"You all know my ideals, and I have found a group of people who have almost the same ideals as mine. (.)" The old madman finished drinking the wine in his hand.
Sun Simiao and Yun Botong looked at each other again, wondering why it sounded like a good thing but made the old madman feel so lonely.
"Then what? They changed?" Yun Botong asked.
"Haha, it's not that he has changed, it's that he is different from me. The purpose is the same, but the ideas and methods are completely different." The old madman said with a bitter smile.
"What do you mean?" Sun Simiao didn't quite understand.
"They are an organization whose purpose is to help the world and bring peace to the people." The old madman has always been conflicted. They save people while harming others, which really makes him unacceptable. In fact, he feels that good is good and evil is evil and cannot be beaten.
Doing evil in the name of doing good! But the leader always said that he was too naive and could not see the reality clearly. Gradually, even he himself became a little blurry.
"Sounds like a good thing!" Sun Simiao frowned, waiting for what his old friend would say later.
"But they think that in order for most people to live a good life, a few innocent people can be sacrificed." The old madman said a little confused. After so many years, he has experienced a lot of things, and now he occasionally feels that
There is still some truth to this statement.
"Do you think so too?" Yun Botong was sensitive to the hesitation in his old friend's words. This is not good. The old madman has not been brainwashed by some organization.
"I didn't think so at first, but now... I don't know... I really don't know! They have really helped a lot of people over the years." The old madman told his heart, facing his old friend for many years,
He doesn't need to hide.
"They helped a lot of people, but they also killed a lot of people? So should those innocent people give their lives? Has anyone asked them what they meant?" Sun Simiao is a person who loves life very much, and he kills people under the guise of doing good.
Innocent, he couldn't accept it.
"The law of the Tang Dynasty states that murder must be repaid with life. It is not something that is meant to be fun." Yun Botong also said, and he didn't agree either.
The old madman sighed softly. He understood what the brothers said, and he was also very confused. Now it seemed that there were two of him fighting in his heart. They were evenly matched.
"I understand your thinking. For example, there are a hundred people on the other side of a river. There is only a single-plank bridge on the river. As long as you cross the bridge, you can save the one hundred people. Unfortunately, there are two people standing in the middle of the bridge.
They are innocent there, but they are blocking your way to save people, so whether to kill them and save the hundred people is the reason for your hesitation, right?" Sun Simiao knew his old friend's mind very well.
What is Zhong thinking about?
The old madman nodded fiercely, knowing that his old friend would understand him. That's it. There were two people on one side, and a hundred people on the other. Of course he should choose the side with more people to save.
"Have you ever thought that this is not a matter of numbers, but a matter of principle?" Sun Simiao led his old friend's thoughts out of his confusion.
The old madman frowned and thought. Number of people? Principle!
"Old Medicine Jar is right. You can't ignore your principles by thinking that the one hundred people are more important. What if the two people on the bridge were replaced by me and Old Medicine Jar? Which one do you think is more important?"
Yun Botong stimulated the old madman.
The old madman was shocked. The two people on the bridge were his old friends? Then...
Oh my god... He suddenly discovered that he could ignore those one hundred people. Did he really have no principles?
"Are you awake? It's all life! There's no such thing as lighter or heavier." Sun Simiao reminded his old friend.
"Hahaha... Yes. They are all life. Which one is lighter and which one is heavier..." The old madman laughed wildly and shed tears. It turned out that he had already thrown away his principles. He has joined the Jian Cult for so many years. To be fair,
Why was the blood of those innocent people not stained on his body? He was still an executioner. He was indeed a madman. His ideals were already crazy enough. Only now do I realize that his madness has even submerged his only principle.
Sun Simiao and Yun Botong both looked at their sad old friend, and they could understand his mood. Suddenly they found that their ideals had changed beyond recognition. No one could accept it.
"Actually, you don't have to think too much. After all, you are pursuing an ideal state. If I really encounter a situation where I can only save one side, I won't know how to choose. After all, we are just mortals, and all mortals are
It is inevitable to do wrong things if you are governed by emotions. I just want to tell you that without principles, there will be no bottom line, and once there is no bottom line, you will step by step fall to the point where you don't even know yourself." This is
Sun Simiao said in his heart that if he really encountered that situation, he would be very confused.
But principles are principles. Just as he was determined to practice medicine and save people, over the years, there were still patients he couldn't save, but he tried his best, so he had no regrets.
"Although many people in the Tang Dynasty still have insufficient food to eat, and although there are still various injustices, we have a wise emperor and many loyal ministers who have been working hard to make the people's lives better. The most important thing is
, we have laws, so we don’t need those kind of knight-errant people who ‘hoe the strong and help the weak’. I admit that what they do is good. I also hate those who do evil, but the law is the law.
Can you imagine what a country without laws would look like? And what those rangers are doing is breaking the laws." Yun Botong's expression was serious.
"Yes, this is a no-brainer. If everyone takes revenge privately like they do, what kind of chaos will happen in the Tang Dynasty? In the end, people may die just because of a dispute between neighbors. This is absolutely unacceptable."
Sun Simiao shook his head, he did not dare to imagine such a state.
The old madman only felt that his heart was full of bitterness. Why didn't he understand such an obvious truth? Or... he understood it very well at all, but he was escaping and not facing all this? He was only immersed in his own fantasy and only remembered
He thought about how many people he had helped, but did not think about the harm to Datang. In fact, the harm to Datang was not the harm to the people. It turned out that... he had been deceiving himself and others, and he had done nothing at all.
Good thing.
The old madman raised his head and took a deep breath. He realized it! He was really awake!
"Oops, they are trying to trick Lin Yi." The old madman suddenly remembered that Lin Yi was going to Haizhou.
"What?!" Sun Simiao and Yun Botong said in shock.
"Ji'an Cult must have a lot of money if they want to do good deeds, and Lin Yi... your disciple is a good money maker, so they have been plotting against him for a long time, but it's just not easy to do it in the capital." The old madman smiled bitterly.
With.
Sun Simiao's expression was a little nervous. Nothing would happen to his disciple. That kind of crazy sect would do anything at all costs.
Yun Botong was also worried about Lin Yi. After spending these days together, he already regarded Xiao Yi as his junior. He lowered his head and frowned and thought for a while, then raised his head and asked, "Tell the truth, that time Xiao Yi's sister was kidnapped
Was it done by Jianjiao?"
The old madman nodded helplessly: "But that time was mainly to create conflicts between the emperor and the Japanese country. At that time, they did not pay much attention to Lin Yi. Although Lin Yi made the mirror, the thing was too eye-catching. Even if they knew how to make it,
He didn't dare to sell the method, but later, Lin Yi kept making various things, and they decided to take his idea."
He had just heard about this from Sui Feng.
"You said you came here to find Xiao Yi?" Sun Simiao suddenly remembered what his old friend said before, and his eyes widened. Wouldn't this old friend of his also set his sights on Lin Yi?
"Yes, I have recently been studying the extraction of salt from seawater, so I wanted to come to him to discuss it." The old madman said with a bitter smile. He was also trying to get Lin Yi's idea.
Sun Simiao hesitated. It was okay to help his old friend, but now his old friend was in Ji'an Cult. If Xiao Yi helped, wouldn't it be directly equivalent to helping Ji'an Cult?
The old madman also thought of this, but now it is impossible for him to quit the Jian Cult. He knows too much. It seems that it is impossible to ask Lin Yi for help.
"I understand, I won't look for him again." The old madman understood his old friend's worries.
"No, you have to find him, and you must do your best to protect him." Yun Botong said suddenly.
Sun Simiao was startled for a moment, then nodded in understanding. He was right. He couldn't hide now. There is no way to guard against thieves for a thousand days. Now it seems that the old madman still has benefits in the Jian Cult.
"Old friend, what's your status in the Jian Cult?" Now Sun Simiao was even more worried that his old friend couldn't protect Lin Yi.
"Being under the leader, I am not in charge of any church. Now I have made plans for charity in their charity hall. I should have a very high status. The leader has asked me many times to formulate an action plan for them, but I have not agreed.
If I have that time, I might as well think of ways to make people's lives better." The old madman was still certain about protecting Lin Yi's personal safety.
"I think you should agree." Yun Botong said, stroking the mustache on his chin.
"Well, I should agree." Sun Simiao also nodded in agreement.
The old madman was stunned for a moment, and then nodded. He should agree. Not only would he be able to know their actions well, but he could also avoid many unnecessary conflicts and killings. He was really confused. He only wanted to escape, but he didn't
I thought about trying hard to change.
Although Duan Zhixuan's small army stopped at the edge of the village, Lin Yi still slept on the carriage. He was really not used to hard beds. Fortunately, his carriage was equipped with a sofa. With his current height, he could sleep on it.
It's just right inside.
However, Li Chunfeng was kicked out, and he had to sleep with Lin Yi's two boys at a villager's house. General Duan would pay anyway, but he was raised like a pampered person in the Lin Mansion during those days, and Lin Yi couldn't
He is not used to it either.
Li Chunfeng walked towards the village complaining nonstop. (To be continued...)