Chapter 71 Sharing a Bed [Thanks to the leader "Author Anxing"]
Li Nuo was confused. Could it be that although he had no talent for martial arts, his talent in legalism was at the maximum level?
No, Legalism is not martial arts, and there is no such thing as talent at all.
The way of cultivation of all philosophers, including the Legalists, is the way of practical action.
Everyone is at the same starting point. The more you work, the more you get, and the less you work, the less you get. There will not be a situation where those with high talent progress faster and those with low talent progress slower. It's all about fairness.
Since it has nothing to do with talent, there seems to be only one possibility.
Is it because most of the people he sentenced were people of status?
Most of the disciples of the Legalists, when they first started practicing, could only be promoted to county lieutenants at best, or county magistrates at best.
They usually settle civil disputes and catch petty thieves. Occasionally, there are homicide cases, and the criminals are just ordinary people.
A prisoner like the son of a doctor in charge of imperial examinations could not be offended, let alone by a seventh-rank county magistrate, even by a fifth-rank Chang'an magistrate.
But Li Nuo was different. Among those who were tortured by him were many children of powerful and wealthy people.
It is equivalent to that when others are still doing novice tasks and killing small monsters to gain experience, he has already started to kill small bosses alone, and he can kill a group of them at a time.
Then the experience is increasing rapidly.
In this way, the practice of Legalism is not absolutely fair.
Others only had a small knife at the beginning, and it was difficult for them to kill a small monster. He started with a set of divine equipment, and he could kill a small boss with one knife. He didn't even have to do it himself, because the small boss's father would tie up the small boss and send it to him...
Of course, this set of divine clothing was not obtained out of thin air.
All this is thanks to the fact that his father is the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple.
Li Nuo was sitting in the carriage, and he realized something belatedly. He suddenly asked Butler Wu, "Father, do you know that I am a legalist?"
As Butler Wu drove the carriage, he said casually, "I know."
Li Nuo's heart moved, and he asked: "What did he...say?"
Butler Wu smiled and said, "The master said that no matter whether it is Legalism, Confucianism, or any other school, as long as the young master likes it..."
Li Nuo felt relieved after hearing this. He really couldn't figure out anything about his father.
However, since he didn't stop me, I could practice without worry.
In the past, when he investigated a case, he would think about it, always considering the procedure and the evidence...
That was in the past.
Now - there's no point in even thinking about it now!
Since you can't choose your identity, you might as well make good use of the convenience it brings you.
Anyway, he has the protection of his father, the most treacherous villain in Da Xia. What does he have to be afraid of?
Just do it!
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In the next few days, Li Nuo basically went between the Song family and the county government.
He tried cases during the day and went home to read and study at night, and solved some math problems by the way, but not for Mu'er, but for Mr. Chen.
This old gentleman, who was already over sixty years old, was a true scholar with an open mind. He waited for him at the Song family every afternoon, asking questions like a student with a humble attitude, so Li Nuo was embarrassed to refuse.
Explaining the questions to this old gentleman is much easier than explaining them to Mu'er.
He understood things almost immediately and could draw inferences from what he learned. He never asked childish questions. In the past few days, under Li Nuo's guidance, he has mastered the basic trigonometric functions.
Of course, this is just the most basic concept.
As for the more advanced formulas for the sum and difference angles, converting sums and differences into products, and products into sums and differences, Li Nuo had not yet told him about them.
Mr. Chen wrote down what Li Nuo taught him today and looked at him with great respect.
It is rare for someone to have such profound attainments in mathematics at such a young age, and what is even rarer is that he is so selfless.
He imparted this profound knowledge to himself so easily without asking for anything in return.
This is a true teacher.
After only two quarters of an hour of study, Mr. Chen learned a lot of new knowledge. He would have something to show off to those guys tomorrow, so he left happily. However, Li Nuo sighed, with a worried look on his face.
On the first day of August, his life span reached a maximum of 150 days.
Today is the fifth day of August, and the number on the code is one hundred and forty-six.
After his father beat the assassin to death with a stick, his life span increased by thirty days and then stopped increasing.
Li Nuo has judged dozens of minor cases in the past few days, which in the past could at least increase his lifespan by six to eight days, but in reality it did not increase his lifespan by a single day.
Although the verdict can no longer increase life expectancy, it is still being reduced.
With every day that passed, the number on the code was one day less. The feeling of counting the days and waiting for death made Li Nuo very distressed.
Li Nuo was convinced that he had reached a bottleneck.
When ordinary Legalist disciples encounter bottlenecks, their cultivation will at most stagnate. But if Li Nuo cannot break through his bottleneck, he can only wait for death.
One hundred and forty-six days, less than five months, was just enough for him to live until the end of the Chinese New Year.
If you want to break the impasse, you can't just focus on the people's affairs.
But during all his time in Chang'an County Government, Li Nuo had only encountered one case of a citizen suing an official.
The upper class people in Chang'an live in two different worlds from the common people. They rarely have any chance to intersect with each other, and they will not oppress the common people when they have nothing to do.
Li Nuo sighed again, not because he encountered a bottleneck. The Dali Temple was specifically set up to catch corrupt officials. At most, he could find his father and ask him to give him some of the credit.
He sighed, wondering when these days would end.
Song Muer noticed Li Nuo's low mood, ran over and asked with concern: "Brother Li Nuo, are you unhappy?"
Li Nuo forced a smile at Mu'er and said, "No."
Song Muer lowered her head and thought for a while, then asked weakly, "Are you unhappy because Sister Jiaren sleeps with me every night?"
"How could it be..." Li Nuo rubbed her head, wondering what this little girl was thinking about every day.
Song Muer grabbed the corner of his clothes and said obediently: "Because other couples sleep together, I don't want Sister Jiaren to sleep with me at night, please don't be unhappy, okay..."
Although the bottleneck is still there, Li Nuo does feel much better with the well-behaved Mu'er comforting him.
After playing with her until dark, Li Nuo returned to the room and was about to close the door when a figure walked in from outside.
Li Nuo was slightly startled when he saw Song Jiaren, and asked, "You...are you going to sleep here tonight?"
Song Jiaren nodded.
Mu'er, who always listened to her, locked her outside the door tonight and refused to let her in.
Earlier today, her grandmother had specially called her over and asked her if she had had an argument with her husband and why they had been sleeping separately for the past few days...
She gradually realized that after getting married, many things were different from before.
Watching her take out the bedding from the cupboard, Li Nuo walked over and said, "I'd better sleep on the floor. I feel embarrassed to always let you sleep on the floor..."
Song Jiaren said calmly: "You are a scholar, you are weak, and it is easy to catch a cold if you sleep on the ground."
Such a normal explanation left Li Nuo speechless.
She was a martial artist, so although she wouldn't catch a cold, sleeping on the floor was not as comfortable as sleeping on a bed. After thinking it over, Li Nuo said, "How about we sleep on the bed together?"
Song Jiaren looked at him, her eyes calm, without any trace of disturbance.
In order to prevent her from misunderstanding that he had other ideas and taking any action against him, Li Nuo immediately explained: "Don't get me wrong, what I mean is that you are not comfortable sleeping on the floor. This bed is big and can easily accommodate two people..."
This bed is really big. Not to mention sleeping two people, even three people can sleep on it. Even if there are only two people sleeping on it, there is still a lot of extra space.
After saying that, he took the initiative to roll up the quilt, moved inside, and said, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you..."
I said it subconsciously, but then felt that this sentence was a bit redundant.
There is a huge gap in strength between the two.
Even if he wanted to do something to her, he could only think about it.
But if she wanted to do something to him, Li Nuo would not be able to resist at all.
After a moment, smelling the soothing fragrance up close, Li Nuo still couldn't believe it. His wife actually accepted his suggestion and slept beside him with the quilt in her arms.
However, although the two of them slept in the same bed, they did not share a pillow, but each slept in his own quilt.
From under the bed to on the bed, it seems to be just a small step in space, but it is actually a big step in the relationship between two people.
Li Nuo could clearly feel that as they spent more time together, the strangeness and alienation between the two of them no longer existed as it did in the beginning.
Half a month ago, he couldn't even imagine the scene of two people lying in the same bed.
However, it really makes me feel at ease when my wife sleeps next to me.
Don't worry about anything.
Just sleep on it.
Song Jiaren lay on the bed, seemingly calm and indifferent, but in fact her body hidden in the quilt was tightly tensed. What if he really wanted to do something to her, what should she do? Although they were husband and wife, but...
She felt a little regretful at this moment. She might as well sleep under the bed...
I was thinking all sorts of things in my mind until I heard the sound of even and steady breathing beside me.
She tilted her head and saw that Li Nuo had fallen asleep.
(End of this chapter)
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