"Sir, don't doubt it. All living beings in this world are equal, and there is no distinction between high and low. This is the pedantic etiquette teaching that divides people into three, six or nine levels."
"Good songs can bring us the enjoyment of beauty and make our ordinary life more colorful; it can lead people to be kind and purify our souls."
"Singers are the communicators of beauty and kindness. We have no right or reason to despise them and treat them as abjects. Instead, we should respect them..."
Kong Fang talked endlessly, beautifying the songs and singers with the vision and theories of past lives.
Mr. Luo was stunned when he heard this. He was a world-famous scholar, knowledgeable and knowledgeable, but he had never heard of Kong Fang's remarks.
If Kong Fang had not been a respected figure in the county, if Kong Fang had not written a book that would be famous all over the world, he would not have been able to help but accuse him of being perverse and absurd and inconsistent with ethics.
It was precisely because of the halo blessing Kong Fang's head that Mr. Luo lowered his head and thought.
After thinking about it this way, he found that what Kong Fang said seemed to make sense.
The hierarchy of the Daxing Dynasty was very strict, with scholars, farmers, workers, and merchants in an orderly hierarchy. Among them, scholar-bureaucrats were the most respected, and singers and sellers were not among them, and they were among the lowly.
Even in the eyes of some scholar-officials, they were lower than the poor.
Over the years, Mr. Luo himself has avoided seeing his former friends, saying that he does not want to face his old friend's downfall, but selfishly, is he afraid that the world will laugh at him and that his status will be lowered by him?
If you give up friendship for the sake of your own reputation, where is your nobility?
How can a person who lowers his own soul be noble?
Zhu Dachang, Yunque and others, who live in temples, have extremely noble status, but one is greedy and perverts the law, living at the expense of the common people; the other is living an ignoble life, colluding with bandits, and even pushing his own granddaughter into a pit of fire in order to please the bandits.
Their apparent nobility cannot conceal the vileness and sinfulness of their souls.
On the other hand, Dou Tong would rather keep himself in the song book than harm his benefactor who is willing to help him. The brilliance of his humanity has not lost its light because of his low status.
Instead, it shines brightly, even hurting the eyes of the world!
Perhaps Dou Tong's status is humble, but his humanity and soul are noble.
Perhaps Mr. Luo still doesn't understand what all living beings are equal, but the contrast between Dou Tong, Zhu Dachang, and Yunque in identity, soul, and human nature shocked him.
He is a great scholar, but he is not pedantic.
Suddenly he seemed to see that the ethics he had always admired were not so perfect.
He suddenly stood up and bowed to Kong Fang, "Listening to your words is worth ten years of reading. I was fortunate enough to listen to the county's teachings and became enlightened. Please accept my respect!"
Kong Fang hurriedly left his seat and helped Mr. Luo up, saying that he didn't dare to take it seriously.
Kong Fang was very happy to be able to convince Mr. Luo, a world-famous scholar. After all, the Daxing Dynasty belonged to a feudal society, and feudal ethics were prevalent. People were poisoned by it and their thoughts were forbidden.
If he wants to make a difference, he cannot do without the help of great scholars like Mr. Luo.
Near the root of the south city, there is a low thatched shed. It looks very rundown from the outside, but the interior is simple yet elegant.
Dou Ying sat in front of the window and played the piano while teaching Yun Fei'er to sing "The Moon Represents My Heart".
Yun Feier has never returned to the Yun family since she was not rescued by Fang Shiyi.
To her, the Yun family is already a stranger's home and has nothing to do with her. She and Dou Ying became sisters with different surnames, and called Dou Tong her adopted father.
Dou Tong originally had a deep grudge against Yun Que, but it had nothing to do with Yun Fei'er, not to mention her rough fate. If he didn't take her in, would he let her, a weak woman, live on the street? So he accepted this adopted daughter, and Yun Feier lived in the Dou family forever.
"You ask me how deeply I love you, how much I love you, my affection is true, and my love is true.
You ask me how deeply I love you, how much I love you, my love is unwavering, my love remains unchanged, the moon represents my heart..."
The song is like flowing water, flowing gently, overflowing the hut, lingering in the sky above the hut, and then drifting into the distance with the wind...
"A deep love that makes me miss you till now..."
Dou Ying sang along, and the figure of a handsome young man floated in front of his eyes.
He was so clear, as if he was right in front of her; yet he was so far away, no, he should be so high up that she could not touch her in her lifetime.
Suddenly, her mind was confused, and her technique was also messed up. She played a string of random instruments, and Feier stopped singing and asked softly: "Sister, what's wrong with you?"
Dou Ying held back tears and shook her head.
Outside the door, Dou Tong sighed, looked at the deep, cloudless sky, and remained silent for a long time.
"Brother Dou!"
There was a call from behind, and Dou Tong was suddenly shocked. He turned around and looked at Mr. Luo who was visiting in disbelief. His lips moved, as if he had a thousand words to say, but he couldn't say them out.
After a long while, he finally said: "Mr. Luo, you shouldn't come here."
Mr. Luo looked ashamed, "Brother Dou, it's not that I shouldn't have come, but that I came late. I shouldn't be selfish, put aside our friendship, and avoid meeting each other."
"No, no, Mr. Luo's kindness will never be forgotten by Dou Tong in his lifetime."
"Mr. Luo has been secretly helping him all these years, and Dou Tong knows it all. If it weren't for Mr. Luo, Dou Tong would probably not be able to survive in this world."
The corners of Dou Tong's eyes were moist and his voice was choked.
Mr. Luo was also in a sad mood. He held Dou Tong's hands and comforted him: "Brother Dou, things have happened. Since we have no ability to change, we might as well relax our mentality and live a different style."
After that, he said, "Guess who said this?"
Dou Tong was in a daze for a while. There was no need to guess. Wasn't it just what you said yourself? Seeing that Dou Tong was confused, Mr. Luo laughed, "Brother Dou must have guessed that I said it, right?"
Dou Tong nodded without hesitation.
Mr. Luo shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Brother Dou thinks highly of Luo. Although Luo is known as a great scholar, in fact he is just a false reputation. He is actually a frog in the well."
"Luo is not taking advantage of himself, but he just gained enlightenment after listening to the county's teachings."
When Dou Tong heard this, his body trembled instinctively, "Does the county magistrate still remember me, a sinner who has been banned from singing?"
Mr. Luo's face straightened, "Brother Dou, you must not be so shallow about yourself. If the county magistrate finds out, I'm afraid he will be unhappy."
"me……"
Dou Tong was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to do.
Mr. Luo patted the back of his hand to comfort him, "Come on, let's go into the house and talk in detail. Don't refuse me, I'm here to find you on the orders of the county magistrate."
Dou Tong did not dare to neglect and welcomed Mr. Luo into the house.
Dou Ying and Fei'er came out to greet them, and Mr. Luo nodded in return. The two sisters turned back to the kitchen, and when they came out, one was holding a teapot and the other was holding a teacup.
But when they stood in front of Mr. Luo, their expressions were hesitant, even a little ashamed, and the tea was not served for a long time, which made Mr. Luo puzzled.
"Niece, what's going on? Don't you want to give uncle a sip of water?"
