Don’t be too poisonous to the concubine of the Wu family who was born in Wu

Chapter 898 557. Live in the present (Wu Mingdao expresses his intention, he must live in the present)

"Inscription on a Humble Room"——Liu Yuxi
  A deity makes a mountain, not its altitude.Water does not have to be deep.Si is a shabby room, but I am decent.The moss marks are green on the upper level, and the grass is blue into the curtain.Talk and laugh with ru, no contacts STOMATOLOGY.You can tune the piano and read the golden scriptures.Without the messy ears of silk and bamboo, the labor of no case.Nanyang Zhuge Lu, West Shuzi Yunting.Confucius: What kind of shame is there?
  At this point, a subtle change occurred in the relationship between the two. There was a sudden silence and the atmosphere fell to freezing point.

Wu Mingdao was silent, lowered his head and kept silent as he drank several glasses of wine.

Wu Xuanyue looked wilted and her momentum was greatly reduced. The overwhelming momentum she had just now turned into full of sadness, and the aggressiveness at that time was replaced by a gloomy mood.

Wu Xuanyue was in no mood. For the first time in her life, she felt that the ability to predict the unknown was not necessarily a good thing. Because she knew the future, she struggled with the present. This ability to predict the future became a stumbling block in the present. .

Wu Mingdao drank several drinks alone, and saw that the atmosphere was extremely awkward. He had been depressed for a long time and had no way to vent. Many things had been kept in his mind for a long time, and they had become a hidden disease. If he spoke out, he was afraid of being plotted by others, but if he did not speak out, it would be dangerous. Suppressing internal injuries, in the land of a wealthy family, everyone is worried, and behind the hypocritical smiles, there are calculations and hidden weapons. This is the law of survival in a wealthy family.

Wu Mingdao has learned a lot during his five years in the wealthy sect. He is well versed in the way of survival in the wealthy sect. He obviously hates it, but he has already stepped on the pirate ship and there is no way he will let you off the ship.

Wu Mingdao was once irritated, why did he live a carefree life? However, although he was poor, he did not have to work hard, and although he was simple, his heart was extremely liberating and broad. Why didn't he cherish such a life? How about running headlong into this land of royal power, wealth, and right and wrong?

I just can’t find happiness with myself!
  But what if I regret it? It's too late. Although the shabby room is shabby, the heart is far away. Although the Marquis is resplendent, the heart is imprisoned here, and there is no power to liberate it.

Wu Mingdao knew very well that he had been trapped in the vortex of the struggle for imperial power, wealth and wealth. It was still too difficult to get out. Apart from struggling hard and fighting hard, he no longer had any leeway.

Marquis Shangguan once pointed out the eight words Wu Mingdao -

"If you don't advance, you will retreat; if you retreat, you will perish..."

Wu Mingdao knew what he meant. He assisted Marquis Shangguan to ascend to the throne of the supreme king of the powerful family. Along the way, he killed six generals through five passes. Wu Mingdao became Marquis Shangguan's minion. For this imperial power, Wu Mingdao had already offended his wife. Multiple people...

If you were in a prosperous age, no one would dare to make mistakes. Because they are afraid of your identity and strength, the officials around you will bow to those with higher power in order to protect themselves or to have a bright future.

And if you lose power, those people you have offended in the past, those villains who follow the trend, will inevitably ridicule you and take revenge on you. This is the saying that beating a dog in water with a stick will make a phoenix fall worse than a chicken.

And the most annoying thing is that if it comes to this situation, Shangguan Marquis will definitely abandon himself as a chess piece in order to stabilize his position. At that time, he will not even dare to think about what will happen to him... …

Regardless, Wu Mingdao knew how to survive in a wealthy family. If he wanted to live, he couldn't be happy. If he wanted to be happy, he could only use a sharp knife. Meeting the King of Hell was a happy thing. Wu Mingdao didn't say anything about it. As soon as he mentioned the pain in his heart, his emotions were instantly aroused, and he drank one glass after another down his throat.

Wu Xuanyue was in a trance, and when she came back to her senses, she realized that her father was drinking alone. She had never seen her father look so helpless and miserable.

Wu Xuanyue's heart tightened, because she felt sorry for her father. She grabbed Wu Mingdao's wine glass with one hand and blocked it: "Second brother... you drank too much!"

Wu Mingdao's eyes were sentimental, and his eyes were filled with waves. This emotional outburst became more and more intense. Without saying a word, he put a hand on Wu Xuanyue's hand, slowly pushed Wu Xuanyue's hand away, and said with a bitter smile -

"Girl, do you know how many years I have lived now?"

Wu Xuanyue's eyes trembled slightly, and her heart tightened even more. The distress at first had turned into heartbreak. When she saw her father's sad and lonely eyes, how could she not be moved by it?

Wu Xuanyue pursed her lips and frowned, and said sadly in her eyes: "Second brother is a person with a long life. If Yu Luo's estimate is not wrong, he must be more than two hundred years old..."

Wu Mingdao smiled even more bitterly, drank another glass of stuffy wine, shook his head with a half-smile, and said: "I...the longer I live, the more I see clearly. In this life, everyone pursues different pursuits and persists in their obsessions. , some people are willing to throw their lives and blood for the sake of justice; some people are willing to give up their emotions and desires for the sake of freedom; and some people are willing to abandon humanity and friendship for the sake of imperial power and wealth; and some people are willing to drag themselves to hell in order to persecute the happiness of others. What do you think these people are doing? Are they really wrong? After pursuing the so-called right path all their lives, they will not be able to escape death in the end. Death sooner or later will lead to death. Supreme Nalan Yuanxiu, such a wise and long-lived person, will eventually die. Didn’t I turn into a wisp of lonely soul and drive westward? Regardless of my age and status, I, Wu Mingdao, can’t escape the birth, old age, illness and death of a mortal. Instead of escaping and making no achievements, it’s better to live a life that’s fun and it’s not in vain for me to come. This life is a waste of time!"

Speaking of this, Wu Xuanyue's eyes trembled violently, and her pupils were filled with Wu Mingdao's expression of pain and joy. At this moment, she felt sorry for her father, but also admired her father from the bottom of her heart.

Wu Mingdao continued: "People in this life may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather. Instead of being content and afraid of the future, it is better to live happily in the present and take it one step at a time! Sister, I have never believed in fate, and I don’t want to know that I What will be my fate in the future? Once I know it, I should be on guard. I should be tied up and unable to do anything. Instead of doing this, it is better to let go of everything and just live every day of my life. Isn't that good?"

Wu Xuanyue pursed her lips again. She was moved by her father's awe-inspiring expression. She no longer had any reason to interfere in her father's life. After all, this path was his own choice, no matter whether it was right or wrong. Whether he is wrong, good or bad, is his choice and has nothing to do with anyone else.

Wu Xuanyue stood up involuntarily, held her father in her arms distressedly, patted him on the shoulder with one hand, and said with relief: "I understand...I won't say anything anymore...I didn't expect that you would It's so hard, I didn't know it was so hard for you now...I won't say anything, just be yourself, okay?"

Wu Mingdao's nose felt sore, he hugged Wu Xuanyue's waist, buried his head in his chest, and cried bitterly...

(End of this chapter)