Clam Pearl

The season of returning to Beijing has already entered the early summer, and the curtains on the shaft car are gone, and the fine silk is replaced.Gu Zhao's journey was full of rain, wind, and flying dust. Under the harsh road conditions in ancient times, such poetic and picturesque scenes as spring flowers, autumn moon, and geese flying across the sky were unthinkable.

On the not-so-spacious pipeline, a group of travelers returning home were tired and walked unhurriedly. Under extreme boredom, the pigeons held a leather slingshot and kept shooting birds on the road. All he wants is bird food, so as long as he wants the bird, there is nothing he can't get.

Pity this journey, I don’t know how many innocent birds were shot down by him as a pastime. At first he got off the donkey to pluck the beautiful feathers, and then went home to do crafts and decorations for money. Later, the donkey didn’t even bother to get off No, just because of being bored here and hurting lives.

Outside the car window, there was another applause. Gu Zhao put down the new chapter written by Gu Maobing in his hand, raised his head slightly, smiled, ignored it, and only carefully wrote a brush with red paint on the manuscript. Gougou draws a picture, draws it well, doesn't say much, and puts the chapter lightly on the table set up in the car, taps the red letter lightly with his hand, and said lightly: "Words and music are of course important, Ning Caichen will sing again." More words and sentences, that is just a method that other people will use, if it is you, you can write more songs and songs, you can write more than Xue Yanhe, compared to how many people in Beijing rely on songs and songs for their livelihood, There are so many things he is not as good as, how dare you write poems on it? I'm ashamed for you."

Stretching out his hand, he rolled up one side of the scroll and hit Gu Maobing hard on the head. After finishing the beating, Gu Zhao dropped the scroll and closed his eyes to rest.

There was another loud applause from outside the car, and this time, Gu Zhao ordered lightly to the outside of the car shaft: "Xiaozi, those birds are flying well, just hit one or two."

Xizai responded, ran to the back and reprimanded a few times, the car finally returned to silence, this kind of silence made Gu Maobing scratch his ears and cheeks even more when he was sitting on his knees, he peeked at his little uncle from time to time, obviously, I am a little older than him, but he is afraid, everything that my little uncle does is so different from others, but what he does is so that you can't pick the thorns, and now he is the best at writing dramas His abilities were all criticized for his wanting to live and die, but he still couldn't talk about it.

Gu Maobing didn't know where his problem was, just like when he was lying on the courtyard wall before, he also heard his master tell those little plays. He listened to it for seven years, not only listened, but also had his own experience. Also changed quietly ran out to sing Yetai, not only sang, he also became popular.In terms of writing dramas, he thinks he has seen the world, but where did the little uncle learn such skills?

Gu Zhao looked at his nephew thinking hard, very pitiful, but unfortunately, in the radish field of the Gu family, he couldn't afford a big guy anymore, he could only force him, even if it was forced Even if he died, he would have to write something different.

It is true that Gu Zhao does not have any talent for writing, but he has many years of experience as a teacher and the experience of listening to a sea of ​​good stories in that life. C's literary talent has been pushed forward, and the skill of pushing forward, let's push it a little bit, it should be ok.

Secret letter from the capital, Your Majesty is becoming more and more weird now, and doesn't trust anyone. A month ago, Your Majesty suddenly found out that the gatekeepers of the Gu family were guarding all the important towns in the southeast and northwest of his home. His Majesty suddenly became dissatisfied with the Gu family. The good atmosphere that had warmed up just now quietly faded away.Gu Yan was very anxious and didn't know what to do.

Gu Zhao's head swelled a little. Thinking of that letter, he still suppressed his boredom and didn't bother Gu Maobing.

Gu Maobing finally picked up the brush, drew a few strokes on the newly prepared paper, and was stunned again.

Gu Zhao said lightly on the side: "In that play, it's not just Qiannv Niang and Ning Caichen, but also you, how do you look at it, you have to rub your own feelings into the book, and there are people around you. Shu Youjing, why do you only look at them in front of them, have you looked at them from behind? Whether it is Qiannvniang or Ning Caichen, they did not know each other before that, Qiannvniang came here to harm Ning Caichen, you Why did you write her so passionately from the beginning? The intention here is too high, think again."

Gu Maobing's eyes lit up for a moment, and he didn't write any more. He just put down the brush and closed his eyes to think about things. Perhaps it was because Gu Zhao put too much pressure on him, so he lifted the curtain of the car and climbed out. Curtain, pointing to the roof, it seems that the guy went to the roof to blow the air again.

Gu Zhao stretched out his hand and fetched a book of stories from the side to read. These stories are very short, mostly good is rewarded with good, evil is rewarded with evil, fools in the countryside, loyal in court, filial sons in the folk, virtuous women in the family, all praise virtues, A book of righteousness.

These stories are so short that there is no embellishment, a villain, very bad, who came from there and went there again.The lord was tempted to do evil things. Therefore, a sage came out and told the lord, ah, that is a bad person, too bad. He gave an example or just said a word that the wicked person said.Well, qualitative, that guy should be killed!So the king killed him.The whole country prostrates on the ground and praises you, the king, you are so shrewd.

That's the story.

Hey, I don’t know how to write promotional materials, and the government doesn’t pay enough attention to it. Gu Zhao put aside the storybook and looked up at the roof of the car, hoping that the guy upstairs can bring a new literary path to this era. It is much stronger to be a monarch, the hegemon will die, the soldiers will die, and the country will perish. Looking at the times, it is the spirit and culture that live the longest.

Gu Qi will disappear in the era, but Gu Er may not necessarily be a celebrity forever.

How to write literary works suitable for this era, and romance novels that can confuse this era, this may be a big topic, how should I put it, oops, this is not the business of Xiaosheng, Xiaosheng can only write an outline at most, and writing a story is a building Come on this one.

Gu Zhao was careful not to disturb him, so he ordered Xizai to invite Mr. Ding Jiu to teach him how to play chess, to talk about interesting stories, unofficial history, and official history. The writing style was destroyed, crushed, crushed, and discounted time and time again. For Gu Maobing, this process was a nightmare for a lifetime. Years later, his nightmare still revolves around this tone.

The only goal of these kinds of blows is to try to train a good pen that pretends to be a ghost before entering Shangjing.

Gu Zhao doesn't think there's anything wrong with ruining Gu Maobing's pen at all. They live under the big tree of Gu's family now. Even if you have such hobbies, you also have to dress and eat. Without Gu's family, at best Gu Maobing It's just an actor's material.

In Xia Qiyue, the road home is getting greener and greener, and the avenue is getting wider and wider. When it enters the Jingzhong Road, Gu Zhao's heart is like an arrow. It has been many years, and he has never missed home so much. Thinking of big brother, thinking of girl, thinking of big brother, thinking of the osmanthus tree in his small yard, he even thinks that Jiao Hong is not so annoying anymore, and Gu Minglang's live monkey can still tolerate mischief.

When he was away from home, many things had nothing to do with him, but it was quite easy. Now that he is back, the person he deliberately avoided and forgotten has become clear again. When he returns, how should he be treated, how should he see him, how should he look at him? Him, forget him?Easier said than done.

A torrential downpour with lightning interspersed with it crashed down, hindering Gu Zhao's way home. Originally, he thought that he had to go back before the city gate closed today. Was it God's unwillingness?

Gu Zhao ordered Xizai and the others to park the car, and everyone who could hide in the car went to hide, but he leisurely took Gu Maobing and Mr. Ding Jiu to stand in Shiliting, watching the heavy rain outside, a string of A string of holes were smashed out of the ground, and bubbles were smashed out.

In the mountains in the distance, the color of the rain was blurred, and the black donkey riding the pigeon didn't know what happened, it stood in the rain and barked vigorously.

"Hey, we haven't said anything since we can't go back. What is your animal complaining about?" Gu Huaizi, wearing a coir raincoat, went over and kicked the animal, kicking the pigeon so distressed, he hurriedly ran out of the car in the rain , put a grass bag on his donkey and gagged it, and took it aside in the rain.

Gu Huaizi entered the pavilion with a smile on his face, took off his coir raincoat and threw it aside, and said to Gu Zhao, "Qi Ye, don't worry, this thunderstorm will pass away in a moment, who will leave you in your own house today?" Inside."

Gu Zhao smiled and didn't say a word, just worried that his elder brother would worry about him. He heard the letter yesterday, and he might be waiting at the east gate today.

Just as he was thinking, Xizai pointed to the distance and shouted: "Qi Ye, there are people, they are riding horses, there are many horses."

When Gu Zhaowen heard this, he raised his head and saw that on the official road far away, a dozen or so people hurriedly rushed over. These people were all wearing coir raincoats and bamboo hats, so they couldn't see their faces clearly, but they seemed to be coming for him.

Just as he was thinking, this group of people came before him in a blink of an eye.

The rain was pouring, did Gu Yan fall? He walked into the Shili Pavilion stepping on the mud, he took off his bamboo hat, and laughed at his younger brother.

"I knew it, I won't run far, and I'll be able to receive it soon."

Gu Zhao was stunned, looking at his elder brother who was wearing a coir raincoat and dripping water all over his body.

"Brother, it's raining so hard, just wait, why did you run out?" After finishing speaking, he took the cotton cloth that Xizai handed over, and walked over, ready to help the old brother take off his coir raincoat and wipe it off.

Gu Yan waved his hand: "It's done, let's go home with my brother first, the water has just been poured, and I can run on the road, let them go back slowly." After finishing speaking, he wanted to say a few words of kiss to his brother in front of people Thick and shameless, he just scolded the people around him sternly and said: "Everyone failed the exam, look, your seventh master is skinny!"

Gu Yan smiled: "I've lost some weight there, obviously I've gained weight, and my brother is putting a hat on someone again!" After speaking, he put on the coir raincoat that he had carefully prepared, and brought a bamboo hat to the outside of the hall.

Gu Yan scratched the mud on his feet with a horsewhip, and smiled comfortably: "Oh, it's been a long time since I heard Xiaoqi speak southern dialect. I thought you were weird before, but now I hear it, damn it, it's so fucking pleasant to my ear .”

Gu Yan just smiled when he heard that, what southern dialect?Come on, let him go, the south is the south, he pulled the rein of the horse, Gu Huaizi wanted Gu Zhao to get on the horse, Gu Zhao waved his hand, at least he is also the son of the Gu family, he needs someone to help him on the horse, and he is not so delicate.

As soon as he crossed his legs, Gu Zhao got on the saddle neatly, pulled the rein and said to Gu Yan who was standing below smiling: "Brother, look at me, I'm starving to death, hurry up, come back, I'll take a shower when I go back It’s hot, I’m dying to ask my sister-in-law to help prepare a table of food from our Pingzhou bowl.”

"You don't need to say it! It's been prepared a long time ago, it's been three days!"

With a soft shout and a flick of the whip, Gu Yan and Gu Zhao plunged into the heavy rain.

Gu Maobing lifted the curtain of the car and looked at the backs of his uncle and uncle going away. He remembered that his father's back was like this when he was a child, so tall, so vigorous, like a mountain.

After thinking about it, Gu Maobing lifted the curtain of the car, wanted a coir raincoat, rode a tall horse, showed off his charm, and plunged into the rain. But, a gust of cold wind blew by, from the arms and wrists to the front, back, and back. The cold wind rolled on him against the skin, he shivered, retracted into the car, and sighed: "The jade whip curls up, like a dragon's arrogant rider, the uncle is a man, the slave is weak, and he is not resistant to cold, so I should hide." It’s right to hide.” After saying that, he pulled another thin quilt to cover him, preparing to sleep soundly in the rain.

A pot of large pieces of beef has been stewed for a whole day. The housewife of the Gu family knows how to do this. They smashed the bone marrow, stir-fried the whole piece of beef to remove the blood stains, combined with the bone marrow, and stewed it with various common spices. Put a large casserole with a lid on a small charcoal fire, wrap a damp cloth around the lid to hold your breath, and stew slowly.

The aroma of the meat soup in the pot under the corridor permeated the courtyard slowly, the girl and Gu Minglang were held in their arms by their respective grandmothers, and they waited while swallowing. There was never a lack of delicious food at home, but the beef cattle were hard to find, What's more, this dish is only cooked by the housewife when the son from afar returns home. There are many meanings mixed in, and this dish is indescribably delicious.

With his hands behind his back, Gu Yan walked around the table in the main room, and turned his head to complain to Lu Shi: "It came in the rain, it was washed away long ago, and it still hasn't come out after a long time!"

Lu Shi covered her mouth and smiled: "I know you're anxious, you're a little Qi like you with an old skin and hard bones, you just ask him to warm up with hot water, don't get gonorrhea later, you will be even more sad."

While the two were talking, Jiao Hong interjected: "Master Xiao Qi is coming to this chapter, the master is happy to see it, and his brows are all relaxed."

Lu Shi covered her mouth and smiled, and she was also kind to Jiaohong: "No, fleas have been on his body since a while ago, but today it's better that the old cow has turned him around."

Everyone in the room laughed, Ya'er also covered her mouth and laughed, Su patted her granddaughter's head and blamed: "Little man, what do you know, you also laugh."

Ya'er pursed her lips, looked up at her grandma and said, "Seventh Lord, Tang!"

Coax...the whole room burst into laughter.

Clutching her stomach, Lu pointed to that side and said, "Do you think your Seventh Grandpa is a sticky man?"

Just as they were talking, Yunniang brought a few little girls, and one of the girls happily entered the room with a food box. After entering the room, Yunniang took the food box and walked in front of everyone, opened the food box and smiled at Lu Shi said: "This journey was full of fire. I was thinking, I should make some good soup to clear the fire and give it to Qi Ye. No, it is also stewed in a casserole. Mung bean soup is new beans sent by my hometown. It's so sweet, even from last night to now, the whole day, I can't see a single bean, and it's easy to eat."

Lu looked at her, and smiled kindly at her: "Well, you have a heart."

Jiao Hong curled her lip at her daughter-in-law, Wang Shi, who quietly withdrew, and after a while, she came in with two maids carrying food boxes, and brought eight plates of exquisite dim sum that Jiao Hong had prepared long ago.

Lu Shi still praised kindly.

Finally came out of the shower, Gu Zhao was refreshed, first met with his sister-in-law, and then sat together and chatted, how about Jinyu's son-in-law, how did he give the dowry, and how surprised the little county was. One piece, how well Jinyu got better when he returned home, how harmonious he was with his son-in-law, etc.

The women here have been busy for many months for Jinyu's marriage, isn't it just to listen to this? After Gu Zhao finished speaking, they were still full of questions, but Gu Yan became impatient. Mi's all resigned.

Majesty, how majestic it is, Gu Zhao is very envious, and he will practice this intimidating temperament in the future.

The hot meat soup bibimbap is delicious and smooth, and it tastes good. The meat has long been rotten like meat porridge. The delicious Gu Zhao even ate three bowls, but he hasn't eaten it for many years. He still ate it in Pingzhou Fucheng when he was a child. It's just that in these years, no one has done it for him.

"Uncle, eat some tea soup, it will melt the oil, and we will make it sometime when we have a good cow." Lu Shi was worried that he would accumulate food, and said nothing to tell him to eat.

Mrs. Lu ordered the little girls to clean up. After cleaning up, they all retreated with them. Gu Yan checked that there was no one around, and then brought Gu Zhao to the secret room. All the stones that Gu Zhao collected in Huaishan are here.

"Now, everything that should be prepared has been prepared, and the brother is the only one who is missing. A few days ago, I also saw the gold nuggets quietly sent by Bi Liangli. I have already found slaves to knock them into gold pages."

Speaking of this, Gu Yan looked at his younger brother with some unbearable heart, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother thinks he can do anything, but now he has turned over my family's wealth. The gold doesn't know that brother is there." How long did it take to save so much? When I first saw it, I was taken aback! I feel that I have seen the world of such high-quality red gold... That is the red gold of a thousand gold, why would you be willing to do so?"

Gu Zhao smiled, and said indifferently: "Floating things that you don't bring with you when you are born, and you don't take away when you die, since you can earn it at the beginning, you can also earn it in the future. Brother, don't think about those branches. Now, there is good news for you. Brother, our big problem is finally solved."

Gu Yan was overjoyed and hurriedly asked why.

Gu Zhao told him in detail how he discovered that Gu Maobing could write dramas, how he felt that this kid was talented, and how we would clean him up on the way.

After Gu Yan listened, he didn't speak for a long time. Finally, he lit a few incense sticks and put them in the incense burner in the secret room. After paying respects to the Buddha statue in the secret room, he said: "Could it be that this happened to our family? It's strange that my brother came. , that second nephew also met Qi Qi, if not, how could our family have such a chance, one thing after another, happened at this time?"

When he said this, Gu Zhao also became furious, and felt, uh, his mind is confused by his silence.