Zhu Ning'an raised his head and looked at Zhao Rong who was standing aside with a calm expression. He said lightly, "I am only ten inches tall when I die, but I want to be close to three feet from the sky. Prince, is this your truest thought? Why do you have such thoughts?" Zhu Ning'an asked, but he actually believed in all this in his heart. He looked at the man and just slowly said "Prince".

If Zhu Ning'an said that it was not touched, it would be impossible. Where can I see it? From his name, he could tell that he called you not you, but you, a master of contemporary profession, could say that the person who could be yours is not yet in this world, why not? Because he had been given a long time, those who could be called your son by him were dead. Since he died, of course there was no more. Now, he called Zhao Rong the word "you" with sincerity, because that sentence touched him in his heart.

Looking up, with a little helplessness and fatigue in his eyes, Zhao Rong just looked at Zhu Ning'an, and then slowly said, "Because Daliang now has no chance to experience those things again, I believe the gentleman knows Senior A Ruan." Speaking of this, he smiled self-deprecatingly, and then slowly said, "It seems that the most important people in this world know Senior A Ruan. I really don't know whether to thank Senior A Ruan or say Senior A Ruan has destroyed a lot of things."

As he said this, Zhao Rong's face became even more helpless. He really didn't know why Senior A Ruan said these things? After all, although these things saved him a lot of trouble, they also brought him an inexplicable responsibility. Although the revitalization of Daliang, or the revitalization of China, was originally what he cared about.

He raised his head and said slowly, "Senior Aruan and I come from the same place, so we all know what the road that the world or this small world should have been. It's like Daliang is a carriage, and the place where Daliang is moving forward is a cliff. If he continues to walk, he will definitely fall to the ground, and then he will fall to pieces and throw all his wealth down. After that, the carriage of history will continue to move forward, and our Daliang will become one of the most poor countries in the world. At that time, we were bullied by all people, and even some countries that originally belonged to our vassal states could bully us. They can say that Qu Yuan is from their country, and it can also say that Confucius is from their country, and they can take things that have improved the past from our Hanfu as their own things. After that, everyone in the world felt that it was theirs."

Zhao Rong lowered his head, with sadness in his eyes, and sadness almost turned into a river, flowing quietly. He looked at the man, and he really didn't know what to say, but just looked in the distance. In the distance, a spring rain kept falling, making people feel sad even more. He raised his head and looked at Zhu Ning'an, and then slowly said, "Of course I can choose a very ordinary method, or an ordinary life, and live like this. When the beam falls off the cliff, I am already dead. Maybe even a descendant will not stay, but I don't want to. Why? Because I know, I am a Chinese, and the backbone of the Chinese is hard. You can break my backbone, but you will never let me kneel down."

He said this, with a little firmness in his tone. He just sat there with a little firmness in his eyes. He looked at Zhongnan on the side and smiled slowly and said, "Actually, I envy those who can live an ordinary life. Even Wang Ren from the Wang family and Shi Rui from the Shi family, I envy the life of him, but I can't, because I came from heaven and came to save the world. Bai Yujing has disappeared in my life after all, and I must do these things at this moment so that everyone knows that Daliang will never be defeated."

He turned around and looked at the three people sitting aside and silent, laughed in his heart, then looked at Zhu Ning'an and Wu Changming, the master of Xinxue, and said, "You two gentlemen, you also know this. My plan later is to build four universities. Now, Yan Shenggong has promised me that as the mountain captain of that school, I want to invite two gentlemen to be the mountain captains of the other two universities."

Zhu Ning'an and Wu Changming looked at each other, then laughed, and said softly, "Okay, we two old men don't have the power of the prince. Let's do some small things. We have done this university's mountain chief, what needs to be done afterwards, the prince depends on us to explain in detail."

Zhao Rong laughed softly, then looked at Zhu Ning'an and Wu Changming, stood up and bowed, and then slowly said, "Thank you, two gentlemen."

Wu Changming laughed loudly, then looked at Zhao Rong and said slowly, "Don't worry, there are four so-called universities in total, right? There are no need to find another university's mountain director. I've found it for you. I believe that no one is more suitable for this mountain director except this person."

Zhao Rong was shocked and vaguely guessed who this person was, but he didn't say it later. He just laughed softly, then looked at Wu Changming and said, "Thank you, Mr.

Wu Changming and Zhao Rong said, "Why be polite to us? Just as you said just now, we are all Chinese. I am very happy. The backbone of our Chinese is not bent yet. I am also very happy. We Chinese are still able to speak these words while standing. We Chinese have young talents like web pages. This is a blessing for youth."

Zhao Rong lowered his head, only he knew that although there was real content in all these words, in fact, everything he did was not for that matter.

He looked at Zhongnan, turned to look at Zhu Ning'an, and then slowly said, "Mr. Zhu, can I tell me something alone with this little brother?"
Chapter completed!