Da Qin: Send your wife at the beginning?Madam is actually a surprised salamander

To be able to give Master Xun such a hint was already the most benevolent and righteous act on his part.

There is still something in Confucian culture, otherwise it would not have been passed down to future generations for thousands of years.

As long as future generations have read and studied, they have more or less been influenced by Confucianism.

No need to argue.

Give the simplest example.

The book teaches you to be humble and courteous, rather than being aggressive and aggressive.

This has Confucianism in it.

Master Xun thought for a long time and then nodded.

"If it is true as Mr. said, I will first thank you on behalf of all the Confucian scholars in the world."

Li Mo accepted the gift.

Master Xun raised his sleeves and added, "Although you are young, you can see that I am ashamed."

"Today I have a big discussion with you sir. It's not a wasted trip. It's not a wasted trip!"

Han Fei stood behind him and pursed his lips tightly.

That's not what you said originally!

On the way, I even said that I wanted to teach my husband what it meant to respect teachers.

Now, in turn, I respect my husband very much!

"It's getting late, so I won't disturb you and your ladies. I'll take my leave."

Master Xun glanced at the several beautiful and elegant women in the courtyard, and then smiled and said: "Sir, you are so lucky, so lucky."

The atmosphere in the field suddenly became strange due to his words.

It wasn't until he left with Han Fei and Hong Lian who still wanted to stay and refused to leave.

After realizing this, Yan Lingji pointed to the gate and said to Li Mo: "The old man, did you say that I am your wife?"

Mrs. Hu's cheeks felt hot, she said hello and went back to her room.

Li Mo pursed his lips.

Except for him, all the people living here are women. Who wouldn’t get the wrong idea?

Master Xun left, but Ying Zheng did not leave.

"Ma'am, go rest first."

Jing salamander helped the two of them change the tea. Hearing this, he glanced at Li Mo and nodded lightly.

Before leaving, he also called Yan Lingji away.

Because she knew that the fewer people would hear the next conversation between Li Mo and Ying Zheng, the better!

Gai Nie bowed his hands to Ying Zheng and said, "I'm humble enough to wait outside the door."

As long as Li Mo is here, no one can hurt Ying Zheng.

If Li Mo wanted to do something to Ying Zheng, it would be useless for him to stay.

It's better to go outside and watch!

Soon, only Li Mo and Ying Zheng were left in the yard.

The atmosphere suddenly became peaceful.

The breeze blew, and the leaves in the yard swayed gently.

A leaf twirled in the wind and slowly fell, falling right in front of Li Mo.

Li Mo reached out his hand unhurriedly and held the leaves in his palm.

He opened his mouth and said, "King Qin has been kept waiting for a long time."

Ying Zheng stood up and walked towards him slowly.

Her eyes fell on the black cloth on his face.

After looking at him for a long time, he looked at him and shook his head and said, "Not long ago."

"I am honored to hear Mr.'s words. No matter how long it takes, it is worth it."

"It's just that I'm a little curious."

"In this dilapidated courtyard, how could you, sir, be able to write an article like that in the snow when you couldn't see anything? How could you know the true meaning behind "The Whispering Language"?"

Li Mo played with the withered yellow leaves in his hands and said slowly: "Some people have never seen the ocean and think rivers are the most magnificent."

"And some people can see the entire autumn through a leaf."

Ying Zheng's eyes also fell on the leaves in his hands.

"So, sir, it's the latter?"

Li Mo shook his head and said with a smile: "Only when you travel thousands of miles can you see the vastness of the world."

"The King of Qin also said that I can't see things with my eyes, so how can I say that I can see or not see?"

"If you have heaven and earth in your heart, you can see all kinds of scenery in the world."

“How big your heart is, how big the world is, and how beautiful the scenery is.”

Ying Zheng closed his eyes and stood silently for a long time under the falling leaves in the courtyard.

He was savoring the meaning of these words.

"Sir, what you mean is that the size of your vision depends entirely on the heart, not the shape?"

Li Mo smiled.

"Is the world bigger in your heart, or is the world wider in your eyes?"

Ying Zheng replied without hesitation: "Of course the world in my heart is bigger!"

"There is a vast world in my heart."

"It's so big that it cannot be covered by our eyes; its breadth is beyond what anyone can imagine!"

He clenched his fist tightly behind his back.

A strong passion surged in his heart with these words.

Li Mo could feel his true heart, and his passion was filled with the courage to swallow mountains and rivers.

However, Li Mo chuckled.

Asked: "Then why is King Qin still looking disappointed?"

Ying Zheng was stunned and looked at him in surprise.

Surprised: "How do you know the expression on my face, sir?"

“For my ears hear and my heart sees.”

"I heard King Qin's helplessness and saw King Qin's loss."

Li Mo continued to talk eloquently: "You have the ambition to reach the sky, but you have no ladder to climb the clouds."

"You want to realize your ideals, but now you can't even protect your own safety."

"Because... you're going to die."

Ying Zheng froze suddenly!

He seemed to be shocked by Li Mo's words, and his tone was a bit off-kilter: "What did you say?"

Li Mo remained calm and said: "The key is when and how to die."

Ying Zheng's face turned ugly.

Only now did he really realize that Li Mo was unusual.

He seems to know everything!

No one knows his situation better than Ying Zheng.

Li Mo gently raised his palm, and the leaves in his palm rose in the wind.

Slowly floated into the air and flew towards Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng reached out to take it and looked at him in confusion: "Does Sir know?"

Li Mo pondered: "I have traveled through the ages and witnessed my own death with my own eyes."

"I have also traveled through history and witnessed thousands of years of changes."

"Do you believe it?"

Ying Zheng's breathing gradually became rapid, and finally he shook his head: "I... don't believe it..."

What kind of person can travel through history, and what kind of person can live well after witnessing his own death?

And what kind of person can know thousands of years of history?

If such a person really existed, he should be called a god.

Li Mo asked slowly: "Is King Qin afraid of death?"

Ying Zheng's eyes revealed incomparable perseverance: "Of course I'm not afraid!"

"Everyone dies, right?"

"I am just afraid that I will die with regrets!"

People are alive, but their ambitions are not realized.

This is the most cruel ending for a person with great ambitions.

"What do you want to tell me, sir?"

Ying Zheng didn't think Li Mo would ask him such a meaningless question.

Li Mo slowly raised his head, feeling the gentle breeze blowing against his cheeks.

He said slowly and calmly: "High mountains turned into deep valleys, and vast seas turned into mulberry fields."