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Chapter 1249

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There were at least 300 days of sunny days in a year in Cyprus. Wei Kun naturally spent three consecutive days on the island during sunny days and sunny nights. This was a typical Min dynasty construction area, with clear planning and strong implementation. Since the Military Governor Of Vaize stood at the peak of the ruler, the Min dynasty had become accustomed to such a planning model.

Scientific research, the accumulation of experience, and unified discipline. The theory and implementation standards were completely open to anyone in the civil service system. Therefore, it was not easy to be a civil servant in the Min dynasty because it was difficult for everyone to make their own decisions. Therefore, it was easy to be a civil servant in the Min dynasty because the standards were clear. With Wei Kun's experience, the future of this island was already within the range of expectations. With a small amount of land for planting and a smaller population, Cyprus was bound to live a very good life.

As for why Wang Mingshan wanted him to visit here, Wei Kun was puzzled. Since the future was clear, and it was a very good future for everyone. Sitting on a stone by the sea in Ayinapa, Wei Kun wanted to find out what Wang Mingshan wanted Wei Kun to see in Cyprus.

The golden beach, the water so clear that it was completely transparent. The setting sun dyed the clouds mainly red, and these clouds reflected the blue sky and the blue sea, turning into a more gorgeous color. Red, yellow, clear, blue, purple, white, all kinds of colors were dreamy and illusory, mixing into an indescribable brilliance and transparency. So much so that Wei Kun completely forgot the troubles that plagued him. He stood up unconsciously, and his whole person was attracted by the beautiful scenery.

The beautiful Danish princess had a pair of beautiful dark blue eyes and long dark blonde curly hair that was fluffy and soft. In the evening seaside of this colorful and stylish evening, Wei Kun suddenly thought of the beauty. Joy, joy, the beautiful scenery of light and shadow made Wei Kun's heart suddenly have the desire to take all of this into his arms. "So this is what it means to be a lecher," he murmured. Cyprus is believed to be the home of Venus, the Greek goddess of love. After seeing the statue of Venus with a broken arm and seeing the beautiful sunset, Wei Kun suddenly felt that the legend should be true. The goddess of love must have been born in such a beautiful sky.

In his mind, he wondered if he should bring the beautiful Princess Royal Highness from Denmark to enjoy such a beautiful scenery together. Wei Kun suddenly felt thoughtful. A trace of indescribable but real existence lingered in his heart. If he had to use words to describe it, it would be the Buddhists' favorite saying, 'all colors are empty'.

Wei Kun did not believe that the days of fresh flowers and oil cooking on a blazing fire would last forever. History had long proved that such prosperity was the beginning of decline. Wei Kun knew that his father Vézé had no interest in plays, so the only play he had seen out of his own desire was "The Peach Blossom Fan". Although fame did not arouse Vézé's interest in plays, Wei Kun saw his father copy the play of "The Peach Blossom Fan". "I have seen orioles singing in the jade palace of Jinling, flowers blooming early in the waterside pavilion of Qinhuai, who knew it would be so easy to melt! I saw him build a vermillion building, I saw him entertain guests, I saw his building collapse! I have slept in this pile of moss and green tiles, I have seen the rise and fall of fifty years. "

"The Peach Blossom Fan" was a story about the fall of the Ming Dynasty, and Vézé was the person who personally destroyed the Manchu Qing Dynasty. This kind of lyrics and the identity of Vézé made Wei Kun feel that he really could not laugh. Wei Kun could not stop his father Vézé's decision to give up the monarchy, and he could understand it to a certain extent.

Because of Vézé's decision, the descendants of the Wei family could escape the rise and fall of the monarchy. But could the tragic end of a family prevent the fate of the country from repeating the rise and fall of the monarchy? Wang Mingshan clearly told Wei Kun that to let the Min dynasty escape the fate of the rise and fall of the monarchy was the goal that Vézé would strive for in the last few days of his life. A sixty-year-old man did not have many days left to live. As the day of the end approached, Wei Kun had to consider these heavy matters. Then he found that deep in his heart, he really loved his father Vézé. But when he really thought about his father's death, Wei Kun felt his heart tighten, almost unable to breathe. So he put the dreadful thought aside, and went back to his lodgings. The beautiful night scene was still beautiful in Wei Kun's eyes, but there was no way for him to appreciate it.

Back in Nicosia, the capital of Cyprus, Wei Kun went to see Wang Mingshan. Wang Mingshan asked straightforwardly, "Do you see the problem?"

"I don't see the problem, but I can't see the future clearly." Wei Kun told the result of his repeated thinking.

"How long will it be in the future? Three years? Five years? Ten years? "Wang Mingshan asked.

"At least three years," Wei Kun replied.

"Alas!" Wang Mingshan sighed regretfully. "Wei Kun, I remember when your father taught us, he said that Buddhism says that life is only between breaths. If you go in with one breath and can't come out, you will pass away. So, you said three years, or at least three years. I think it's good to see for three days. If you ask me what it will be like in three days, I don't know. "

Wei Kun was unhappy. He felt that Wang Mingshan was deliberately making things difficult for him. But this unhappiness dissipated after a while. His father, Vézé, had said something similar, but Wei Kun felt that it was more of a metaphor than a strict implementation like Wang Mingshan. "Secretary Wang, with your ability, I think you can control the future in three days."

Wang Mingshan shook his head hard. Wei Kun's words reminded him of a lot of bad things in the past, so his reaction was very intense. "No. I've tried many times. Let alone three days, I might not be able to control it in three hours. Everything was inevitable, everything had its own rules, but there was no definite inevitability for anything. I only really realized this after I was thirty-five, I hope you can realize it before you are thirty. "

"But my father doesn't seem to be like this." Wei Kun doubtfully raised a counter-argument.

Wang Mingshan rolled his eyes and said angrily, "If you think you are as good as your father, then do what you want."

"Uncle Wang, don't be angry. I was wrong, please teach me. "Wei Kun immediately softened his attitude.

Wang Mingshan didn't want to be angry with Wei Kun. When Wei Kun lowered his head, he sighed and said, "You have to maintain this humble and cautious attitude. Even if what I say is wrong, you have to listen humbly. There must be a teacher among three people. Follow the good ones and change the bad ones. "

"I think my father is always right, so I think there is an absolute right in the world." Wei Kun didn't dwell on the empty courtesy.

"Your father is probably not as good as me in the banking business. If I give him time to investigate, I probably can't beat him. But in terms of implementation, your father is not as good as me. But I don't think I have a deeper understanding of the banking business than your father. So, your father is always right. It's just your illusion. "Wang Mingshan also put out all his thoughts to talk about it.

"Why is my father more knowledgeable than you?" Wei Kun felt that he had grasped the key point.

Wang Mingshan replied, "Because your father is a man of action. He does things in the right direction and way. I am familiar with the existing banking system, but it doesn't mean that I can figure out how to develop the existing system in the future. Just like when your father was at war, I thought your father wanted to use force to unify the world. But your father didn't think so. He thought that the world would be connected in the future by banking services and financial services. This point points out the direction for the next few decades. Our comrades in the banking industry agree with this direction, so we admire him. "

Wei Kun was silent. He had heard similar words before, but he had never heard them as deeply as he did now. Seeing that Wei Kun didn't say anything, Wang Mingshan continued to explain, "When we attacked North America, we originally thought that we would walk, pull by animals, and rob the Yankee's railroad. These three ways of marching were the model we used to fight in North America. I think the Yankee thought the same and made the same battle plan. But in reality, we used motorized infantry, and the Yankee had no way to deal with it, so we were defeated so quickly. The old guys in the army admire your father, and so do the young guys. Because your father not only solved the existing problem, but also pointed out the direction for the future. As long as they knew the ropes, they felt that there was a future for them to follow your father. "

Seeing Wei Kun frown, he couldn't understand. Wang Mingshan could only choose a simpler explanation. "Everything you are doing now, your father has done. Go back and think about it. Did your father force you to do this? It was you who were willing to choose these methods that were proven to be useful. It doesn't matter what you think of your father. As long as you really do something, you can follow him! "

"… But, those rules were all thought of by my father …" Wei Kun raised his fundamental question.

Wang Mingshan said loudly, word by word, "The heavens are constant. They don't exist for the good, and they don't die for the evil."

These words were like a big bell, and it made Wei Kun feel like he was suddenly enlightened, but he still felt inexplicably unconvinced.

Looking at Wei Kun's familiar expression and reaction, Wang Mingshan seemed to see his past self. He sighed and said, "You can't think of the rules just by thinking. The rules already exist. It's just a matter of who can find the rules. Commander-in-chief is a genius on this point. I have finally figured it out after all these years. When comparing mortals and geniuses in various fields, the gap is as big as that between humans and monkeys. When comparing geniuses, the gap is as big as that between humans and monkeys. Wei Kun, your father is a genius among geniuses in this aspect. Let's not compare with him in this. "

"If you don't have talent, how can you convince the masses?" Wei Kun finally found an entry point to speak his mind. He firmly believed that his father, Vézé, had relied on his genius to get to where he was today. Ever since he had received guidance from his father, Vézé, on the ammonia project, Wei Kun had felt hopeless about the path of science. Compared to geniuses, mortals had no choice but to look up to them. His younger brother, Wei Li, had willingly followed behind his father, Vézé, and used his genius father's ideas as a ladder to higher status. Wei Kun actually did not think much of it.

"No. It's because of these geniuses that we mortals have the chance to see the beauty of this world. If I hadn't worked with your father, I wouldn't have had the chance to know that there was such a great undertaking in this world, and that there was such a scenery that made one's life feel worthwhile. Moreover, without us mortals, geniuses would just be unrecognized. Your father had traversed tens of thousands of miles, killing his way from Guangxi to Nanjing, from Nanjing to Beijing, and then back to Guangzhou. These tens of thousands of miles allowed your father's illustrious name to spread all over the world. That's because there were tens of thousands of mortals like me who followed him wholeheartedly. Your father pointed out where we should go, and why we should go there. We, on the other hand, have defeated all enemies and overcome all hardships and hardships. If it weren't for us mortals, even if your father could fight ten, or a hundred capable enemies, he would still be caught and killed. Wei Kun, mortals and geniuses need each other. Your father said that the people create history, and this sentence proves that he is a genius. What we mortals want to say is that heroes drive history. " These were Wang Mingshan's own true feelings, and he would never talk about these things to others on normal days. At the end of his speech, Wang Mingshan was so emotional that his eyes became wet.

Wei Kun felt Wang Mingshan's emotions. This kind of sincere emotion could easily move people, but words did not have this kind of power. It was rational to understand words, and this was something that could only be understood when there was a foundation of understanding. A look, an expression, a movement could make the other party understand, and this was emotional.

"Uncle Wang, we can talk about these specific things later. But I still feel that geniuses are stronger than mortals. "Wei Kun was educated by Vézé, and he didn't like to pretend to understand things when he didn't understand.

"Geniuses are stronger than mortals because they are more down-to-earth than mortals. Wei Kun, your father said that a normal human's instinctive reaction is to use 100% of their strength, so they would want to use 120% of their strength. Of course, there are naturally bad people in this world, and there are all kinds of natural scum, but most people are normal. The difference between geniuses and mortals is that when we look at something, we lack the ability, so we can't see clearly in the fog. Geniuses only needed to take a casual glance to immediately see things clearly. As for us mortals, we want to be down-to-earth mortals, but we can't. We can only float around until we grasp something, and then we have some foundation. Geniuses, on the other hand, can walk forward with their feet on the ground. When we finally stand on the ground and start to move forward, they have already walked a distance. When we feel tired and can't go on, so we can't help but rest, geniuses still walk forward step by step according to their own pace. They are not afraid of being slow, but they are afraid of standing. We walk for a while, and then stand for a while. Geniuses can find themselves through work, and find the frequency that suits them, so the two sides are getting farther and farther apart. "

Although this speech was long, Wei Kun understood. He knew that he spent more time looking up than walking with his head down. If it wasn't for his father, Vézé, who planned a long path for Wei Kun, Wei Kun didn't think he could have achieved what he had today. After thinking about it carefully, Wei Kun felt that he found the problem that had been troubling him in the past. That was thinking too much, and doing too little.

"But I'm always wrong." Wei Kun finally voiced out his problem with great difficulty.

Wang Mingshan breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't easy to be the son of an emperor. Wei Kun's words weren't a problem for people from ordinary backgrounds, because ordinary parents were also relatively ordinary. Right and wrong was never a big problem. Seeing a father who seemed to be always right every day, it was easy for children's state of mind to become abnormal. Therefore, Wang Mingshan replied, "Everyone makes mistakes the moment they start. The problem is how to deal with the so-called mistakes. Right is the result, and wrong is also the result. You have to admit that the result is real. If you don't want to get the so-called wrong result, then analyze what is wrong. "

"I'm wrong every time, and I don't dare to be wrong again." When Wei Kun said this, his heart was tormented. It was too embarrassing for him to say such embarrassing words. If Wang Mingshan hadn't guided Wei Kun's state of mind to a new level, he wouldn't have admitted such a thing even if he was beaten to death.

"You should never use your standards to be the world's standards. It's not you who judge whether your work is right or wrong, but the people in the system. " Wang Mingshan's voice became heavy again. He said word by word, "We judge whether your work has met the requirements. As the people who publish the work, this is our responsibility. What you have to do is only to communicate, determine the scope of the work, and determine the progress of the work. Wei Kun, you only have one judgment for yourself, and that is whether you have tried your best. You have tried your best at that time, but it doesn't mean that you can finish the work at that time. Not to mention the standard of the work that you can think of. Wei Kun, I said before that a normal person can't help but use 120 when they have 100% of their strength. You are also a normal person. "

"Yes!" Wei Kun suddenly felt relaxed, but a moment later, he felt uneasy. After a while, Wei Kun asked hesitantly, "Can … can I be a normal person?"

"You are a normal person," Wang Mingshan confirmed again seriously.

Wei Kun wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. After a few minutes, Wei Kun suddenly stood up. "Thank you, Uncle Wang. I'm going out for a while." Regardless of whether Wang Mingshan agreed or not, Wei Kun rushed out of the door and disappeared.

Wang Mingshan sighed. As the son of Vézé, he was under too much pressure. Ordinary children did not have such stubbornness in their hearts. Everyone felt that doing less was the best choice. However, Wei Ze's two sons, who were willing to try to inherit their father's illustrious reputation, were overwhelmed by this illustrious reputation.

Sighing, Wang Mingshan thought of his good friend, Shen Xin. Shen Xin wasn't particularly interested in fame and fortune, but recently, Shen Xin wrote a letter to Wang Mingshan, describing his feelings after becoming the president of the country.

"… the pressure is indescribable. In the past, it was easy for others to carry the burden, but now it's me who carries the burden. I know that imitating the commander-in-chief is a wrong choice, but I can't help but want to imitate him. I know that I should have my own pace, but I can't help but want to follow the commander-in-chief's pace. Only when I lie in bed every night do I dare to think about how incompetent I am … "

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