Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 1147 Solo Lele and Ren Lele

   Feiqian sat in the pavilion, looking up at the peach forest beside him, the petals were fluttering, and he was silent.

In spring, it can be said that the colors on the Shoushan Academy are the most beautiful. The blue is the sky, the white is the chalk walls, the red is the vermilion lacquer on the eaves and pillars, the blue is the clothes of the students, and the pink The most important thing is the charming peach blossoms swaying on the tree, which are colorful and full of spring.

   But in Fei Qian's heart, there is only blood, which is constantly churning and whistling.

   Xun Chen's suggestion may be, from a certain point of view, extremely correct.

   It's just that Fei has devoted himself to it, and still feels a little uncomfortable, after all, it is contrary to the original values. Although it was not the time when Fei Qian had just entered the Han Dynasty, but to let Fei Qian accept the slaughter of those who had nothing to do with him, but who were guilty of carrying Bi, still felt a little uncomfortable and awkward.

   Fei Qian couldn't help laughing at himself. In later generations, I was probably just an otaku, and this kind of otaku, when it came to the Han Dynasty, would immediately become vigorous and immediately go into battle with a knife in his hand, killing decisively, killing without blinking an eye, even killing women and children without changing his expression. Fearing the rich and powerful, not afraid of weapons and knives, he immediately took the great goal of rebellion and restoration of the motherland as his own responsibility, tried his best, worked hard and plainly, and still did not change his original intention...

  If such a character, with such determination and perseverance, is it possible to be a fat house in later generations?

To deal with the Xianbei people, Fei Qian has no psychological burden at all, because these nomadic peoples have always been the sworn enemies of farming. Before gunpowder guns, especially machine guns, were invented, nomadic cavalry were the ones hanging over the heads of farming peoples. a sword...

  However, now, it is not external, but internal. And this time, it is not resistance or counterattack, but to actively invade, loot, burn, kill and plunder...

   In this matter, Fei Qian is indeed a little entangled.

  It’s like a farmer playing with mud in the countryside, suddenly one day he becomes a financial prince, an oil tycoon, and the president of a multinational group. Can the difference in thinking mode be quickly changed?

  In the concept of the gentry, people who can communicate and communicate on an equal footing, and even behave politely and virtuously everywhere, are always the gentry themselves.

   As for the others, hehe...

  Is it necessary for people to talk about etiquette with ants?

  Although Fei Qian conceals things well and learns quickly, in this regard, Fei Qian has not yet reached the thoroughness of the Han Dynasty gentry aborigines.

Fei Qian worked hard to change, although in Pingyang and even the surrounding areas, many retired soldiers from the army were promoted as low-level officials, and Pingyang Bookstore provided some texts and book fragments for free for those who are interested in studying. , and even promoted and targeted the enlightenment behavior of the barbarians, but now, Fei Qian still found that in the concept of these gentry children, ants are still ants, even if they know a few words, they are just transformed from wild ants to ants. It’s all about keeping livestock, and they can still be killed.

   In terms of strategy, Xun Chen's strategy is naturally no problem, and it is also very operable, but in terms of emotion, Fei Qian still feels a little awkward. Of course, if such awkward emotions are in the mouths of those trolls in later generations, they will inevitably be able to escape a sentence, a **** is hypocritical...

  Well, this sentence is so familiar. The last time I heard this sentence, it seems that my colleague said it?

I remembered.

  In that year, starting from college, I talked with my girlfriend for three or four years, graduated, got a job, traveled between places, and finally reached the stage of talking about marriage.

  However, there is no room.

  Strictly speaking, there is no personal new house.

  If you want to buy it, it’s not impossible.

  Although there are not many deposits, if you mortgage your parents’ old house, borrow part of it, and then apply for a public or private loan, it should be almost called a down payment. Then I and my parents will use the next twenty or thirty years to repay those loan sharks bit by bit with pensions or wages...

It is especially important to note that when the loan sharks have not been repaid, one must not get sick, die, have all kinds of ups and downs, or even cut off wages, and cut off the flow of funds for repaying the loan sharks. Everything they own is in vain, and even the house used to live in it is owned by the public or private lenders who lend usury.

  If you want to keep the house even after you die, you have to pay another company in addition to loan sharks...

  Of course, this is enough for the down payment in the second-tier or third-tier cities of Feiqian, but it is not enough for the first-tier big cities where the girlfriend lives.

  Do you want to borrow again?

  Borrow relatives and friends, neighbors, classmates in elementary school, middle school and university, whether they can borrow or not?

  Maybe most people do this, and there is nothing wrong with it, but Fei Qian always feels awkward in his heart.

   It's awkward, it's awkward, and the last two people are so awkward that they lose their spirits.

  Two people, in the most familiar place, lowered their heads, but they ate their last meal together like strangers.

   was silent.

  At the station, before my girlfriend got on the bus, she turned around and said, "... give me a hug..."

  Fei Qian hesitated for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "...No need...the car is here, safe journey..."

  The vehicle drove away, Feiqian was silent for a long time, and returned sadly.

  That day, the roadside peach blossoms were also all over the sky.

  My girlfriend is a good girl. Although there are occasional quarrels, most of the time she is still sweet.

My girlfriend used to be a little princess at home, but when he came to the kennel he rented, he would clean up for him, wash his clothes, make Coca-Cola chicken wings, um, although it’s really not very delicious, she would scream and avoid jumping around in the sink The live fish jumping wildly didn't know what to do, and then looked at Fei Qian with wide eyes at a loss...

   Fei Qian also wanted to keep her.

  However, a girlfriend also has parents, family members, and the place where she grew up for more than 20 years. Why should she sacrifice, give up, and ask for perfection?

   The reverse is also the same, who is not the only begotten?

  If you love each other, forget each other in the rivers and lakes.

  Who is right and who is wrong?

   There is no right or wrong.

   Then I was commented by my colleagues that a **** is hypocritical.

Fei Qian remembers that at that time, the colleague said while eating the chicken drumstick set meal ordered online: "Do you love her? If you don't love her, why would you keep her here anyway? Does she love you? If I don’t love you, why would I want to be with you if I love you? Since we don’t love each other, what else is there? It’s normal if we split up... This chicken leg rice is not bad, it’s only eight yuan a piece, I said, Do you want to order together next time... Let's eat at this restaurant together in the future..."

   Fei sneaked a glance and shook his head.

  The colleague was unhappy, as if he felt that his good intentions had not been rewarded as he should, and muttered in a low voice: "... bitch... just... hypocritical..."

I don’t want to order the 8 yuan big chicken leg set with my colleagues. It’s not because of my colleagues’ comments, but Fei Qian thinks that such a set meal is as big as a palm, which is not a small braised chicken leg. It is served with rice , Yes, my colleagues feel that they have made money, but if the merchants can do it, they probably can make money, and the little brother who runs errands and the online platform also makes money, so what is the cost of the remaining chicken leg package?

  Losing love is like quitting smoking. It was painful at first, but as time goes by, I gradually get used to it and can live without smoking.

  Afterwards, Fei Qian naturally lost the so-called source of motivation for promotion and salary increase in life, and inadvertently became a gangster in the workplace.

   Oh, that colleague?

   That colleague got married later, bought a house in the urban area, and married a girl who was three years younger than him. Everything seemed fine.

  Until that colleague suddenly caught a cold for a long time, because he was not willing to give up the attendance bonus of several hundred yuan, so he insisted not to go to the hospital, and only went when he couldn't survive. After an investigation, he got kidney failure, both kidneys were...

   Later, there was no more, and Fei Qian never saw that colleague again.

  The company compensated that colleague for half a year's wages, which can be regarded as a kind of peaceful breakup...

   Fei Qian lowered his head, looking at the bowl of clear tea in front of him.

I don't know why, when I have troubles, it seems that sitting in this peach forest can relieve a lot, so Fei Qian feels awkward, and naturally comes to Taoshan again, and sits in front of Cai Yan .

  Perhaps he finally knew that Fei Qian didn’t like cloudy tea soup. Cai Yan didn’t cook anything dark this time, just a few peach blossoms and three or five dried plums, which became the bowl of peach blossom and plum tea in front of him.

  In March of Yangchun, the peach blossoms bloom, which is a good time, and the petals of the peach blossoms are very gorgeous.

  The plums are from last year. Although they are stretched in the water, they don't have the fresh and delicate colors.

"The tea soup is getting cold, so I still need to drink it while it's hot..." Cai Yan lightly tapped the teacup she was holding with her fingernails, making a crisp sound, her beautiful eyes moved, and said, "... added Although some plums add some flavor, if they are left for a long time, they will become a bit bitter..."

   "Senior Sister..." Fei Qian lowered his head, looked at the plums in the tea bowl, and said, "Let's be happy alone, be happy with others, which one is happier?"

Cai Yan gently pushed the drooping black hair behind her ears, revealing a small piece of white jade-like ears. After thinking for a moment, she said: "If you talk about Tao, you will be happy; if you talk about people, you will be happy." Solo."

   Feiqian nodded, then picked up the tea bowl and said, "It's also..."

  Fei Qian is now the decision-maker, the leader, and the core of the entire group, so choosing to be alone or Ren Lele has become a problem that Fei Qian must face right now.

It’s like two railroad tracks, one with five, ten, or a hundred people tied up, and the other with only a few children playing, the train is coming, no matter whether it’s to rescue those **** It is impossible for the people who got up, or to tell the children to leave. The only choice is to do nothing and let the train move on. Changing the train route puts those innocent children in danger of death...

  Of course, no matter whether the track is moved or not, the train may stop at the last moment, or the entire train may derail because the track is not moved.

  People on the railroad tracks and people in the train all have their eyes on Feiqian. Watching, waiting for Fei Qian to make a choice, the huge time sign is flipping in Fei Qian's heart, counting down...

Cai Yan's crystal clear eyes cast over, stayed on Fei Qian, watched Fei Qian drinking tea, suddenly smiled slightly, and asked a little slyly: "I don't know this question, did the younger brother ask the sister of the Huang family? "

"Cough..." Fei Qian almost choked, then put down the tea bowl, was silent for a while, lowered his gaze, as if he did not dare to meet Cai Yan's clear eyes, and said, "This... If it is based on the Tao, it is a solitary pleasure, if it is based on People talk, people are happy..."

   "It's also reasonable..." Cai Yan glanced at Fei Qian, and immediately lowered his eyes, and a sigh seemed to fly from his lips, as soft as a breeze in the forest, inaudible.

  Feng'er sneaked into the pavilion lightly, and walked around the two of them slowly. Seemingly finding nothing interesting, he slipped out again quietly, and went to the peach forest to pull those peach blossoms.

"...The gentleman said: Great virtue is not an official, the great way is not a weapon, the great faith is not agreed, and the time is not consistent..." After a long time, Cai Yan said, his voice was still faint, as clear as a mountain stream, ding ding dong Haunting and lingering, "...if you look at these four, you can have your ambitions. The sacrifices of the three kings all start with the river and then go to the sea, or the source, or the commission, this is called the foundation..."

   Feiqian pondered for a long time, nodded, and said, "Be taught."

  Yes, great virtue is not an official, great virtue is not a tool, great trust is not promised, and great time is not consistent.

   That's the only way to go.

   "Senior Sister, this time I entered the Yin Mountain again, and I was tainted with murderous blood..." Fei Qian said, "Now that I am going to fight in Guanzhong again, please give me a voiceless voice, to purify my heart, I wonder if I can..."

  Cai Yan glared at Fei Qian first, then sighed with pity, turned her head softly and said: "Incense. Take Lu Qi."

  The incense burner was quickly lit and placed in the pavilion.

  Light blue sandalwood smoke hovers among the budding lotus petals, then gently spreads out, lingers and circles in the pavilion, and finally drifts outward with the spring breeze.

Cai Yan slowly rolled up his sleeves, revealing a delicate and white arm. After washing his hands in the golden basin, he took a towel and silk to absorb the water drops, and then slightly opened his jade-like fingers in the spring breeze, waiting After all the moisture on her hands had dried, she lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and sat upright in front of Luqi, gently raised her hand, and caressed it on the strings.

  The spring breeze outside the pavilion also seemed to be excited, jumping happily among the peach trees, stirring the peach blossoms, petals falling...

In the midst of the peach blossoms flying, I saw Cai Yan's hand move suddenly, from the three strings of the palace to the seventh, starting with the portamento, assisted by trembling and rubbing techniques, and immediately the strings of musical symbols were like petals, Blooming among the fluttering green fingers, floating in the small pavilion, and then bouncing to the peach forest, entangled with the spring breeze in the fluttering peach blossom petals, curling up towards the blue sky...

  (end of this chapter)