Fang Jue's words were not entirely intended to win Xu Jin's favor.

The unspoken rule of fighting was raised by the common people, and they were so angry that they were so angry that they were so angry that they were so angry that they were so angry that they were so angry that they were so angry that they were so angry that they were so angry that they were so angry that they were so angry that they were so angry that they were so angry that they were so angry that they were so angry that they were so angry that they were so angry that they were so angry that they were so angry that they were so angry that they were so angry that they were so angry that they

After all, there is Bai Hao in Guodong County, which is a bit better. The tax collectors below dare not be too much. In some places, local officials are stupid or greedy. The tax collectors below are even more violent. They are like jackals. They can kick out two or three tenths with one kick.

This is the unspoken rule of the court. No matter how angry the people are, it is useless. No one will pay attention to you even if you sue the officials.

Scholars do not have to work, eat, wear, live and use, and are all the blood and sweat of the people at the bottom. If there is a suitable opportunity, they will be willing to say a few words to the people.

Not to mention conscience, at least it is professional ethics: use money to eliminate disasters for others, and eat people's food, you must do things for others, otherwise why should the people support you?

I have a dog, and there is a thief at home, and I still know how many times I can scream.

What's more, in this time and space, scholars have a certain right to speak and have the responsibility to "speak out". As long as they are not against the court, they cannot find any fault in principle and cannot be convicted for their words.

After saying that, Fang Jue retreated back to his seat, sat upright, without looking sideways, and without saying a word.

Xu Jin had a stern face, expressionless face, and did not respond for a long time.

Seeing this, I realized that my heart was not so hot.

I thought about it and prepared to change the topic.

Unexpectedly, just as I was about to open my mouth, I heard a slight sound of "po"!

Xu Jin attacked the case with his hand and whispered: "Well said it well! Say it well! Say it thoroughly!"

The black beard was stroked three times on the chest, and it fluttered slightly.

The old housekeeper who had been standing solemnly on the porch raised his head and looked into the hall in surprise.

The sound of the attack was not loud, and he just used a few fingers to "pat" the edge of the table. However, with Xu Jin's status and his usual "calm and heavy" personality, he actually slapped the table in front of his younger generation, which was very out of place.

After Xu Jin himself "knocked", he immediately realized his incompetence. He laughed a little embarrassedly. He held back his hand on the table and stroked his black beard:

"What a person who knows it, no one speaks, what a person who has his own words! Your words are even deeper than I think! You have such insights at a young age. The words are faintly revealed in the words! No wonder Bai Hao has a high opinion of you in his letter!"

"Senior praised it, after all, I was young and could not afford to be a national scholar." Fang Jue said.

"As a national sect, it may not be seventy-eighty. Some people live to have white hair and beards, but they still do not cultivate their virtues. They can only be called old men and old men. Haha..."

Xu Jinpi is so angry that he doesn't know who scolded him behind his back, then cursed his smile and changed his tone:

"What you said just now is indeed like Huang Zhong Da Lu, deafening, but you should also know that the court is complicated and does something, even if it is moral and political, involves all aspects, and is complicated. It does not work with a passionate and a few intense words."

Xu Jin's words were not accusing Fang Jue. It could be heard. They were a person who had experienced advice and guidance to young people.

"Thank you for your advice, senior." Fang Jue nodded and smiled, "Senior said that my words were too sharp, so I might as well say something different."

"Oh? Come and listen."

Fang Jue pondered slightly: "It's like a family. The younger generations in the family work hard, either farming or doing business, and have worked hard to earn some money and fed food. Out of filial piety, they naturally have to support their parents with the best food. However, the parents did not enjoy these offerings, but were stolen by the evil slaves in the family. The evil slaves were ungrateful, and in turn, they bewitched the superiors and bully the subordinates and provoke the relationship between their children and their parents. What if they keep them, why not kill them?"

"This metaphor is really..."

Xu Jin's hand stroking his beard paused for a moment, then fell down, and gently tapped the table with two knuckles.

This action is also a bit unqualified and is considered to be a disrespectful person.

"In my opinion, this 'unwritten rule' and the metaphor of 'parents and children' can be written into the memorial. With these, this memorial is more important, more clear, more true, and more grasp of the court!"

He sat there and bowed to Fang Jue: "You come to me, I have nothing to give you. Instead, I have plagiarized your words. Thank you."

Fang Jue turned his back and gave up the ceremony. Then he replied: "Senior is planning for the people and the court. If you have a few words of advice from memorials, you can meet the meeting and enter the memorials of seniors. It will have one or two benefits for the people and the court. It is already honored by Huagu. How can you thank me for the seniors?"

"Okay, okay, since that's the case, we won't say these polite words." Xu Jin laughed.

It was not until this time that Fang Jue felt that there was actually not much difference between Xu Jin and Xu Shenzhi and Bai Hao.

Just one is more immature, the other has become a human spirit.

If there were only half of the officials in the court, the world would be a paradise, but unfortunately, it was a very rare one after all.

After chatting for a few more words, Fang Jue calmly led the topic from doing research to drawing, and then to the picture of Aoying. Finally, he talked about the "Taomen".

This is also the main purpose, or the real purpose of Fang Jue coming today.

"I heard from Brother Peiran that the old man has seen the door. I wonder what this door looks like?" Fang Jue asked.

"This child Bai Hao really treats you as his own person, and even says these words to you."

Xu Jin smiled and said slowly, "It's a world of difference between seeing and not seeing. But when you see, see clearly, and even walk in, the gap between them is probably even bigger. Although I can occasionally see vaguely, but I can't see clearly from afar, so how can I tell you?"

After saying that, he thought about it and said, "You wait a moment." He said to the butler outside, "Old Xu, bring my fight picture."

"Yes, lord." Old Xu, outside the door, responded and turned around and left.

Not long after, I came back, holding a scroll in my hand.

"Look at this painting." Xu Jin unfolded the scroll,

In the painting, a fat tax collector with a saggy chest and a protruding belly, put his hands on his hips and kicked a bucket full of corn.

Several ragged farmers stood timidly not far away, daring to speak out.

This painting has both spirit and form. The corners and eyebrows of several people in the painting are playful, with different expressions and behaviors, and lifelike. The greedy face of the tax collector and the grief and anger of the people are vividly revealed on the paper. Fang Jue looked at it and felt a faint disgust for the tax collector and sympathy for the people.

"The painting of senior is a top-notch masterpiece." Fang Jue looked at Xu Jin again, not knowing what he meant when he was talking about Taoism.

Xu Jin stroked his beard and said, "When I occasionally make the best picture, I feel something and can vaguely see that door. After talking to you today, I have a little feeling in my heart. When this subject is over, I want to calm down and make a new fight picture. If I am lucky, I can get the best one, which may be helpful to you."

I see,

Fang Jue had thought before that the top-grade pictures can also be described as ‘exquisite painting skills’, but when it reaches the top, it is obviously not just the level of painting skills.

My heart moved, "Senior, can you borrow paper and pen?"

"Of course, you can use it yourself." Xu Jin looked at the four treasures of the study on the table, and then asked in confusion: "What do you want to write?"

"Wansheng also had some thoughts in his heart. Writing it today may be helpful to adults, but it is unknown."

After saying that, he spread out a new piece of paper, picked up the pen that Xu Jin had just used, thought about it, and achieved it overnight.

‘A big rat and a big rat, I don’t eat my millet! I’m three years old and I don’t want to take care of you. I’m about to leave you, and I’m going to be in that land of happiness. I’m happy to see what I have.

A big rat and a big rat, I have no food for my wheat! I am three years old and I don’t want to fight. I am about to leave you, and I am happy to be in that country. I am happy to be happy to be happy to be happy to be happy to be happy to be happy to be happy to be happy to be happy to be happy to be happy to be happy to be happy to be happy to be happy to be happy to be happy to be happy to be happy to be happy to be happy to be happy to be happy to be happy to be happy to be
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