Chapter 115 There are many unreasonable truths (3)(2/2)
Xu Changan once again glanced at Shen Fengyuan, who was standing on a high platform in the distance, surrounded by strict guards, and jumped onto the bullock cart without looking back.
"Come on, let's go, ashes will return to ashes, dust will return to dust!" the old man shouted leisurely, and the old cow took a step forward.
Xu Changan got into the car. Although there were seven or eight corpses piled behind him, his heart felt much more at ease than before.
"Young man, are you not a local?"
The old man said something leisurely.
Xu Changan was stunned and didn't know how to answer.
The hook-nosed old man then smiled: "I look scary, especially my nose. I was a bit thin when I was young, but those girls always don't want to see me, and they say, whoever follows me will not do anything good."
I must be beating people every day." Xu Changan didn't know why the old man suddenly talked about himself.
The old man put down his whip and let the old cow move forward slowly. He looked at Xu Changan, pointed at himself and said: "They all judge people by their appearance. Their hooked noses are dark inside, but I know what kind of person I am and what I should do."
Such things. Gradually, I will learn to read people. Although I am not as good as some fortune tellers, I also know that you are a good person."
Xu Changan suddenly looked at the old man in surprise.
At this time, the scorching sun was in the sky. The old man took out a wine bottle from his side, took a sip, and handed it to Xu Changan.
"A person who can help a child block the whip and sees injustice on the road will never be a bad person, right?" The old man said with a hearty smile, and then said leisurely: "What a silly boy!"
Xu Changan looked at this old man with a gloomy but sunny face, and took a big sip of his bad-smelling wine, feeling a little happy in his heart.
Xu Changan, whose face was red, suddenly asked: "Is Shen Fengyuan good or bad?"
The old man immediately said: "Then what do you think is a good person?"
"If you don't do evil things, don't be evil people, you are aboveboard and have a clear conscience, you are a good person."
The old man curled his lips and said: "Speaking lightly and with a clear conscience, how many people can do it?"
"The so-called good people are those who do not harm the interests of the majority of people. That is a good person."
Xu Changan didn't understand. This was different from what his uncle had taught him since he was a child.
"The three principles of a gentleman are: A benevolent man does not worry, a knowledgeable man does not confuse, and a brave man does not fear? It comes from the Analects of Confucius." Xu Changan said these three sentences with a doubtful tone.
The old man touched his head and said: "Listening to your literate words, they should be said by those poor old people, but the truth in the world is different from what is in those books!"
Then he said earnestly: "Although I haven't read any books, I know that if you really do what you said, you will definitely not be happy."
"The principles in the book are probably to inspire future generations to live bravely. Look at the people in the car. Many of them are clamoring to save the people from disaster and the injustice of Yuezhou, but what is their outcome? "
"I know they are good people, but I can't follow them, right?" The old man took a sip of wine.
Then he babbled: "I am not the same as a corpse collector in this prison, helping them dispose of the corpses, and flattering them every day, because in this place, they are the majority of the people and the ones who control the discourse. People with power, I can only think that their principles are right. Only in this way can I take a sip of wine!" There seemed to be tears in the corners of the old man's eyes.
"There are no good or bad people in the world, just live a good life; there is no good or bad in the world, there are only pros and cons!"
The old man sighed, and then swung his whip, causing pain on the old cow's buttocks, and the speed increased a bit.
Soon, they arrived at a mass grave, and Xu Changan and the old man carried down the body together.
The old man took a hoe from the bullock cart and prepared to dig a hole. Although this was a mass grave, every time a new person came in, the old man would try his best to help him dig a hole and put a wooden sign without words on it. How amazing. In the end, it was just a wooden sign without words. The old man couldn't read and couldn't write anything. Even what he gave himself was a wooden sign without words, but the wood was better.
He actually knew an old Confucian scholar, but that old poor man kept nagging him every day. He was afraid that the old poor man would bully him and write the bastard words "I am a piece of shit" on his wooden sign.
The old man packed up the corpses and carried them down one by one.
"Actually, those children are also trying to survive. The jailers generally won't touch the things on the dead, so there are always some good things left behind. There were a few children who didn't dare to do so at first, but several times they saw their companions rushing towards them. , when they squeezed in, what they saw was their familiar face. In the end, those children also became fierce, and I can’t blame them, they are all trying to survive, don’t you think?”
Xu Changan nodded numbly. What he saw and heard today completely overturned some of Xu Changan's inner self-righteousness.
"By the way, you just asked, whether the governor is a good person or a bad person, it depends on you. If you think the person in prison is a bad person, then he is a good person. A good person will never make a good person suffer more."
"You don't have to accompany me anymore. I want to stay with them for a while." The old man said without looking at Xu Changan.
Xu Changan took a deep breath, turned and left.
The old man looked at the back and shook his head slightly: "I don't know where this stupid boy came from. This Yuezhou is dead. Only he can do the thing of drawing a sword to help. I hope he won't be like that pedantic scholar?
Chapter completed!