Lan Zhijun pondered for a moment, still with a somewhat incomprehensible look on her face.

"Let me think about it."

"There's no hurry." Bai Ling said softly, "Lan Zhijun can also probe the tone above again in the next few days to see if it is as I said." ”

The game was played very slowly, and in the end, Lan Zhijun threw again and conceded defeat.

"Concession." Bai Ling said softly.

"This game on the chessboard is not for me after all." Lan Zhijun sighed, "You take Heng Yuanjun's "Qingle Collection" away, on my desk, it was originally given to you." ”

Bai Ling was stunned for a moment.

"Hengyuan-kun gave it to me?"

"Hmm." Lan Zhijun nodded, "When I went to Qinyuan to look for him to review last month, he asked me to hand it over to you. ”

Bai Ling was silent, she got up and walked to Lan Zhijun's table, and sure enough, the chess game that had been locked in the cabinet in the past was placed on the table right today.

"No wonder," said Bai Ling, softly, "I said how this book has no corners...... It turned out to be from Heng Yuanjun again. ”

Bai Ling raised his head, "Thank you Lan Zhijun for cutting your love." ”

Lan Zhijun laughed quite self-deprecatingly, "It's not a kind of love, this black and white game, I won't touch it again in the future." ”

"Why?" Bai Ling was a little surprised, "Isn't it fun to play chess?" ”

"If you can't win, there's nothing interesting to talk about." Lan Zhijun said softly, "What interests you are must be what people are good at...... Do you keep doing what you're not good at? ”

Bai Ling suddenly remembered the strong sense of victory and defeat he had experienced from Lan Zhijun when he played against Lan Zhijun in the other courtyard for the first time.

"Heng Yuan-kun is a good opponent on the chessboard," Bai Ling diverted the topic, and she chuckled softly, "I haven't beaten him yet." ”

"Oh, you're a person who is getting braver and braver," Lan Zhijun smiled, "After coming to Baihuaya, you are also the first one to use this Lan brand as a benevolent hall." ”

Bai Ling also smiled and did not speak.

"What should I say to you?" Lan Zhijun continued, "Worthy of being the descendant of Imperial Doctor Bai?" ”

Bai Ling laughed along, and when she mentioned her father, she suddenly felt a little emotional.

"Anyway, when it was just winter last year, I went to my uncle's house in the countryside." She said suddenly.

"Hmm." Lan Zhijun whispered.

"At that time, my uncle told me that he and my father had taken their own names. Jun is a kind of wheel used in pottery. Bai Ling's eyes lowered, "I asked him why my father used Tao Jun as his name, and he said that he didn't know either, so he had to ask my father himself."

"But when I returned home later, there were too many things, and I forgot to ask him what the meaning of the word 'Shijun' was, but I had some guesses."

Lan Zhijun looked at her.

"Before firing, the craftsman slowly kneades the clay into shape, then inserts the handle and lugs while the clay is still wet, and then scrapes the inner and outer walls to make the surface of the clay smooth...... All of this is done on the pottery, and the craftsman has to constantly rotate the wheel to adjust the shape of the clay.

"It's strange that my dad didn't think of himself as the craftsman who kneaded the clay when he named him, nor did he think of himself as the carefully fired pottery porcelain, he saw himself as a small Tao Jun, but not a simple Tao Jun - he wanted to be the Tao Jun of this world.

So I guess that when he was young, he was probably a restrained but proud person, who could not only appreciate the insignificance of the world, but also hoped to do his best not to waste his time. Even if he himself is not the last work itself, which condenses countless efforts, it will be an important part of the birth process of this work. ”

Bai Ling's voice was soft, "He has always been a selfless person. ”

"What is selfishness, what is public heart, and the public heart of outsiders is not his own selfishness." Lan Zhijun sneered lightly, "If he was willing to hold back his appetite for a while, why would you and your brother have come to this point." ”

Bai Ling looked at Lan Zhijun, "My Bai family has fallen to this point, but it is not only because my father was quick to talk about the concubine's condition at the beginning. ”

"It's useless to talk about it." Lan Zhijun said softly, "The way of the world is such a world, he can't change a Tao Jun, you are a Bailing...... It can't be changed, if you take away your useless 'public heart' as soon as possible, maybe your end will not be as tragic as today. ”

"......," Bai Ling smiled, "Maybe you're right." ”

Lan Zhijun heard a little disapproval in Bai Ling's tone, and he smiled, "Don't you accept it." ”

Bai Ling didn't look at him, just sighed lightly, "No." It's just that after arriving at Baihuaya, I often recall and reflect on myself...... How did I get to where I am today? ”

"Hmm."

"The public heart is something that it can't see or touch, but in many cases, one person's public heart will affect and even determine the direction of another group of people's future lives." Bai Ling said softly.

She suddenly thought of Huang Chongde again, remembered the story that Huang Chongde told her at the beginning and the end of the war, remembered Bai Shijun picking up the baby girl on the mountain and forest path, remembered Fourteen, thought of Bai Yi, and remembered Chen Yicong's frightened and angry appearance on that snowy night...... There were even those who had come out of the Tzu Chi Hall in the southwest corner of the country and whom she had never met.

Bai Ling took a light breath and said with a smile, "Otherwise, how can we say that people and people's fate are closely related." There are some things that you think have nothing to do with you, but they are related, and there are things that you think you are not there for, but you are actually there.

"Stretch the scale of time a little, not only look at the gains and losses at this moment, but also think about which part of history you are stepping on now, and some people will know what choice they should make at the moment."

Bai Ling smiled lightly and whispered.

"'At the great moment of fate, all the virtues of the citizen—carefulness, obedience, diligence, prudence—were of no avail. It always asks only of a genius and makes him immortal. Fate scornfully turns out the timid. Destiny - another god in this world, is only willing to lift the brave high with his passionate arms and send them to the paradise of heroes. ’”

Bai Ling looked at Lan Zhijun, "Has anyone taught you such a truth?" ”

Lan Zhijun frowned slightly.

"People like my father, some people respect him, some people laugh at him, and some people complain about him...... Because when he makes a choice, he will always stick to the path he wants, even if it is 'difficult'. I don't have that kind of courage, and many people don't.

"My father is not a good father, but he did teach me some truths by word and deed...... Bai Ling lowered his eyes and smiled, "'Er Cao's body and name are destroyed, and the rivers will not be wasted. ’”

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