At first, Bai Shinian didn't understand who was worthy of the master's concern. Until one day, he saw the master and General Luo walking side by side, and saw the warm smile on the master's face, then he understood everything.
It's not that he doesn't know how to love, but this love is hidden too deeply, so deeply that even people around him think they are good friends. Although they say it in a funny way, no one ever thinks of it as sharing a peach or being gay.
He also asked the master why he didn't consider General Luo his sworn brother. That way, the two of them could be a couple without worrying about the suspicion and cold eyes of others.
The master smiled and said that if you love him, you must give him absolute freedom. He has his own world and career, and he shouldn't interfere. All he needs to do is let him do it, and he will be his safe haven and protect him.
Bai Shinian didn't understand his master's logic. Wasn't the point of marrying a wife to take care of the family and the children, and to help her husband manage the inner court? The wife also contributed to the family's growth. What did he mean by letting his wife pursue a career? If she was already pursuing a career, what use was there for him?
Later, Bai Shinian gradually realized that male chauvinism was not acceptable. He worked hard outside, and his wife at home also faced the bloody storm in the backyard and protected him without stopping for a moment.
If it weren't for Jiang's help in maintaining relationships with others, he would have been eaten alive by those in officialdom.
While the family is harmonious, the husband must also know how to be considerate of his wife. It is an eternal truth that no wealth can be gained by harming the wife. It took him many years to realize how wrong he was at the time.
If he had not been obsessed with the pleasures of the pleasure-loving ladies, Luqiao would not have been killed by the concubines he later took in, and he would not have fallen into the trap of the officials and lost all his anger.
Only when he has a qualified mistress who works hard to run his business can he serve his master with peace of mind and work hard to create a way out for himself and his family.
The same is true for General Luo and the master. They complement each other and each has their own areas to develop and maintain.
It is impossible to be as perfect as a Libra. Tolerance and understanding are the eternal meaning of love.
In the following years, he watched his master become the youngest prime minister of Dayan, with great power in the court and countless students under his tutelage.
General Luo Ying took over as Grand Marshal and reached the highest position among military commanders. After inheriting the title of Duke, he also did not marry. However, when his family forced him to do so, he adopted two sons from his clan under his own name.
When people reach middle age, they are even more helpless.
When I was young, I didn't have the energy to argue with time. Now that I'm older, I'm like a child. Every now and then, I see the master arguing with General Luo. In the end, General Luo sighs and soothes the master, urging him to take better care of his health.
Not long after General Luo raised the child, the master made an exception and adopted a frail child from the Jiang family.
No one could have imagined that this frail child would take over his master's job in the future and break his record of becoming the youngest prime minister of Dayan.
Under the guidance of his master, he won three top honors in the imperial examinations at the age of sixteen and became the youngest top scholar in Dayan.
After several years of experience below, he overcame all obstacles and took over his master's job at the age of 30, continuing the glory of the Jiang family and even Dayan.
The height that such a genius has reached is definitely a level that my little boy can never reach even if he strives for three lifetimes.
But his boy is not bad either. He is the Jingzhao Yin in the capital city. With the master's son protecting him, no one dares to look down on him.
He spent the rest of his life just like me, and lived a pretty good life.
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Xu Jing left earlier than Luo Ying this time.
Luo Ying might be busy fighting and exhausted cleaning up the mess, but the mental and performance pressures he faces as a 007 player are countless times greater. Even if he were to devote half an hour to fitness every day, he'd still be like an old cow, automatically overwhelmed at a certain point.
When he was about to leave, the filial sons and grandsons surrounded Xu Jing, filling the whole table. They looked so bitter and resentful that Xu Jing frowned.
Xu Jing waved his hand, asking Jiang Yueying to come closer to him.
Jiang Yueying remained calm and composed in the face of the enemy, and even when her arm was chopped off and bleeding, she didn't frown. But seeing her father lying on the hospital bed, his skinny body, he could no longer hold back the tears in his eyes, which burst like a flood.
"Stop crying." Xu Jing was so old that he couldn't even roll his eyes anymore, and his voice softened. "Dad is gone, you guys need to be well."
Jiang Yueying knelt on the cold floor and nodded heavily.
"Turn a blind eye to the affairs of the court. Remember the principle that a full moon overflows and a full river overflows, understand?"
Jiang Yueying nodded again, her head almost bowed to the ground. Her shoulders twitched, and she seemed even more emotional than the dying man himself.
"A son remembers his father's words in his heart."
"Okay, come here." Xu Jing was so exhausted that even moving his fingers was a struggle. But he kept his eyes open as he watched the son he had raised for over thirty years move towards him, kneeling with each step. He chose the spot closest to him and knelt down. "Father, please speak."
This time, Xu Jing didn't say anything, but touched Jiang Yueying's head.
The palm of his hand still had some warmth, and every bit of his father's love, as heavy as a mountain, was swirling over his head.
Even the toughest man can't help but reveal his true feelings and have tears in his eyes.
Memories flooded towards Jiang Yueying like a tide.
He still remembered the day he met his father, dressed in rags, starving in the snow and ice just to listen to more lectures from the teacher in the clan middle school.
When his fingers were numb from the cold and he was about to faint, a warm hand stroked his head, giving him the most sincere warmth in the world.
From then on, he had winter clothes and the love from his father that others could never envy.
Although his father's education was very strict, sometimes he even didn't understand why he was so strict and made him memorize the Four Books and Five Classics at such a young age. While others were studying, he had already learned the ways of being an official before them.
But it was not until he climbed to a high position step by step that he realized that his father's forcing him to grow too fast had put him decades ahead of others.
The purpose of decades of hard work is not only to make him the envied Prime Minister, but also to ensure that the prosperity of Dayan can continue in his hands.
There are hundreds of family rules, and at first I didn't understand their meaning. Now, every word is heartbreaking, every sentence a life motto. Using them to govern the country and strengthen the military is the best strategy.
My father made great contributions to the country, the people, and even the family.
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