"...Mencius said: If you are not able to nurture the middle, you will not be able to nourish the talented. Therefore, people like to have virtuous fathers and brothers. If the middle is not good, the middle is not good, and the talents are not good, then the virtuous and the unworthy will be separated, and there can be no difference between them...
"A teenage boy put his hands behind his back and looked at the sky as he recited in a serious manner, "People have to do something, and then they can... they can..."
He frowned and thought hard for a while, then lowered his head and looked pitifully at Mrs. Dong who was standing aside. He saw that his mother's hand holding the needle and thread was motionless, and her expression was also lost in thought. After waiting for a while and seeing no movement, he said carefully: "Mother,
I’ve finished memorizing it.”
Mrs. Dong seemed to have just come to her senses, but she put down her clothes and needlework angrily and said, "Stretch out your hands."
"Mom..." The boy looked painful.
Mrs. Dong said seriously: "As a man, you should be a man from now on. A man is not afraid of doing bad things, but he is afraid that he does not even have the courage to take responsibility. Do you understand why I hit you?"
"Yes." The boy gritted his teeth and stretched out his palm. After a while, he remembered the crisp sound of "papa". The boy's thin body really looked too pitiful under this battle. He soon burst into tears.
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Only then did Ms. Dong realize that she had been hit hard, and she started to feel sad, with a sore nose. But she did not coax the child, and said, "Go out and play for a while, get some air, and then memorize the whole article." Even so, she said.
, his tone was still stern.
The child stopped crying as soon as he heard it, and his clear eyes were immediately attracted by the scenery of flowers, plants, insects and birds in early summer outside the door. It is always easy to be happy when you are young.
But Mrs. Dong was so upset that she couldn't let go all day long.
I suddenly heard about Zhang Ning's visit last night, so I wrote that note on impulse. It really lacked careful consideration, and I regret it now.
She wrote a paper asking to meet Zhang Ning, only saying that she had something to say... What did she say, why did she want to meet with him? Now even she is confused. Maybe it was because she fell into a feeling of loss and couldn't extricate herself. She is alive now
My only sustenance is my child Yu Mian, and yesterday when I was depressed and depressed, even Yu Mian ignored me. I felt that my life had no meaning and was a useless person like a walking zombie; without fun, without any expectations,
There was no one to talk to, and she felt numb day after day... At that time, she only had a simple idea, she wanted to find someone to really talk to, and she wanted to have some expectations. She agreed to meet tomorrow, and she really had some inexplicable expectations at the beginning.
But this expectation soon turned into worry. Because after she wrote about the appointment, she was afraid that Zhang Ning would ignore it, so she added a threat: She would regret the appointment... Maybe because she was always ignored by others and was used to being ignored.
I just ignored it and said that subconsciously.
Then she gradually straightened out the front and back joints: The King of Xiang is also a powerful person in a separatist area. This kind of person is very jealous and wary. Once he is threatened, he may be wary and take a preemptive strike to eliminate the hidden danger. How to eliminate it?
He must be on guard against the danger that Yu Qian brought to him after the incident; or if he was more sophisticated, he could simply get rid of Yu Qian at the right time and leave no further trouble at all.
The consequences are very serious, ranging from dragging down her husband to affecting Yu Qian's official career here. He had recently heard that he might be the governor of Jiangxi and the opportunity was probably lost. How could the King of Xiang hand over the military and political power of the border area to a person who could change at any time?
If it is in the hands of someone else, it will bring disaster to the husband and put his life in danger... If such consequences occur, Mrs. Dong cannot dare to imagine her own end. First of all, her conscience will not be able to live with it.
After thinking about it like this, she occasionally comforted herself that maybe things were not that bad. Who knows?
Are all people in the world prone to worry, or are only women so timid?
She was uneasy and extremely worried, but also seemed to have a little expectation and hope, just thinking that tomorrow would come soon. In this feeling of living like a year, she always paid attention to the sun in the sky, until she looked forward to it setting.
.I can finally sleep. Although I still have a whole night, I fall asleep very quickly.
Unexpectedly, it was difficult to sleep.
My husband was still reading various books in the study room until late at night as usual. I remember that he studied hard in his hometown before he failed to win the Jinshi. When he was studying hard, he was not as busy as he is now. Perhaps he had already lost his expectations and expectations for Dong's body.
Just feel it. When her husband returned to the room to rest, Mrs. Dong clearly judged through her voice how he took off his belt, undressed, and what posture he used to get into bed, but she pretended to be asleep and knew nothing... Indeed, she herself had no expectations.
, even if there was occasional intimacy, she could imagine the boring and unchanging process and ending from the beginning.
I don’t know why life can be so boring. I obviously have everything that the world envies, a good husband, a decent status, and a relatively satisfactory son, but I always feel that something is missing, like a painted dragon missing a pair of eyes.
. Dong thought: Maybe he was too inadequate and did not realize the hardships of the world.
...The agreed place was a jewelry store. Why did Ms. Dong choose this place? For one thing, she felt safe in a place she knew well. She had been to this store several times, but she never went to restaurants or restaurants.
Second, she has always been low-key and secretive when she came here, and she didn't want Yu Qian to know. Yu Qian believed that as a scholar-official, he should always pay attention to moderation and not develop extravagant habits that would lead to a decline in self-cultivation, so he attached great importance to frugality. If she was known
If you are interested in such flashy pearls and jade, you will definitely be lectured. However, women are inevitably attracted to such gorgeous things, and Mr. Dong is no exception, so he occasionally visits secretly and buys one or two small things.
Because she was anxious, Mrs. Dong went out early, sent her maid to wait elsewhere, and went to the shop alone. She wore a curtain hat on her head and a gauze cover in front, so she didn't show her face. When she approached the shop, the shopkeeper recognized people.
With sharp eyes, he saw that although this woman was elegantly and concisely dressed, her manners were decent and generous. She must not be an ordinary woman. At least she was a guest with purchasing power, so she immediately came to greet her personally.
Ms. Dong said softly: "I want to choose a piece of jewelry. I brought my master here to help with the details, but he has gone back to get the tools and has to wait. Please arrange a quiet room so that we can take a closer look."
When the shopkeeper heard this, he felt that he had met a big buyer. Those rich and wealthy people were very picky when buying this kind of soft goods. Many of them had bargained several times before deciding to buy. After all, people with money are stupid, and it doesn’t matter what they see.
It's really rare to find a good person who pays for good or bad things.
"Our store is in this business, and we have all kinds of utensils..." the shopkeeper said hurriedly, "That's fine, I'll ask someone to prepare a place. You go to the inner room first and have a look to see if there's anything you like.
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Mrs. Dong nodded lightly in agreement and followed in. Most of the goods in the hall facing the street were ordinary things. After passing through the hall, the quality of the things inside became much better, and they were mainly gems and jade. The right way is that gold is valuable and jade is priceless.
.Ms. Dong didn’t plan to buy anything. To be honest, she was more willing to buy the gold and silver items in the hall. She felt that gold and silver jewelry could not only be played with, but could also be cashed in at a clear price when she was in distress. It was more practical than pearls and jade.
Of course she won't show her intention not to buy at all, otherwise people won't bother to talk to you.
It's just that she was really not in the mood to look at these things today, and she was still worrying about things in her heart. So she looked absent-minded while looking around. The shopkeeper noticed it, and said: "If Madam doesn't like the things here, I'll take them."
How about you take a look at something?"
"Okay." Mrs. Dong replied casually, looking back outside as she spoke.
At this moment, the old man opened the lock and took out a box from the cabinet. When Mrs. Dong heard him say, "Ma'am, please take a look," she looked back inadvertently. Unexpectedly, she felt fondness in her heart. She saw that
It is a string of light purple beads, padded with white silk. It is not as bright as pearls, but it has a low-key luster. It is noble in purple and as chic as big grapes. The best thing is the one above.
Natural color texture, ethereal feeling like a dream.
Mrs. Dong couldn't help but reach out and pick up a bead. It looked smooth but was slightly rough to the touch.
The old man said: "The material is purple agate, and sincerity is the most important thing in business. The price is eight hundred taels, and we don't accept any cash. Since my wife is an expert, she may think that it is too expensive based on the weight of this string of agate, but
It has its own merits of being rare. It is not produced in China, so it is very difficult to obtain. The color is grape color, so it is the best of its kind. Moreover, the best quality is bright and fresh, without any stuffiness. The most difficult thing is to choose.
After careful carving, dozens of almost flawless beads of the same size appear to be exactly the same at first glance, but after careful play, they are all different and wonderful, and they will not become greasy after looking at them for a long time. This thing has its own auspiciousness and contains water. If you wear it
It has various benefits for you..."
Mrs. Dong also thought it was strange and good, but it was just a stone after all, and it was impossible to buy such a thing for eight hundred taels. There were so many things she liked in the world, and she was prone to obsession when she was young, but now she is much calmer.
After a while, Zhang Ning was seen walking through the hall. Mrs. Dong deliberately raised her voice and said, "Our master is here. Is the room ready?"
The shopkeeper looked back and was a little surprised. He originally thought that the connoisseur was an older man, but unexpectedly he was so young and impressive. The old man couldn't help but look at the man and woman with a slightly ambiguous look.
When Zhang Ning came over, Mr. Dong turned away and pretended to look at the string of beads. His face turned slightly red but he ignored it. He didn't care about chatting nonsense in front of others and couldn't help but said: "Why are you in a place like this?"
After what he said, Mrs. Dong also felt that there was something wrong with hastily agreeing on a place, but she just couldn't think of a more familiar place where it was not easy to see acquaintances. She thought for a moment, put down the beads in her hand, and walked out without saying a word.
gone.
Zhang Ning did not catch up immediately, but deliberately waited for a while, turned around and looked at each other with the old shopkeeper, and then took a look at the jewelry on the table.