After chatting for a while, Jing Ziling and Jing Junwei also came. At this time, Chen Taizhong knew that Principal Zhao from the Mediterranean was once the vice president of Tiannan University, and the other old man named Pang was the chairman of the Provincial Federation of Literary and Art Circles.
Both of them are in their early seventies. Principal Zhao is Jing Yiyuan's half-disciple. Although Chairman Pang also studied calligraphy with Mr. Jing for a period of time, he is also the cousin of Jing Tao's lover. This seniority is not good.
never mind.
The two of them were both very young. When the conversation was close to nine o'clock, they stood up to leave. Liao Hongzhi also stood up. Upon seeing this, Chen Taizhong and the Jing family brothers and sisters sent the three of them to the door and watched them leave before turning back.
Although Jing Yiyuan was not young, he was still very energetic. He still sat under the eaves, drinking tea and enjoying the rain. When he saw them turning around, he said with a smile, "Do you think it would be good to dig a small pond in the yard?"
"It would be good if you plant some beans, tomatoes, eggplants, etc.," Jing Junwei replied with a hint of impatience, "How big is the yard in total, and there is such a big vine, how can we dig a pond?"
He is the grandson of Jing Yiyuan. He went out to explore the world on his own early. He has a good attitude towards everyone, but his attitude towards his grandfather is very disrespectful.
Chen Taizhong knew a little bit about the cause and effect. Mr. Da Jing was actually Mr. Jing's favorite, but Jing Tao continued his relationship, and the old man nodded. The grandson hated his grandpa. To this day, this hatred has been reduced a lot.
But the habit of speaking has been developed in this way. Being disrespectful does not mean being disrespectful.
So he answered with a smile, "How about I talk to the people in Tianda and grant you a piece of land so that you can build a small second floor and a yard?"
"Hey, this is good," Jing Junwei said on behalf of his grandfather, "It doesn't have to be big, just ten acres of land is enough. My grandfather is a national treasure. I don't know how my father got around... He even got ten acres of land.
Won’t come down.”
"Does your grandpa look like a panda?" Jing Yiyuan rolled his eyes at him. The old man was really in good spirits and actually thought of joking. Then his expression changed. "I'm not used to asking for help. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to get a piece of land."
?I have been at ease all my life, and I don’t want to open my mouth for such a trivial matter. Xiao Chen, I am very happy that you are willing to help...but I hope this place can be passed down."
"That's right. It can't be turned into a former residence or anything like that." Jing Junwei nodded. Real estate in Beijing is getting hotter now, and there are ten acres of land in Subo city that can be passed down to the family. We must fight for it. "At least my family must have the right to inherit."
"Your grandfather is still alive. What's his former residence?" Jing Yiyuan heard that the boss was unwilling and glared at his grandson.
"Actually, I helped Xiao Ziling fight for it," Jing Junwei laughed dryly. He may not care about this piece of land, but there is an advantage to be had, so why not? No matter who gets the land, the Jing family will always digest it internally.
"Then I will fight for twenty acres, and you two brothers and sisters will have ten acres each," Chen Taizhong replied in a dumbfounded voice. The campus of Tiannan University is close to two thousand acres. He believed that if he asked for twenty acres of land, Mr. Jing would still have no problem.
Worth so much.
Neither Jing Junwei nor Jing Yiyuan answered the call. One was because it was unnecessary, and the other was that they felt strangely thinking that Mr. Jing was a national treasure-level master and had not yet obtained a piece of land in the urban area, but Chen Taizhong
This little guy, at such a young age, dares to boast so much.
What is particularly ironic is that everyone believes that he can do it.
This is the charm of power, right?
At this time, Jing Ziling spoke up, "Taizhong, aren't you going to buy a piece of land in Tongshan in the future, and will you live in Tiandalai?"
"Who said that?" Chen Taizhong was startled when he heard this, and then his scalp went numb. He thought to himself that not many people knew about my plan. Did you bribe a traitor in my harem?
He counted the insiders in detail, and even Wu Yan was only half of them. The only one who knew everything was Tang Yixuan, uh... Tang Yixuan?
"Anyway, I know," Jing Ziling glanced at him with a hint of warning. She wouldn't care about the difference between Lakeside Community and Sunshine Community. However, Ding Xiaoning's Jinghua Real Estate is surveying this Feng Shui treasure land in Tongshan Tianchi, and the hostess must be her.
.
"With the development of Beichong, there are many rumors that slander me." Chen Taizhong frowned slightly and sighed softly, "I have no ability to prove my innocence, Zi Ling, the rumors stop with the wise, but Tongshan...
It sounds good, too.”
Jing Yiyuan listened to the two of them talking lively, vaguely but pointedly. He felt that it was boring because he couldn't understand it anyway, "Taizhong, did you learn anything from Xiao Zhao and Xiao Pang's words?
"
"Their enthusiasm for participating in and discussing politics is worth learning from," Chen Taizhong replied with a smile.
Wait, only enthusiasm is worth learning, so the rest is not worth mentioning? Considering that it may be misunderstood, he added, "Just like the former scholars or hermits, they have views on the overall situation of the country and are willing to be active
Debate...Subjective will is good."
"Hey," Jing Yiyuan originally asked casually, but when he heard Chen Taizhong's answer, he couldn't calm down, so he replied in a deep voice, "The subjective will you affirm and the system construction you want to carry out... are contradictory.
of."
"Oh, I don't think so," Chen Taizhong shook his head. In fact, he knew in his heart that Mr. Jing was not just a calligrapher. He also had a very deep understanding of many social and cultural phenomena. After all, he had lived for such a long time.
Considering age, people are not stupid.
Of course, what Mr. Jing said had a certain depth, but it might not be correct, so he wanted to hear what the other party had to say.
"Systems always have to be implemented by people," Mr. Jing muttered, picked up the tea cup at hand and took a few sips, and then sighed softly, "But people and systems are in themselves opposed, unless people execute computer programs.
Robots... have flesh and blood and have their own emotions, which are living people, while the system is dead."
"If there is a system, it must be strictly implemented without considering personal emotions." Chen Taizhong responded.
"So I said, this can be done completely through computer programs, and we must strictly control others to modify the background data." Although Mr. Jing is about to turn a hundred years old, his thinking is still sharp, "Taizhong, I have thought far ahead about this issue.
More than you... The system is not omnipotent, it cannot be without loopholes, and it cannot be without historical limitations."
"I'm not sure what you want to say," Chen Taizhong frowned.
"System is one aspect, morality is another aspect," Jing Yiyuan smiled, "What you should focus on most is the construction of spiritual civilization...Governing with morality will leave a valuable story for Beichong."
Why do I think you want to realize your governing philosophy through me? Chen Taizhong had such an idea inexplicably in his mind. Although he also planned to focus on the construction of spiritual civilization, he always felt that Mr. Jing was a bit scholarly.
He looked down-to-earth, so he answered.
"I think walking on two legs is more important, and the existence of the system means that there are laws to follow... If a "Law on Combating Trafficking in Women and Children" can be enacted, and buyers are sentenced and sellers are punished, how can there be so many traffickers? Illegal
If the cost is too low, various illegal activities will occur.”
"But the ways of breaking the law are diverse. How to formulate a system?" Jing Yiyuan looked at him with a half-smile, "There are always loopholes to be exploited. If you blindly value the system, the final result will be complicated provisions.
Incomparably, we are on par with the United States...one day there will be more lawyers than migrant workers."
In fact, this is what my brothers meant. Chen Taizhong admitted that his thoughts were not much different from those of Mr. Jing. He and Li Qiang always expressed this when they were together.
But since Mr. Jing wanted to take the exam, he couldn't just let it go. So after thinking about it, he replied in a deep voice, "But having a system is better than having no system at all. It can even stimulate everyone's subjective initiative...
…Those who rashly step into an unfamiliar field have no choice but to accept their misfortune. Why didn’t they understand it clearly in advance?”
"Well, that's a good explanation," Jing Yiyuan nodded. After thinking about it, he asked again, "But how do you deal with people who exploit loopholes in the system?"
"Improve the system, let go of those who should be let go, count them lucky," Chen Taizhong said seriously, testing Mr. Jing's bottom line, "Just like the Simpson murder case... the system is not perfect."
"Bullshit, he just made it with money, okay?" Jing Yiyuan snorted disdainfully. Although he is old, he has quick thinking and strong receptivity. The so-called master is really not a matter of luck. "Find someone out of nothing."
Do you believe that even if this loophole is not found, his lawyers can find enough other reasons to delay the trial until his natural death?"
"You're a bit crazy," the young grandson-in-law-to-be replied disrespectfully, but he was just looking for trouble.
"Young people just can't listen to real advice," Jing Yiyuan laughed loudly and said nonchalantly, "A perfect system does not exist anywhere... If your Beichong wants to last, it still needs to focus on moral construction."
"That's true," Chen Taizhong nodded, took out another cigarette and lit it, "Principal Zhao and Chairman Pang are right, but how can it be so simple when it comes to being in charge?"
"So it is empty talk to say that scholars govern the country," Mr. Jing snorted, sounding a little dissatisfied, "What they should do most is to guide moral construction, not talk about governing... I have suffered during the ten years of catastrophe.
But there are some stinky old people who just can’t do it without overthrowing them and are trying to restore the scholar-bureaucrat class.”
"You are also talking about governing the country," Chen Taizhong chuckled.
"What's wrong with restoring the scholar-official class?" Jing Junwei heard this and asked unconvincedly, "We must allow different voices to exist. There shouldn't be too many scholar-officials with literati character in history."
"There are more people who have no character," Mr. Jing looked at him indifferently, and then looked at Chen Taizhong, "It's what I told you before. As the rules are improved, imagination will be restricted... Once the privileged class is formed, use
It won’t be long before everything is covered with mud and sand.” (To be continued…)
