Chapter 978: : Do not ask about future

How should people live
How should he die?
Everyone has more or less explored the meaning of this life.
But every civilization, every class, and then subdivided into everyone, they have different meanings and understandings of this life.
There is a servant who lives to be God, thinking of returning to heaven after death.
Someone is trying to live forever, the body is immortal.
Someone yearned for wealth, willing to be buried under the golden coffin.
However, there is a group of people who adore their ancestors.
They recorded the deeds of their ancestors one by one, and passed on from generation to generation, so this became ‘history’ and became ‘learning’.
Every character in ‘History’ has become a ‘holy’ and a ‘sage’.
The so-called study is essentially the study of saints.
They praised the way of the sage as the loftiest knowledge in the world.
Unfortunately, this has created countless gangsters.
It shouldn't be like this. Only the pedantic people learn to learn, and then make the knowledge corrupt.
But in this knowledge, there is an ultimate code hidden. Since the scholars began to learn the three-character classics and the thousand-character classics, they have been imprinted in the bones of every student. .
Maybe many people
Has forgotten the childhood, people respect the sage.
Or the interest is in the heart, in the process of chasing the fame and fortune, gradually forgetting the deeds of those heroes and Confucians, but the depth of the heart, from the three emperors and the five emperors, to Zhou Gong, to Kong Meng, to Dou Yujun, to Ban Chao , Zhang Qian, Zhizu Ti, constant temperature, Xie An, and even the deeds of Taizu Gao Emperor, but they will be awakened at any time.
Well, if you want to answer this question, for Confucians, they are probably the ones who are born to be virtuous and death to be holy.
Enjoy the world, make great achievements, and build a great cause as a virtue.
Knowledge of all ages, preaching the sacred theory, and proclaiming the quartet as sacred.
This is the bone, the same thing.
Is the ultimate goal pursued by all scholars, if it can be born for this, hurry! If you can die because of this, there will be no regrets!
Under this ultimate goal, whether it is Neo-Confucianism or Neo-Confucianism, there is no difference in their essence. The only difference between them is that they have different paths towards the goal.
The way of Confucius and Mencius was originally the way of sainthood, but someone was halfway through, he had wiped out his own ambitions, and he was gradually reduced to mediocrity, and he has slowly become a slave to the dogs and horses.
Drops of tears flowed down the corner of Liu Jie's eyes. He hid on the sofa like a child, sobbing and crying.
The journal in his hand has been soaked in tears.
In this periodical, those words seemed to be flogging his heart, calling them again and again in his ears: "Do you still remember the pure yourself and the boy who vowed to be a master? "
He is no longer a teenager.
He has reached the age of standing.
He is like a young man at this moment, unable to contain his silent cry.
Take a look at yourself now, bury yourself in the case, copy and write, and complacent for becoming a Hanlin; Ping Bu Qingyun, thinking that she has surpassed all her peers, has a promising future; she was still studying in the school The fencing and riding and shooting methods are now becoming more and more sparse due to the busyness of official duties; daily thoughts are human contacts and intrigues in the sea; Zhang Yishi is thinking of an unfinished article, What a beautiful ending; when closing his eyes, thinking about the length of his wife's nagging house.
But ... what was your original ambition?
Now, the resurrection of the meat, where is there still
Tightly closed his eyes and could not contain the tears.
So Liu Jie clenched his fists and finally tore the journal to pieces.
Liu Fu ...... Arrived.
The comfort of the new house can make even the most discerning person can not pick a thorn.
Liu Jie entered the house and saw the light in the study. He knew that his father was already on duty.
So, as usual, he rushed to study.
Sure enough, my father was looking at the book quietly as usual.
Liu Jie's eyes looked slightly swollen, but the tears had long disappeared, the sky outside was dim, and the candlelight in the study shone on his face, leaving a dim yellow, which concealed many expressions on his face. .
"I've seen my father." Liu Jie remained cautious in front of this loving father.
Liu Jian put down the book, he nodded in satisfaction, his eyes full of comfort.
Liu Jian is very satisfied with the current life.
I am deeply trusted by His Majesty, and he is the Chief Assistant of the Cabinet, and his son is also on a steady path. This is how many people can't envy him.
He loves this kind of life and is proud of it.
"Your look is not good?" Liu Jian said with a smile.
"Xu is a little tired recently." Liu Jie replied blandly.
Liu Jian said: "You are still young, and you should be aware that Qingshan is not worried about being burnt."
"Yes." Liu Jie replied: "The son follows his father's teachings."
"You are too kind." Liu Jian smiled when he saw Liu Jie pursing his lips. When he saw his son by his side, he always felt warm. He wanted to say something that said: "Sometimes, the old man is in I think, if you have some wisdom of your teacher, you can really feel at ease for your father. The career is sinister. "
"Father." Liu Jie turned a deaf ear to it, and suddenly his eyes were red again, what he wanted to say.
When the word reached his mouth, he tried hard to hold back.
Liu Jian continued to smile and said, "Look, you are here again. When you mention your teacher, you have to be anxious with the old man. The old man didn't defame him today. Home, the man also turned his elbows outward. "
Liu Jian quickly relieved: "Okay, okay, for the father to admit, without your teacher, how can you have your today, he has the grace of reinventing you, this point, do not say for the father, usually, But it is remembered that our Liu family is not a person who is unkind and ungrateful. So, you have to remember this kind of affection, always keep it in your heart, the old man, by his favor, in my heart ... It is also very warm Looking for some days, the old man went to his house ... "
Liu Jian seemed very happy. When he visited the door, this feeling could not be rusty.
Although doing so may cause some doubts about the Qingliu, but Liu Jian, who has been in the cabinet for more than ten years, still cares about this?
Knowing the good news.
"You have something to worry about?" Liu Jian didn't say anything for a long time, and then Liu Jian realized Liu Jie's abnormality.
Liu Jie shook his head and said, "No, it's just that my father mentioned the teacher, which is a bit sentimental."
Liu Jian was happy, he could understand his son's feelings, just like himself, he was a sentimental person.
He moved away from the topic: "Come and tell you something interesting. Have you read the front page of the search journal? That one is really brilliant, and it must not be your master's writing. The sharp edge is like your mentor, that is, Wang Boan, haha ​​... But I want to come, this is your teacher ’s idea. You guys, this guy, really can plan, oh, his father wants to go west He started agitating everywhere, wishing to follow his father to Golden Island all over the world, you see, how powerful this guy is advocating, what missionary world, what thieves do not stand apart, the holy witch does not share the world, what merits, Make a statement, what is extraordinary, what is sacred. Look at his mind, black, really black, the person who reads is also a person, seeking credit, relying on what, after all, it is still an imperial examination, but the article makes people mention three feet of sword, sailing thousands of miles, fighting Jian Xixing, you said, is he still a person who said this? Oh, he held his head and hid in the arms of Her Royal Highness, saying that his brain hurts, but he is confusing the scholar, ah ... do n’t always Face stretched, not for father Division of public slander you mean, it's just a joke Well, a quest journals, as well as ministries of the Church inside the cabinet gentlemen, Zuidou crooked smile, he thought that point, who do not know ah. "
Liu Jie was still silent, without saying anything.
"Just lie to some scholars who are not familiar with the world. What is the use of this scholar to go to Golden Continent, the Quartet, it is easy, how difficult ..."
"Father, I have some discomfort." Liu Jie finally opened his mouth.
Liu Jian had no choice but to say: "So ~ EbookFREE.me ~ confused my father, okay, you go to rest earlier."
"Yes."
Liu Jie made a press, turned around, and walked away towards the darkness outside the study, his body gradually disappearing into the darkness.
Looking at the leaving back, Liu Jian shook his head, thinking of this unsmiling, sullen son every day. Immediately, he laughed again, took the "Search Journal" on the desk, lowered his head, and chanted it softly. The more he read, the more he felt that Fang Jifan's intentions were so deep that this guy would pit many poor talents, but Fortunately, anyone with insight will not be blinded by him.
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Quick Horse has sent his life to Guiyang.
Pingxihou Fang Jinglong received the will, and all the officials in Pingxihouxingyuan were in an uproar.
Went to the sea and started to march westward. It is said that the purpose was already communicated to various health centers.
Warriors from various health centers cheered.
Although people leave their homeland, they are like falling leaves.
But the military, it is really impossible to live.
The deeds of sailors and sailors who have gone out to sea have already become legends of a series of legends. Among the military families, how many people long for it in their hearts can be like them.
But for Pingxihou, this is a disaster of extinction. Guizhou, Pingxihou town, is already expensive. Why should you take this risk and go to that miles away, if there is anything good and bad on this road, you will lose your life and instead It might as well be here in Guiyang to enjoy endless wealth.
Fang Jinglong thanked grace, exhaled with the imperial edict before saying, "Please return to your majesty, and your clerk will pack your bags, and soon you will soon enter Beijing and go to sea at any time."
His eyes were shining, and his words were decisive, with no room for bargaining.