On the twelfth day of the first lunar month, that night when the Confucian family was in trouble, Mr. Confucius kept saying something, which seemed to be about Confucianism. The servants thought he was frightened and went crazy. He stood in front of the fire and let the fire engulf him. Fortunately, his men pulled him away, otherwise two people would have died. The person who was burned to death was Mr. Confucian's best friend Xu. Shengyi, Xu Shengyi was originally a fortune teller on the street. The Confucian master just saw that he was somewhat similar to the ancients and kept him by his side. People around him were guessing that maybe he started the fire himself. Xu Shengyi was used to an unrestrained life. Even a canary would like to be free one day...
But after Ru Minglan's night, no one was allowed to mention Xu Shengyi's name. A fire burned all his things, as if this memory had never happened before. No matter how good he pretended, he always locked himself up on the twelfth day of the first lunar month. The last day, he was betting that Xu Shengyi would come back one day, just because he said that Xu Shengyi had calculated his own fate. He said that his death was due to old age. Ru Minglan left home for twelve years to find him, and finally returned to Confucianism in the thirteenth year...
Purpose: Saving one person is worth it. You don't have to get it, but you must strive for it.