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This time Luo Shuang lectured on history in the small academy for nearly half a month, which really benefited Yue Jiao a lot.
What she had read piecemeal in the storybook, what she had vaguely heard from her grandfather, and what she had read outright from the book for the examiner a year ago, all the awe-inspiring ideas that were originally specious and disorganized in her mind were finally understood thoroughly and clearly. Informative notes.
She finally understood clearly how the children living in this land rose up amidst the turmoil and wars caused by foreign enemies and internal chaos hundreds of years ago, dispersing the haze of troubled times with fearless blood and bravery.
I also know how, during these hundreds of years of reproduction, the people on this land have embarked on the wrong path of turning back under the suppression of the new learning of "natural monarchy, respect for men and inferiority to women".
And at that time of the storm forty years ago, the hearts of countless passionate young people continued to illuminate this beautiful mountain and river again.
For the first time in her life, her ignorant little mind had a deep understanding of "family, country and world".
In the past two years since she came out of the valley, she has seen the gentleness of the world and experienced the prosperity of the market. I originally thought that this was how it should be, but only then did I realize that everything I saw and heard was achieved through hundreds of years and generations of continuous dedication and perseverance to achieve what it is today.
She has seen the good and the ugly, and knows that under the light and prosperity, there is still a lot of darkness and injustice in time.
She was once confused because of this, and she didn¡¯t understand why someone would do something like that even though they knew they were doing something wrong.
Sometimes she would be slightly depressed, always feeling that those evil people and evil deeds would never be eradicated, which would make this good world unable to be perfect.
" Ke Luo Shuang tells everyone that people's hearts are good and bad, and everyone has right and wrong in everything they do. This is eternal; just like when there is light in front of you, there must be a shadow behind you.
Everyone who comes to this world, no matter they are ordinary traders and pawns, or illustrious emperors and generals; no matter whether they have made great achievements for a long time or are full of evil deeds, everyone's life, whether long or short, is in this dazzling human fireworks. Color.
Between the black and yellow of heaven and earth, this vast world called "Da Jin" will never be perfect or beautiful, but it will never be neither good nor beautiful.
"You and I grew up here, and this is our 'homeland'. We are all part of it, no matter whether we are glorious and great in the end, or mediocre and insignificant."
"You must always remember that how you behave and what your heart is, your home and country will be like that."
If you walk in the light, it will not fall into darkness; if your heart is young, it will never grow old.
This is the so-called "life and death".
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During these days, Yan Huailang suddenly became very busy. He often went to the inner city in court uniform before dawn. He usually had to return to the Supervision Department to handle matters after midnight. Sometimes he was so busy that he was not on duty at the time of application, or even later. .
Yue Jiao never disturbed him when he was doing his business. Every day, he would come out of the small academy with everyone at Shen Shi and then go back to his official residence. Yun Zhao and the others made appointments with her several times to go out to eat and have fun together, but she always replied vaguely. Pushed off.
Usually she would go back to her official residence to change her clothes and read for a while. After finishing her business, Yan Huailang would come over to have dinner with her.
After dinner, the two of them were "quietly" alone in the small study room of his official residence.
In the past, Yan Huailang mostly returned to the Gaomi Marquis Mansion and sometimes to the Zhongyong Bo Mansion, and only occasionally stayed in the official residence. Recently, the officials in the official residence saw that he had suddenly changed his personality and used the official residence as his home almost every day. They all speculated that Yan Are you having trouble with your family?
Because Yan Huailang was You Sicheng, his official residence was much more spacious and had a separate small study room. Yue Jiao was envious the first time he stepped in.
She immediately remembered the calligraphy that Yan Huailang had written casually in order to urge Ji Xiangzhen to copy the book in the official post in Yecheng, so she asked Yan Huailang to teach her how to write.
Yan Huailang¡¯s teachings to her were obviously much gentler and more patient than when he taught Ji Xiangzhen, and he didn¡¯t think her progress was slow, which made her very happy.
However, after more than ten days in a row, her handwriting has not improved much, but some things that should not have improved have improved very quickly.
For example, tonight, she was writing hard just now, and Yan Huailang was sitting aside reading the file. While she was writing, she was telling him what she had learned and thought in the past half month while listening to the lectures in Luo Shuang Hall.
The atmosphere was originally very bookish and dignified.
Probably because her words were filled with too much praise for Luo Shuang, the jealous Yan Huailang finally couldn't bear it and put down the file in his hand, and "forced" her to the wall step by step.
&"Your shouting has affected my seniority all the time, and I am at a loss." "
Luo Yusong, who was picked up by the waiter, covered his mouth and laughed, then waved to Yan Huailang, "Uncle Yan, I'm going to write. See you at lunch!"
Yue Jiao was confused from beginning to end.
Seeing her confusion, Luo Yuxiu smiled gracefully and explained: "Luo Yusong is the posthumous son of my second uncle Luo Ji"
Huh? Isn't Luo Ji that
Yue Jiao was even more confused. She turned to glance at Yan Huailang, then at Luo Yuxiu, and said awkwardly, "I thought she was a little girl."
She always thought that Luo Ji's posthumous child should be at least a girl about the same age as her.
After all, Luo Ji's incident was a scar for the Luo family. Although Yan Huailang understood what Yue Jiao was wondering about, it was inconvenient to talk about this old incident in front of Luo Yuxiu at this time.
Luo Yuxiu, on the other hand, was generous and led the two of them inside again, saying softly: "After all, it has been six or seven years, and the pain has calmed down."
Luo Ji died for his country in the 33rd year of Tongxi, when his wife was pregnant with Luo Yusong.
The "girl from the Luo family" that Yue Jiao heard from Yunzhao before actually refers to Luo Ji's eldest daughter and Luo Yusong's biological sister Luo Ruqing.
She is only one year younger than Yan Huailang, but she taught her younger brother to call Yan Huailang "uncle". This attitude is very clear.
"She incited Luo Yusong to call you second uncle. She probably wanted to let grandma know that she has no interest in you," Luo Yuxiu said to Yan Huailang, then turned to Yue Jiao and smiled, "Qingqing has always been so messy, calling you What a joke."
Yue Jiao smiled and said, "What an interesting girl."
Yan Huailang raised his eyebrows but didn't say anything.
When passing by an empty small courtyard, Yue Jiao suddenly pointed to the knotweed tree at the entrance of the courtyard with some surprise: "Hey, your family also likes to tie flower knots with yellow ropes on the knotweed tree?"
The exquisite little flower knots made of yellow filament ropes are densely tied to the branches of the fragrant tree, reflecting the blue brick wall and swaying gently in the autumn sunshine.
Seeing that Luo Yuxiu seemed stunned, Yue Jiao thought that he had said something wrong, so he turned to look at Yan Huailang in embarrassment and asked in a low voice, "Is it the custom of the Central Plains people?"
"Have you ever seen this kind of flower knot?" Yan Huailang's throat rolled slightly, and he uttered these words after a long while.
Yue Jiao nodded blankly and said softly, "My grandfather told me that tying it to a fragrant tree can make people live a long life"
Yan Huailang paused, "What is your grandfather's name?"
This question stumped Yue Jiao.
"Grandpa is my grandfather" She twisted her fingers in confusion, and suddenly realized that she had never known her grandfather's last name.
Luo Yuxiu, who finally recovered from the shock, cleared his throat, his whole body seemed to be trembling with uncontrollable excitement: "This yard was left by my grandmother for my third uncle."
That year Luo Pei was only fifteen years old, and he was still the youngest son of the Luo family.
¡ª¡ªEvery time a yellow silk flower knot is tied on the fragrant tree, it means "May my mother live a long life."
This is not a custom in the Central Plains. This is a little game that Luo Shuang came up with a long time ago when he was still in Yuanzhou in order to appease his youngest brother and accompany him to play wildly.
"My third uncle, his name is Luo Pei. He ran away from the capital forty years ago and has not returned yet. His whereabouts are unknown." Luo Yuxiu looked at Yue Jiao in a trance, his eyes a little red, "Have you seen him? ?¡±
His mother, his sister, his nieces and nephews have been looking for him for forty years. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com