Chapter 10
It has been raining for days, and this class is about classical literature. Listening to the sound of the wind and rain while discussing the writings of the ancients is quite interesting.
This teacher is a fan of "Jin Ping Mei", especially Li Ping'er.
Perhaps this is the ideal type for many men. Beautiful, gentle, and wealthy, vicious to others but completely devoted to you, willing to kill her husband to be with you, enduring humiliation and compromise for you, and ultimately dying with no regrets.
The teacher talked about how Ximen Qing had many wives and concubines, but he was deeply in love with Li Ping'er. After Li Ping'er's death, he even wanted to commit suicide for her, which is rare.
Wang Jiazhi smiled coldly, although it was unintentional, it was caught by the teacher.
"Wang Jiazhi, you don't seem to agree with me."
Wang Jiazhi smiled and said, "I didn't."
"Tell me what you think."
Although Teacher Yang is older, he is very kind and open-minded, and students dare to speak freely in his class.
Wang Jiazhi smiled and said, "I think he loves Li Ping'er, but he loves himself more. He is so smart that he can't fail to see that it was Pan Jinlian who killed Li Ping'er and her child. But after Li Ping'er died, he did not punish Pan Jinlian, but doted on her. It can only be said that he loves Li Ping'er, but he loves himself more. Although he does not love Pan Jinlian, he needs her. So while he misses Li Ping'er, he dotes on the murderer who killed her. After all, he still has to live, and if he has to live, how can he give up pleasure?"
The teacher smiled and said, "What you said makes a lot of sense."
One girl said, "It seems like this is the extent of our relationship."
Another girl said, "True love is hard to come by. Most people, when their wives die, immediately start thinking about finding another one. It's already rare to be able to remember your wife. How can you find so many couples who are together for life?"
One boy said, "You girls, you only think about love affairs all day long."
Xiao Shuang said, "It would be good if you guys don't think about romantic relationships, but think about the greater good of your country. I'm afraid you'll be empty-headed, not caring about your country and the people, and lacking the sentimentality of romantic relationships."
Wang Jiazhi looked out the window at the rain. Would he be sad after she died? He couldn't be completely unsad, only resentful of her.
He probably went back to look for Madam Ma again. After all, before she came, Madam Ma was the most favored. But that wasn't necessarily the case. His lovers were few and far between. No matter how beautiful Madam Ma was, she would eventually lose her novelty. He would always continue to hunt for more women. Soon, he would even forget her name.
During her break, Wang Jiazhi went to the library and borrowed several more books. Her life was full. Besides attending classes and performing in plays, she read. She had already started writing to see if she could make some money.
She had not written to her father for a long time, and it would have been of no use if she had.
This was a rare benefit from this hellish experience. She no longer held any hope or feelings for her father. More precisely, she no longer held any hope for anyone or any feelings. Even though she and Xiaoshuang were getting along well now, she wouldn't express too much emotion to her. She didn't dare trust anyone anymore. This was also somewhat influenced by him. Ultimately, the only true love in this world was one's own.
All she could do was save more money. She really didn't know how she would live in the future or whether she could survive.
The most realistic way is to get married, but she doesn't want that. In order to survive, she finds a man to marry.
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