Changsheng gritted his teeth: "The people downstream should live, do we on both sides of the strait deserve to die?"

"Well, you can't say that. Xin Yi was in a hurry, "Politics is ruthless. There are thousands of families in this country, and hundreds of millions of people live there. Daming Palace wants to make decisions that are most beneficial to the entire family and country, and not necessarily beneficial to everyone, which is impossible and impossible. There must be abandonment and abandonment, although helpless, but it is also correct. ”

The word correct made Changsheng tremble.

He raised his head suddenly, his eyes were red, and he looked directly at Xin Yi mercilessly, word by word: "A small family is small, and a family and a country are big." So you have to make the best decision for your country, right?"

"Yes. Xin Yi was surprised by Changsheng's sudden calmness, but he also did not shy away from speaking bluntly.

"Two states are small, and the whole is big. So you have to make the decision that is best for the whole situation, right?" Changsheng's expression became calmer and calmer, and a look of sadness crossed his brows.

"Yes. ”

"There are many people downstream, and most of them are heavy. So you have to make the decision that is most beneficial to the majority, right?" Changsheng asked quietly, and his blood-red eyes had all turned into sadness.

"Yes. Xin Yi took a deep breath, and gave the answer calmly and without hesitation, "The overall situation is big, the family and the country are big, and the majority is important." Therefore, it is the best choice to compare the prosperity and population on both sides of the river and the downstream, flood the two banks, and protect the downstream. ”

Changsheng fell silent. He stared at Xin Yi, Xin Yi also stared at him, the two stared wordlessly, their eyes were full of swords and sword shadows, and the question was like a knife, Xiang Pei was so frightened that he didn't dare to come out, and secretly hid to the side.

Changsheng's eyebrows and eyes are cold. Xinyi is calm. The air in the room was bitterly cold.

He is not wrong, she also asks herself to be ashamed, politics is ruthless, and it is difficult to ask good and evil in governing the country.

Changsheng got up suddenly, turned his head and walked out of the door, and when he reached the door, he staggered again, held on to the door frame heavily, and pinched out a white mark on the wooden pillar with his fingertips.

"Miss Xin, Changsheng is not an unreasonable person, Changsheng does not understand these great truths of family and country. If I were the king of Jin, I am afraid that I would make the same choice, even if I am from Fengzhou. It's just that. ”

Changsheng paused and squinted slightly. A few snowflakes leaked in from the half-raised curtain and melted into the corners of his eyes, cooling the hot blood that was pouring up from him, and he could be able to speak.

"It's just that Miss Xin, or more like Miss Xin, standing at the pinnacle of the chess game and holding the power of one side, will never be able to understand: the string of numbers that you fold to calculate human life, how many small families regard them as the pillars of all, your so-called correct truth of giving up parts for the family and the country, how many people pave the peace with blood and tears, how many people have become a flood of the game between all parties, and how many catastrophes have turned the fate of the people. ”

Changsheng exhaled a turbid breath, and his tone trembled: "You won't understand, no matter how correct and virtuous you are, no matter how great you are, you won't understand." ”

You won't understand, you will never understand, even if the righteousness is in the sky, the history of the people will not understand.

For you are always standing in the clouds, and you cannot see clearly or clearly, and there are thousands of ants in the earth.

Xin Yi's pupils shrank. The whole person froze in place.

Changsheng held on to the doorpost with difficulty, restrained his trembling legs, walked out step by step, without looking back, with his back to Xin Yi, a hoarse whisper, and poured into the house with the snow wind—

"I understand the righteousness of the family and the country, and I understand it...... I was just...... I hate you for taking it for granted......"

The snow wind poured back, the horizontal curtain hung down, and the man's figure disappeared suddenly. There was only Xin Yi left in the room, and there was a fragrant pendant who only cared about relighting the fire pit.

Xin Yi stayed where he was. My mind went blank.

Every word Changsheng said in the end was like a flood of bells, knocking on her spiritual platform to buzz, knocking her heart to shake, and knocking on the corners of her eyes for no reason.

A word wakes up the dreamer.

Xin Yi suddenly remembered that at the beginning of the chess game, Xin Zhou's taught her "family and country", she always thought it was the righteousness of the sky, but now it seems that it is wrong, at least, what Xin Zhou's really wants to teach her is not that meaning.

She has always thought that she is worthy of her heart and the sky, but now it seems that what she has done is not very correct, and even, this kind of correctness is just that there are more invisible others who are supporting it with suffering.

Home and country are sometimes the most splendid flowers, sometimes the most ruthless sword, but in any case, it is not just a ravine between it and the people.

She won't understand, and more people like her won't understand, because their eyes are always up, seeing the rivers and mountains of the world, but not down at all, seeing the joys and sorrows of ants.

"Perhaps...... The family and country in my heart may have always been wrong......" Xin Yi's eyelashes flashed, and two lines of tears rolled down quietly, without any warning, and suddenly tears flowed like a spring.

It's not sadness, it's not joy, she seems to wake up from a dream, re-look at the eight hundred miles of rivers and mountains, re-understand her righteousness, and finally, re-understand those two words.

Home country.

This is two words: home, country, two into one, Fang is home and country.

What connects these two words is not only the history of righteousness, but also more humble and weak things.

"Home and country are two words...... Home, country ......" Xin Yi murmured, letting a beam of light illuminate the bottom of her heart, leading her for the first time-

Bow your head, bend down, let go of everything that is associated with the Great Immortal, and bury yourself deep in the land.

This land that was born and grew up in Sri Lanka and gambled all the blood of Dan, this land that has nothing to do with which emperor rules the country and dedicates all the sincerity and regrets.

There, firewood, rice, oil and salt markets, there, life is like strings, and there is the foundation and backbone of the entire family and country.

Home, country.

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"Girl! What's the matter! The little face cried like a flower!" the incense pei who had finished the fire was frightened by Xin Yi, who sat there in a daze, tears rolling like beads of broken thread.

Xin Yi trembled, came to his senses, subconsciously wiped his face, and stretched out his hand: "This girl doesn't like to show off, so I asked you to put it away." Bring it now. ”

"What?" Champey was stunned.

"The sign of the inner court walking. Xin Yi suddenly got up, wiped away the tears, and made a gesture to go out, his tone could not tolerate the slightest resistance.

Champey shrunk her neck. Busy taking the waist card to Xin Yi, I wanted to ask if I had a sedan chair, but I was bluffed by my own girl, and half of the word choked in my throat.

A strange momentum suddenly burst out from Xin Yi's body. But it is not something that makes people look up and follow, but it is ordinary to the extreme, and the momentum of the people in the market.

However, there is something different: it will not make people admire and admire the oath like a mountain, but it will make people's hearts hot and tearful.

"Girl. Xiang Pei's tone trembled, as a maid, she forgot to even open the curtains, and just watched Xin Yi go out so stupidly.

Bang dang. The horizontal curtain was lowered, and this sound sounded slightly, and at the same time, it also sounded in the hearts of countless pairs of eyes in the dark.

……

Xin Yi wore a rouge Zhaojun Qiu, stepping on the snow alone, she didn't take a sedan chair, she didn't hold an umbrella, the snow fell all over her head, and she didn't realize it.

She just clutched the token tightly in her hand, and clenched it so tightly that the palm of her hand was covered with red marks.

It was a fireball, burning in the palm of her hand, and the heat wave spread through her skin, burning her blood all over her body, and it was still boiling hot on this snowy day.

This time, not for the "country", but for the "family", it ignited my blood.

Xin Yi raised his eyes and saw the Daming Palace with a snow hat not far away, the perseverance that swept through his eyes, and the string of snow nests that stepped out, the farther away, the deeper, the more urgent.

Three hours, two hours, one hour, half an hour. The Great Dynasty of the Lin De Hall begins.

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