Zhao Qianer's originally big peach blossom eyes were even wider now, staring intently at the flirtatious couple in front of her.
I saw that the lady's mouth, which had just been eaten by someone but had been eaten by someone, was slightly open, as if she had forgotten to close it for a moment.
Her cherry-like red lips were moist and pouty, and they seemed to be redder and tenderer than before without applying rouge. She didn't know how Brother Rong'er had bullied and ravaged her just now.
The young lady's chest was rising and falling, and she was panting gently and blowing out the fragrant air to replenish the air she had just lost. She still hadn't recovered for a while.
But at this moment, facing Brother Rong'er's request for 'one more', and a crystal grape that was already close to the corner of her lips, a hint of shyness suddenly appeared on the young lady's pretty face.
She pretended to be fierce, cut her eyes at Brother Rong'er who was winking, and then turned away with her red cheeks.
Brother Rong'er leaned into the young lady's ear again and whispered something that Zhao Qian'er couldn't hear clearly. He didn't know what the bastard words were that made the woman ashamed. For a moment, the young lady pinched him and pushed him. If
If it wasn't for being under the roof, I couldn't free my feet, so the lady would probably kick Brother Rong'er...
Zhao Qian'er watched eagerly from the side as the young lady and Rong'er brother fed each other grapes and flirted with each other as if no one else was watching. One second they were pushing each other, but the next second they were hugging each other and making love to each other.
She puffed her mouth slightly, and there were still grape seeds left between her lips and teeth.
"Uh-huh, Rong-bu-guo~"
Zhao Qian'er imitated the young lady's behavior just now, pouted her lips in a decent manner, and came close to Brother Rong'er. After mumbling something unclearly, she looked at him with her eyes.
She also wants...to spit out grape seeds.
Brother Rong'er, hurry up and pick him up!
Zhao Rong, who was smiling and talking in his wife's ear, was stunned and turned around.
He lowered his head and looked at his left hand, thought for a moment, quickly hid the 'Qingjun Trap' in his sleeve, and gave the dark-faced little girl a serious warning.
"Don't throw up everywhere."
Zhao Qian'er: "......"
She suddenly felt that the tender grapes in her mouth, which had been sweet not long ago, were no longer sweet.
Don’t eat it, these stinky grapes are so sour, bah bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah...
The little girl bit her silver teeth into pieces and spat out the grape seeds in her mouth.
But immediately, she buried her head in her hands and hugged her knees, trembling, and she was so angry that she was... afraid.
Zhao Qianer's little nose was lifted up, her peach blossom eyes were slightly red at the corners, and she looked charming and charming.
She raised her little head and glanced at the bright moon, which was also lonely in the sky.
At a certain moment, Zhao Qianer realized it.
Life is like a grape with thousands of flavors, you never know what flavor will pop out when you bite it...
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The fun is theirs, I have nothing...
Human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same, I just think they are noisy...
The little girl had a profound enlightenment, her thoughts suddenly became profound, her realm of life was sublimated, and she felt that she was one step closer to the great road.
The big pig's hooves will only affect the speed of her drawing the sword.
Huh, Miss Stinky, Brother Stinky Rong'er, just wait for me. When this girl realizes the truth and becomes the Seventh Level Sword Immortal of Freedom, she will use... I will use my natal flying sword that turns emptiness into reality to peel off the grape skins and pick up the grape seeds.
You can catch grape seeds with your hands or your mouth, but that's it. Brother Rong'er, please crawl for me, okay?
Zhao Qianer turned around, her back facing a young couple.
The little girl had a sullen face, her chin resting on her hand, and she hummed and thought for a while. She would nod her head from time to time, secretly rehearsing something with a proud look on her face.
For example, in the future, Brother Rong'er begged to pick grape seeds for her, but she raised her chin with a cold face and ignored him for three breaths before reluctantly nodding, opening her mouth slightly arrogantly, and then Brother Rong'er said
Feeding her grapes consciously is even worse than treating a young lady...
Just like that, Zhao Qian'er thought sweetly for a while. At this moment, she heard Brother Rong'er behind her seeming to be chatting with the young lady about the serious topic before.
Zhao Qian'er, whose ideological level has soared, hummed and shook his head, with a look of indifference on his face.
But...after a few breaths, the little girl's ears quietly perked up.
Hmm, just listen to one sentence to see if it says something bad about her, and if so, write it down in the notebook, hum.
Zhao Lingfei raised her head, and a strand of black hair stuck to the left corner of her red lips. The blush on her pretty face that had been red earlier had faded away, leaving only a faint pink color on her fair skin.
She looked at her husband's face, pursed her red lips, and raised her dark eyebrows, trying to scare him with a straight face, but after several attempts, she couldn't keep her expression straight, and when she finally spoke, her voice was soft and weak, endearing.
"Hot." Zhao Lingfei twisted in Zhao Rong's arms and bit her lip.
When Zhao Rong heard this, he immediately let go of his troublemaking hand on his wife and raised his hand to fan her, "Okay."
Zhao Lingfei bit her lip and looked at Zhao Rong, who liked to bully her and loved her so much. She shook her temples helplessly, "Why are you still acting like a child?"
Zhao Rong frowned and said seriously: "Madam, you like children? Then let's get a few more."
Zhao Lingfei raised her bare hands and pinched his nose in shame, "Don't talk."
Zhao Rong shut up and blinked.
Zhao Lingfei tilted her head slightly, pinched her husband's nose and waved it. Seeing him shaking his head in confusion, she smiled sweetly.
Zhao Rong looked at her with a smile.
Zhao Lingfei leaned on Zhao Rong's arms and reached out to take the grapes from him.
With soft bare hands, she picked up one and peeled it off with her fingers.
Not long after, Zhao Lingfei gently handed a plump and clean grape to his mouth, and then, as if predicting, after Zhao Rong opened his mouth, she threw in the grape, and her two slender onion fingers quickly shrank into her arms.
Zhao Rong's bad intention of letting her 'eat' her jade finger came to nothing.
The corners of Zhao Lingfei's mouth curled up slightly and she gave him a blank look.
Autumn eyes become more and more charming.
But when Zhao Rong looked helpless, she opened her red lips lightly, put the two onion fingers that were stained with grape juice and escaped Zhao Rong's mouth into her mouth, and gently sipped them without disgust.
Gen Chongzhi continued to peel grapes for her husband.
Zhao Rong couldn't help laughing, Qingjun was still the same as when he was a child.
At that time, he liked to bully Qingjun and Qian'er. Every time he picked the grapes they liked to eat, he would just ask Qingjun and Qian'er to peel the grapes for him instead of letting them eat them.
So, in order to satisfy his craving and quench his thirst, Qingjun learned to lick his fingers and gradually developed a habit.
At this time, Zhao Lingfei handed another crystal grape to Zhao Rong's mouth. At the same time, her other plain hand was slightly bent and brought to his lips to catch the grape seeds for him.
At the same time, she raised her eyes, stared at Zhao Rong and said:
"Husband, I understand what you just said, but there are some things that Mr. Tao said that I can't understand. Why did he talk about saints like that? What does it mean that saints are immortal and there are more thieves?"
Zhao Rong ate the grapes on his lips and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this. He first followed the old rules and praised Qing Jun.
"My wife is very perceptive. I only need to explain it once and I will understand. As for the following question."
His expression gradually became serious, "I'm just telling you my understanding and giving it to my wife as a reference. You don't have to believe me completely."
Zhao Lingfei nodded, shook her head again, and said nothing.
"As long as the saints die, there will be more thieves..."
Zhao Rong chuckled and muttered, pondering for a moment.
"I just told you that Taoists believe that morality should be equal. All people in the world have equal morals. There is no difference between them, because differences are the source of contradictions."
He paused.
"So as long as the saints die, the thieves will continue. Because once a morally superior saint appears, thieves who steal the saint's position will follow!"
"It's like a bright light in a dark room. You think it can illuminate the darkness, but you don't know that it is the appearance of light that creates darkness. On the contrary, if there is no bright light, the dark room will be in chaos. Where can there be differences and disputes?
"
Zhao Rong raised his head and looked up at the lonely bright moon in the sky. In the darkness, the bright moon hung high and its silvery glow filled the earth, becoming the most eye-catching thing in the dark night.
It's just that over the past tens of millions of years, many living beings have had in their hearts the ambition and pride of embracing the bright moon for nine days, whether good or evil.
Who doesn’t want to be the bright moon, hanging high above the heads of all living beings?
"Qingjun, remember, once the originally beautiful morality is vigorously promoted, most of the people who are mobilized are not good people. As a Confucian scholar, I do not deny this."
"It's just like the context of your defense today. It is precisely because the world lacks morality in the first place that we Confucian scholars redouble our efforts to promote morality and do something."
"Taoists are opposed to differences, but we Confucian saints are just the opposite. We subdivide "Tao" into morality, benevolence, righteousness, and etiquette, and vigorously promote them, which leads to differences."
Zhao Rong suddenly looked at Qingjun and said in a deep voice:
"So Taoists believe that it is our Confucians who have confused the minds of the world. Education and etiquette, in their mouths, have become the head of the chaos."
He paused, sat upright, glanced at Qingjun, who was listening attentively, and Qian'er, who was eavesdropping with his head tilted to one side, and sighed softly.
"This is also why Taoism talks about 'inaction' and opposes the 'doing' of other schools of thought."
"The saints made bronze and iron tools to cultivate the land, and the thieves used bronze and iron tools to make swords and fight for the world."
“The sage kindled fire to help the people, but the thieves burned the city with fire, broke down the houses, burned, killed and looted.”
"The sage established morality, benevolence, justice, and etiquette to restrain the people, but the thieves stole the morality, benevolence, righteousness, and etiquette, and used the sage's method to enslave the people. Even the sage's wisdom was coveted, and he even stole the sage's position to rule the world."
Zhao Lingfei suddenly said: "So today in the bamboo forest, Mr. Tao said that if you do more, you will make more mistakes?"
She raised her head, her autumn eyes slightly closed, staring at the bright moon with her painted eyes, and murmured:
"According to this, if the Xuanhuang people formulate the "Xuan Emperor Law", there may be thieves who 'steal' the "Xuan Emperor Law";
"If you build the Taizong of the human race, there may be thieves who 'steal' the Taizong of the human race;"
"If you canonize a human electorate, there may be thieves who 'steal' the electorate position;"
"If Xuanding is cast in Jiuzhou, thieves may 'steal' it...even in the end..."
Concubine Zhao Ling frowned, "The position of the Great Emperor may be stolen by a thief!"
When this heavy topic was suddenly mentioned, the air seemed to freeze for a while.
Zhao Rong was noncommittal and kept silent.
For some reason, he suddenly thought of the unofficial history of a small country called Nankang that he had borrowed from the library.
After that book, Zhao Rong often went to the library to borrow books, most of which were official and unofficial histories of the Yamashita Dynasty.
In addition to reading history wisely and appreciating the customs and customs of various countries, he also saw some other 'things'.
Sometimes, Zhao Rong would light up a lamp and read at night, flipping through history books. The more he read, the more silent he became.
The window was closed, but he shuddered.
Zhao Rong then opened the book and took a closer look, searching again and again, and finally read two words between the lines.
Thief.
This Wangquezhou has hundreds of dynasties and thousands of years of history, and there have been endless robbers.
Those who steal the hook will be punished, and those who steal the country will be martyred.
Even those who compiled these history books were themselves thieves who stole the country!
However, Zhao Rong is now half a mountain man, sitting alone in a corner of a Confucian academy.
These things down the mountain seemed far away from him, and he could only glimpse them through the withered yellow leaves.
Life in Duyou City passes very slowly.
In Zhao Rong's current life, apart from studying in the academy, he spends time with his wife and Qian'er in front of him.
As for the possible big thieves on the mountain that the lady talked about, they seemed to be even more distant than the big thieves in the secular world down the mountain.
Zhao Rong did not answer his wife's question, but shook his head and continued:
"As long as a saint does not die, thieves will continue. What is really being criticized is not the saint, the saint is not bad, and the saint's method is not bad, but the evil things done by evil people using the saint's method. It is not the saint who deserves death, but the thief, but
As long as the sage's law exists, it will inevitably be used by evil people."
"Qingjun, we orthodox Confucians are actually very clear about this paradox."
Concubine Zhao Ling couldn't help but ask: "Since the Taoists brought it up first, do they have any way to deal with it?"
Zhao Rong nodded: "Fellow Tao Tao has said today that since the 'gap' caused the chaos, then the 'gap' should be covered up."
"Returning to the ancient times, abandoning the sage and wisdom, discarding the skillful and advantageous, not enlightening the sage and wisdom, and making the people ignorant. This way, the thieves will have nothing to steal, and the thieves will be in vain. If the thieves stop, the world will be peaceful."
Zhao Lingfei suddenly remembered what Zhao Rong said when he walked into the bamboo forest clearing during the day.
A piece of peach land, two villages are adjacent to each other, chickens and dogs hear each other, and the people will not interact with each other until they grow old and die. Two villages are adjacent, chickens and dogs hear each other, and the people will not interact with each other until they grow old and die.
This was probably a simple world where there were no saints or thieves in Tao Yuanran's mouth, right?
only……
Zhao Lingfei slowly shook her head, "How is it possible to go back?"
She glanced at her husband and said with emotion: "So my husband said in the daytime that the world has become wise, chaos is dead, and simplicity can never return?"
Zhao Rong nodded.
The air became quiet for a while.
Zhao Rong felt that the topic was a bit confusing, and suddenly asked: "By the way, Qingjun, there is another point here. Do you think human nature is inherently good or evil?"
Zhao Lingfei was silent for a while, staring at the man in front of her.
"I don't know the inherent good and evil of human nature. But I think that as long as there is sunshine, human nature is good, just like flowers and trees facing the sun. As long as there is the sun, they will grow towards it, and the sages are the sun... Brother Rong'er