Zhang Yue was actually very nervous at the moment.

This is the first time he has summoned a specific object with the words of well-off and peace.

Success or failure is crucial!

It is more likely to directly affect his future self-confidence.

Think about it, the first time I went out of the mountain, I summoned (flickered) to people, but I was rejected miserably.

I'm afraid that in the future, he will remember this lesson and dare not summon (flicker) at will.

Not to mention, if this matter fails, maybe the 'gentlemen' of Gu Liang will have to make fun of him about this matter in the future.

called him 'arrogant' and 'self-conscious', and even coined an idiom to ridicule him.

That's not great.

Dante is even more nervous!

Ten times more nervous than Zhang Yue!

At this moment, there is a fierce ideological struggle going on in his heart.

He's not a young man anymore.

has long passed the age when the blood is full of blood, the blood is boiling, and you can go to the soup for the ideal, and you will not spin your heels.

Time and years have left countless marks on his heart.

He has seen countless people, countless ministers, princes, and great Confucian celebrities.

Those who are full of benevolence, righteousness and morality on weekdays, open their mouths to live in the world, and close their mouths are the people of the society.

But privately, these people, these people who seem to be incorruptible.

Each one is extravagant and extravagant.

For example, the young secretary who had tried to recruit him many times.

This old Ming Mansion, everyone thinks that he is incorruptible, he is ordinary and hospitable, and he is also coarse clothes, and he only uses two dishes and one soup to entertain guests, eats coarse rice, and drinks oil-free soup.

Even the Son of Heaven thought that he was a clean official and honest and honest.

But......

Who can know that under the coarse clothes of this old Ming Mansion, there is a delicate and gorgeous sable cloth, which is worth 100 gold of Shu brocade cloth?

Who would know that in the backyard of this old Ming mansion, there are five built-in kitchens, and there are as many as fifteen cooks for him and his family alone?

Every time I eat, Sanding is not enough!

The fake makes Ding Shu feel disgusting!

And people like this, people who do this, Ding Zhan has seen more than three or five over the years.

In comparison, the now infamous Gongsun Jingsheng is hateful.

But at least they are not pretending to be sincere.

He never hides his greed and shamelessness.

Ding Xuan wasn't sure, was the young man in front of him also going the same way as those people?

Or even harboring evil intentions?

For example, he just coveted his own property and technology, and used this so-called 'building a well-off society and rejuvenating the peace' to deceive himself.

As long as you take the bait and become an official, isn't that the meat on the other party's felt board?

Ding Xuan has not heard of similar things.

Can......

In my heart, there is still a voice calling and singing: "The benefit of the world!" Eliminate the evils of the world! Recreate a new king! ”

The descriptions of the well-off world and the peaceful world that he had heard made his blood boil even more, and he could hardly help himself!

No one can refuse the call of those great worlds!

Even if it's an illiterate peddler pawn, even if it's a city dan Sikong who has nothing to do, it can't!

Ding Xuan even remembered his father's lament when he was dying: "If you hate to die of righteousness, leave it for today's shame...... What face to see the ancestors of the past dynasties under the nine springs! ”

So he ordered his brothers and sisters not to be buried, only wrapped in bamboo mats, not allowed to erect monuments and build mounds, and only allowed to worship once a year in front of his mausoleum.

In this life, Ding Xuan was naturally also influenced by the ram's thoughts.

He knew that his father had fallen into the abyss and become a sinner of his ancestors!

The only way to save him is to rebuild the broken inheritance with himself and his children and grandchildren!

But......

How to rebuild!

Fathers, ancestors, and teachers have been suffering for a hundred years and have achieved nothing.

Haven't you already despaired and given up?

But why...... Why...... Is that heart still beating now?

Why is it so hard to help yourself?

In the midst of such complex emotional distress, Ding was undecided.

He didn't know if he should accept the other party's invitation and gamble on the blood in his heart and the dreams of his father's ancestors and teachers, or ...... Accept fate, accept reality?

Love is not attacking, and Shangxian is still the same!

Does the path of Zimozi still exist today?

Does the world exist in which the power of a hundred crafts prosper the world and use the tools of a hundred crafts to be the king of the four seas?

Ding Chu didn't know, and he couldn't give an answer.

But......

He looked around at his disciples and nephews.

These young people, these young people who are full of vitality.

Some of them have been following them for fifteen years, and some of them have only just begun to follow them, and the childishness on their faces has not even faded.

If you rashly step into the official career, enter Vanity Fair.

If they fail, what will happen to them?

Thinking of this, Ding Xuan finally made a decision, he couldn't and should put his disciples in disregard for his own personal pursuit!

He is not a saint like Mr. Mo Zhai.

can be barefoot and clothed for the great benefit of the world, running among the nations.

In order to prevent the Chu State from attacking the Song Dynasty, he could run thousands of miles to the Chu capital for ten days and ten nights, without eating or drinking, to eliminate the war.

He is not Meng Sheng, he can stick to the lonely city for a promise, and die and be annihilated.

It's not a belly, you can ignore the relationship between father and son.

He wasn't even as good as any of his former disciples.

You can see the people of the world as more important than yourself, and you can rather starve and suffer from cold in order to save a lonely widow.

He can't, he's just a mortal.

Humble life in this world, relying on skills and a little bit of subtle skills, in this troubled era to create a warm harbor for the family.

Not to mention the world, he can't even save his own father.

Thinking of this, Ding Chu looked at Zhang Yue, bowed and said: "The servant is very affectionate, and he is afraid of ......."

"It's just...... Slow down the villain, only seek to live in the world, not to be heard in the world......"

"Besides, the slow is approaching the age of no confusion, and the body is weak and weak, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to support the servants to make a great cause!"

"May the best people be chosen among the servants......"

Saying that, Ding Chuan paused deeply and put his head against the ground, at this moment Ding Chuan seemed to feel that his heart was bursting and shattering.

He even wanted to regret it immediately, and immediately paused: "Meng Gong will not give up, and I am willing to spend the rest of my life as a lackey for the public and make a modest contribution to the great cause of the public......"

But his sanity forcibly restrained and controlled his actions.

He knew that he was no longer a child.

He is responsible for others and for himself.

"Father, the gods are above, forgive my son for being unfilial......" he choked in his heart, muttering to himself to the gods of his deceased father.

Until this moment, he finally understood the artistic conception of his old father's words when he was dying: Hate to die of righteousness, and be ashamed today!

"If I could be born in the world of Mo Zhai...... No, even if it was only born in the world of Tian Heng...... You should also abandon everything and go to the soup and fire, at any cost! ”

It's a pity that now is the end of the Mo family.

Not to mention Mr. Mo Zhai, even the ink is extinct.

What else could he do?

What can be done?

O sages who tore their lives!

Those ancestors who died with the grass and trees!

It's Ding slow, unfilial piety, and unrighteousness!

After death, under the nine springs, I am ashamed to meet with you!