Official Group

"Squat aside and learn."

The next day Ding Lu went to a big teahouse and lifted the old man who was telling a book away with one hand. There were several ink stains on his body and face.

There are more than 100 people listening to the book in the teahouse. When his name spreads, there may be four or five hundred people.Ding Lu untied the two bundles of inscriptions that had been rushed all night, and distributed the bundles to the bewildered listeners beside him, and said arrogantly: "Take it and divide it."

A few people looked at me and looked at you, at a loss, and passed it on in a daze.

Ding Lu sat in the hall, bowed briefly and generously, then took out the folding fan, opened it, and sat down gracefully. "Mr. also talks about "Mulan Joining the Army". Are you still not tired of listening to it? Here, I will tell you something new today."

The old man was disdainful, pointing at Ding Lu's nose and cursing: "I've been telling stories here for more than ten years, and every show is not full of guests. Where did you come from, you can compare with me?"

Ding Lu waited for him to ask, and raised the corners of his mouth: "I'm not talented, Luzhou Ding Caiwei." The words were correct, with arrogance leaking from the side, and then turned to the store, "I'm not going to make more tea before I send the boys away Go to the street to say hello, today's visitor will step through the threshold of your house."

The shopkeeper immediately put on a wretched expression of "I understand", and hurriedly went to order.

The hall was full of sighs, and someone said happily: "I have admired Mr. Jiu's name for a long time! It is a great honor to hear your storytelling with my own ears!"

"Mr. Shi Chuan is full of witty words, the story is novel, joy can make people forget their worries, and sadness can make people feel sad. Every time I hear this picture, I feel envious of the deer! Today is an eye-opener."

"Mr. Ding, is your "Yin Yang Constructing Essence Grand View" still continuing?"

"What new story will Mr. Ding tell today?"

"Mr. Ding, the Ban Shu case is so big, His Majesty sentenced Mr. An to death, could it be a misjudgment? Is there a turning point?"

There was a lot of chatter, but Ding Lu raised his hand to signal for everyone to be quiet without even responding.

"Mr. Ding, this..." There was a sudden exclamation, and someone tremblingly held the two leaflets in hand, and said in a daze, "This is the inscription! Mr. Ding, the inscription on you and Mr. An..."

"Yan Guo left a note and left his name. Everyone put it away. This is a small souvenir from Ding." He said absent-mindedly, then brewed his emotions, and said: "Okay, let's get down to business. Ding I had a weird dream last night. In the dream, I was writing a book in my room, and suddenly there was a misty crying of my daughter outside the door. Did that daughter accidentally fall outside my house? I got up to look, but I didn't see anyone..."

Everyone looked at Ding Lu attentively, and their minds drifted into dreams with Ding Lu.

"The voice came from an alley again. I looked at the alley, and it was covered with white mist. There seemed to be a graceful shadow in the mist. You all know that I, Ding, have a special interest in women. I don't say anything Said that I rushed over, there was a peerless beauty in the mist, a coat/not sticky, it was strange, the place I wanted to see was tightly covered by clouds and mist. She was very charming and smiled at me, but I couldn't hold it back , the whole body is crisp. She approached me, and her slender hands fell generously on my chest, getting closer and closer, tsk! Guess what, she kissed my neck in one breath, and I fell on the ground as soon as my legs were weak. On the ground. She made fun of me for being an idiot, and turned to leave. I hurriedly asked her where she was going? She said that the end of the alley was her home. She arranged a banquet for me, bought a new bed, and invited me to live with her parents. I said no Will I go or not? If my wife catches me, will I survive? She also said that An Yi had already agreed to her invitation. As soon as I heard the music, I immediately agreed to her. She said that she would send a sedan chair to pick me up in three days, and then It disappeared. The clouds cleared, and there was a wall in front of me. I woke up, lamented that it was a dream, and then ran into Mrs. Ban on the way to the Yamen. Mrs. Ban? Seems like I just saw it, wait for a closer look Think, not good!"

Ding Lu suddenly rubbed the tabletop in panic, and rubbed out a palm of putty. He looked around in fear, as if there was something unclean staring at him in the dark. face. "The woman I dreamed of looks like Mrs. Ban! Young and beautiful, she is the woman in "The Picture of Immortals", Ban Shu! She...she..."

Ding Lu's face was pale, as if someone had choked her throat, and panted with difficulty: "She bought me a new bed and invited me to go with her, and I... I actually agreed!"

An old woman slapped her legs and screamed: "It's amazing! I dreamed that the dead person said that he would take you away. You must not agree, or you really won't be able to come back."

"It's over, it's over, Mr. An's execution will be three days later!"

"Ah! Mr. Ding, there is a scarlet lip mark on your neck!"

Ding Lu wiped his neck in a hurry, got a palm of red lacquer, and burst into tears immediately: "It's lacquer, it's Ban Shu who came to take his life! I... can you help me! I have a wife and children at home! I don't want to die!"

The old woman hurriedly stepped forward to appease Ding Lu, smoothed his dry hair, trying to calm his fear, and said, "Sir, don't panic. As the saying goes, if you don't do something wrong, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Sir, you have a clear conscience, and she also I will not come to claim your life for no reason."

Ding Lu wiped away his tears, leaving a large amount of eye droppings.Last night, I urged the clerks of Yinfang to spend the whole night, and my eyeballs turned into frost.

"I have nothing to do with her, I have never seen her. Let me tell you, you judge. The matter started four years ago. At that time, I was in Luzhou. The imperial court's imperial list came down, and the whole country recruited concubines..."

Everyone listened more and more seriously, looking around for fear of missing the wonderful details.This is definitely a wonderful story, a topic that they can talk about for more than ten years.

There were more and more audiences, and the hall was packed densely. Small urchins squeezed under Ding Lu's seat, some climbed up the beam, and some fought for a seat.

Ding Lu looked out, but was blocked by the crowd, everything was under his control.He speeded up his speech, hoping that the government would not come too fast.

Yet within a moment he was arrested, halfway through the story.As soon as the government came, it seemed that something had been confirmed. More and more people watched and commented.

Ding Lu hugged the doorpost tightly and refused to leave, shouting loudly: "Why arrest me!"

Since the first emperor ascended the throne, improving the official system and folk customs, it is no longer the way of the world for those in power to cover the sky with one hand.If the government wants to arrest someone, it must be open and aboveboard, and there are reasons and evidence.

The guard said eloquently: "You gather people to spread rumors, insinuate and smear the government, this is enough for you to spend a year in prison!"

Ding Lu retorted: "I'm stating a fact, I'm not slandering you. If you think it's black, it's because you have a ghost in your heart."

A guest said: "Mr. Ding did not say a single word to criticize the government, but he just stated the case objectively."

A street gangster kowtowed melon seeds and sarcastically said loudly: "I guess Mr. Ding was taken away, and he probably won't come back. Mr. Ding, don't worry, I will go to the Meridian Gate to collect the corpses of you and Mr. An at that time. It will be engraved on it for you two according to the words above. You can go with peace of mind!"

Ding Lu burst into tears: "Then what about my wife and children!"

The gangster joked with a smile: "If Mrs. Ling doesn't dislike her, I will raise her!"

Everyone discussed and pointed at the government.There were even people who wanted to fight against injustices and surrounded the police: "If you don't explain the truth clearly, you can't even think about taking Mr. Ding away."

The policeman blushed with anger and shouted angrily: "You are also guilty of obstructing the government's work!"

The gangster walked over swaggeringly, spat on a field of melon seed husks, rattled his muscles and bones and said: "Why, people just say a book, you say you are guilty, you take people for no reason, take it for granted? Is it me for nothing? I beat you up for no reason, can you just say what you're guilty of?"

"Hero!" Ding Lu burst into tears of gratitude, and hurriedly handed the obscene fan to the gangster, "If I never come back, I will take this thing to Ludu to find my wife!"

Listener: "Mr. Ding, you haven't committed any serious crimes, why can't you come back?"

Ding Lu didn't explain anything, and turned his head to the sky, pretending to be mourning: "What is the law of heaven! Brother, I'm here to accompany you!"

The patrolman was extremely impatient, he drew his knife and sharpened the scabbard, and issued a clanging warning sound.The crowd scattered in fright.

In another restaurant, Chen You looked down at this side, raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, and gestured to the policeman to accept.

Seeing Chen You's gesture, the patrol dragged Ding Lu back to the Yamen.After the patrolling and arresting people gathered together again, they talked long and short.

Someone dragged the printing paper and ostentatiously walked through the city, saying triumphantly: "This inscription is a proof, to show that I have seen the great writer Ding! I want to go back to my hometown and tell the folks about this strange story, hahaha!"

Chen You glanced at Cui Niao behind him, saw that he was still stunned, and said fiercely: "Hurry up and write it down."

Cui Niao looked innocent again: "My lord, what do you remember?"

Chen You couldn't bear to take a long breath, grabbed Cui's curly hair and beat him up. "Remember public opinion can counteract official power and save your little life! When will you become popular!"

While being beaten, Cui Niao took out a notebook and wrote it down in a hurry. "My lord, I remember it, I remember it, it hurts!"

The author has something to say:

I feel that the writing power is not enough, and it burns my brain.

The setting is An Yi with split personality, a disease that can be cured.It's okay to write Mo Chasing Silly Baitian, but An Xing's fine points can't be controlled. If I can't write it, I will forcefully explain it here.An Xiao's character is a bit sick, he is sick but not harmful.An Yi's normal personality is in memory, easy-going but not stupid, self-respect, self-love and self-improvement are in line with the 24-character socialist core values.

I have explained before that Mo Zhui is An Yi's character, and An Prostitution is also An Yi's character. When these two characters are integrated, it is the real and complete An Yi.

My big boss hasn't come out yet, but after he comes out, I think he and An Yi are a perfect match.

I mean the perfect match~~~

Of course I won't force it.

After reading a post, I was discussing whether to indicate the source of some famous poems in the text, and then many answers suggested that, except for the familiar poems like Jing Yesi, it is better to indicate the source of the unpopular ones.Otherwise, readers will think it was written by the author, so handsome.

Then I will mark it, and I will mark it when I quote it in the future.

The jade window throws green pipes, and the clear sleeves cover the silver luan. ——Tang and Li Yuan, "Watching Lian Jurchen's Burial"

Shyly walking more and more lightly, called Pingting. ——Apricot Garden Fang by Tang and Yin E

Zixi, Zixi, why do you meet like this? ——[Author] Anonymous [Dynasty] Pre-Qin

The state is the highest, and the state is self-contained. ——Wang Guowei's "Human Words"

Acquaintances are all over the world, and how many people can know each other well. —— "Zeng Guang Xian Wen"

If a bosom friend does not appreciate it, he will return to his hometown in autumn. ——Tang and Jia Dao, "After Inscribing Poems"

The new web cleaning is coming again. For the sake of safety, I still change the name of the article back to "Royal First Class Registered Painter".Modern prose cannot be bureaucratic, and my ancient prose can also be guarded against it.