Lao Tzu is a toad

Chapter 284
Wang Banjin stopped, blinked his eyes, and said with a smile, "Should I tell my sister not to become a monk or not to marry?"

She had the foresight to put a spare pair of high-heeled shoes on Aunt Mei's Santana, and asked Zhao Jiadi to put them back on after leaving the Summer Palace. Banjin, while Wang Banjin prevaricates it by saying that the beautiful woman who is easy to grow old needs to bloom more in her bright years. She always says that the young age is not magnificent, so it is hard to pretend to be tender when people are old.After Zhao Jiadi heard Wang Banjin's rhetorical question, he said without hesitation that if you want to become a monk, I definitely don't agree, but I can't stop you from getting married.Wang Banjin was sullen, glaring like a king, and pulled off the scarf around his neck, as if he was going to strangle someone to death.

Zhao Jiadi took two steps back, surprised and said: "Why, I warn you, Buddhism is a pure place, don't touch your hands."

Wang Banjin smiled sweetly and hooked his fingers.

Zhao Jiadi remained indifferent.

How could Wang Banjin be a patient master? When he saw Zhao Jiadi not showing face, he was as immobile as a mountain, and he immediately killed the general. He was so aggressive that he murdered his own husband. A probationary party member is not considered an animal. He did not have the ideological consciousness to stretch his neck to be slaughtered when facing the head of the organization. He fought resolutely and simply. Out of Guanghua Temple, Wang Banjin was panting at the door, with a look of resentment on his face, but in fact he was staring at Zhao Jiadi who was at a safe distance, his eyes flicked a few times, Zhao Jiadi knew that something was wrong , If you are facing the enemy, you said Wang Banjin, calm down, I will really be rude to you if you continue to toss, believe it or not, throw you over your shoulder and across the street?Wang Banjin sighed heavily, complaining that I was just afraid that you would be cold, and wanted to wear the same scarf with you, a dog biting Lu Dongbin doesn't know a good heart.Zhao Jiadi walked towards the car, rolled his eyes and said goodbye in disdain, Shengdou Xiaomin is not blessed, God knows if you have an unscrupulous buddy who drives a crush for a ride, seeing it will not affect you well.By the way, where to go next, it's not time to eat yet.

Wang Banjin got into the car and said that he was going to the Old Summer Palace. Zhao Jiadi’s protest was invalid. He went to the ticket window outside the scenic spot and bought a ticket. There were very few tourists. Zhao Jiadi has always been not interested in tourism. Tourism and travel are two concepts For example, Wang Banjin went abroad for a few years without doing business. He took his studies at Imperial College of Technology as a side job, and his main job was travel. He walked around alone.It was the first time Zhao Jiadi learned about Yuanmingyuan in his textbooks, and he wondered why this garden was called "Yuanmingyuan". The Daxing literary inquisition in the Qing Dynasty, the word "Yuanming", if it was put in the hands of any literati, it would be a great crime to punish the nine clans. Later, I asked Wang Banjin, and Wang Banjin asked the old man again, only to find out that there was a story in it. It was Kangxi who gave the name and hung the plaque, and presented it to Yongzheng, the son who regarded himself as a master of Zen. " and "Yuzhi Picking Demons and Distinguishing Records", the emperor interpreted it as "round and engrossed, and the time of a gentleman is also; bright and universal, the wisdom of a man", which seems to be quite cultural. Would those Manchu nobles clap their hands and applaud as if they had eaten flies when they heard about this garden?

It seems that it is not easy to be a courtier in ancient Chinese and become a public servant now.It is even more difficult to be a monster that has been an evergreen tree in the political world for several generations. This is not to say that there is a tumbler lying under the old banyan tree in the courtyard.Zhao Jiadi squatted on a ruined wall, smoking a cigarette in the leeward direction, watching Wang Banjin bouncing up and down with great interest, but Zhao Jiadi was not worried about her sprained ankle or something, Wang Banjin was not. Who needs to deliberately pity her, she has never been a dwarf in the spiritual world and in real life, as the best friend in the circle said, Wang Banjin is the famous double queen of spirit and reality, who the hell doesn't want to be Wang Banjin The favorite under the skirt, whoever is tmd is not a socialist youth with ideals and aspirations.Wang Banjin was dragged by a couple to help take pictures. She is familiar with this, and she is still willing to be enthusiastic. May all lovers in the world get married. Her qq signature has always been her qq signature, but qq is almost counted as chatting with Zhao Jiadi privately. It hasn't been used for hundreds of years, so the vulgar signature that doesn't match her personality has been hung without modification.

When Wang Banjin came back to Zhao Jiadi, her insanity reappeared intermittently. She, who had been instigated by the old man since she was a child, and recited many poems and dictionaries, put her hands on her hips and yelled: "I have no money for a sword, and I passed out drunk in the West Lake. Sister I am full of stars and people sleep~"

Zhao Jiadi opened his voice in a tacit understanding and cooperated: "Little Er, come here, my brother has carried a bunch of Longquan, Zhanlu, and startled salamanders, how many catties and taels of apricot blossom wine?"

Wang Banjin laughed out loud.

Zhao Jiadi unhappily echoed a few times, seeing that she was still laughing, he cursed: "Smile, laugh, ten years old, if you laugh again, you will have to go back to your mother's womb."

Wang Banjin pounced on Zhao Jiadi like a lion fighting a rabbit, threw Xiao Baliang down, rubbed his head against his chest, and said with a cheerful smile: "Wow haha, Xiao Baliang, you are so talented, my sister treats you more and more." It hurts more~”

Zhao Jiadi had no choice but to put his arms around Wang Banjin, cursing and swearing, but his eyes were gentle.

In a quiet four-way courtyard in an alley, the old man of the Wang family is practicing calligraphy in the study. This hobby has been persisted since he retired, and he is excellent at cursive. It's just that the old man has never kept calligraphy in public, nor has he been in the calligraphy association. It is only regarded as a method of self-cultivation, and Wang Zhuyun is helping a little. The brushes on the pen stand are all cheap, and there are several types that can be bought in any small shop. The old man took the money out of his own allowance, and some were given as gifts by his disciples, which is not a special offering. The same is true of the cigarettes and drinks before quitting smoking and drinking. Apart from the big house and the large collection of books, the courtyard house has a There is nothing unusual about a rare banyan tree at the root of the old Yanjing City, and most of the courtyards will be taken back by the state after the old man's death, just like Shijia Hutong.

Wang Zhuyun is one of the few descendants in the family who can discuss scriptures and Taoism with the old man. His calligraphy skills are also good, and he can speak with substance, rather than flamboyant talk. It is no wonder that the old man doesn't think much of Wang Qingping and Wang Qinghe. However, Wang Zhuyun, who was expected to carry the great banner of the Wang family, has never forgotten Wang Zhuyun. Even if he half escaped into Buddhism, he still loves him very much. When it comes to educating future generations, the old lady is far more open-minded and casual than the old antiques of the same age There will be some innocuous and detrimental small pavements, but they will never just point fingers.

The old man wrote a picture: "Bamboo is like a hypocrite, but the outside is firm but the center is empty. Flocks can cover the sun, and independence can't help the wind. The roots are thin and good at drilling holes, and the waist is soft and bows. Literati love it so much, and the breath is the same." Undoubtedly, it is an irony of Zheng Banqiao's "Carnation". The old man put down his pen and said with a smile: "Don't let go of the green hills, and the roots are originally in the broken rocks. Thousands of blows are still strong, and you can let the east, west, north, south wind. It sounds really good. But in my whole life, I have seen many so-called literati with strong character, harsh words, penetrating, worthy of conscience, and not weak at all, but it is hard to say whether they are worthy of conscience. , People bite people, a lot of chicken feathers, later many people went abroad, saying that the domestic environment is not good, but in fact many of them have done bad things, just want to be out of sight so that they can feel ashamed or feel less guilty , You are a scholar who is useless, and this statement will be accurate for 100 years or hundreds of years in the future. I want you children to read more and know people, not how good at opportunism. What kind of ambition is still out of luck, after all, I gave it to a stable family, so you don't need to do things for a big ambition. Read more, because you have a poetry and book spirit, and you can see people and things more thoroughly. To know people well is to use people as a mirror and be able to reflect on yourself more. In the final analysis, I still hope that you can be a good person. This is the minimum premise. Worse."

Wang Zhuyun said with emotion: "It's just that these reasons cannot be explained."

The old man smiled.

Wang Zhuyun raised a smiling face and asked, "Grandpa, what do you think of Xiao Baliang? Don't be sloppy."

The old man glanced sideways at Wang Zhuyun and smiled, but he was not busy closing the coffin to make a conclusion. Seeing his granddaughter, the old man was a little anxious. For Xin's sake, if you are an official, at least you will be a good one, I am looking forward to it."

Wang Zhuyun took a big reassurance and smiled.

Today’s event was settled, originally the expectations were not too high, I just hope that Xiao Baliang can be a familiar face in front of the old man, and he will be satisfied if he is good or not. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be twists and turns. The strength of the country is quite high, and the unintentional words of Xiao Baliang, which can be called thunder, almost stopped the heart of the aunt Wang Zhuyun. Fortunately, the old lady was not angry, but added a little favor invisibly .Although the old man only mentioned the words "good official" and "expectation" in the end, Wang Zhuyun, who had already been quiet and indifferent, couldn't help being ecstatic in his heart. He almost called Zhao Jiadi to announce his happiness, but he finally held back Don't overthrow the seedlings and encourage them to grow, step by step is more important than anything else.

At around six in the evening, Zhao Jiadi drove Aunt Mei’s Santana and Wang Banjin to Guijie Street, which is full of restaurants and restaurants. He had just parked the car, and Li Zhijin, who was nicknamed Dongguan girl by him, was actually an authentic Yanjing girl. My sister Alto drove over in an Audi. After the two cars connected, they found their respective parking spaces more than ten meters away. They were lucky. When Zhao Jiadi and Wang Banjin got out of the car and went to meet Li Zhijin, they never Thinking there was friction over there, just as Li Zhijin was about to reverse into the only remaining parking space, he was brutally occupied by a big Hummer with a Shanxi license plate. Not to mention grabbing the parking space, his figure was almost small during the competition. Alto's twice as big Hummer scratched the little Alto with a civilian license plate. The driver was a fat man with no neck visible. He got out of the car with a fat body trembling. The co-pilot got off and could be his daughter's sister, fashionable and beautiful , young, but dressed very sexy young woman, the fat man doesn't take it for granted, she yells at Li Zhijin as a fool after getting out of the car, and when she sees Li Zhijin, who is taller than him, gets off the car, she looks even more obscene- Dirty, stop swearing, change it into a dirty tone, the fat man can't control his eyes, and he can't control the bird in his crotch anymore.

Li Zhijin, who didn't care about it at first, was about to go crazy without saying a word. Even Wang Banjin wanted to rush up and give this bastard a mandarin duck leg, and stab the fat man's ass with the heel of his high heels.

Zhao Jiadi held Wang Banjin back, gave Li Zhijin a look, and asked Wang Banjin if Aunt Mei's Santana was strong.Wang Banjin smiled sweetly and said solidly, despite the shabby appearance, there is a lot of goods in his belly, which is more manly than ordinary high-end German cars.

With a cold face, Zhao Jiadi returned to Santanari alone, quickly drove out of the parking space, increased the horsepower domineeringly, bang, and directly hit the Hummer.

I won't reason with you, let's talk about it after bumping into it!

(End of this chapter)