Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

When they met Qi Zhaoshu, he was sitting by the window.

The young man had a face like a beautiful jade, and beneath his handsome eyebrows were a pair of gentle eyes with a warm and clear gaze, as if filled with a bucket of early spring wine. He was wearing a frost-colored robe with orchid patterns drawn on the lapels with fine silver thread. His bony fingers were holding a scroll, and he had a noble temperament.

A breeze blew, lifting his hair and blowing the pages of the book. He seemed not to notice someone coming, and his eyes were still focused on the book in his hand.

"Huai Xiu!" Meng Chuanbai's eyes suddenly turned red, and his voice couldn't help but choke - meeting his old friend again after many years, it turned out to be this scene. His thoughts were so numerous that they were hard to express in words.

It has been a long time since I heard someone call him like this, without any foul language or sarcasm... When Qi Zhaoshu looked at Meng Chuanbai, there was a hint of realization in his eyes. After a long time, he came back to his senses. His voice was a little hoarse, and there was still some disbelief in his eyes.

"Zeming? Meng Zeming?!"

"Wuwuwu... Huaixiu!" Meng Chuanbai didn't know what to say. As a person with incontinence, his eyes were filled with tears.

Unexpectedly, the person who came was his former classmate. If the other party had malicious intentions, Qi Zhaoshu would naturally not be afraid, but the regret and grief in the other party's eyes made him a little at a loss - Qi Zhaoshu put down the book, stood up nervously, but did not get close.

Seeing this, the servant who was leading the way felt that the atmosphere was not right. These people did not seem to be here to satisfy their sexual desires - his eyes flickered, and he retreated calmly. But when he turned around, he saw Liu Jiqian blocking the door, looking at him with a smile.

"Are you trying to tip off someone?"

The servant suddenly felt a cold sweat coming down his face and quickly lowered his head.

Before he could argue, the other party's gentle voice sounded above his head, accompanied by an indescribable pressure.

"Go ahead and tell him to come here in person."

The servant was startled and ran away in a hurry. The moment he went out, he felt his back was soaked with cold sweat.

Qi Zhaoshu's family suffered a misfortune and he was forced to become a wanderer, but he still did not give up learning... Lu Wensheng noticed a well-preserved scroll on the table, and suddenly a poem popped into his mind - a proud person with bad luck, a rough life and hard to achieve his ambitions.

"Huai Xiu, we are here to take you away!"

Qi Zhaoshu said calmly: "I'm afraid my current identity will cause trouble for you."

He looked at everyone and bowed politely, then said solemnly: "Thank you all, Qi is very grateful, but... this matter involves a lot of people - Zeming, I appreciate your kindness, but you haven't been back to the capital for a long time, I'm afraid you don't know the current situation. The Qi family has been confiscated, and there are deep waters inside. Others are avoiding it, be careful not to implicate you, or even the Meng family, then I really..."

Meng Chuanbai interrupted him tearfully: "Don't worry, I won't get involved and won't be implicated. They can help!" He came here to cling to someone powerful.

Yan Qingshu: "That's true, but you're really rude, Mr. Meng."

Wei Xun said nothing, his mind wandering: It doesn’t matter, he is just a bodyguard and thug.

Hearing this, Meng Zeming smiled awkwardly and said to Qi Zhaoshu: "We will take you out, and you can continue your studies!"

He didn't think that these twists and turns would crush Qi Zhaoshu - a true gentleman never sticks to worldly views. As long as Qi Zhaoshu is given a chance, he will still return to where he belongs.

Qi Zhaoshu was stunned for a moment, looking into the distance, as if talking to himself: "In today's world, it's not enough to just study..."

"No matter what, let's leave this place first!" Meng Chuanbai didn't care about etiquette and dragged Qi Zhaoshu to leave. The servant who had just run out came late and hurriedly stopped him, handing the thin page of paper to Qi Zhaoshu.

"Wait a minute! Master Qi, please read the letter before you leave!"

There was nothing lengthy in the letter, just a simple sentence: The Qi family was wrongly convicted, and I will exchange my life for innocence.

Qi Zhaoshu's face suddenly changed, a trace of relief flashed across his eyes, and the hint of worry between his brows seemed to fly away with the wind outside the window, and finally turned into a sigh.

"It seems that it's all in vain. I may not be able to leave."

Meng Chuanbai snatched the letter from Qi Zhaoshu's hand, his face turned pale after reading it, and he tore it up directly.

"If the king wants his subject to die, must the subject die..." Qi Zhaoshu understood in a flash - there was no one else who could overturn the Qi family's verdict except the current regent.

The only thing that puzzled him was that the Qi family was loyal to the monarch, and when that person came to power, he would be his assistant. There was no conflict of interest between them. Why should they target the Qi family, especially him?

"I was caught up in the midst of the great situation. How many times in this world did I live for myself... If I can restore the reputation of the Qi family and clear my father's name, then even if I die, what does it matter?! Now that I have a rotten life, I will never live in vain."

Qi Zhaoshu had no intention of guessing, and he didn't care much about life and death - or rather, after experiencing all these, he didn't plan to live in chaos after gaining his freedom.

Lu Wensheng was standing by as a background figure, and his face was filled with confusion: No, we went through so much trouble to get you out, are you planning to commit suicide? !

"Mr. Qi, did he die for himself, or for his integrity? Did he really think that he could sacrifice his life to clear the name of the Qi family, or did he think that since he was already in this state, he might as well die and leave his family with a clear name?"

Liu Jiqian changed his gentle demeanor and spoke so sharply.

Yan Qingshu took a deep breath: You are so blunt, are you going to die?!

Lu Wensheng felt that Liu Jiqian was so awesome, he also wanted to use his ability of talking nonsense, so he retorted.

"A lotus grows out of mud but remains unstained. How can this be considered living in shame? The more they want you to live a miserable life, the better you should live. To endure humiliation and remain unyielding is pride!

You have to let them know that even if you are deeply mired in filth, you are still someone they can never reach! Despicable people always try to find the imperfections of others, or create the imperfections of others, in order to highlight their own "perfection".

No matter how clean a person is, he will be criticized. People don't criticize you because you have made mistakes, but only by criticizing them can they appear to be clean people.

You committed suicide like this, maybe it's just what they want? Born as a disciple of a noble family, you have seen scenery that many people will never see in their lifetime, and learned knowledge that many people will never touch in their lifetime. You should not be buried in the hands of these people! You should be the one who stands in the hall, writing and planning for peace, and speaking with your mouth and sword!

And don't you want to overturn your father's case yourself? ! Are you really at ease leaving this kind of thing to others? ! "

Lu Wensheng was so dry-mouthed when he spoke - he had already said this much, if the other party still wanted to commit suicide, then he could only let go of his desire to help others and respect their fate.

(I would like to state in advance that Qi Zhaoshu did not really intend to commit suicide! What he said was a bit vague and his meaning was misinterpreted! A gentleman can be reserved but not weak, and he can speak out when he is not fair.)