After my soul traveled to ancient times, I don't want to be cannon fodder

"The so-called saint does not refer to one person, but to all living beings. Any enlightened being can be called a saint!"

"Instead of being a fake saint like you, who only talks empty words but can't do anything practical!"

Murong Yun's eyes began to turn red after being scolded by Zhong Ning. He knew that he had asked a stupid question, but he just couldn't let go of his pride.

It is clearly what the teacher said that sages are everywhere, and no matter when or where we are, we should act according to the words of the sages.

But why is my sister so disgusted with the words of the saint?

Murong Yun sniffed, lowered his head and dared not say another word.

Zhong Ning rubbed his little head and said:

"You just went through a minor calamity. Do you really think you can educate the bandits with just the words of a saint?"

"Think about it again. In the end, did those gangsters let you go because of your saintly words, or because of your fists?"

Murong Yun lowered his head and looked at his little fist, which was still stained with blood. It was obvious that it was his fist that protected him.

Zhong Ning continued, "So you see, people should have their own judgment. What the teacher said may not be entirely correct..."

“A sage may be able to influence the thoughts of a generation of scholars, but he cannot save an entire country, much less ensure that the people of the world have enough to eat.”

"If you want to achieve these things, you should learn the ways of a ruler from your father, rather than learning the words of a sage like a corrupt scholar."

"Some saints' words are just for listening. If everyone truly acted according to their words, how could there be so many corrupt officials and treacherous people in the world?"

"Do you understand?"

Murong Yun nodded, looking like he was being taught. Zhong Ning smiled evilly and continued, "Sister, I'll teach you one more thing today. Some things may not be the truth just by looking at them."

"For example, the three robbers who robbed the road today..."

"Do you really think that with your mediocre skills, you can defeat those three gangsters?"

Murong Yun looked up in confusion. What did his elder sister mean?

He suddenly thought of what the leading gangster said later: "Little kid, you should be thankful that you have someone to protect you. Otherwise, with your innocent mind, you will be eaten till nothing is left!"

What does this sentence mean?

Could it be that these people were arranged by my sister?

Before Murong Yun could ask, Zhong Ning said calmly, "Take off your clothes, I'll see if you have any injuries..."

Murong Yun's face flushed instantly, "No, no need..."

He has grown up and knows the difference between men and women.

Zhong Ning pinched his red ears and chuckled, "Okay, when we get to the city, let Brother Hei Lie apply the medicine for you... Okay?"

Murong Yun nodded shyly, not daring to ask any further questions.

However, he did not expect that his good sister prepared one difficult problem after another for him to experience personally.

As soon as we arrived in the city, we encountered a new round of challenges.

In front of the most prosperous restaurant in Xining City, a beautiful and delicate woman in white was kneeling, with a mat behind her.

The mat was so worn out that it could only cover most of the person's body, with a pair of feet in straw sandals still exposed.

One of the classic scenes in this melodramatic drama: selling oneself to bury one’s father!

The woman's originally calm face instantly turned into an extremely tragic performance when she saw the carriage with special marks coming!

"Gentlemen, I, Bai Rushuang, am making this petition. If I can get some kindhearted person to help me bury my late father with honor, I will repay them with my own life. I beg you all to be kind and help me!"

After saying this, he prostrated himself on the ground with a deep bow, and when he stood up again, his face was covered with tears.

Bai Rushuang is beautiful and gentle. At this moment, she is like a white lotus swaying in the wind. Just looking at her makes people feel distressed.

Many people on the street rushed over to her after hearing her words. Among them was a young man in fine clothes who saw this scene and came forward to ask, "Young lady, how much silver do you want to sell your body?"

"Sir, thirty taels of silver will be enough!"

"Huo, thirty taels, with thirty taels I can buy several maids to serve me..." The young man in brocade clothes took a step back immediately.

He is rich, but he is not a sucker.

She was already unlucky enough because she was in mourning, and she thought that if she could get him for five taels of silver, she could at least be a bed warmer.

But unexpectedly, she dared to ask for thirty taels.

The young man waved his folding fan lightly, raised his chin, and said disdainfully: "Ten taels at most, no more expensive..."

A hint of murderous intent flashed across Bai Rushuang's clear and beautiful eyes, but after a moment, she returned to her original state. "Thank you for your kindness, sir. I only want thirty taels."

"You, you bitch, don't be ungrateful. Considering your worth, ten taels of silver is already very high..."

Bai Rushuang gave the young man a cold look.

The young man immediately became furious and cursed, "I don't know where this poor fellow came from, and I don't know how many people have played with him. How dare you tease me here..."

"Come here, tie her up for me and bring her back to the mansion..."

As soon as he finished speaking, several servants stepped forward and tried to pull Bai Rushuang away by force. Murong Yun rushed forward in one step and protected Bai Rushuang behind him.

"How dare you kidnap a woman in broad daylight?" There were still some bruises on the corners of Murong Yun's mouth, but he still insisted on standing in front of the woman.

When the young man saw that the person rushing over to protect was actually a little kid, he immediately sneered, "Kid, have you grown all your hair yet? You're actually imitating others to save the damsel in distress?"

"You, you raped a commoner girl, that's wrong! The sage said, don't do evil, no matter how small it is. You violated the sage's words...you..." Murong Yun said here and was interrupted by the young man in brocade clothes.

He scratched his ears, somewhat incredulously saying, "What the hell? The words of a sage? I only know that the sage said, 'Food, sex, and nature are all part of human nature...'"

"You..." Murong Yun was speechless for a moment and turned his gaze to Zhong Ning.

Zhong Ning was wearing plain clothes and an old robe, standing in the cold wind with an expressionless face.

The young man in brocade clothes followed Murong Yun's gaze and his eyes suddenly lit up. Although the woman was dressed simply, her whole temperament showed that she was a lady from a wealthy family.

Either she is a noble lady in Kyoto, or her family has fallen on hard times.

But looking at the carriage behind her and the clothes the siblings were wearing, the latter is more likely.

The noble lady's family has fallen on hard times and she has no one to rely on, making her a perfect match for him as a concubine.

It not only conforms to his aesthetic taste, but is also presentable.

With this style and temperament, she is worthy of being a wife.

But how could being the poor man's wife be as happy as being the concubine of the young master of the Li family?

He had conquered so many women, but none of them was as cold and noble as the one he met today!

Like a snow lotus in Tianshan Mountains, isolated from the world!