"Have you heard that the Chang'an County Magistrate resigned this morning?"
"Why" "You didn't know it wasn't because of the coffin board thing."
"What does it have to do with the Chang'an County Magistrate?
Why did he suddenly resign?"
"Tsk, you stupid head."
"Prince Gong was cut off from his salary because he interfered with the government's handling of the case.
The magistrate of Chang'an County, the head of the county, was interfered with when he said he was interfering.
Why do you think he has no responsibility?"
"Look what you said, the county magistrate of Chang'an City is so easy to serve."
"That's Prince Gong.
Someone else might not be able to do it better than him."
"You say that, but the people don't care about it."
"Now that his reputation among the public is not good, it would not be surprising to resign at this time."
"What's wrong, the saint responded?"
"Not yet."
"On the contrary, someone arranged another place for him to go."
"I heard that we are going to Hebei Road."
"That's not bad."
"Compared to Chang'an City, it's still far behind."
"No way, who told him to catch up?"
"That coffin board is so powerful that even Prince Gong was knocked over by him."
"He is really brave.
Aren't he afraid that the lawsuit will fail and he will be punished by Prince Gong again?"
"Who is the coffin board afraid of?"
"Tsk, you really deserve your reputation."
Recently, many people in Chang'an City are talking about the fight between Luo Yong and Prince Gong Li Boyi.
On the 15th day of the dynasty, the Chang'an County Magistrate resigned.
The discussion that had calmed down suddenly became loud again.
Qiao Junlin didn't have to go to class that day.
When he went out for activities with a few classmates, he heard it all over his ears.
These people are all talking about how powerful Naluo's coffin board is.
How could they know that when Luo Yong did this, he had clearly prepared for the worst.
Siniang Wulang and others have even packed their bags.
If the situation is not good, they will be escorted by Xing Er and Luo Yong's disciples to return to Lishi's hometown first.
No matter what happens outside, Li Shi The people of Shixian County and Xipo Village will always protect their Luo family.
Qiao Junlin's classmates were also talking about this matter with great interest, as if they felt honored to be Luo Coffin Board's students.
The more Qiao Junlin listened, the more bored he became.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, those people started talking about where they were going to play.
Qiao Junlin didn't want to go, so he went home alone.
When I returned home, I found that the yard was quiet, and the sound of A-Zhi and the others printing test papers could be heard from a nearby room.
The two men, Liu Lang and Qi Niang, were talking about something in a sweet voice.
A Zhi said yes from time to time.
The fourth mother and the fifth man didn't even hear their voices.
They were probably immersed in carving again.
"Squeak."
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Qiao Junlin pushed the door of Luo Yong's room and entered.
The door shaft ran over the groove at one end of the threshold and made a soft squeak.
When he walked into the room, he saw Luo Yong wearing an official robe and sleeping soundly on the bed.
Guessing that he must be sleeping at the moment, Qiao Junlin stood aside and watched for a while, then took a volume of Qi Min Yao Shu from the shelf next to him, took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on the edge of the kang table, and took his time.
Looked up.
When Luo Yong woke up, it was already more than an hour later.
"Why are you here?"
Luo Yong yawned and sat up cross-legged.
"Now most of Chang'an City is discussing the matter between you and Prince Gong."
Qiao Junlin answered the question inappropriately.
"I have nothing to do with him."
Luo Yong said smoothly.
When Qiao Junlin heard this, he smiled and pushed a bowl of water on the Kang table in front of him.
Luo Yong was really thirsty at this time, so he picked up the bowl of water and drank it in two or three gulps.
After drinking it, he felt refreshed. a bit.
"But it feels good," Qiao Junlin said with a pun.
"Of course."
Luo Yong grinned: "It's so cool."
"Just for such a person, why would you do this?"
The trigger of this incident was still Yan Liu.
Just for such a person, he even risked his own wealth and life.
Qiao Junlin did not agree with Luo Yong's approach.
However, for Luo Yong, there is nothing in this world that is too small.
Whatever he wants to do, no matter how small it is, he can do it, and what he doesn't want to do, no matter how big it is, can be avoided.
"Do you know why there are so many lonely ghosts at this time?"
Luo Yong sat cross-legged on the kang, his whole body crooked, holding his cheek with one hand, and asked Qiao Junlin with a smile.
"Why?"
Qiao Junlin raised his chin, waiting to see what nonsense Luo Yong could come up with this time.
"I heard that after a person dies, the body decomposes easily, but the grievances, regrets and regrets in the heart are not so easy to resolve."
Luo Yong's tone seemed to be telling a strange story from the country.
Qiao Junlin became somewhat silent after hearing this.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the bamboo slips in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.
"So don't go out and socialize with those people who have their noses in the air all day long.
Those little things that seem insignificant to you now will turn into knives in the future and cut you from time to time."
In fact, Luo Yong had wanted to say this to Qiao Junlin a long time ago, but he just didn't know how to say it.
After all, Qiao Junlin also had his own ideas, and he always had to walk on his own in life.
"It's up to him to cut as many incisions as he wants."
Qiao Junlin also followed Luo Yong's example and held his chin with one hand, saying nonchalantly.
"What's the benefit of being a lonely ghost?"
Sure enough, saying such words to this kid at this time is of no use at all.
"There is nothing better than heaven and earth."
This is the typical argument of middle school teenagers.
Luo Yong really couldn't answer this question.
Is there anything good in heaven or on earth?
In fact, as long as people's hearts are stable, everything is good.
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Qiao Junlin is still too young to understand this truth.
He doesn't know that those things he judged as tolerable will one day become serious problems in his life, and there are also some things he thinks are dispensable.
What he abandoned was what Luo Yong wanted to protect even at the risk of his life.
His childhood experience in the 21st century made Luo Yong deeply understand the truth.
The grievance, anger and hatred in a person's heart are definitely not so easy to resolve.
However, what is more deadly than these is the memory that was once trampled like mud under the soles of people's feet.
It was so humble and unbearable, and it lingered like a shadow.
No matter ten or twenty years have passed, every time I think of it, my soul There will still be painful whines.
Luo Yong has been very patient since he was a child and rarely shows his vulnerable side in front of others.
However, for many years, his soul has been wailing and sobbing all day long, like a lonely ghost.
The most difficult years were those years of adolescence, when his self-esteem became stronger and stronger, and the memories of the past became more and more painful for him.
From then on, the most important thing Luo Yong learned was to protect himself, both body and soul.
He is a bit willful.
If he doesn't want to go to work, he won't go to work.
If he doesn't want to deal with people, he won't fight.
If he doesn't want to get married, he won't get married.
Although Grandma Luo often talked about it in the past, hoping that he could get married and have children as soon as possible and have a family of his own. family.
When it comes to things like love and marriage, Luo Yong has some instinctive repulsion.
No matter whether the other person is a boy or a girl, the closer people are, the easier it is to hurt each other.
The deeper the love, the harder it is to face loss.
Whether it's separation in life or death, or whether people's hearts are against each other.
Why did he drive a small truck alone in those mountains in those years?
At that time, he didn't actually have any romantic indulgence in the mountains and rivers, nor did he have any poetry in wandering far away.
In fact, he just needed some time and space to let those The wounds on the soul slowly heal.
Luo Yong has a stronger vitality than he imagined.
He was not defeated by those hazes, but stepped out step by step.
In this life, he became stronger and more courageous.
However, do all things have to be lost before we can truly appreciate them?
Two young people sat cross-legged on both sides of the kang table, quietly thinking about their own problems.
The sun was setting and the whole room was quiet.
"It's time to eat," Principal Hou's loud voice sounded in the yard.
"Eat and eat."
Luo Yong was looking for shoes to get off the kang, while warning Qiao Junlin: "Anyway, you can take care of yourself.
If you dare to do anything outrageous, I will tell your uncle and let him break your legs. " "" Qiao Junlin curled his lips.
This coffin board actually had the nerve to use the word "outrageous".
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