Daguanyuan Food Research Bureau

God sprinkled wisdom in the world, but you opened an umbrella.

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In this world, there are two ancient and mysterious organizations. They have a large number of members, hide in the crowd, come and go without a trace, have no leader, but are loyal to their organization.

In order to compete for the three major sites of bean curd, soy milk and zongzi, there was even a melee that lasted for several years.

These two organizations are called the Sweet Party and the Salty Party.

Chen Wendao felt that starting today, he might have completely rebelled from the Xian Party.

He pinched his throat. Coarse salt is completely different from modern finely processed edible salt. When he came down, he felt that his mouth was dehydrated in an instant, and his whole body wall was about to separate...if he was a plant.

Chen Wendao felt that he had vaguely seen an old woman standing on the bridge quietly cooking soup.

All his last chances of luck were shattered.

Chen Wendao stammered, but he never expected that Mu Shi could guess more than half of those simplified characters.

Now he has no way to talk nonsense, and he didn't expect that after listening to him read the pinyin a few times, the other party actually figured out the way.

Mu Shi carefully discriminated and analyzed the characters he wrote with charcoal like ghosts, and asked curiously: "What is the Grand View Garden?"

Even if this will be untied, Chen Wendao, who knows the strength of the opponent, still hesitates and hesitates to speak.

This is his last secret, the fact that he is a time traveler.

He raised his eyes to look at Mu Shi, subconsciously a little afraid, and for a moment seemed to see the thorns in the tail class of his student days again.

Obviously, he had already delivered the medicine to Lin Ruhai through his subordinates, and when Lin Fu came to find him, he was ordered to put a sack in it, and dragged here like a human trafficker.

Thinking of the people accompanying him calling this person "Little Prince", Chen Wendao broke out in a cold sweat down his back. This is not a noble person, he is obviously a gangster.

This country is hopeless.

At this time, the car stopped slowly at the pier.

Mu Shi glanced at him: "I don't have time to listen to your long speeches, just talk about it briefly." He was very concerned about the word Erfang, since he wanted to kill his best friend, there was no excuse to let him go.

Chen Wendao had a bitter face, could this be explained clearly in two or three sentences?

Mu Shi smiled and slowly stretched out his hand to the side of coarse salt.

Chen Wendao was so frightened that his shit was running out, and he cried: "I said, I said... I am a person from the future. This world is a novel called A Dream of Red Mansions. When Jia Yuanchun was visiting his relatives, Rongguo Mansion built a garden called Grand View Garden..."

He finished talking like a machine gun in one breath, and looked up a little apprehensively, afraid that the other party would think he was talking nonsense, and even more afraid that the other party would be poked because he couldn't accept it for a while.

Unexpectedly, Mu Shi still had a casual expression on his face. He couldn't tell anything just by looking at his expression, but he pushed the bag of candied fruit in front of him: "Well, follow the rules and have one."

Chen Wendao seemed to be pardoned, the salty feeling in his mouth was really uncomfortable, he quickly picked up a dried apricot and stuffed it into his mouth.

The next moment, his face was blue and white, and he almost stumbled and almost crawled out of the car. As soon as his feet hit the ground, ignoring the severe pain in his ankles, he bent his body, supported the shaft and vomited.

That kind of sweet stimulation keeps stimulating his brain, Chen Wendao never knew that there are still things that can be so sweet that they are bitter, and even disgustingly greasy.

He thought, he graduated from Sweet Party too.

Mu Shi stepped out of the car with his hands behind his back, just as Chen Wendao squatted down on the shaft of the car, he stepped on it without hesitation without even looking at it, and easily got off the car as a pedal.

Lu Ren pretended not to hear the wailing, secretly sympathized with Chen Wendao in his heart, and hurriedly said to Mu Shi: "I have sent someone to investigate, there is indeed a scam on Lu Lu, and it seems that it is only aimed at Mr. Chen."

Just now he didn't follow the official path, just thinking that Chen Wendao's younger brothers might come to rescue him.

Remembering what Chen Wendao said when he used a sack to cover his head and made people beat Chen Wendao, Mu Shi guessed more than half of the situation this time.

This time the test questions were leaked by Chen Wendao. He felt that Chen Wendao was a strange person. He had a team of loyal younger brothers who even helped him successfully steal the test questions from the tribute courtyard. Yes, it can be seen that the ability is not small.It's a pity that their boss doesn't seem to have a good brain. The topic he got was copied by the servants around him, and he was still in the capital and Jinling.

Moreover, this kid has reported to Nanwei and stayed in Jinling to prepare for the exam. What is he doing in Yangzhou?

Mu Shi only gave a "hmm", without any surprise, silently looked at the pier where people were coming and going, thought for a moment, and then asked: "Is there any movement in Nanwei?"

Lu Ren nodded: "Prince Zhongshun arrived in Jinling today, and the order from the superior said that the director is in charge of Nanwei..."

This time Enke was the emperor's own question. After seeing the "Chunwei test question" that was circulated in the world, the emperor was furious, and it was obvious that it was true.

If the test questions were leaked, they would definitely have to reissue the questions. They couldn't go back before Chunwei, and if they really wanted to deal with those who were responsible, they had to do so before the examination papers were graded.

The capital city is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, which is fine. At this time, it is even more necessary to send reliable people to Jinling, the Nanwei Examination Site, to sit in charge.

Just thinking about many possibilities, Mu Shi didn't expect Prince Zhongshun to arrive.

While thinking about the contents of the mansion newspaper, he typed the draft of the letter to Mr. Wei, staring at the sparkling surface of the canal in a daze, and Chen Wendao, who was lying on the ground behind him, couldn't help shouting "water", he suddenly laughed and said, "That's all. ,Step by step."

Lu Ren blinked: "How?"

Mu Shi gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "The first step in this battle, we have to take the human sacrifice flag first. Throw Chen Wendao into the river!"

"what?"

"Isn't he thirsty?" Mu Shi said indifferently, "Let him drink his fill and bring him up when he finds the boat."

Lu Ren's back was hairy.

This is definitely to resent the other party for making these things, and also came to Yangzhou to interrupt your vacation, hey!

When everyone in Beijing and the people involved in the test were panicking, Chun Wei still arrived.

Jia Zhu walked through the dragon gate with a basket in one hand and a candle in the other, followed by a crowd of people. The surrounding was tense and quiet, with nothing but a violent heartbeat. He listened intently to the invigilator's call, and was ushered into a small room. house.

Immediately, the examiner read the discipline of the examination room, and the newly appointed chief and deputy examiners came out to perform a set of etiquette.

Seeing that the chief examiner had really changed, many of them felt a little bit of a thud in their hearts, knowing that the matter of leaking the question was true, and they were inexplicably a little nervous.

Jia Zhu buried her head in answering the question. During the exam, she heard a man screaming in a daze, but it sounded like it was far away in the sky, so she didn't pay much attention.

There are three exams in Shiwen, Policy Theory, and Poetry and Fu. One exam lasts three days. When Jia Zhu came out, he didn't know that there was a case of being arrested in the middle of the exam. After sighing for a while, he took the car back to the house, and after saying hello to his elders, he was able to return to his room. He only had time to say a few words to Li Wan and Jia Lan before falling asleep.

After this sleep, he slept until dawn. After waking up, Jia Zhu sat quietly in the study, looking at the half-shelf of books and the manuscripts he had copied, feeling as if he was in another world and at a loss.

It's over.

After lunch, Jia Zhu suddenly remembered that a certain little girl hadn't come yet.

He wondered: "The last time I came back from the township test, Baoyu ran several times. How come it's noon this time and hasn't come to see me?"

When Li Wan heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "Maybe the uncle is busy with the imperial examinations, so that she can't come here, and we three girls are not allowed to be busy and have no time to see brother?"

Jia Zhu was surprised: "What can she be busy with?"

She doesn't go to school, and spends all day idling in the mansion, tossing around wantonly, walking cats and dogs, how can she still be busy?

Li Wan sighed: "I have a sister-in-law in Beijing who has a difficult family. She came to our house to be a teacher for the girl. This sister-in-law is notoriously strict. I'm afraid Baoyu has really met the Tathagata."

Speaking of meeting Tathagata, Jia Ying felt that it was more like meeting the dean of teaching. She was sitting in a well-behaved manner, but her mind was wandering.

"Women's virtues don't need to be clever to distinguish differences; women's words don't need to be eloquent; women's looks don't need to be beautiful... Concentrate on spinning, don't make jokes, clean up the wine and food, and serve guests. This is what is called a woman. Gong. Miss San, how do you understand it?"

This sister-in-law Li's hair is combed shiny, without any broken hair, and the clothes on the collar and shoulders don't even have any wrinkles. sleep.

When Jia Ying heard her being called, she bit the bullet and translated.

She had already been admonished by this lady when she raised her point before, and even sued Mrs. Wang, so now she only dared to complain in her head.

She doesn't deny that there are positive things in it, and she doesn't want to blindly deny it just because she is a modern person and thinks about freedom and equality. It's just that, personally, she always feels that as long as she doesn't do things that hurt the world or touch other people, What a person wants is his own choice, rather than being framed and asked what he should do.

Not everything is preordained.

She likes beautiful things, so she doesn't want to go against her heart to deny them. She doesn't like spinning, and no one can really say that women have to do this.

Jia Ying was thinking wildly, the room was dark, and there was a gloomy lady who was telling her "Four Books for Women".

She took out her many years of experience of being absent-minded in class, but felt that the time was too long, subconsciously tilted her head, and saw Daiyu smiling at her covering her mouth at the door.

The next moment, several heads poked out from the door.

Yingchun, Tanchun, Xichun, Baochai, even Shi Xiangyun is there.

Yingchun looked at her with a smile, Tanchun grinned, Xichun was still expressionless, but stared at her with concern, Baochai bent his eyes, Xiangyun winked and grimaced at her.

These girls, who are only ten years old, have different personalities and hobbies, and have excellent talents and looks. They have not been trimmed in any way, like different flowers, vividly blooming with their own postures.

Jia Ying felt that the world had finally become colorful.

The author has something to say: ah ah ah ah ah the timeline can be adjusted in the next chapter, so happy!

In my opinion, the biggest tragedy of the Red Chamber is that, no matter what kind of temperament, in the Dream of the Red Chamber, it is inevitable that there will be no good death in the end.

If she is as gentle as Yingchun, she will be bullied, but if she is as strong as Wang Xifeng, she will have too much helplessness.

True temperament is like Daiyu, or thoughtfulness is like Baochai, neither can be both.

In the end, all the girls had no choice but to go to that, and the ending was written in "The Twelve Hairpins of Jinling".

Cao Xueqin has already explained in the first chapter that making the boudoir public and describing the boudoir feelings of boudoir is not a book of resentment to the world.

There are already too many conspiracies and schemes, and I know that the original book also has a lot of clever code words, but in the end, I still want them to be happy and be treated gently by the world.

Share a passage I saw on Zhihu:

Cao Gong wrote about Feng Geer's viciousness and narrowness, but from time to time he expressed his admiration for her talent.He even mentioned through Ping'er's mouth that she is not vicious and can't do things well in this position; he wrote about Baochai's grandeur and self-respect, but sometimes he turned around to remind readers that this girl's heart is as calm as a snow cave, and she has no addictions. There is also no deep affection; he writes about the vulgarity of the women, and always sympathizes with their hardships in life, and laments that they were once bright girls... Cao Xueqin sees everything clearly, but he never harbors any prejudice.He knows that many actions of people are often limited by the situation, and they are not a last resort.It is this kind of compassion and respect that tolerates the common people that creates the colorful grandeur of Dream of the Red Chamber.