Rebirth and stocking up in the apocalypse, I have tens of thousands of supplies for the world

It was even difficult for her to sincerely stand up for them, as she was just a passer-by thousands of years later.

She didn't know where the entire plot was going, but she had already commented on what she needed to say: the queen was very beautiful and brave.

The king was a determined and capable man of action, but that was all.

Maybe she felt a little regretful, but she didn't know where the regret came from, nor did she know who to vent it to.

I can only say that it's a little regrettable, that's all, Hua Ningyao thought calmly as he looked at the palace that had been burned for a long time.

. . . . . .

The scene before her eyes changed again, from a burning palace to an ancient road.

"Teacher, please take a rest."

When she turned around, she saw a group of people walking towards her. There was a carriage in front with an old man sitting in it, and a group of people following behind him.

He looked a little old, but his demeanor told her that he was no ordinary person.

"No."

The old man on the carriage waved his hand and looked back at the city wall behind him. Hua Ningyao followed his gaze.

At this moment, she actually understood the ancient characters above, which was clearly the word "Lu".

Then who is he? Where is this place? What era is it?

"Master, wait for me!"

At this time, a few more people chased out from the city. They ran to the old man and saluted him.

"Master, you are going to travel around the world, how can you not take us with you?"

The old man looked at him kindly and just said.

“I don’t know how long or how far I will have to go on this journey, and I don’t know what kind of hardships I will encounter.”

"So you should take us with you, because we are the ones who can endure hardships the most."

Those few people spoke anxiously, and the old man stopped persuading them and just said.

"it is good."

So a few people continued on their way, and soon many people came from other places. It seemed that they were all his students.

They all chose to go together, and the old man just had some tears in his eyes and could only say yes repeatedly.

Hua Ningyao saw that there were all kinds of people in the group, including tall and strong warriors and gentle and refined scholars.

There are all kinds of people, but they all have great respect for that old man. Is he the one?

Hua Ningyao was dragged onto the carriage again, and she discovered that the old man also seemed very tall.

Well, it turns out that our ancestors were so tall and mighty, so how did the title of sick man come about?

Along the way, the old man did not put on much airs, and they were not very wealthy either, so they often had to sleep in the open air.

At the first stop of the tour, someone was already waiting to greet him outside the city, and he seemed to be the king of a certain country.

"Master, if you come here, I will employ you with a salary of 60,000 bushels of rice."

"Thank you, my Lord. I wish to promote benevolent governance and moral governance in the country of ..., so that the people can live a prosperous life and be educated."

For some reason she couldn't hear the word clearly, and the words in the distance became unrecognizable. Hua Ningyao sighed, it seemed that it was necessary to unify the characters.

Of course, it is also possible that she is too illiterate to read and write. Let it be.

However, the king who promised to give him 60,000 dou of rice as salary did not seem to be so willing.

He seemed to treat the old man as a mascot, a tool to show that he was exercising benevolent governance.

"…domestic affairs are in chaos, and propriety and morality are neglected."

"He also listened to the slander of the villain and sent people to monitor us."

"How can we realize our ideals in a place like this?"

Finally, the old man left this place in despair and embarked on his journey of travel again.

Hua Ningyao just looked at him, being disappointed again and again, but also setting foot on the next place with hope again and again.

The so-called countries in ancient times were actually not very big, and the old man soon became extremely disappointed.

During this period, he encountered many misfortunes, including being mistaken for a bad guy and encountering real bad guys.

The old man was obviously a wise man, but he was hurt and misunderstood countless times, and almost starved to death and died of illness on the road.

Eventually the old man gave up looking for hope in these shameless monarchs and began to compile and edit books at home in the hope of educating future generations.

His number of disciples gradually decreased as some died of illness, poverty, or were killed in the chaotic times.

In troubled times, human life is as fragile as grass. Looking at this old man's life, Hua Ningyao didn't know what to say.

This old man is still quite strong. Despite so many setbacks, he is still able to survive and compile books.

These processes were naturally not slow. Each time, they skipped the unimportant parts and let her look at the important parts directly.

In the end, Hua Ningyao watched the old man die, and his disciples cried as they saw him off.

The old man died with his expectations, and after his death his disciples are still following his ideas and working hard.

. . . . . .

Then she saw someone who could inherit his ideas, and they had similar life experiences.

When he was young, his mother moved many times for the sake of his growth, just to give him a good learning environment.

Under the guidance of his mother and his own hard work, he eventually became a thinker of his generation.

He inherited the old man's ideas, and he was also a debater who had argued with many kings.

Hua Ningyao said that seeing him making those kings blush, he actually felt very happy.

In his old age, the scholar returned to his hometown and began to concentrate on teaching and editing books.

Although the world has not changed because of these two people at present, Hua Ningyao knows that their thoughts will become the governing philosophy of many scholars in the future.

Those in power like to use their ideas to control the scholars throughout the world, but the scholars also use their ideas to help the common people throughout the world.

Some emperors even lost their empire and the support of the people because of this. It can only be said that their thoughts were a double-edged sword.

This time she followed these two scholars throughout their lives. Although they had never communicated, she witnessed their efforts.

If there is any regret in history, it is probably that these two people's talents were not recognized.

They were born in the wrong era, a time of chaos and the collapse of social order, but they also witnessed the suffering of so many people.

It was only after suffering so many hardships that the ideas that were passed down for thousands of years were born. Some of these ideas are engraved in the bones and blood of the Chinese people.

There were no clips of these two for her to watch, but Hua Ningyao was much more touched than the above two.

Maybe she doesn't care about the king or other people, but she can't be indifferent to the heritage in her bones.

Sometimes she would be very angry at the exploitation and harm done to them by those monarchs, but she knew that there was nothing she could do about it.