Is Chapter 38 appropriate?

In the wilderness at night, bonfires were lit one after another, and the Yellow Turbans gathered around them. Their bald heads shone brightly in the firelight, looking quite funny from a distance.

But if you look carefully at their expressions at this moment, you can find that they are all looking at the center of the camp with a relaxed yet somewhat serious look.

Sitting cross-legged there was a young Taoist priest, who was none other than Xu Chen, the leader and heavenly master in everyone's eyes.

For them, night is a very relaxing and boring time. They can't do anything in the dark night. They can only chat under the campfire to kill time and then fall asleep in a daze.

And their leader is now using this rare free time to preach.

“I don’t teach about rebirth or afterlife. I only teach that everyone has only this life.

If you live a hard life in this life, you will live a hard life for the rest of your life. If you live a happy life in this life, you will live a happy life for the rest of your life.

The suffering in this life cannot turn into happiness in the next life because there is no next life.

Therefore, I teach that we should only seek happiness. Everyone should pursue a good life. No one is born to endure suffering!"

In such an extremely quiet environment, even the gurgling water of a stream not far away can be heard clearly.

Xu Chen's voice floated over everyone's head. When he said this, they all opened their eyes wide and pricked up their ears, afraid of missing a word.

These words seemed to have magical power, hitting their weakest points at once and making these poor people unconsciously concentrate their attention.

They themselves did not realize that the thing they desired most in their hearts had been seduced out.

"Those so-called aristocratic families wear fine clothes every day, eat meat and drink wine every day, can read and write, and know the truth. They do nothing every day and can enjoy all this, but where do all these come from?"

Xu Chen's voice sounded again, and the question he asked made the Yellow Turbans' faces turn cold all of a sudden. No one knew the answer to this question better than them.

Because what the nobles eat and drink are all provided by people like me!

It is obvious that I work very hard all year round, but when the harvest comes, most of the grain has to be given to the noble master, and the rest is not enough for me to live on.

The cloth that the woman had worked so hard to weave had to be used to rent oxen and plows from the master. Sons and daughters were sent to the noble master as slaves when they were very young.

When necessary, I have to take up arms and fight for my master against bandits and bandits. If I die accidentally, I die...

While the noble masters were enjoying themselves, I was the one working hard behind them and giving everything. Because all the land in the world belonged to them, I had to accept it.

But why?
The Yellow Turbans became furious when they thought about their hard work being used to enjoy the nobles.

“Why can’t we live a good life? Because the fruits of our labor are taken away by the so-called nobles. It is because of them that we can only endure suffering but cannot pursue happiness!

So today we stand up to resist, just to smack all these insects above our heads to death, and then return the land that should belong to the people of the world to the people of the world. Only in this way can we realize the pursuit of peace and happiness of our religion! "

Under the flickering firelight, Xu Chen's face flickered in the night, like a ghost and a god. At this moment, in the eyes of the Yellow Turban followers, he was full of holiness.

Xu Chen must be sacred. Only the more sacred he is, can the Yellow Turbans be considered an uprising instead of a rebellion, and only then can they justifiably resist the world.

Wang Dang sat not far away, his eyes illuminated by the fire. He slowly raised his hand and shouted in a low voice: "Do justice for the heavens and pursue happiness!"

Just like sparks falling into hay, everyone's emotions were instantly ignited, and they all raised their hands and shouted loudly. The neat and powerful voices cut through the night sky, scaring away the dark creatures that could only travel in the dark.

These peasants, who were once accustomed to hardship, now began to yearn for eating greasy fat meat, wearing smooth and soft silk, and learning exquisite texts and profound knowledge.

In the past, they, who were born lowly, would never dare to think about these things, but now they not only dare to think about them, but also know what to do. At least they understand who their enemies are.

Under Xu Chen's patient guidance, they finally realized that what they should do was not to push the Liu family's emperor down and then replace him with someone else.

Instead, he wanted to crush the Liu family emperor and all the aristocratic families in the world, and then rebuild the world.

Xu Chen was happy when he saw them cheering excitedly, but he couldn't help but worry about the future. These people didn't understand how difficult this was.

To rebel and overthrow the Liu family emperor is not the most difficult thing.

To stand against all the noble families in the world is to be truly an enemy of the world.

Xu Chen only hopes that in the future, the Yellow Turbans will be mentally prepared enough to face the extremely difficult future.

When the voices gradually stopped, the Yellow Turbans looked at Xu Chen again with shining eyes, and Xu Chen then gave his final sermon.

"My followers should have the three views of my religion, which are the view of life, the view of values, and the view of the world, which are the understanding of nature, the understanding of self, and the understanding of knowledge.

What I am talking about today is the way of my teaching to enlighten people's nature. This way only asks people to pursue peace and happiness. This is the nature bestowed by the gods of heaven and earth.

Anyone who does not allow us to be happy, anyone who deprives us of the fruits of our labor, is our enemy! "

Xu Chen’s sermon ended, but the Yellow Turbans became even more excited. After having a goal, their mental state had been changing quietly.

In the past, as Yellow Turbans, most of them could not survive and were forced to run around and fight everywhere without much autonomy.

It’s different now. They know clearly what they want to do and why they want to do it. They are full of motivation and they are eager to do something.

The night was quiet and cold, but their hearts were restless and burning. Even though the bright moon hung high in the sky for a long time, it could not let them sleep peacefully.

Wang Dang lay on his side in front of the campfire, staring at his elder brother, thinking about what Xu Chen had just said.

I couldn't help but look at Xu Chen, and saw him sitting in front of the campfire, motionless.

Wang Dang looked carefully again and saw that Xu Chen's eyes were scattered, but he was also in a daze.

He was curious about what Xu Chen was thinking, so he quietly approached.

"Master, are you missing women? It's time for you to get old now. Have you ever tasted that kind of pleasure before?" Wang Dang chuckled, his eyes harboring some ill intent.

Xu Chen's face darkened when he heard this, and he replied unhappily: "I am thinking about whether to set a rule to forbid sex with women. Do you think it is appropriate?"

Wang Dang's face turned pale and he screamed as if he had seen a ghost: "It's not appropriate, absolutely not appropriate!"

(End of this chapter)

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