Zhao Rong had always been curious about why the ancients liked to go to the rooftop to chat whenever they had something to do.

Now he understood.

A crescent moon, a sky full of stars, and thousands of lights.

In my ears, the sound of the wind coming from all directions seems to fill the entire world.

There is also a beautiful lady with fluttering skirt beside him, his life partner.

The nose smells the other person's pleasant scent.

Watch the moon side by side.

Let’s just max out this atmosphere.

Of course, the prerequisite for all this is to have a sweetheart like your childhood sweetheart or wife to accompany you.

Otherwise, having a roof is of no use.

Young people, you must learn to grasp the main contradictions.

Fortunately, Zhao Rong felt that he had held on tightly at this moment.

He didn't want to let go even if Zhao Rong was beaten to death. He kneaded it gently and got a very comfortable rebound feedback. Hiss, Qingjun seems to have gained some weight...

Bang!

Concubine Zhao Ling looked calm, but she gently slapped away a dirty hand that had "fallen" from her waist with her bare hands.

She had a quiet face, and was pursing her lips as she stared ahead. Her narrow eyes were focused and serious. She didn't look at the evil husband who was gasping for air and had impure thoughts beside her.

Concubine Zhao Ling's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

It would be fine if he just pushed it down, but he actually... actually went a step further and started kneading it, bullying... bullying! We agreed before that we were only measuring the waist.

However, if she knew that Zhao Rong was complaining in his heart that she was a little fat, Zhao Rong's hand that committed the crime would probably not be able to escape.

Concubine Zhao Ling might want to let it leave red teeth marks, so that her husband would feel the pain and experience the pain of being kneaded...

At this time, on the roof, Zhao Lingfei, Zhao Rong and Zhao Qianer were sitting side by side on the eaves.

Zhao Rong sat between the two women, Zhao Lingfei was on the right, and Zhao Qianer was on the left.

At this moment, Zhao Rong rubbed his hands that were caught, feeling somewhat remorseful.

Just now, he implicitly praised the slender waist of the beautiful woman from Dali, whom he was about to visit, in front of Qingjun.

Well, of course Zhao Rong later patted his chest and said that he absolutely did not believe how thin they could be. Could they be thinner than his wife's waist?

In this way, after a lot of effort to hint at it, Qingjun finally softened her tone and let him explore the "forbidden area" of her waist with his hand, but she was not allowed to tickle her itch area.

Of course Zhao Rong nodded vigorously.

But after tasting the sweetness... I was still greedy.

Just as someone was staring at his five fingers in repentance, Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly reached out, gently grabbed Zhao Rong's right hand that had just committed the crime, and led it in front of her.

Concubine Zhao Ling lowered her head, and with her two slender, white, and tender hands, as soft as boneless, she held Zhao Rong's right hand and stroked it gently.

She lowered her eyes, bit her lip and looked at his slender hands, which were being rubbed without any gentle force, and the tip of her fingers rubbing the calluses on the palms.

The woman with autumn eyes was quiet for a while.

Suddenly he said:

"Brother Rong'er, in that class during the day, I... I didn't know you said those words. I didn't expect that the 'Daoyou Zhao' that Mr. Tao mentioned was actually you, my husband."

Concubine Zhao Ling paused in her clear and melodious voice. She looked up at Zhao Rong and saw that he was listening silently. She couldn't help but explain:

"I... I really didn't know at the time, so... I said something like 'I couldn't convince you' afterwards. Brother Rong'er, you, you don't have to mind it."

Concubine Ling of Zhao and Zhao Rong looked at each other.

Zhao Rong nodded gently, "Oh, so that's what you're talking about."

He shook his head slowly again, stared at her and said:

"Actually, I'm not unhappy. On the contrary, Qingjun, I'm very happy that you can shake your head and say no. For the principles and things you don't understand, you can ask questions with an innocent heart and figure out the context."

"Instead of being intimidated by Daoist Tao's... well, my seemingly powerful and profound remarks like your other fellow disciples today."

"Especially, it was said by a Taoist gentleman, which makes people feel daunted and take it as a guiding principle."

Concubine Zhao Ling was slightly stunned, staring at the bright and sincere smile on her husband's face.

Xiao Qian'er, who was holding Brother Rong'er's left arm, was also stunned. Her big eyes blinked and she tilted her head to look at her brother Rong'er's profile and his bright and shining eyes.

Zhao Lingfei carefully covered the palm and back of his right hand with both hands, and gently protected his chest.

She smiled and said softly, "Brother Rong'er...I really think so."

"Hmm." Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes slightly and looked into the distance. "A superior person hears the truth and practices it diligently. An average person hears the truth and is uncertain about it. An inferior person hears the truth and laughs at it. If one does not laugh at it, it is not the truth."

“Most people in this world are middle-level people, wavering between the right path and the wrong path. After coming into contact with the right path, they are either excited or skeptical.”

"And this kind of people are easily confused with the sergeants who are united in knowledge and action, especially since they themselves think of themselves as sergeants."

Zhao Rong turned around, looked at Concubine Zhao Ling who was concentrating on thinking, and suddenly smiled:

"But are they really like the senior officers who practice what they hear?"

He shook his head to himself.

"No, these sergeants do not even fully understand the truth, but they firmly believe in it. Then they use the half-understood principles and sentences to 'preach' to others, and they are very convincing. People who only half understand but think they have attained the truth are more pathetic than the corporals who disdain and laugh at the truth."

Zhao Qian'er murmured: "The superior officer who would be willing to die if he heard the truth in the morning, the middle officer who would be happy if he heard a kind word and be confused if he saw a profit, the inferior officer who was arrogant and ignorant and laughed at the truth..."

The little girl couldn't help but said, "Brother Rong'er, you belong to the same category."

Zhao Rong suddenly smiled brightly, Wuji said: "Your brother Rong'er is not talented, but he is a top scholar. If I don't listen to the truth, please listen to me."

Zhao Qian'er and Zhao Lingfei looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"Arrogant." The little girl rolled her eyes at Brother Rong'er, but her heart was filled with joy. She hugged his left arm with her two thin arms and waved them happily.

I still remember that when he was a child, Brother Rong'er was also so confident and outspoken, which scared them.

At that time, she and the young lady both felt that Brother Rong'er was omnipotent.

And in their eyes, it is indeed so.

Brother Rong Er always brings new things and does bold things that she and the young lady could never imagine, and he always takes them with him.

How come he is so awesome!

Will you stop bringing the crybaby Qian'er to play with the quiet and boring Miss?

When she thought of this, her head started to hurt with worry. Xiao Qianer asked the young lady, and she also frowned in worry.

However, Brother Rong'er is fearless except for Aunt Liu, who restrained him and made him give in immediately.

So she and the young lady were no longer afraid, as they had mastered the secret weapon...but all the beautiful memories could not withstand the word "later". Since Brother Rong'er studied Confucianism, everything changed and they were no longer confident.

But now, what do they think of Brother Rong'er?

Zhao Qianer felt that she could tell from the way the young lady spoke to Rong'er...

At this moment, as soon as Zhao Rong finished speaking, Concubine Zhao Ling raised her head slightly and stared at Zhao Rong intently.

Her eyes moved, reflecting his smiling face, and she nodded seriously.

It was as if she was silently affirming something that she would firmly believe in for the rest of her life.

"Brother Rong'er, what about me?" Concubine Zhao Ling closed her autumn eyes slightly and smiled sweetly. She wanted to follow him.

"Qingjun, you?" Zhao Rong turned his head, thought for a while, and said seriously: "You are not among the three above."

As his wife's expectant gaze grew, he nodded, his tone firm: "Silly lady, you must be a corporal. Wen Dao? You don't understand anything, but you don't laugh, and continue to ask stubbornly, you are really stupid."

Zhao Lingfei: “…”

Zhao Qianer: “Puchi~”

Zhao Lingfei glared at Xiao Qian'er, who quickly shut up.

Don't bother with this bad girl.

The little girl thought so.

Miss Chou, besides being the most gifted swordsman in Taiqing Mansion, the number one fairy in the hearts of your fellow disciples in Xiaoyao Mansion, the proud daughter of heaven that the entire Taiqing Mansion is proud of, and having a peerless and beautiful personal maid and a pig-hoof husband, what else do you have?

You are nothing, you little miss, huh.

Concubine Zhao Ling looked at her husband who was bullying her with a little aggrieved look in her eyes. She wanted to shake off his right hand, but was reluctant to do so.

She spoke in a clear and crisp voice, complaining to herself, "Yes, I am stupid. How can such a stupid concubine of the lower corporal be worthy of you, the husband of the upper corporal? I am leaving..."

Concubine Zhao Ling bit her lip and prepared to stand up, but the next second, Zhao Rong hugged her and pressed her back to her original position.

"Hey, Qing Jun, isn't this just a joke? It is said that when things reach their extremes, they will turn into the opposite. This is also true for hearing the truth. Madam, this 'lower-ranking officer' is even more rare and precious than a senior officer."

Zhao Rong was talking nonsense in a serious manner.

"Oh, is that so?" Concubine Zhao Ling looked into his eyes and said with a smile on her face.

Zhao Rong nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, I can tell at a glance that my wife is extraordinary."

"So how does the Spirit Concubine compare to your husband's superior? Is she on top, or on the bottom?"

Zhao Rong said without thinking: "My wife is on top."

He paused, chewed on the words, and quickly, blinked, and repeated, "Yes, the wife is on top of the husband."

Concubine Zhao Ling always felt that there was something wrong with Zhao Rong's words, as if they were meaningful. However, she didn't understand the feeling of "above" at all now.

Are you bullying her again because she doesn't understand?

Concubine Zhao Ling looked at Zhao Rong suspiciously with her autumn eyes.

The latter said confidently: "My wife is on top of me! I will keep my word."

After a while, Zhao Rong finally coaxed Qingjun again and he continued the previous topic.

"Qing Jun, do you know why it is said that most of the people in the bamboo forest during the day are sergeants? Give me an example."

Zhao Rong said slowly:

"In the bamboo forest during the day, Taoist friend Tao mentioned Tao, virtue, benevolence, righteousness, and propriety, saying that the propriety of our Confucianism is the source of chaos. Everyone knows that Taoists only advocate the 'Tao', but do you really think that Taoists really hate to deny the virtue, benevolence, righteousness, and propriety behind it?"

Zhao Lingfei frowned, "Isn't it?"

"The dispute between Confucianism and Taoism is not as simple as it seems on the surface." Zhao Rong shook his head.

"Taoism does not deny the latter, but believes that when one of the former is missing, it will begin to emphasize the latter."

“This is a process in which people’s hearts stray further and further from the ‘Tao’. It is a process in which norms become increasingly strict, in which the demands of one’s inner consciousness and willingness become lower and lower, while the constraints of the outside world become heavier and heavier.”

"So, Daoist Fellow Tao said that when one starts talking about etiquette, that is the day when one loses the Dao."

Zhao Rong sighed softly.

"If the world has the Way and everyone has the Way, then why would we bother with the second-best virtues of 'virtue, benevolence, righteousness and propriety'? It is precisely because we Confucians have started to bother with the latter that it shows that there is no 'Way' anymore."

As he spoke, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and continued talking while taking out grapes and other fruits.

I bought it in Xicheng this morning. I washed it and put it away, but then I forgot to take it out.

Just in time to eat now.

Seeing Xiao Qian'er's eyes light up after seeing the grapes, Zhao Rong smiled and took the initiative to peel the grapes for her and Qingjun and feed them.

"The previous one is the Taoist point of view in the 'Taoism Dispute' between Confucianism and Taoism on the mountain."

Zhao Rong lowered his head, busy with his work, and kept talking:

"But in our Confucianism, people have different personalities and the world is declining, so we gradually subdivide the 'Tao' into virtue, benevolence, righteousness, and propriety."

"Almost all different people can be included in it and be in a suitable position. The 'Tao' is too high and difficult for people to reach all at once, so give people a ladder to go up. Well, you can also think of it as going down like the Taoists. And observing etiquette is the lowest step, the bottom line."

Zhao Rong handed the crystal-like grapes to the lady who was listening attentively. After taking his hand back, he peeled one for Qian'er and handed it to her.

He whispered, "Whether it is Confucianism or Taoism, the original intention is good. For example, the Taoist's "rule by inaction" means "doing nothing but achieving everything". It is not passive inaction, but the most active action."

"It's just that the two families have the same original intention, but different concepts."

"The Tao of Taoism is equal, and everyone equally upholds the Tao; whereas Confucianism divides the Tao into different classes, like saints, sages, gentlemen, and scholars, one class after another."

Zhao Rong lowered his head, concentrating on peeling the grapes, and said word by word: "Such a difference in concepts is simply incompatible. This is the dispute between Confucianism and Taoism."

Zhao Lingfei bit her lip and Zhao Qian'er tilted her head. The two girls stared at the calm man beside them and listened attentively to him talking about principles that they had never understood before.

In their eyes, Brother Rong Er at this moment seemed brighter and more eye-catching than the moon in the sky.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian'er were dazed, their eyes gradually filled with admiration.

Zhao Rong stopped talking and rested for a while.

At this time, he peeled another grape, pinched it with two fingers of his right hand, and handed it to the lips of the woman who was in a trance.

Concubine Zhao Ling came back to her senses and saw Rong Erge feeding her gently. Concubine Zhao Ling slightly curled her red lips and smiled shyly.

But at this moment, there were still grape seeds in her mouth, so she was ready to turn her head away and spit them out.

Zhao Rong suddenly and considerately stretched out his other hand, slightly bent his palm, and handed it in front of her to catch the grape seeds.

Zhao Lingfei nodded happily, pursed her lips slightly, and moved her head towards the hand in front of her.

The next second, Zhao Rong leaned forward and instantly kissed her pouting red lips.

"???"

Zhao Lingfei's pupils shrank, and her pretty face turned red all the way to her neck.

Zhao Rong blinked and looked at Zhao Lingfei who was standing so close to him with a silly expression on her face.

When I touched my nose with hers, it felt soft and cool at first, but soon, I felt that the whole world was filled with her warm grape-scented fragrance and breath.

After being busy peeling the grapes for so long, he finally got to eat the 'grapes'.

Question: If two people want to taste the same grape, how should they eat it?

The air on the roof suddenly became quiet.

It was unknown how long it took before Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei parted ways.

Zhao Rong smacked the taste of the grapes. Hmm, it was true as I had discovered when I bought them this morning that these grapes were juicy and tender.

It was so delicious that he swallowed all the grape seeds.

Concubine Zhao Ling's red lips were slightly parted, her face flushed, and she looked at Rong Erge with a somewhat unbelievable look as he even put the grape seeds in her mouth.

Zhao Qian'er on the side opened her eyes wide. Is it possible to play like this?

Zhao Rong looked at his left hand that was reaching out to receive the grape seeds with satisfaction. Well, from now on, I will call it the Qingjun trap.

He saw the silly looks of the two girls, thought for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Another one?"

Zhao Lingfei: "!!!"

Zhao Qianer: “…”