This may be the deepest injury Xu Qinglang has ever had;

Men like to show themselves in front of the opposite sex, bragging, and getting nervous, just like an orangutan who likes to beat his chest during courtship, and his mouth keeps saying:

"Oooo

In Zhou Ze's opinion, Xu Qinglang, who had a charming face, seemed to be the first time he had seen that he intended to release that kind of courtship signal.

It's a pity that the girl's sentence: Your house is a resettlement house given by my company.

"Smack!"

Like something is broken,

Xu Qinglang couldn't wait to kneel down with one hand on his chest,

pain

It hurts

It hurts my heart.

The girl slowly stood up and said to Zhou Ze: "Boss, add a WeChat, if you plan to cooperate in the future, you can contact me." ”

"Okay." Zhou Ze naturally would not refuse.

After adding WeChat, the girl took her corgi and left.

Xu Qinglang breathed a long sigh of relief, waved his hand, slowly turned around, and left the bookstore.

He needs some time to recover.

A smile appeared at the corner of Zhou Ze's mouth, it seems that at least in the recent days, the words more than 20 suites should no longer appear on Xu Qinglang's lips.

Turning around, Zhou Ze saw Bai Yingying sitting on a plastic bench in a daze, no, not in a daze, to be exact, she was reading with a copy of "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty".

"Boss, what do you mean by 'the water is too cold' to that ghost?"

A large part of the memory of the female corpse was inherited from Mrs. Bai, in that era, there were not many types of women who read books, and it was naturally impossible to "learn to be rich and rich" like men who wanted to test their fame.

As for the gathering of talented women in "Dream of Red Mansions", they can probably only appear in the book.

"He is the leader of the literary world at the end of the Ming Dynasty, it seems that he has also done the book of the Ministry of Rites, the Qing soldiers entered the customs, the Ming Dynasty is dying, he is ready to martyr, his concubine Liu Ru is ready to accompany him to martyrdom, but the concubine jumped down, he never dared to jump, and said: The water is too cold. Finally surrendered to the Manchus. ”

"Then this person is really not a thing, boss, are you using this to satirize that ghost?" The white warbler asked.

"In fact, although Qian Qianyi finally surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, he has been secretly funding the anti-Qing forces and reporting the news to the anti-Qing army, and he has also been questioned by the Qing court for this."

"This ............" Bai Yingying didn't know how to evaluate this person.

She is very simple, just like an old man and a child watching a TV series and likes to ask bluntly: "This person is good, this person is bad." ”。

For many people, the world is either black or white, and as for the gray area, it is too complicated and difficult to understand, so they simply don't see it.

"The one I just threw into hell is actually similar in nature to Qian Qianyi." Zhou Ze smiled, picked up the teacup, and sat down on the chair behind the counter.

"And you're going to send him to hell?" Bai Yingying was a little puzzled, "At least, it's okay for you to open one eye and close one eye and let him stay in the sun for a while longer, right?" ”

Zhou Ze shook his head, "Are you starting to pity him?" ”

"The water is too cold, it's normal for people." Bai Yingying pouted, "I'm dead now, I've become a zombie, if I'm still alive, I think it should be my choice not to bury the monarch and the court together."

Death, of course, can be praised, and not dying can also be understood. ”

"The ghost judge said that he should die on that day, and he was actually right." Zhou Ze put down the water glass, "I was originally dead, and I came back with a corpse, I was actually trying to survive, I shouldn't have the qualifications to ask others if you should die."

Do you feel the same way? ”

The white warbler nodded.

"Everything needs to be substituted into a specific situation to think, think about the ancients, think about the behavior of the ancients, and must substitute into that era, into the culture, customs, and so on of that era.

From the current point of view, of course, it is a situation in which ethnic harmony is a family of the Chinese nation.

But if it is placed at the end of the Ming Dynasty, everyone should have their own position.

Your thoughts, just like the ancient old peasants who thought that the emperor could eat ten fritters and ten big meat buns for breakfast every day, it is wrong and inappropriate for us to substitute those big figures in history with our own thinking of small people.

Yes, Qian Qianyi did a lot of things for the anti-Qing army after surrendering to the Qing Dynasty, and even ridiculed the Qing Dynasty in the documents he compiled, but that was not enough for him. ”

"Not enough? Do you really have to let people die? The white warbler was puzzled.

"He has to die." Zhou Ze replied very seriously, "Including the ghost I just threw down, he also has to die!" ”

After speaking, Zhou Ze took a deep breath,

"It's okay not to die, leave freely, go to be a rich man, completely forget about the rivers and lakes, abandon the glory and wealth, and have no name since then."

"Why?" Bai Yingying obviously disagrees, "Everyone's life should be in their own hands." ”

"Duoduo's army marched into the city of Nanjing, Qian Qianyi was the highest-ranking person in the city of Nanjing at that time, he led everyone to kneel to welcome the Qing army into the city, and surrendered to the Manchus.

He can't surrender, and he's not qualified to surrender.

His prestige, his identity, his authority, his status, his enjoyment, and his super-standard treatment were all given to him by the imperial court, and it can also be understood that the state gave him.

As much as you get benefits, you should take as much responsibility as you deserve.

You have got so much from the country, a very human minister, even if your waist is about to shake, you still have to pursue Liu Ruyi, you can press the begonia with a pear tree.

Then when the state needs him, he should naturally have the obligation to fulfill his responsibilities.

It's a kind of contract spirit.

The country is in trouble, and the husband is responsible, in fact, even if the ordinary people raise their heads,

Looking at the sky,

No one said they weren't.

But those ancient officials who ate and enjoyed the fat and anointing of the people, they themselves had the obligation to do whatever it took to bring the ship back when the ship of the state was about to sink, and even to be buried with the ship.

It's hard to be a hero, but it's easy to be a villain. We should give us more high-fives and praise heroes, rather than self-substitution to seek excuse for villains.

It's not that I can't be a hero, so it's understandable that villains are also understandable, never have been. ”

The white warbler listened and nodded as if she didn't understand.

"For example, the one in the Temple of Literature, who was the imperial history in the Ming Dynasty, is similar to the current prosecutor, not yet the chief prosecutor, but later he became Jiuqing, similar to today's minister.

After surrendering, he can still mix so well and rise up, you say, should he die?

There was a great official in the Ming Dynasty who once shouted that the country had raised soldiers for 150 years, and the war was righteous and righteous, and it was today. That's the truth. ”

"I'm dizzy." The white warbler shook her head.

"This is a bookstore, and although there are more fiction books, you can also read other books." Zhou Ze twisted his neck, "Anyway, you don't have anything else to do." ”

Bai Yingying glanced at Zhou Ze, meaning to say as if you had something to do.

Zhou Ze got up, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and when he came out, he saw Bai Yingying storing water in his teacup, and Bai Yingying asked again:

"By the way, boss, what happened to the senior official who shouted '150 years of national support'?"

"Oh, I was sent by the emperor to take a stick and beat him hard in front of Zuo Shun's door."

Zhou Ze woke up his nose,

"And then there was no more."

"............" white warbler warbler.

The master and servant were rarely young, chatted about history, and talked about world view;

Of course, this good atmosphere did not last long, because the female corpse immediately dropped her book, picked up her phone, and began to play Glory of the Dead.

But there was a customer in the store again, a middle-aged man, about forty years old, wearing a black down jacket, his face was a little rough, his clothes were also a little torn, and he looked a little honest.

"Boss, can I put a notice on you?" The man asked Zhou Ze very humbly.

"What notice?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Missing Person Notice." The man replied honestly.

"Stick it up." Zhou Ze got up, walked to the door of the store, and watched the other party put a notice on the wall.

"Don't have a picture?" Zhou Ze saw that there was only text on the notice, no photos.

"I was still young when I was taken away, and it was only a few months, and I didn't get a photo." The man rubbed his hands and handed Zhou Ze a cigarette, "Don't dislike it." ”

Zhou Ze took the cigarette and asked, "Abducted?" ”

"No, I was adopted, she had a sister at the time, didn't there be a two-child policy at that time, I couldn't afford the fine, and I was afraid of losing my job, so I had to give it to others for adoption.

Over the years, we have been thinking about her day and night, hoping to see her again, but we have not had much contact with each other over the years, after all, it has been given to others to raise, and other people's families only need to be good to her, and we are not convenient to disturb her, and it is not good for her. ”

"Oh." Zhou Ze nodded.

"This time, it was her brother's bad life and leukemia, and I only knew that the family who raised her lived in this neighborhood more than ten years ago, so I can only look for it here.

The child's eldest sister was not successfully matched, and now her brother's life can only be saved by her, and we happen to be reunited as a family. ”

"Brother?" Zhou Ze frowned and asked, "How old is she this year?" ”

"Seventeen."

"How old is her brother?"

"Sixteen."

"Poor." Zhou Ze sighed.

"Yes, how did a good young child get this disease, boss, you help me pay more attention, I'll go to the front and continue to post, I've already contacted the media, there may be an interview tomorrow."

It is estimated that she will be found soon, and then our family will be reunited, and her brother will be saved. ”

The middle-aged man smiled very honestly,

Then walked to the front.

When he was far away, and his figure disappeared in the night,

Zhou Ze looked at the missing person notice on the wall at the entrance of the store, and said softly:

"Poor."

And then

Zhou Ze stretched out his hand,

Tear off the notice that had just been pasted.