Tang Shijin simply exchanged words with Hua Lang, then told him to keep a low profile recently, and then left the city.
Yan Baiwei was already waiting for her outside the city, riding a horse. When he saw her coming, he stretched out his hand.
Tang Shi Jin got on his horse and was about to speak when Yan Baiwei said: "No need to say anything, I heard it all. You are indeed bold."
Tang Shijin said: "I am bold because I want to go with what he likes! He likes this thing, so I can only go in this direction! If he likes white lotus, I will definitely be timid than anyone else. If he likes white lotus, I will definitely be more timid than anyone else."
Talented man, although I can’t write poetry, my flattery is absolutely sincere and fresh and refined!”
Yan Baiwei smiled and said, "How did you know he liked this?"
"Are you observing while chatting?" Tang Shijin said: "People always have many micro-expressions, which can show their emotions, likes and dislikes, so I also adjust my tactics while chatting... But Yan Baiwei, I think this person is not bad, he
I really hate Magistrate Lin. When I heard that man speak at the breakfast stall, he had no murderous intentions. I think this man, how should I put it, no matter whether he is a good man or not, at least he is not a bad man. He has a sense of justice."
Yan Baiwei nodded: "I also think this person is pretty good."
He tapped her head with his chin: "I'm just wronging you."
Tang Shijin said: "I don't feel wronged! These are very common things. We businessmen talk about people and ghosts, but we don't have as many things as you scholars."
Yan Baiwei said helplessly: "Do scholars have many things to do?"
"Why aren't you troublesome? You are just asking for trouble in many things. Have you ever heard of Zhuangzi's empty boat?"
Yan Baiwei sighed: "I've heard of it."
There is a story told in "Zhuangzi·Shanmu". When a man was crossing a river by boat, a boat in front of him bumped into him. The man shouted for a long time and the other party ignored him, so he became angry and yelled, and finally finished the curse.
At first glance, it turned out that what it hit was an empty boat.
As a result, the anger of this person who was angry just now disappeared without a trace.
This is Zhuangzi’s empty ship theory.
Don't think that others are targeting you. In fact, you are not that important at all.
Just like now, she is a member of the Imperial Guard, a high-ranking official of the third rank, a core organization in the Emperor's heart, a famous secret service organization... She is a small businessman in a small county town, and she is just an ant in their eyes.
There's no point in targeting her.
Tang Shijin said: "I have always felt that no one in this world will be nice to you for no reason. If you hit me with a stick and give me a sweet date, I think it's okay. Or if I plant a tree and water it to grow sweet dates, I think it's okay too."
, but if there are sweet dates without doing anything, I don’t dare to ask for them. I never believe that pie will fall from the sky, and I don’t feel at ease.”
Yan Baiwei was speechless for a moment.
He suddenly remembered that during the Chinese New Year, Tang Shijin said, "Like me, like Lei'er, since I was born, I have always worried about whether I will have the next meal or whether I will be beaten to death tomorrow. The temperament cultivated in this way will not allow me to truly feel at ease in my life."
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Many young ladies are pampered all their lives, and their biggest worry is that their clothes are not as good-looking as those of other girls...
But she, as a little child, has become accustomed to difficulties.
She never looked like a little lady.
He felt sorry that she never acted like a little lady.
At that moment, something took root in his heart... He gently touched her head: "Jin'er, can I give you a peaceful and prosperous age?"
His voice was so low that she couldn't hear her clearly. She raised her head and said, "Huh?"
He laughed out loud at her little appearance and reached out to cover her eyes.
I want to give you a peaceful and prosperous age, so that you no longer have to bow to anyone, so that you can happily do business and make a lot of money, and be rich in the world... okay?
He looked at the child under his hand, shaking his head hard, trying to shake his hand away. He couldn't help laughing again, lowered his face, and touched the back of his hand with his lips, like a gentle kiss.
kiss.
Tang Shijin had no idea that something earth-shattering had happened at that moment just now.
She just thought he was a little strange, so she put her hands together and pulled away his hand. From this angle, his eyelashes were even longer than heavenly. She immediately raised her little hand and touched it: "Big Eyelash Essence?"
He didn't even bother to avoid it, "Huh?"
"You are so handsome!"
"handsome?"
"It means more handsome than handsome, more beautiful than the jade tree linfeng."
Yan Baiwei laughed and said: "Jin'er's little mouth is also more brilliant than the tongue of a lotus flower, more witty than a quip, sweeter than honey, and more beautiful than fairy music..."
July 16, the nineteenth year of Yuansheng,
Wutong County, Maozhou,
The sun is shining brightly in the sky,
Picturesque green mountains,
Two people and one horse,
Laughter and heartfelt alliance.
…………
On this day, the Wutong County government office was extremely lively.
Han Liuguang helped hand over many petitions, and the county government office was crowded with complainants.
Early the next morning, Jiang Hu walked in at Yu's old mutton noodle shop with his hands behind his back. Several people immediately showed fear and evaded.
After all, yesterday there were still people who didn't know him, but today, there are very few people who don't know him.
Jiang Hu was calm and composed. Everyone in the queue got out of the way, and he stepped forward directly and said: "Boss, I want a bowl of mutton powder, and add more sesame seeds."
The boss smiled anxiously and said: "Okay, okay."
It was served quickly. Jiang Hu chose a table by the door and sat down. Without stirring it up, he picked up the noodles with his chopsticks and took a bite of the mutton dumplings. The salty aroma filled his mouth, and it was indeed a satisfying taste.
While he was eating, he said to a little beggar on the side of the road: "Hey!"
The little beggar hesitated for a moment, then trotted over, nodded and bowed and said, "Master?"
Jiang Hu said: "Go and buy me two plates of square oil cakes."
While throwing a small ingot of broken silver to him, the little beggar took it nimbly and ran away as fast as he could. He quickly bought it back, put it on the table, and gave him the remaining silver.
Jiang Hu said: "I'll reward you."
The little beggar hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Thank you sir, thank you sir."
"Well," Jiang Hu said, "call that little leader of yours here."
The little beggar had a meal.
Then Jiang Hu lowered his head and snored while eating his rice noodles. The little beggar hesitated for a long time and then turned around.
After a while, Hualang came, holding on to the bamboo pole, and stood calmly on the street.
Jiang Hu ignored him and finished a bowl of rice noodles and two plates of square oil cakes. Then he wiped his mouth and stood up. When he passed by Hualang, Hualang followed suit without saying a word.
As Jiang Hu walked, he asked him: "Can you play with snakes?"
Hualang said calmly: "Yes."
"Are you having fun?"
Hualang said coldly: "It's not a slippery move, but it's still no problem to deal with a dozen trash."
Jiang Hu snorted: "Which family is it from?"
Hua Lang said: "There is no such thing as a teacher, I just learn to play by myself."
Jiang Hu stopped and looked at him, laughed sarcastically, and said nothing more: "Tell me everything you know."
Hua Lang said: "I am young and have only been here a few years. I don't know many things."