To Four Thousand Years Later

Zid stared fixedly at the palace where **** lived from a distance, with some kind of light shining in his eyes. He shrinks into the shadows. Stare at Ruogong gate. Don't miss anyone who comes in and out of it, Yifeng remembers everyone's face.

"Aren't you going out yet, my lord?

Zid murmured in disappointment.

He stretched out his hands and gently rubbed his sore neck that had been raised for a long time, sighed, and prepared to take out some cakes from his arms to fill his stomach.

He has been squatting in this dark corner for more than three weeks. Only when he went out to find water to drink, he would leave for a short time. At other times, he would hold enough food for a day, squatting in the palace gate, but three weeks had passed. **** didn't come out...

"...Is there any other entrance and exit to the palace?" Zid was full of confusion. He was certainly not a tabloid reporter, nor was he an assassin planning to assassinate Jesus. The reason why I squatted here all day. Just because of understanding.

I want to follow that adult. You just need to learn from him... you don't need any official position, even if it's just a guard or a handyman.

From the day **** relieved him of hunger, it had been in Zed's mind not because of the miracles that **** had done, but because of what **** had told him. The young son said to him that "ideals are not divided into big and small, and there is no distinction between noble and humble", and encouraged him to earn money to improve his life. Others say that those who can become the central high priest are the smartest people in the country, and priests or clerks are great professions. To use knowledge to make money is a dirty business, for such an act itself defiles the great wisdom handed down from King Solomon. Merchants are all despicable, with the exception of priest-turned-royal merchants. Because the former can be anyone, they have not heard the words of wisdom and evil, they must be vulgar, ugly, and humble. If a child says that he wants to be a businessman, farmer, cook, gardener, etc. will be scolded by their parents. Blacksmiths, musicians, sculptors, etc. are reluctantly encouraged. In their view, it seems that everyone should become a priest or a clerk. Only occupations that do not require labor are noble.

Zid felt that this should not be the case. But even if he told his parents and relatives this truth, they could all do these menial jobs. But their children still have to go to the heights. But Zid couldn't figure it out—if only the most despicable, lazy, and rebellious people took part in this kind of work, then shouldn't they just do this kind of work. It is not trustworthy, not worthy of entrustment, so after becoming an "inferior person", will it mean that you will not be able to be promoted for the rest of your life, including your children?

Although he couldn't figure out where the problem was, Qi De always had a vague feeling that something was wrong. This doesn't seem to be in line with King Solomon's policy at the beginning. He thought that he could figure it out even if he didn't choose a priest. Why did the wiser priests, high priests, priests, and even Zid wonder for a while whether more people were right? Could it be that my own thinking is the one that is at fault...there is a demon in my head? But what **** said casually touched Zid's heart deeply and inspired him. He could drop everything just to stay with Jesus. He wanted to follow him, to witness his words and deeds, to hear his words of wisdom. Zede had put all his spirit and all his hopes on Jesus.

- He originally wanted to go to **** that day. But the dragon that day broke his chest. Damn... he fled shamefully.

After that, when he came back, he couldn't see **** because of his insufficient status.

So he could only squat at the door, quietly waiting for **** to come out by himself. All he wanted was that when he saw Jesus, he could rush up and tell him his wish, begging him to accept him. Zid couldn't even imagine it. If after meeting Jesus, he said to himself, "That sentence is just a casual saying", "I also think that only priests and clerks are noble" and so on... would give up. The kind of Zid who completely gave up his delusions was anxious and pessimistic.

"What are you looking at?

But when he was eating the cake, there was a cold voice that sounded somewhat familiar, faintly coming from behind him: "Zid?"

"...you remember my name!

Zed turned his head in surprise and joy, and looked at the person behind him.

Although a strange feeling floated in Zid's heart...why didn't he see **** go out. In the end, he appeared behind him for no reason?

Behind him...but the wall? ! However, Qi De's biggest advantage is that he has self-knowledge, and he never asks a word that should not be asked. So when he saw **** appearing in front of him, he immediately ignored the details and asked **** directly: Please take me as a bodyguard... even a handyman is fine!

"Oh?"

Qi De was overjoyed.

As long as **** doesn't directly reject it, there is hope!

"You said...there is no distinction between great and small ideals, and there is no distinction between noble and humble. Zide tried his best to suppress the ecstasy in his heart. He lowered his voice and asked **** respectfully: "My ideal is to be your guard or almost...as long as I can Follow by your side. Listen to your words "What's the deeper reason?"

Deng Su asked Ruo again, showing a gentle smile

His voice was extremely soft. Has wonderful soothing powers. Zid's mood really calmed down, and he hesitated for a while. Nervously told the truth: "Because... I am the same. I think that if there are high-class people in a country, there should also be low-class people. If everyone does not work, then there is no food... But, but, no one I agree with what I said, and I am also anti-Zide staring at Jesus, who is more than a head shorter than myself, as if looking up at a great god: "Only you can encourage me, saying that relying on wisdom to make money is worth advocating...

A nonsense. "

Jesus answered simply. That answer almost made Zid's heart stop for an instant.

Fortunately, **** paused for a second, then continued: "Don't get me wrong. I'm talking about the first half...Because there are so many people against you, you doubt yourself. This is simply nonsense.

"It's better to say, it's completely reversed. Most people are ignorant, backward, easily incited, short-sighted... and the meaning of the existence of the remaining few people is to work hard for him. **** said peacefully: "You are what do you do? "

"I'm. The tree feller. You know, the lumberjack

Zid tried his best to suppress the heart that almost jumped out of his chest due to ecstasy, and said to **** very respectfully: "It doesn't matter what you want me to be. As long as I can follow you.

"What do you mean? What do I want you to be?

Jesus frowned slightly: "Can't you be yourself? You are already good enough."

The moment that sentence landed. Cid almost felt all sound disappear from his ears. The whole world is dimmed, only the young child standing in the shadows is shining. Ye's words were burned in his mind very clearly and very slowly: "Since you have nowhere to go, follow me, I still need a smart student and weep with joy.