My level of cultural accomplishment is not up to Xia Yan's level. From a literal point of view, everything in the world is the same as that lost straw dog. It is not particularly good to people, but is particularly bad to other creatures. To put it more simply, it is
Heaven and earth treat all things the same. They are not particularly good to anyone, nor are they particularly bad to anyone. Everything develops naturally. To put it more simply, no matter what all things become, it is their own behavior and has nothing to do with heaven and earth.
We still do what heaven has to do, and the same goes for earth.
I had an idea: "Heaven and earth are unkind and treat all living things like daggers. The saints are unkind and treat the common people like daggers."
King Qi looked at me blankly, and suddenly shouted: "Come here, get some wine."
I was shocked, but King Qi was radiant, and the color on his face was replaced by a touch of rosy.
The guard's hands and feet were quite smart, and two jars of old wine were brought up on a rectangular tray. King Qi picked up a jar of wine and stuffed it into my arms, and I quickly held it.
King Qi boldly opened the seal of the wine jar in his arms and drank a big gulp without saying a word. I had no choice but to follow suit.
When the rich liquid slid into the throat, the burning heat spread down the throat to the stomach. After a while, the body was gradually surrounded by a warm current.
My frozen hands were no longer cold, and I felt like I was in a spring with birds singing and flowers fragrant.
King Qi drank several sips by himself. The rosy color on his face became deeper, and the shriveled dragon robe seemed to be held up by today's wine. For a moment, I suspected that King Qi's illness was cured.
"King Xia, you are right. Heaven and earth are unkind and treat all things as stupid dogs. Everything is determined. Even if we are kings, it is difficult to control it..."
King Qi boldly picked up the jar and lightly bumped it against the wine jar in my hand. The crisp sound made my blood boil.
Not knowing whether I was infected by him, I risked my life and started drinking with him.
I am not a big drinker, but today I seemed to have exceeded my standard. I even drank half a jar without falling down. Later, the King of Qi and I became more and more unrestrained. At first, we followed the etiquette of kings and kings, but then we sat directly on the floor and chatted with my old brother.
Like sitting side by side in a row.
At that moment, I felt as if I was sitting with Qi Xuan fifty years later, across from King Qi.
King Qi hooked my shoulder and said drunkenly: "They say that being a king is good and you can control the world, but who knows the pain of being a king?"
In fact, there is no difference between the king and the people. The only difference is that the king has more rights than the people.
King Qi suddenly covered his face, his nose flaring: "I want to be a good king, but why don't I want to be a good father?"
"Lao Qi, all children are blessed, as long as they do their duty." I lamented.
After switching bodies with Xia Yan, I realized that even the emperor who has the power of the world is helpless sometimes. The people are helpless, and they can blame God, but when the emperor is helpless, who can he blame?
"Haha, what Gu hates most is brothers killing each other. That scene... is really the most filthy scene in the world. For rights, for land, for the throne... But who knows, when you have worked so hard, you can't
After obtaining all this through various means, is it really worth all the sacrifices?" When talking about the emotional part, King Qi covered his face and choked, but he did not shed tears, but a person like him can make people see the corners of his eyes.
