i have a sword fairy

Chapter 335 Brother Rong, You Are My Sun
Zhao Qian'er's originally big peach blossom eyes opened even wider at this moment, staring intently at the pair of "dogs and men" who were expressing love in front of them.

I saw that the lady had just eaten grapes but was eaten by someone, and her mouth was slightly opened, as if she forgot to close it for a while.

Her cherry-like vermilion lips were moist and pouty, without rouge, but they seemed more red and tender than before, and I don't know how Rong Er brother bullied and ravaged her just now.

The young lady's chest was heaving, she was panting lightly, exhaling the fragrant wind, replenishing the air that was just missing, and she hadn't recovered for a while.

But at this moment, facing Brother Rong'er's request of 'one more', and a crystal grape that had already reached the corner of her lips, a shy look appeared on the young lady's pretty face in an instant.

She forced a ferocious expression, slapped the winking brother Rong Er, and then turned away with red cheeks.

And Brother Rong stuck to Miss's ear again, and whispered some words that Zhao Qian'er couldn't understand, and he didn't know what bastard words made the girl feel ashamed, which caused Miss to pinch him and push him, if It's not under the roof, I can't get my feet free, I guess the lady is going to kick Brother Rong...

Zhao Qian'er watched helplessly from the side as Miss and Rong'er were feeding each other grapes and flirting with each other as if no one was watching. One second they were still pushing each other, but the next second they were hugging each other again.

She puffed her lips slightly, and there were still grape seeds between her lips and teeth.

"Hmm, Rong can't cook~"

Zhao Qian'er imitated the young lady just now, pouted her mouth in a dignified manner, and leaned in front of Brother Rong'er, muttered something inarticulate, and then looked at him.

She's going to... spit grapeseeds too.

Brother Rong, hurry up and pick it up!
Zhao Rong, who was smiling and talking in the lady's ear, was taken aback for a moment and turned around.

He looked down at his left hand, thought for a while, quickly hid the 'Qing Jun Trap' in his sleeve, and seriously instructed the dark-faced little girl.

"Pay attention to roof hygiene, don't spit everywhere."

Zhao Qian'er: "..."

She suddenly felt that the juicy grapes in her mouth, which were sweet not long ago, were no longer sweet.

Don't eat it, these stinky grapes are so sour...

The little girl gritted her silver teeth and spit out the grape seeds in her mouth.

But immediately, she bowed her head and hugged her knees, trembling. If she didn't agree with her words, she would throw dog food. She... was scared.

Zhao Qian'er shrugged Xiaoqiong's nose, her peach blossom eyes were slightly red at the corners, and she looked charming and tender.

She raised her little head and glanced at the same lonely bright moon in the sky,

At a certain moment, Zhao Qian'er realized.

Life is like a grape with thousands of flavors, you never know what flavor you will get when you bite into it...

The excitement belongs to the two of them, I have nothing...

The joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected, I just think they are noisy...

The little girl had a great enlightenment, her thoughts suddenly deepened, her realm of life was sublimated, and she felt that she was one step closer to the Dao.

The big pig's hoof will only affect the speed at which she draws her sword.

Hmph, Miss Smelly, Brother Smelly Ronger, wait for me, when this girl realizes Taoism and becomes the Seventh Realm Xiaoyao Sword Immortal, she will use... she will use the Flying Sword of False Life to peel grape skins and catch grape seeds.

Pick up grape seeds with your hands or mouth, but that's it, Brother Rong, let me climb, okay?

Zhao Qian'er turned around, her back was facing a certain young couple.

The little girl put her face sullenly, resting her chin on her hand, and thought for a while, groaning, nodding her head from time to time, secretly rehearsing something.

For example, in the future, Brother Rong begged bitterly to pick up grape seeds for her, but she raised her chin coldly on her small face, snubbed him for three breaths, then reluctantly nodded, opened her mouth arrogantly, and then Brother Rong said Consciously feeding her grapes is even worse than Miss Dui...

Just like that, Zhao Qian'er thought sweetly for a while, and at this moment, she heard that Brother Rong'er behind her seemed to be chatting with the young lady about the strange topic before.

Zhao Qian'er, whose ideological level had risen sharply, hummed and shook her head, her little face full of indifference.

It's just... After a few breaths, the little girl's ears quietly perked up.

Uh huh, just listen to one sentence, see if you say anything bad about her, and write it down in the notebook, hehe...

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her head, and a strand of blue silk stuck to the left corner of her vermilion lips. The blush on her pretty face that was flushed earlier had faded away, and only a faint pink remained on her fair skin.

She looked at her husband's face, pursed her vermilion lips, frowned, and tried to frighten him with a straight face, but after trying a few times, she couldn't hold back her expression, and finally she spoke with a soft and weak voice, which was endearing.

"Hot." Concubine Zhao Ling writhed in Zhao Rong's arms, biting her lip.

Hearing this, Zhao Rong immediately let go of his troublesome hand on the lady, and then raised his hand to fan her, "Okay, okay."

Concubine Zhao Ling bit her lips and looked at Zhao Rong who liked to bully her and loved her very much, she shook her temples helplessly, "Why are you still like a child."

Zhao Rong frowned, and deliberately said seriously: "The lady likes children? Then let's ask for more."

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her plain hand, pinched his nose in embarrassment, "Don't talk."

Zhao Rong shut up and blinked.

Concubine Zhao Ling tilted her head slightly, pinched her husband's nose and wobbled it. Seeing him shaking his head in a daze, she smiled sweetly.

Zhao Rong looked at her with a smile.

Concubine Zhao Ling leaned on Zhao Rong's arms, reached out and took the grapes from him.

With soft and bare hands, she twisted one and peeled the skin with her fingers.

Not long after, Concubine Zhao Ling gently handed a plump and clean grape to his mouth, and then, as if raising her foreknowledge, after Zhao Rong opened her mouth, she threw the grape in, and quickly retracted her two slender onion fingers into her arms.

The bad idea of ​​letting Zhao Rong 'eat' her jade finger came to nothing.

The corners of Concubine Zhao Ling's mouth turned up slightly, and she gave him a blank look.

Qiu Mou became more and more charming.

But when Zhao Rong looked helpless, she lightly opened her vermilion lips, put the two green onion fingers that were stained with grape juice and escaped Zhao Rong's mouth, into the sandalwood mouth, sucked lightly without dislike, and immediately two Cong Zhi continued to peel grapes for her husband.

Zhao Rong couldn't help laughing, and said that he was a child, and Qing Jun was still the same as a child.

At that time, he liked to bully Qingjun and Qian'er, and every time he picked the grapes they liked to eat, he just asked Qingjun and Qian'er to peel the grape skins for him, not for them to eat.

Therefore, Qingjun learned to lick his fingers in order to quench his thirst, which is a different kind of 'finger', and gradually developed a habit.

At this time, Concubine Zhao Ling handed another crystal grape to Zhao Rong's mouth, and at the same time, the palm of the other plain hand was slightly bent, and moved 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 said just now, but that Mr. Tao has something else I can't understand. Why does he say that about saints? What does it mean that saints are immortal and robbers are more than one?"

Zhao Rong ate the grapes on his lips, raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and first praised Qingjun according to the old rules.

"Young lady is so savvy, I'll understand after just explaining it once. As for the following question."

His expression gradually became serious, "I'm just talking about my understanding, as a reference for the lady, you don't have to believe me completely."

Concubine Zhao Ling nodded, then shook her head again, but did not speak.

"Saints never die, thieves never stop..."

Zhao Rong chuckled and muttered, then pondered for a moment, and said calmly:

"I told you just now that the Taoists believe that morality should be equal. All people in the world are equal in morality. There is no difference in level, because difference is the root of conflict."

He paused.

"So saints don't die, but thieves abound. Because once there is a saint who is morally superior to others, there will be a thieves who will steal the saint's position!"

"It's like a bright lamp in a dark room. You think it can illuminate the darkness, but you don't know that it is because of the presence of light that darkness is created. On the contrary, if there is no bright light, the dark room will be in chaos. Where will there be differences and disputes? "

Zhao Rong looked up at the solitary bright moon in the sky. In the darkness, the bright moon hung high, and the silver light sprinkled the earth, becoming the most eye-catching thing in this dark night.

So for tens of millions of years, the ambition and pride of living in the Xuanhuang Realm to embrace the bright moon for nine days have risen in their hearts, whether it is good or evil.

Who doesn't want to be the highest bright moon, hanging above the heads of all living beings, high above.

"Qingjun, remember, once good morality is vigorously advocated, most of the mobilized people are not good people. As a Confucian scholar, I don't deny this."

"It's just like the context of your argument in the bamboo forest today. It is precisely because the morals of the world lack morality first, so we Confucian scholars redouble their efforts to promote morality and try to do something."

"Taoists are opposed to differences, but we Confucian sages are just the opposite. They subdivide 'Tao' into morality, benevolence, righteousness, and rituals, and vigorously promote them, which creates differences."

Zhao Rong suddenly looked at Qing Jun, and said in a deep voice:

"That's why Taoism believes that it is our Confucianism that has disturbed the hearts of the world. In their mouths, enlightenment and etiquette have become the top of the chaos."

He paused, sat upright, glanced at Qingjun who was listening carefully and Qian'er who was listening attentively, and sighed softly.

"This is why Taoism talks about 'inaction' and opposes other schools of thought'action."

"The sages make bronze and iron tools to cultivate the land, and the thieves use the bronze and iron tools to make swords and fight for the world."

"The sage ignites the fire to benefit the people, and the robbers use the fire to burn the city and houses, burn, kill and loot."

"The sage prescribes morality, benevolence, righteousness, and rites to restrain the people, but the thieves steal the morality, benevolence, righteousness, and rites, and use the sage's law to enslave the people. Even the sage's wisdom is coveted, and even the sage's position is wanted to rule the world."

Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly said: "So today in the bamboo forest, Mr. Tao said that what you did was wrong?"

She looked up, her autumn eyes slightly closed, her lacquered eyes stared at the bright moon, and murmured:

"According to this, if the Xuanhuang human race formulates the "Xuandi Law", there may be robbers using the "Xuandi Law"."

"Building the Taizong of the Human Race, there may be a big thief stealing the Taizong of the Human Race."

"If you canonize the elector of the human race, there may be thieves who will steal the elector's position;"

"Casting the Xuanding and town of Jiuzhou, there may be a big thief stealing the Xuanding... Even in the end, what worries the Taoists the most is..."

Concubine Zhao Ling frowned tightly, "The position of the Great Emperor may be stolen by a false saint!"

Suddenly talking about this extraordinarily outrageous topic, the air on the roof seemed to freeze.

Zhao Rong was noncommittal and remained 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 became interested and often went to the library to borrow books to read, most of which were official and unofficial histories of the Yamashita Dynasty.

In addition to reading history to be wise, and to appreciate the customs and heroes of various countries in the world, he also saw some other 'things'.

Sometimes, Zhao Rong lights up the lights and reads late at night, flipping through history books, but the more he reads, the more silent he becomes.

The window was closed, but he shuddered.

Zhao Rong was silent for a while, then opened the book again to take a closer look, searched and searched, and finally read two words between the lines.

robber.

This Wangque Continent has hundreds of dynasties, and in the history of thousands of years, there have been endless thieves.

Those who steal the hook will be punished, and those who steal the country will be martyred.

Even those who compiled these so-called official histories were themselves thieves who stole the country!Writing Danqing, whitewashing peace.

However, now Zhao Rong is a half-mountain native, studying alone in a corner of a Confucian academy.

These things under the mountain seem to be very far away from him, and he can only get a glimpse of them through the withered and yellow pages.

The days in Duyou City also passed very slowly.

Zhao Rong's current life, apart from studying in the academy, is to accompany the lady and Qian'er in front of him.

As for the possible thieves on the mountain that the lady is worried about, they seem to be farther away than the thieves in the mundane world below the mountain, or they are higher up.

Zhao Rong didn't answer the lady's question, shook his head, and continued:

"Saints don't die, but thieves abound. It's not the saints who are really scolded, the saints are not bad, and the laws of the saints are not bad, but the unkind things done by the unkind people using the laws of the saints. The ones who deserve to die are not saints, but robbers, but As long as the sage's law exists, it will inevitably be used by unkind people."

"Qing Jun, most of us orthodox Confucian disciples are actually very clear about this seemingly unsolvable paradox."

Concubine Zhao Ling hesitated to speak.

She glanced at the husband who had no intention of continuing to speak, thought for a while, and couldn't help asking: "Since it was first proposed by the Taoists, do they have a way to deal with it?"

Zhao Rong nodded: "Friend Daoist Tao has already said today, since the 'gap' caused the disaster, then try to cover up the 'gap'."

"Going back to the ancient times, abandoning the sage and abandoning the wisdom, abandoning the ingenuity and profit, not enlightening the sage and wisdom, and making the people ignorant, so that the big robbers have nothing to steal, and the robbers are free to steal. In this way, the big robbers will stop and the world will be peaceful."

Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly remembered what Zhao Rong said when she walked into the bamboo forest clearing during the day:

In a piece of Taoyuan, the two villages are adjacent to each other, chickens and dogs hear each other, and the people do not communicate with each other until old age and death.

This is probably Tao Yuanran's simple world without saints and thieves?
only……

Concubine Zhao Ling shook her head slowly, "How is it possible to go back?"

She glanced at her husband and said with emotion: "That's why my husband said in the daytime that the wisdom of the world has been enlightened, chaos is dead, and it is difficult to return to simplicity?"

Zhao Rong nodded. In fact, there are some extended special topics, which he deliberately did not mention, for example, how to deal with the practitioners on the mountain?How to deal with the Xuanhuang Cultivation Realm that hangs high above the heads of the people in the world?
The air was quiet for a while.

Zhao Rong felt that the topic seemed a little heavy, so he smiled lightly, and patted Concubine Zhao Ling's plain hand in awe.

He picked up a grape and threw it into his mouth. While eating, he suddenly paused and asked:

"By the way, Qingjun, there is actually a conceptual problem here. Do you think that human nature is inherently good or evil, or that it vacillates between good and evil, or that there is no distinction between good and evil?"

Concubine Zhao Ling was silent for a while, and understood what he meant.

She stared at the man in front of her who patiently taught her everything she knew.

"I don't know the original good and evil of human nature. However, I think that as long as you bathe in the sun, human nature is good."

Concubine Zhao Ling took Zhao Rong's right hand, and then took the right hand of the little girl who was eavesdropping, and the three of them held hands tightly.

She frowned, spoke clearly, and said word by word:

"Thank you husband for telling me so much."

"I understand the Taoism of 'Wuwei', but I don't agree with it, because the simple world where all beings are ignorant, ignorant and desireless, and the world is equal, cannot last forever. The mind will always sprout, and the world will always produce differences. But human nature is Like flowers and trees facing the sun, as long as there is the sun, they will grow upwards, and the sage is the sun. Brother Rong, you... are my sun."

In the darkness, the man who was chewing grapes was stunned.

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