Why can't we talk about feelings?

Does this topic still need to be debated?

Gu Tianya was even more helpless and sighed again: "Your question is very reasonable. I should give an answer. I happened to have heard a story, which is very suitable for explaining this question. But I was afraid that I would say something that was not in line with my identity, so I asked several of my apprentices to come forward and let them tell me that story. How about it?"

Murong Yanran was stunned for a moment and subconsciously said, "What kind of story is it? Is it not convenient for you to tell it yourself?"

“It’s really a bit inconvenient!”

Gu Tianya touched his nose and smiled and said, "I am a married man, and you are an unmarried girl from Yunying. But that story involves some marriage content. If I tell you something, it is easy to cause some misunderstandings..."

Murong Yanran's eyes flashed with suspicion, but there was also a deep curiosity in her suspicion.

But Gu Tianya reached out and waved his hand and shouted from afar: "You little guys, it's time to come to work tonight."

A few respectful promises came from the door, but saw seven true disciples coming quickly.

The leader is Cheng Chumo, who is now half an adult.

Murong Yanran was stunned at first, then frowned and said unhappily: "You have asked your apprentice to wait outside the door long ago? That is to say, you have guessed that I will question it long ago? So, let them wait in advance to come in and give a reply?"

Gu Tianya shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "You are wrong about me. They are waiting at the door to wait for an errand. When the land rights start auctioning, my disciples will preside over the presidency."

Everyone was slightly stunned and subconsciously said, "Are such a big matter actually left to a group of disciples to lead?"

Gu Tianya laughed and said, "Your Majesty the Tang Dynasty and I are not suitable for the situation in person, otherwise we will lose the friendship between us. After all, what we are going to talk about tonight is money..."

Murong Yanran suddenly spoke and said, "You also said that there is a relationship between friends. Since there is a relationship, why do you still have to talk about money?"

Gu Tianya became helpless again and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Murong, do you have to worry about it?"

Murong Yanran took a deep breath and said stubbornly: "I'm waiting to listen to the story that you are not suitable for telling me."

As he said that, he looked at Cheng Chumo and others, and said, "Who are you going to let me tell you."

Gu Tianya pondered for a moment, and suddenly laughed for some reason, and said with a strange look: "Even if you ask your apprentices to tell that story for me, it seems that Cheng Chumo, Li Chongyi and others can't speak. They are all half-adult men, and it is not appropriate to tell you that kind of story. It must be a little guy like Wang Bo to facilitate your doubts to you."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and pulled Wang Bo, the youngest, to the front, and said in a gentle voice: "Lao Wu, tell this sister Tuyuhun."

Murong Yanran suddenly spoke and interrupted: "I am a princess with a noble status. Although your disciple is also very noble, he seems not qualified to call me sister. According to your Han rules, it is appropriate to call me aunt."

Gu Tianya was slightly stunned, unable to understand why she cared about this.

But he didn't think much about it, and changed his words to Wang Bo and said, "Tell me the story to this aunt."

Unexpectedly, Wang Bo smiled and called Murong Yanran "Auntie".

Calling aunt?

That won’t work!

But calling you aunt is absolutely OK.

Calling an aunt means the seniority of the master, while calling an aunt has a great space to operate. Although Wang Bo is young, this little guy is very weird and bad.

On the Turkic seat not far away, Cao'er obviously had some taste and said angrily: "You actually called her aunt? Gu Tianya's disciple really doesn't understand the rules."

The Holy High Priest looked at it and wanted to laugh, and joked: "Why does my teacher smell so much jealous?"

Cao'er was stunned at first, then his pretty face turned slightly red, and he said stubbornly: "I won't be jealous of her, hum."

The high priest smiled and said nothing.

...

At this time, at the head of the hall, Murong Yanran was also blushed by Wang Bo's aunt-in-law, like flying clouds in the sky, moistening like fire and burning clouds.

But for some reason, the Tuyuhun girl did not object. She just pretended to be disappointed and said in a panic: "You Gu disciples are really strange. Do you usually call outsiders like this?"

Wang Bo smiled sweetly, his eyes flashed with cunning, and said, "No, we can distinguish people. When we meet a beautiful woman, we call her aunt. If we look average, then don't think about it. A beautiful woman calls her aunt, so that we can marry her home in the future. If we are not beautiful, we must not call her, otherwise we will have another look at the master's wife."

Murong Yanran immediately became more and more panicked and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not pretty."

Wang Bo laughed and said curiously: "Don't Tuyuhun women have a generous personality? Why do you seem so reserved by Aunt Murong? Could it be that you have a man in your heart that you become shy in front of him? Well, yes, let me guess, is it our master? Do you like our master?"

This little guy is so bad that he started some intentions subtly.

Gu Tianya, who was watching coldly, suddenly reached out and knocked on the little guy's forehead, scolded: "Don't mess around, talk about serious matters. If you dare to talk nonsense, be careful when the rules are taken care of."

Wang Bo smiled strangely and said mischievously: "Master, don't scare me. This is the one that I am most afraid of. Even if we violate the rules of the sect, you will just hit us a few times."

However, although the little guy said this, he was actually not talking nonsense anymore, but his little face suddenly became solemn, and he looked at Murong Yanran solemnly and said, "Aunt Tuyuhun, please listen to my story..."

This story is actually not just Murong Yanran wants to listen to.

Many guests present also squeezed over.

Although everyone knows that there are only interests between countries, they still want to hear how to use a story to prove that relationships cannot be discussed between countries.

But when Xiao Wangbo stood with his hands behind his back, the little adult spoke slowly, and said with a crisp voice: "Everyone in the world is very curious about what we disciples of Gu learn on weekdays. Or, it should be said, how our master teaches us on weekdays. Now I tell you, the way Master teaches is to tell stories."

"Whenever the Master wants to teach us a certain idea, he will choose a suitable story to tell us. Some stories are legends, some stories are facts, but more stories come from dreams. The Master said that they were some things he experienced in his dreams."

"For example, the next story is what my master saw in his dream."

The little guy is very storyteller, and he upset everyone's curiosity before he could speak.

Someone subconsciously spoke and said with emotion: "Every time I teach knowledge, I have to tell a story. Wouldn't that mean that Gu Tianya wants to tell many stories to his disciples? It is said that when Confucius taught his disciples, he also adopted this kind of teaching method. However, what era was that, and what era is now? Looking at this era, I am afraid that only Gu Tianya is willing to do this."

He has worked hard to be a student and is not inferior to the sages and teachers of the Spring and Autumn Period.

The man sighed again and said with envy: "It's a pity that my children have no chance, so I'm afraid they won't be able to submit to his name in this life. Otherwise, with the guidance of a famous teacher like Gu Tianya, my children will definitely have a future in the future."

Many guests present empathized with it, and looked at Xiao Wangbo and became more envious.

And Xiao Wangbo has already started telling stories:

"My master once said that he once had a very wonderful dream. In the dream, there was a big country where men and women had equal status. There were many special systems in that big country. Some systems sound amazing, such as monogamy, and for example, feelings can be discussed as a business..."

"etc!"

Murong Yanran suddenly interrupted and frowned and asked, "You just said that the country in the story only allows monogamy?"

Xiao Wangbo nodded and smiled sweetly: "Yes. In the great country in my master's dream, men do not allow a group of wives and concubines."

Murong Yanran frowned even more and said, "Since there are no wives and concubines allowed to be large, do you also say that feelings can be used as a business?"

Xiao Wangbo nodded again and said, "Yes, Master said that he did see a lot of feelings in his dreams."

Murong Yanran immediately sneered and said, "These two statements are contradictory."

As he said that, he analyzed it himself and said proudly: "Since it is a monogamy system, and the relationship can be used as a business, then I'll ask you, are the rich willing?"

The girl looked provocatively, looked at Gu Tianya with something and nothing, and sneered and said, "As long as a man has money, how can he give up hugging left and right? So, this story is made up too outrageous."

Gu Tianya's face was calm and he said lightly: "Please listen to my disciple continue to talk."

Xiao Wangbo spoke again and said, "In that dream of China, the rich people are naturally unwilling to give up. So an industry was born. My master said that the practitioners in that industry were called mistresses..."

"Miss three?"

Murong Yanran was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "What is this strange name?"

Gu Tianya next to him sighed and explained: "It means the third party intervenes."

Wang Bo said again: "It is precisely because of the appearance of a mistress that it shows that feelings can be bought and sold. As long as men are willing to pay for money, there will always be women who are willing to give their feelings."

Murong Yanran frowned and said angrily: "A woman like this is not as good as a tramp. For money, she is a mistress..."

The little guy suddenly sighed and said, "In fact, in that dream China, not only mistresses can negotiate business because of money, but some couples who get married also depend on money."

When talking about this, the little guy finally pointed out the theme of the story and said, "When my master was in his dream, he was a poor and shabby person. He was almost thirty years old and was still a bachelor. Finally, one time, a relative introduced him to a marriage, and the two sides met and went on a blind date, but they parted... "

Everyone around him suddenly became curious, and Murong Yanran said in his eyes: "Speak quickly, talk quickly, what is the reason? It caused your master to fail to go on a blind date."

Although this is just Gu Tianya's dream experience, the guests still want to know the answer very much.

Xiao Wangbo glanced at everyone and continued to tell the story: "That day, my master met the woman. The other woman was very straightforward and asked three questions at once."

"What is it?" Everyone became more and more curious, and their hearts were as if a kitten was scratching.

Wang Bo didn't go around the corner and said directly: "The woman asked me Master, do you have a house? Do you have a car? Do you have money?"

uh-huh!

A common three-game question in later generations.

The guests present felt inexplicable and could not understand what was wrong with these three problems.

Ask the house?

Very reasonable!

Since you want to marry someone else's girl, you must prepare a wedding house. Since ancient times, the house should be paid by men.

Ask the car?

Well, this is a little difficult.

The carriage is not something that ordinary people can own. The woman who dreams of China looks a little unqualified. Xiao Wangbo has already said just now that Gu Tianya is a poor man in his dream.

Since you are poor, you will definitely not be able to buy a carriage.

At the same time, it is precisely because he is a poor man, the woman introduced by his relatives must not be a rich girl.
To be continued...