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The last two sentences shocked Song Wei. He looked at Song Yuan and realized for the first time that Uncle Jiu seemed different from the one he knew.

"Uncle Nine." Song Wei felt that he was confused, and he suddenly had a strong desire to talk: "What would happen if you knew that your parents had done something that was against human ethics?"

Song Yuan looked at him doubtfully and suddenly smiled: "Human ethics are just a rule. To put it bluntly, it means not following the rules. There are thousands of rules in the world, and not all of them may be reasonable. If you violate it, you will violate it. Others You only babble if you don't like it. The person involved doesn't care about it, so why do others worry so much?"

"Ah?" Song Wei never expected that she would say this. He was at a loss and wanted to make a few excuses, but he didn't know where to start. If morals and etiquette cannot be followed, wouldn't it mean that etiquette and music will collapse?
But thinking about it again, Song Chun and Xiao Shen are similar in age. It is not surprising that they love each other, and they have not done anything out of line.

It starts with love and ends with ritual.

How can we suppress and control emotional matters?They were as patient as possible without breaking the rules.

As Song Yuan said, they themselves don't care about moral principles, so why do others care so much?

But what about his mother?Because of her father's long-term neglect, her mood gradually collapsed, and she was hardened into a madman with an extreme temper. Is this fair to her?
Although he did not think that Lin was innocent, he also believed that she was not guilty enough.

Maybe if her father loved her a little more, she would not have come to this point, but there is no guarantee of these things. People's greed is endless. Her mother's almost paranoid desire to control her father even scared him. , if the mother could be a little more rational, she and her father would not be able to get to the point where they hate each other.

Soon, the steaming dishes were delivered again. The table was full of Song Wei's favorite food. There was no need for the waiter to serve the dishes. Song Yuan moved his chopsticks, but Song Wei was still worried and had no appetite.

He really felt aggrieved for his mother, but he also knew that if he defended Lin again, Song Yuan would definitely refute him. He was so tired and he didn't want to argue.

"People are actually very protective of their shortcomings, especially when facing their parents. You can accuse them of all kinds of bad things, but if others criticize them in harsh words, few people will agree with them. It is normal for you to feel angry and defensive. Some people's reactions are to blame themselves and reflect on whether their accusations are too one-sided, which is why they have brought infamy for their parents." Song Yuan enjoyed the meal very well: "Actually, as long as you think about it at this time, no one will You can feel relieved by empathizing with yourself. After all, the kindness your parents show you is hidden in the little things, accumulated over many years, and others cannot sense it, so there is no need to be merciful."

These words hit Song Wei's heart again. He looked at Song Yuan with only surprise in his heart: "Uncle Jiu knows what I am thinking?"

"You should know something. After all, I have come from your age." Song Yuan explained casually: "As for what you said about human ethics, although I don't know what it is specifically, there is a saying that I can teach you. Morality and etiquette are just It is a means of rulers, and nothing great can happen if you are trapped in it.”

Song Wei was touched by these words. The principles he had learned since childhood were completely different from what Song Yuan said. Both Mr. Song and Song Chun taught him to be a gentleman, but Song Yuan said that these things would make it impossible for people to succeed. event.

Song Wei didn't know who was right and who was wrong.

"Your parents have recently lost their lives, and the emperor has suffered a stroke. At this juncture, the royal family will definitely come to contact you." Song Yuan thought for a while: "Be careful. At this time, your words and deeds will be made a big fuss by. Those people Don't be kind and don't be easily taken advantage of by them. If they promise you something, don't agree yet. If you can't make up your mind, go to your second uncle or me to discuss it."

Song Wei obviously misunderstood her meaning and asked directly: "Uncle Jiu is afraid that I will use their power to fight against you?" "If they really help you to rise to power, then we and they will become allies. How can we fight against you?" Song Yuan was also frank and not angry because of his doubts: "I'm worried that they will take advantage of you."

Song Wei was at a loss for words. He looked at her and didn't know what to say, so he had to bury his head in eating.

He was very aware of his situation. Those who wanted to make plans for him at this time were simply because of his status as the only son of Prince Ming Gong. Those people, like Lin, had the idea of ​​pushing him to the top and suppressing several uncles. Once He agreed to those people and was bound to become enemies of several of his uncles.

He knew which side was trustworthy. Moreover, he was not obsessed with the throne. From the day Song Chun fell ill and could not be cured, he knew that he was no longer destined to the throne, so all he could do was to keep to himself. Preserve yourself.

"Uncle Jiu, don't worry, I won't be deceived by them, and I will never cause any trouble to you."

He said this as if he was showing loyalty, and Song Yuan couldn't help but look up at him: "There's no need to be so polite. I remind you, I just don't want you to be used by them. Your mind is not mature yet. If you are fooled by them, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it." When we blame others, we will have to blame ourselves first, which will consume our energy."

Hearing what she said, Song Wei suddenly felt ashamed and ate even more silently.

Song Yuan was full: "You can rest for a while, we will take care of you from the front, so don't worry."

She put down the bowl and chopsticks and left. Song Wei slowed down his eating speed a little. He looked at Song Yuan's leaving figure, and he didn't know when most of the depression in his heart had dissipated.

Song Chun had to be inactive for some days, and Emperor Hong Ming suffered a stroke. The royal family who had been ordered to pay their respects in situ received the news and rushed to Jingzhao non-stop. Song Run could not stop them at all, so he could only Let them arrive first and then think of a solution.

At this time, the attitudes of the princes became particularly important, but the journey to the northwest was far away, and Song Fu had not received a reply for a long time. As time went by, Song Run and Song Yuan felt uncertain.

In the Guangping Palace, Xiao Shen has been sitting here for a long time, and Concubine Li has not come out. Ever since she misled Concubine Li and refuted Concubine Li for letting several princes come back, everyone in Guangping Palace has not been very welcoming. Little Shen.

But she didn't mind being left out, and sat down to drink tea calmly, waiting patiently for Concubine Li to come out. After about an hour, the maid belatedly came to report that Concubine Li had woken up from her nap, and asked Mrs. Shen to come inside to talk.

Little Shen understood that Concubine Li had enough airs and was willing to talk, so she followed the maid in. Sure enough, she saw Concubine Li lazily leaning on the pillow, not yet dressing up, and looking at her with a tired look on her face.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty." Xiao Shen greeted her politely.

Concubine Li glanced lightly: "If I am a lobbyist on your son's behalf, it is better not to say anything. If you think about your son, I will naturally think about my son."