As long as things in the world still exist, they must have a reason for their existence. If something loses its reason for existence, it will naturally disappear from this world.

Therefore, we have no right to despise humility, because behind humility, there may be nobility hidden.

We have no right to criticize incompetence, because behind incompetence, it probably only represents humility.

We have no right to accuse decadence, because behind decadence, perhaps it is just the tolerance of others throughout their lives.

An immature person will be willing to sacrifice heroically for a certain cause; only a mature person can live a humble life for a certain cause.

What is not heard by the ears is not necessarily true, and what is seen by the eyes is not necessarily true.

Many times, we can only see the appearance of things, but cannot understand the reason why they really exist in this world. Traffickers, beggars, singers, generals, bandits, idiots and wise men, they all have their own characteristics of life.

They all have their own reasons for survival. No one has the right to accuse or deprive. All we have to do is respect, respect for life, and respect life.

The world of a fool is a lonely world, because he can never get out of his heart.

His world is lonely.

His soul is imprisoned.

His life was also at a standstill.

Almost every fool will be despised and ridiculed by those of us who think we are smart. But few people really understand them, and few people ask why there are so many fools in this world? They look like

Why can they still survive in this world despite being as stupid as pigs and dogs? They seem to be useless, but there are still a few people who care for them well?

Many people don’t understand these questions, and neither do I.

I just think that the fool's mind is like a blank sheet of paper, which seems to be a mirror of human nature. We can often see the weaknesses and shortcomings of our own humanity from them.

Some people can give away their own stupid sons; others, just out of good intentions, adopt some idiots who have nothing to do with them.

This is the difference in human nature.

Tang Zhong is a fool, but he is still a very happy fool. He was born in Tangmen, a wealthy family, and has never had to worry about food and clothing. Not only does he have the care of his father, but he also receives special protection from his grandfather. In fact, he is not completely

He has no friends, and at least four innocent maids spend time with him day and night.

On this day, Tang Zhong was playing with Qing'er and four others in the pear garden. A servant had already called outside the garden: "Young Master Zhong, the old lady has asked you to go to the practice room. The other four young masters have already gone and are only waiting for you.

Come on." Because Tang Mugong had an order, servants generally did not dare to enter the pear garden. If there was something to report, the servants would only call outside the garden, and then Qing'er and others would convey it.

However, Tang Zhong was still tired of sucking in Qing'er's arms and was reluctant to leave. Qing'er pushed him away and advised: "Stop eating. Grandpa calls you, why don't you go?"

Tang Zhong said unhappily: "No! Grandpa doesn't teach me how to practice martial arts. He only teaches four of them every time, but he still asks me to watch them every time. I won't go!"

Qing'er first replied to the servant outside: "Master Zhong knows, please tell Taigong, he will be there in a moment." Then she said to Tang Zhong: "Tangzhong is also doing it for your own good! You can't even listen to it if you go.

The disadvantage is, besides, even if Grandpa teaches you, you will definitely not study seriously."

Tang Zhong acted like a child again: "I haven't eaten enough yet! Go after you are full."

Lan Feng was standing by and scared him: "If you don't go quickly, Grandpa will spank you again later."

Tang Zhong was indeed a little scared, so he stood up and said, "Okay, I will eat grandma again when I come back."

All the maids said: "Okay! Okay! Okay! You little devil, why didn't I let you eat when I came back?"

The four maids helped Tang Zhong change into casual clothes, followed by Qing'er and Lan Feng, and went straight to the practice room.

The Tang Sect is a special sect that is not specialized in martial arts in the martial arts world. Their hidden weapons and poison skills are unparalleled in the world. Therefore, they also have a variety of training rooms, which are divided into martial arts training rooms, poison training rooms, and hidden weapon rooms.

and darkroom retreats.

Among them, the retreat darkroom is the most special. Generally, Tang Sect disciples are not allowed to enter at all. Only the Tang Sect sect masters and elders are qualified to enter the retreat. The secret room records the hard work and martial arts achievements of the Tang Sect's ancestors. If the sect masters and elders feel that

Among the young disciples who are outstanding and worthy of training, they will be allowed to enter the retreat and darkroom for a few days. Among the masters of the Tang Sect, apart from the sect master and the elders, only Tang Siji has entered the retreat and darkroom, but only

I was allowed to stay there for two days.

The other three places are places for practicing the three arts of Tang Clan martial arts, poison and hidden weapons. Because Tang Zhong is stupid, Tang Mugong does not let him come into contact with poison skills and hidden weapons, for fear that he will accidentally hurt himself, so Tang Zhong now wants to

The place we went to was the martial arts training room for the disciples of the Tang clan.

No servants were allowed to enter the martial arts training room, so Tang Zhong had to go in alone.

There were already constant sounds of guns and sticks inside, and Tang Zhong's four cousins ​​were already practicing martial arts.

"Why are you here so late?" Tang Mugong asked very seriously.

The geological servant at the center of Tang Dynasty did not know how to lie and said bluntly: "My grandson doesn't want to come."

But one of the four cousins ​​whispered: "It's all in vain if you come."

Tang Mugong knew that Tang Zhong was telling the truth and understood what he meant, so he said: "Today I want to teach them a set of boxing techniques, which is the Nianhua Fuyun Boxing, one of the three unique martial arts of our Tang sect. Zhong'er, you can also learn it.

, be sure to pay attention and learn as much as you can.”

When Tang Zhong heard this, he said "Oh" and came to the middle of the martial arts training room.

Tang Mugong said: "Don't follow me in the practice yet, just concentrate on watching me practice and remember the many details carefully. This Nianhua Fuchsing Fist relies on cleverness to win, but the details are very important."

After Tang Mugong finished speaking, he began to practice the boxing skills. At first, he was afraid that his grandchildren could not see clearly, so he practiced very slowly. Everyone in the front could still see clearly, but after halfway through the practice, Tang Mugong gradually entered the state, and the boxing skills became faster and faster, and the grandchildren

They were all dazzled by what they saw, but they kept marveling at it. Only Tang Zhong said nothing, and stood motionless with his eyes wide open, as if his soul had left his body.

In a moment, Tang Mugong finished practicing the Nian Hua Fu Yun Fist, then he stood still with a deep breath, turned around and asked, "Did you all see clearly?"

Tang Yong, Tang Guan and Tang San all said: "Grandpa practiced too fast, we didn't see clearly, we only remembered a little bit."

Tang Kejun said: "Remember half of it."

Tang Zhong still didn't come back to his senses. He seemed to be still thinking about something and still stood there motionless.

Tang Mugong only said that he was distracted and thinking about other things, so he shouted: "Zhong'er, where are you?"

Tang Zhong still didn't hear anything and was still as dumb as a stone Buddha. Tang Mugong was a little angry and shouted loudly: "Zhong'er, how much do you remember?"

Tang Zhong woke up from a dream this time. When asked, he immediately nodded and replied: "I know it, I know it."

When Tang Yong and the other four people heard this, they all yelled "idiot" and burst into laughter.

Although Tang Mugong didn't believe it, he still asked patiently: "What's wrong with you?"

But Tang Zhong replied very definitely: "My grandson knows the boxing technique just now."

Among the several cousins, Tang Kejun had a slightly better relationship with Tang Zhong, so he said: "Among the five of us, I have the best memory, but I can only remember a small half. Brother Zhong, you said you could do it, but have you ever seen it?

Don’t you forget?”
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