The winter snow in Shuofang fell year after year, and almost every year when it snowed, two people would sit on that hillside, watching the snowflakes fly away, watching the whiteness cover the wasteland.

Gu Nan would occasionally dance a sword in the snow, Duanmu Qing would sit on the side and watch, she didn't understand the sword, she just thought that the gray-white clothes were beautiful in the snow.

Picking herbs, watching the man write things she didn't understand every day, telling stories and jokes to amuse her, and watching her look at the endless wasteland.

Or every day, every year, so that she never felt that time was in the past, as if she was stuck in a moment, a moment that she didn't want to leave.

It wasn't until her sideburns began to turn gray and she began to grow old that she suddenly realized that half of her life had passed.

And the people beside her have never grown old, and the green silk is still the same, still the same as it was back then.

She remembered that back then, Gu Nan once said that she was very old, and also said that she was her old friend.

I didn't think much about it at the time, just thought it was nonsense.

Now that I think about it, maybe what she said was true, but she was just confused.

Gu Nan never said that he hadn't grown old, and Duanmuqing never mentioned it.

That year was another heavy snowfall, and the two of them were sitting on the hillside, the flying snow was on the side, but Duanmu Qing just looked at Gu Nan.

Gu Nan asked her with some doubts.

"What are you looking at?"

A long time ago, when the two of them saw the first snow, Gu Nan also asked her the same thing, and at that time she turned around and said that the snow was beautiful.

This time, she didn't look back, just looked at Bai Shang, her eyes were stunned, she smiled, and muttered.

"You're beautiful."

Gu Nan didn't know why Duanmuqing suddenly said this, so he smiled and sat on the snow to correct.

"It's called Joon."

Duanmu Qing looked at Xue and smiled slightly, her eyes seemed to be slightly red.

The snowflakes were flying, and in a trance, she wanted to turn into a snowflake so that it could land on her shoulder.

After that snowy day.

The morning air was a little cold, Duanmu Qing carried a basket on his back, and the breath exhaled from his mouth and nose condensed into a small patch of frost and mist.

Gu Nan was still resting in the house, Duanmuqing glanced back at the room, and through the unclosed window, she could still see the people inside.

After a moment of basket making, she turned around and walked down the path in a distracted manner.

By the time Gu Nan woke up, she was the only one left in the courtyard.

Duanmuqing left her a message, written on a bamboo stick, saying that she was going to Guanzhong to find medicine, and there was no need to look for her again.

Gu Nan stood at the table for a while, she didn't know what to do.

Maybe she should go to her.

She slowly placed the bamboo strip on the table.

Perhaps, she really shouldn't have gone to her again.

That night, Gu Nan carried the books she had written over the years and left here.

She held the hat on her head, carrying it without a grid. She's also going to Guanzhong to do something she hasn't finished.

During the reign of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Emperor Wu used Dong Zhongshu's words to respect Confucianism and depose Dr. Taichang, who did not govern the Confucian "Five Classics". Thought that above the court, there were many Confucian students. At the same time, there are also many Confucian scholars who are promoted from cloth clothes.

Because of this, the doctor of the court ruled Confucianism, and the cloth and clothes in the world all learned Confucius and Mencius.

On the contrary, the other hundred schools of thought are often neglected, and many doctrines are even in danger of inheritance because there are no descendants.

Later generations said that this was to depose the hundred schools of thought and respect Confucianism.

In fact, this remark is a bit heavy, and Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty said that there is Confucianism alone, but there is no dethronement of the hundred schools.

As a country, it naturally needs a unified ideology and ruling system, so that the imperial power can be consolidated.

In the West, religion is usually used as a means, thanks to the creation of ancestors, and the unified ideas used in China in ancient times generally have nothing to do with religion.

The rule of law is based on the rule of law, the rule of Confucianism by the rule of the world, and the rule of the people by the Tao, and these different political ideas can be alternated with each other in different time periods. During the reign of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, he undoubtedly only chose Confucianism.

But choosing Confucianism does not mean deposing the hundred schools, as far as Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty is concerned, he is not using Legalism for the court?

And the two families above the court are also mostly legalists and vertical and horizontal families.

As a ruling ideology, Legalism is not allowed to spread among the people, so it is forbidden to practice among the people. As for the Zongheng family, the doctrine that was regarded as a tongue and tongue to disturb unrest was deposed.

As for other doctrines, they can't be regarded as being rectified, and the real suffering lies in the fact that most of the Confucian students in the court are promoted to learn Confucianism, so that most people go to learn Confucianism, and the other hundred schools of thought have a lot less inheritance from their descendants, and most of them will disappear.

Among them, the Mohists are one of them, and the Mohist ideology is incompatible with the rulers' thoughts, and the reason for this is that the Mohists mostly stand on the position of the weak to fight for interests.

It is also because of this that for the ruler, the ideas of the ink are not suitable for the court, and the ink is difficult to be an official, and his thoughts are too much and love, and it is difficult to survive in the world, making it difficult for the ink to be valuable.

In the Han Dynasty, the prestige of the Mo family also fell to a minimum, which made the people of this doctrine not popular at all.

You can't be an official, you can't be expensive, and you're not treated well, and learning the thoughts of the ink artist is a lifetime of penance.

But anyone who has some ambitions or private desires will not learn from the Mohists, so where is there no one in this world who has no selfish desires?

If you want to inherit this doctrine at this time, I am afraid that if you don't eat the fireworks of the world, you don't have what you want, and you don't have ambitions to become enlightened.

But where in this world can there be any idlers who don't eat the fireworks of the world, have nothing to ask for, and have no ambitions?

"Da-da-da-da."

The light rain in the sky wet the clothes of the pedestrians, the rain is not heavy, but the wet clothes are uncomfortable, the pedestrians' steps are a little faster, trying to avoid these disturbing drizzles.

A man on the road was also hurriedly running down the street with a bookcase in her arms, probably because she was afraid that the rain would wet the books inside.

It looks like a student on a study tour, wearing a white dress and a hat on his head.

The man looked ordinary, but if you looked closely, you would find something strange, her steps on the ground would not make a splash, but would only ripple slightly.

She ran under one of the eaves before she stopped.

"Bad luck." Looking up at the rain in the sky, Gu Nan scolded in a low voice.

I put the bookcase on the slightly drier ground on the side, so that there would be no rain under the eaves, and patted the water stains on my body.

When she came out of the gates, what she did was to visit hundreds of people from all over the world to study and memorize their teachings.

As far as she knows, after the Han Dynasty, many of the hundred schools of thought were lost, and many of them were the sages of the ancestors, and it would be a pity if they were all lost, so she was ready to write them down so that these things could have descendants.

This is also something that she can do alone.

She is not a virtuous person, she can't govern the country, and she can't govern the world, but she also hopes that she can do something that will be of some use to future generations.