Volume 1: A sound on Wall Street, Xinxiang City is busy copying books Chapter 39 Plato
Subtitle of this chapter: Because...so...understand?
“Could it be…”
“Could it be…”
“Could it be…”
Yuan Yanshu's three "Ao Gonggong"-style parallel rhetorical questions startled Xu He and the other man, and the room suddenly fell silent.
"Ah..." After a long while, Yuan Yan, who was still passionate just now, suddenly sighed and said with a desolate expression: "Speaking of new women, didn't you two brothers just see one?"
He turned to look at Xu Zhimo and asked, "Although I didn't tell you her maiden name, I think you still recognized her, right?"
The latter adjusted his glasses and nodded.
"Bao... well, MS. Tang's family background is not much inferior to that of my brother and sister-in-law. She is also a top student who graduated from NYU College of Arts and Sciences. She has been immersed in the United States for many years and can be regarded as a new woman in the eyes of Qi Sen." Our Master Yuan turned and said affectionately: "She didn't mind that I was born in a poor family and was a widower, and she loved me by mistake. How can I not be moved by my heart of stone?"
Yuan Yan suddenly thought, compared with the daughter of the former prime minister, the young master of an ordinary landlord should be considered a poor family. Actually... I was really a little moved just now.
"BUT!" He suddenly straightened his back and asked himself loudly, "How could I, Yuan Yanshu, be so selfish?!"
"A person, a man, a highly educated man, besides love, has responsibilities, responsibilities to the country, nation, society and family!"
"Brother, I am the eldest son in the family. I have been away from home for nearly four years. Although people of my generation went abroad to study and learn for the sake of China's rise, there is no need to talk about Confucius and Mencius' sayings of 'staying away from your parents'. I think I have done my best."
"But to be honest, I have not fulfilled my responsibility as a son to support you and repay your parents for their kindness in bringing me up. When I return to my country in the future, in order not to waste my knowledge, I cannot stay at home and live my whole life as a housekeeper. I have to travel far and wide, and I am afraid I will not be able to enjoy the care of my parents all the time. I have to fulfill my responsibilities as a husband..."
The red flag flies high at home, and the colorful flags flutter outside. This has been the case since ancient times, and it is nothing strange.
"Brother, how can I bear to see a lady of good family and an educated woman like Ms. Tang running around in the living room and kitchen after marriage, sinking into the daily necessities of life, degrading her personality and wearing away her spirituality?"
You know what, our Master Yuan did reveal some of his true feelings. For a time traveler like him , the new women and the old women are a hundred years apart from him. What is the essential difference between them with a generation gap of one or two decades? Even if they are the new women who just emerged in this era, they can't play King of Glory together, nor can they watch "Your Name" together.
Moreover, he could not understand the inner desire of Xu Zhimo and other new intellectuals who were eager to break free from the shackles of the old feudal ethics. To be honest, if he had the opportunity to choose, he would rather choose an old-fashioned woman like Zhang Youyi.
Yuan Yanshu read Ms. Zhang's autobiography in later life, so she knew that she would go to London the next year. As soon as she landed, she met a "Ms. Ming" who was said to be studying in Germany at Xu Zhimo's residence.", and saw that she and her husband behaved very intimately. Zhang Youyi, who was very unhappy and not feeling well, went to the kitchen to cook for the couple without saying a word. At the same time, she convinced herself that if Xu Zhimo proposed to take Ms. Ming as a concubine, then she would nod in agreement.
After reading this, Yuan Hongjian, who already had a girlfriend at the time, couldn't help but sigh and felt that he was born at the wrong time. Think about others, and then look at his girlfriend. Let alone being intimate, even if she looked at other girls a few more times on the street, he would be scolded.
Our Master Yuan looked at Xu Zhimo, shook his head with a disappointed expression and said, "Brother Qisen, you are still too... well, you are too young and think too simply, and sometimes too naive. Your words are like Emperor Hui of Jin and Mary of France. Born in a wealthy family, you don't understand the sufferings of the world after all! Not to mention in China, even in the United States, how can ordinary people afford the new lifestyle you are talking about?"
There is no need to say much about Emperor Hui of Jin who said "Why don't you eat meat?" "Marie of France" refers to Queen Marie who was guillotined with Louis XVI during the French Revolution. Legend has it that when she heard that people didn't eat, she naively asked the ministers why they didn't eat cake? In fact... this is just a legend.
Moreover, Xu Zhimo was indeed the one with the best family conditions among the three people in the house. Although the Yuan family and the He family were also prominent families in the local area, they were definitely not as "prosperous" as the Xu family. His father Xu Rushen owned a thermal power plant, an electric light company, a telephone company, and a silk factory. The proudest thing about Mr. Xu's life was to contact the gentry and businessmen of Haining to let the Shanghai-Hangzhou Railway pass through his hometown Shixia. People at that time called him "Zhejiang Zhang Jian".
"Master Ball, hurry up and search for Plato... What? You have ancient Greek and Latin versions... Forget it, it's too high-brow, and people won't understand it."
Yuan Yan suddenly lowered her head and slowly chanted in English: "Love is the expectation of immortality, and all mortal beings are trying their best to pursue immortality. Relationships for the purpose of reproduction are low-level pursuits to continue reincarnation, while the highest level of love is the love of wisdom and philosophy that can ultimately achieve the form of goodness. The human body is mortal, but only the spirit is immortal. The nobler a person's character, the greater their ambitions, because they love eternity. Pure, noble love that takes the highest good as its highest goal and pursues wisdom and philosophy!"
I'm sorry, our Master Yuan himself doesn't know what he is talking about. It's probably that love in the three-dimensional world is all dirty lust, and love in the two-dimensional world is pure love without stain.
"Master Ball, what are you talking about? That poem is only available in the original Hungarian version now, and it costs 20 B coins to translate it into those four sentences?! That means one B coin per word... OK, I'll pay!"
Under the gaze of Xu Zhimo and He Lian, Yuan Yan suddenly turned around with a painful look on her face, walked to the window with a few big strides, and pushed it open...
The wind blew his hair; the light cut his shadow; love disturbed his heart..
Yuan Yan suddenly stood straight in front of the window, with her back to the two of them, and chanted in a soft voice:
Life is precious, but love is more precious. If it is for freedom, both can be abandoned!
This poem is clearly tailor-made for him, the master of neoclassical liberalism. If he doesn't copy it, he will be sorry to his parents, the people, the readers, and the Mother Party!
After an unknown amount of time, he sighed deeply, his body collapsed, his hands weakly propped up on the window frame, and said softly in a voice that the two people in the room could barely hear:
"Because I love her, I let her go."
