Chapter 794: 481 chapters, the most unsightly part of Zhuangzi's life journey

481 chapters, the most unsightly part of Zhuangzi's life journey

481 chapters, the most embarrassing part of Zhuangzi's life journey

——A single branch of red apricot blossom sticking out over the wall

That Marquis Guanhe saw Zhuangzi coming to borrow grain in the rain, drenched from head to toe like a soaked chicken, not only showing no sympathy but also using foul language to humiliate and mock Zhuangzi. om

Zhuangzi already smelled a stench from Marquis Guanhe's words, but he still made his purpose clear to Marquis Guanhe. Zhuangzi thought, if I don't say it, that cheap talk will just let him say it; if I do say it, it's also pointless.

But. Even if it's pointless, I must say it.

Zhuangzi said: "I came to see you today, I've troubled you, sorry. Please be tolerant. I came to borrow some food to stave off hunger. I've gone without grain for several days; I hope you can lend a hand and help me out—I would be deeply grateful. Once the weather clears and the sun comes out, I will go fishing, earn money, and repay you……………………….."

As Marquis Guanhe expected, this Zhuangzi had come to borrow grain. You see how pitiful his words are, almost like begging. Marquis Guanhe didn't wait for Zhuangzi to finish and readily agreed, saying: "How much do you want?"

Zhuangzi said: "I only need a small bag,"

"A small bag of grain is no problem. However, you have to wait a while; that grain can then be lent to you."

Marquis Guanhe blinked his sinister eyes and said.

"Then when will that be?"

"At most one year, at least half a year. I'll lend you a big bag, and you won't have to repay it." Marquis Guanhe said proudly.

Upon hearing Marquis Guanhe's vicious words, Zhuangzi felt as if someone had slapped him hard across the face—he felt anguish, humiliation, regret: "How could I have failed to see that wolf-hearted, dog-gutted beast's true face earlier? How could I have come to him to borrow grain? Isn't this just asking for trouble, inviting humiliation?"

Zhuangzi endured the shame, his eyes fixed tightly on that ungrateful beast. The smug, petty Marquis Guanhe, however, dared not meet Zhuangzi's gaze; he lowered his head, which had still been held high with pride just moments before.

Seeing that petty man lower his head, Zhuangzi originally intended to turn and leave.

"If I just let this petty man humiliate me for nothing and walk away, wouldn't that be letting him off too easy? I want to strike back at him, deal him a blow. I can't let him get off lightly. Let him seize on my words and twist them about me. The ancients said, a scholar may be killed but not shamed. I will use his own methods against him, returning his treatment to him."

Thinking this through, Zhuangzi's anger had already faded: not stooping to the petty man's level, being angry at a petty person, is like stabbing oneself in the heart with a knife.

Recalling those days when I studied with my teacher Laozi in the deep mountains, the teacher earnestly instructed me: forget worldly honor and disgrace, gain and loss. Reflecting on this, Zhuangzi felt that hearing Marquis Guanhe's petty words had made him angry again—this ran counter to his teacher's teaching.

How Laozi, Zhuangzi's teacher, taught him will be explained later in the text………………

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