Chapter 126 of the main text volume is either old or dead

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When you come out to relax, you must have something in your heart that needs to be distributed.

Shen Zhe didn't notice it himself, but when he was on the phone, he was sensed by Lin Yuhan.

So I met to play in Xiangshan for a day.

Not long after leaving the downtown area, Shen Zhe found that his life was very wrong in the past few days.

The affairs of the magazine and the academic community have been involved unconsciously. From "catching grasshoppers", I accidentally remembered the allusion of Confucius teaching his disciples, and suddenly knew that the responses I made were unnecessary.

I grew up smoothly, I never met a decent opponent, and I was suddenly besieged, and I was a little messy.

Confucius's grasshopper cannot speak of ice, and Zhuangzi's summer insect cannot speak of ice, and it can also be said that enlightenment is different and does not conspire with each other.

More and more of his works will inevitably be published in the future, which will inevitably disgust some people.

Grasshoppers think that there are only three seasons in a year, so what can they argue about?

The academic community doesn't look down on "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" in their bones, and they still do, throwing out a few new points of view, just to divert their attention.

Suddenly another joke came to mind.

Confucius, Mencius, and Shang Jun, the three of them sat down and discussed.

"I don't know, I don't know!"

"It's really comfortable to feel comfortable!"

Kong and Mencius glanced at each other and closed their eyes.

Shang Jun scolded: "Bird! The world is not clear, it is not white, it is turbid, what kind of system! Isn't it misleading to have no rules to follow? ”

Angrily said again: "Phew! Hypocrite! Still want to educate the world? ”

This joke is about the dispute between the Confucian concept, the two elders of Confucianism do the mean, and the Shang monarch insists on the truth.

So Kong Menglao died, and Shang Jun was killed.

So the Chinese people learned to "talk about people when they see people, and talk about ghosts when they see ghosts".

Of course, the story of "Zigong Asks the Times" is probably made up by later generations, because Confucius has always advocated silence and strange powers.

"I definitely want to die of old age, I'm sorry for Shang Jun......" Shen Zhe crooked his mouth.

There are only a few people in the academic world, and countless ordinary readers don't agree with them, so why should he care.

The Tao is different and does not conspire with each other, and they should be grasshoppers.

After figuring out some questions, Shen Zhe felt that his body was suddenly completely relaxed, as if he had changed people.

"I'm going to pick you up tomorrow morning, editor Heqi has been urging him several times, let's get the fairy tale published first......"

Because "Shuke and Beta" has been serialized for nearly half a year and has saved more than 60 episodes, many parents have called "Children's 365" to ask when it will be published. Today, this fairy tale has long become a favorite of children across the country, Shuke, Beta, Stinky Ball...... Each character is pleased, and the plot unfolds, as the righteous critters begin to fight the pirates.

I heard that in many kindergartens, teachers lead children to play games and start assigning them characters in stories.

The joy of flying a plane, when the pirate cries.

It's just that the content is scattered across a dozen magazines and supplements, and even parents are often confused.

Publication of collections has become an urgent need for all.

However, before publication, "Children's 365" magazine must first obtain the authorization of the two authors, and need to go to the editorial department.

Today and Saturday, the two played for a day, and they had to do it tomorrow, or it would be delayed until next week.

"After publication, I guess you will also be a little rich woman." Shen Zhe said with a smile.

Seeing that he was back to normal, Lin Yuhan's little face also became a lot more flaring.

Youth should fly.

……

At this time, at the Xiangshan Park Management Office, the two old men met.

"Old Han, come to eat and drink again? Come in and buy tickets, I'm not a charity! ”

"You old fellow, who dares to charge me for my tickets?"

"Come a few less, the hundreds of people below will rely on this money to pay their salaries, you are too much, we drink the northwest wind?"

"Forget it, a garden raises this number of people, shivering or shivering?"

"I can't take care of this, I went around just now, and I found more than a dozen of them, and I wronged a kid......"

"Okay, take out the inventory quickly, I have a benefit for you today!"

If Shen Zhe was here, he would be able to recognize at a glance that these two old men were the two old men he and Lin Yuhan met before and after in the park.

The old gentleman surnamed Han who sent a poem, but the other looked like a farmer.

The two old men entered an office in the management office, and the farmer-like old man muttered, took out half a bottle of wine from the drawer, and took two more glasses. Looking at the packaging of the wine bottle, it is estimated that it has been stored for decades, and it should be a treasure, and even the glass is antique.

"I drank half of it last time, and you're still thinking about it!"

The old farmer's voice was dissatisfied, but his movements were not slow, and he turned around to see that the other party was writing something on the paper.

"What to write?"

Old man Han said: "Good wine has to be shared, you drink it alone, what's the point...... Oh, old man Wei, this is the wine money. ”

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Old Man Wei scolded with a smile, and took a look: "The mountains and forests are at a loss in the market, and the red leaves and yellow flowers are from one river...... Hey, it's about the autumn leaves here? That's right, today, old guy, are you very poetic? ”

"It's enough for wine money, what you lack here is this kind of culture, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, you don't have three points of charm, and this time it's made up."

Old Man Wei frowned: "Still starting to boast?" ”

"Ha, this is not boasting, it was obtained from a young man, and it is suitable for this place."

Old Man Wei raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it a young man who looks like a college student?" Followed by a beautiful girl. ”

"Hey, you know them?"

Old Man Wei shook his head, his gaze stopped on the paper in his hand, and his face was strange: "I don't know, but I also got a poem from him." ”

"What poem?" Old Man Han asked with interest.

Old Man Wei put the wine bottle and glass aside, grabbed the paper and brushed a few lines, handed it over, and said, "This is it." ”

"Zhongshan is pale and yellow, and millions of heroes have crossed the river...... What a spirit! …… If there is love in the sky, the sky is also old, and the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life! Old Man Han read it back and forth twice, and suddenly said, "This is given to you in person?" ”

Old Man Wei shook his head slightly: "No, seeing him hiding behind the carved stone of Shuangqing Villa, I thought he was doing something bad at first." ”

"Why is it engraved on the back?"

"Maybe I didn't want to be seen, but I didn't find out until they left."

Shen Zhe was just doing it with his thoughts at that time, and engraved the poems created by Taizu in that villa at that time and space behind the stone, and he didn't want to be known. After all, that poem occupies an important place in the history of the Chinese revolution, and it was only discovered by an old man who misunderstood it.

The old man surnamed Han thought about it, and suddenly smiled: "I might guess who that young man is......"

Old Man Wei was stunned: "Who is it?" ”

"Do you remember Hurt Zhongyong and Peach Blossom Poem?"

"Nonsense, two very good works, of course remember ......" Old Man Wei suddenly turned around and said in surprise: "Is that the little champion?" ”

The old man surnamed Han pointed to the two poems on the table and said with a smile: "Is there any other young person in China who has this level?" ”

"Yan University students who have made a storm during this time?"

"I guess it's him."

Old Man Wei nodded and sighed: "It should be him, it's a pity that there are a few good poems, if they are accompanied by allusions, it is normal for them to be passed on to future generations!" ”

There are allusions, but unfortunately Shen Zhe can't indicate them.

Old man Han said: "Isn't there an allusion to that song "Xiangshan", it's enough for wine money, right?" Besides, like a peach blossom poem, he himself can't be an allusion? ”

"You're so optimistic about him?" Old Man Wei said in surprise.

"Not necessarily, the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life, and Chinese poetry is also facing this situation, which is said to be in line with the trend of the times." Old Man Han muttered, "What young people can understand, it's not interesting for our old guy to insist......"

"The essay is about to start, don't you see him?"

"Well, I want to meet, I didn't plan to go, Xiao Feng and they can't bear the pressure to mess around, it's ......good to go and see."

"I think it's also nonsense, what good articles can there be in the essay, be careful that the nest is demolished."

"That's not ......," Old Man Han's gaze fell on the table. (To be continued.) )