"I'm Gao Hanwen, can I come in?" Gao Hanwen stood at the door of Zhu Shuoyu's dormitory. He waited for a quarter of an hour, but when there was no sound, he coughed a few times before asking.
"Teacher, please come in"
Hearing these words, Gao Hanwen knew that he would not die. All that's left is how to find the steps.
"Why do you have to shave yourself? You haven't been exposed to the new school for long, but you are still familiar with it. Why do you need to shave yourself?"
Good guy Gao Hanwen came in and saw a shiny bald head, and almost He didn't recognize his students.
"Teacher, why is this happening? Why is this happening?"
Zhu Shuoji threw himself in front of Gao Hanwen regardless, lay on the teacher's chest and cried.
Gao Hanwen hooked his hind legs and closed the door.
"Teacher, did I kill Zhenniang? Did I kill her?"
"Cry. Individuals are always powerless in the general environment. This is not It’s not your fault, nor is it your in-laws’ fault. It’s just a pity that those people in the weaving bureau have been fired by Eunuch Gao.”
As soon as Gao Hanwen mentioned the pancake lady, Zhu Shuoji cried even more sadly. .
"Teacher, tell me, what is this? Why is the student so heartbroken? Not only Zhenniang, but also the student and Zhenniang's child are gone. The student has no hope in this life."
"Cry, cry. This is love. An emotion that has never appeared in the order of king, parent and teacher in the world of Confucianism. There is lust but no love. Something that Confucianism desperately denies. But it has been found in your royal family of the Ming Dynasty. There was Empress Ma of Taizu, Empress Chengzu, Empress Qian of Emperor Yingzong, Concubine Wan of Emperor Xianzong, and Empress Zhang of Emperor Xiaozong.”
“It’s not like the whole world is against you. , but everyone is bound by Neo-Confucianism, only the former emperors have the power to resist a little. Even so, aren't there all kinds of gossip about wild food notes? Not to mention you, a vassal prince, and by extension, every Ming Dynasty scholar. Ordinary people. No one is free."
"Really, teacher, can we see the day of change? When I told Qinhuan about my pain, he not only didn't understand, but also said something about me. Don’t live up to your majesty’s strategy of reforming the clan. Even a fellow clan member is so cruel. Do other people really know about love and need love?”
“That boy is just saying that because he is older than you. It's just a matter of how young you are. In the past, you were confined to one city and one place, and your parents ordered you to marry a matchmaker. Nowadays, you are busy and busy, and after a long time, you will naturally get better. When he meets his love, it will be time for him to admit his mistakes. "
"There is love when you are running around." Zhu Shuoyu felt that his brain was suddenly shut down.
"Love can only come from extensive face-to-face communication instead of running around. With the increase of weaving workshops in various places, there will be more and more love. When the time comes, love will not be alone, but will have neighbors. This is the only way to change this "When the world is in chaos."
"Teacher, your new learning is not for love, right?" Zhu ShuoThis new type of reasonable comfort made me forget to be sad.
"A poet Pei once said that life is precious and love is more valuable. If it is for freedom, both can be thrown away. Love is just one of the many beautiful flowers on the basis of freedom. But there is no Freedom, all emotions are imposed by external disciplines, rather than voluntarily coming from the heart."
"The sincere emotions in the heart are the most moving, and this is the foundation of what makes a person human. Isn’t it sad to live in the network of other people’s discipline and social relationships?”
“So, Zhenniang’s death is sad, but Zhenniang dared to fight, loved and hated, and was willing to help others. , but sincere. Although she is dead, we remember her more than most people. But although many people are alive, they are like the substitutes of their predecessors, living in the shadow of the dead all their lives. , will never have its own emotions, just like being dead."
"It seems that a poet named Lu said that some people are alive, and some people are dead. , but he is still alive. So, do you still want to escape into Buddhism?" Please remember to collect the latest and fastest non-anti-theft free reading