Chapter 162: The child has reached the age of second year
Ningguang arranged a bookkeeping job for Jianqiu, and Jianqiu also climbed into Ningguang's favor. Coupled with Zhong Mo's proposal of marriage, Duke De'an finally chose to respect his daughter's wishes and let Jianqiu and
Hua Chu was together.
Maybe in some parallel world, the two of them would flee to Mondstadt together.
When Hutao saw Zhong Mo coming back from outside, she hurriedly pulled her and asked, "How's it going? Xiaomo, is Aunt Huanian okay?"
(Some years, I typed Hua Nian incorrectly, please don’t worry.)
"It's okay. There is no problem at all. You just need to rest for a while. Moreover, I have also arranged a job for Aunt Hua Nian at the Xianjun Temple, so she doesn't have to go out and trek through mountains and rivers in the future."
Hu Tao smiled: "Hey, that's great, Mr. Director, even the work has been arranged."
"Why do I feel like you are making fun of me? Sister Hutao."
"No way? You must have felt wrong! That's right! You're here to see Zhongli! He's upstairs. Come up! Come up!"
After carrying out Zhongli and successfully diverting Zhong Mo's attention, Hu Tao disappeared without a trace while Zhong Mo was not paying attention.
"Oh, Sister Hutao! Really, you run so fast."
Seeing Hu Tao disappear, Zhong Mo also turned back and went up the stairs. As Hu Tao said, Zhong Mo saw Zhong Li in the room.
"elder brother."
Zhong Li glanced at her and gave a look to Zhong Ying who was standing next to her. Then Zhong Ying brought out a plate of pastries and some snacks and placed them on the table in front of Zhong Li.
Then Zhong Ying left the room, leaving room for the brother and sister to talk.
"You're back?" Zhongli motioned for Zhong Mo to sit over.
"Try it. This is Xinyuexuan's pastry. Judging from the production time and the freshness of the ingredients, this batch should be the best. I asked Zhong Ying to buy it specially."
Zhong Mo picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth. Suddenly his eyes widened and he started dancing. Zhong Li on the side calmly handed over a cup of tea that had just been poured. Zhong Mo took a sip directly.
"Wow! Hot, hot, hot!"
"Chew carefully when you eat."
"I know! But brother, I heard that the temple built by Sister Ningguang for the Bronze Bird Immortal Lord will be completed soon. Let's go and have a look together! Okay!"
Zhongli nodded.
"Walking around is naturally a good thing, and I should go and see it both emotionally and logically, but after all, there are still some days before it is completed. Before that, I want to ask you, Xiaomo. How do you like it? Personally participate in this change in Liyue.
Do you have any insights after going through it?"
Zhong Mo stopped what he was doing and his thoughts drifted to what he had seen and heard during this period.
"Oh, don't mention it, brother. They said they were personally involved, but they just felt like they were being led around. It didn't seem like anything happened to me. Sister Ningguang and Sister Keqing took care of everything. It felt like it happened.
Everything is in Sister Ningguang’s plan.”
Zhongli lifted the tea, gently blew away the heat on the surface, and took a sip.
“Following the tide is not necessarily a bad thing sometimes. When you don’t have the ability to stand in the wind, it is also a good thing to follow the ups and downs of the waves and see more and learn more.
There is a saying in Liyue: If the trees are as beautiful as the forest, the wind will destroy them. If you only climb up, hoping to see further, but neglect to build a wide and strong tower body, it will be difficult to withstand the wind and waves at high places."
Zhong Mo touched the back of his head and said sheepishly: "I know, brother, I will work hard to train myself! I will never try to be strong or show off, or cause trouble to others!"
However, Zhong Mo didn't gain anything during this trip. At least she saw Ning Guang's shrewdness, Ke Qing's pragmatism, Beidou's open-mindedness, Wan Ye's reserve, and Xiang Ling's enthusiasm. With time, she could see them all.
These excellent qualities she witnessed will naturally leave traces on her body and eventually turn into her character.
"But Xiaomo, although you have not become a prominent figure in this revolution, your power is already beyond the reach of ordinary people. Tell me, when you save Nianhua and use your identity to suppress Liyue's
How do you feel when a big businessman even affects the fate of a young girl?"
Power, in almost all stories, is a thing that has both advantages and disadvantages. Some people go astray in pursuit of it and do whatever it takes, which ultimately distorts the purpose of pursuing power.
Some people also use it to protect the country and the people, and save the common people. In the end, they get the sublimation of life in the happy ending.
But no matter what, there is a consensus about power, that is, it cannot be without it.
And in Liyue, Morax's explanation of power, I am afraid no one dares to say that it is better than him.
After hearing Zhong Li's words, Zhong Mo fell silent. After thinking for a while, she decided to tell the truth to Zhong Li.
Zhong Li looked at Zhong Mo looking at him with her bright eyes.
"To be honest, brother, I like power, I think it is a good thing."
"Why? Is it because with it, you can easily decide the fate of others? Or with it, you can easily punish others?"
Zhong Mo thought about it carefully and shook his head: "Compared with these, I think Aunt Hua Nian and Immortal Tongque are more unforgettable to me. If I didn't have the power, Aunt Hua Nian would probably leave like that, right?
Immortal Tongque will not have the chance to see Sister Ginkgo for the last time. As for Sister Huachu and the others, I believe they will not give up their pursuit of each other even without me."
"Although strength can make it easier for me to do some things, the most important thing is that it can make me do something that makes the impossible possible."
Zhongli asked: "Xiao Mo, do you mean that the purpose of gaining power is to better help others? With greater power comes greater responsibility. Do you want to say that this is your idea?"
Zhong Mo nodded: "Well, I think a strong person has to bear more responsibility. Just because he is a strong person, he protects those who are weak."
"Then the people you met on your journey were like this?"
Zhong Mo was silent. She thought for a while. It seemed that was not the case. The strong helped the weak. Most people would not feel that this was a responsibility they should bear. Instead, they felt that this was just their short-lived kindness. It was just a pity and vanity. They threw it away casually.
Just showing a little love, and in fact, that's what Zhong Mo saw.
Zhongli stood up: "I believe you understand that most people in this world think differently from you. In the world's perception, the strong should be the ones who control everything as they please. The law of the jungle is what they follow.
The law. The strong have always been linked to power, not responsibility."
Zhong Mo said: "Does the strong dominate everything? If it is right that the strong control everything they have, then let me be the strongest. Let me be the new law! Let me
Let’s create a world where strength is tied to responsibility, not power!”
"But all living things are selfish. Even though they have more powerful power, they can only take responsibility for those ordinary weak people and even work for them. Do you think there are such people?"
"Yes!" Zhong Mo shouted, "Master is like this! Immortal Lord Tongque is like this! Sister Ginkgo is like this too! I believe that one day the world will be full of people like them! Such a world,
