was thousands of miles away.
He was always worried and spent a lot of effort. Fortunately, when he acted, he could still pretend to be indifferent. He didn't even bother to blurt out "I'm sorry, senior brother" just to keep as far away from him as possible. In fact, the one who was the most
Master Xiaomeng is not the only one who cares about the life and death of Taoism.
After a pause, Master Xiaomeng saw Xiaoyaozi's strange expression, turned his head and looked at Zhang Liang, and said: "The last question, do you know what I am thinking about at the moment?"
Master Xiaomeng turned his head subconsciously, and Zhang Liang's pupils suddenly tightened, catching the flash of a sly smile on Master Xiaomeng's face. Although it was not obvious, it was a real calculating smile.
Or it was a dark and sinister smile. The next moment, Zhang Liang raised a warm smile on his lips and said frankly: "Senior, I'm not thinking about anything. You're just waiting for me to make a random guess, and then I'll do whatever you want."
, then you don’t need to explain to me, just give me a wrong answer.''
The smile on Master Xiaomeng's face gradually stiffened, but he tried hard to maintain it. In fact, he felt that this persistence was ridiculous, but at this moment, he couldn't say anything else. After a long silence, he said lightly, "Wonderful"
Wow'', his slightly wrinkled brows relaxed and he had to admit that he began to appreciate this young man. If he continued to refute, he would make the world laugh at him as an old man.
Master Xiaomeng's promise to Zhang Liang's request was related to a conversation between Zhang Liang and Tianming a few months ago.
Bored people passively spend their boring time in boring places, not knowing how long they have been bored.
"Ah, I'm bored to death."
The childlike voice squeezed out from the mediocre roar, and hit the mellow sound of "ding ding dong dong" under the nine-wind corridor. The child lying on the railing looked bored today, with some hair hanging down on his face, and his face was vaguely blurred.
The lifeless clothes covering his face were a bit sloppy.
Beside the nine-curved corridor of Little Sage Village, Tianming lazily dragged his chin and looked at a natural phenomenon in the pond that he thought was extremely boring.
At this time, Zhang Liang's voice sounded behind his ears: "Ziming, at this time on weekdays, aren't you usually punished by the master to stand outside the study hall? Why, today I think you are an eyesore, so I sent you to such a distance."
The place has come?''
Tianming clenched his chin without looking back, with an indifferent expression, "Third Master, you did it on purpose, you clearly knew there would be no class today."
Zhang Liang approached slowly and taught him earnestly: "Ziming, you have been studying here for a while, but you have been made to stand for more time than studying. I know you are not interested in studying, but I want to
What he said is, no matter what, there will be no rule without rules. You must not bear grudge against the great master. He taught his students strictly and had good intentions."
"How dare I bear grudges against him?" Tian Ming pouted, and became angry again, "Even if he drooled while sleeping in class, why would he just wake him up? Why do he have to face the wall and think about such a trivial matter that was not intentional?
Pass''.
''Oh?'' Zhang Liang smiled intentionally or unintentionally: "Dooling? Do you often do this?"
''Uh-huh, Tianming reluctantly acquiesced.
"What do you often dream about?"
"endorsement".
Zhang Liang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Did you sleep in class, dream about endorsements, and then drool?" He organized the confusing logic for Tianming to listen to.
It was a bit confusing, and Tian Ming himself couldn't tell how to explain it for a moment. Although the Third Master didn't speak in anger like other teachers, who were blabbering and respectful in their teachings, he would always go around a lot in his words.
This twist has made him cute many times. He only said: "The one that impressed me the most was that time. I dreamed that I was sleeping, and then the grand master suddenly appeared in the dream, which really scared me.
One jump".
''What happens after I scare you so hard?''
''He left after that.''
''Then you are lucky?''
Tianming pursed his lips and said: "He just turned around and thought it was like this, but immediately there was a terrifying voice that scared me awake. Oh my God, when I woke up, I found that I was really reciting the book, and the master was really standing there.
In front of me, he shocked me again and asked me to recite an entire book in three days. For me who didn't know a few Chinese characters, it was better to be beaten by him."
Zhang Liang squinted his eyes, curved the corners of his mouth like a crescent moon, and sighed sincerely: "Ziming, you are really extraordinary."
Tianming's gray eyes dimly lit up, and he echoed with a sullen expression: "Extraordinary? Stop making fun of me. These words sound like they are all hurting me, right?"
Zhang Liang had an unpredictable smile on his face, as if he was thoughtful, and explained: "You reminded me of an allusion about Zhuangzi."
''The names of the ancients are really weird, including Zhuangzi, Laozi, and Sunzi!''
''In the past, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, and it was a lifelike butterfly. He said that he who is suitable for his ambitions does not know Zhou!''
Tianming rolled his eyes, obviously not understanding, Zhang Liang explained: "Zhuangzi used wonderful imaginative writing in the Theory of Equality of Things.
The description and discussion of the incident put forward the view that it is impossible for people to accurately distinguish between reality and illusion and the materialization of life and death.''
''You can hear it, it's too profound...but what's the use?'' Tianming's tone was weak, but he asked very honestly and directly.
''Yeah! What's the use?'' Zhang Liang's tone suddenly became extremely deep. When Tian Ming turned to look at him, he saw for the first time an expression that Zhang Liang didn't usually have, as if
The huge warmth of winter swept through his body, Zhang Liang's eyes flashed with a hint of ecstasy, and he couldn't help but ask at dawn: "Third Master, what did you think of?"
Some people’s whims and whims come from an action, a word, a sentence, a revelation, a scene or a flash of inspiration from their subconscious mind, but at this moment Zhang Liang’s whims and whims came from a casual conversation with Tianming.
A casual question.
"Sometimes, I look at the world outside the window. It is mysterious and unfamiliar, but when I am confused, I will suddenly have an idea.#8226;
8226; "Zhang Liang's pupils were as deep as a deep lake at night, making it look as if he was about to fall into it and never be able to extricate himself. After a long time, his eyes returned to their usual calmness, and he looked towards the west,"
This allusion has a great magical effect, Zi Ming, you are indispensable!''
When Tianming heard this, he became interested and asked eagerly: "Is it true?"
Zhang Liang didn't say anything again, so Tianming had no choice but to turn his head in frustration and complained: "'The Third Master's Association will always tell the truth!"