Shock: The love letter was sent to the empress by mistake

"Isn't it a pleasure to learn and practice it from time to time? Isn't it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar? Isn't it a gentleman to not be angry when others don't know you?"

"I examine myself three times a day: Am I unfaithful when I work for others? Am I untrustworthy when I make friends? Do I practice what I have learned?"

"..."

In the distance of the town, Mr. Chen was walking with a dozen children to study.

The town was too quiet, even a little lifeless, but the voices of these children were still full of youthful vigor.

There were almost no young people in the whole Chishan Town, and the only teacher left was Chen Pu, who failed the exam in his early years.

After teaching in the town for more than ten years, Chen Pu's status in the town has become very high in the eyes of ordinary people, and he has always been respected as Mr. Chen.

Over the years, Chen Pu has not been reserved with his students, and he has taught every child with all his knowledge. He can be regarded as a rare good teacher.

But for some aspects of his ideas, Chen Pu seems a little extreme.

"You've memorized quite well. I didn't expect you to memorize so well just after I taught you yesterday.

It seems that you've studied hard after you went home."

After listening to the children's recitation, Chen Pu praised them.

But when he accidentally saw the farmers working on the mountain, his mood suddenly became worse.

After failing the exam, Chen Pu was disheartened and returned to Chishan Town to become the only teacher.

Although he no longer had any desires, he could not accept one thing anyway.

That is...the students he had worked so hard to teach will work like ordinary farmers in the future, rest at sunset, and spend their lives in a daze.

After all, if this is really the case, what is the point of his hard teaching?

As time went by, Chen Pu's idea became more and more intense, and his views on this matter gradually became extreme.

Looking at the farmer who took a big bite of the steamed bun next to the field and then hoeed the field in sweat, Chen Pu sighed and finally felt that he could not bear it anymore.

He looked at the dozen students around him, and his voice seemed a little low:

"Although you study harder than I thought, there are still some things that need to be remembered."

"Please speak, sir."

The students immediately raised their heads seriously, their eyes full of desire for knowledge.

Following Mr. Chen, they had the only learning opportunity in the town, and they obviously cherished this rare and precious opportunity.

But it was slightly different from what they thought. Today, Chen Pu did not teach them anything about learning, but said:

"If you have the ability, I hope you can remember it.

As a scholar, you should stay away from the kitchen and the ordinary life of farmers.

Those mediocre days have no meaning for your life development."

"Huh?"

Hearing this, the children were also a little stunned.

After studying with Chen Pu for so long, it was the first time they heard the teacher say such strange words.

After a long time, a lively little boy raised his voice of objection:

"No, sir, but my parents have told me since I was a child that there is nothing wrong with ordinary life.

Especially when I get married one day, the man farms and the woman weaves, and they are happy.

Although that sweet life is plain, it is also very beautiful."

The boy opened his eyes wide, and he obviously had some yearning for the life he was talking about.

"Wrong, very wrong!"

However, Chen Pu was a little angry when he heard this.

He couldn't tolerate that the students he had taught with great difficulty were instilled with such ideas by their farmer parents.

"Ordinary life is not as beautiful as you imagine.

What is the man farming and the woman weaving happily? What is the ordinary life without worries? All these things are impossible!

Especially the love between men and women, once it involves firewood, rice, oil and salt.

The last bit of fig leaf will be torn off in an instant, and will only be gradually swallowed up by irritability and anger in the poor life."

Chen Pu's voice was obviously a little angry.

Even the children who had been following him had never seen such a demeanor.

"Is what the teacher said true?"

Both the boy and the other children did not dare to speak for a while, and they even doubted their parents' teachings in their hearts.

But at this moment, as they passed by a low and dilapidated old house, Chen Pu and the children's eyes seemed to be suddenly attracted.

This dilapidated house was vacated by Mr. Zhang's family.

For some reason, the dilapidated house that had always been idle was rarely occupied.

More importantly...

A small sea-blue bell was hung on the low fence.

As the wind blew, the bell swayed in the wind, making a clear and pleasant sound.

The sound of the bell floated in the air, and for a moment, it actually set off this dilapidated house and courtyard with a different meaning.

Not only that, facing the morning sun.

On the wasteland in the courtyard that had been abandoned for a long time, a naked man raised a hoe, dropped it from high, and cultivated the land with one hoe after another.

Right beside him, a woman who was dressed in plain grey clothes but looked very beautiful from behind was patiently mending the torn clothes in her hands.

"Ouch~"

This was Chu Qingyue's first experience of mending with ordinary needles and thread. Although she was very smart, she still accidentally pierced her finger with a needle.

Suddenly, a drop of blood oozed from the white tip of her index finger.

This little pain is nothing to her.

Chu Qingyue originally planned to wipe off the small drop of blood on her finger casually.

But she found that Nie Chen had hurriedly thrown down the hoe and ran over.

"Why are you so anxious? I am a great emperor and I won't care about this pain."

Chu Qingyue couldn't help but smile.

"Whether it hurts or not is one thing, but safety is another.

This is not like the spiritual Tianyun Palace. If you accidentally drop some debris, it may even cause infection to the wound."

However, Nie Chen said very seriously.

"Really?"

As a great emperor, Chu Qingyue naturally couldn't care about these little things on weekdays.

But why do I always feel that Nie Chen's tone of voice is really scary?

"Then what should I do?"

"I should eliminate the germs."

"Eliminate the germs?"

"That's right."

Before Chu Qingyue could react, Nie Chen suddenly pulled her finger.

Then...

With a gentle suck, Nie Chen sucked the small drop of blood directly, leaving a trace of spiritual power to cover the wound on the fingertip.

"You!"

Chu Qingyue's pretty face immediately showed a trace of panic, she had never expected this situation.

"Haha, this is the most traditional way of protection, definitely not taking advantage of the opportunity!"

With a reckless smile, Nie Chen had already hurriedly run away and picked up the hoe again.