Chapter Eighty-Three: Time in the World Is Unforgiving
Q: What's the best way to block a topic?
A: There's nothing better than another, hotter topic. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
As for clarifying the facts, that is after the hotter topics come out, and we will clarify them when everyone is not talking about it and the heat is still there. As for the news of the loss of morality and resignation, Meng Yue felt that the more clarified, the more unclear it would be.
When Meng Yue wiped the eggs off her head, she had a vague idea, she couldn't let herself be passive, if she kept being passive, no one could say what kind of chain reaction would happen. She can't just hope for Master Meng's protection, and she can't just hide in the back, let Wang Li kill the gods in front of her, and the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha.
She is a traverser, so she should establish the dignity of a traverser. As for what is the dignity of a traverser? It doesn't matter, but what matters is that the father, who is nearly half a hundred years old, cannot be allowed to suffer for her, a bear girl who has changed her core.
Wang Li sent the father and daughter all the way back to Meng Yuan, and after talking with Master Meng for a while, they still had to go on an errand. When he got up, Wang Li noticed that something was wrong with Master Meng, he was sweating profusely for a while, and he seemed to be shaking again: "Uncle Meng, where are you unwell?"
Master Meng wanted to wait for Wang Li to leave and then order someone to ask for a doctor, but he didn't expect to be seen by Wang Li: "A little uncomfortable, you go on an errand by yourself, and I will order someone to ask for a doctor." ā
"I'll ask for a doctor for Uncle Meng by the way. "The father of the mountain bird, how can there be a reason not to sell well, besides, it is also a piggybacking business.
Master Meng was not hypocritical, he nodded and responded, he was really uncomfortable, so he didn't have much to do with Wang Li. As soon as Wang Li's front foot left, Master Meng held the table and covered his stomach with his back foot, the whole person looked extremely painful, the sweat on his body was like a stream, a burst of cold and a burst of heat, cold sweat when it was cold, but no sweat when it was hot.
Master Meng is not a three- or five-year-old child, so he naturally knows that his current symptoms are very dangerous. At this moment, to put it mildly, Master Meng felt the passage of his life, which he had never felt, and he knew that the time in the world would not spare anyone.
Meng Yue washed up and came out again, the doctor was cutting the pulse for Master Meng, it was originally just a wind chill, and it had improved, but now it became typhoid fever. Meng Yue is used to knowing that Master Meng is thinking heavily, but now he knows what Master Meng's mind is like: "Dad, you take care of it, the outside is short and long, I will clean it up by myself." ā
In this regard, Master Meng just nodded, if it was in the past, Master Meng would inevitably say "Everything has its own father", but at this moment, Master Meng felt that time had taken something away from him, so he only smiled and said: "Okay, my father knows that he has grown up every year and can take on the wind and rain by himself." ā
Even if Meng Yue is really only a teenager, he feels very happy when he hears Master Meng's affirmation and encouragement: "Then you have to obediently listen to the doctor's words, don't work hard if you don't let you work, let you sleep well, let you eat what you eat, don't be bitter, don't care about what happens outside." ā
"Good. "The chicks will eventually fly by themselves, as an elder, Master Meng is both reluctant and full of satisfaction.
After staring at Master Meng after taking the medicine, and watching him start to get sleepy when the medicine came up, Meng asked the doctor to come to see him again tonight, and then went back to the studio. The room was full of shelves of valuable rice paper, which was rare to see after thousands of years, and Meng Yue's heart suddenly stabilized. She is not alone, she still bears the honor and disgrace of Master Meng, life and death, and humanity carries a heavy burden and travels far, that's it.
"I am also a traverser, Taizu, then I will pull your tiger skin as a banner. Muttering to the crossing Taizu who didn't know if he had returned to the modern era, Meng Yue spread out the paper, she wanted to draw a story of crossing the Taizu and being reborn as a daughter.
Thanks to this Da Ming, thanks to the traverser Taizu, who wrote about the royal family and the same people, which His Majesty has been installed in countless stories.
It is true that the lack of virtue is not a major fault, and it is not her fault at all. But the rumors and rumors in the world are mostly spread by false rumors, passed around, all of them are as if they are on the scene, and everyone jokes about them, and in the end, they are really rumors, and they can't control it.
After a few drafts of the story were roughly drawn, Meng Yue showed it to Lu Chuying, and there was only one problem with this method, that is, whether it was topical enough. Rebirth, sexual transformation, just these two themes that have not appeared in the Ming Dynasty are enough to make people talk about it, not to mention that it is Taizu.
There is a little talk book about Taizu, but if the quality is good, it will attract countless followers. At first glance, Lu Chuying was quite happy, saying that Meng Yue was finally going to attack Taizu, and then he looked at the smiling face that completely exploded: "My God, how can you think of anything." ā
Lu Kunlang: "What, I'll take a look." ā
Then the couple held the picture book and looked at it, and after reading it, the couple looked at Meng Yue together, laughing, surprised, and surprised.
Meng Yue: "How about it, sir, will it be called Beijing Paper?"
"It's not just the paper that is expensive, but the tea is also expensive. ā
"Why?"
"Compared with picture books, isn't it more suitable for storytelling and drama. ā
Lu Kunlang laughed: "That's right, Ah Meng first wrote the story roughly, and you, Mr. Lu, know a few storytellers very well, and ask them to help write the storyteller." I will find a proper playwright here, write out the script of Yue Opera, and tell Delin Ban to hurry up, and the picture book review and drama will be put on the market together, how can there be no reason why it will not attract heated discussions. ā
Lu Chuying nodded, nodded and drank tea, smacked her mouth a few times and slammed the table and laughed: "Hahaha...... Accepting herself as a daughter so quickly is really like the character of Dazu. Hahaha...... After worrying about whether to marry a man or a woman...... That's what Taizu, it's really laughing to death!"
Lu Kunlang and Meng Yue said: "Look at your husband, you will know that when this picture book comes out, it is not only expensive in the city, but it will be empty and everyone will talk about it." ā
In this way, Meng Yue was relieved, originally she wanted to stir up the heat, but now it seems that there is no need to fry it. Delin Ban is the largest Yue Opera troupe in Nanjing, but whenever there is a new play, it can attract countless fans to line up to buy tickets, as long as Delin Ban is willing to take this play, then this matter is fine.
"I see you've got a foreshadowing here, and it seems like you're not going to let this story come to a happy end?"
"Yes, tragedy...... More thought-provoking. ā
Lu Chuying shook her head: "No, if you write about Taizu, no matter what others do in the story, Taizu will definitely have a happy ending, otherwise, you don't want to write this story." ā
This is the unspoken rule of writing the story of Taizu Doujin, Meng Yue only understood after Lu Yuying said: "Okay." ā
After a while, Pin Chuying couldn't help but fold her arms and laugh: "Oh my God, it's really funny, how desperate Taizu should have been when he first became a daughter." Wise I, for the country, for the people and for the people's livelihood, actually gave him this, Taizu will really ......"
"Beginning to doubt life?"
"Hahahaha...... Yes, yes, yes, start doubting life. ā
#太ē„: If that happens, you will lose me#