Chapter 145 (1/2)

Mo Chen smiles.

What younger martial sister said is reasonable, and what younger martial brother said is also right.

Is virtue important or ability important?

Probably everyone who practices Taoism has this question.

Perhaps some people do not doubt, immediately choose their own heart of the answer.

Some people think that the purpose of cultivating Taoism is to have the ability to understand the world.

Some people also think that virtue is the most important thing. Cultivating one's morality is cultivating one's mind.

More people are hesitant, contradictory and difficult to choose between the two.

It's like the dispute between younger martial brothers and sisters.

In fact, when they have experienced more, they will understand that sometimes many things are not chosen by you, but often there are irresistible forces pushing you forward. No matter how much you think in advance, the decision you make at that time may not be a prior choice.

Linglong is impatient. If she wants to weigh the weight and argue with others, she certainly can't do it. For her, it's the easiest to draw a sword and fight a fight to determine whether it's right or wrong by winning or losing.

Younger martial brother Jiang is loyal and kind. He should think about whether he should do it or not. The two men's temperaments can be diametrically opposed.

However, it is clear that the two of them were adopted by the master on the same day. They grew up eating the same tea and receiving the same education.

Who would have thought that temperament would be so bad?

”OK, go back and change your clothes. I'll take you to see the city Lord's house.”

The three words of the city Lord's house shocked all the little buns. They didn't care to argue about each other. They all went to change their clothes.

Xiao'er has changed her face and cleaned her face again.

Mo Chen looked at his dress, nodded with satisfaction, took out a hat and put it on his head.

The hat is not too big or too small. It's soft and warm. As soon as the ropes on both sides were tightened, even the ears were protected.

Of course, they can't get in and out at will. They can only have a look at it from a distance.

Linglong is rather disappointed.

”Is that the city Lord's house?”

It doesn't look very magnificent.

That is to say, it is built in the middle of the mountain, and the location is high.

”The city Lord of Song Dynasty was not a person who was seeking luxury. In recent decades, the wife of Beifu city was flat. The city Lord of song never used his power to oppress others or seek more benefits for himself.”

So now Mo Chen feels sorry for Beifu city.

If the city Lord of Song Dynasty was more selfish and planned for himself, he would not have suffered a relapse at this time.

Li Fulin and the city Lord of Song Dynasty are old acquaintances. Their relationship is not so much intimate as that of a gentleman. There was a correspondence between the two men. The city Lord of Song Dynasty had decided to step down and take a long walk before the end of his life. He said in the letter that he had been detained by the title of the city Lord for so many years, and he failed to do what he wanted to do and where he wanted to go.

In fact, he is the Lord of the city. No one can control what he wants to do.

But he always felt that being a city Lord, he would be worthy of Beifu city.

Other people look at the city Lord's house has been sunset, feel that the song city Lord is crumbling, has been like a dog bereaved. Mo Chen is full of respect for the elder who only met once.

Master, many of them are like this. Others think that they are too pedantic, too incompetent, willing to mediocre, lack of ambition.

But the character and virtue of these people are really worthy of respect.

Now there are fewer and fewer people like this.

I don't know why, Ming Dynasty is more and more peaceful, but people's hearts are more and more scattered. Li Fulin often said that he was very moved. When you are in trouble, you should first think about what benefits you can get from it. No matter when you are in trouble, you should first think about preserving yourself. If you die, you will never die.

Xiaodong pulled his sleeve and asked softly, ”elder martial brother, the city lords before the city Lord of Song Dynasty, also live here?”

”Yes, the first lord of Beifu lived there.”

Looking down from the position of the city Lord's mansion, most of the Beifu city should have a panoramic view.

Mo Chen took them to the small part of the city. When it was getting dark, the lights were on in the city. The wind was blowing colder. The fog was deep and the frost was heavy. Xiaodong tightened his collar and sucked his nose.

There seems to be a smell.

Not only did he hear it, but Jiang Fan stood still and looked around.

”What's the smell? It's delicious. ”

Others said, ”like broth.”

”Beef soup?”

”Are you too hungry? Why didn't I hear it? ”

This aroma is blown by the wind, sometimes if not.

Mo Chen forward a point: ”there is a shop in front, should be there in the soup.”

Mo Chen leads younger martial brothers and sisters to the past. The shop was not big, and only one door was opened. Tall people had to lower their heads to enter.

The shop was clean with wooden tables and benches. A few of the middle-aged guests asked, ”a thin apron?”

Jiang Fan sniffed it again, and the aroma of the shop became more intense, which almost made the population flow down.”A bowl of soup for each person, what else do you sell here?”

”And pancakes.”

”Let's have another soup cake, then.”