Chapter 446: I curse your seven generations of ancestors

How could ordinary people understand Najib's current mood? He watched a barbarian boy talk to him about morality and faith. People are not talking in vain, after all, Najib is also a devout believer in the Holy Light for a period of time when he was a child. He was young and ignorant at the time, believing that under the light of the Holy Light, everyone was equal, and that he could be treated equally even if he was disabled or deformed.

It wasn't until his dreams were shattered that he realized that those stories were nothing more than empty words, that a saint appeared and sacrificed himself to save the world, and that the saints ended up being martyred. It's not a good world, it's not a good future. Everyone is a honey-bellied sword, and they seem to speak very well, but they are often very dirty.

"Hmm...... To be honest, I'm puzzled, it's said that a few years ago the Bourkeso people still didn't have a lot of contact with the outside world - can you even play the violin now?" Nagy said even with some amusement.

โ€œ...... I'm learning piano, but I can't learn keyboard instruments -- it's not like a keyboard warrior. Cybertron muttered, the difference between reality and imagination is too great, no matter how the aura of the legendary protagonist revolves around him, his hand can carry a giant sword like a door panel of several hundred pounds, but ...... But keyboard instruments especially need fingers to open and close! My own musical cells have always been not very good, and I have worked hard to learn erhu, which basically belongs to the type that is not used in Europe. Well, those beautiful male protagonists who are all rainbow-colored, and they all walk with their own arias-it doesn't seem to have much to do with themselves: "And I can't learn the violin, is the erhu counted." โ€

"......? I don't understand these English, what is a keyboard warrior? Erhu ...... What's it again?"

"Well, there is no violin in our side (of the time) elegant, but on your side it should be considered that my foreign monks will recite the scriptures - you don't care. "Cybertron really doesn't want to say much about these things, because his reputation in Europe - shameless plagiarism, shameless 'borrowing', isn't it just to be able to make some good name to use now......? So he quickly moved on to the next topic: "You just said that we Bourkeso people like the feeling of death?no, no, no, no+ Of course I'm afraid of death, even if it's a Bourkeso don't know about suicide, okay?"

"I thought you'd tell me something ...... righteous," Najib didn't quite understand Cybertron's leapfrog thinking.

"I'll make an analogy with two of our Bourkeso favorite foods, okay?"

"Well, yes. โ€

"It doesn't matter if the Naga and the bears faint in the toilet or not, but we love to eat fish and bear's paws, and we choose to eat bear's paws when we can't eat them together. โ€

"This ...... It's normal - I eat bear's paws if I were replaced, because it's more delicious and rare. โ€

From this point of view - we certainly like to live, but we must also do it to die for our own duty. When we can't get these two together, we can only choose to give up our lives and choose to die to do our part. Cybertron begins with the Tao, an impromptu speech, which uses a very simple metaphor to provoke the next thought: "To be alive, of course we Bourkeso people like it too." But there is a more important responsibility than living idlely, and we have to do it, and we will not live secretly. Of course we hate death as well, and who wouldn't want to live?, but there is something more disgusting to us than death, and we will not avoid all the calamities!-"

Next, Cybertron is the Tao, Yin and Yang are frustrated, and the British lingua franca is deepened layer by layer, sentence by sentence. To be honest, translating this article also wasted a lot of his cranial nerves, and it was impossible to open his mouth and come out, nor could it be an impromptu speech. But he'll pretend he can't. Later, he said, "A bowl of rice, a bowl of soup, if you eat it, you can live, and if you don't eat it, you will die." โ€

and so on, and finally set a high profile at [everyone can do it, and those who can't do it just don't want to do it].

"......" Najib honestly did not have such an education.

His ideological and moral lessons were given to him by the priests, and to be honest, most people in this world are taught by the priests. up to the prince and grandson, down to the peddler pawn. This is a very strict problem, religious morality is the morality of life, and the three views of the Pope are the three views of all people. When the three views of ordinary people are really contrary to the Pope, everyone will fall into the confusion of faith. Coupled with the fact that the Pope himself has three wrong views, generally speaking, the noblest thing in the world is to ...... [martyrdom], and it is good to donate all the money, and always be ready to dedicate oneself to religion. There is no room for any leakage in the heart.

This is a strict problem, it is too high-minded, and those who understand it do not intend to abide by it, and those who do not understand it ignore it at all. It's kind of approachable, almost instructive......

Nonsense.

To be honest, Najib seems to have these things as nonsense, even. Saying something too beautiful is nonsense in the eyes of a person like him who has experienced ups and downs, as long as he can do anything in order to survive. Don't say it's a slur, even if you scold and throw it on the ground, you have to eat it - anyway, Najib is such a person, and he has already died I don't know how many times.

So Najib looked at the Cybertron in front of him, who seemed to really regard these as his philosophy of life, and suddenly became a little annoyed. But there is nothing to be done, who makes the family born such a powerful race, born to do these righteous things, born with a righteous and strict face, born to speak these great truths?

Cybertron talked for a long time, but no one applauded, and no stranger said anything to him--this made him very unhappy and disappointed, and looked left and right at this tavern that the other party called the best in the city, as if it was just like that, and even a little ...... Dirty mess.

A small wooden hut made entirely of wood, Cybertron does not see a single brick on the main structure. How so...... It is really Hungary here, the national costume has completely separated from the European realm and has its own unique development, it is not a Slav, it is not an Arab...... Neither is it.

(True story, real horror) The clothes worn by those civilians at first glance felt that Cybertron had crossed again, with their hair tied up and their right cheeks, and silk around their waists...... Of course, this is an ordinary civilian, and some soldiers or mercenaries wear more European style, and even some Tatar style. They...... The buttons of the clothes were divided into two rows and quite numerous, and there were obviously more decorative capes and shawlsโ€”these men laughed and talked loudly in the tavern. Ordering & ...... After eating, it seemed that she wanted not to give money, but the proprietress rushed out with a kitchen knife.

In such a noisy environment, it seems that it is difficult to get the nobleman opposite, it is difficult to find a literate person who can understand what he says, and it is even more difficult to find someone who can understand the English dialect.

"Well, a rare Bourkeso...... But if you talk like that, not many people will actually listen, will they?"

Najib smiled, noncommittal about Cybertron's approach.

"No, I'm a prince anyway, and I have a way to get our people to listen to me. โ€

"Hmm...... That's going to be difficult, my lord. Najib asked, puzzled, "What do you think you can do to drive people......'s hearts?" Drives people to the good side?"

"Hmph~ You don't know this. Cybertron smiled slightly, this is what he is most proud of: "Thanks to the battle of the Holy Light not long ago, the undead almost killed the nobles on our side, a group of second-class goods ran away, and the nobles in England now fled to their own destiny, and almost two-thirds of the major nobles disappeared." My wife holds more than sixty county titles and more than a dozen dukedom titles in the countryโ€”"

โ€œ...... Huh?"

"Don't 'ah' - then we are going to learn from the royal family of Enamel and the Italian republics (so it is understandable), and in the future whoever wants to be an 'official' will have to take an exam. Even peasants can take these exams to get into school, and what do they study when they enter school? Just learn what I just said. โ€

โ€œ...... Tell me more?" Najib sounded fresh, but that piqued his interest.

"No problem...... The mead is gone, another glass of mead!" he used the word "mead", he used in Hungarian.

So Cybertron said a lot more, in short, the imperial examination system...... If you dislike this word too much, then let's change it to another word - [blueprint of modern civil servant evaluation system].

"So, in this way, the system will be tied to everyone. It can also solve social contradictions, and the upper class will not ...... Is it my delusion, the group of guys pointed at me and laughed loudly. Cyber talks about it, but there comes a time when it can't go on. He casually pointed with his index finger at a few laughing people at the next table: "Are they sick?"

"Uh......" Najib turned his head to look at the people who were no longer smiling, and then at Cybertron, "You...... Just pointed at them with your index finger?"

โ€œ...... This finger you mean?" Cybertron cocked up his index finger.

"Oh...... Cultural differences. Najib nodded thoughtfully: "Fortunately, you are from Bourkeso, and you have high combat effectiveness." โ€

"What do you mean?"

"We just had such a good talk, don't look at me so tall, I'm actually disabled - so you're going to have to protect me later." That's a bunch of Tatars, and if you point your index finger at them and speak, you're scolding their seven generations of ancestors -- do you know what it means to scold seven generations of ancestors? โ€