fake prince

Chapter 1331
Taoist temple
In the dim candlelight, the skinny middle-aged man sat in front of the desk with a dazed look in his eyes.

Zhang Dai is still thinking over and over again.

"Punishing self-interest has been going on through the ages, and preventing public corruption is unheard of!"

"The failure of the country is the fall of Tianfeng. Is this the public corruption of the court and the emperor?"

"Under public corruption, the people do not have a living and all their careers wither, so abstaining from public corruption is above private greed, and the second is the virtue of officials!"

"To Jun Yao and Shun, and then to make the custom... so it is so... so it is so..."

"There is no abstinence from public corruption, everything is just waiting for the sword, and putting out the fire with the salary!"

"Is this the way of the sages?"

"Is this the way of a saint?"

He grew paler and paler.

"Am I wrong?" he murmured to himself.

No one answered.

He didn't need anyone to answer.

"I think it's not that I didn't have the idea of ​​great virtue in the world when I was studying since I was a child."

"To the king, Yao and Shun, and to make the customs pure, countless sages have gone forward and succeeded. Although I can't come, I yearn for it... This wish, this wish, I have had since childhood, but I have never said it, but I practice it in my heart."

He stared blankly at the flickering candles.

In the candlelight, it seems to reflect the scene of him reading under the lamp when he was still young more than 30 years ago.

Decades of life, what has left behind in a hurry?
The wishes of childhood, the aspirations of youth, the no regrets of middle age...

"I thought I would live up to this ambition, even if I died nine times, I would have no regrets, and live up to my original intention until I was buried, but this time the grandson came, and I really began... a little... Regret."

There was another gust of rain, along the open window, hitting his face and clothes, revealing his skinny body.

"Is my road for decades gone wrong?"

"If, 30 years ago, I could have met my grandson, maybe..."

Even though he knew it was impossible, Zhang Dai still couldn't help imagining such a scene.

"Maybe, I don't have to suffer so much..."

It is easy to lie to others, but difficult to lie to yourself.

Zhang Dai knew that he did regret that he could not hear the truth earlier.

In fact, in this life, what he is most proud of is that he can unite knowledge and action, and practice Confucianism.

But now, Taisun found out that... Maybe it was a wrong root.

"I have been studying for decades, but I haven't been able to understand the true meaning of the sages, but the grandson has cracked the key point with a few words... If the grandson is like this, all the people in this world will be blessed."

Thinking of this, a touch of relief and sadness welled up in his heart.

"Ah... unfortunately, I won't be able to see that day."

"Just let me, Zhang Dai, die here, start with this wish, and end with this wish, that's fine."

"I'm old, a little tired, and tired... Also, I don't want to change."

He slowly closed his eyes, with a calm expression, waiting quietly.

"grown ups!"

Someone outside the door suddenly slammed on the door: "My lord, let's go!"

It can be heard that it is Fang Xi's voice.

With a heartbeat, Zhang Dai opened the door directly.

The young man's whole body was wet, he didn't care about anything else, he grabbed it and wanted to run away.

"No, no, I can't go!"

"I'm gone, so there's nothing left!"

Zhang Dai woke up and turned around, staring at the young face.

"You don't understand, I can't go! But you can!"

"You are still young... I have many questions that I want you to answer later."

As he said that, he took a deep look at him. There was still spirit and ideals on it. In a trance, he seemed to see himself decades ago.

They are all so naive and full of passion... really like... really like...

He stuffed a piece of paper to Fang Xi, with rare enthusiasm.

"Listen, I am solely responsible for this matter, and it has nothing to do with you! You take care of it!"

"You follow the grandson, you have a bright future, don't miss it, don't get involved with me, a sinner!"

"Every day from now on, remember to burn a few papers for me, pick some things about the country, and tell me!"

Hearing this confession, Fang Xi was both shocked and sad.

"Master Zhang!"

"I do not go!"

Zhang Dai didn't pay any attention, and said decisively: "You guys, take Master Fang away quickly!"

A few soldiers and yamen servants, seeing that the situation was not good, wanted to leave at first, but they rushed over and dragged Fang Xi down.

"Master Fang, don't disappoint the master's painstaking efforts." It was Zhang Dai's servant.

Another person followed him silently holding a knife to protect him.

"Le San, are you not leaving?"

Zhang Dai didn't look around, just asked with a smile.

"My lord, I have been with you for so many years, if you don't leave, I won't leave either."

He is a warrior who has followed Zhang Dai for decades.

"Don't you regret it? I'm an incompetent and stupid official. I'm really incompetent for forcing civil uprisings!"

This martial artist is also frank.

"My lord, I don't quite understand what you said. Maybe you did something wrong, but it doesn't matter. I will watch until the end."

"Good, good, good..."

Zhang Dai stopped talking immediately.

Through the open door, a figure with a knife stumbled in.

And Zhang Dai sat upright, with a middle-aged warrior guarding him with a sword in front of him.

"My official is Zhang Dai." Zhang Dai's tone was as calm as water, and he looked at Committee Wu.

"You are a disciple of a famous sect? Killing the imperial envoy's guard of honor, rushing into the imperial envoy's mansion, and threatening the imperial envoy with a knife, what crime is it?"

"me……"

After decades of being honest and upright, Zhang Dai has cultivated a sense of righteousness, until now when he sits upright, he is still upright, dignified and majestic.

Wu Wei was originally unwilling, but now he flinched even more. Facing that gaze, he almost wanted to drop the knife in his hand and kowtow to confess his crime.

"Do you dare to retreat?"

A person behind him slammed into his shoulder and whispered in his ear.

"Don't forget, just now you killed the guard of the imperial envoy with your own hands. This is a capital offense. If you resign, it will be difficult for the whole family to survive!"

"Think about your parents, wife and children, think about your whole clan, old and young, your classmates and old friends!"

Wu Wei's heart sank, and he shouted:
"Go to the dog officer!"

The loyal servant stood with a knife, and Wu Wei felt his body fly when he slashed with the knife.

In mid-air, he vaguely saw more "righteous men" raised their hands and jumped on it.

The guard's saber skill is superb, open and close, and there is no enemy in it.

The "righteous men" who rushed in were all cut down to the ground.

"Heh...heh...hahahaha..."

Falling into a pool of blood, blood oozed out from his abdomen. Looking at all this, he felt a little happy in his heart.

Good kill!

This kind of bastard deserves to be killed!

Letting the guards kill these "righteous men" with knives, Zhang Daiwu sat in a daze, waiting to die, but there was a lot of noise outside, but for some reason, the scene gradually became cold.

"..."

Why don't the rioters come?
Zhang Dai frowned, stood up and looked, but saw thousands of people, who had already rushed through the armored soldiers, but now they lingered, which was surprising.

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Dai suddenly realized, and laughed out loud, with tears in his eyes.

"Tianfeng, Defeng, Folkways, that's how it is!"

"The grandson's righteousness, I really know it!"

(End of this chapter)