Women like to express their emotions through actions. For example, when she is happy, she will dance and beat you hard; when she is angry, she will beat you madly and hard. Over time, this gives men the illusion that it does not matter what kind of emotion she is.

, the important thing is to beat you.

Gu Qing and Zhang Huaiyu hadn't seen each other for more than half a year. Zhang Huaiyu finally had some feelings for Gu Qing that he wanted to express. If Gu Qing had a slightly higher emotional intelligence, it would be best to stay away from her and wait until she gets over her temper before approaching her again.

It was so cold that even two charcoal fires in the house were not enough. Gu Qing still felt a little cold.

The bed with a broken leg was repaired, and it suddenly became shorter when lying on it. It made Zhang Huaiyu's bed next to it instantly look taller, and you had to look up to chat with her.

"Aunt Yang just gave us a can of chicken soup. It simmered for two hours. It was said that it was an old hen that laid eggs at her home. I endured the pain and slaughtered it. What a sin." Gu Qing sighed quietly.

Zhang Huaiyu showed a demure smile: "The people in the village are so nice. This is probably another reason why I am willing to stay in the village."

"Do you plan to stay in the village and not go to Chang'an?" Gu Qing asked curiously.

Zhang Huaiyu shook his head: "I won't go. I don't like Chang'an."

"Because of the Zhang family?"

"Not only that, but also because I have seen too much poverty in the past two years. Looking at the powerful scribes in Chang'an praising the prosperous times, I feel that they are too hypocritical and disgusting. If I go to Chang'an, I will see so many hypocritical and disgusting people every day.

Face, that’s torture for me.”

Gu Qing smiled and said: "With your upright temperament, you will probably be able to stay in the village for the rest of your life."

"There's nothing wrong with staying here all my life. I've gradually gotten used to life here. At least there's no hypocrisy here. Everyone is so sincere. Their love and hate are clearly written on their faces. I don't need to be wary of anyone.

I live a very happy life here."

Gu Qing looked outside the house and whispered: "Actually, I also want to live here all my life, marry a wife and have children here, and have a family full of children and grandchildren in a few decades. I will live a mediocre but peaceful life. There will be no need to stumble around in my life."

I will arrange my funeral arrangements after death and bury them in the ground. Every New Year, my children and grandchildren will come to my grave and sprinkle a glass of wine. I have nothing to do with the disputes and wars in the world. This wish is enough."

Zhang Huaiyu laughed: "If war breaks out in my lifetime, the village will not be immune. No matter the porcelain kiln in the village at that time, or the days when we could eat meat every day, under the crushing war, everything will disappear. Everything you and I see today

Happy people will eventually embark on a bumpy road, and only one in ten will survive."

Gu Qing smiled and said: "Perhaps, in my lifetime, there will be wars in the world, but there will be no wars in Shuzhou..."

Zhang Huaiyu shook his head: "If the world is in chaos, how can Shuzhou be spared?"

Gu Qing smiled and did not explain.

In fact, after the Anshi Rebellion, there was indeed no chaos in Shuzhou. After Li Longji fled Chang'an in panic, he took refuge in Shuzhou. If Gu Qing had not had the slightest ambition, living in a village and growing old safely was not an unattainable thing.

Gu Qing's personality has changed a lot from time to time. After his indifferent and ruthless personality has been warmed by many people and things, Gu Qing can no longer face the people and things around him indifferently.

It’s just that when a person has a little more compassion in his heart, he will inevitably lose his cool when acting. From then on, it will be difficult to look rationally at the injustices encountered by the world. For the so-called justice, maintaining justice regardless of the consequences will ultimately pay a heavy price, such as this time.

This is how to protect Song Gensheng.

Gu Qing's current mentality is very contradictory. He doesn't think it's a bad thing to feel compassion, but he doesn't want to lose his mind because of compassion. Losing his mind means losing control, and the consequences of losing control are serious.

Gu Qing is a boy, but he is not a boy. His unique two-life experience has destined him to be unable to deal with complex world situations as simply and impulsively as an ordinary boy.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhang Huaiyu looked at the absent-minded Gu Qing and asked suddenly.

Gu Qing looked at her calm face and suddenly felt an impulse belonging to a young man in his heart.

Since knowing her, she has always been so calm and persistent, but she has done a lot for herself silently. Gu Qing has seen it all, and sometimes he can't help but wonder, after all she has done for him, is she just a friend?

Righteousness, or love between men and women?

In the reckless youth, can feelings be impulsive once? If you miss your youth, when else in your life can you have a love that doesn't care about your own life?

She voluntarily stayed in Shiqiao Village without any complaints. Did she just like the peaceful life here?

She trains the young people in the village day and night, whipping them with whips to force them to go to school. Is it because she is bored?

Is it possible that all this she did... was for herself?

Gu Qing thought uncertainly. After sorting out her behavior from the time he met her to now, Gu Qing felt that she should be interested in him... right? It's a pity that she was too reserved and didn't even have any hints. How could she be like a thousand people?

Many years later, the girl took a fancy to her and pounced on her like a wolf, unable to get away with her left hook and right hook.

Therefore, civilization is not always progressing, and women in ancient times lacked the virtue of vigorously pursuing the male protagonist.

"I'm thinking...my life is such a failure." Gu Qing sighed sadly.

Zhang Huaiyu glanced at him coldly: "You are less than twenty years old and you are already in the sixth rank of officialdom and have become the chief historian of the Zuo Wei. If you fail, everyone else in the world should find a pillar to hit you to death."

Gu Qing analyzed seriously: "Look, although I can barely be regarded as a righteous person, I am actually very aloof in my heart. For example, when I look at Song Gensheng now, although I feel like father and son with him, every time I see him I

I always want to slap him and it’s hard to control myself. I agree with him as a friend, but I despise the way he conducts himself..."

Zhang Huaiyu stared at him steadily and remained silent for a long time.

"What do you mean by your twitchy look?" Gu Qing stared at her dissatisfied.

Zhang Huaiyu pursed his lips, turned his head to the other side, and said calmly: "What a coincidence, that's how I see you too."

Gu Qing was stunned for a moment: "Feeling like mother and son?"

"No, I just want to say that every time I see you, I really want to slap you. It's hard to control myself."

Gu Qing sighed. It is really difficult to make people feel happy when chatting with this kind of people. The more they talk, the more confused they become. 61 Library

"I... will continue to tell you why my life failed. I despise Song Gensheng, but I have to defend him everywhere. In this regard, his own father does not care about him as much as I do. For him, I have to do it once

I broke my own principles for the first time and did many irrational things. I did many things that broke my principles. I inevitably had a kind of worry in my heart. I felt that I might not have any principles at all, so I broke my principles so easily. A person without principles

People may live a good life in the future, but it will also be very sad..."

Zhang Huaiyu frowned and said, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Gu Qing sighed: "What I want to say is, poor parents in the world, Song Gensheng can be considered useless. I plan to give birth to a son by myself and raise him well. Even if I need to educate him in the future, I will not be willing to take heavy measures. After all, he is my own son, so there is no need to be so polite."

…”

"so what?"

"I may not be able to handle this matter of giving birth alone..." Gu Qing turned to look at her and extended a sincere invitation to her: "If you have nothing to do, would you like to help me?"

Zhang Huaiyu had a vague hunch that something other than ivory might be spit out of Gu Qing's dog's mouth next...

"How can I help you?" Zhang Huaiyu's beautiful almond-shaped eyes narrowed, which was a very dangerous signal.

Unfortunately, Gu Qing seems to have never studied the subtle changes in women's expressions. He did not notice the danger at all and said to himself: "Give me one child, or several..."

Pointing to the mountains in the distance outside the house, Gu Qing pointed at the mountains and rivers, and said emotionally: "Did you see that mountain? That's where I fought for you... Well, no, I mean, I want to open a cemetery on the mountain as my

I plan to leave a place for you in the ancestral grave of the Gu family, right next to me. I have already thought about how to engrave the tombstone. How about 'Gu Men Zhang Family'? Do you feel very happy?"

Zhang Huaiyu looked at him in astonishment, as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person.

"So, Mrs. Zhang, it's not too much to give me a few healthy and smart babies, right? It's only natural, right? Do you want to consider... Ah! Zhang, are you crazy?"

Before he finished speaking, the newly repaired bed completely fell apart. Gu Qing fell to the ground hard. Not only that, he was stepped on several times by Zhang Huaiyu condescendingly.

Then Zhang Huaiyu turned around and walked away, his injured body walking staggeringly and hurriedly, as if he had seen a ghost.

Gu Qing sat paralyzed on the ground, looking gloomy and feeling depressed.

I finally worked up the courage to confess, but looking at Zhang Huaiyu's reaction, it seemed that he rejected his confession...

I can't figure it out, does she have no intention of him? Are all the seemingly ambiguous feelings just his illusion?

Secretly reflecting on the process of his confession just now, Gu Qing summarized the success and failure of his experience and felt that there seemed to be too much nonsense just now. He should talk about the ancestral graves directly and should not start with "failure in life". The logic is a bit too far. Zhang Huaiyu's emotional intelligence

It's so low, maybe I didn't understand it.

"It must have been too tactful. Be more direct next time." Gu Qing muttered to himself with a serious face and a solemn expression.

In the style of Zhang Huaiyu's chivalrous heroines, Gu Qing felt that the more direct the better.

Mother-in-law, I've fallen in love with you, come here and let me take a sip!

Is this okay? The possibility of being beaten is not small. Think about it again, think about it again...

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The village is as peaceful as usual. The storms in Qingcheng County do not seem to have affected the lives of the villagers. The sun rises and the sun sets. Standing at the entrance of the village and smelling the smoke, I feel peaceful and peaceful in my heart.

Feng Aweng limped up to Gu Qing and put a self-made fox fur cloak on him: "It's very cold. Don't stand outside. The wound hasn't healed yet. Be careful of catching a cold."

Gu Qing turned around and smiled: "It doesn't matter, I'm not that weak."

"When your muscles and bones are injured, your body will be weaker than usual. Don't catch a cold. Otherwise, if you fall ill, you will have to ask Song Gen to treat you. Think about his medical skills. His medical skills are terrible, but his self-esteem is not good.

It's very strong. If you don't let him cure it, he'll still be angry. If you let him cure it, you'll have trouble with your own life... Every village has a difficult scripture to recite, and it's difficult for us too." Feng Aweng sighed sadly.

Gu Qing said with a smile: "Let Uncle Song go to the county to find a medical clinic to help him for a few years. In a few years, his medical skills will improve to some extent, and he will be a veritable doctor by then."

Feng Aweng sighed: "The old man thought so too, and many villagers thought so too, but Song Gen didn't think so. He thought we drove him out of the village. The old man mentioned it to him tactfully once, and he just started talking

After he was killed, he cried and said that he would kill himself by hitting a pillar. He also said that scholars should be killed and not humiliated, and that we despised his medical skills..."

"Yes, we do dislike his medical skills, but we didn't show it so obviously. If we don't make progress, we won't let others tell us. We always feel that we are being blackmailed..." Feng Aweng said distressedly.

Listening to Feng Aweng talking about some trivial family affairs, Gu Qing smiled gently. A few years later, after becoming famous, he really considered returning to Shiqiao Village to retire. Everything here made him feel peaceful, and this place of peace was my hometown.

Of course, the premise is that Zhang Huaiyu is willing to be buried in the Gu family's ancestral grave.

Let’s go back and do her ideological work again. Life has passed by for decades, so where should we bury it? Why should we be too particular about it?
To be continued...