Shipin Dalizheng

Chapter 311 Monster

What the hell is going on? What did he do wrong that he has to provide psychological counseling to his ex-boyfriend?

The key point is that he was depressed because he was influenced by other women.

Why don't you just die?

He was about to refuse when Zheng Jiu's voice came from the tent, "Annanbo, if you are a man, come here and tell me clearly, how am I, Zheng Jiu, inferior to you? Even my master is using you to criticize me?"

Rong Tang rolled up his sleeves and rushed in like a whirlwind, pointing his finger at Zheng Jiu, "I'll let you die with your eyes closed. Ask!"

After taking two breaths, he changed the subject, "Wait a minute, it was you who asked for medical help, so I should ask you."

Seeing that Zheng Jiu's face was red and he refused to speak, Tang Chuyun whispered the reason in his ear.

After a while, Rong Tang calmed down.

Zheng Jiu's situation is actually a kind of mental illness, and a broken heart is just a triggering factor.

"Zheng Jiu, are you sure you don't like Lin Zhiyu?"

Zheng Jiu pursed his lips and said nothing. Tang Chuyun answered for him, "Sure, and for sure. I've been with him since childhood, and I know him best. He's a cold-hearted person on the outside, but a slutty one on the inside. He doesn't like the well-behaved, dull, and boring women in the boudoir. He likes that kind...that kind..."

Rong Tang closed his eyes for a moment, "Looks rebellious and hard to control."

Just like Feng Liu, who had just come across and climbed the wall every night.

Master Tang's eyes lit up. "Yes, that's right. He once stayed up late at night to see a girl and climbed over her wall, like a little tomcat in heat. He came back excitedly and woke me up to tell me how he felt. Although I wanted to spank him more than once, he was like a 17 or 18-year-old boy at the time, full of energy, so I didn't have the heart to do it."

Zheng Jiu's face turned pale and he felt like vomiting blood. This was like his face was being torn into pieces.

Rong Tang said indifferently, "Excuse me for being blunt, but the girl may not like a man harassing her in the middle of the night. After all, this world has strict ethics. If he can only have an affair, the most he can do is have a romantic affair, but the girl will be ruined."

Master Tang was stunned for a moment, and had to explain to Zheng Jiu, "Maybe he felt that her extraordinary Qing Gong skills wouldn't affect the girl's reputation."

"And then what? Even if someone finds out, Lord Zheng only needs to send a matchmaker to propose marriage, and this scandal will become a good story? Doesn't Lord Zheng consider whether the girl is willing or not? Or does Lord Zheng think that as long as he is willing, it doesn't matter whether the girl is willing or not?"

Master Tang couldn't make up for it, "Uh..."

"You see, this is what's so disgusting about male chauvinism. Everything revolves around you. You just want to pursue your own freedom, but in fact, girls also have the freedom to refuse."

There was dead silence in the tent.

"Sir Zheng, isn't this beyond your comprehension? After all, your aristocratic family, no, even ordinary families, educate their daughters based on the Three Obediences and Four Virtues. Women are appendages of men and shouldn't have independent thoughts. As long as you, Sir Zheng, throw the bouquet, even that rebellious Miss Feng should gratefully accept it, not refuse. Am I right?"

Zheng Jiu's eyes went dark again and again. How could he say it was wrong? It was true that he liked Feng Liu, but it was also true that he kept forcing her.

"You like a woman with rebellious ideas, but you can't accept her having a tainted reputation. So after she and Prince Hu had some physical contact, you felt that she was impure and immediately stopped proposing marriage. Am I right?"

Zheng Jiu's face darkened. "I can see clearly that she did it on purpose."

"Yes, because she understands you better than you do yourself. You young men from aristocratic families have been indoctrinated since childhood to uphold the principles of Heaven and suppress human desires. You regard love affairs between men and women as more terrifying than a flood or a beast. By the way, what do you call this?"

Mr. Cui exhaled, "Monster."

"Yes, you monster. "Preserve Heaven's Principles and Suppress Human Desires" originally meant that one should suppress undue greed and desires, and conduct oneself and one's actions according to the moral principles of Heaven and Earth. There's nothing inherently wrong with that, but for some reason, many people think that human desires refer solely to romantic matters... I wonder whose heart is more filthy. Even more terrifying, the world regards this as the sage's wise saying, and even the sage feels wronged."

Mr. Cui was silent, as if he thought so too, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that Annanbo's explanation was more correct and comprehensive.

"Master Zheng, you were raised like this, so you appear cold on the outside. But as Master Tang said, you are also reserved and passionate, and you desperately want a passionate emotion to brighten your dull life. You chose Feng Liu, but unfortunately you don't meet Feng Liu's mate selection criteria. Let's put it this way, passionate emotions also need to be mutually beneficial. One-sided wishful thinking is called harassment. Of course, I'm not belittling Master Zheng. You are a rare talent, the dream of thousands of girls, but Feng Liu is not suitable for you."

Zheng Jiu's expression twisted slightly. "She can obviously do it very well, but she just doesn't want to do it for me."

Rong Tang spread his hands. "Look, it's like you're looking for a swan among a flock of ducks, and then after finding it, you ask the swan to disguise itself as a duck. You always ask her to compromise herself and live in your backyard."

"She's going to get married eventually, and stay in someone's backyard. What's the difference between me and her?"

Rong Tang felt extremely exhausted. "She doesn't have to get married. She is the phoenix in the sky, and you are the dragon in the sea. She has a wider world, while you, seemingly owning the vast ocean, are actually bound by it forever. The difference between you and her has never been in age or family background, but in spiritual dimension. Let's put it this way, she has a free soul, and you don't. You are the heir of the Zheng family, the inheritor of Confucian ethics, but not yourself."

Zheng Jiu suddenly wanted to laugh. "Freedom? How do you define freedom? Do you think I'm not free? That's ridiculous!"

He, Zheng Jiu, can go wherever he wants and do whatever he wants. How many people in this world can stop him?

Rong Tang said slowly, "This is also the difference between you and me. You pursue the freedom to do whatever you want, while I pursue the freedom not to do what I don't want to do. People with different ideals cannot work together, that's probably the truth. Lord Zheng, if you have anything else that you can't figure out, ask quickly, because we're going to move camp soon."

Zheng Jiu didn't ask any questions, but Master Tang was a little puzzled. "This guy clearly doesn't like Lin, but he always seems to be influenced by him. It's strange."

"That's easy to explain. As you said, Lord Zheng is reserved and sultry, craving passionate affection. Lin's reckless passion has touched his heart. Although he doesn't love Lin, he enjoys her fiery devotion. His late wife, and the two fiancées killed by Lin, didn't give him such intense emotional stimulation. It's possible he was completely unaware of what Lin had done, but chose to turn a deaf ear and mute because he enjoyed a woman's mad love. When the matter was exposed, his first thought wasn't to kill Lin, the scourge, and bring justice to the deceased, but to consider the reputation of the Zheng family. In fact, if you ask him, he might have kept Lin around, allowing him to continue to feel the vanity of being loved. Lin understood him well. By writing this letter and dying at the moment she loved Lord Zheng the most, she had become a beautiful tree in his heart. From then on, not even Feng Liu could remove her from his heart."

Master Tang and Mr. Cui had vaguely guessed about the consequences before, but none of them were as sharp and thorough as Rong Tang said.

Zheng Jiu couldn't hold back and spit out another mouthful of blood. Master Tang screamed, "If you want to kill someone, just kill them. Don't destroy their heart!"