Chapter 548 A Tragic Love Affair
Chapter 548 A Tragic Love Affair
Mo Li shrugged helplessly and said, "If everyone in the world thinks like this, then what's the point of the imperial examination?"
He paused for a moment, then continued, "Those who take the imperial examination gather in one place to compete in science and arts."
Du Xiaoyue said, "But Miss Zhao Qing seems to be as determined as iron. You can't persuade her no matter what you do." As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Qing stood up.
Mo Li said, "Her heart is as hard as iron; I'm determined to hold this grudge. Xiao Yue, take her back to the manor. Don't let her leave the manor until the imperial examination is over." As he spoke, Zhao Qing had already walked away.
"But..." Du Xiaoyue wanted to say something more.
Mo Li didn't want to listen anymore and said, "Did you hear me? Do as I say."
Du Xiaoyue wanted to say something more, but when she turned her head, she said, "Miss Zhao Qing has already left."
Mo Li turned around and immediately pretended to be dumbfounded.
……
The two left the room and ran outside, calling out Zhao Qing's name as they searched for her.
Come to the street.
Zhao Qing has disappeared without a trace.
Mo Li pretended not to know anything and said, "Xiao Yue, didn't you see where she ran off to?"
Du Xiaoyue said, "No."
Mo Li didn't know what to say.
……
Mofu.
living room.
Amidst the rumbling thunder, a torrential downpour began. Mo Li opened his bundle, inside which lay a book—his own collection of poems.
His poems are all copied from modern works.
Its writing style is unique.
People even talked about it with great interest, wondering how Mo Li could write such a poem.
Turning to the first page of the poetry collection, Mo Li read aloud the words written on it:
"Gong Moli, courtesy name Anzhi, sobriquet Chunlei, is the person I think of day and night."
He gasped after saying that.
He muttered to himself, "The person I've been longing for day and night."
At this moment, Du Xiaoyue walked in and said, "Brother Li, I've searched everywhere, but I still can't find it."
Mo Li said, "Xiao Yue, let's not look for her anymore. Let her do whatever she wants."
Du Xiaoyue said, "Brother Li, then you and Miss Zhao Qing aren't..."
Mo Li said, "Emotion can be either righteous or wicked. When the emotion is righteous, even if one is willing to die for it, it is still admirable. Sacrificing one's life for love may not be recorded in official history, but it will still be admired by scholars and writers of later generations."
After saying that, he walked to the chair and sat down, and continued, "If love is not properly guided, then it becomes a wicked love. For example, King Zhou and Daji, King You of Zhou and Bao Si, and the story of King Zhou playing with the feudal lords by lighting the beacon fires. They did not hesitate to deceive the world in order to win the favor of a woman. This is a wicked love."
He paused, then continued, "Throughout the centuries, countless people have fallen victim to this tragic love affair."
Du Xiaoyue said, "Brother Li, is it Miss Zhao Qing..." but stopped mid-sentence.
Mo Li said, "If I help her, it will be a tragic love affair. The harm it causes is certainly not as great as that of King Zhou and Daji, or King You of Zhou and Bao Si. But it is enough to make me, Mo Li, bear the infamy of all time."
Du Xiaoyue said, "Brother Li, aren't you being too hard on yourself?"
Mo Li gasped and said, "Xiao Yue, please look for her for me these next few days."
Du Xiaoyue looked at him and said, "In this vast sea of people, I'll do my best."
Mo Li nodded slightly.
Just then, someone's voice came from outside the door:
"Lord Mo."
It turned out that the visitor was Xu Xiucai, who was holding a folded oil-paper umbrella in his hand. Seeing that Mo Li did not respond, he called out again.
Mo Li said, "Who is it? Please come in."
Scholar Xu walked in, placed the oil-paper umbrella against the wall, and said, "Lord Mo."
Mo Li looked at him and asked, "And this gentleman is...?"
Scholar Xu clasped his hands and said, "My name is Xu Youqing, the secretary of the He family."
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