imperial psychologist

Chapter 291 The Shadow of Bluebeard
"The wife was terrified, slipped and fell into the pool of blood in the attic, and the key fell to the ground. She picked up the key and fled out of the room in a hurry. After changing her bloody clothes, she took the blood-stained key Go to the sink and rinse.

"However, only then did she discover that the blood on the little golden key could not be washed away. After washing one side, the blood would seep from the other side. His wife was in despair, but Bluebeard returned home at this time, When you enter the door, you have to ask your wife to return the key.”

"Wife was killed?" Bai Yi asked.

"No," Bo Ling shook his head. "She rushed up to the high platform of the castle and called out to her three brothers. The brothers came on horseback and assassinated Bluebeard in the castle. The story ends here."

"So, you say that people always fall in the same place because..." Bai Yi paused for a moment, "Can people never control their curiosity and voyeurism?"

"This is a very standard wife's perspective." Bo Ling raised his eyes and whispered.

"Wife perspective...?"

"This kind of understanding is completely possible. After all, once the text is published, the right to interpret is in the hands of the readers." Bai Ling said softly, "This story was originally a bloody folklore, but it was later changed to Good and evil are rewarded. It is a fairy tale. It is not only a warning to children not to have too much curiosity, but also not to be seduced by the sweet words of strange men. Only family members are truly trustworthy, and so on.

Bai Ling shook his head with a smile,

"...But," Bai Ling looked at Bai Yi again, "when almost everyone heard this story for the first time, they would put themselves or the people around them into the perspective of their wives. For example, the morals mentioned above are almost all in the Advise potential 'wives', what should you do to save yourself from the bad luck of being killed by Bluebeard."

"……Have it?"

"Yes," Bo Ling said softly, "it's like when people hear the story of the wolf coming, they usually put themselves into the sheep herding boy. Most people will think, 'ah, I can't lie like him, or I will be caught. eat', and very few people think—'Oh, even if a child lies, I shouldn't punish him so severely'."

Bai Yi couldn't help laughing, "So what you put in this story is...?"

Bo Ling also laughed, "In fact, if you choose to substitute the perspective of Bluebeard, discard all the specific characters in this story, and treat each character and key prop as a metaphor one by one, this story will become more vivid. The sermons that teach self-preservation are more interesting.

"Don't you think it's strange, if Bluebeard really doesn't want his wife to see his attic so much, then why did he leave his wife alone at home, while leaving the golden key behind?

"In fact, he not only left the key, but also specially left a warning of 'never go'... Isn't this guiding his wife to explore the small room in the attic? If he just wanted to kill his wife, Why do you have to set up such a test, until the wife fails, and then turn into a demon to take her life."

Burling paused, "Speaking of people always falling in the same place, in fact, Bluebeard is the one who repeats the wrong behavior again and again in this story, isn't he?"

Bai Yi thought for a while, then shook his head frankly, "...I don't quite understand, are you speculating about Bluebeard's criminal motive?"

"No," Bai Ling lowered his eyes and smiled, "I just said that we can ignore the specific people and understand the characters and key props in the story as metaphors...

"The marriage of Blue Beard and the girl is like establishing a relationship between two strangers;
"The castle where Bluebeard lives, and every room in the castle, are actually his past and present;
"Then what do you think it means to be on the top floor of the attic, a small room full of dead bodies that cannot be shown?"

It was only at this time that Bai Yi vaguely understood, "...means, some secrets."

Bo Ling nodded, "Yes, it means some secrets that can never be shared with others."

She went on, "If we understand all the deaths in the story as the end of a relationship, then the corpses hidden in the attic in the story are very easy to understand. They are sorrows that have not been properly disposed of. So these corpses are not Instead, it continues to be placed in the castle where the subject lives, and is usually locked with a golden key, but the subject will always know what is hanging above his head.

"And such a secret, the longer a person hides it, the more secret it is, the more he hopes that someone can see it and understand it."

Bai Ling said softly, "But Blue Beard is a coward, he doesn't dare to take anyone to see his wound - if he takes the initiative to invite, will the girl refuse? Even if she doesn't refuse, will the girl face him in front of him? What if the girl turned pale with shock? What if the girl couldn't bear all of this, and after seeing this scene, she ran away immediately and revealed his secret to the public?"

"So he made a very cunning decision, he left a bait, and then left. In this way, he will always occupy the moral high ground - it is the girl who does not abide by the agreement, and he can kill her according to the previous oath To some extent, this is also a kind of control that Bluebeard seeks for life."

"I think that the blue beard in the story is probably waiting for two results. One is that the wife really keeps the promise and keeps the key to the door of fear for him without prying eyes; , the wife opened the door secretly, but she was not intimidated by the things in the room, so she didn't let the key fall into the pool of blood from the beginning to the end, and came out very calmly... Both of these results can make Bluebeard Continue to live in the castle with your wife."

"However, both outcomes are against humanity.

"He stubbornly wanted to set tests for others time and time again, and in the end he could only get corpses one after another. Until one time he encountered a hard stubble, and was finally beheaded by the opponent-here, you can also kill understood in a variety of ways.”

"Blue Beard throws the bait, so he can't blame his wife for biting the bait, because his wife is just an ordinary person like him, and if it scares Blue Beard, it will naturally scare her... This is too normal. "

Having said this, Bo Ling slightly tilted his head, stretched out his hand and gently wiped his right cheek.

"So this is a person who has been making the same mistake in the relationship from beginning to end without knowing it. Proposing marriage, entering the castle, giving the key, going out, and finally killing his wife... This has become his inherent pattern."

"Many people's stories can more or less see the shadow of Bluebeard, because people really like to set tests for others, but they don't want to face the consequences of their own hands."

Bai Yi leaned back in his chair again, quietly recalling the story Bo Ling told, and couldn't help sighing, "...Thinking about it this way, this story is indeed very interesting. It's a shame that people in your department don't write novels. Pity."

"Is that so?" Berlin smiled, "It makes sense. Although Freud has been abandoned by modern psychology, his psychoanalysis is still a sharp tool for text analysis today. In the ancient stories that are circulating like this It’s always fascinating to look for metaphors.”

Bo Ling smiled. She put her hands on the edge of the well and finished the story in a low voice.

"However, I'm a little curious. If you were Bluebeard, what would you do, Bai Yi?"

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