Chapter 119 Rights
“……” A long silence.
Xie Jinghe raised his head and looked at his father who was sitting in the seat of honor.
Minister Xie's face was hidden under the light, but it was gray. His disappointed eyes were like a sword piercing his heart.
Minister Xie lowered his head slightly: "Jinghe, do you know where you went wrong?"
“…”
Xie Jinghe didn't say anything.
He felt that he was not wrong, but his father said he was wrong, and the ancestral teachings said he was not wrong, but the ancestral teachings required him to obey his father's words. He could not find a way out, so he remained silent.
Minister Xie's lips gradually pursed up, and the more he pursed his lips, the deeper his pursing became. "Why do you want to give away Qihua's indenture and restore his freedom?"
Xie Jinghe bowed and replied, "Qi Hua wants to go home. Our ancestors said that we should act according to our heart and be kind and honest to the people around us, so..."
Xie Jinghe didn't say anything else.
He could see his father's face clearly. His father's eyebrows rose uncontrollably, then frowned, and the corners of his mouth turned down. Shangshu Xie said nothing, but he said everything. However, he did not say anything. Instead, he took out a light piece of paper from his sleeve and threw it in front of Xie Jinghe.
Xie Jinghe lowered his head, crawled on his knees, reached out and picked up the paper.
It was a contract of sale that was as heavy as a thousand pounds, yet as thin as paper, and the name on it was exactly the name of Qi Hua.
Qi Hua was still very young and was Xie Jinghe's study partner. When Qi Hua was keeping watch by his bed at night, he could not sleep and secretly shed tears. Xie Jinghe then took out his indentureship contract and gave it to him, allowing him to go home.
Xie Jinghe thought he did the right thing.
The old indenture had been torn up, and this one was a new one. Qi Hua had not yet learned to write, so he left a red fingerprint on the contract.
Xie Jinghe was stunned, and then he carefully read the contract again, comparing it word by word.
Minister Xie looked at Xie Jinghe with pity: "He cried and screamed to find me, saying that he would stay in the Xie family even if he died."
Xie Jinghe looked up almost dazedly, his hand tightly grasping the deed. The father in front of him was tall and sat in a high position. The light behind him was surprisingly bright, but it cast an extra layer of swaying darkness on his face.
Xie Jinghe lowered his head again and stared at the contract in his hand until the contract was forcibly pulled out of his hand by Shangshu Xie.
Minister Xie tore up the new contract and said meaningfully, "Jinghe, since you think so, I must respect your wishes. He can go home now. Let's go and see him off in a few days."
That day.
Xie Jinghe stood silently beside Shangshu Xie, watching the ragged Qi Hua walk out of the door of Xie's house evasively. Qi Hua didn't dare to look at him, nor did he dare to raise his head. He kept his head down from beginning to end, and the little bit of flesh that he had gained in Xie's house now exuded a sense of tension.
Xie Jinghe felt puzzled, a pure kind of puzzlement, but more of bewilderment, as if he had done things according to the answers, but was given zero points by the test maker.
Minister Xie reached out his hand and patted his shoulder, smiling and said, "Are you satisfied? Jinghe, don't do anything that goes against our ancestors' teachings."
Isn't he respecting his ancestors' teachings?
Why is reality different from ancestral teachings?
So what is wrong and what is right?
Is there right and wrong in this world?
But the ancestors had already passed down the answer over the years, and Xie Jinghe couldn't understand it even after copying it.
Xie Jinghe wanted to seek answers from his father.
But my father just repeated what he had just said with a gentle smile.
He didn't understand and couldn't comprehend it all.
Xie Jinghe holds a reference book on the correct way to live, which is narrowly wrapped up with one admonition after another. These all make up the lives of Xie's children. However, the one who should have been the most outstanding can never find his own direction.
You can choose one, you can choose two, you can choose three or four, you can choose four or five, but among the countless answers, Xie Jinghe, as the jade son of the Xie family, can only, and only wants to, choose the correct answer.
But is the life formed by ancestral teachings the right life?
Who on earth could answer him?
Who can stand in front of him and show him the way?
Who can make a firm choice for him?
But do such people really exist in the world?
A figure blocking Xie Jinghe's way flashed before his eyes.
"Can you stand in front of me?" The young Xie Jinghe overlapped with the 18-year-old Xie Jinghe. He looked at the boy who had always been steadfast in front of him and asked softly, "Can you say 'don't worry' to me again?"
If she couldn't get the correct answer, Xie Jinghe was willing to repeat her question ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, and always stay by his side.
Chu Songjun was silent for a long time, and then he said, "There are not many people free in the Dali Temple, but since Xie has come to surrender, I will definitely make time to receive him. If you don't mind, you can even close the door next to Brother Situ."
He remembered that they had a good relationship.
"Brother Situ?" Xie Jinghe repeated in a strange tone: "Situ Zheng, and Situ Rong?"
"Yes, they are here too, you can chat."
Chu Songjun responded calmly, and moved away the parrot that had been sticking to his cheek and rubbing him, but Xiao Ling was not happy and quickly stuck to it again.
"Did they come here by themselves?" Xie Jinghe Qingpiaopiao said, "I brought my father with me."
"…I caught him." Chu Songjun replied.
"Oh, he was caught and didn't come here on his own." Xie Jinghe said again.
Chu Songjun glanced at Xie Jinghe strangely, feeling that what he had just said was a little strange, but Xie Jinghe had said so many strange things in the past, so it was not surprising.
After Xie Jinghe finished speaking, he reached out his hand again: "Put the handcuffs on me."
Chu Songjun signaled to both sides, and the people from the Dali Temple hurried forward to put handcuffs on the young master of the Xie family who had come to visit them.
Xie Jinghe put his hands away and looked at Chu Songjun: "Catch me."
Chu Songjun's eyes fell on Xie Jinghe's hands. After a long pause, he replied, "Everyone is the same."
"No! You catch me! You've already caught Situ! Why can't I?" Xie Jinghe was a little anxious: "I'm standing right in front of you!"
Chu Songjun looked at him deeply.
It was too complicated. Even the extremely perceptive Xie Jinghe couldn't tell what was inside for a moment. He just took another step forward and said, "Situ is just a villain, a reckless man! A fool who only respects power!"
"Shut up!" Chu Songjun said with a frown.
"You..." Xie Jinghe's eyes turned red, but he was immediately delighted. Chu Songjun was close to him, and Xie Jinghe had told Chu Songjun everything. The ability of the Xie family was based on the ancestral teachings, so they should respect everything and be careful in everything. One of the sayings, "elegant words", was to warn the children of the Xie family not to say vulgar words, and Chu Songjun was naturally clear about it.
"You are concerned about me, aren't you? It doesn't matter, none of this matters! The ancestral teachings are nothing but a bunch of rubbish! A pile of waste paper!"
"Listen to me." Chu Songjun said. He looked at Xie Jinghe, as calmly as he had been ten years ago.
His clear and cold gaze was like a knife, able to cut open Xie Jinghe's heart bit by bit. Xie Jinghe fell silent unconsciously.
"Calm down. Look, you've made a mess of yourself. Take some fresh air at the door before you go to jail."
“…”
Xie Jinghe was speechless.
Chu Songjun has always been a person who sees everyone as a human being, and deep in the eyes of such a person there must be tenderness flowing like honey. Xie Jinghe had felt it before and understood that the words just now were the most gentle words of decision given to him by Chu Songjun. He has been pushed out of Chu Songjun's protection range.
At this moment, there was an extremely deep sadness and an extremely strong uneasiness in his heart, like a tsunami that was devastating the world, but Xie Jinghe could only stand there quietly.
"Goodbye." Chu Songjun gathered the parrot on his shoulder, walked around Xie Jinghe, and was about to rush to the next place.
"etc--"
Chu Songjun paused and subconsciously dodged Xie Jinghe's hand.
Xie Jinghe's eye sockets were still red, but the lightness from before had faded. His facial features twitched and twisted uncontrollably, his Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably, and there was a childlike helplessness everywhere: "I'm just used to it, just... used to it."
"Sorry, I'm busy with official business." Chu Songjun said in a low voice.
Xie Jinghe could only watch Chu Songjun leave, shadows falling across his sculpture-like features, stiff and terrifying.
After a while.
The people in the Dali Temple were silent, but they still stepped forward and tried to invite Xie Jinghe in.
Someone else came forward and opened the curtain of the carriage, and saw Minister Xie inside, who was laughing so hard that tears were about to come out.
After being carried down from the car by the Dali Temple people and the cloth gagged in his mouth was taken out, Minister Xie said with a grin, "See, see, I've already said it, you are wrong, he won't pay any attention to you."
Many years ago, Minister Xie was caught in a weak spot by the hypocrite Chu Bingtian, threatened, and made an example of.
Many years later, I was once again caught in a weak spot by my own child who suddenly went crazy. Unfortunately, this time it was my own family member, and every time I caught him, I hit his sore spot, and no part of his body could escape.
Shangshu Xie was furious, but he still abided by his family teachings and did not take any action. Unexpectedly, this kid actually hit him in the face. Shangshu Xie, who was falsely accused, was so angry that he was fuming and deeply regretted not hitting anyone.
Seeing that this rebellious son failed, he was extremely happy!
Xie Jinghe glanced at Minister Xie slowly, his dark pupils like a whirlpool. He shook his head: "No, he will pay attention to me. I will wait here."
Minister Xie said lightly: "Then you wait until the sea dries up and the rocks crumble, and the Great Wall collapses."
Xie Jinghe tidied his sleeves slowly and calmly: "I have already perish together with my enemies, so it doesn't matter. But is it really okay for you to say that? The defender of Xie's ancestral precepts! The greatest patriarch of Xie's family!"
Minister Xie cursed in his heart, but he wisely kept his mouth shut.
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Xiao Ling was a little curious: "What's going on between you and that person?"
Chu Songjun replied: "In the past... we were close friends, but now we are strangers."
Xiao Ling looked away. Why did he feel that the guy didn't seem to want to be a stranger? Never mind. He didn't like the guy anyway. No matter what he said about him, unless the guy believed in him, he would reluctantly give him the love he gave to his believers!
Jiang You and Situ are both among the top nobles, but the fact that their head of the family was sent to jail by his heir did not make them panic. Instead, they took it as normal. Chu Songjun destroyed many of Situ's human skin mask factories, but he took advantage of the opportunity when they had not yet realized that the Dali Temple was going to destroy them.
The more Chu Songjun investigated, the more he felt that Xijing was extremely dark.
He looked up at the paper figures flying in the sky, and a question came to his mind: these noble families never seemed to be afraid of anything, and because of this, the consequence of the continuous spread of power was disaster.
What should he do?
When Chu Songjun returned to the Dali Temple, Xie Jinghe was still waiting at the door. Chu Songjun paused, only to see Xie Jinghe coming up to him happily.
But those who were close to him approached with a bit of shame on their faces. They looked up at Chu Songjun hesitantly and said, "The Situ family and the others have all been released."
Chu Songjun paused, with little surprise on his face, but he still asked, "How did you leave?"
The people in front of me were crowded together and unwilling to answer.
Xie Jinghe didn't care: "Chu Bingtian let him go."
Chu Songjun's pupils shrank: "Who?"
"The person who took the initiative to let go of the Situ family..." Xie Jinghe repeated: "It was Chu Bingtian, the head of the Yuzhang Chu family."
Chu Songjun was silent for a moment: "Why are you still here?"
Xie Jinghe's breathing became rapid, and only Chu Songjun's figure was reflected in his dark pupils: "Songjun! They are all going to leave you, but I won't, never again."
Xie Jinghe took another step forward, almost sticking to Chu Songjun: "I will stand by you unwaveringly, only by you!"
His voice trembled with excitement: "Even if you want to overthrow the entire Xijing! I will stand by you!"
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