Subtitle of this chapter: What is the cause of death of Master Yuan......

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"Ladies and gentlemen. As Mr. Yuan's personal lawyer and executor, I published his will as soon as he died, in accordance with his wishes......"

Mr. John McCall, with a sad face, took out a document, opened it and read it aloud: "I made a will on April 28, 1921, A.D., to deal with all my property as follows......

"First, I am gifting the copyright of A Song of Ice and Fire to my fiancée, Ms. Wei Mingzhu, and I wish her happiness in the future."

Do you always have to pat your wife's fart, otherwise how can you "respect each other like guests" in the future?

"Second, I am gifting the rights to Chocolate to my friend Ms. Ainica Rochel. Because this book is based on her and her mother. The rights to this film were given to my friend Lillian Gish, because she was the only one who could play the heroine in my mind. ”

The sycophants of their friends also have to be patted, otherwise how to unlock new poses in the future?

"Thirdly, I am gifting the copyright to My friend Mr. Louise Baker. As a way to thank him for helping me. ”

Of course, this is not to slap Mr. Baker's ass, but to appear to be righteous.

In this way, future generations will know that it is not the grandson of the "Wall Street Miracle" that Yuan Yanqian deliberately acquainted, but the detective lover who took the initiative to get acquainted with him, hasn't it become a good story?

"Fourthly, I am gifting the rights to My Tutor in the Country to my friend Mr. Albert Einstein, and the rights to The Golden Fleece to my friend Mr. Nikola Tesla. I can't think of anyone other than the two of them who would have the right to own the rights to these two copies. ”

This is neither sycophant nor justifiable, but pretending. Just imagine, in the future, when someone reads this will, they will know that our Master Yuan has two awesome scientist friends, so of course he is also awesome.

"Fifth, I am gifting the rights to my Socialism, New York University's Stern School of Business."

This is the proper meaning of letting everyone know that he has not forgotten his roots.

"Sixth, I'll give my car to my driver, and I'll give my cook $1,000 in cash."

This is also the proper meaning, so that his old man is very humane.

"Sixth, in addition to the above, and after deducting the debts I still owe, all the property in the United States in my name will be donated to the SCP Foundation......"

"How much property does Mr. Yuan have?"

"I don't think it's much, I know he did win half a million dollars, but didn't he donate it all to NYU? He's just writing it now. ”

"It's just written? Look at Theodore Edison here, Mr. Yuan once won a full $100,000 from his father, Mr. Edison Sr.! ”

"Yes, I've heard that, too. And he also transferred 50,000 dollars of it to Mr. Nikola Tesla over there, saying that it was Edison Sr.'s compensation to Tesla. This old Edison off......"

"And what about the other fifty thousand dollars?"

"The other 50,000 US dollars are naturally invested in the stock market, and Mr. Yuan is also the majority shareholder of New York Public Radio, and the two add up to at least 300,000 US dollars!"

"Not only that, he seems to have several other companies, including Baisui Mountain, which sells U JIA PI, at least 400,000 US dollars......"

Everyone present couldn't help but feel a little commotion, because although they didn't know how much property Neo Yuan had in his name, he still had hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Do you remember, my grandfather opened a tavern and a temple all his life, and when he died in 1981, he left behind a $40,000 inheritance, and most of it was real estate.

So our Master Yuan is equivalent to 10 grandfathers of His Majesty Trump.

"His Majesty the Emperor" coughed heavily, and only then did everyone calm down again.

He continued: "Finished with my legacy. So in the end I write a farewell poem for you, my friends:

“I DIED for…… Handsome……”

Now even the lawyer himself who reads the will can't help but laugh a little, let alone listen to the will below.

"'I DIED for Handsome'...... Did I hear me right? ”

"Hehehe, you should have heard it right, he really said that he died of handsomeness."

"Hahaha, Mr. Yuan is really a person who listens to the blows!"

"Ahem, ahem...... I died for being handsome. Mr. McCall did not laugh this time, and read it in one sitting.

"But it is difficult to rest because of loneliness." （I DIED for Handsome，but as scarce adjusted in the tomb.）

“……”

Hearing this, the scene suddenly fell silent.

"Until someone came next door.

He whispered, 'Why are you here?'

I'm honest: 'Because you're so handsome!' ’”（hen one ho died for truth as lain in an adjoining room.

He questioned softly，hy I failed?“ For Handsome，” I replied.）

"Hahaha......"

The crowd couldn't help but burst into laughter again.

"'Oh, then I'm for the truth'

He said, 'Truth and beauty are one, we are brothers!' ’”（“And I for truth，the to are one; e brethren are，” he said.）

"Hehehe......"

The laughter was lowered, and everyone listened unconsciously.

"From then on we saw each other,

From then on, we lived across the wall. ”（And so，as kinsmen met a night，e talked beteen the rooms。 ）

"Roar, Roar, Roar, ......Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar, T

Almost everyone, except for a few who were too slow to react, kept their mouths shut.

"Till the moss reaches the lips,

Erase our names from the world. ”（Until the moss had reached our lips，And covered up our names.）

“……”

Now there is silence in the audience, and the pin drop can be heard!

Well, the situation with this poem is more complicated and has to be explained.

The original version is called "I DIED for beauty", the literal translation is "I Died for Beauty", and Mr. Yu Guangzhong translated it as "Martyrdom". (note 1)

The original author's name was Emily Dickinson, a prolific poetess who was born in 1830 and died in 1886.

She was born into a family of lawyers, never married, and after the age of 25, she locked herself in her home and lived as a housemaiden...... The life of a nun.

The name Emily Dickinson is a bit unfamiliar to the Serisians. But the American literary community recognizes her as the second greatest poet in the history of American poetry, the author of "Leaves of Grass" Walt Whitman. At the same time, like Whitman, she is a pioneer of twentieth-century modernist poetry.

Ms. Dickinson wrote nearly 1,800 poems in her lifetime, but published only seven during her lifetime. The rest of the poems were donated by her cousin to the Harvard University Archives, and it was not until after her death that these poems received the world's attention and appeared in the public eye.

So the poem was indeed written, but it was not published in 1921.

Obviously, our Master Yuan felt that this poem was too special for him.

He didn't care about it so much, and took it and changed "Beauty" to "Handsome" and wrote it in his "will".

So it became the last of his "Old Three" - "I Died for Handsome".

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Note 1: Murong felt that Mr. Yu Guangzhong's version was too much of a literal translation, so he flipped through it himself, and he smiled and laughed. Mr. Yu's translation is placed in the relevant section of the work.