Gao Qingyun had already heard Zhu Youjian's footsteps.
Zhu Youjian was still angry, and upon hearing Gao Qingyun's question, he instinctively cursed:
"What else could it be? It's all because of Wei..."
He realized what he was saying halfway through and quickly stopped talking.
However, Gao Qingyun guessed what was going on.
"Haha, is it because they spoke ill of you to your face after you attacked those people in the village?"
"Don't take this to heart."
Although Zhu Youjian understood this principle, he still shook his head.
"Master Gao, I know I shouldn't be angry, but..."
Gao Qingyun blinked a few times behind the black cloth, and chuckled to himself:
"This young Zhu is indeed young, and he can't get over this hurdle in his mind."
He stretched out his hand and walked towards Zhu Youjian's direction.
He was lucky this time; he didn't face the wrong direction and patted the right shoulder.
"Alright, alright, don't be angry. Let me cheer you up."
The deaf-mute eunuchs behind him nearly popped their eyes out when they saw this.
This is the emperor, who would dare to act so recklessly?
But Zhu Youjian was not angry. Instead, he obediently followed Gao Qingyun back to the classroom and sat down.
Gao Qingyun said:
“Xiao Zhu, there are two kinds of people in the world. One kind is people who influence you. Their words, actions, and even their thoughts can affect you.”
"This other type of person has absolutely no effect on you. Whether they like you or hate you, it doesn't matter to you."
Tell me, which person insulted you this time, the former or the latter?
Gao Qingyun had already prepared her explanation in her mind, in case Zhu Youjian said that the person was the former.
He advised Zhu Youjian that the man already had a prejudice against him, and no matter what he did, he would scold him, so he should just ignore him.
However, after thinking for a moment, Zhu Youjian shook his head and said, "Master Gao, that person is the second type."
That's not wrong. Wei Zhongxian is about to be chopped into mincemeat, so he definitely won't have any further impact.
Gao Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief.
"That makes things easier."
"Since he has no influence over you, why bother what he thinks or says?"
"Although there is a saying that being condemned by thousands will lead to an untimely death, as long as you can understand this principle in your heart, that's enough."
After hesitating for a moment, he decided that he should still give Zhu Youjian some encouragement.
"Xiao Zhu is young, so reasoning with him won't work. We need to say something more inspiring to get the point across."
"That's what you call treating the symptoms."
So he sat down next to Zhu Youjian.
"Little Zhu, have you ever heard of Wang Anshi from the Northern Song Dynasty?"
Zhu Youjian didn't know why Gao Qingyun suddenly brought up this person, but he nodded and said, "Of course I've heard of him."
Gao Qingyun laughed and said, "Little Zhu, you don't know much about modern things, but you know these ancient people like the back of your hand."
Fearing that he might make some connection, Zhu Youjian quickly changed the subject.
"Master Gao, what exactly are you trying to say when you bring up Wang Anshi?"
Gao Qingyun, unsuspecting, continued speaking.
Before Wang Anshi came out to implement reforms, everyone in the Song Dynasty regarded him as a rising star and felt that if he did not come out to serve as an official, the Song Dynasty would be doomed.
"However, after he took office, many Song Dynasty officials felt that he was a criminal and that if he did not get out of office soon, the Song Dynasty would surely perish."
“Even friends who used to be on good terms with him have become enemies because of their differing political views.”
"Little Zhu, do you know what Wang Anshi said back then?"
Zhu Youjian actually knew.
He tentatively asked, "Is public opinion not worth worrying about?"
Gao Qingyun laughed and nodded.
"Little Zhu, it seems you understand what I mean."
"As long as you have a clear conscience, why should you care what others say?"
Although Gao Qingyun felt that what he said was quite passionate, Zhu Youjian was still not motivated.
He sighed, "If that person had just been insulting me, that would have been fine."
"He also said... that he was waiting for me in the underworld, and that my ancestors were also waiting for me, this is simply..."
As he said this, his hands trembled with anger.
Gao Qingyun frowned slightly: "This young Zhu is not old, but why does he act like an old man, believing in these ghosts and gods?"
But he still tried to comfort her:
"Xiao Zhu, don't take these words to heart."
“You still have a long life ahead of you. If he wants to wait for you, he could have to wait for decades.”
"Besides, even if you meet again in the underworld, so what?"
"Even if we go to the underworld, do you think he'll be a match for you?"
At this point, Gao Qingyun suddenly remembered something and said with a smile:
"I remember a poet once said, 'On this journey to the netherworld, I will summon my old comrades, and with ten thousand banners, I will slay Yama, the King of Hell.'"
"They're not even afraid of the King of Hell, so what are you afraid of?"
After reciting this poem, Zhu Youjian's mood indeed improved considerably.
"Master Gao, you're absolutely right!"
"That's right, even if I go underground, I'm not afraid of that Wei... I'm not afraid of that person!"
"And as long as I do things well, I can face my ancestors without any shame."
He then asked Gao Qingyun, "Master Gao, this poem is quite good. May I ask who wrote it?"
Gao Qingyun was about to explain, but he felt that saying the name might bring about something terrifying.
So he said haphazardly, "Just a general surnamed Chen."
"By the way, I asked Lao Cao to talk to you not long ago and tell you to wear more clothes, did you hear me?"
Zhu Youjian smiled and said:
"Since it was you, Master Gao, who said it, of course I will keep it in mind."
"Look, I added an extra layer inside this garment."
Gao Qingyun nodded.
"That's good."
"You mustn't get sick again, otherwise it will leave a chronic condition and cause trouble later."
After chatting for a few more minutes, Zhu Youjian left Taiye Pond feeling refreshed.
After walking only a few steps, I saw Luo Yangxing cautiously running towards me:
"Your Majesty, the Minister of Revenue requests an audience."
Luo Yangxing still thought the emperor was angry, which was why he was being so cautious.
Zhu Youjian casually said:
"Oh? It's Lord Bi who's here? Then please invite him over... Oh, no, let's go to the Imperial Study."
Although Bi Ziyan had met Gao Qingyun, Zhu Youjian did not want to disturb his "Master Gao" any longer.
So we moved to another place.
Luo Yangxing looked up, scrutinizing Zhu Youjian's expression with suspicion, and thought to himself:
"When we left the main hall just now, His Majesty looked like he was about to explode with anger. How come he's calmed down in such a short time?"
"Is Master Gao really that amazing, able to calm the emperor down with just a few words?"
"It seems that I should consult Master Gao more often when I encounter similar situations in the future."
The two of them went to the Imperial Study together.
Not long after, Bi Ziyan walked in.
Upon seeing Zhu Youjian, he bowed and said:
"Your Majesty, I have come to inquire about the fate of the Donglin Party's assets."
"Shouldn't all of it be deposited into the national treasury and handed over to our Ministry of Revenue?"
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