Chapter 301 The Emperor who walked off the altar
Well, this domineering poem was written by Mr. Zhu Yuanzhang, so it is obvious who the clay sculpture is that it is.
Fortunately, only three people know the original author of this poem, except him, Ruohan and Rou Niang. The three of them exchanged their eyes and decided to keep this secret forever.
Tiezhu asked the three of them to go to the innermost part of the hall, which was not airtight and was particularly warm when the fire started. In order to make the adults more comfortable, Tiezhu also brought Taizu's altar over, wiped the dust and patted it, and smiled and said, "It's wide, big and strong. If you want to read a book, you should use it as a desk. If you are sleepy, you should lie on it and sleep. It's better to lie on the ground."
Looking at the guard commander who was obviously black and thin, he whispered: "I have always wanted to say something to you... Thank you, brother." He was indeed full of gratitude for this guard commander who was affectionate and righteous, rough and delicate.
Tiezhu was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and smiled silly, "You are so polite, sir."
Silent patted his shoulder and smiled, "You're right."
"Then I'll go there first. They're starting to deal with the birds. I have to go and watch, don't waste it." Tiezhu said: "You ask Miss Rou to boil the water first and send it to you later."
"Go." Chen Silent smiled and said, "No hurry."
When Tiezhu left, Ruohan brought a basin of hot water and helped him remove the thick cloak. He squatted down silently, washed his hands with his pancreas, wiped his face, and washed away all the dust along the way.
Ruohan handed him a small box, which contained oil that was anti-trickle... She also used the "Ningxue Balm Paste" made with precious medicinal materials. She wiped it silently once, and the effect was indeed better, but she couldn't stand the fragrance on her body, so she firmly resisted it and only used this simple oil.
Chen Si wiped her face and hands, and Ruohan brought another basin of hot water. After sitting down, he squatted down to take off his boots. Sitting quietly looked at Ruohan. Under the light of the fire, her face became much thinner, and her skin and hair were not as delicate and shiny as before, but she showed a haggardness that she had never seen before.
I couldn't help feeling sad... Ruohan is a real daughter. Although she was also busy, she was all in Zhejiang. She had luxury cars and boats that could not be blown by the wind or rain. She was born with beauty and well-maintained after tomorrow, and her skin was blown so bright that it was not an exaggeration to say that it was as good as snow and frost.
Thinking of this, he bent down and gently pulled Ruohan's hand, but felt that the little hand was a little thicker. He couldn't help but feel sad again and said in a sarcastic voice: "Your hand..." but he couldn't say the following words, so he had to hold her hands tightly and let go.
Ruohan twitched his little hand, but did not twitch, so he had to let Shen Mo hold it. Seeing his heartache, Ruohan smiled indifferently: "Unless your fingers are not touched by spring water, then there is no one who can tick the hands in the twelfth lunar month? It's okay, it's all right, it's good to wait for spring."
"You must have never been touched before." Chen Mo gently rubbed Ruohan's back of his hand, as if he wanted to help her restore her original blow-out.
"I'm nothing," said Rou Niang, who was busy cooking by the fire, and said, "Sister Rou Niang's hands have cracked a small hole... She doesn't let me do those jobs that make water."
Chen Si felt even more uncomfortable. He bent down and refused to let Ruohan interfere. He washed his feet by himself and said softly: "Wait until you arrive in Xuzhou, buy two maids, so I feel distressed when I see it."
Ruohan shook his head and said, "For no reason, let others leave their hometowns with us." As he said that, he shook his two beautiful little hands in front of Shen Mo a few times, and learned from his tone, "And it, make sure that the weather is warm, I will give you a pair of blowing balls..."
He said in a hurry: "I didn't mean that, I just felt sorry for you..." But Ruohan gently pressed his lips and said to him affectionately: "A pair of hands can be rough for you, I'm willing to accept it." Then he realized that his movements were so bold, so he quickly withdrew his hand and said with a red face: "I believe that Rou Niang is the same."
The beauty has a deep affectionate kindness, which makes the silence not know how to repay it...
During the meal, the bird soup brought by Rou Niang turned out to be milky white, which looked quite attractive, and it smelled so much that it was so fragrant. After tasting it, he was even more appreciative. Chen Si gave a thumbs up and said, "This taste is really amazing, it is definitely the national level."
Rou Niang was embarrassed by his praise and whispered: "There is a shortage of ingredients, I'm making it blindly. It's good that adults can drink it."
"Oh? Don't believe it?" Chen Shuang scooped a spoonful of tea and smiled, "Ruohan, come and judge the reason." Then he sent it to Ruohan's mouth naturally. Ruohan took a sip with a red face, and his eyes shone brightly, "It is true that the characteristic of my Fengyinlou is to make fish soup. The skills of those chefs are well-known," he took another sip and praised: "The taste of your bird soup is even better." As he said that he had an occupational disease and asked, "What is your name?"
While handing the hot pancakes to the two of them, Rou Niang smiled and said, "What's the name for doing randomly?"
"That won't work," Ruohan said seriously while drinking the soup: "Can a dish become a famous dish? The name is very important... right?" Finally, he asked silently.
Chen Si was drinking soup dipped in cakes, and he was having a lot of fun. He heard this and nodded and said, "It's true that you are too wise."
"Look, I'm right." Ruohan said proudly to Rou Niang: "Our great talents all agree."
"Then give me a name, sister." Rouniang covered her mouth and chuckled.
Ruohan thought seriously, and said it was "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix" and "Dan Feng Yingxue" after thinking about it. After thinking about it, he felt that it was inappropriate, so he didn't even eat it and insisted on finding the most appropriate one. Rou Niang advised her to think about it slowly after the meal, but Ruohan only agreed not to change, Rou Niang had to ask for help and looked silent.
Chen Si had to swallow the food in his mouth and said, "I thought of a name too, it is definitely grand and attractive enough."
Ruohan urged: "What name? Tell me quickly."
"Yao, Shun, Yu, Tang." Chen Shun laughed and said, "How is it, is it so grand?"
Ruohan said, "I am still 'Qin Emperor and Han Wu'..."
"You don't understand, I do this." Silent smiled.
"I want to ask Jie Yuanlang how to master the method." Ruohan couldn't help but smile and said, "I want to hear how you arrange the four saints." Rou Niang also showed a curious expression.
"What does it have to do with the saint?" Silently explained: "My name is 'Bird Better Fish Soup'... Didn't you say that this bird soup is better than fish soup? That is, bird soup is better than fish soup, abbreviated..."
"Bird is better than fish soup?" Ruohan said a little dizzy: "This is... too much, right?"
"That doesn't matter," Chen Si laughed and said, "It's eye-catching enough, it's not completely unrestrained, right?"
"That's..." Ruohan swallowed and spitted.
"Will that be the end?" Chen Si shrugged and continued to eat.
Ruohan finally had nothing to say, and she could concentrate on eating after laughing for a while, but Rou Niang asked again and said, "Will those four saints blame them?"
"Of course not," Chen Si shook his head and smiled, "They are all in another world, and no matter how our descendants laugh and scold, they will never express their opinions." As he said that, he couldn't help but look at the mud doll standing in the middle of the hall, and said in his heart: "Even if the Emperor Zhu who drove out the Tartars and recreated China was shaped into mud dolls in the temple, it actually has nothing to do with the world of flowers." Obviously, this is an extension of Yangming Gong's "flower and tree theory". It can be seen that under the influence of the people around him, he cannot be immune to the influence of his mind.
I was silent and insomnia that night. He looked at the two girls who were sleeping tiredly and tiredly, and couldn't calm down for a long time. He asked himself for the first time: "Is it worth it for me to do this? There were still sixty or seventy years of peace in the Ming Dynasty. I just don't bother and live a good life. Why do I have to make trouble for myself and cause my family to be worried and scared? Their beloved suffer with me?' After leaving the familiar Jiangnan, the closer he got to the north, the more he was worried about his uncertain fate, and he became suspicious of his beliefs.
Let’s look at Zhu Yuanzhang, who has become a mud doll. The country is still alive, but the temple sacrifice is so ruined. He even feels that he should enjoy life and let the people around him live a better life. What if the flood is over after his death? Anyway, I can’t see it.
He thought of Yang Sheng'an's "Linjiangxian" again... The right and wrong, success and failure turned around, the green mountains were still there, and the sunset was red several times... His thoughts were even more negative. After understanding this, he even thought of seclusion with his family.
"What do you care about so much? Just live a good life," Chen Si looked at Emperor Zhu's Buddha statue again, and asked as if he was seeking confirmation: "Do you always say it?"
However, at this moment, a scene that he would never forget for his life happened - he shook his head when he saw "Emperor Zhu"!
Chen Si was so excited that he rubbed his eyes hard, and laughed: "It seems that it's time to go to bed, I'm so dazzled."
But the next second, he was completely shocked - the dust on the mud doll began to swell, as if the emperor with a very strong temper was about to step down from the altar and beat him, a dissatisfied citizen!!
Chapter completed!