Looking at Yaya who was lying on the ground sleeping forever, Fusu gently covered her frightened eyes, then picked her up and walked numbly towards the thatched house.
"Yaya is not hungry, brother eat first."
"Brother, you will grow taller when you are full."
"Brother, why do those bad guys always bully us?"
"Brother, when I grow up, I will protect you and grandpa and fight away all the bad guys."
"..."
Memories came to mind one after another, and Fusu felt that he had never been so heartbroken.
He can't understand!
Why is it so difficult for them to just be ordinary, not steal or rob, rely on their own hands, and live a peaceful life of their own?
Born to be humble, why do some people have to step on other people's heads to prove themselves?
When facing such people, can we really use the teachings of Confucius to influence them?
Even if they can be reformed, who will save Yaya and her grandfather after they have been reformed?
Good people all have such tragic endings, so why do such scum have a chance to be redeemed?
At this moment, the long-held belief in his heart completely collapsed.
Get rid of all the influence, get rid of all the benevolence.
A few days later, outside Wu'an City, on a remote hilltop.
"Yaya, do you know? I used to hate my father."
"He was always so self-righteous, arrogant, and always so bloodthirsty. Countless people died directly or indirectly at his hands."
Fusu sat alone in front of the two small graves in front of him, his eyes dull and muttering to himself.
He has been sitting here for three days and nights without leaving.
However, the strange thing is that he was a mortal body and did not eat, drink or sleep for three consecutive days and nights, but he did not show any signs of fatigue. Instead, he was extremely energetic.
There was nothing but two lonely small graves next to him. Only a few fallen leaves drifted in the wind from time to time and fell on the graves, adding a bit of loneliness and desolation to this desolate place.
He quietly stared at these dead leaves blowing in the wind, as if he were looking at Yaya and her grandfather, and suddenly his mind was filled with thoughts.
"He always doesn't like to listen to other people's advice and always pursues strength blindly!"
"Finally, he succeeded."
"He became the most powerful man in our world. All hostile forces were wiped out by him in just a few years."
"In his anger, there could be rivers of blood."
“Everyone was afraid of him and in awe of him, and no one even dared to raise their head in front of him.”
"But I don't like this kind of father, and I don't want to be like him!"
"I once believed that if I treat others with sincerity, they will also treat me with sincerity. It is not a long-term solution to make people fear you."
"Only by applying benevolent policies widely can we gain the sincere support of others for a long time."
"Even if you are an enemy, the best strategy is to convince others. Suppressing them with force is what ordinary people do."
"It is precisely because of this that my father and I often quarrel because of our different political opinions. Although he is a father and I respect him, I do not approve of him."
"There's no way he can get me to recognize him."
"Today, however, I feel I was wrong."
"It's so wrong."
Looking at the place where Yaya was buried in front of him, Fusu couldn't help but smile sadly.
"Yaya, do you think that if I were like my father, then something as tragic as today wouldn't have happened?"
"Are you still like you were before, like a little follower, calling you brother or brother all the time?"
"I'm thinking, if my father were in this situation today, what would he do? What achievements would he achieve?"
"But I am not him after all, and no one can guess his thoughts."
"But it won't be as bad as me."
"With a person like him, what can be done to stop him?"
"Today I discovered the truth that a street gangster can understand since he was a child. I also understood the good intentions of my father in doing all this."
"All truth and all principles come from whether you have absolute force."
"When you are strong, others will agree with you whatever you say."
Thinking of the way those ministers, nobles and dignitaries all recognized him and followed him behind him, Fusu couldn't help but laugh at himself.
He once thought that it was his personal charm, his literary accomplishments that conquered him, and his political ambitions that attracted him.
Now that I think about it, I am afraid that I am the clown and have unintentionally become their tool to deal with my father.
"Yaya, do you know? In our world, our father once brought back a treasure."
"Everyone can understand their own Taoism when entering it."
"As the eldest son of my father, I am naturally qualified to enter."
"General Wang, Meng Tian, Han Xin, and Li Xin have all realized their own Taoism, and their cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds."
"Then my cultivation level hasn't increased even half a cent since I entered."
"They all thought I didn't understand anything. I still remember the disappointed look in my father's eyes when he looked at me."
"Although he didn't say anything, I knew he must be deeply disappointed in me."
"But Yaya, let me tell you, it's not that I didn't understand anything. In fact, I felt my own way, but I took the initiative to give up on it."
"Because it is domineering and a path that I never recognize."
"Because what I believe in has always been to govern people with benevolence and righteousness rather than tyranny."
"If this is the case, wouldn't I become just like my father?"
"I never understood why I realized this."
"I once thought that maybe it was because I was that man's son and inherited his bloodline and the domineering nature in my bones that I understood this Tao."
At this time, Fusu finally stood up, his eyes no longer as confused as before, but with a somewhat cold look.
And at this moment, his sleeves were puffing up without any wind, and his long black hair was flying in the wind. His whole person no longer looked as decadent and weak as before, but exuded an astonishingly powerful aura. "
"Yaya, have a good trip!"
"This filthy world is not worthy of your pure and flawless soul."
"I hope that in another world, you can live again without pain and suffering."
"As for all the ugliness and filth in this world, leave it to your brother Fusu and me to clean it up."
After saying that, Fusu glanced at Yaya one last time, then turned around and walked away, his back looking extremely determined and lonely.
