Chapter 58: Tear It Up!

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This may be the time when Xu Qinglang was hurt the most;

Men like to express themselves in front of the opposite sex, bragging, and being frightened, just like orangutans like to beat their chests when courting, and keep saying:

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh!"

From Zhou Ze's point of view, the coquettish Xu Qinglang seemed to be the first time he saw that he planned to release that kind of courtship signal.

It's a pity, the girl's sentence: Your house is a resettlement house provided by my company.

"Snapped!"

Like something broke,

Xu Qinglang wished he could kneel down with one hand on his chest,

pain,

it hurts,

It broke our hearts.

The girl stood up slowly and said to Zhou Ze: "Boss, add a WeChat account. If you plan to cooperate in the future, you can contact me."

"Okay." Zhou Ze naturally would not refuse.

After adding WeChat, the girl left with her corgi dog.

Xu Qinglang breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hands, turned around slowly, and left the bookstore.

He needs some time to recuperate.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Ze's mouth. It seems that, at least in the past few days, the words "twenty-odd suites" should no longer appear on Xu Qinglang's lips.

Turning around, Zhou Ze saw Bai Yingying sitting on the plastic bench in a daze, no, not in a daze, to be precise, she was reading "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" with her hand.

"Boss, what do you mean by 'the water is too cold'?"

Most of the memory of the female corpse was inherited from Mrs. Bai. At that time, there were not many kinds of books for women to study, so naturally it was impossible for them to be as "learned and rich" as men who wanted to take the exam.

As for the gathering of talented women in "A Dream of Red Mansions", they probably can only appear in the book.

"He was the leader of the literary world at the end of the Ming Dynasty. He seemed to have been a minister of the Ministry of Rites. When the Qing soldiers entered the customs, Ming Dynasty was about to perish. He was about to die for the country. His concubine Liu Rushi was going to die for the country with him, but the concubine jumped off. I didn’t dare to jump, so I said: The water is too cold. Finally, I surrendered to Manqing.”

"Then this person is really nothing, boss, are you mocking that ghost with this?" Bai Yingying asked.

"In fact, although Qian Qianyi was surrendered to the Qing Dynasty in the end, he has been secretly funding the anti-Qing forces and notifying the anti-Qing troops. He was also questioned by the Qing court for his crimes."

"This..." Bai Yingying didn't know how to evaluate this person.

She is very simple, just like old people and children who like to ask bluntly when watching a TV series: "Is this person good and this person is bad.".

For many people, the world is either black or white. As for the gray area, it is too complicated and difficult to understand, so they simply ignore it.

"The one I just threw into hell is actually similar to Qian Qianyi in essence." Zhou Ze smiled, picked up his teacup, and sat down on the chair behind the counter.

"Then you still send him to hell?" Bai Yingying was a little puzzled, "At least, you can turn a blind eye and let him stay in the world for a while longer, right?"

Zhou Ze shook his head, "Are you starting to feel sorry for him?"

"The water is too cold, it's human nature." Bai Yingying pouted, "I'm dead now, I've become a zombie. If I'm still alive, I don't think I should be buried with the king and the court. The choice is right.

Death, of course, can be praised, and immortality, can also be understood. "

"The ghost judge said that he should die on that day, which is actually right." Zhou Ze put down the water glass, "I was dead, and I came back with a dead body. I was actually trying to live hard. I shouldn't have that Qualified to ask others whether you should die.

Do you feel the same way? "

Bai Yingying nodded.

"Anything needs to be substituted into a specific situation to think about, think about the ancients, think about the behavior of the ancients, it must be substituted into that era, the culture, customs and other backgrounds of that era.

Judging from the current perspective, of course, national harmony is a situation where the Chinese nation is a family.

But if it is placed at the end of the Ming Dynasty, everyone should have their own position.

Your thinking is like the old farmer in ancient times who thought that the emperor could eat ten deep-fried dough sticks and ten big meat buns for breakfast every day. It is wrong and inappropriate for us to use our own thinking of small people to substitute those big figures in history.

Yes, Qian Qianyi did a lot of things for the anti-Qing army after surrendering to the Qing Dynasty, and even ridiculed the Qing Dynasty in the documents he compiled, but that was not enough for him. "

"Not enough? Do you really have to let people die?" Bai Yingying asked puzzled.

"He has to die." Zhou Ze replied seriously, "Including the ghost I just dropped, he has to die too!"

After speaking, Zhou Ze took a deep breath,

"It's okay to not die, to leave freely, to become a rich man, to completely forget each other in the Jianghu, to abandon the glory and wealth, and to be anonymous from now on, that's okay."

"Why?" Bai Yingying obviously disagreed, "Everyone's life should be in their own hands."

"The Duoduo army marched into Nanjing City, and Qian Qianyi was the person with the highest official rank in Nanjing City at that time. He led the crowd to kneel down to welcome the Qing army into the city, and surrendered to the Qing Dynasty.

He cannot surrender, nor is he entitled to surrender.

His reputation, his status, his authority, his

His status, his enjoyment, and his super-standard treatment were all given to him by the imperial court, and it can also be understood as being given to him by the country.

As much benefit as you get, you should take as much responsibility as you should.

You have obtained so much from the state, and you are an extremely personable minister, even if you can hardly shake your waist, you still want to pursue Liu Rushi, who can be as chic as a pear tree can crush a crabapple.

Then when the country needs him, he naturally has the obligation to fulfill his responsibilities.

This is a kind of contract spirit.

When the country is in trouble, everyone is responsible. In fact, even if ordinary people raise their heads,

looking at the sky,

No one said they were all wrong.

But those ancient officials who lived on their salaries and enjoyed the fat and anointing of the people, they themselves have the obligation to do everything possible to prop up the ship when the ship of the country is about to sink, and even, to die with the ship.

It's hard to be a hero, but easy to be a villain. We should applaud the heroes more, rather than seek excuses for the villains by substituting ourselves.

It's not that I can't be a hero, so the villain is also understandable, never. "

Bai Yingying listened, and nodded with a vague understanding.

"For example, the man from the Confucian Temple was the censor in the Ming Dynasty, similar to the current prosecutor, but not the chief prosecutor, but later he became the Jiuqing, similar to the current minister.

After surrendering, he was able to do so well and rise steadily, you said, should he die?

A senior official in the Ming Dynasty once called out that the country has supported scholars for a hundred and fifty years, and it is today. That's the reason. "

"I'm dizzy." Bai Yingying shook her head.

"This is a bookstore. Although there are many novels, you can also read other books." Zhou Ze twisted his neck, "You have nothing else to do anyway."

Bai Yingying glanced at Zhou Ze, saying it as if you had something to do.

Zhou Ze got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face. When he came out, he saw Bai Yingying filling her teacup with water. Bai Yingying asked again:

"By the way, Boss, what happened to that senior official who called out 'the state has been supporting staff for a hundred and fifty years'?"

"Oh, the emperor sent Jin Yiwei to beat him severely with a stick in front of Zuo Shun's gate."

Zhou Ze woke up his nose,

"And then there's no more."

"..." Bai Yingying.

It was rare for the master and servant to be young, chatting about history and worldview;

Of course, this good atmosphere didn't last long, because the female corpse immediately dropped the book, picked up the phone and started playing Glory of the Dead.

However, another customer came to the store. It was a middle-aged man, about forty years old, wearing a black down jacket. His face was a little rough, and his clothes were a little torn. He looked a little simple and honest.

"Boss, can I post a notice here?" The man asked Zhou Ze humbly.

"What notice?" Zhou Ze asked.

"A missing person notice." The man replied honestly.

"Post it." Zhou Ze got up, walked to the door of the store, and watched the other party post a notice on the wall.

"Is there no photo?" Zhou Ze saw that there were only words and no photos on the notice.

"I was still young when I was taken away. It's only been a few months, and I don't have any photos." The man rubbed his hands and handed Zhou Ze a cigarette, "Don't be disgusted."

Zhou Ze took the cigarette and asked, "Abducted?"

"No, she was put up for adoption. She had an older sister at the time. Didn't there be a second-child policy back then? I couldn't afford the fine, and I was afraid of losing my job, so I had to put her up for adoption.

These years, we have been thinking about her day and night, hoping to see her again, but these years we have not had much contact, after all, we gave it to someone else to raise, as long as the other family treats her well, it is not convenient for us to disturb her, It's not good for her either. "

"Oh." Zhou Ze nodded.

"This time, it was her younger brother who was ill and got leukemia. I only know that the family who adopted her lived near this area more than ten years ago, so I can only look here.

The eldest sister of the child did not get married, and now her brother's life can only be saved by her, and we just happen to be able to reunite as a family. "

"Brother?" Zhou Ze frowned and asked, "How old is she this year?"

"Seventeen."

"How old is her brother?"

"sixteen."

"Poor." Zhou Ze sighed.

"Yeah, how could a young child get this disease? Boss, please pay more attention to me. I'll go ahead and continue posting. I've already contacted the media, and there may be an interview tomorrow.

It is estimated that she will be found soon, and our family will be reunited by then, and her brother will also be saved. "

The middle-aged man smiled very honestly,

Then walked to the front.

After he walked away and his figure disappeared under the night,

Zhou Ze looked at the missing persons notice on the wall at the entrance of the shop, and said softly:

"Pitiful."

Then,

Zhou Ze stretched out his hand,

Tear off the notice that was just pasted up.

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