Wansitong frowned and said, "How could Nanjing be in chaos? Don't talk nonsense."

"Why is it not messy?"

The coachman is also a brave man. Knowing that the two people in front of him are not ordinary people, he still said: "The Taiping Army general in Zhenjiang wants to be the emperor, which is well known to everyone. But there is also an emperor of the Zhu family in Nanjing. Do you think that if these two people fight, will the city of Nanjing be in chaos?"

Wansi was the same as he was stunned. He looked at his mentor who was silent there and asked the coachman: "Your Highness of the King of Qi is my important minister of the Ming Dynasty. How can you say that he wants to be the emperor? If it is spread, it will cause his head to be lost."

The coachman was not scared, but instead smiled "hehe" and said, "If that person doesn't want to be an emperor, what should he do to arrest so many officials and scholars?"

After saying that, he shook his head again, "I think you are not ordinary people, and I'm afraid the truth is more understandable than me, a commoner. Whether I say it right or wrong, it's not my business. Just think I'm talking nonsense."

He said that he was talking nonsense, but the coachman had no intention of stopping at all. Instead, he was very excited, as if all the major affairs in the world were under his control.

"Two, if the city is really in chaos, who is unlucky? Apart from those officials, we ordinary people are not the ordinary people. No matter which dynasty or generation, many people will die in the place where we usurped the throne and seized power, right?"

Wansitong was speechless, and could not say that the coachman was right or that he was wrong.

"Anyway, I think something big will happen in Nanjing. Whether you believe it or not, I don't have the qualifications to get involved in such a big thing, but I can always avoid it. I'm moving my family and I'll move back after the showdown."

The coachman said this in a simple way, but what he said was the reason why the city gate caught fire and caused the fish to fall into the pond.

Wan Sitong was stunned, Huang Zongxi was silent for a moment, signaling him to turn around and let the coachman go over.

A great scholar and a general constitution, Huang Zongxi really couldn't lose his airs and climbed the carriage full of items.

Seeing that the two of them refused to climb over the car, the coachman stopped persuading him and drove out of the alley.

Huang Zongxi did not go back to the alley, but thought: If the city gate must have a fire, how can we not harm the fish in the pond? Just one article "Yuanjun" and just one monarch is the most public servant in the world, it can really be exchanged for the one who accepts Confucianism and accepts them, Confucian disciples? If the other party refuses to accept it, insists on suppressing Confucianism and suppressing the gentry in Jiangnan, what should he do?

Wansitong did not dare to disturb the teacher, so he carefully led his family behind. The coachman before seemed to be a harbinger. He found that many of the carriages were moving around along the way. They had seen them before, but they didn't pay attention, but now they were very careful.

As there were more vehicles leaving the city, the teachers and students gradually looked very serious.

The spring river is warm and the duck is prophet.

If even the people in the city knew that Zhenjiang was going to be the emperor and were ready to "have risks" in advance, could the officials in the court deceive themselves? If it was the day when the palace was forced to be forced, who would dare to take the lead without fear of the sword?

The more Wan Sitong thought about it, the more scared he became, but he was also somewhat grateful that the master's "Yuanjun" was born at the right time. If it was too late, I would probably have suppressed Gu Yanwu Gong's "achievement" of exposing the trend in the previous episode would become a death talisman. He thought, would he ask to go to Zhenjiang to explain his attitude for the teacher, so that the King of Qi would not understand the teacher's article.

Huang Zongxi was old after all, so Wansitong asked his family to come and asked the teacher to take the carriage in it, and asked the teacher if he would go back.

Huang Zongxi looked around the car and saw the shore of Xuanwu Lake. When he thought of the beautiful scenery in the past, there were more than 30,000 corpses of Manzhou people buried, Huang Zongxi was a little frightened, and he had the idea of ​​"making skin with a tiger."

Wan Sitong thought the teacher wanted to see the "Sunshine of the Lie", so he signaled his family to drive the carriage to the shore of Xuanwu Lake. However, Huang Zongxi asked the coachman to drive the carriage to a pavilion not far away.

After getting off the car, Wansitong saw three or five people gathered in the pavilion. After looking closer, he found an old man playing chess on the ground in the pavilion. But what is strange is that the old man has no opponent, but is playing with him.

How to play chess without an opponent?

Huang Zongxi and Wansitong were both curious. Wansitong whispered to ask the person next to him, asking what chess he was playing.

The man smiled and said, "You two don't know that Master Chen likes to play chess. If others want to play with him, he will not be happy."

"oh?"

Huang Zongxi was surprised. Is there such a weird person in the world?

Wansitong came forward and saw that the old master was concentrating on playing chess. He ignored outsiders, so he whispered to the people around him: "I play with myself, and there is no chess flavor at all. How can I decide the winner or lose?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Chen raised his head, looked at Wansi's words, and shook his head and said, "It's not true, playing with yourself is more chess-like than playing with your opponent."

Wansitong was puzzled and bowed, "Old man, what do you mean?"

Master Chen dropped the chess piece in his hand, then stood up and said, "When playing chess with his opponent, he will definitely pay attention to winning or losing. This person, once he pays attention to winning or losing, he will use any means. In this way, he will have a strong murderous aura and lose the taste of playing chess. Therefore, it is better to play with yourself. If you lose, he will win, and if you win, he will lose. If you lose, he will always be fine. One way to settle the mood and the other way to have more fun. Why is there no chess flavor?"

Is this a chess flavor?

Wan Sitong was really speechless. The Master Chen in front of him was a scholar who failed many times. Only such people in the world could say such tasteless and poor words to comfort himself.

Seeing that Wansitong looked quite dissatisfied with what he said, Master Chen was a little annoyed, and snorted unhappily, pointing to the chessboard on the ground and said, "Look, if I want it to advance, it will not be able to retreat; if I want it to retreat, it will not be able to advance. Life and death are all held in my hands, but victory and defeat have nothing to do with them. This power that controls life and death is at my will. Do you think it tastes like being in it?"

After hearing this, Wansitong felt like laughing, but his mentor's body trembled slightly and couldn't help but be stunned.

Huang Zongxi did tremble for a moment, because Master Chen's words reminded him that he and a group of gentry in Jiangnan are now the chess pieces in this chessboard, and life and death are being squeezed by the one from Zhenjiang in his hands?

Even if you can't even decide on life and death, you have to fight with others, make a fuss with them, and think about getting support from others. No matter how you look at this, it is a bit unrealistic.

The collision between scholars and warriors has not been successful since ancient times.

"Rebirth of the Pleasant Youth" is an urban work. Please help me collect and support me when I have free time.

Xu Anmo was reborn in 1998 and successfully saved Teacher Xiao, who died because of him. But he was frustrated to find that he did not have the halo of the protagonist and had no hairy golden fingers. When he was sighing that he was unfair, a huge sum of money fell from the sky, smashing him to the point of dizziness...
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