Chapter Eighty-Five: A Clear Conscience

The young man was furrowed by Meng Shaoguang's words, and he was thinking deeply. But no matter how you think about it, everything Meng Shaoguang said is very much in line with his current situation, and only in this way can he pursue the path he wants to take on the basis of protecting those children.

"Is it okay not to hurt anyone?" The boy muttered to himself.

"It's just a qualitative one." Meng Shaoguang explained to him, "The most terrible weapon in the world is not hurting people, but hurting people's hearts." Some injuries are more uncomfortable than force injuries. If so, it's probably the four words with a clear conscience. ”

"A clear conscience?" The young man looked at Meng Shaoguang, his face full of expectation.

Meng Shaoguang pursed her lips, she felt that she was like a wolf grandmother who taught a bad child, but what is a good child? A little greenhouse flower who doesn't know the world? But where in this world is there an eternal greenhouse? The left and right are not human nature, and the front and back are human hearts.

"Yes, it's like you stole my money bag, although you know in your hearts that it's not right, but you have to do it in order to save Xiaorui and live. This money is nothing to me, but to you, it is life-saving money. You can feel guilty or grateful. But if I give you another chance, you will still do so. Know right and wrong, distinguish between right and wrong, have to do, know the severity, and know how to be grateful. Human nature is inherently selfish, as long as you do the above points, you can have a clear conscience. ”

"It's nothing to you, but it's life-saving money to us, and this gratitude should be measured by the weight of life-saving, right?" The young man looked at Meng Shaoguang expectantly, as if the door to the new century had been opened.

Meng Shaoguang also smiled when he saw him, "Yes." If you thought in your heart that this is nothing to me, and if you steal, you will steal, and I will not stand here and talk to you so much now. "I would have beaten you up when you stole it, okay?

The young man understood what Meng Shaoguang meant, there are many ways to achieve the goal in this world, and you must learn to be flexible when necessary, so that although it is not very fair, the situation is stronger than people, and you can have a clear conscience.

"If you enter the government in the future, the slightest bit of officialdom is a fatal existence, you don't hurt people, but you can't be without the slightest sense of defense. There are some tricks that should be learned as early as possible. "Such a young man who is a master and a young man, with strong ambitions and iron bones, has suffered greatly from the war, and if he does not help him enter the ranks, Meng Shaoguang will feel uneasy. After all, she didn't want to fight, she believed that with this young man, twenty years later, Dasheng and the Western Dynasty might really be able to live in peace. Of course, this is probably also due to the strength of the Dasheng soldiers. She is in the Southern Security Army, and she will make the Western Dynasty Army terrified!

"Yes." The young man nodded vigorously, and when he wanted to go forward with Meng Shaoguang, he found that six people were slowly surrounding them, and the young man's brows furrowed.

"Ermazi! What do you want to do?! The boy rushed to a man who was not kind and full of pockmarks. The posture of his hands and feet had already been set up, protecting Meng Shaoguang behind him.

Er Mazi followed a person named Da Kun in Liulin Lane, occupying the position of the second child, and he was full of pockmarks, hence the name.

"Humph! Don't do anything, Brother Kun said that he was a guest from afar, and wanted to invite this girl to sit in the old building. Er Mazi sneered and cracked a mouthful of yellow teeth, and the posture of the fox and the fake tiger was full of posses.

The young man frowned, looked at Er Mazi in disgust, and said coldly: "Don't you understand the rules of Liulin Lane? She's not from Willow Lane, let her go. ”