The war is raging and the people are in dire straits.
"One life is worth more than ten thousand baskets of fine firewood."
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On his way home from cutting firewood, Xin Qingan picked up the poor scholar Shengzhi who accidentally fell down the mountain.
He feels that scholars who are rooted in the art of Confucius and Mencius and memorize benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom and trust should be kind-hearted and generous. Later, I discovered that Shengzhi was selfish, arrogant, and pedantic, yet he spoke so righteously, as if he was the god who saved the world.
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"My name is Shengzhi, and I have a nephew who is not related to me.
But in the autumn when I was twenty years old, he had just taken a note, and his thin and slender hand grabbed the corner of my clothes and took the words for me.
Not knowing is confusion, my name is Zhi, the word confusion is, I am determined to know confusion.
That year happened to coincide with the change of the imperial court. The new emperor came to power, the government was harmonious and the people were harmonious, the country was peaceful and the people were peaceful, the mountains and rivers were prosperous, and the people's aspirations were what they wanted.
I named him - Xin Qing'an.
Congratulations, now, all wastes are prosperous; we have been reunited for many years, and the world is stable. "
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The moon hangs and stars adorn the branches, and the cicadas and frogs chirp and their shadows are mottled.
(The first few chapters are a bit delayed. It's not a loss if you invest in shares. Sisters, please)
Purpose: The choice between country and family, patriotism, defense and protection of the country