Daming: Critical writer, all officials beg not to write

After Liu Treasurer got the script, he saw that there were still pictures, and this book house could not be engraved, so he had to ask Xiao Guo to go to the street to find a person who carved the yin and yang seal.

After settling everything in, he made a cup of tea, stroked his beard, and read it carefully.

Teahouse.

The curtain slowly opened.

The old guan walked up with the shocking wood, and suddenly stunned under his eyes: “Huo ~”

“Why are so many people here today!”

I saw that the teahouse was crowded.

This boss is also a chicken thief, and has turned the front and second floors into VIP areas, and it takes a lot of money to buy tickets.

The chairs in the back are densely arranged, and it is almost a bunk bed.

“Old juncture, hurry up!”

“When you’re done, I’ll hammer the teahouse owner to death, and never come here again!”

“It’s going to die.”

The old man hurriedly persuaded: “Hammer King, but don’t dare to be impulsive.” ”

“I remember, that daughter-in-law of your family is still eighty percent new!”

“If this punch goes down, it will belong to someone else!”

“Hahaha!”

Everyone in the audience burst into laughter.

“Good!”

“Without further ado, let’s get straight to the point today.”

“Last month, Mr. Liaozhai drunkenly killed 25 books, and the frightened envoy Annan knelt and kowtowed, and the whole Yingtian celebration was almost a sea of joy.”

“There are good deeds who learn the beauty of the former Song Kaifeng and write a Yingtianmeng Hualu.”

“There are neatly listed one hundred and eight prosperous places in Yingtian, and they are also sorted by heavenly stem, which really arouses some popularity.”

“But today’s words are meant to tell everyone that the prosperity of such a fire and oil is only Yingtianer, and there are still many unfair things in various parts of Daming.”

“I’m still on my way and need to keep trying.”

“Then I’ll tell you about this “Pipa Notes” written by Mr. Liaozhai!”

“Snap!”

Shocked wood sounded.

“Yes,”

“Only then do you say goodbye to wine and tears flow first, and the lonely boat concubine on the corridor leans on the building.”

“The pieces of sail are gradually looking back, a kind of lovesickness and two sorrows!”

“This poem is about the pain of the parting of a couple who love each other.”

“Do you know that Meng Jiangnu is crying on the Great Wall?”

Everyone present nodded in unison.

“Today’s matter, although it is not as tragic as Meng Jiangnu, but it is just as deep!”

“In the Datong Chaohu Guangbu Gangneung Mansion, there is such a family, who used to be craftsmen, and they are also craftsmen who are often called by others.”

“His surname is Cai, the second oldest in the family, and everyone calls him Cai Erlang.”

“Cai Erlang inherited his father’s business and has a good hand in carpentry, and if there is any need among neighbors, they will look for him.”

“Later, the statement spread far and wide, and even the people of other villages and towns knew Cai Erlang’s name and came one after another.”

“As he came and went, his family also accumulated a lot of property.”

“On this day, my parents discussed and found a matchmaker to arrange a marriage for him, and the object of the reception was the Miss Zhao family in the neighboring village, because she was the fifth oldest, everyone called her Zhao Wuniang.”

“Hire, regular, marry.”

“Everything is carried out in an orderly manner, and after the two become married, they also respect each other, and the days are better every day.”

Everyone in the audience knew that the words of the chat were like this, at first plain, it was told, but when it came down sharply, the situation became sharp.

Sure enough, I only heard the old juncture say.

“Unfortunately, the good times did not last long, the county government ordered shift craftsmen, Cai Erlang was at the top of the list, and with the entire village of 78 craftsmen, he needed to arrive at Yingtiandian before February 15.”

“Zhao Wuniang, you have a strong affection for me, and I don’t want my lover to leave.”

But the emperor’s order is difficult, and his uncle is a man who will come, and reminded: ”

“Nephew, you are going thousands of miles away, you must bring some personnel and take care of the up and down, otherwise it may be difficult to get out.”

“Cai Erlang obeyed his uncle’s reminder and brought ten taels of silver accumulated in the family.”

“But he has never been out of the far door, how can he know the twists and turns inside!”

“This thing is bad here!”

“He said goodbye to his good wife, took his fellow countrymen with him, and went away in a lonely boat.”

“Zhao Wuniang went up the pier tall building alone, looking at it from afar, and her heart was full of reluctance.”

“Originally, the emperor decreed, the shift craftsman can return in only one year, but ~”

“This is five years!”

“At the beginning, Cai Erlang also wrote a letter home every three to five to say that he was fine, and by the way, he said that Jingshi was prosperous, and it was not easy to live in a big place, so he needed some entanglements.”

“But then, there’s no trace of it.”

“Zhao Wuniang originally wanted to go to Yingtian to find it, but the two in-laws in the family are getting older and older, and they really can’t leave.”

“That’s it, another year.”

The hearts of the audience gradually tugged.

At this time, there was a burst of pipa sounds in the teahouse, it was like crying, and the place where the song passed made people’s hearts extremely sad! (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Positive and current scenarios.

The lonely sail is far away and the blue sky ends, only to see the skyline of the Yangtze River!

The coolie said, “Mother’s.” ”

“Who played this lute, it’s really ~”

Combined with what Lao Guan said, he couldn’t help but wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes: “I really want to hammer him to death.” ”

“This year.”

“There is a great drought in the world, the lake is hungry, and people cannibalize.”

“There is only Zhao Wuniang in the family, and because she is a craftsman, there is no other input, plus Cai Erlang wrote letters one after another and took away a lot of silver, and the food in the family is insufficient!”

“One day she was even hit by bandits, how can that poor weak woman resist?”

“That’s it, all the food stored at home has been robbed!”

“Zhao Wuniang’s owner borrows money, the west family borrows rice, the south family borrows firewood, the north family borrows firewood, low three and four, frowning and pleading, but even this is still not enough!”

“She sat in front of the copper mirror, and the only thing of value on her body was the three thousand green silk!”

“This is a symbol of a woman!”

“But…”

“In order to serve her in-laws, she had no choice, only to see her hand rise and fall, click, and her hair fall to the ground.”

“She wrapped her head, in order not to show flaws, she dressed up as a Taoist aunt, and the rest were replaced with firewood, rice, oil and salt.”

“Every day, I gave the grain to my in-laws, ate the bran vegetables, and stayed up for a few days.”

“But the famine became worse and worse, my mother-in-law died, and my father-in-law starved to death soon after.”

“Before the mother-in-law died, chaotic eyes looked deeply at her, and then looked into the distance, full of worry.”

“Former old mother, close stitches and threads.”

“Looking at Guan Shanyuan, leaning coldly on the side of the door!”

“To relieve your worries, you must send frequent audio books to turn!”

“Zhao Wuniang raised her eyes and looked at it, the world is so big, she doesn’t even have any relatives anymore.”

“She wants to bury her in-laws, but in the year of great hunger, how can she repair the grave when she is only a woman?”

At this time, when the sound of the pipa reached its highest pitch, the old juncture also shouted affectionately:

“How can I be tall with only ten claws?” 920

“Bitter! I saw blood dripping wet clothes! Oh my God, I’m tired and want to die in this dynasty! ”

“Hugh, let him bleed well.”

“This is a relative of flesh and blood, and it is also praised.”

“After this grave is completed, I am afraid that my body will not be safe!”

“Yay! I’m exhausted of energy, so I can’t help but rest and sleep. ”

Everyone listened to their hearts, and they couldn’t wait to cross over to Zhao Wuniang’s side now to repair this tomb for her.

“This woman, really…”

A scholar wanted to evaluate, but was speechless.

He obviously read a lot of books, but in the end he couldn’t find a suitable word to describe it!

In the end, I had to sigh: “Hey! ”

“I can’t wait to marry Zhao Wuniang in this life!”

Previously, Ning Zhiyu and Shang Xiaoling quietly left the Chen family’s small courtyard, and they also wanted to know what happened to that Zhao Wuniang before they would pop out that kind of pipa.

But I regret it now.

They committed themselves to the Qinglou, and then married Chen Yong, who held them in the palm of his hand, when did they see this kind of human suffering?

“Hey!”

“Snap!”

The shocking wood sounded, and everyone’s hearts returned to the words book again, and the old juncture suddenly pointed to the air:

“Suddenly, a group of people appeared from the distance, dressed in gorgeous clothes and masks, claiming to be heavenly soldiers and generals!”

“Speaking of which, the Jade Emperor saw that Wuniang was so filial, and the special soldiers would help her repair the tomb.”

“But actually…”

“These people were led by Cai Erlang’s uncle to pretend!”

(This is by far the most pitiful woman I have written.)

(Why doesn’t the author have a target, because these people in the novel are too profound).