Chapter 135: Taking the Head of a Thousand Miles Away
Tang Shijin exclaimed: "Peach Blossom Fairy is really amazing!"
She took the opportunity to educate Brother Lei: "Little Lei'er, have you seen? A pen of a scholar can be used as a murderous knife. When you are famous and talented, your pen can control public opinion and even influence life and death.
Impossible! Now Peach Blossom Fairy is standing in our position, so when we look at it, we often ignore how sharp this knife is. But in the future, when you want to write something, you must have this invisible knife in mind.
Clear perception.”
Yan Baiwei looked at her in surprise.
He didn't expect that this little girl who was always cheating on her studies could actually say such reasonable things.
Yan Baiwei said: "Why do you...I mean, why do you think the article is an invisible knife?"
"It's more than that!" she said: "I think a good article can do anything. It can be the icing on the cake, it can be a help in times of need, it can be a flag that responds to hundreds of responses, or it can be a seedling that can grow people over a hundred years. But I think everything else is just one step.
Things outside of it, that is to say, things that we can only feel when we push open the window or open the door. Only when it is used as an invisible knife, can it be felt personally and held in the hand, because it is
That... feeling of pointing your sword at the enemy and having a clear flag. Not only do I want to kill you, but I also call on everyone to kill you. It's the feeling of a general shouting "charge". So you need to pay special attention to it, weigh it, and
cautious."
Someone gave a low high-five.
Tao Chengqi came in and sighed: "Jin'er, I am really impressed by you!"
Yan Baiwei was also very amazed, and gently raised his hand and pressed it on her back.
Her speech was not elegant, but it was sharp and to the point.
"A prize, a prize, a prize!" Tang Shijin said with a smile: "It's because your article is so well written that I have such an idea. I have always thought that literati are super powerful and can kill people without blood. What did Bai Juyi write in those days?"
If you leave without following him, won't you force Guan Panpan to death?"
Yan Baiwei raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Guan Panpan was a concubine of Bai Juyi's good friend Zhang Min. When Bai Juyi saw her, he fell in love at first sight and wrote the lustful poem "The drunken beauty cannot win, the wind carries the peony flowers".
Later, Zhang Min died, and Guan Panpan lived alone in Yanzi Tower, vowing not to marry again. Then Bai Juyi jumped out again, across thousands of mountains and rivers, and said: "The window is full of bright moon, the curtain is full of frost, and I am lying in bed with the cold light blowing."
He thought about her loneliness wishfully, but ended up having sex, and turned around and revealed a ferocious face: "I don't hesitate to buy the gold, and I pick four or five like flowers; I have been taught singing and dancing to the point of exhaustion, and I don't follow her when I leave."
Once you leave, you won’t be with me!
How vicious!
It means that you, Zhang Min, spent a lot of money to buy so many beautiful women to support your family, and you also worked hard to teach them singing and dancing skills. But now that you are dead, no woman is willing to follow you to death.
What is the difference between this and letting Guan Panpan die directly?
Such behavior cannot be explained solely by his character.
Guan Panpan eventually died on a hunger strike. The only wrong thing she did in her life was that she was unlucky enough to be attracted by a talented poet. When she was dying, she left behind the following words: "Children don't know what is in the sky, and they are covered in dirt and sweat."
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When Tang Shijin heard this allusion, she was still young, but it left a deep impression on her. From then on, she firmly believed that character and talent cannot be equated, and that talented people may also be scum.
Of course Yan Baiwei and the others knew this allusion, and she only told it to Brother Lei.
Yan Baiwei asked: "Is this also taught by Tang Youde?"
"Shit!" Tang Shijin reacted very quickly and threw the pot directly: "It's true that Tang Youde read the poem, but Tang Youde doesn't think it's wrong. He thinks Bai Juyi is super powerful and can make others commit suicide without leaving home.
, he thought this was another way of decapitating someone thousands of miles away.”
Yan Baiwei touched her head: "Fortunately, Xiao Jin'er didn't follow him."
Tao Chengqi also sighed: "Both Yuan and Bai are superior to women, and there are a lot of criticisms. Bai Letian's song of everlasting regret can be called a masterpiece, but whether it is for Xue Tao or Guan Panpan..."
He suddenly realized that this topic was not suitable to talk to a girl, so he swallowed it.
The three of them were chatting, but they didn't notice that brother Xiaodou Dinglei next to him was thinking quietly, with a calmness that was inappropriate for his age in his big black grape eyes.
A literati's pen can be used as a murderous knife... to take a person's head thousands of miles away...
Suddenly someone outside said: "Erya! Erya!"
Tang Shijin frowned.
She pushed the door open and went out, and saw Rui Geer, who was as big as a mountain of meat, standing in front of the firewood door, panting. When he saw her, he said arrogantly: "Mom and dad are gone, and there is no one to cook. From now on,
You support me! Cook for me!"
Huh? Tang Shijin was so angry.
This stupid pig hasn't been out much, yet he still thinks she is the little girl he bullied back then?
She said: "Your parents conspired to kill my mother, and I support you? My head is squeezed by the door and I support you?"
She went over and kicked him directly.
In the end, he didn’t even kick!
Then Yan Baiwei lifted her behind him with one hand and kicked her over. Tang Shirui screamed and flew up, then rolled down like a flesh ball.
Yan Baiwei immediately closed the firewood door.
The slope was not steep, so Tang Shirui climbed up with difficulty and cursed loudly. Yan Baiwei casually picked a piece of firewood from the ground, broke it into several pieces, and beat it out with shaking hands.
Tang Shirui screamed, and firewood branches hit his ears and hair, which immediately broke his bun, and he fell on his back with disheveled hair, making a loud sound.
Tang Shijin gave him harsh words from behind: "Don't appear in front of me again! Otherwise, I will chop you into minced meat and feed you to the pigs next time!"
Tang Shirui lay on the ground and cried for a long time with his mouth wide open. Seeing that no one came to comfort him, he did not dare to curse anymore and crawled away.
A small figure came out from behind the tree and looked at the yard here with a look of resentment. It was Tang Daya.
Tang Shijin really didn't know that Da Ya'er was back, but she didn't care.
Years ago, the sales of five-spice sausages and hundred bowls were crazy. Yang Pengxiao had to run to the county town every day, sometimes delivering goods twice a day. He Shishi and He Shiba were also very busy, collecting pigs from everywhere, and even He
Yuan Xiaodu follows her around every day, and Yan Baiwei has to keep an eye on the small wine shop for her, and also has to prepare the tents for the restaurant. The only people in the family are Tang Shijin himself, who is still "injured", Peach Blossom Fairy'er, and Brother Lei, who are relatively free.
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Under such expenditure, Jin Shang made nearly two thousand taels from a business in Tang Dynasty, but it was all spent quickly. Yan Baiwei added nearly five hundred taels later.
Before the wedding, the Zheng family came over.
The restaurant was opened on October 26th, and Bai Dawan was earlier. When doing business in a partnership, it is usually divided into accounts every two months, or every six months. However, because of the Chinese New Year, the traditional folk rules,
No matter what, the accounts will be divided once before the year.
So when they came this time, they planned to calculate the accounts from the beginning to the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month.
In the Tang Dynasty, Jin Nao was smart, but their tent contained not only spiced sausages, but also hundreds of bowls, meat floss and ink pens, which was quite a lot.