July is a hot and vague season. It is like hiking into the Atlantic Ocean bottom. Everything is filled with water and its vision is distorted by heat waves. The fields are very similar to the Impressionist paintings of later generations. They are obviously unable to see clearly, but they feel very life-like.

The civil servants and nobles were finally able to take off their backs and smile at the well-dressed nobles and scholars who were well-dressed. They didn't even need to wear a bag of cloth. They put a big robe on their clothes, and they walked around with their legs. Looking at the clear and shiny people who liked people, they just stumbled in. After taking a lucky shower, they could catch two fat fish. The older girls were a little troublesome. If they wanted to take a bath, they had to look for the wind. Or they had to ask a dozen or more women who were good-looking in an open-air bath together. If there were too many people, they would be fat. When they met bad boys who were protruding their heads, the women would laugh and scold them. Raising their white arms was not a big deal. Such scenes were everywhere. They were simply the art painting of life two thousand years ago. They came from life and were higher than the false Taoism that was disguised as the crotch.

Bai Dong really wanted to take off his back, wear big shorts, tilt a palm fan, and sing out loud, "Domestic summer days are like fire, and the slums are so lively after work." What aristocrat? It's really a life. In such a hot weather, I have to wear a crown. I put on the floor and put on layers after layers. Even the cloth boots on my feet are of high and thick, like a young student on the stage. I really want to ask for help, but I saw Wei Yang wearing more or less dressed than him. The boots on my feet look like stilts. I opened my mouth, and finally I didn't say anything about complaining. I'm a nobleman, I'm shameless.

Looking at the Wei State carriage that was about to set off, Wei Yang seemed to be a little moved and looked at Bai Dong deeply and said, "Bai Zi, the teachings in the Liyang Palace have brought Wei much rewards. What a pity. When we parted today, we don't know when we will meet again. After drinking the wine in a glass, take care of each other, right?"

"You'd better not come to Qin..."

He was praying in his heart, and he still looked reluctant to leave. He waved his hand at the senior brother from afar. Seeing the carriage and horses gradually rising, he was still ready to persuade Wei Yang: "Weizi is a famous scholar of the Legal family. I heard a person from the Legal family said a few words, "It will be a little profit to the world, and it will not be a whole body. Everyone will not be able to take it. If everyone does not lose a little, everyone will be unfavorable to the world, then the world will be governed. Although he was too extreme, Dong thought that the person was truly compassionate with the people, and was still above Master Meng's idea of ​​"the people are noble". What do Wei Zi think?"

"Hahaha, if no one loses a single piece of money, the whole world will be selfish people, and everyone will be a villain who seeks profit! If a family does not become a family and a country does not serve as a country, how can the country be rich and strong? Yang Zhu's heart can be punished! He should be punished. If Wei Yang sees him, he will behead his head to warn the world!"

Hearing Bai Dong bringing out Yang Zhu's theory, Wei Yang sneered repeatedly, staring at his eyes, as if he saw a grudge. Bai Dong believed that if he saw Yang Zhu at this moment, he would definitely pounce on him and drink this person's blood, eat this person's flesh, and fight for his studies and opinions. This is how the enemy and the enemy are clear and irreconcilable!

No wonder Wei Yang was so excited. The idea of ​​"private property is sacred and inviolable" and "natural power" originated from the West. Although it has a certain advanced representation, it also has extreme points. Even Bai Dong, a lawyer from later generations, would not fully agree. The various schools of thought argued fiercely. Although there are attacks and mutual communication, there are also laws in Confucianism. Otherwise, how could Confucius kill Shao Zhengmao? The law also knows Taoism, and the empty king is inaction. Is it not the common goal pursued by the Legalists and Taoists, but the means are different. But Yang Zhu is a real rebel, named Legalists, but he is hated by the people of the Legalists, and Taoists will also despise him. Confucianism regards it as unbearable. Taishi Gong wrote "Records of the Grand Historian" and only introduced Yang Zhu in the simplest sentence, which shows how deeply he prejudiced him.

Bai Donghui mentioned Yang Zhu, but he saw that the Legalists represented by Guan Zhong and Wei Yang were too utilitarian, so he planned the world for the monarch and plundered the people's strength. Although he put national interests first, it was especially in ruthlessness. Yang Zhu's theory should be able to complement yin and yang, so that this great student would not become a "ruthless official" in the future. Now it seems that he is thinking too much. Wei Yang can accept that he proposed some later civil law ideas, but he can never accept Yang Zhu's theory. Then he heard his words and his eyes turned red!

"The old friend is going east, why bother arguing? Goodbye Wei Zi, I gave you a message when you are leaving, but I am afraid you don't like to listen?"

"Since you are an old friend, why don't you worry about it? Bai Zi, please tell me clearly."

"What do those who study the Fa need to be most careful about? Can Wei Zi know?"

"Yang doesn't know, so please give Bai Zi advice."

"What those who study the Fa are most afraid of is to provoke the world's anger and then commit suicide! Wei Zi, get in the car, Dong bids farewell..." Whether Wei Yang could hear his implicit meaning depends on how much understanding he has. If he insisted on being a person who commits himself, his friend would probably not be able to do it. He wants to protect the ideas in his heart, so why is Bai Dong the same?

"The way of doing it will perish, and the way of doing it will perish...Yang will definitely consider Bai Zi's words carefully. Goodbye, I hope to meet you and I will still be friends in the future."

"Hope, I hope I can still be friends." Looking at Wei Yang's back striding with meteors, Bai Dong sighed in his heart, can you really be friends when you meet again in the future?

Ying Lian's body was getting worse day by day. After a while, the old face was red and panting like a cow. He had to set up a cool roe for a while and drink a few bowls of hot tea before talking. Seeing Bai Dong coming, Ying Lian waved his hand and called him in front of him: "Boy, what did you say to Wei Yang?"

It is one thing to send off Gongshuzhuo with a national gift. Bai Dong and Wei Yang said goodbye, but it was because of personal friendship. Even the king was not convenient to listen. Seeing that the two had been talking for so long, Wei Yang would not be able to catch up with her husband's car after a while. Ying Lian was very curious. Li Jiang poured a bowl of rose tea for her husband and looked at Bai Dong with a smile. Wei Yang seemed very excited just now, and she also wanted to know what the two said.

"Isn't it that 'Wenhua Supermarket' in my subordinate? Wei Yang was very curious and chatted a few more..."

"Is it for this? Well...not to mention Wei Yang, even I am extremely curious. I heard that Old Gan Long tried your ink and liked it like crazy. Now his writing shelf is filled with fragrant ink produced by your family. Gan Sheng is the only son of the Gan family. It is said that he also went to Bashu for you and also to Yueguo, just looking for bamboo suitable for making pens? I saw the ink of the Bai family. It is indeed a good thing. I guess the pens you made are not much different, but you connect to the sixteen shops just to sell ink? Boy, no matter how good the ink is, it is not as long as the engraved text. How many people do you think will buy it? I guess you will lose money in this business?"

"Your words are probably bad. When did you see this kid doing something unsure? According to my wife, this kid must have a backup plan and will probably make a big profit. Boy, I have something to discuss with you. Your capital is about the same. My wife can fund you, but I need to share your income. Wouldn't you refuse?"

Do you just have to force your stock? Mrs. Guo is indeed a smart person, but she is afraid that you will not invest. The shield of the Gan family is not strong enough. If you include this side of the king, then there will be no worries.

Bai Dong smiled and said, "Mrs. I'm sure I'll tell you that my subordinates are going to make a big profit this time. My subordinates are loyal ministers. The king and his wife have to share some profits. So what else can I say? No need for the wife to pay a copper coin. Just nod, if you make a profit in the future, how about 20% of you?"

"Will you be so good?"
Chapter completed!