Chapter 41 Under the Opportunity

Since they are not going to eat in Shangqinghe Village, there is no need to disturb the old man Liu Chuankui. ( This book is reprinted on 1 Literature Network.6.) Du Yufeng was very familiar with the road conditions in this area. He drove directly to the front of the mountain road behind Shangqinghe Village, and then took them to climb Qingtai Mountain. To their surprise, there was also a semi-new Beijing Jeep parked near them. There is no one in the car. It seems that he has gone up the mountain first.

Zhao Xinwei smiled and said, "He also said that the incense is not strong. Let's see if someone has gone up the mountain.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "It's just a car, not to mention that they don't have to burn incense here!"

Zhao Xinwei originally wanted to carry his sister, but Zhao Xinhong insisted on going by himself. After walking less than a mile, he could no longer support him. Under Zhao Xinwei's persuasion, he still let him carry it. They walked to Qingyunfeng. The last time Zhang Yang accompanied Zuo Xiaoqing, it took more than two No problem, but he had to carry Zhao Xinhong, who was seriously ill, so the speed of progress was obviously slowed down. Zhao Xinwei couldn't hold on for a while, so he changed it to Zhang Yang.

Du Yufeng has seen Zhang Yang's amazing physical strength behind Chu Yanran that night, so he has no intention of replacing it. He let Zhang Yang carry it all the time. Anyway, this man wants to use his performance to redress Zhao Xinhong. Zhao Xinwei also saw that Zhang Yang's physical strength is amazing. Although his physical fitness is good, after It's hard to walk this kind of mountain road, let alone carry another person on your back. So he said a few polite words and simply let Zhang Yang carry his elder sister behind his back.

Zhao Xinhong couldn't stand it anymore and scolded softly, "How dare you two bully Zhang Yang!"

Zhao Xinwei smiled and said, "Sister, I'm not good at physical strength. I'm young and strong. Those who can do it should work more."

Du Yufeng helped: "Sister Zhao, don't worry. Zhang Yang is famous for being exhausted. Last time he walked for two hours with a beautiful woman on his back, just like nothing happened.

Zhao Xinhong also rarely laughed out loud: "I'm a beautiful woman, and I'm an old woman."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Sister Zhao, it's my honor to carry you up the mountain!"

Zhao Xinwei joked, "Brother, your mouth is very sweet. Do you have something to ask my sister?" He heard about publicity from Du Yufeng. So I deliberately said it sideways.

Zhang Yang said, "Our brother's relationship is nothing to ask for. What I'm thinking about now is to burn a pillar of peace incense on Sister Zhao's back, to bless Sister Zhao's life and her health will recover as soon as possible." The meaning of this sentence is too obvious, but Zhao Xinhong was a little moved to hear it. He whispered, "It's hard for you."

At this time, two figures appeared in front of him, an old man in a gray Tang suit and black cloth shoes. The other was a tall girl wearing a black baseball cap and a black sports suit. They were probably tired of walking. They were sitting on a stone on the roadside to rest. When they saw them coming, the girl stood up, wearing wide sunglasses and a mask on her mouth and nose, so they couldn't see her true face clearly. She used Some stiff Mandarin said, "Gentlemen, how far is it from Qingyun Bamboo Sea?"

Zhang Yang knew that the Qingyun Bamboo Sea she said was located near the stone house where Chen Chongshan lived. There was also a cottage where the horse thieves of the old society settled. He pointed to the front and said, "It will take about half an hour to walk. It just so happens that we are going. You can follow us!"

The girl said thank you politely, and then went to the roadside to get the old man. The old man followed Du Yufeng's pace with a crutch and said, "Young man, have you ever had a horse bandit in Qingyun Mountain?" He speaks authentic Chunyang dialect.

Du Yufeng smiled and said, "Yes, it's all before liberation. In the past, those horse thieves camped on Qingyun Peak and went down the mountain to rob from time to time to intercept merchants in Pinghai and Beiyuan for a living."

Zhang Yang said, "Among them, the most famous bandit is called An Dahud. I heard that when the guy was alive, he killed and set fire to bully men and women."

Zhao Xinwei said, "I've heard of it, too. It is said that women in the Black Mountain area now coax children to sleep and say that if you don't sleep, An Dahu will come to you. Not to mention it's really effective. As soon as the child hears An Dahu, he won't cry!" Several people laughed at the same time, and the old man also laughed quite happily. On the contrary, the girl stared at Zhang Yang coldly through her sunglasses. The reason why she was disgusted with Zhang Yang was that the one who laughed the most.

Du Yufeng smiled and said, "Zhang Yang, speaking of which, you have some fate with this big beard."

Zhang Yang said with a depressed face, "You said that An Dahud didn't do anything good before his death, but his descendants were extremely happy. His son fled to Hong Kong before liberation and turned into a patriotic businessman. The times are changing really fast!"

Zhao Xinwei smiled and said, "If you have money, you are uncles. At the time of the Cultural Revolution, the descendants of such bandits were not dead!" A group of people laughed at the same time.

The old man laughed and said, "So it's better for the party and the government. For such sinful bad elements, they can accommodate them regardless of the past and give them the opportunity to reform."

Zhang Yang said, "I think it's the government that indulges them too much. There is a way that I am a hero. I'm a horse thief. I'm sure I'm an asshole. This old man An is definitely not a good thing.

The girl quietly bit her lower lip and kicked a small stone, a stone! The ground flew out and hit the trunk of the tree in front of it. Unexpectedly, he knocked off a small piece of bark, and Zhang Yang was stunned. Unexpectedly, the power of the girl's kick was so powerful.

The old man smiled and said, "The newspapers say that An Zhiyuan is a patriotic businessman. How can you conclude that he is not a good thing?"

Zhang Yang said, "Isn't there just two stinky money?" He thought he was doing something and used his so-called influence to put pressure on the government. What good things did you do to your hometown besides building a few tattered primary schools and making an image project? That is to say, the government spoils him. I don't think he's a patriotic businessman.

Du Zifeng also helped: "Now there are liars everywhere. Maybe An Zhiyuan is a beggar from Hong Kong, and we will become a celebrity here."

Zhao Xinwei shook his head with a smile and said, "Lao Du. You're wrong. An Zhiyuan is really rich. I heard that there are several listed companies in Hong Kong. There are only five aunts, and there are countless lovers behind their backs. Two days ago, I read the newspaper that the old man had another Hong Kong sister.

"It turned out to be an old hooligan!" Zhang Yang said with an exaggerated expression, and several people laughed in one voice.

The old man smiled and said, "I heard that An Zhiyuan is in his seventies, and such a big man still has the energy to do those tious things?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Sir, have you heard a sentence that makes people never old-fashioned. If you say something offensive, you don't think about the beautiful little girl now?"

The old man smiled and pointed to Zhang Yang: "You boy is really funny!"

Several people talked and chatted, which was quite speculative. The old man was cheerful and outgoing, and he laughed loudly from time to time during the conversation with Zhang Yang.

The stone house on the hillside finally appeared in everyone's vision. Zhang Yang knew that Chen Chongshan liked quietness and did not mean to disturb him. He pointed to the direction behind the stone house and said, "Old man. Behind the stone house is the Qinghai. Let's break up here!"

The old man nodded with a smile: "Thank you, by the way, young man, I haven't asked your name yet!"

"Zhang Yang!" Zhang Yang said carelessly, but he didn't know that the name had been firmly remembered by the silent girl.

When they were about to leave, Zhao Xinhong lay weakly on Zhang Yang and said in a trembling voice, "My chest hurts so much...

Zhang Yang hurriedly put her down. Zhao Xinwei went to get the coffee slices and boiled water, because the thermos cup in his hand was knocked over. What's more unlucky. This time, because of the panic, I actually forgot the pain relief at home. Zhao Xinhong's face was pale, and his cold sweat was already full of face in an instant. Seeing that she was so painful, Zhang Yang's fingers hit her acupuncture points one after another. Only then did Zhao Xinhong feel that the pain in his chest eased slightly.

At this time, the girl came back and handed Zhao Xinhong a bottle of mineral water.

Zhao Xinwei hurriedly untied the bottle cap and fed his sister.

Zhao Xinhong gasped and smiled gratefully at the girl: "Thank you...

The old man also came back, but his eyes looked at Zhang Yang and said in surprise, "Can you point the acupuncture point?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I once learned two hands from the blind man who massaged, and I was not very proficient, which made the old man laugh!" From the old man's words, Zhang Yang heard that the other party should know something about the acupuncture point technique. Otherwise, he will not judge from his own movements just now.

The old man smiled meaningfully and came to Zhao Xinhong. He said pleasantly, "I know some medical principles. Why don't I help you with your number?"

Zhao Xinhong hesitated for a moment and stretched out her hand. The old man put it on her vein, and his eyes drooped slightly. After a while, I opened my eyes again. It shows a helpless look.

Zhao Xinhong smiled indifferently and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it directly. I know my own condition. For me, it is profitable to live one more day in this world."

The old man sighed and said, "I didn't expect you to see life so thoroughly. In fact, the most important thing for people to live in the world is to make every day meaningful, regardless of the length of life. It is a kind of happiness to have so many people who care about you and love you.

Zhao Xinhong smiled and said, "I feel much more comfortable listening to the old gentleman's words here."

The old man laughed and said, "Nothing in the world is absolute. Maybe there will be a turning point." He took another look at Zhang Yang. Then he and his granddaughter walked to Qingyun Zhuhai.

When Zhao Xinhong had almost rested, the group continued to walk towards Zixia. Zhao Xinwei and Du Yufeng did not realize the effect of Zhang Yang's acupuncture point just now, but Zhao Xinhong was clear. After Zhang Yang's acupuncture point, the pain on her body almost eased in an instant, even if In the past, taking painkillers did not have such a magical effect. As a medical worker, she began to re-examine the young man in front of her.

Zixiaguan is still that shabby. Li Xinyi, a real person of Zixia, is sitting lazily in the yard to bask in the sun. Even Zhang Yang's four people walked into the Taoist temple without attracting his attention. He squinting and sitting on the bench, he seemed to be going to sleep.

Zhao Xinwei helped his sister to the Laojun Hall to have incense. Du Yufeng had met Li Xinyi in the past and shook over happily: "Mr. Li, I haven't seen you for more than a year, but my elegant demeanor is still the same!"

Li Xinyi opened his left eye and looked at Du Yufeng strangely. It took him a long time to remember what Du Yufeng was doing. He nodded and said hello, and then his eyelids drooped again. Obviously, he didn't want to be disturbed by others.

Du Yufeng also felt a little tired and smiled. After a circle, he came to Zhang Yang, who was appreciating the inscription, but saw Zhang Yang chanting gently, "I didn't see the ancients before, and I didn't see those who came later. I read the leisure of heaven and earth. I'm so alone!" He praised the good poems. This poem was written by Chen Zidai in the Tang Dynasty. Of course, Zhang Guanren would not know what happened behind him.

Du Yufeng has no literary cells. He stood aside from afar and looked at Zhang Yang shaking his head. He said to himself, "This boy is sour. Don't disturb him."

When Zhang Yang came last time, he mainly accompanied Zuo Xiaoqing to watch the sunrise. He did not pay attention to so many inscriptions in the Zixia View. Now he has the opportunity to appreciate them carefully, but he saw a line of words written on a tablet: It is easiest to be an official. This passage has aroused Zhang Yang's great interest. What do you say?

Li Xinyi didn't know when he abandoned his straw shoes and came to his side. He had already recognized that Zhang Yang was the one who came to see the sunrise with Chen Xue and another girl that day. Because of Chen Chongshan's relationship, he was more friendly to Zhang Yang than others and whispered, "Do you know the source of this passage?"

Zhang Yang shook his head and said, "Please ask the Taoist priest for advice!"

Li Xinyi stroked the white goat beard under his jaw and said, "This passage is what Li Hongzhang, an important minister of the Qing Dynasty, said. There are more people in the top of the senior official, and there are more people in the lower part. He tells him to do the things he explained, so he doesn't have to do anything.

Zhang Yang said, "It's easy to be an official, but it's not easy to be a good official."

Li Xinyi said, "What is a good official? The highest level of being an official is in line with the realm of my Taoism, that is, to rule by doing nothing! The more mediocre and inaction, the easier it is for people to sit firmly in a position, and the easier it is to become a senior official.

Zhang Yang couldn't help laughing. This old Taoist priest is really funny. As a Taoist disciple, he actually used this fallacy to explain the true meaning of governing for nothing. Zhang Yang said, "The real meaning of governing for nothing is to do nothing: follow the laws of nature and not act recklessly; governance is governance. If you don't act recklessly, you can govern the world. This was originally a guideline for restraining personal behavior.

When Li Xinyi heard Zhang Yang's words, he felt a little appreciation in his eyes. Unexpectedly, this boy had such an opinion at a young age. No wonder the old man Chen Chongshan respected him so much that he was about to argue with Zhang Yang. Seeing another old and young man coming in from outside the door, Li Xinyi frowned and walked to the backyard without saying a word.

Zhang Yang didn't know why the old Taoist priest suddenly left. He turned around and looked at him, but saw that the two masters and grandchildren he had just met on the way up the mountain also came to Zixia Temple. Seeing that the old man walked steadily and calmly, he had speculated in his heart that the old man probably also had martial arts, otherwise how could he climb Qingyun Peak on foot at his age?

The old man greeted Zhang Yang happily, and his eyes also fell on the stone tablet engraved with the easiest to be an official. He looked carefully and concluded that these words were not written by Li Hongzhang himself. He couldn't help laughing and said, "It's easiest to be an official. I don't think Li Hongzhang's official is not How could the late Qing Dynasty fall to that point?

Du Yufeng finally found an opportunity to interrupt: "Sir, you should blame the lady Cixi for that. Didn't she take all the military expenses of the Beiyang Marine Division to repair the garden?"

The old man sighed and said, "In all dynasties of China, this word corruption has never disappeared from the political arena, and human nature has caused it!"

Du Yufeng said, "In fact, it's okay for officials to be greedy. What they are most afraid of is the kind of people who are corrupt and don't work for the common people."

Zhao Xinwei helped his sister out. He smiled and said, "I said, buddy, let's go out and talk about political affairs."

Seeing that it was already noon, Zhao Xinwei was worried that his sister was hungry and asked the two of them to choose a place to eat outside the Taoist temple. Zhao Xinhong brought some egg pancakes, which were distributed to Zhang Yang and Du Yufeng, and asked Zhao Xinwei to send two to the old man. She just sent her a bottle of water. You have to say something.

The old man was very kind. He ate pancakes and got together with them. On the contrary, his granddaughter seemed to be isolated and went to the sea platform alone to enjoy the scenery.

The topic of several people came to An Dahud while chatting, and it was the old man who took the initiative to mention it. When he went to Qingyun Zhuhai just now, he visited the Heifeng Village where the horse thieves were occupied. He sighed, "Qingyunfeng has a lot of tourism resources, but it lacks development. If it is developed and famous, it will definitely bring a lot of tourism revenue to Chunyang."

Du Yufeng said, "It's not just Qingyun Peak, there are countless large and small scenery on the whole Qingtai Mountain. It's just that I don't know the boudoir. It's a pity!" This sling actually pulled out a poem, but it's a pity that it's not very tuned.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "What does the old gentleman do?"

The old man laughed and said, "My surname is Li. I'm a retired employee of the Chunyang Cultural Bureau. I'm just trying to collect some materials and write a novel about Ma Bandit's beard.

"Writer!" Du Yufeng widened his eyes and exclaimed.

The old man said happily, "I'm not a writer. The tofu pieces in the newspaper have been published several times, and this is the first time to try this kind of book. It's a pity that there are not many remnants left in Heifeng Village.

Zhang Yang suddenly remembered something: "Sir, have you ever been to the tomb of An Dahu?"