I am on a business trip again, so I don’t have time to write a new chapter. I will just post an old work to relieve everyone’s boredom. To be honest, it is a game text, even if it is a commemoration of the youthful recklessness of the year. The essays of the drunkard are originally some immature thoughts. Since the drunkard has shamelessly posted it, everyone can just regard it as an interstitial advertisement.

The play of virtue

After a few days of hangover, I woke up and found that there were more and more discussions about morality on the street. Drunk workers didn’t know much about literacy, and often wrote “morality” as “stealed” and “Confucianism” as “cowardly”. Fortunately, they are now typing in pinyin, which avoids many mistakes. However, after so many years of moral education, they have a little understanding of morality.

Chinese morality (in fact, writing is robbed) is generally based on Confucianism, which seems to say: Only virtues are in the world. This virtue was originally established to compete for the victory, but it was just a means of a group of robbers fighting for the world, and it seems to have little to do with the people themselves. When you meet a virtuous master, you will be lucky. To put it bluntly, if you change to an unvirtuous person, you still have to endure it. Later, I don’t know who smartly expanded this virtue to the standard of behavior of ordinary people, so the people would not be worth it.

For the same purpose, you are a slave. If your master steals your wife, you can't scold your mother. If your master wants to die, you must die. If your wife is gone, thank you for your master's praise. Your wife is blessed. Of course, if your master can appreciate the remaining soup, you should be even more happy. Anyway, you have nothing to restrict your master. Whether he is virtuous or not, it depends on whether he is happy or not, it has nothing to do with you. The only thing you have to do is to be a good slave and keep your slave's duties well.

At that time, someone wanted to make an agreement with the master, that we had to talk about the law, but it was just a reason to steal someone's wife. The master was unhappy and killed him. The one who was destroyed was a group of people who called themselves the Legalists. Therefore, virtue was great in the world.

Drunk lovers read books with drunken eyes, as if they have role models of Confucianism since ancient times. Judging from their moral standards, few people are moral. Of course, since they can be written as cowardly, even fewer people have backbone.

Not to mention the moral sage who advocated "loyalty" who has not yet been clear about "whatever said about Wei Qi" seems to be bragging in his books, but his disciples abide by the principle of "tag for the respected one", and they do not remember any shameless things. The person who advocated "not drinking the water of the thief spring and the spring" was trapped between Chen and Cai, and the food and clothes he stole seemed to be full of oil and dressed comfortably. It can be seen that "not drinking the water of the thief spring" was just not thirsty. As for killing others without guilt because others disagree with him, although it was regarded as a model of Confucian behavior, according to the drunkard, it was no different from a robber. It was just that the young master was poor, and he was killed by someone and became a negative teaching material.

Later on, the more morality is described, the more shameless the behavior of moralists is. If a commoner does not accept the morality he promotes, he can sank you and lit the sky lanterns. Anyway, the Moral Master is shameless, and someone will write for him or modify his morality. Didn’t Mr. Zhu beat a singer to death to death in order to make a fuss? But the singer seems to be more honest than the Moral Master, and would rather die than tell lies. The old man did not go to the adult bed or destroy the other person he liked. He made a big joke and did not let others laugh for hundreds of years. There is no way, he was called Feng Liu Taishang, and you were just a hooligan. Who made you a grass man?

At the end of the day, Confucian morality is just a wiper cloth after sucking blood. Those so-called gentlemen usually have to add a false word. Most of them are perverted. Imagine a beautiful woman sitting naked in the arms of a man. No matter how well the man is caring, a certain part of her body will inevitably respond. This is the instinct of a scientifically verified person. You just say that sitting in the arms is not lying, and the person being seated must be homosexual or castrated. But then again, for thousands of years, not many Chinese literati have been castrated in their thoughts!
Chapter completed!