Nu Yalang of Tang Dynasty

Kong You appeared and disappeared, like an inconspicuous ripple, and was quickly forgotten by Zhou Jun.

Zhou Jun finally completed the list of prisoners and slaves in Sanqu, Beili, and handed it over to Chief Cheng.

In the past few days, Zhou Jun had some free time. He only came to the court every day to answer questions, and then he would read and write with nothing to do.

The days passed day by day, and in a blink of an eye, the time came to the sixth day of July.

Hearing the bell ringing, Zhou Jun picked up his luggage, greeted his colleagues around him, and walked out.

While walking on the street, Zhou Jun looked at the scenery inside and outside the imperial city and thought to himself, it has been almost three months since he came to the Tang Dynasty to today.

He was originally just a dandy from a slave's family, but now he is also wearing official robes and working as an errand in the Shangshu Province.

Things in life are really unpredictable.

After walking out of Anshangmen, Zhou Jun came to Fang Street and saw that the shops along the street were selling colorful needlework and Kuixing tributes. He remembered that tomorrow is July 7th, which is also commonly known as the Chinese Valentine's Day.

Chinese Valentine's Day coincides with the holidays, so Ruo'e and Xieqin plan to build a stage in the south field of Pingkangfang tomorrow morning to officially perform The West Chamber.

The script of The West Chamber has been rehearsed several times and there are almost no mistakes.

The costumes, props and musicians, with the help of Yin Yu and Yu Junniang, are all in place.

Due to the momentum created by the storybook "The West Chamber", the people in Chang'an City have long been looking forward to the drama that is about to be staged.

While Zhou Jun was thinking about it, he picked up his horse and rushed all the way back to Bachuan Villa.

After entering the garden gate, Zhou Jun first went to Zhongyuan to look for Pang Gong.

Unexpectedly, Lao Lao Bu Qu, who was posting books in the courtyard, told Zhou Jun that Pang Gong and Yu Ping left Bieyuan early in the morning and went to Chang'an Imperial City.

Zhou Jun had no choice but to return to his small courtyard.

As soon as they entered the courtyard, they saw two girls, Hua Yue and Rou Xing, sitting on the crescent moon stool in the courtyard, holding needle and thread.

Looking up and seeing Zhou Jun, Rou Xing was stunned for a moment, then stood up with a red face, said a blessing to the former, and left the small courtyard in a hurry.

Zhou Jun walked to Hua Yue, saw the needle and thread in her hand, and asked with a smile: "Is the school girl starting to become popular?"

Hua Yue raised a needle in her hand and said angrily to Zhou Jun: "Look at this needle. How can I use this to sew clothes?"

Zhou Jun took a closer look and saw that the needle did not look like an ordinary embroidery needle. There were as many as nine holes in the needle body.

Hua Yue added: "Rou Xing told me that during the Chinese Valentine's Day, women in the Tang Dynasty should pass a colorful thread through the needle with holes when the moon comes out of the clouds, and then quickly make a wish for three years in a row.

Then it can come true.”

Zhou Jun laughed and said, "It's so troublesome to make a wish."

Hua Yue: "This is the easiest way to make a wish on Chinese Valentine's Day."

"Rou Xing also told me another way to make a wish. On the night of Chinese Valentine's Day, put fruits in a wooden box and put a spider (spider) inside. When you get up the next day, if the spider silk forms a web, it means success.

Fortunately, your wish will naturally come true."

Zhou Jun shook his head after hearing this: "This method is even weirder."

Hua Yue dropped her needle and thread and said helplessly: "So I said, the people of the Tang Dynasty are troublesome."

Zhou Jun said to Hua Yue: "Go to bed early tonight. I will take you into the city early tomorrow morning."

Huayue asked: "What are you doing in the city?"

Zhou Jun smiled and said: "Don't ask yet, just treat it as a surprise."

Huayue looked puzzled, but in the end she didn't ask any further questions, but she began to look forward to it in her heart.

Zhou Jun found a folding chair in the courtyard, slowly lay down on it, looked at the blazing sunset on the horizon, and let out a long sigh.

Huayue moved a stool, sat next to Zhou Jun, looked at him and said, "You look more tired than last time."

Zhou Jun: "Is there any? I've been quite free these past few days."

Huayue shook her head and said: "It's not like physical fatigue, but it's that kind of... mental fatigue."

Zhou Jun stiffened when he heard this.

Huayue: "My father once said that there is a scale in everyone's heart."

"Money, power, family affection, faith, conscience, responsibility, the future...these weights will continue to appear at both ends of the scale."

"The most painful and tiring thing in a person's life is to try every means to maintain the balance at both ends of the scale."

Zhou Jun turned his head, glanced at Huayue, nodded and said, "Your father sounds like a wise man."

Huayue smiled and said: "He is indeed, but what about your father? Didn't he say similar words?"

Zhou Jun's eyes lost focus for a moment: "My father..."

That night, Zhou Jun, who was lying on the bed in the wing room, recalled an event from his previous life in his sleep.

It was a summer day when cicadas could not stop singing. Zhou Jun (Xu Xiao), who had just finished taking the college entrance examination, was sitting at home, talking with his father.

Looking at his father, who was thin and wearing black-rimmed glasses across the table, Zhou Jun lowered his head and said, "Dad, I don't want to continue studying."

There was no scolding or questioning, Zhou Jun's father was just waiting for the answer.

Zhou Jun glanced at his father again and bravely said, "I have a classmate who wants to work in the south after graduating from high school."

"I asked about the conditions and salary, and it sounded pretty good."

The father was silent for a moment and said, "We talked about it before. Do you have enough marks to apply for the police academy?"

Zhou Jun: "The upper-level police academies need a line, but I'm afraid I can't reach it. The provincial police academies have lower scores, so maybe there is some hope."

My father said softly: "If you want to ask my opinion, I still suggest you apply for the police academy."

Zhou Jun said anxiously: "Dad, as long as you go to work, I can save money to pay for your surgery..."

My father waved his hand and said, "With my disease, it wouldn't be a problem if I had surgery a few years later."

Seeing Zhou Jun's unwillingness, his father pushed up his glasses and said, "I know you like history and don't like being a policeman. But there is no conflict between career and hobby."

Zhou Jun: "As you said, there is no conflict between career and hobby. Then I can also go out to work now, and when I have money, I can go to university to major in history and adult education."

The father shook his head, thought for a while, and asked another question: "Do you know why I asked you to read those history books since you were a child?"

Zhou Jun glanced at his father and said, "Because you are a history teacher? Because there are piles of history books at home, and it is best to kill time?"

My father smiled and touched his forehead and said, "Human life is very short."

"When people are alive, most of them think about how to be happy and entertain themselves. Few people can calm down and think about what they should do before they die."

"I asked you to memorize those history books since you were a child. Maybe in your opinion, they are just boring things."

"However, instead of calling the things recorded in those books history, it is better to call them 'living records'."

Zhou Jun was puzzled: "Live recording?"

Father: "In the annals of history, emperors, ministers, traffickers and pawns, every word that records their words and deeds represents the traces of a person's past life."

"You can see from these traces different life trajectories, different value attitudes, and different destiny choices."

"And these living records are the light that will help you no longer waste your time in this life and no longer be confused by the world."

"At any time, see clearly the direction of the future and don't be swayed by the trivial matters in front of you. This is the meaning of your life."