Chapter 558
Chapter 558
Xiao Xian shook his head with a smile, and he said, "Even if the champion Hou Huo is sick, even if it has been around for thousands of years, there are few people who can compare to him!"
How can I, Xiao Xian, be able to compare with Marshal Huo?
I'm just an ordinary person in the post-modern era, maybe I have some fame, but I don't have that much contribution to society and guys at all!
In terms of achievements, I am not as good as Marshal Huo, who is about the same age as me, but what he has done is for the country and the people.
He is doing things for the entire Han Celestial Empire, he is doing things for his motherland and his homeland, and his personality has been sublimated to a certain extent and has surpassed the class of ordinary people.
And I am still in the ordinary class, how can I be compared with him?
Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty smiled and said: "You don't have to be too arrogant, what kind of person you are, you don't have to say it yourself, only others have the final say."
What you think you are may not really be who you are.
You don't think you're good enough to be like my boy, but I think you have that kind of qualifications!
Xiao Xian was stunned for a moment, his expression was full of shock, and there was a touch of incomprehension that could not be concealed, he slowly asked, "I don't know why Your Majesty is commenting on me like this?" You have only seen me for the first time, and Huo Shuai is the pinnacle of thousands of years, I..."
Emperor Wu of Han immediately waved his hand, interrupting what Xiao Xian was about to say.
I only heard him say slowly: "The most important thing for a person is the consciousness of the mind and the sublimation of the spirit.
And the determination and responsibility for the world, you have these things in your heart, otherwise do you really think that I will say so much to you?
I am the emperor, the most supreme person in the world, why should I talk to you as an ordinary person?
Have you never thought about these things?
Xiao Xian's body stiffened in place again, and he suddenly remembered the great men of history he had spoken to before.
When they heard that they were from thousands of years later, they all smiled slightly, or they didn't believe it, or they believed what he said in a determined tone.
And he, Xiao Xian, didn't have anything else in anyone's eyes.
Such as pride, such as disdain, such as condescending.
Everyone's gaze on him was either full of gentleness or equality.
At this moment, he listened to Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to mention something, and he suddenly reacted.
Could it be that the great men of those times have already put themselves on a par with the little postmodern people of the post-modern era?
How is this possible, he is just an ordinary person.
He has not made any outstanding contributions to the painter to the motherland.
How can he be recognized by the great men of those times, and how can he be appreciated and gratified from the bottom of his heart by the great men of those times?
"What are you thinking?" Emperor Wu of Han looked at the constantly rolling eyes of the young man in front of him, as well as the complicated look that kept flashing on his face, and asked with a smile.
Xiao Xian smiled bitterly with a heavy face, and he said, "I just feel that I seem to be carrying a lot of responsibilities and pressure invisibly.
On top of my thin body, the eyes of countless people have gathered.
They were telling me to keep going, to keep going, and I never seemed to realize that I might have become myself invisibly.
I have my own set of ideas and theories, and I've always considered myself the best of them.
But at this moment, I realized that I was so naïve and naïve.
I never really realized what my mission was.
I'm just indulging in my own imagination, and my mind is so pure.
"Why do you have such thoughts?" Emperor Wu of Han asked.
Xiao Xian said heavily: "Because I have talked to many people in person, I have talked to them, and their achievements in this world are enough to influence the world.
Each of us treats me as you do, with mutual recognition in our eyes, not in a way that is superior, or dismissive, or sees the gaze of an ordinary person.
They looked at me like they'd... Look at yourself the same! "
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