When Zhao Yun saw the thieves surrounding his brother and turned a blind eye, he clenched his fists and ducked to protect his brother.
Zhang Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly and stared straight into Zhao Yun's angry eyes, ignoring his clenched fists and the anger on his face. Today, he really wanted to have a good talk with the two brothers.
"Boy, others say that I am a thief with bad intentions. I admit it. But, why do you accuse me? Have you forgotten who your eldest brother was who pulled him back from the hell gate several times?"
"Brother so-and-so, why are you like this?" Zhao Yun's anger that had been accumulated over the past few days finally burst out.
"Hahahaha, why did it become like this? Boy, don't you have a clue? Three of my men were killed and four were injured..."
"Thieves and bandits will be punished by everyone!"
Zhang Sheng directly made the ignorant Zhao Yun laugh angrily. He was about to argue with him, but to his surprise, Zhao Yiqiang in the future learned to answer quickly. He roared and stopped Zhang Sheng's words.
His roar didn't matter, half of the bandits in the camp heard the roar, and slowly gathered towards this place with angry expressions on their faces.
"Okay, well said, boy, I will discuss it with you today to see which of us is the thief." After Zhang Sheng said this, he glanced at Zhao Yun with contempt, then pointed at the thieves gathered behind him and said: "Boy, open your eyes wide and see, the food you eat is grown by us with our backs to the loess and our faces to the sky, sweatdrops smashing the eight petals one by one; the clothes you are wearing are grown by us. The silk is woven one thread at a time; the tall house you live in is built from clay with our hands. Day after day, year after year, we cultivate and work non-stop. In the end, you take away They took away the grain we grew, snatched away the clothes we weaved, and occupied the houses we built. You lived a life where you stretched out your hands with clothes, opened your mouths with food, and lived in luxury and luxury. But what about us? We starved to death all over the fields, with no clothes to cover our bodies. There is no thread, no tile in the house. Come on, boy, tell me, where can such truth be found in the world? Now tell me who are the thieves? Those who steal hooks will be punished, and those who steal the country are princes who do not understand the principles. , are you worthy enough to talk to me about who the thief is?"
Zhang Sheng shouted questions one by one, and Zhao Yun was already speechless.
"Ahem, cough, Zhang Langjun, please calm down, my younger brother is young..." Zhao Feng, who was lying in the luxury car, saw his younger brother being humiliated. At some point, he struggled to get up and wanted to save his younger brother.
"Young what?"
Zhang Sheng turned around and stopped Zhao Feng's words with a loud voice.
Then, he pointed angrily at a few naked children in the crowd and said, "Look at them, in their early years, when the team was resting, they knew how to help collect firewood and boil water, and they knew how to dig wild vegetables to supplement grain. He also knows how to help the adults build pots and stoves, wash pots and wash bowls. What does this boy know? He only knows how to shout at the thieves and bandits; he only knows how to reach out and take the meals cooked by the thieves and bandits brought by his servants; You also know that kindness will be repaid with hatred, and the lives of the Zhao family are precious. They don't bother to fight for their lives with untouchables like us. They abandon your brothers and use your brothers as a scapegoat. I worked hard to save you, but you are not only ungrateful, but you are a thief, and you also say I don’t have a good heart. Okay, I don’t have a good heart, so I would like to ask you brothers, where are the good people when you are mourning and howling on Zhao’s Wubao?”
Zhao Feng was speechless despite Zhang Sheng's repeated questions, leaving his face flushed and breathing heavily.
Seeing this, Zhang Sheng finally couldn't bear it. He thought for a moment and softened his tone and said: "Brother Zhao, it's not me who is being aggressive, but the situation. I have no choice but to do so. Well, now that you brothers have arrived at my den of thieves, I have There is a question that I have never been able to figure out. I hope that one day you can tell me the answer to this thief. Your sages talked about benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom and trust. Your sages said that old people are like old people, and young people are like young people. What we saw at Zhao's Wubao: There were people who had nothing to eat but no clothes to cover their bodies, and there were people who had a straw mat and a pair of trousers for the whole family. There are also those with protruding breasts and bellies, fat heads and big ears; there are those with tall houses and big houses; there are also those who crawl in hay nests and cry and howl. Now here comes the problem, we are bandits and we deserve to be hungry, suffer and suffer. , but why are so many of you Zhao family members, descendants of one ancestor, struggling with God and seeking survival in death? Aren't you supposed to be kind, righteous, propriety, wise and trustworthy, old and young? I This bandit really doesn’t understand. What is this benevolence, justice, propriety, wisdom, and faith that you preach to us bandits every day? What kind of nonsense is this that you preach to us untouchables every day? ?”
After Zhang Sheng finished speaking, he ignored Zhao Yun, who was about to turn into a glaring King Kong, and Zhao Feng, who was panting like an ox, and turned around. Today, the anger that has been accumulated in my heart for many days has almost been vented, and it is time to leave a way for others to survive.
The Sutra is a good Sutra, but there are too many selfish and crooked monks who cannot stand it.
Zhang Sheng knew in his heart that if the two brothers could really answer his question, then they would not be far from becoming saints.
Because to answer this question, they must first be like Yangming Gong, uniting knowledge and action. In this way, they can confidently teach others to be benevolent, righteous, propriety, wisdom and trustworthy, and they can also ask others to treat the old and the young.
If you can't combine knowledge and action, but you still preach to others about benevolence, justice, propriety, wisdom and trust, and ask others to do the same, then you are acting like a hooligan!
Halfway through, Zhang Sheng remembered something again, turned around and said: "Brother Zhao, I was eager to save people a few days ago, but I forgot one thing in my hurry. Didn't you say that if you are thirsty and don't drink the water from the stolen spring, you will be hungry?" Aren't you going to be fed by your sighs? Starting from tomorrow, don't use your servants and maids, because they have become our people just like me, and are now thieves. We lowly people will defile you by serving you. Drinking water. Of course, our grains and medicinal materials are not brought by the strong wind. They are all bought with our heads. Therefore, starting from tomorrow, you must start to take care of your own life. Your drinking water and medicinal soup must be given to that Boy, do what you can in exchange for it, so that what you eat and use will be regarded as your own income, and your innocence and reputation will not be stained."
Didn’t your sages say that when heaven is about to entrust a great responsibility to a man, he must first strain his mind, strain his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, and deplete his body?
Don't just let us work hard, work our muscles and bones, starve our bodies, and deplete our bodies. You also come together. I don't believe it yet. Now God has given you a great responsibility, so that you can also suffer the hardships of life and suffer from the bottom. sin.
After this, if you can still call me a thief every day and say that I have no good intentions, then do it again. After all, five years is a long time, so I am not in a hurry.
Labor is the only way to transform a soul!
You must not get used to this bad habit!
A sudden dispute ended when Zhang Sheng remembered that telling stories to the bandits to improve their military literacy was more important than reprimanding the Zhao brothers.
The song ended and everyone dispersed, leaving only Zhao Feng with confused eyes, bitter face, and panting, and Zhao Yun with an angry face and worried heart.
"Brother, don't be angry. Get well soon. When you are well, I will leave soon. Thieves bully others too much. One day, I will take the leader of the thieves and let out this bad breath." Zhao Yun sent Zhang angrily away. After Sheng left, he tried to comfort his brother, but by the end of the conversation, he was gnashing his teeth and hating him endlessly.
"Ahem, Ayun, a true man acts with a promise worth a thousand dollars. Ahem, since we have agreed to the promise, we must keep it. Hatred can be temporarily suppressed in our hearts, but in the future, you must act with a clear conscience. Only in this way can we As a true man, from now on, you must be patient in everything." Zhao Feng looked at his younger brother, thought about the situation just now, and gave a feeble warning to his younger brother.
"Brother, they are thieves, so what kind of promises can they make?" Zhao Yun couldn't help but argue again.
"Ayun, cough, are you a thief? A bandit? No matter what, the sages have said: Be true to your words, and have results when you believe, you are a gentleman. My brother has made a promise to him, and we can ignore them, but , Ahem, you have to obey your own words and deeds. This is also responsible for us and ourselves. Ahem, Ayun, from now on, no matter you are in good times or bad, you must restrain yourself and stay true to yourself, so He will live up to his ambition as a man..." Feeling deeply disappointed, Zhao Feng devoted more time to teaching Zhao Yun, wishing that his little brother could grow up in one day.
Zhao Yiqiang could only nod frequently to his elder brother's teachings and accept the teachings humbly...
