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Fangguan sat on her knees on the ground, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. She was very upset. She didn't know what was wrong. Anyway, she felt very sad when Pierre was beaten.
Fangguan definitely didn't fall in love with Pierre. A girl who grew up in a closed ethical environment in the East naturally had a sense of resistance to these Westerners, but she was a girl after all, and subconsciously she also enjoyed being treated by others. The feeling of pursuit, no matter what happened to Pierre, at least he pursued Fangguan crazily. This feeling has never happened before.
The last years of the Qing Dynasty were the most brutal period of oppression by feudal ethics. Free love was even punishable by being immersed in a pig cage. Arranged marriage was the mainstream of society. Even if your parents sold you to be a concubine, it was for your own good. ,
Who among the Chinese women at that time could taste the taste of love? However, love is the nature of human blood and cannot be obliterated. No woman will hate the feeling of being pursued.
Especially for women like Fangguan who often appear on the stage, their desire for romance is almost innate. Even if she doesn't like Pierre, she won't hate this process.
People looked at where Fangguan was kneeling and crying. Everyone was dumbfounded. The two guards could no longer swing their fists. Xiao Letian said in shock, "Fangguan... you, you can't be..." What happened next was... I couldn't speak anymore. Everyone had guessed what Xiao Letian wanted to say.
Fangguan didn't say anything but just shook his head, tears falling down, making everyone confused.
With a bruised nose and face, Pierre crawled on his knees and approached Fangguan. At that moment, no one thought to stop him. Pierre wanted to touch Fangguan's face, but in the end he didn't dare. It wasn't that he was afraid of being beaten, it was just that at that moment He saw the sadness in the girl's eyes,
"Don't be sad, let alone be burdened. Love is not pressure, let alone oppression. Love should not make women cry... Just smile, you can think of it this way, I Pierre love you, that's me Pierre My own affairs have nothing to do with you, so don’t carry this kind of love on your back as a burden..."
"Don't cry. Love is not an obligation or responsibility. Love is love and cannot be mixed with anything else... I don't know what your Chinese people's view of love is, but I can tell you my view of love..."
"I love you. I bravely expressed my passionate emotions to you. This is enough. I have released my emotions and I have enjoyed the pleasure in the process. This is enough,"
"If you accept my love, if you choose to love me also, then this is God's gift to you and me... If you reject me and you don't like me, it doesn't matter. I just wasn't Did you say that I have already enjoyed the sweetness of love through the process of expressing my love..."
"For me, this is enough..."
Pierre's words moved Xiao Letian. This time he finally understood what the French view of love is like. People in romantic countries have sublimated love and imposed it on love for thousands of years. Many of the constraints have been broken,
There are no obligations, responsibilities or compulsions, and there are no moral constraints that must involve marriage and family. They will never use love as a kind of kidnapping to impose on each other.
Xiao Letian recalled the Chinese people's pitiful view of love in this and past lives, and looked at the men and women who were tortured by love and fell into hell on the screen and in life, and his heart felt desolate.
Countless tragedies happen in the name of love. Many people shout, 'I love you so much, but you are so cruel. You actually reject me or even abandon me. Why...'
There are also people who are even more extreme. When their love is not recognized and responded to by the other party, they choose extreme ways to punish others and themselves.
'I love you so much, but you don't love me. I'm going to die to show you. I'm going to punish you with my death. I'm going to make you live in self-blame all your life...'
Or simply 'I love you, but you don't love me. Your heart is so cruel. I want to die with you. Let us destroy you together...'
Scenes of human tragedies happened like this. Chinese people trapped in a narrow view of love have never thought carefully that love is not possession. It does not mean that if you love the other person, you must force the other person to do whatever you want.
When the love buds in your heart begin to bloom, you have actually enjoyed the most wonderful feeling in the world, just like Pierre now, who is hopelessly in love with Fangguan. Isn't this enough? , hasn’t he already enjoyed the taste of love?
Sometimes taking it a step further isn't love anymore, it's called possession.
Pierre reached out to wipe away the tears on Fangguan's cheek. At that moment, the guards subconsciously wanted to rush up, but Xiao Letian stopped them with the most serious eyes. Pierre's view of love was truly moved. Xiao Letian,
At this time, the atmosphere in the hall had become strange, and everyone was at a loss. Especially when Xiao Letian did not express his position clearly, no one dared to act rashly.
The French housekeeper in the villa behind had already begun to wipe away tears. Perhaps Pierre's declaration of love reminded him of his former lover. Not only him, but all the French maids and waiters in the villa were moved by this scene. I was so touched that everyone felt the same and had tears in their eyes.
Xiao Letian sighed and translated Pierre's declaration of love to Fangguan. Those extremely disgusting words made all the Chinese people present have goosebumps. But no matter what, Pierre's words were indeed touching. Although It's against etiquette, but it makes sense.
When Fangguan finished listening to Xiao Letian's translation, there were more and more tears on her face. She covered her mouth with her hands and said nothing, just cried.
Pierre knew that this girl had been touched by him, and her heart had been opened. He had accumulated countless love words from picking up girls in his life, not three tons, but a ton and a half. How many girls in the world could resist the attack of these sweet cannonballs? ,
"Don't cry, being loved is happiness, why should you cry..." Pierre reached out his hand again. He wanted to wipe away the tears from the corners of Fangguan's eyes, but this time he failed. Everyone present could only see Fangguan. His little hands were as fast as lightning, and he gave Pierre a slap in the face with a snap.
"Shameless, you bastard, you think you can deceive me with your sweet words, are you dreaming..." Fangguan stood up, wiped the tears from his face, pointed at Pierre's nose and cursed,
"Damn French big nose, you have bullied us China, and now you want to bully our Chinese women. Let me tell you the truth, get rid of your wishful thinking as soon as possible. You still dare to be disrespectful to me and Chinese women, bah..."
"Six years ago, you French led your troops to the city of Beijing. You even burned down the palace. You occupied land after land. You didn't even pay taxes when you came to do business in the Qing Dynasty... By the way, even us The customs of the Qing Dynasty have been occupied by you foreigners with big noses, you are just a group of robbers..."
"In the Old Summer Palace, you robbed so many of our Chinese treasures, and now you want to use your brains on our Chinese women. Get out of here..." After saying that, he raised his leg and gave Pierre a kick, which hit his left shoulder. On top, the French man with a big nose sat on the ground with his body tilted to one side.
"Good job, good job Fangguan..." Several guards shouted at that time. This scolding was more relaxing than beating Pierre. Looking at his lost look, it became more and more enjoyable.
Fangguan ran back to the house crying, leaving everyone in the room dumbfounded and looking at each other, especially Xiao Letian. He never expected that Fangguan would remember all the stories he sometimes told the girls in the house after drinking. ,
Not only that, she also learned and sold it right away. Here she gave the French a lesson with righteous words. She was relieved, it was really relieved. When Xiao Letian translated Fangguan's declaration into English, Pierre's face was ashen. desperate,
Xiao Letian didn't know that Fangguan was the wildest among all the girls in Jiaofangsi. She was also the one who was most interested in overseas affairs. Not only did she remember all the stories Xiao Letian told, she even remembered Xiao Letian's stories. I read "The Journey to the West" written by Lotte five or six times.
Of course this girl knows what happened during the two Opium Wars. She also understands how angry the Chinese people are with these big noses. Pierre still dares to woo her today. I wonder if my aunt is the most patriotic?
Fangguan ran to the room, locked the door and cried loudly, while Huniu and others tried their best to persuade him outside.
"Fang Guan, don't cry. The master is here and the big guys are here. These French people don't dare to mess around."
"That's it, let's not come here to be surrounded by devils anymore. After the master has finished talking about things, let's go back to the country. Let's go home..."
Fangguan locked herself in the house and cried non-stop. No one could persuade her to get the point. In fact, even she herself didn't know why she was crying. She just felt empty in her heart, as if she had lost something.
In the hall on the first floor, Pierre was stunned as if he had been struck by lightning. He thought of ten thousand ways to reject him, but there was no political one.
"Why is this happening? Why should we, the French people, be blamed for the war initiated by the king? I did not go on an expedition to China, and I did not agree with this war, but I still bear this hatred."
Pierre stood up and looked at Xiao Letian. "This is unfair. I didn't do anything wrong. Why should I pay for the emperor's mistakes?"
Xiao Letian sneered and shook his head, "You can't tell me this. The fat meat that your French brought from China was nominally eaten by the emperor, but do you dare to say that you have never benefited? The government has gained a lot." Won’t this income be used for the country?”
"Let me ask you, is there any Chinese blood and sweat in the money used for the Paris transformation plan? Do you dare to say that there is no Chinese blood and sweat in every salary issued by your army? Don't defend yourself. As long as you are here If you are in a country, you have already shouldered the karma of this country, whether it is good or bad..."
"From this point of view, what Fangguan said is not wrong at all. You'd better go out and think about it clearly."
