Chapter 390 Unable to be taught!

Because the amount of money collected by Song Yi is enough to be spent by Director Zhu's family for more than a year, it is rare that Director Zhu's mother-in-law dug it out from the field to prepare for the Spring Festival and made a delicious dish.

Bamboo shoots are found on the mountain. With dried meat cut as thin as paper, it emits a strong fragrance after the heat. Rice is even more precious and rare. Some rice that was originally prepared to make rice dumplings during the Dragon Boat Festival have been cooked. This is the best meal Song Yi has had during this period.

Wanyan Mingzhu swallowed her saliva from afar. She hadn't eaten meat for a long time. For her, who has always drunk a lot of meat, it's like a addict seeing a poppy.

"Why don't you... Let the girl eat some, too?"

Mrs. Zhu's mother-in-law is five and three coarse, but her heart is good.

"Let's finish eating first, and I'll give her the rest later!" Song Yi said vaguely while pickling up the rare rice in the north.

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At night, Wanyan Mingzhu, who finished a bowl of green vegetables and noodles, leaned against the wall angrily and stared at Song Yi with hatred.

The voice of Mrs. Zhu coaxing the child came from the next door, and occasionally there was a small whisper between Mr. and Mrs. Zhu.

The sound insulation of the house was so poor that Song Yi simply pushed open the window and listened to the movement outside the window.

The starlight sprinkled in, and Song Yi was thinking about the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Don't think it's a grievance that you don't have meat to eat. You should know how many people in the world can't eat meat, just like today... If it hadn't been for the large amount of money I gave, this family would not have been willing to eat meat. Song Yi said lightly that the object of the statement was Wanyan Mingzhu.

"You don't eat it. You pretend to be a saint! Who doesn't like to eat meat and who doesn't like to drink, this world is the world of the law of the jungle... If we are not brave, can't we still live in poor places and live a poor life? Are we golden people not born human beings? Why do you live worse than you Dazhao people? Wanyan Mingzhu asked angrily.

"So, killing people is the way for you to live a better life? Embecroach on other people's homes and seize other people's wealth. Is this also the truth taught by Long Life? Song Yi sneered.

"But when we are born, the land can't be cultivated. After hunting fur, we will be sold at a low price by your profiteers. What else can we rely on besides the weapons in our hands?" Wanyan Mingzhu asked back.

"This world has always been fair! On the soil of the Golden Man, you can't grow peanuts, you can grow soybeans, and you can't grow soybeans. You can grow sorghum... There is always something suitable for growing on your soil! When you complain, you have ever thought that there is no mink velvet in the south. In addition to buying and selling these things for thousands of miles, you also need to find a buyer to make money... Pick up the butcher's knife to plunder other countries and other homes. It has been the way for robbers since ancient times!"

Wanyan Mingzhu was stunned.

She felt very wronged, but suddenly found that she didn't know where to argue.

He must be too talker!

Wanyan Mingzhu comforted herself like this.

"What? No more words? Ha ha, you golden people are cruel by nature. Because you are used to animal blood, you won't even be moved when you see human blood. I know how many prey you Jin people are proud of killing when hunting; how many heads you are brave enough to kill when you go to the battlefield. This is really something that Zhao people can't learn... You know, in Dazhao, no child will be proud to kill people at the age of ten; many women have not even killed a chicken in their lives. Among them, there are also poor people who don't have enough to eat and don't wear warm clothes, but do they kill people?

"No. They do not use killing as a means, and they will never dare to do things that violate the moral law to make a living. Even if there is, there will be terror, guilt and regret in that person's heart. However, have you ever had it?

Song Yi's words are beaded, and the tone is not big, but they are like feather arrows in Wanyan Mingzhu's heart. These words are words she has never heard before, as if they were presenting a picture in front of her that she never knew.

And Song Yi didn't even look back, let alone his expression. He just looked out of the window and told the story quietly. He couldn't say these words to Jin Bing, because the soldiers who went into the battle were rushing back, and no one would listen to him.

Except for the battlefield, he can't get in touch with the golden people. Wanyan Mingzhu is one of the golden people he has been in contact with for the longest time.

She is cunning, fierce, smart and ignorant.

So Song Yi said this to her. He didn't know what he could do with her, but he was sure that he would let her go, because she was more valuable than death.

Then, she will live and tell her more truth. It seems that it can also be used as a silent weapon.

However, Wanyan Mingzhu's confusion is only for a moment. A moment later, her charming eyes were filled with a cold color. She sneered, "What you said is simple, but without money, we can't do anything. Before we plant anything, people are dead. Even if we plant something, we can't sell it, or be bullied by your profiteers. Your officers and soldiers are different. Is it fair for you to look at us and kill my people at will?

"What everyone sees in their eyes is different! It is fair in my eyes, but it is absolutely unfair in your eyes, so everyone needs to choose at this time. No matter what you choose, it can't be a butcher's knife... Killing will never have a good end. What the people in the world don't want to see is that there will be no such thing in the future. Even if it is a long time, what the people want is ultimately the king's way. Song Yi said.

"I can't say you, but I think we're right." Wanyan Mingzhu said coldly, in fact, her heart was already in chaos.

Song Yi turned his face and smiled at Wanyan Mingzhu with a solemn face, "Well, the State of Jin can only be destroyed after all."

"I will kill you. Even if I can't kill you, so will my brother. He is the proud son of heaven. As long as Zhao dies, we can also sit in the country. We can also do what you are doing now. Such a person, we are golden people... It won't always be a humble slave!" Wanyan Mingzhu narrowed her peach blossom eyes slightly, and her eyes were sharp and sonorous.

Suddenly, the atmosphere became silent.

Because Wanyan Mingzhu's voice was too extreme, she was shocked by Mr. and Mrs. Zhu next door. Even they were quiet, and they didn't know that they didn't hear anything here.

And Song Yi just looked at Wanyan Mingzhu with compassionate and mocking complex eyes and smiled coldly.

Some stubborn beliefs are unbearable to be taught for a while!

He believes that she understands what he said. As for whether she understands or not, he doesn't need to think about it anymore, because he will enter Confucianism tomorrow.

"Sleep! You can lie down and sleep tonight, but I will tie you up..." Song Yi said lightly, and then leaned towards Wan Yan Mingzhu's body.