บท 792: Why Do Young People Laugh?

The two paintings were signed with the same six words.

'One great general of Sloping Cliff'.

Chen Changsheng's first reaction upon seeing this signature was 'how bold', but after a few moments, he felt them to be very lonely.

_I am a great general; how can I not be proud when I look around?_

_Though I am only a great general of this remote place called Sloping Cliff Horse Farm._

_And I am the only great general._

Boldness and loneliness were two feelings very difficult to combine, but now they seemed to leap together out of the paper.

Chen Changsheng looked behind the desk and saw a bookshelf filled with books, consisting of both interpretations of profound Daoist doctrines and ordinary novels. A trait they shared was that they were all very clean. To accomplish such a task in a place scourged by sandstorms year-round was no easy feat, yet he could understand how this had been done.

He often used that method to clean the books in the library of the Orthodox Academy.