Chapter Ten The Tyrant
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All the mysterious magazines and books spread on the table were confiscated, and Gintoki rolled and crawled into his bedroom as fast as possible. Behind him, Makoto's calm voice came: "Mingye, did you see it? This is the shameful and sad face of the dirty adult trying to cover up the dark truth of the world to us..."
"...Where are you a middle-aged boy who came out!"
Gintoki's head is as big as a bucket, and then I feel that Makoto's children's education urgently needs to continue...
"Anyway, Makoto, you are still too young now. You are not allowed to read such things, let alone tell others!" Gintoki's voice increased by octave, which scared Mingye so much that he closed his eyes, while Xiao Zhengta looked at him indifferently, looking like "I, Zhao Ritian," he looked at him. £∝Dingdian Novel,
...Forget it, no matter whether it is verbal violence or physical violence, nothing can be solved.
Gintoki frowned and thought about it. If he wanted to change some bad habits of this child, he should not use violent bans and blockades, but try to turn his hobbies to other aspects...
So Ginhai Natural Curly chuckled twice: "Maojiang, what does these things look like? You are too young, and you will look at those when you grow up - Uncle Gintoki, I have something better for you to see."
Xiao Zhengtai changed color instantly and covered Mingye's eyes with his backhand: "...Uncle Yinshi, if you say this and then unzip the trouser chain, I think you will spend the rest of your life in prison."
"What are you thinking about again!" Gintoki complained loudly, then turned back to the house. When he came out again, he held two blue-ray discs in his hand and showed a smug smile as if he offered treasures: "Clangqiangqiangqiangqiang, this is a very popular cartoon I have found, all ages, that is, we can watch this together..."
——Hmph, you, a little brat who has a distorted personality and still likes to read Huangshu, is like Uncle Gintoki, and has become a dead house! I will open a door to a new world for you!
"..." Komata was stunned for a moment, then looked at Gintoki with a sudden and pity, "I used to hear that there was a single middle-aged man in this world who liked to watch paper people, but now I finally saw that I was alive."
"Paper...what is a paper man? You stinky brat! This is love and faith! Don't insult the second dimension casually, soul fade!" Perhaps he was directly hit by the pain, Gintoki jumped angrily and said, "You are so too much!"
"Love and faith?" Makoto showed a smile on his lips. "Uncle Gintoki, your crazy love and faith are actually selected by commercial companies that make money. Then, the bad screenwriter who is ready to feed you anytime, writes the script, and then the hard-working painter of the production company draws multiple frames of static paintings with the supervision stick and angrily scolding..."
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In short, the plan to make this five-year-old hateful little brat enter the 2D world initially failed. Gintoki was secretly sad, and Makoto sat while watching the books he brought. Mingye also sat quietly beside him, with gorgeous kimono spreading layer by layer on the tatami. Although he was only a five-year-old girl, his noble and consolidated beauty temperament had long been slowly settled.
She seemed to be very interested in the book that Chengjiang reads. After a while, she slowly poked her head out, glanced at the cover of the book, and asked in a slight voice: "Xiaocheng, do you like reading books very much?"
"It's just because there's nothing else to do." Xiao Zhengtai replied casually, "I don't have the ability to become a warrior. Even if I practice hard every day, it's just a waste of time, so I don't need to practice hard every day like my younger brother. However, there is not only the path to becoming a warrior in this world. People can strengthen their bodies by tempering themselves, but they can also become stronger from another aspect, that is knowledge... The thoughts and spiritual wealth of countless ancestors were passed down through books, and the fire was passed down, and civilization continued with its prosperity, and naturally it was born with the power that shocked the world."
The girl was confused and couldn't understand what this said. However, Gintoki felt a little shocked. For the first time, he looked at the little child very seriously. He found that he underestimated this child. It was not that he did not understand the meaning and consequences of his inability to become a warrior. On the contrary, he knew better than anyone else what this meant. However, he was not pessimistic and desperate, nor did he feel despair, but chose another path early and worked hard for it...
Thinking of this, he asked in a silly way: "Why do you think so?"
"Because of history." Xiao Zhengtai said softly, "The meaning of history is to record, remember, and also to make future generations take it as a warning to avoid repeating the same mistakes... However, history tells me that since ancient times, most of the rulers who control power have been weak mortals. The reason why they hold high positions is either the mighty talent of the soul or the stable inheritance of the dynasty. If an invincible strong man in the world has only brute force, he is only worthy of being a plaything and tools for the powerful..."
history.
Yinshi's heart moved.
"I heard you talk about the dining habits of ancient Chinese aristocrats. Now it seems that you are very interested in Chinese history. If that's the case, then I will test you, how about it?"
Chengjiang raised her eyebrows: "Let's hear it."
Yin Shi knocked on the table: "During the Jin Dynasty in China, there was an emperor named Emperor Hui of Jin. He had natural intellectual defects, so he made a lot of jokes, such as when there were natural disasters and famines, many people starved to death, and some ministers reported this matter. Emperor Hui of Jin thought about it and said, "The people have no corn to fill their hunger...", please fill in the blanks, what is the next sentence?"
There was a hint of trance in the silver-haired natural curly eyes, as if recalling back to childhood.
As a small entertainment in class, Teacher Songyang once asked this question.
Takasugi's answer was: "The people have no corn to satisfy their hunger, why don't they die?"
Even so, this indifferent guy is not the most real idea deep in his heart. Although he is cold, there is kindness hidden in his heart. However, Teacher Songyang's evaluation is that if this indifference erodes the soul from the outside and inside, he will become extreme, desperate, and crazy than anyone else...
The answer from the wig was: "The people have no corn to fill their hunger, why don't they rob them?"
People who seem to hide the seeds of rebellion, but are more calm. Although they are tough, they are never extreme. They can reasonably judge the situation in difficult circumstances and make the right choice even when encountering sad things. In a sense, they are good kids worthy of peace of mind.
As for my answer...
Gintoki fell into childhood memories. The scenes at that time are vivid in my mind. My friends are still children, but at that time, under the guidance of that teacher, they quietly changed their lives and developed completely different personalities. I don’t know that Makoto…
Immediately afterwards, he heard the tender voice of Xiaolongshen: "The people have no corn to fill their hunger, why don't they eat shit?"
"..." At this moment, Gintoki even thought he had auditory hallucinations.
——You are a cheater, and you are more fucked than wigs and Takasugi combined!
Ming Ye whispered timidly beside him: "Why not eat meat minced?"
Chapter completed!