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Chapter 22 The meaning of death

In fact, Zhao Jin’s struggle is easy to understand.

Young people, especially young people with lofty and lofty ideals, before they have experienced social beatings, they are not pure and flawless like a bowl of spring white snow.

Zhao Jin's life progress is completely incomparable with Mr. Min's journey.

Mr. Min may be a direction sign in Zhao Jin's life, but he is by no means a guiding light.

Especially now that this person has done something that subverts his ideal perception.

It is normal for the two people's views to be incompatible.

The only one who would feel uncomfortable was probably Zhao Jin herself.

"Actually, this matter is easy to solve." Song Zhizhi looked at Zhao Jin seriously, "Whatever you can do now, just do what you can. Don't try to forcefully change the trajectory that you can't change."

Song Zhizhi was a little worried that Zhao Jin would do stupid things with his passion.

In Zhao Jin's world, for a weak scholar like him with no family support behind him, if he did anything out of the ordinary, it would be a serious crime of beheading.

And whether it was the emperor or Mr. Min, Song Zhizhi felt that neither of them occupied the position of justice.

The former has the natural advantage of imperial power. The emperor serves as the guide for the ministers. Being an emperor may be very hard, but it will definitely not be incompetent.

The latter may have the ambition to serve the country and the people, and have set a goal of bloodshed and sacrifice, but they may not have their own selfish motives.

So Song Zhizhi felt that if two parties fought like this, Zhao Jin would be just a fish in the pond at best, and there was no need to rush to death.

Because he knew the seriousness of this matter, Song Zhizhi looked quite serious when he spoke.

Zhao Jin didn't think of this level, but "the world rises and falls, and the people all suffer."

Not to mention how the political situation of the whole scene is shaking now, but from what he saw in Zhaojia Village and nearby areas, the people were all in disgrace. Not only were the officials unable to relieve the people's worries, but many even fished in troubled waters and allowed robbery and robbery. of.

Everyone is worried that when they wake up, the sky above their heads will change color.

The feeling of precariousness can amplify the panic in people's hearts. He also received a letter from his grandfather's family, asking if he wanted to go home for a while.

After all, scholars have received a lot of attention recently, and no one knows how many hidden accomplices the resurrected Prime Minister Min has.

As a scholar, I am loyal to the emperor, patriotic, and respectful of my teachers. This is engraved in my bones.

Now he couldn't choose even one of them.

This made Zhao Jin lose her way in her own beliefs, so she felt painful.

Song Zhizhi did not expect that Zhao Jin would say such a sentence. She looked at the young shoulders of the young man in front of her with a strange look in her eyes.

In the 5000-year history of China, there have been countless rebellious ministers, traitors, and incompetent emperors. In this rolling history, there have also been many capable ministers and generals who were able to rule the country and bring peace to the country. I just didn’t know that Zhao Jin would be where he belongs. What role does it play in history?

Perhaps, as long as he sticks to his original intention, he might be able to realize his ideal one day.

"Since you don't want to fight for the emperor and don't want to be a thief who causes trouble, just save your little life first."

Finally, Song Zhizhi added a warm reminder: if your life is gone, you really have nothing.

For the first time, Zhao Jin talked freely with someone and vented all his worries. Although the result remained the same, the whole person seemed to become a little more relaxed. "I will." He nodded.
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Later, Song Zhizhi observed that Zhao Jin studied harder because the school was still closed, so Zhao Jin now studied at home.

He is now alone in the Zhao family. The door is closed and no one can disturb him. Therefore, the frequency and duration of Zhao Jin's appearance in Building [-] have greatly increased.

Song Zhizhi was actually a little curious about the follow-up, such as whether the blackened Prime Minister Min finally killed the emperor himself, or finally took the emperor to order the princes. However, considering Zhao Jin's current "high school baby" status, she still tolerated it. I didn’t ask anything about my stay.

However, the curiosity did not disappear, so Song Zhizhi even grabbed Xiaobai and held a temporary discussion meeting.

"What do you think Min Xiang will choose to do?"

Because he was a world away, even though he knew the earth-shaking impact of this incident, Song Zhizhi was still as excited as discussing gossip news.

Xiaobai: Although he was arrested to hold a temporary discussion meeting, his work did not stop at all.

The sound of cracking walnuts never stopped.

"Although it would be nice to kill the emperor and do it yourself, considering the actual situation and our 5000-year history, the first choice is not very wise."

As if he was used to Xiaobai being silent and pretending to be mute, Song Zhizhi continued to speak.

Another thing to mention here is that Xiaobai pretended to be mute. Song Zhizhi didn't react at the time. When she remembered this incident later, she gave Xiaobai a severe beating.

There is no way, she is more attentive and knows that she is not human, so she still has a chance.

Getting back to the subject, it is quite easy to ask someone to peel a pecan or something for her. After all, these pecans are only about the size of a thumb ball and are very difficult to peel. Only Xiaobai, who has very precise control of force, can peel them. The pecan kernels were almost not broken, and she was very satisfied with them.

Xiaobai nodded in agreement, not sure whether he really understood or pretended to understand.

"Do you understand what I mean?"

Song Zhizhi asked him uncertainly.

Xiaobai: "Understood."

He was serious, and because he was so close, Song Zhizhi could clearly see his lowered eyelashes fanned like a small fan when he spoke.

Song Zhizhi's clearly defined long eyelashes made Song Zhizhi jealous. He asked, "A grown man, why are you so perfect?" ! !
"Then if it were you, which one would you choose?"

Xiaobai: "Don't choose."

Song Zhizhi: "It's wrong to avoid the problem. What if you have to choose? And what's your reason for not choosing?"

Xiaobai clicked open a pecan without raising his head: "It makes no sense."

Song Zhizhi grabbed a handful of peeled walnuts and chewed them. They were fragrant. He looked at Xiaobai up and down. Although this guy was a non-human with super powers, Song Zhizhi was still skeptical about this issue.

"It's meaningless. Are you saying that being an emperor is meaningless, or that fighting for power is meaningless?"

Xiaobai raised his eyes, his eyes were calm and indifferent. To him, everything was meaningless.

The very existence of all things is on the way to extinction. Regardless of the intermediate process, the result will not change.

Song Zhizhi was so choked that he couldn't understand clearly. It was really good.

(End of this chapter)