Li Xinyi said: "What is a good official? The highest realm of being an official is in line with the realm of my Taoism, which is to govern by doing nothing! The more mediocre and inactive people are, the easier it is for people who do nothing to secure their positions, and the easier it is for them to become high officials."

Zhang Yang couldn't help laughing. This old Taoist priest was really funny. As a Taoist disciple, he actually used this fallacy to explain the true meaning of governing by doing nothing. Zhang Yang said: "The true meaning of governing by doing nothing is doing nothing: following the laws of nature.

Do not act rashly; governance means governing. If you do not act rashly, the world will be governed. This is originally a criterion that restricts personal behavior."

When Li Xinyi heard Zhang Yang's words, his eyes showed some admiration. He didn't expect that this boy would have such an opinion at such a young age. No wonder the old man Chen Chongshan admired him so much and was about to argue with Zhang Yang.

After a few words, Li Xinyi frowned when he saw an old man and a young child coming in from the door, 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 saw that the grandfather and grandson he had just met on the way up the mountain had also arrived at Zixia Temple. Seeing the old man walking steadily and calmly, he had already guessed that this was the case.

In all likelihood, the old man also has martial arts skills, otherwise he would not be able to climb Qingyun Peak on foot at his age.

The old man happily greeted Zhang Yang, and his eyes also fell on the stone tablet inscribed with the title of "Easy to be an official." He looked carefully and concluded that these words were not written by Li Hongzhang himself, and couldn't help laughing: "

The easiest thing is to be an official, and I don’t think Li Hongzhang’s official performance was very good. If he had been a good official, how could the late Qing Dynasty have fallen to that point?"

Du Yufeng finally found a chance to interject: "Old man, you should blame that old lady Cixi for that matter. Didn't you say that she spent all the military expenses of the Beiyang Navy on gardening?"

The old man sighed and said: "In all the dynasties of China, the word corruption has never disappeared from the political arena. It is due to human nature!"

Du Yufeng said: "Actually, it's okay for officials to be a little corrupt. What we fear most are those who are corrupt and don't do anything for the people."

Zhao Xinwei helped his sister out and said with a smile: "Dude, let's not discuss political affairs when we are out."

Seeing that it was already noon, Zhao Xinwei was worried that his sister was hungry, so he invited the two of them to choose a place to eat outside the Taoist temple. Zhao Xinhong brought some egg pancakes and gave them to Zhang Yang and Du Yufeng, and asked Zhao Xinwei to give two to the old man.

In the past, courtesy was reciprocated. Someone had just given her a bottle of water, so she had to express it no matter what.

The old man was very kind and joined them together while eating pancakes. On the contrary, his granddaughter seemed to be reclusive and walked to the sea viewing platform alone to enjoy the scenery.

While chatting with several people, the topic came to An Dabeard's body. It was the old man who took the initiative to bring it up. When he went to Qingyun Bamboo Sea, he visited Heifeng Village where the horse thieves were entrenched in the past. He sighed: "Qingyun

There are really a lot of tourism resources in Feng, but they just lack development. If they are developed and become famous, they will definitely bring a lot of tourism income to Chunyang."

Du Yufeng said: "Not only Qingyun Peak, there are countless large and small scenery in the entire Qingtai Mountain. It's just a pity that people don't know it. It's a pity!" This guy actually pulled out a poem in a refined manner, but it was a pity that it was not in tune.

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

The old man smiled and said: "My surname is Li, and I am a retired employee of the Chunyang Cultural Bureau. No, I am trying to collect some materials to write a novel about the horse bandit An with a big beard."

"Writer!" Du Yufeng exclaimed with wide eyes.

The old man said cheerfully: "I'm not much of a writer. I have published a few newspaper articles. This is my first time trying this kind of tome. It's a pity that there aren't many relics left in Heifeng Village.

Already."

Zhang Yang suddenly remembered something: "Old man, have you been to An Dabeard's tomb?"

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