Chapter 266: If Future Generations Mourn for the Past but Do Not Learn From It, They Will Also Make Future Generations Mourn for Future Generations.

A bright smile appeared on Ci Mingxin's face, "No trouble, no trouble, this is what I should do."

Afterwards, Ci Mingxin asked the servants in the house to take Ci Song and Ning Ping'an to a separate small courtyard. There were two houses in this small courtyard. The servant told Ci Song that one of them was his residence, and the other one was his residence. One room is peaceful.

Immediately afterwards, Ning Ping'an followed Ci Song into a room. Ning Ping'an sat casually at the table and poured himself a cup of tea. "Looking at your performance, Ci Qi Bai has not mentioned anything about Ci to you." Something to remember.”

Ci Song sat next to Ning Pingan, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup, "Teacher, is there something wrong with this uncle Xin? Is the death of my brothers and sisters related to him?"

"You need to check these yourself. These are your own family affairs. I won't help you. Unless someone above the realm of Confucianism takes action against you."

Ning Ping'an looked at Ci Song with a smile and said: "If your uncle really has a problem, will you kill your relatives out of justice? You know, although your uncle has poor talent, he has studied in a Confucian school for a while. His cultivation has reached the level of Hanlin."

Ci Song naturally heard the meaning behind Ning Ping's words. He wanted to test whether Ci Song was really determined to kill Ci Mingxin. After all, Ci Mingxin was his grandfather's adopted son, and whether he could be cruel now.

"Teacher, Yang Zi took me, plucking a hair and benefiting the world, but I didn't do it. Mozi loved everyone, rubbed his head and put his heel to benefit the world, and did it. The Ci Song Dynasty was ignorant, and he was not a person who loved everyone."

Ci Song answered Ning Ping'an's question with a passage from Mencius's "Exercise Your Heart". This sentence can be put simply in eight words: If a person does not serve himself, heaven and earth will destroy him. In Ci Song's eyes, "self" means oneself and one's own Relatives and people he cares about.

"It's up to you. By the way, this Ci Yang has humiliated you today, and you have to suffer like this. If it had been your father's youth, this Ci Yang would have had at least one of his legs broken in the hall today."

After hearing Ning Ping'an's words, Ci Song smiled helplessly and said: "Teacher, when my father was young, he was a unique genius. He had enough talent and self-confidence, and you and Grandpa Cuo as the backing, so with his The strength at that time was naturally capable of being young and arrogant, and acting recklessly.”

"It's just that you have seen the consequences. If my father could become a saint all the way, there would be no need to say more. But when my father lost power, the wantonness of his youth turned into a boomerang and pierced his body deeply. , so that he was called a 'sinner'."

"My father had no time to grieve for himself back then, and I, as a descendant, mourned for him. If the descendants of the descendants grieve and ignore him, they will also make the descendants of the descendants grieve for the descendants again."

"The posterity will grieve without taking note of it, which will also make the posterity mourn the posterity again."

Ning Ping'an savored these words carefully and felt the profound meaning. Then he looked at Ci Song with interest, "Although you don't have much experience, you can always say such thought-provoking words. It seems that The years when you pretended to be a dandy really gave you a lot of insights."

"These are all the principles I got from the book. The teacher is so complimentary." Ci Song replied.

"In that case, it's up to you how to deal with it."

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In the study, Ci Mingxin was scolding Ci Yang.

"What happened to you in the hall today? How could you do something like that? Ci Song is your cousin!"

"What kind of cousin is he? Father, Ci Song and I have no blood relationship at all. You know this." Ci Yang replied disdainfully.

Hearing this, Ci Mingxin frowned and stretched out his hand to slap Ci Yang. Ci Mingxin was so strong that he flew Ci Yang's whole body away.

"You bastard. Although I am not connected by blood with the Ci family, my adoptive father treats me like his own son. If it weren't for his care, I would have become a dead soul under the iron heel. You are so ignorant!"

Ci Mingxin stood up directly, walked in front of Ci Yang, and slapped her again.

"If you don't repent and continue to be stubborn, then don't blame me for not thinking about the relationship between father and son over the years."

There was blood in Ci Yang's mouth, and his cheeks on both sides were red and swollen. His eyes when he looked at Ci Mingxin were a little strange.

"Ci Song suddenly came to the city lord's mansion, probably to investigate the cause of death of his brothers. No matter what he asks, you have to give him the answer you know. Only in this way can it be possible to clear the gap between the two families. Can you Know?”

Ci Ming looked at Ci Yang quietly, and Ci Yang nodded, with a hint of cruelty on his face, "Don't worry, father, I will cooperate with Ci Song."

At night, the city lord's palace was decorated with lights, singing and dancing. Ci Mingxin held a grand dinner to welcome Ci Song's arrival. The entire city lord's palace was full of lights, laughter, and the sound of silk and bamboo.

In the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, there are dozens of large tables filled with all kinds of food and wine. Servants shuttle among them, pouring wine and serving dishes for the guests.

In the center of the hall, a group of dancers in gorgeous costumes danced gracefully. Their graceful postures and graceful dancing attracted everyone's attention.

At the top of the hall, Ci Mingxin was sitting on the main seat, and Ci Song was sitting next to him. The two looked like uncles and nephews dating each other.

Ning Ping'an sat in the seat below Ci Song, enjoying the song and dance performances while tasting the food and wine.

However, in this joyful atmosphere, Ci Yang always had a gloomy face. He looked at Ci Song, who was sitting in the main seat, with a strange look in his eyes.

When the dinner reached its climax, Ci Mingxin stood up and raised his glass to address the guests, "Thank you all for coming to my City Lord's Mansion to celebrate the arrival of my nephew Ci Song. Today, I will take this opportunity to welcome my nephew Ci Song."

As he spoke, Ci Mingxin walked down the steps, came to Ci Song, raised his glass and said, "Come, nephew Ci Song, I toast you a glass."

Ci Song stood up, raised his glass and drank with Ci Mingxin, and then said, "Thank you, Uncle Xin."

This move was praised by the guests present. Of course, because Ci Song is now a minor, he drank tea. After all, minors are not allowed to drink.

In the following time, the guests came forward to chat with Ci Song. They were all veterans who had retired from the battlefield, and most of them followed their grandfathers to guard the border and fight on the battlefield.

Ci Song respected them in his heart, so when they asked Ci Song about his time at Yansheng Academy, Ci Song's answer was relatively sincere. Ci Song chose to be vague about some too private questions.

During this period, Ci Yang never came forward to talk to Ci Song. He just sat in his seat and drank silently.

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