Qi Wan was still young at that time and didn't quite understand what secular rules meant.
She asked Cui Xiangyi, is life more important than rules? You did nothing wrong.
Cui Xiangyi smiled, took her hand, and told her a lot. When Qi Wan was a child, she only found the rules and regulations required by her mother to be annoying to death, but she was a little clever and could do things on the surface that no one could fault. What she should do in private, from the bottom of her heart, she never let go of those so-called rules. In the heart.
It wasn't until she heard what Cui Xiangyi said that she realized that what actually mattered was not the secular rules, but the restraint and malice towards women under these rules.
Her mother's strict requirements were just to make her live a better life in this world.
Cui Xiangyi said that compared to rules, one's heart is the most important.
There are always things you can do and things you can't do in life, it's up to you how you choose.
But when you have enough power to provoke all this and make new rules, then the rules of this world may also change accordingly.
History is constantly excavated, developed and changed by human beings.
When you want to take on a challenge, you must first see if the strength you possess is enough for you to bear. Otherwise, you will be using an egg against a rock and a mantis as a chariot, and you will only become an innocent victim.
Choi Sang Yi is really a very wise woman.
Her illness was a bit troublesome, and it took Qi Wan about half a year to completely cure her, and the two became friends forever.
She was very smart and never asked where she learned medical skills from whom. Even when Qi Wan wanted to set up a stall to treat people outside, she would go with her as long as she had time, and would encourage Qi Wan to do what he wanted. things to do.
I would tell her that rules are dead, but people are alive, and sometimes if you are a little more flexible, you can do a lot of things.
Qing Hui now thinks about it, why he agreed to the marriage with Lian Jinchen in the first place, it was most likely not for Lian Jinchen, but for Cui Xiangyi.
Because no matter who she married at that time, she might not have been able to complement Cui Xiangyi after marrying Lian Jinchen.
It's a pity that a smart woman like Cui Xiangyi still doesn't understand her son well enough.
She later chose to leave the capital and never come back, presumably because she felt she couldn't face it.
She once personally used her limited power to create a peach blossom garden for the little friend she admired, and then her most trusted son destroyed that peach blossom garden with her own hands.
It also destroyed her beautiful hope for destiny in her heart.
Qing Hui shook his head, wondering if he would have a chance to see Cui Xiangyi in the future.
If she saw it, she would probably still tell her, it's not your fault.
"Amitabha, is the donor here to offer incense? In response to the disaster in Beijing these days, the temple has sent most of the monks down the mountain to help. The temple cannot receive pilgrims. If the donor wants to offer incense, please follow the monks to the front hall. "A young monk came over and said to Qing Hui respectfully.
Qing Hui knew that in times of disaster, these temples would take in refugees and provide porridge to help. He took a quick look and found that they were really empty with no one around.
"No, I'm not here to offer incense. I met an eminent monk when I was hiding from the rain a few days ago, and I made an appointment with the eminent monk to come to Fanyun Temple to meet him. However, I don't know the eminent monk's name. I only know that he has a handsome appearance, kind eyebrows and kind eyes. There is a little cinnabar between the eyebrows,... with his eyes closed, does the young master know which eminent monk he is?" Qing Hui asked.
"Amitabha, the eminent monk mentioned by the benefactor should be Master Changli. However, Master Changli returned to the temple the day before yesterday and went into seclusion. I'm afraid I won't be able to see guests. Please forgive me, please forgive me." Little Monk Mi said apologetically.
Qing Hui's eyelids jumped hard when he heard the words "Master Changli".
When he was in Lingzhou, the Taoist priest he captured said that he had a senior brother who was a monk whose ability to use Gu was far ahead of him.
It's called Changli.
Master Changli.
Right.
Sure enough, the person who hooked up with Qi Mingyue was that weird monk. No wonder he was so unpleasant when I saw him that day.
If nothing goes wrong, it was the smelly monk who put her heart into Qi Mingyue's chest with his own hands.
This hatred is simply irreconcilable.
Qing Hua's eyes narrowed.
At this time, a young monk ran over and whispered a few words to the young monk who was talking to her.
Xiao Sengmi was stunned for a moment and said hurriedly and respectfully,
"Donor, Master Changli has been released from seclusion. Please come here, please."
(End of chapter)
