Volume 12 Seven Weapons: Jade Knife Chapter 317 Honesty
Little Baldy laughed loudly, clapped his hands and cheered for Duan Yu.
Duan Yu's frank answer not only did not make people look down on him, but instead won everyone's respect and admiration.
Gong Jiu's martial arts skills were already very high, and he was also the prince of Taiping. He had received excellent family education since childhood. Whether it was playing the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, archery, chariot riding, or even poetry, music and etiquette, he was much better than ordinary people.
His master is the peerless master "Little Old Man" Wu Ming, and he has numerous extraordinary people under his command, and naturally there are countless beauties and famous horses.
He looks like a real winner in life. There are probably very few people here who can compare to him.
But there may be even fewer people who can admit it in person in front of the heroes of the martial arts world and be convinced; people can only admit that my martial arts skills are not as good as his, and my family background is not as good as his - but they will never say that I am not as good as him as a person.
This is actually not shameful. It is just a way for people to protect themselves psychologically and elevate themselves.
But a truly open-minded person does not need such means.
——Not as good as it is, so what?
When Duan Feixiong thought about this, a smile appeared on his face. After all, his son could be considered a hero.
At this time, Minister He suddenly flashed forward and stopped Hua Yelai, who was about to leave with Gong Jiu, feeling a little confused.
Hua Yelai stood at the door and asked, "Why are you stopping me?"
Minister He said: "You can't leave for now."
Hua Yelai sneered, "Why can't I leave? You and I are originally from the same sect. Isn't it too quick to kick someone when he's down?"
Minister He said to her, "Gao Lishi is not here today. Go pick up the shoes quickly and return them to my master."
In the lobby, between the banquets, there was a shoe placed upright on the spotless and smooth floor, which did seem a bit out of place.
Hua Yelai looked around and found that Minister He was indeed talking about him. He was surprised and asked, "Who is Gao Lishi? What does Gao Lishi's presence have to do with me?"
Minister He said angrily, "Without Gao Lishi, there is no one to pick up the shoes for the Lord. Of course, your Imperial Concubine has to do it. Do you want the Lord to pick up the shoes himself?"
He was talking nonsense, and was referring to the allusion of "the imperial concubine grinding ink and the strong man taking off his shoes". Although it was absurd , the meaning was very clear.
He wanted Hua Yelai to pick up the shoes that Su Weiyun had taken off and used to hit Gong Jiu.
Hua Yelai was so angry that her face turned blue and red. With her graceful appearance and elegant dress, ordinary men would not be able to hold her shoes quickly enough, so when had she ever picked up shoes for others?
Minister He was still urging him: "Hurry up, hurry up, it's not in accordance with etiquette to eat without shoes."
Hua Ye looked at the old scholar with a small mustache standing next to him, and thought about the power of the "Bone-Dissolving Palm" and "Finger Knife" martial arts. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk over slowly.
Minister He grabbed two more bowls from the side, took a pair of ivory chopsticks, and started tapping them casually. There was actually quite a tune that lingered in the air.
"The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze blows over the threshold and the dew is gorgeous."
"If we hadn't met on the top of the Jade Mountain, we would have met under the moon on the Jade Terrace."
The old scholar praised: "What a good poem."
The mustache man smiled and said, "What a good song."
Amid the singing, Hua Yelai squatted down, picked up his shoes, and came to Su Weiyun very reluctantly.
"Su...Su Lion King, your shoes."
Her voice was still very pleasant, and everyone looked at her and listened to her. Some were coveting her, some were envious, some were mocking her, and some had no expression at all.
Su Weiyun ignored her.
Su Weiyun belongs to the last one.
He had no expression at all, neither crying nor laughing, and he didn't speak a word to Hua Yelai.
He was completely lost in thought, his mind wandering.
He seemed to have had a dream.
…
The vine entwines the tree and keeps entwining it.
Life is obsessed with you, and death is obsessed with you.
Su Weiyun dreamed that she turned into a big tree, her body became the trunk, her limbs became branches, and her lower body was rooted in the ground, forming old tree roots.
The branches are lush and the leaves are green.
Each branch is covered with bright green leaves, which are so green that they are dripping with lush green. When the wind blows, these leaves will sway, gently caressing the wind and also caressing the heart.
Every part of this tree is filled with vitality and vigor.
However, as time passed, old vines from nowhere grew up and wrapped around the tree. Those vines were not only tough but also thick. Once they wrapped around the tree, they would not let go.
The tree felt very uncomfortable and wanted to escape, but he was tightly entangled by the vines and could not move at all.
He tried desperately to remove the vines from his body, to break free, and to break them, so he began to grow madly, hoping to gain more strength to break the vines.
Unexpectedly, the more he grew, the more nutrients the vines gained from his body, and they grew just as fast. As his strength grew, the vines also grew stronger, still holding him tightly.
Until one day, the tree has grown old and the vine has withered. The two have consumed each other in the long-term resistance, but they are still entangled together and will not stop until death.
At this moment, the old tree suddenly sighed.
"You and I were born together, so why should we be entangled in life and death?"
Fujiya spoke up: "You should have thought so a long time ago. I'm tired too."
The old tree finally accepted the vine. The vine depended on the tree, and the tree supported the vine, and they shook hands and made peace.
The vines are still wrapped around the tree, as if they were wearing an ancient wedding dress.
They have become one.
…
Baozhu Villa, lobby.
The wind blew into the hall.
Hua Yelai was still holding the shoes carefully, and handed them to Su Weiyun, saying, "Su Shiwang, please put on your shoes."
She had said this three times in a row, and cursed Su Weiyun countless times in her heart. Of course, she felt that Su Weiyun was deliberately humiliating her.
“Su…”
When Hua Yelai was about to say it for the fourth time, Su Weiyun suddenly felt a slight shock all over his body.
The vibration was extremely slight. Apart from Hua Yelai who was standing nearby, only Xiao Bale who was sitting on the other side felt it.
Su Weiyun took the shoes and spoke with difficulty: "Thank you."
These three words sounded awkward; the first word sounded like the sigh of a white-haired old man, while the second word sounded like the laughter of a child playing.
Only the last word regained his original tone.
Hua Yelai looked at Su Weiyun in surprise. She suddenly felt that she saw a scene of the passage of time where the vast ocean turned into mulberry fields.
She frowned and looked over carefully, but felt nothing.
Hua Yelai said: "Since the shoes have been returned, I plan to leave."
As she spoke, she glanced at the baldy boy's face, then turned around and walked away quickly.
In fact, Xiao Erli didn't pay any attention to her at all. He just stared at Su Weiyun and said, "You..."
Su Weiyun said: "The way to sincerity is to accept yourself. Many people always say that they want to be themselves, but in fact, many people don't even know what they are."
"Because they have never been honest with themselves, they dare not admit that they have ugliness, and always try to embellish, cover up, and deceive. You said Duan Yu is the most honest person you have ever met. Today I finally understand what you mean."
"What do you understand?" asked the little bald man.
Su Weiyun said: "I understand, beauty is a part of me, ugliness is also a part of me. The tree is a part of me, the vine is also a part of me. Flourishing is a part of me, withering is also a part of me. Since they are all me, what is there to hide?"
Little Baldy asked again: "It is flourishing and withering, what is it?"
Su Weiyun replied: "It is withered and flourishing, neither withered nor flourishing. It is neither withered nor flourishing, neither false nor empty."
"You said you didn't cover it up, so what did you tear apart?"
"I tore apart all my dead inner strength."
The questions and answers between the two were very strange, and no one could understand them except them.
Su Weiyun smiled: "You can lie to others, but you can't hide it from yourself."
"It's a pity that many people are not very honest with themselves..." Little Baldy muttered, and suddenly said: "Now you should put on your shoe properly."
"Otherwise, if he were to get out and hit Zhong Gong Jiu again, his arm would probably be unable to move for ten days or half a month."
