Si yo hubiera sido yo, en un año, ¡podría duplicar el valor!""Pero, es una concubina al borde de la muerte.
Ochamientos, ¡qué desperdicio!"Vio a su padre, y rápidamente, lo interrumpió."Papá, no hables de esto..."El Primer Ministro suspiró, "No hables de esto.
Solo recuerda, si alguien lo hace, ¡es un buen hombre!"El hijo del Primer Ministro se quedó sin palabras.............En la sala de Xu Yan."¿De verdad no te das cuenta?"South Palace Mansion.Qianrou Nan Gong held a teacup, smiled, unable to tell if it was ridicule or approval."Being devoted might not be the case, but he is indeed very emotional."Wei Yuan stood on the observation platform, his wide sleeves fluttering as he casually commented.A few seconds later, he suddenly turned around, slightly depressed.
"I took away three months of his salary just now.
How did he have so much money?"Why do you keep deducting his salary?...
Qianrou Nan Gong scrutinized her adoptive father.Wei Yuan said with a sense of sigh: "In this life, one can only seek peace in their heart."......The Academy of Literature and History.Subtutors sat in the classroom.
The grand secretary hadn't arrived yet.
Subtutors were chatting idly among themselves."Xu Yiluo is truly loyal and righteous.
He spent eight thousand taels to redeem Fuxiang's freedom from servitude.""Fuxiang was already seriously ill, beyond help by medicine.
But Xu Yiluo still paid the money just so she could be free before her death."Although Xu Qi'an had resigned from his official post, outsiders still called him Xu Yiluo.What eight thousand taels?What redemption?Listening to colleagues whispering, Xuci Jiao asked in confusion: "So my big brother did something earth-shattering?"Why do I not know about it even though my big brother did something so earth-shattering?Porque su relación con Wang Simo había calentado rápidamente.
Xu Er often iba a citas y ya no enseñaba en el Consejo de Música, por lo que se había quedado algo al margen e ignoraba los ocho mil tael."However, I've heard that many people are mocking him.
A man who is dying how could be worth eight thousand taels?Xu Yiluo acted out of impulse, but now regrets it.""I also heard that Xu Yiluo is seeking reputation."Some had different opinions.Afortunadamente para Xu Erlang, aún estaba aturdido, de lo contrario, los tutores habrían sido criticados y puesto en duda.Then, coughs sounded from outside the door.
Grand Secretary Gushi Wen entered the classroom with a book roll, stern but orderly.The subtutors immediately fell silent.Grand Secretary Gushi Wen, known for his strict demeanor, asked in a rare smile: "Scholars read not just books, but also the principles within them.
But these principles are not only found in books, but outside as well.
What principle did you find when discussing Xu Yiluo's eight thousand taels to redeem Fuxiang?"What principle could it be?"Being loyal and righteous?""Disregarding money like dung?"The subtutors guessed.Grand Secretary Gushi Wen shook his head with a smile, looking at Xixuan New.
"Xixuan, what do you think?"Xixuan New frowned, suddenly recalling how his big brother had once said: "I am not acting out of impulse;I only seek peace in my heart."Thinking back, all the things he had done later were just seeking peace.Xixuan New spoke in a low voice: "Seeking peace in one's heart."Grand Secretary Gushi Wen surveyed everyone.
Smiling, he said: "Remember this phrase.
No matter how high you reach in the future, always remember to seek peace in your heart."......After work, Xixuan New returned home, thinking about what happened during the day.Entering the inner hall, he saw his mother sitting by the table with a dazed expression.