what a good man

real strategy.People's hearts are like duckweed, always fluctuating.There are no truly merciful and benevolent people in this world, because no one is selfish and never does evil. "

"..." is taken out of context.Xunzi put forward the theory of "evil nature" to emphasize the necessity of moral education, not to advocate "human nature is evil", and people should not justify their actions and attribute them to their nature.

During the period when I was sent to Confucianism by Zheng Yin to receive education, Fu Nian taught us Mencius's "Theory of Good Nature", but he did not talk about "Theory of Evil Nature", even though it was proposed by his beloved teacher and uncle Xun Fuzi. It has not become the mainstream of the cultural thoughts spread by Confucianism.

Sure enough, subconsciously, people yearn for the good, preferring to believe that human nature is inherently good rather than human nature is inherently evil.

"Ah Mo, have you heard of Zhang Liang's wife?" Chen Ping asked suddenly.

"... I have heard of it." As a "member" of the Han camp, it is impossible not to have heard of Zhang Liang's name.In fact, even if it is not the Han army, one should have heard of Zhang Liang.His glorious deeds, from being the prime minister for five generations of his family to his meritorious deeds in the death of Qin Dynasty, have long been famous all over the world, and they almost didn't make it into the storybook.

"Then what kind of person do you think Zhang Liang is?"

"..." This question is not easy to answer. If I continue to answer "Ah Mo doesn't know", it will seem very abrupt.In the Han camp, there should be no one who does not worship Zhang Liang. Of course, this Chen Ping is not easy to say. A person who is too thoughtful will often not worship another more thoughtful person.

"Master Zhang Liang," I said after thinking for a while, "he is a smart man."

"Well, he is indeed a smart man, he knows a lot." Chen Ping nodded in agreement, and suddenly asked with interest, "Then tell me, what kind of person am I?"

"...Master Chen is also a very smart person." You traitor is not only smart, but also cunning!

"Then tell me, which one is smarter, Zhang Liang or I?"

Under the bright moonlight, his eyes were as clear as water, completely devoid of conspiracy and cruelty.

But the fact that he can ask such a question also proves that he is already drunk.

I was thinking about how to answer this question without violating my conscience or angering him. He had already fallen asleep, leaning on the couch and leaning against the window.

"My lord, my lord Chen!" Someone who didn't understand was banging on the door heavily.

I quickly ran to open the door, and there was A Li, Ah Mo's companion, outside the door.A Li is also a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a carefree temper, even a little careless, but it is precisely because of this that he did not notice anything unusual about me.

"Master Chen drank too much and he has already woken up. If you have something important to do, go and wake him up yourself." The effect of Qian Ri's alcohol does not wake up in a short time. He is also a person who has delicate emotions and knows how to use wine to drown his sorrows.

In the next moment, Ah Li complained: "Your Majesty rewarded the wine, and Mr. Chen drank it desperately, for fear that someone would snatch it from him. It's not like he doesn't know how to get drunk every day."

"...Uh," it turned out that Liu Laosan was a gift, no wonder.There was a reason for Chen Ping to drink it up quickly. He couldn't take any of the treasures that Xiang Yu rewarded him back then. Maybe it will be confiscated again after a while, he is always reported under his real name.

"Ah Mo, the people from Mr. Zhang's side came to call you just now."

"Gah?" Which Master Zhang?Could it be Zhang Liang? (-mouth-)

No, there is more than one person surnamed Zhang in Hanying, calm down, calm down, must calm down.I took a breath, calmed down, and told myself, I'm not so weak, I won't be targeted by Zhang Liang as soon as I sneak in.

I pretended to be calm and followed the man sent by Master Zhang.Master Zhang's residence is very close to Chen Ping's, and it took about half a stick of incense to walk.

Now is the period of war, and Xingyang is surrounded by many, no one will be so elegant, but the layout of this adult's yard is unique and refreshing.

"Brother Ah Mo, the adults are inside." The person in front stopped and said loudly to me, "Take good care of the adults."

"...Yes." Damn, what's the wait?Could he be taking a bath?Are you going all the way to call someone to wait on you?

I curled my lips and raised my head. After seeing the words written on the plaque, I couldn't calm down anymore.

It is three words.

It belongs to Korean characters, and it says Dinglan Pavilion.

Dinglan Pavilion.

How funny, how can this kind of dilapidated house compare with my magnificent Dinglan Pavilion back then?It's just a bluff.

Go in, don't go in.At this moment, I am thinking.

At this moment, the last person I want to see is Zhang Liang.

However, the person I saw at this moment was indeed him.

"Ah Mo, you are here." He said softly.

"Master Zhang." I lowered my head and sneaked a quick glance at him from the corner of my eye.

He seems to be drinking too.

"Ah Mo, come and sit down." Zhang Liang called softly, "You and I don't need to be formal."

"Yes."

Damn, I don't know what this Ah Mo has to do with him, why do I feel so awkward?

"A few days ago, His Majesty gave some wine, would you like to have a glass too?"

"It's disrespectful." I responded, but saw Zhang Liang's hand holding the jug tremble slightly.

In an instant, he poured a full glass for me.

The aroma of wine is tangy, thank God, it's not Qianri, but pear fragrance.

The class is higher than that of Chen Ping, it seems that Liu Bang still takes good care of Zhang Liang, it really is true love.

The wine is lukewarm, and when you drink it in your mouth, it is neither cold nor hot.There was also a plate of delicate pastries on the table.

"This is the most famous tea cake in Xingyang City, try it."

"Ah."

I took a piece, handed it to my mouth, took a bite, and suddenly froze.

...Tea cake?

"The first time I saw you was actually on Han Wangan's birthday. You like to eat this kind of tea cake. It was brought back to Xinzheng by Mr. Han Fei when he came back from his study abroad. I also recently learned that it is called tea cake. How does it taste? ? Is it the same as the one back then?"

His tone was extremely slow, and his tone was extremely gentle. The wine glass in his hand was gently put down, and there was silence everywhere, and I heard him sigh softly.

I had a moment of Zhengzhong, time seemed to go backwards between us rapidly, the surrounding environment slowly changed, gradually disappeared, and it seemed to return to the past.

That year, I was ten years old, and he was also ten years old.

There is a black crow by my side, a late song at home, a white phoenix, a branch and a paper inkstone, and the lively and lovely Four Little Strongs of Ji's Mansion.

"Moya, pack these and take them home to eat, don't waste them."

"Okay, son."

It turned out that the thing I brought back home was tea cake, but I forgot to eat it later, so I forgot about it.

There are too many things that I have forgotten, but they can always be remembered inappropriately.

I thought of that boring and peaceful time, I was always complaining about how my father left me with too many tasks and how I was not free.But in fact, at that time, I had a lot, much more than what I had in my whole life.

At that time, I was dissatisfied, I didn't cherish what I had, and I was still thinking about what I didn't have. I didn't miss it until I lost all I had. I missed how good it used to be.

It seems that human nature is neither inherently evil nor inherently good, but inherently greedy.

In a daze, I remembered that when I was very young, my father once said to me seriously, Ji Zhen, I would rather you be ruthless all your life.

He stroked my forehead with his callused hand, I frowned dissatisfied because of the discomfort, and didn't listen to his words at all.Now that I think about it, Dad just wants me to have a stable life and not be foolishly trapped in feelings.

But I ran counter to his words. When the persuasion turned into a warning, and even forcibly stopped him, I still insisted on going my own way, chasing Zhang Xiaomei for so many years without hesitation.

——Hey, although it didn't work out.

The chasm between us is too deep, there are too many obstacles, hatred, and so many human lives—Mo Crow Evening Song Zheng Yin Lan Zhi Paper Inkstone Ling Xiao Lan Ling Why did they die?

Even if there is a deep and long-term love, we are separated by this gully into people on two roads, drifting away.

"Well, it's super delicious." Now that Zhang Liang has found out that I'm not Ah Mo, I don't need to pretend anymore, "Confucianism really knows how to enjoy. If you eat such good food, you won't be afraid of becoming a big fat man. It’s too late to escape.”

This time I came in a hurry, acted hastily, and was full of loopholes. I still had a sense of luck, which completely violated the prudence and meticulousness that a killer should have. I expected this trip to be doomed.

Maybe subconsciously, I don't want to destroy Zhang Liang's dream at all, even though he never blames me.

The night is clear and dusty, and the moon is bright.

The corners of his lips curled into a slight arc, reflecting the moonlight, and a pair of clear and deep black eyes were actually stained with a little loneliness.

"Ah Zhen, I miss you very much."

Years are silent

A dish of tea cakes, a pot of pear fragrance, almost all went into my stomach.I reached for the last piece of tea cake, thought about it, and finally pushed the plate to Zhang Liang.

"Hey, I'll leave a piece for you to taste, I'm a very nice person."

Such a delicious tea cake, after 15 years, I finally tasted it again.

"Thank you." Without being polite, he picked up the tea cake, held it to his lips, and ate it in small bites.

Although the movements are extremely elegant, they are full of Xiaojiabiyu's posture.

I couldn't help laughing, and the laughter gradually became louder. He didn't care. After eating the tea cake, he took out a brocade handkerchief and wiped his lips lightly, before asking, "What's the matter for you?" so happy?"

"Master Zhang, your