Women like to express their emotions through actions. For example, if she is happy, she will beat you hard with her hands and feet. For example, if she is angry, she will beat you hard with her heart. Over time, it gives men an illusion that it doesn’t matter what kind of emotions she is, the important thing is to beat you.

Gu Qing and Zhang Huaiyu haven't seen each other for half a year. Zhang Huaiyu finally has some emotions to express about Gu Qing. If Gu Qing's emotional intelligence is slightly higher, it's best to stay away from her and get closer after she gets over this energy.

It was so cold that it seemed that two pots of charcoal fires in the house were not enough, so Gu Qing still felt a little cold.

The Hu Shui, who had broken legs, was repaired and lying on it, and it was shorter out of thin air. The Hu Shui next to him made Zhang Huaiyu's Hu Shui instantly grow taller, and he had to look up when chatting with her.

"Uncle Yang just gave us a can of chicken soup. I boiled it for two hours. It is said that it was the old hen that laid eggs in her family. I endured my heart and felt sorry for it. It was a sin." Gu Qing sighed quietly.

Zhang Huaiyu smiled calmly: "The people in the village are so good. This is probably another reason why I am willing to stay in the village."

"You plan to stay in the village and not go to Chang'an?" Gu Qing asked curiously.

Zhang Huaiyu shook his head: "I won't go. I don't like Chang'an."

"Because of the Zhang family?"

"Not only that, but because I have seen too many poor people in the past two years, when I see the powerful scholars in Chang'an praise the prosperous times, I feel that they are too hypocritical and disgusting. If I go to Chang'an, I will see so many hypocritical and disgusting faces every day, which will be a torture for me."

Gu Qing smiled and said, "Your straightforward personality can only stay in the village for the rest of your life."

"It's nothing wrong with staying here for a lifetime. I've gradually gotten used to the days here. At least there is no hypocrisy here. Everyone is so sincere. Their love and hate are clearly written on their faces. I don't need to beware of anyone. I'm living a happy life here."

Gu Qing looked out of the house and whispered: "Actually, I also want to live here for the rest of my life, marry and have children here, and have children and grandchildren in the house after decades. I live a mediocre but safe life. Life is calm and I don't need to go stumbling. Arrange the funeral at the end of my life and bury it in the soil. Every New Year's Day, children and grandchildren come to my grave to sprinkle a glass of wine. The disputes and wars in the world have nothing to do with me. This wish is enough."

Zhang Huaiyu laughed: "If there is a war in his lifetime, the village will not be spared. At that time, the porcelain kilns in the village can eat meat every day, and under the crushing of war, everything will disappear. Today, every happy person you and I see will eventually embark on the road of disarray, and it is difficult for survivors to take one."

Gu Qing smiled and said, "Maybe, in my lifetime, there will be wars in the world, but there will be no wars in Shuzhou..."

Zhang Huaiyu shook his head: "If the world is in chaos, how can Shuzhou be spared?"

Gu Qing smiled, but no explanation.

In fact, after the Anshi Rebellion, Shuzhou was indeed not in chaos. After Li Longji fled from Chang'an in a panic, he still went to Shuzhou to take refuge. If Gu Qing had no ambition at all, it would not be out of reach to live in the village and live safely until he was old.

From time to time traveling, Gu Qing's personality has changed a lot. After being warmed by many people and many things, Gu Qing can no longer face the people and things around him indifferently and ruthlessly.

But when a person has a little more compassion in his heart, he will inevitably lose his calmness in his actions. From then on, it is difficult to rationally view the injustice encountered by the world. For the so-called justice and justice, he will eventually pay a heavy price. For example, this is the case with the protection of Song Gensheng this time.

Gu Qing’s mentality is very contradictory now. He doesn’t think it’s a bad thing to have compassion, but he doesn’t want to lose his mind because of compassion. Losing his mind means losing control, and the consequences of losing control are very serious.

Gu Qing is a teenager, but he is not a teenager. His unique two-life experience destined that he could not handle the complex worldly situation simply and impulsively like an ordinary teenager.

"What are you thinking?" Zhang Huaiyu suddenly asked, looking at the lost Gu Qing.

Gu Qing looked at her calm face and suddenly felt an impulse that belonged to a boy in his heart.

Since she met her, she has always been so calm and persistent, but she has done a lot for herself silently. Gu Qing saw it one by one, and sometimes she can’t help but wonder whether she has done so much for herself is the right thing to do for her, or the love between a man and a woman?

In the youth that is reckless, can love be impulsive? If you miss your youth, when can you have a life-long love?

She voluntarily stayed in Shiqiao Village without any complaints. Did she just like the peaceful life here?

She trained the teenagers in the village day and night, and forced them to go to school with a whip. Could it be because she was bored?

Is it possible that she did all this for herself?

Gu Qing thought uncertainly that since she met her and now, after sorting out her actions, Gu Qing felt that she should have intentions for her..., right? Unfortunately, she was too reserved and had no hints. She was not as fond of a girl over a thousand years later, and she rushed up like a wolf when she fell in love with her, and couldn't even beat her right hook.

Therefore, civilization is not always improving, and the virtues of the male protagonist are very lacking in ancient times.

"I'm thinking... my life is so failure." Gu Qing sighed sadly.

Zhang Huaiyu glanced at him coldly: "I have been in the sixth rank under the age of twenty and have become the chief of the Left Guard. If you fail, everyone else in the world should find a pillar to kill him."

Gu Qing analyzed carefully: "Look, although I can barely be considered righteous, I am actually very arrogant. For example, when I look at Song Gensheng now, although I am like a father and son, every time I see him, I always want to beat him, and it is difficult to control myself. I agree with him as a friend, but I also despise him in his way of dealing with people..."

Zhang Huaiyu was definitely watching him without saying a word for a long time.

"Your eyes are so irritating, what does it mean?" Gu Qing stared at her dissatisfiedly.

Zhang Huaiyu pursed her lips, turned her head to the other side, and said lightly: "It's such a coincidence, I think of you too."

Gu Qingyi Dai: "I feel like mother and son?"

"No, I want to say that every time I see you, I really want to slap you, and it's hard to control myself."

Gu Qing sighed. It is really difficult to make people feel happy when chatting with such people. The more they chat, the more they feel, the more they feel, the more they feel.

"I... continue to tell you why my life failed. I despise Song Gensheng and have to protect him everywhere. In this regard, his father is not as concerned as me. For him, I have to break my principles again and again, do many unsatisfactory things. After doing too many things to break the principles, I inevitably feel a sense of worry in my heart. I think I may not have principles at all, so it is so easy to break the principles. A person without principles may live a good life in the future, but it will also be very sad..."

Zhang Huaiyu was confused when he heard this and frowned, saying, "What do you want to say?"

Gu Qing sighed: "What I want to say is that I have pity for parents in the world. Song Gensheng is considered to be a waste of raising me. I plan to have a son myself and raise him well. Even if I need education in the future, I will be willing to take great measures. After all, I am a biological child, so I don't need to be so polite..."

"so what?"

"I may not be able to do this by myself..." Gu Qing turned his head and looked at her and sent her a sincere invitation: "If you are idle, do you want to help?"

Zhang Huaiyu had a vague premonition that Gu Qing's dog might spit out something that was not ivory...

"How can I help you?" Zhang Huaiyu's beautiful almond eyes narrowed, a very dangerous signal.

Unfortunately, Gu Qing never seemed to have studied the subtle changes in women's expressions. He didn't notice the danger at all and said to himself: "Let me give birth to one, it's okay to have a few..."

Pointing to the mountains far outside the house, Gu Qing pointed to the mountains and said emotionally: "Did you see that mountain? That's me fighting for you... Well, no, I mean, I want to open a cemetery on the mountain. As my ancestral tomb of Gu family, I plan to leave a place for you in the ancestral tomb, right next to me, I have thought about how to carve the tombstone, what about the 'Gumen Zhang'? Do you feel very happy?"

Zhang Huaiyu looked at him in shock, as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person.

"So, Mrs. Zhang, it's not too much to give birth to a few healthy and smart kids for me? It's natural? Do you want to think about it...ah! The surname of Zhang, are you crazy?"

Before he finished speaking, the newly repaired Hu bed completely fell apart. Gu Qing fell to the ground hard. Not only that, Zhang Huaiyu also stepped on him from a high point.

Then Zhang Huaiyu turned around and walked away, his injured body staggering and in a hurry, as if he had seen a ghost.

Gu Qing sat on the ground, looking sad and feeling depressed.

I finally mustered up the courage to confess, but seeing Zhang Huaiyu's reaction, it seemed that he had rejected his confession...

I can't figure it out, is she unintentional to herself? Are all seemingly ambiguous little feelings all her own hallucinations?

After secretly reflecting on the process of confessing just now, Gu Qing summarized the success or failure of his experience, and felt that the nonsense just now seemed to be a little more nonsense, and he should talk directly about the ancestral grave. He should not start with "life failure" as the opening remark. The logic is a bit far away. Zhang Huaiyu's emotional intelligence is so low that he may not understand it.

"It should be too tactful, I'll be a little straightforward next time." Gu Qing murmured to himself with a serious expression.

With Zhang Huaiyu's chivalrous style, Gu Qing thought the more direct the better.

Woman, I like you, come and let me take a few sips!

Is this okay? The possibility of being beaten is quite high. Think about it again, think about it again...

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The village is as peaceful as usual. The storm in Qingcheng County does not seem to affect the lives of the villagers. It is working from the sunrise to the sunset, standing at the entrance of the village smelling the smoke from the cooking stove, and feeling peaceful from the bottom of the heart.

Feng Aweng limped to Gu Qing and put on a fox fur fur made of his own nitrogen: "It's very cold, don't stand outside. The wound has not healed yet, so be careful of it."

Gu Qing turned around and smiled, "It's okay, I'm not that weak."

"When you are hurting your muscles and bones, your body will be weaker than usual. Don't catch a cold, otherwise if you fall ill, you will have to let Song Gen treat you. Think about his medical skills. That kind of medical skills is so bad, but he has a strong self-esteem. If you don't let him treat him, he will be angry. Let him treat him, and he will not be able to survive his own life... Each village has a difficult sutra, and it is also difficult for us." Feng Aweng sighed.

Gu Qing smiled and said, "So let Uncle Song go to the county town to find a clinic to help with a few years of work. In the past few years, medical skills will improve. At that time, he was a veritable doctor."

Feng Aweng sighed: "The old man thinks so too, and many villagers think so too, but Song Gen doesn't think so. He thinks we drove him out of the village. Once, the old man mentioned it to him tactfully. As soon as he started, he cried and said that he wanted to commit suicide by hitting the pillar. He also said that the soldiers can be killed but not humiliated, and that we disliked his medical skills..."

"Yes, we do dislike his medical skills, but we don't show it so obviously. If we don't improve ourselves, we will never be told. We always feel that we have been cheated..." Feng Aweng said distressedly.

Listening to Feng Aweng talking about some trivial family matters, Gu Qing smiled very gently. After several years, he achieved success and fame, and he really considered going back to Shiqiao Village to retire. Everything here made him feel peaceful, and where he is at peace is my hometown.

Of course, the premise is that Zhang Huaiyu is willing to be buried in the Gu family's ancestral tomb.

I will do her ideological work again. Life has been in a hurry for decades. Where is it not to bury? Why bother to be too particular?

"When will you go back to Chang'an?" Feng Aweng suddenly asked.

"Stay for a few more days, no hurry." Gu Qing smiled.

In a few days, King Ji will probably get news that the entire army will be wiped out, and I am curious about what his expression will be.

More than 200 people assassinated the county magistrate appointed by the court, but all died. Once the matter broke out, the Censorate in the Chang'an court was not a vegetarian. King Ji would probably panic? A prince who was neither a legitimate nor a eldest son, and he had so many deadly soldiers in his mansion, which was a matter of being unclear and very deadly.

"What does Chang'an look like?" Feng Aweng's eyes were full of longing: "The people in Chang'an must be very particular in their lives, right? The chopsticks for eating are made of gold?"

"That would be heavy metal poisoning." Gu Qing smiled and said, "Feng Aweng, when I have established myself in Chang'an, please go to Chang'an with the villagers. You must take good care of yourself and live for more than a few years. In the past few years, I will help me manage the porcelain kiln. My spending in Chang'an is entirely provided by this porcelain kiln. It is my small treasury, so you should pay attention to it."

Feng Aweng patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Shiqiao Village is now like an iron bucket, and no slut dares to make trouble. Old man, I am here for a moment, no one dares to come to the village to commit rashness, and the cubs in the village are honestly afraid to do whatever they want."
Chapter completed!