Chapter 152: Truth and Falsehood
A middle-aged man at the head was wearing a leather robe and did not lead a donkey, and looked at the three of them from a distance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info couldn't help but be startled, but he immediately retracted his stunned look and ran towards them quickly.
When he came to the front, he directly bowed down to Gillian and nodded.
It is one of the "nine worships", and it is such a big gift when you meet for the first time. Rao couldn't stand it, so Gillian avoided it, and turned to bow slightly and exclaimed: "I can't stand it, I can't stand it." What do you call it? ā
This middle-aged man is dressed like a wealthy man with a slightly chubby figure. The eyebrows and eyes are kind, and there is a smile from the inside out. It's just a pair of eyes that shine with a keen and shrewd light, and it's not so kind as it seems.
The middle-aged man arched his hand, bowed slightly, and said, "You just call me Lao Li." ā
This middle-aged man who calls himself Lao Li has excellent maintenance of his hands, and at first glance he is a pampered person. is so humble in front of Gillian, I'm afraid it's because of the master of Songshi Zhai.
The strangest thing is that he was not curious and didn't ask who Gillian was, but then said: "Little master, the slave is still handing over to you for the first time, do you think it will start now?" ā
Little master? What is this called? Is he a house slave of the master of Songseki?
But shouldn't you call her that?
Gillian explained at the moment: "Lao Li, I was just entrusted by the old lady to pick up things, and I can't be the master." ā
Lao Li was stunned for a moment, and he was a little puzzled in his heart. But immediately put on a smiling face and responded, "Okay, what do you say?" ā
As they spoke, the team of donkeys had already arrived. Lao Li led Gillian to look at them one by one, and pointed out to her the things that each donkey was carrying one by one.
Cloth and silk, precious incense, all kinds of traditional Chinese medicine, bamboo slips and silk books, honey and cane sugar, oil, salt, wine and vinegar, preserved fish and duck, rice and noodles and dried goods......
Everything that can be used in daily life, I have brought some of it. In particular, the bamboo slips and silk books used three donkeys.
Lao Li took the same time to point it out to Gillian, and talked for more than half an hour before he stopped until his mouth was dry. Then he looked at Gillian with an inquiring gaze, and Gillian didn't know what the rules were in the past. However, there has always been no mistake, so he nodded slightly.
When they spoke, the men leading the donkeys all hung their heads deeply, and none of them raised their heads to look at Gillian. Presumably, this is also the rule.
Lao Li saw that Gillian was satisfied, and asked again, "Do you have any other orders?" Do you want anything else next time? ā
The old lady had told her what she wanted to tell the person who had come to deliver something. However, I have always wanted to go, and there is really nothing lacking in Songshi Zhai.
He shook his head with a smile, and Lao Li stopped asking. After bowing again, he said goodbye and didn't wait for Gillian to speak, he took a few steps backwards and dodged away, and the donkey leader wrapped the rope around the donkey's neck, and also turned away with the leader.
They threw dozens of donkeys to Gillian like this, and Gillian wanted to stop them, but she knew that she was afraid that it would be like this before.
At the moment, I had to watch their figures go down the mountain, and the donkeys were very docile and did not move. Just spinning around in place slightly, waiting.
Several people glanced at each other, and Zhu Ge whispered: "This old Li is very human, and the sun is very vicious. ā
Indeed, the three of them were standing here. This Lao Li only took a look at it, and decided that Gillian was in charge. And there is no doubt why Gillian came, she was very humble between the lines, and she only made people feel like a spring breeze.
The mysteries along the way, why not this one?
Gillian just smiled helplessly at Zhu Ge when she heard this, and ordered to get up and go back.
Gillian led the donkey, Xue Wu watched at the end, and Zhu Ge watched in the middle of the team. The group walked back, and finally received something, and it was the warmest time in the afternoon. The sun is everywhere, and the mood is slowly being sunburned like a flower.
A few people laughed and walked back, but the line was long, and they had to shout.
It's strange to go back, and along the way, I really followed the map that Gillian remembered. It only took more than an hour to get out of the mountains and forests and into the open area of the plains.
Songshi Zhai stood there quietly, hanging on the roof of the mountain, and the three steps of the heavy Xuan. The fence contains snow, and the color is pale. The stone cliffs are abrupt and mossy everywhere.
came back so normally and easily, not only did it not make Gillian feel much happier. On the contrary, I became more and more preoccupied in my heart, but now I have to deal with these donkeys and things first.
He took a deep breath and asked Zhu Ge and Xue Wu to look at the donkey team. She walked quickly through the three-story jade hall door, and a hot air rolled towards her.
The snow rolled into the boots, and it was already soaked. There was also a mist on her shoulders between her hair, and Gillian couldn't care less about the discomfort and continued to walk.
When I got to the study, I knocked on the door and whispered, "Old lady, the things have been retrieved, how to place them?" ā
As soon as she finished speaking, the door opened. The old lady smiled in her eyes, nodded to her unusually kindly, and said, "Good boy, go." Call your two maidservants in and go back to the Red Chamber to freshen up." Don't get sick from the cold, the old man will do the rest by himself. ā
I don't feel very cold in the snow, but when I enter this house, the cold air on my body is really uncomfortable when the heat volatilizes. didn't shirk it at the moment, and went out to call Zhu Ge and Xue Wu to come in and go to the Red Mansion.
As soon as he went to the Flying Pavilion, he heard the old lady calling Zhang Boda angrily. Gillian didn't realize it, and knew that such a vain labor was a waste if she didn't use it.
The first thing Gillian did when she arrived in the room was not to look for a change of clothes, but to look at the moment quickly. Shen Shi, just arrived at Shen Shi, not a single point.
It's only three o'clock in the afternoon?
Gillian looked at the leak in amazement, and looked and looked. Even if I was mentally prepared for an adventure in the day, I still couldn't believe it at the moment.
"Ma'am?"
Zhu Ge and Xue Wu found their clothes and came to call her. Gillian came to her senses in the shadow of a swaying tree and replied, "You go down first, and I'll come." ā
Zhu Ge responded, but Gillian didn't have the heart to look for clothes for a while. Sitting on a stool, looking at the sunshine all over the ground, I was in a daze.
What exactly is true? What is Fake?
Is seeing believing? But what about the eyes that begin to deceive you?
Or is it ...... The world is deceiving you......
All these adventures, shouldn't be admired by Qimen Dunjia's anti-heaven technique? But she only felt that she had a feeling of being illusory, unreal, and unrealistic.
What should be the definition of truth? And what should be used to divide the leave?
In this world, there are still many things that we don't know and haven't touched.
We have vision, so we can see, but the world is not the same as ours in the eyes of people with color blindness.
We have a sense of hearing, so we can hear the most beautiful melodies in the world.
We have a sense of taste, and we can taste the delicacies of the mountains and seas.
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So is it possible to say that there is one more feeling. If there is more understanding of the world, is there still a lot of things in the world that are floating around us but cannot be perceived?
It's like a tree, no pain, no vision, no feeling. But in its long life, the world is like this, and it is us who are not normal.
Or maybe we lose a certain feeling. Then we will also feel that the world has no color, no sound, and no taste.
So, what exactly do we lack?
Gillian remembered that when she was a child, she always envied cats and dogs, and she could see things clearly at night. Mom said it was because the animals had good night vision, but now I wonder if it was because the earth didn't need sunlight in the first place.
It's just that humans don't have such abilities, they don't.
In Gillian's previous life, she just went to school and went home to play the piano well. Try not to let yourself get excited.,When it comes to the philosophy part of the politics class, it's just like the rest of the students to take notes.ć
Unexpectedly, in this life. But since I was a child, I often think about these complex and difficult philosophical questions. (To be continued.) )