As long as things in the world still exist, they must have a reason for their existence. If something loses its reason for existence, it will naturally disappear from this world.
Therefore, we have no right to despise humility, because behind humility, there may be nobility hidden.
We have no right to criticize incompetence, because behind incompetence, it probably only represents humility.
We have no right to accuse decadence, because behind decadence, perhaps it is just the tolerance of others throughout their lives.
An immature person will be willing to sacrifice heroically for a certain cause; only a mature person can live a humble life for a certain cause.
What is not heard by the ears is not necessarily true, and what is seen by the eyes is not necessarily true.
Many times, we can only see the appearance of things, but cannot understand the reason why they really exist in this world. Traffickers and lackeys, beggars and singers, generals and bandits, idiots and wise men, they all have their own characteristics of life and their own reasons for survival. No one has the right to accuse or take away. All we have to do is respect, respect for life, and respect life.
The world of a fool is a lonely world, because he can never get out of his heart.
His world is lonely.
His soul is imprisoned.
His life was also at a standstill.
Almost every fool will be despised and ridiculed by those of us who think we are smart. However, few people have truly understood them, and few people ask, why are there so many fools in this world? They look as stupid as pigs and dogs, but why can they still survive in this world? They seem to be useless, but there are still a few people who care for them?
Many people don’t understand these issues, and neither do I.
I just think that a fool's mind is like a blank sheet of paper, which seems to be a mirror of human nature. We can often see in them our own human weaknesses and shortcomings.
Some people can give away their own stupid sons; others, just out of good intentions, adopt some idiots who have nothing to do with them.
This is the difference in human nature.
Tang Zhong is a fool, but he is still a very happy fool. He was born into a wealthy Tang family and had never had to worry about food and clothing. Not only did she receive all kinds of care from her father, but she also received special protection from her grandfather. In fact, he is not completely friendless. There are at least four innocent maids who spend time with him day and night.
On this day, Tang Zhong was playing with Qing'er and four others in the pear garden. A servant had already called out from outside the garden: "Master, the old lady has asked you to go to the practice room. The other four young masters have already gone and are just waiting for you." Because of Tang Mugong's order, servants generally did not dare to enter the opera garden. , if there is something to report, the servant will only call outside the garden, and then Qing'er and others will convey it.
However, Tang Zhong was still tired of nursing in Qing'er's arms and was reluctant to leave. Qing'er then pushed him away and advised: "Don't eat. Grandpa calls you, why don't you go?"
Tang Zhong said unhappily: "No! Grandpa doesn't teach me martial arts. He only teaches four of them every time, but he still asks me to watch them every time. I won't go!"
Qing'er first replied to the servant outside: "Master Zhong knows, please tell Taigong, he will be there in a moment." Then she said to Tang Zhong: "Tangzhong is also doing it for your own good! You don't want to go and listen. The disadvantage is, besides, even if Grandpa teaches you, you will definitely not study seriously."
Tang Zhong acted like a child again: "I haven't eaten enough yet! Go after you are full."
Lan Feng was at the side and scared him: "If you don't go quickly, Grandpa will spank you again later."
Tang Zhong was indeed a little scared, so he stood up and said, "Okay, I will eat grandma again when I come back."
All the maids said: "Okay! Okay! Okay! You little devil, why didn't I let you eat when I came back?"
The four maids helped Tang Zhong change into casual clothes, followed by Qing'er and Lan Feng, and went straight to the practice room.
The Tang Sect is a special sect that is not specialized in martial arts in the martial arts world. Their hidden weapons and poisonous skills are unparalleled in the world. Therefore, they also have a variety of training rooms, which are divided into martial arts training rooms, poison training rooms, concealed weapon rooms and retreat dark rooms.
Among them, the retreat darkroom is the most special. Generally, Tang Sect disciples are not allowed to enter at all. Only the Tang Sect sect masters and elders are qualified to enter the retreat. The hard work and martial arts achievements of the Tang Sect's ancestors are recorded in the darkroom. If the sect leader and elders feel that there is an outstanding young disciple worthy of training, they will also allow him to enter the retreat and dark room to study for a few days. Among the current masters of the Tang Sect, apart from the sect master and elders, only Tang Siji has entered the retreat darkroom, but he was only allowed to stay in it for two days.
The other three places are places for practicing Tang Sect's three skills: martial arts, poison, and hidden weapons. Because Tang Zhong was stupid, Tang Mugong did not let him come into contact with poisonous arts and hidden weapons, fearing that he would accidentally hurt himself, so the place Tang Zhong was going to now was the martial arts training room for the disciples of the Tang clan.
No servants were allowed to enter the martial arts training room, so Tang Zhong had to go in alone.
There were already constant sounds of guns and sticks inside, and Tang Zhong's four cousins were already practicing martial arts.
"Why are you here so late?" Tang Mugong asked very seriously.
The geological servant at the center of Tang Dynasty did not know how to lie and said bluntly: "My grandson doesn't want to come."
But one of the four cousins whispered: "It's all in vain if you come."
Tang Mugong knew that Tang Zhong was telling the truth and understood what he meant, so he said: "Today I want to teach them a set of boxing techniques, which is the Nianhua Fuyun Boxing, one of the three unique martial arts of our Tang sect. Zhong'er, you can also learn it. , be sure to pay attention and learn as much as you can.”
When Tang Zhong heard this, he said "Oh" and came to the middle of the martial arts training room.
Tang Mugong said: "Don't follow me to practice for now, just concentrate on watching me practice and remember the many details carefully. This Nianhua Fuhua Fist is won by cleverness, but the details are very important."
After Tang Mugong finished speaking, he began to practice the boxing skills. At first, he was afraid that his grandchildren could not see clearly, so he practiced very slowly. Everyone could still see clearly in the front, but after halfway through the practice, Tang Mugong gradually entered the state, and his boxing skills became faster and faster. All the grandchildren were dazzled, but they were constantly amazed. Only Tang Zhong remained silent and stood motionless with his eyes wide open, as if his soul had left his body.
In a moment, Tang Mugong finished practicing the Nianhua Fuyun Fist, then he stood still with a deep breath, turned around and asked, "Did you all see clearly?"
Tang Yong, Tang Guan and Tang San all said: "Grandpa practiced too fast. We didn't see clearly and only remembered a little bit."
Tang Kejun said: "Remember half of it."
Tang Zhong still didn't come back to his senses. He seemed to be still thinking about something and still stood there motionless.
Tang Mugong only said that he was distracted and thinking about other things, so he shouted: "Zhong'er, where are you?"
Tang Zhong still didn't hear it and was still as dumb as a stone Buddha. Tang Mugong was a little angry and shouted: "Zhong'er, how much do you remember?"
This time Tang Zhong woke up as if from a dream. When asked, he immediately nodded and replied: "I know it, I know it."
When Tang Yong and the other four people heard this, they all yelled "idiot" and burst into laughter.
Although Tang Mugong didn't believe it, he still asked patiently: "What's wrong with you?"
Tang Zhong replied with certainty: "My grandson knows the boxing technique just now."
Among the several cousins, Tang Kejun had a slightly better relationship with Tang Zhong, so he said: "Among the five of us, I have the best memory, but I can only remember a small half. Brother Zhong, you said you could do it, but you have seen it Don’t you forget?”
Tang Zhong didn't understand what "photographic memory" meant, so he just said: "I don't know, I know how to do it anyway."
