Chapter 28

Ling Yun turned around, looked at the large group of people kneeling behind him, and then looked at song he and said indifferently: "I always think that any help should be taken for granted. What you want must be paid."

"My Lord, if I am really guilty, will you allow me to say a few more words before I am imprisoned?" Ling Yun said to he Zhang.

He Zhang said, "sure."

"I give you food, I give you shelter, I ask you to help me renovate my house," said Ling Youyou, "because I give you dignity, let you do it by yourself, get it by yourself, not give it away."

"As for you," Ling Yun looked at Cuihua, "I don't think a mother's love for her children has any mistakes. It's just the right and wrong method. Obviously, you are wrong."

"Then you," Ling Yun looked at Dalao and Xiaomei, "I don't like to be loved by others. Naturally, I don't like a woman like you. Even I feel that touching you is an insult to myself. I'm a scholar and rich. If I really want a woman, I should look much better than you."

Song Hezheng is about to speak. Ling Yun's eyes are deep, but they contain sharpness. "When I speak, don't interrupt."

"As for the three members of your family, I can guess that when I came to the yamen, you should be brought into the house by Cuihua, and then you should be ready for the arrangement, confession and so on. Since these things are not very relevant, do you have evidence, and I will have it?"

The rest of my life also brought a group of people in, and said faintly: "young master Ling, I've been waiting for you to drink for a long time. I found out that you were arrested in Yamen after asking. These kind-hearted people said that you were wronged, so I brought them by the way."

For the rest of his life, he admired Ling Yun's wisdom. He raised a group of beggars in the house, but he thought these people should get better treatment. For the other group, Ling Yun had already made preparations before, and his attitude was not good, but he gave them dignity, worked by himself and took money. If something went wrong, Ling Yun could help them share, If you want to live a better life, you have to work hard.

If you want to live in the house, naturally it's OK. The premise is to let Ling Yun see that they have such qualifications.

That is to say, the beggars Ling Yun didn't like before, because they just wanted to be lazy and enjoy themselves. He didn't want to know how Ling Yun did it, but he did succeed.

As for the merchant, the rich and noble looked at them shaking their heads and said to him, "Congratulations, I believe that businessmen and registered residence in Liangcheng may have a household registration list. Maybe we can see that the so-called three family house may not have other claims, right?"

Wang Qian took the rope to pull the three ruffians over. The three ruffians were beaten black and blue, and Wang Qian threw them in the court, "you can say it yourself."

Song and slightly pick eyebrows, is it a coincidence?

Ling Yun just had a drink with the three men, and he has already investigated that Ling Yun is not the direct disciple of any big power, and there is no powerful person behind him, that is, a monk with a little money, and he is not a sword monk, but he is indeed the seed of Confucianism.

It's just the Confucian seeds of reading books. If they are stigmatized, they will naturally have nothing to care about. Ling Yun is not very old. How can he bear such a thing?

The Confucian scholar is the best at killing people, but today he also wants to try what it's like to kill people.

Ling Yun carried it with one hand and asked in a soft voice, "my Lord, what should I do to report a fake case?"

He Zhang said indifferently: "15 days of imprisonment."

Ling Yun bowed to the people he brought with him for the rest of his life and said gently, "Ling Yun, thank you here. I'm really sorry for the delay."

"You're welcome, Mr. Ling." one of them is already helping a pawnshop. Although it doesn't involve the main business, it's just helping to do chores. Now it's very good. "Mr. He, I'd like to testify for Mr. Ling. It's a slander to say that Mr. Ling deducted his salary and gave poor food."

"Li Si, have you been bribed by Ling Yun?" Dalao roared, "you forgot to go out in the broken alley. What did he do to you?"

Li Si scoffed and said: "of course, I still want to wait until I make money and smash him with it!"

Ling Yun smiles. In fact, he doesn't get along with Li Si for a long time, and doesn't even say more. Some things should be told by the shop owners.

Li Si Leng said, "who doesn't want to enjoy the success? In my dream, "Li Si looked at those people who could have lived better than him, but for a little money, he turned against Ling Yun and attacked him." he was just begging in the broken alley. As Mr. Ling said, I have hands and feet, and I can earn by myself. I live with more dignity. If I'm still alive, I'm desperate. In fact, I won't be much better in my next life, God helps those who help themselves. I don't believe that, but I certainly believe what Mr. Ling said

"When we go to work, those bosses don't like us. The boss gives us the salary. If the boss does something wrong and breaks something, it's Ling who makes it for us. Hey, as for the food you said, Mr. Zhang, come and tell them!"

Zhang Laoer, who is called Zhang Laoer, is a coolie who helps people deliver vegetables. He doesn't have a heavy life and doesn't have a lot of food. However, he delivers all the vegetables near the old house in the east city. "I don't know if you pick those vegetables out of your buttocks and continue to use them. Anyway, I deliver vegetables in the restaurants where you buy and sell food every day. If you say these vegetables are brought from these shops, Don't say Lao Tzu and Lao Tzu can't see it. Even the restaurant owners and the vegetable farmers have to work hard for you. When they are full of feces, think about whether it makes sense! "

"To tell you the truth, if you want to harm Mr. Ling, you're going to cut off Mr. Zhang's fortune, which is tantamount to killing people!" He spoke in a pitiful tone, with sharp eyes, and lived with dignity. This kind of taste is addictive.

Li Si said faintly: "why did Mr. Ling take you to the old house in the east city?"

"Because when he sent us food, we asked too much, but you didn't ask," Li Si said coldly. "Let you go to him, in fact, you want to contact more with you, and help him in the future. It's a great gift for me to have so much money and let you live in. It's reasonable for you to work. What's the matter? It's not enough for you to turn your elbow out? If Mr. Ling doesn't help you, you are still the ragged clothes. Squatting on the street, you are looked down upon by others! "

"Especially you!" Li Si pointed to Cuihua, "pay for your husband, let him go clean, teach your children to read, so you repay?"

"Blame me? If it wasn't for repaying his kindness, my husband would have been killed. It's all his fault! "

Green flower cold roar way.

For the rest of her life, she sneered and didn't speak. Then she straightened her face. How could this woman be so ridiculous? Ling Yun is kind-hearted, and it's not Ling Yun who killed her husband. How can Ling Yun be blamed?

No wonder the doctor sage said that I can cure all the difficult and miscellaneous diseases in the world, but the diseases of the heart, I have nothing to do! How can I help you!

When Ling Yun heard this sentence, she lowered her head and was very sad, not because of Cuihua, but because of her father. If her mother loves her father very much, if she knows that her father is dead, will she be very sad? As a son of man, he can't share any pain for her mother.

"It's the first time I've heard that your husband was run over and killed. It's not the driver of the carriage that's to blame, it's someone else!" Li Si was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Be quiet!" As soon as he Zhang clapped the table, he cheered, it became clear that there was a Confucian gentleman in town, and it was not a problem that he was passed down in the Hehuan mountain area.

Song he's eyes are gloomy. How can he forget to check all the beggars?

These mole ants are so annoying!

Wang Qian kicked the three and said indifferently, "tell me what you've done."

It's not Ling Yun who defiles Dalao's wife, but these three people. They also collect money to do business, and Dalao also knows that it's just to cooperate with a play. For Dalao, it doesn't matter if he has money or not.

After hearing this, Ling Yun was indifferent. "Your honor, this is just a one-sided statement from both sides. Ling Yun is willing to stay and wait until the case is clear."

He Zhang said mildly, "although I'm older, it's still no problem to distinguish right from wrong," he said with a startling slap, "come here, take song and a gang of people into custody. Two days later, they will be convicted and announced to the people of Liangcheng. For the good people and good deeds in Liangcheng, there is also an account!"

"My Lord's lesson!" Ling Yun arched his hand with a smile!

"He Zhang, you have a good relationship with Ling Yun. I'm not afraid that someone will poke you in the back?" Song he said coldly.

When Ling Yun passed by song he, he said softly, "when the Song family is gone, no one will come to poke the backbone."

"Childe..." Cuihua's voice was choked, more afraid, "the grass root is just a child."

As soon as song he's stiff, Ling Yun has gone away. He just thanks them for the rest of his life. He comes back home in a hurry. Grassroots are sitting at the door, with dull eyes.

"Young master, why didn't my mother come back with you?" Asked the grassroots.

Ling Yun looked at the grass-roots indifferently. His eyes were just a little softer. The old man stood beside Ling Yun and said in a soft voice, "why don't you ask me how to come back alone?"

"You know that." Lingyun light said.

Ling Yun is only 16 years old, he is just a child, "I want your mother to die, will you hate me?"

Grassroots fiercely turned his head, staring at Ling Yun, young age, eyes gloomy terrible, "but if you did not meet the childe, there will not be these things."

"It's not a good thing for a child who is suffering too much to be wise too early," Ling Yun said, raising his foot and walking into the room. "Your mother won't die, and I won't plead for her. I'll be in prison for a few years at most. But there's no hope for you to gain fame in the Confucian school this life. If you feel resentful, read more books and practice more. I'll teach you and wait for you to come to me for revenge."

Ling Yun turned his head and looked at the grass-roots. He wanted to say a lot, and finally sighed, "you are worse than me by more than a little bit. If you want to get revenge, you have to know more about me in order to find your weakness."

"I will not take revenge."

"You can't even say anything against your will. There's still a long way to go." Ling Yun sneered, touched his chest, very painful, he didn't want to change the child, like a person's life, the choice is his own choice, his relatives made a mistake, really want to wipe out the family?

What about Confucian filial piety?

The old man followed Ling Yun into the room, sat on the small bench in the courtyard, looked at the direction of the dry well, and said faintly: "in fact, you can explain to him."

"If such things happen in the future, can I explain them?"

Ling Yun said with a helpless smile.

The old man sighed for some reason, "will you be sad?"

"Will the sun be lonely because of the night?" Ling Yun did not answer the rhetorical question.

The old man whispered, "the moon and the stars."

"So he can only be at night." Ling Yun looks at the sky, because the person who really gives warmth will never be understood. The sun rises in the East and sets in the west, which is a natural law. Human beings can't change it, and people take it for granted. When the sun no longer gives warmth and light, people will first blame him for not giving it, and then think about their own mistakes.

"But the moon can light up those who travel at night." The old man said suddenly.

The corner of Lingyun's mouth cocked up, stretched out his hands and raised them to the sky. Youyou said, "so I hold the sun and moon and rotate."

"You're angry, actually?" The old man asked, he still likes this child very much, he hopes he can live a little easier, live a little more comfortable, and live a little better.

But he is a master of Jixia Academy, so he can't really live a more comfortable and relaxed life. Even if he only wants to find out the real cause of his father's death and his mother for his own sake, his life will not be any easier. In the court, Cuihua's "he is only a child" really touched the old man's heartstrings.

His eyes are soft and loving. Looking at the boy who wants to hold the sun and the moon, he never gives up easily for the future. But he is only 16 years old. Ten years ago, he was just a child, so he wants to ask how the emperor of Zhao and song made this child live so badly.

"It's not so sad to have a good sleep and think about it." The old man patted Ling Yun on the shoulder, walked out of the old house, disappeared outside the door, and appeared on the sea of clouds. On it sat a young man with white hair and a cold face.

The old man said faintly, "go and reason for your younger martial brother."

"Good!"

The white haired youth disappeared into the sea of clouds.

"Before that, you can meet his children."

"Yes."