Chapter 391: Enjoying the World

Yan Li didn't want to think about the things that bothered her, but there were always some things that she had to think about.

She learned to be calm and rational since she was a child, and learned to control her emotions.

She became more calm and composed when she grew up, and she was mostly impartial in doing things. Whether it was treating her companions or court officials, she always adhered to the principle of giving more work to the capable, giving more power to the capable, and distinguishing rewards and punishments.

Shen Yanshu was one of the few people she could favor.

This favoritism had nothing to do with the relationship between men and women, but was more like the favoritism of elders to younger generations and kings to ministers.

Shen Yanshu lost his parents when he was young, and both of his parents died on the battlefield. His life experience as a descendant of a general family was undoubtedly more admirable and distressing, and he himself had always been gentle and polite since he was a child, treating people kindly, and was like a flawless jade prince at any time and anywhere.

So it was natural for him to be favored. ŴŴŴ.

Combined with various factors, no one would be jealous of him because of the favor he received, and even King Feng, King Yu and Rong Xiao would take care of him more or less.

However, no one knew that Shen Yanshu had been the man of King Xiao since his youth.

Yan Li lay on the couch, closed her eyes and listened to the lingering piano music outside the attic.

It was dark at this time.

The Shi'an River began to get lively. The sound of piano, pipa, and the heavenly singing of women penetrated into the eardrums, as if they could wipe away all the irritability and make people feel like they were in a prosperous and noisy place.

The lights on the riverside were brilliant, and the pleasure boats shuttled on the river.

Amid the sound of stringed instruments, the noises of men shouting, cheering, and drinking games were mixed in. It was indeed a good place for people to forget their troubles and immerse themselves in pleasure.

Suddenly, a pair of hands rested on her temples and pressed them gently.

Yan Li didn't open her eyes, just lying quietly, her voice was quiet and gentle: "Don't say that men like this place, even a woman like me, feeling the extravagance outside, can't help but want to call a few beauties to drink and have fun, and enjoy some singing and dancing."

Mu Cang's voice was low: "Who doesn't like beautiful things? Beauty, wine, beautiful scenery... Everyone has different preferences. Those who indulge in them will become decadent. Only those who can restrain their desires can become strong."

Yan Li smiled faintly: "If you say so, aren't there many strong people in the world?"

Mu Cang shook his head: "No. Some people restrain their desires not because they want to, but because they have to, because they don't have the capital to indulge."

Yan Li hummed and understood what he meant.

Just like most men in the world are lustful, but some people are still struggling for a living every day. Even if they have the heart, they don't have the ability.

If they are given enough silver, who doesn't want to go to the brothel and casino to spend a lot of money?

Most of the students who had studied hard for ten years entered the court with the idea of ​​being loyal to the emperor. After entering the officialdom, they were used to fame and wealth. Their desires were like trapped beasts that had escaped from a cage. They could no longer control them and let them grow wildly.

Only those who can restrain their desires with their own will in the midst of wealth and power can be considered truly strong.

Yan Li raised his lips slightly: "Mu Cang, if the world is united in the future and there is no war, it would be nice for you, the God of War, to be a teacher in the academy."

He is obviously a cold and hard God of War, but he has a set of reasons, and his opinions are always so sharp that people cannot refute them.

Teaching should be a good choice.

Mu Cang thought about it seriously: "With my temper, it's not suitable for me to be a teacher, but when we have a child, I can teach my child full-time."

Yan Li opened his eyes and looked at his face: "You think long-term."

"Not long-term." Mu Cang smiled, "At most two or three years, when the political situation in Jin is stable and you are two years older, we can consider this matter."

After a pause, he added: "After all, my husband is getting older and older, and we can't delay too long, otherwise it will be like having a child in old age?"

Having a child in old age?

Yan Li almost burst out laughing when he heard this.

She sat up slowly and looked at Mu Cang seriously: "Your face doesn't look like you're old."

Mu Cang said: "I'm not too old now. If I delay for a few more years, won't I be old?"

"Mu Cang." Yan Li leaned on the couch with a strange expression, "You are completely different from when I first met you. It's like you've changed into a different person."

Mu Cang used to be indifferent and taciturn, noble and cold, as if he was in the clouds, always giving people a look that was difficult to approach.

Now Mu Cang not only talks a lot, but also says sweet words, and even has a little humor. He looks more like a normal person with seven emotions and six desires.

"Some people used to say that tenderness is the most poisonous poison in the world, because it can corrode people's will and soften the coldest heart." Mu Cang sat down beside her and naturally raised his hand to hold her shoulders. "But there are so many people in the world who would rather be poisoned to death."

Yan Li tilted his head and smiled: "You would rather be poisoned to death?"

"No." Mu Cang shook his head, "Our tenderness is not poison, but a holy medicine."

"Holy medicine?" Yan Li raised her eyebrows, as if she found it strange.

It was the first time she heard that tenderness was a holy medicine.

"Yeah." Mu Cang nodded, "It makes others feel like being poisoned, but for us, it is an indestructible holy medicine."

Yan Li's expression was subtle, silent for a moment, shook his head and laughed: "You said everything."

Mu Cang tilted his head, his eyes were gentle: "Are you feeling better?"

Yan Li was slightly startled, then gently leaned on his arms: "Yeah."

"Go out for a walk and experience the world?"

The tone of this sentence sounded like an immortal descending to earth.

Yan Li's smile became more pleasant: "Okay."

The two got up and walked out.

Leaving the courtyard and heading south, strolling along the bluestone road, enjoying the prosperous scene of the Shi'an River at night.

The lights on the river were bright, and the painted boats were intertwined. The beauties singing and dancing showed their own styles to the fullest, and the music of the piano was lingering and the strings and bamboos were pleasant.

Not far away, someone was reciting poems and walking slowly along the river. On the road, there were pitching pot games, guessing riddles, men singing and drinking, and beauties singing in Wu Nong's soft language.

It was a prosperous era.

All the things that happened in the capital of the Southern Kingdom were locked in the imperial city. No one knew, and it did not cause any panic or speculation.

It was as if... whether the emperor was alive or dead, the impact did not seem to be great.

Yan Li turned her head and looked at the chaotic scene in front of her, and finally made a decision in her heart.

The South Country could still prosper without her.