Chapter 40: Juvenile Ideals

In my previous life, I had a very mysterious multiple-choice question, if you had to make a choice, then which one do you choose, the-flavored chocolate or the chocolate-flavored?

This question drove a lot of people crazy. No matter which one you choose, it will be a shadow for a lifetime.

Song Gensheng is also going crazy at the moment, the words are excellent, but the words are so ugly, it is like choosing a piece of-flavored chocolate to eat.

Gu Qing squinted, his eyes were sprayed with murderous aura, and after observing for a long time, he found that Song Gensheng was not acting, he really wanted to vomit when he saw a very ugly word.

What's wrong with this?

I don't know if a beating will cure......

Gu Qing hesitated a little, and then reflected on his hesitation.

Why hesitate? Dare to insult yourself like this, of course you have to beat it, don't beat it and keep it for the New Year?

So Gu Qing stepped forward and beat him, a complete version of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending came down, Song Gensheng was beaten and screamed, Song Gensheng and his father were frightened when he hid in the room, and he was distressed and timid when he saw his son being beaten.

Gu Qing didn't have so many scruples, life was happy in the world, and the person who provoked me was in danger......

After the violence, Gu Qing was refreshed as usual, and Song Gensheng was dying.

"If you think it's a good word, you can concentrate on boasting, don't get involved in irrelevant topics, does the ugly word provoke you?" Gu Qing was also a little tired, panting and breathing.

Song Gensheng said weakly: "I still don't understand...... When did you learn to read and write? I can also compose poems, and the long and short sentences I make are so wonderful, I really can't understand it......"

"Born to be, can you believe it?"

"I don't believe it."

Gu Qing was surprised: "Huh? It's not stupid. ”

Song Gensheng was furious, and then deflated: "I can't beat you, you can say whatever you want." ”

"Don't dwell on this kind of trivial matter, whether you can read or not, whether you can write poetry or not, it is of little use to me, poetry is just a small way, and if you are too deeply immersed, you will be infected with many problems that I hate, the problems of literati."

Song Gensheng was unhappy: "What's wrong with the literati? ”

"The literati are sour and rotten, high and arrogant, and low-eyed, stinky and cowardly, the world is peaceful with a far-sighted look to guide the country, and when the world is in turmoil, it has become a wall grass, and its beautiful name is 'good birds choose trees and perch', do you still want to hear it? The fault of the literati, I can open my mouth and say it for an hour without repeating it. ”

Song Gensheng was really a little angry: "How can literati be so unbearable as you say?" The literati are the most virtuous people, loyal to the Son of Heaven, worried about the society, fearless in the face of danger, and regard death as home, as is the case with all the literati I know. ”

Gu Qing said strangely: "Why are you angry? Do you think you're a literati too? You're just a parallel trade. ”

Song Gensheng was startled, then blinked vigorously with an ignorant face, and began to get entangled, yes, he was just a parallel import, why was he so angry just now?

Immediately, Song Gensheng was agitated and reacted: "No, even if I only read for one day, I am also a reader." ”

"Do real readers agree that you are a reader?" Gu Qing asked his soul.

Song Gensheng froze again, and his expression gradually became depressed.

Gu Qing looked at him and smiled: "Gensheng, do you still want to continue studying?" ”

"Yes."

"I'll ask someone to bring you a book, you can read it yourself, and what are you reading for? In order to govern the country and level the world, or to be an official? ”

Song Gensheng hesitated for a moment and said: "If you want to rule the country and level the world, you have to be an official, and there is no conflict between the two." ”

Gu Qing said seriously: "Gensheng, your temperament can't be an official, and I will put you in danger." ”

"I want to apply what I have learned, benefit one party, and be a clean official, even if my temperament is out of place, even if I am in danger, I will not regret it." Song Gensheng said with a firm expression, and then smiled frustratedly: "It's just casually talking, if you want to take a scientific examination as an official, I'm afraid I won't be able to pass this hurdle." ”

Gu Qing thought for a while and said: "There is more than one way to achieve the goal, you are too stubborn, if you really want to be an official, just wait for me, maybe I will have a way." ”

"What can you do?"

"To be an official is to take a scientific examination, but you don't need to be an official official, you first raise a reputation among local scholars, and if you have a reputation in Shilin, some things will be easy to do."

Song Gensheng smiled bitterly: "Prestige is not so easy to cultivate, although I have not dealt with local readers, but I also know that those who have prestige are knowledgeable and learned, and at my age, I don't read enough books, where is I qualified to raise prestige." ”

Gu Qing sighed: "You, your brain is too dead, you don't know how to be flexible, you still want to be an official, I always feel that you are jumping into the fire pit by yourself...... Tell you a way, you can take out the words I just wrote, treat them as if they were made by you, and show them off in front of those readers, and I will also ask Hao Donglai and Shi Daxing to spend money to hire people to help you promote your reputation and prestige, in fact, it is just to provoke public opinion, so what's so difficult. ”

Song Gensheng's face flushed: "This is a word you made, how can I keep it for myself?" It's so brazen that I can't do it! ”

"I'm not interested in this thing, it's a waste to keep it, it's better to just send it to you, I'll tell you the truth, if you want to be an official, you don't rely on knowledge, you don't rely on ability, and the most important thing is to be thick-skinned, I, the original author, don't mind giving it away, what are you ashamed of." Although I take it out and show it off, I have enough of it and I have some poems here, which are all very good, and I will write you some more when the time comes, and you can take it and continue to show it. ”

patting Song Gensheng on the shoulder, Gu Qing sighed: "It's a good thing to have ideals, we are so young that we can't stay in the mountain village for the rest of our lives, we have to go out and go out in different ways." Although I don't really approve of you being an official, you are in charge of your own life, and you don't need to listen to other people's advice. ”

After speaking, Gu Qing turned around and left, it was almost dark, and he was so hungry that he wasted too much time for this matter.

Song Gensheng stood in place in despair, his eyes unconsciously staring at the water-tune song in his hand, his expression struggling and distorted.

Do you want to go out? Go your own way with someone else's poems?

Conscience and fame and fortune tormented his heart repeatedly.

Sixteen-year-old Song Gensheng suddenly came to the crossroads of life, Gu Qing said, do big things informally. The conscience says, "You are shameless." Gu Qing said again, your conscience is in the way, stab it to death.

…………

When Gu Qing got home, it was already dark, and when he pushed open the door, there was a light in the front room, Gu Qing was startled, picked up a latch and cautiously approached the house.

In the center of the front room, the girl in white sat under the oil lamp, holding her cheek in one hand and playing with a small dagger in the other hand, as if she was bored in class when she was a child.

Gu Qing put down the latch and said unhappily, "Why are you here again?" ”

The girl still looked reserved and cold, as if the queen was ordering her servants: "I am hungry." ”