The Three Kingdoms Voyage

Chapter 27

The Master said: "Three hundred poems can be summed up in one sentence: 'Thinking is innocent!'"

This is the second of politics.

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The Master said: "Hui Ye, his heart will not violate benevolence for three months, and the rest will be used every day to the end."

This is Yong Ye's sixth.

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The warm sun was shining on his body, Sun Shao was fascinated by the long figure, and at the same time he was reading the Analects with a soft voice. Like seeing it somewhere before, but he had no impression at all. He raised his head and saw a suffocatingly beautiful face. A pair of big dark eyes looked at him gently, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. Although there was a faint, unresolved sadness between her eyebrows, her mood at the moment was happy and joyful.Sun Shao fixedly looked at this face, as if he had known him before, but he just couldn't remember who this elegant lotus-like beauty was. He just felt a kind of natural affection rippling between them.

Is it mother?

"Aman is so good, I read the best today." Seeing Sun Shao looking at him, the beauty smiled into a crescent moon. She knelt down, hugged Sun Shao in her arms, and gently kissed him on his cheek. pecked.Sun Shao smiled, and stretched out his hand to touch the beauty's face, but he was stunned when he saw his own hand, which was small and chubby, clearly a child's hand.

Could it be that he crossed over again?Sun Shao yelled, waving his hands vigorously, the beauty looked at him in surprise, at a loss, suddenly, a gust of wind blew past, the beauty was blown up, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving only her anxious The voice came from afar.

"Mum—" Sun Shao subconsciously yelled.

"Young Master! Young Master!"

Sun Shao opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was Qiaoyue's panicked face: "Young master, are you having nightmares again?"

Sun Shao let out a long breath, and looked around with palpitations. The soap sacs on the desk were quietly piled up there, and a roll of bamboo slips was spread out in front of him, on which was written a sentence he had just read in his dream:
The Master said: "Three hundred poems can be summed up in one sentence. Said: There is no evil in thinking."

"Xiao Yue'er, what time is it?" Sun Shao asked weakly, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

Qiaoyue patted Sun Shao's back lightly, glanced at the bronze clepsydra in the corner of the room, and said with concern: "Young Master, it's only Yinshi, you should sleep for a while."

"Oh. Go to sleep, I'm fine, just sit for a while." Sun Shao calmed down, waved his hand, and asked Qiaoyue to go out.Seeing that he was fine, Qiaoyue agreed, covered her mouth and yawned, and backed out.

Sun Shao sat in front of the desk in a daze, and casually flipped through the bamboo slips on the desk. It seemed that he had worked too hard yesterday and fell asleep while lying on the desk. crossed.But that beauty's face looks very familiar, it should be a familiar person before, but it seems that I haven't seen it much recently.Sun Shao thought for a while, and then remembered that the person called him Aman, and his voice sounded like Daqiao. Could it be...that is what Daqiao looked like when he was young?
This... the gap is too big, right?

Sun Shao sat in front of the desk in astonishment, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.The bridge in the dream looks only about 20 years old. Compared with the small bridge now, it looks a bit more beautiful. It is different from the cheerful and lively beauty of the small bridge like a mountain spring. The bridge is more stable, more restrained, and warm as jade. , like a green spring in the mountains, serene and comfortable, and her voice, as clear as a clear spring, echoed in his ears:

"The Master said, Huiye, his heart will not violate benevolence for three months, and the rest will be used every day to the fullest."

"The Master said, when you come back to a virtuous person, you can eat a basket of food and drink from a ladle. In the alleys, people can't bear their worries, and they don't change their joy when they return. It's a virtuous return."

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Listening to that voice, Sun Shao suddenly felt a strange feeling. It seemed that he was very familiar with the pile of bamboo slips in front of him. Every word on it was deeply engraved in his heart, as if it had been stored in a corner before. , but was turned out by him inadvertently, and there was a feeling of reunion after a long absence.He was stunned for a moment, then thought about it carefully, and immediately became ecstatic.

Although he didn't dare to say that he could memorize the twenty chapters of the Analects of Confucius fluently, it was not a problem to memorize the twenty chapters.Article by article, sentence by sentence, as if in front of his eyes, and even some bridge notes, he has an impression.

No way?Sun Shao was dumbfounded.Was it because the violent kid had good talent, or did Daqiao really care about teaching him back then?Or maybe this Analects of Confucius is not just the Analects of Confucius, but a beautiful memory, so even the content and the soft and beautiful voice of the bridge are hidden in the deepest part of his heart.

Sun Shao anxiously opened the other soap sacs, and spread out the rolls of bamboo slips on the desk, a familiar feeling surged up along with the familiar handwriting, embracing him in it, making him unable to control himself, tears flowing freely , dripped on the bamboo slips, blurring the black and red characters one by one, gradually becoming blurred.

"Zihan speaks profit, life and benevolence."

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"Subjue four, don't intend, don't have to, don't be solid, don't be me."

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"The Ji clan will attack Zhuanyu..."

Sun Shao's nose was inexplicably sour, and tears overflowed his eyes uncontrollably. He lowered his head, covered his face with his hands, and sobbed softly.He didn't know whose feelings it was, whether it was his copycat version, or the deity's, it was in a trance, and there was truth in it.

"Aman, Aman, what's the matter with you?" The door was suddenly pushed open, Daqiao, disheveled and disheveled, rushed in, hugged Sun Shao who was covering his face and crying, and shouted nervously: "Aman , Aman, what's wrong with you, don't scare Grandma."

Sun Shao opened his arms, hugged Daqiao's thin body tightly, and said in a sobbing voice, "Aunt, I'm fine, I... I had a dream, dreaming that you were holding my hand and teaching me to read the Analects of Confucius."

Daqiao was taken aback, looking at the bamboo slips full of cases, he let out a sigh of relief.Hearing from Qiaoyue that Sun Shao was going crazy again, she rushed over before she even had time to put on her clothes. She thought that she forced Sun Shao to study too hard, and made him fall ill again.When she heard Sun Shao's words, she couldn't help the tears from welling up in her eyes, and she hugged Sun Shao tightly, unable to say a word.

Qiaoying and Qiaoyue rushed over, just in time to hear what Sun Shao said, heartbroken, she stepped forward, put a jacket on Daqiao's body, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and persuaded softly: "Madam, It's cold, don't freeze."

With tears in his eyes, Daqiao nodded, held Sun Shao tightly in his arms, wrapped the two of them in a jacket, stroked Sun Shao's hair, and murmured: "Aman, it's been ten years, a whole ten years It's been ten years since my mother hugged you like this."

(End of this chapter)