Chapter 521 People’s hearts are different.
“Why?”
Panhu raised his head and asked.
Although only a moment has passed between them, several years have passed on the chessboard.
The time on the chessboard has completely fallen into the control of the two of them. This is the first time that another person of the same level controls time. It is also the first time that Panhu feels that slowing down time seems so easy.
In just a few years, their respective pieces have already reached completely opposite situations.
"Why?" Li Yi raised his eyebrows lightly.
Panhu said in more detail: "Xu He and Li Shengxian have the same qualifications. Although their starting points are different, they are almost the same. At best, they are called adopted sons, and at worst, they are just domestic slaves."
“But agrarian society is different from pure slavery. Good households have channels for advancement. It is difficult for ordinary people to become great people, but they have always been there throughout the ages. There are no absolutes in anything."
"You are asking why Xu He is not the adopted son of the landlord's family?" Li Yi understood what the other party was asking. "The adopted son is also a domestic slave, sometimes even worse than a domestic slave. If a father beats his son to death, he will not be taken to the Yamen and beaten to death. House slaves have to spend some money.”
Panhu said: "Those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters. Xu Heruo will naturally have to endure it if he peeks at the position of the Nine-Five Supreme Being. Why can't you endure it?"
A lowly beggar.
At the age of dancing spoons, he was awarded the title of scholar, and his fame spread throughout the country, even hundreds of miles away. He was even received by the chief pastor of the county.
The wife is from a well-known family, and everyone is a lady, with a graceful appearance.
Panhu just dropped a chess piece, and he didn't feel anything about it. All fame and so-called beauty are nothing to him.
Just from a human perspective, this is considered a winner in life.
Converted to modern times, fourteen graduate students, or even Ph.D. students, enter specialized universities for political talents to receive training. The difficulty and status of the imperial examination in a farming society cannot be compared with that of modern academic diplomas.
Then he married the daughter of a billionaire family.
Don't underestimate the power of aristocratic families. Whether it's modern or ancient, as long as they don't have too many problems, they can rise to great heights. Those high positions are all prepared for these people.
Beggars, just like ordinary people, no matter how talented they are and try their best to climb up, they will most likely be rejected in the end.
It was impossible for Li Changsheng not to know this, but he did it anyway.
It is not obvious that you will lose to yourself?
“Why do you have to endure it?” Li Yi said with a smile. "Besides, Xu He is not me. If it were me, I should kill the landlord. I know hundreds of soldiers, and a sharpened bamboo spear can defeat ten of them."
Xu He is not Li Yi, let alone Li Changsheng.
Otherwise, with his thousands of years of knowledge, even without any extraordinary power, he is still almost invincible among ordinary mortals. Just give him a long weapon and you can get into battle and kill the enemy.
Everyone is afraid of death, but Tiejun has very few in history, not to mention that he only faces a group of servants.
Xu He is just a chess piece contaminated by his aura.
"Then why didn't Xu He want to?" Panhu planned to get to the bottom of it.
“Since Xu He was enlightened by you, you should know.”
Li Yi asked back: "Why do you think so?"
"This can be profitable, and the advantages outweigh the disadvantages. Just like enlightenment, the Nine-Five Supreme Position is the enlightenment of this mortal." Panhu replied.
“Are you enlightened?”
Li Yi picked up the chess piece on the chessboard again, rubbed it gently with his fingertips, and said: "I once had a chance to achieve enlightenment in one step, but I gave up. Now Xu He does the same, and he also has a chance to achieve success."
“At the beginning of the troubled times, the talents of the great families were withering. He was born innocent and had no foundation, so he was a malleable person in such a situation. But he didn’t want to, he didn’t want to surrender to heaven.”
"sky?"
Panhu was confused.
Li Yi nodded and said: "Yes, God. In the situation of the two of them, the old landowner who is ready to die at any time is God. As long as they are recognized by God, then the two of them can rise to the top. Isn't this not enlightenment? .”
A few words, but like a stormy sea.
Boom!
Panhu's eyes widened, as if billions of thoughts were breaking down in his mind, and a new thing was being born.
For domestic slaves, the landowner's old wealth who is ready to die at any time is indeed heaven. And to me, heaven and earth are also heaven.
The old tree spirit just watched and fell into deep silence after hearing his words.
His feelings were not deep, because he was not the one who made the decision, nor was he the one who played chess. But the old tree spirit suddenly began to think about a question, why didn't they surrender to the sky?
He was unable to stop the calamity, so in the end he had to follow the methods of his predecessors.
"Xu He doesn't want to surrender to heaven, even if he becomes a beggar. I don't know if he can stir up the storm and ascend to the supreme position in the future, but he is enough like me."
The pieces fall again and the chessboard begins to change.
Xu He became a beggar, but maybe time turned around, or maybe he was under the gaze of two supreme beings, so he shouldn't have fallen into this situation.
He met a barefoot doctor on the way. The doctor healed Xu He's leg, and then he followed the doctor and traveled all over the country to provide free clinics for the common people.
“Let’s get back to our old job.” Li Yi smiled slightly.
Panhu also picked up the chess pieces and threw them out, and the purple and gold colors emerged.
Li Shengxian was awarded the title of Juren in the second year and was appointed as a county magistrate. Then a peasant uprising broke out in the local area and was suppressed by him. He was rewarded by the court.
With the combined effect of his famous family connections and his own abilities, Li Shengxian climbed higher and higher, becoming a lieutenant in a county and in charge of military power.
The fourth-grade military attaché.
At this time, he was more than thirty years old. With the support of local noble families, he had thousands of elite soldiers, all of whom were wearing armor. As long as you raise your arms and shout, tens of thousands of people can gather in one day.
He looked down at the world with eager eyes, just waiting for an opportunity, the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Won.
Panhu thought so, at least he has a better chance of winning.
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“Boy, your leg can still be saved.”
Xu He was limping along the road. He was originally going to beg for food somewhere, but he was suddenly stopped by a barefoot old man.
The old man has white hair hanging down his shoulders, wears straw sandals, and holds a sign saying "free clinic" in his hand. He looks like a charlatan.
“Only the dislocated tibia can be put back together. If it remains untreated for too long, I’m afraid I won’t be able to keep this leg.”
“No money.” Xu He replied, and then walked forward regardless.
The old man followed up immediately and said, "I don't need to pay for medical treatment, but you need to pay for the decoction and medicine yourself. You don't need decoction for this disease."
“Really?”
“It’s absolutely true, just sit down.”
Xu He obediently found a place to sit. If possible, he didn't want to be lame for the rest of his life.
Click.
The old man exerted a little force on his arm, and the dislocated foot bones were instantly revealed, and a numbness made him tremble violently. Then he stood up again, his feet still a little weak, but no longer lame.
Xu He was overjoyed, bowed his hands and said, "Thank you so much, I don't know your benefactor's name."
“Young Master, have you read a book?” The old man looked surprised. The other party’s words, deeds and posture were obviously inconsistent with his own embarrassed appearance.
Xu He nodded and told his own experience when asked by the other party. After wandering through famine and wandering here, he entered the house of a landowner and could have achieved fame and success, but suddenly he redeemed himself and received a meal in vain.
Even a well-informed and experienced doctor is dumbfounded by such behavior.
“My dear husband, what are you doing here? I have obtained the honors and married into a wealthy family, but I don’t know how many people have asked for it.”
Xu Heru responded to his friend Li Shengxian that day and said with a smile: "Unfortunately, a real man was born in heaven and earth, how can he live in depression for a long time? I don't accept that the straight lady belongs to the gentry and wealthy family, and I don't even bother to eat steamed buns with human blood."
“I stayed in that bad land just for Master Xu, and now he is dead.”
He was an ordinary citizen, and then experienced the life of the gentry. Xu He was not yearning for it, or was proud of it. He was disgusted from the bottom of his heart, without any cover or reason.
"Even if you are begging for food like now?" "Haha, the food you get is better than steamed buns made of human blood."
Xu He's stomach made a sound at the same time, which made some old doctors throw their heads back and laugh.
“My young husband is also a wonderful man. I happen to be short of a medical apprentice. Can you become my teacher? I am illiterate and became a monk halfway. I need a scholar to help me read medical books.”
“Can I have enough food and clothing by becoming a disciple?”
“No, I’ll charge you one meal at most for free clinic, but I’ll teach you how to help the world and save people.”
"become."
Xu He had no way to go as before, so he followed an old man again. This time he was not a blacksmith, but a barefoot doctor.
His name is Zhang Guwang, and he was originally an apprentice in a medicine shop. Halfway through his apprenticeship, his master died, and the medicine shop was sold off by his descendants, and he was kicked out.
In times of trouble, an old slave who was only responsible for boiling decoctions began to work as a doctor who could help the world by hanging the pot.
Zhang Guwang said: "In the early years, I knew little about pharmacology. Half of the patients who passed through my hands died, and half survived. Sometimes 8 out of 10 died."
“Then you are really the living king of hell.”
Zhang Guwang was not angry at Xu He's teasing. He held his beard and smiled: "If I kill someone, they have to thank me. Because if I don't cure them, they may die without a chance to survive."
“In today’s world, everything depends on destiny.”
“Destiny…”
Xu He pursed his lips and said, "Sir, can the world be cured?"
"Of course, you have learned my skills in this life, and you can cure the world." Zhang Guwang boasted: "I have been practicing medicine for many years, specializing in treating difficult and complicated diseases. I may be able to write a book in the future."
"good."
Xu He seemed to have found what he was looking for, just as he had wanted to redeem himself, and he settled down to study medicine.
It takes two years to prepare medicine, three years to do pharmacology, five years to practice medicine, and another five years to accumulate theories on difficult and miscellaneous diseases.
The year I finished my studies, there was another year of drought. In the past 15 years, there have been floods and droughts, and there have been exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes. It is already clear that the people are coming.
The old doctor also died in this year, and he did not encounter the worst times.
Before his death, he also gave instructions to Xu He.
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He is a very pure doctor, and Xu He is also very pure.
He wanted to save more people.
In the first year of Qingkang, the new emperor ascended the throne, and the whole country was amnesty. Nine out of ten households were empty.
Xu He has long lived up to his youthful appearance, with gray hair. He walks around holding a coarse cloth free clinic sign he inherited from an old doctor. Before he studied medicine, the world was full of hunger, and after studying medicine, the world is still full of hunger.
While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone.
Nothing has changed.
No matter how many diseases you cure, you can't cure the world, and no matter how many people you save, you can't save all the people.
A drop of water fell on Xu He's head. He looked up and saw that the sky that had been dry for a long time finally started to rain, and the drops became heavier and heavier.
"It's raining." Xu He's face gradually showed joy, and he kept mumbling "It's raining."
As long as it rains, the land can still be planted, and as long as the land is cultivated, there will be enough food, and as long as there is enough food, no one will die. All diseases begin when you are poor, and all sufferings are worse than hunger.
“It’s raining, folks!”
His voice rose slightly, then suddenly stopped.
Xu He looked up at the hungry victims around him, feeling numb in the face of the rain falling from the sky, as motionless as a walking zombie.
“Doctor Xu, we don’t even have the seeds to plant the land, and it’s too late to sow now.”
“This. is better than nothing.”
“The imperial court imposed excessive taxes and miscellaneous taxes, and could not afford a good harvest.”
“How can those landowners with old wealth afford it?”
“What the gentlemen pay is different from what we pay. They may not even pay one-tenth, but we have to pay more than half.”
“Can’t you support yourself even by farming?”
Xu He asked himself, he thought for a long time, a long time, a long time
How to treat this disease?
Suddenly one day, he saw that the officers and soldiers only took a small bag of rice for disaster relief, and the rest went into the mouths of the officials and merchants.
Xu He killed the grain soldiers in the street, waved his arms and followed thousands of them, and then rushed into the town. First they captured the arsenal, then broke the county government office and looted the granary.
With an overwhelming force, the county was besieged with a hundred thousand disasters.
There were tens of thousands of victims in the county, and they opened the door with a cry.
“The big, straight, thief, and thieves will rob his mother and eat his mother!”
Xu He finally stood on the stage of history. Times make heroes. Sometimes a farmer who is still in the field can turn around and become a rebel leader.
Farmer uprisings are mostly disorderly and unreasonable.
Xu He was determined to cure diseases and save people. He was a quack doctor. He saved half of the people, and then killed half of them.
The county and city were destroyed, and the already shaky national destiny was completely overturned.
The aristocratic families in the city either begged for mercy or wanted to take advantage of the situation, so they extended an olive branch to Xu He. They can provide food, weapons, talent, and help him gain a foothold.
Everything was planned, except for an extra promise in the middle.
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Xu He and the chess pieces were vaguely filled with purple and gold energy.
“It’s true that things in the world are unpredictable. As long as you use these aristocratic families for your own use, the gap between you and me will be instantly narrowed.”
Panhu couldn't help but admire him a little when he saw the situation developing like this.
It only took a month for a barefoot doctor to become the world's best rebel, and he had the opportunity to turn him into a base. This is also in line with the chaotic nature of the peasant uprising. Everyone is hungry and has only one breath left. As long as someone rises up, no one cares who it is?
What's more, Xu He has a certain reputation among the victims.
On the other hand, Li Shengxian only became a fourth-grade military attaché after many years of business operation.
However, Xu He is not all good. These aristocratic families can be the greatest help or the greatest threat. They have a large number of talents and can swallow Xu He from within.
"Not necessarily." Li Yi shook his head, and then most of the purple gold energy that just appeared dissipated.
Xu He killed the gentry and massacred the aristocratic families, hoarding grain and building high walls.
However, the leader in the world has always been the leader. The imperial court decentralized military power, and all "princes" in the world began to recruit troops, raise adopted sons, and build armor in his name.
Li Shengxian was among the army of thieves.
He was about to lose, but Li Yi remained calm and calm, saying:
“Now the aristocratic family has become Li Shengxian’s heaven again. People, after all, they depend on heaven for their livelihood.”
"Is there a mistake?" Panhu said not to be outdone, "Li Shengxian has a great reputation and the support of a large family. When the time is right, he will seize the world like picking something out of a bag."
“In the end, it depends on the outcome.”
Panhu was right. Xu He was quickly defeated and was driven all the way across the mountains. He occupied one of the important towns and stood up on the mountains.
At first, the imperial court kept urging the coalition forces to attack the thieves, and some people really wanted to eradicate the problem. However, after attacking several times, we found that the mountain road was not easy to walk, and the gains outweighed the losses in attacking, so we gave up.
Some people have discovered other uses for Xu and others.
As long as the rebel is still there, they can continue to recruit troops.
For this reason, the current emperor urgently shouts: Allow thieves to harm the country and the people!
(End of this chapter)