People say that the bearded man and the red whisk also have an improper relationship, this is because the bearded man gave the red whisk a pair of bast shoes that he beats. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Of course, this is not an ordinary hemp shoe, and even if you hold it in your hand, you can't tell that it is made of hemp. Red Whisk didn't want to accept the gift at first, because the shoes contained too much saliva and felt a little disgusting to think about. But she still accepted it later, because this thing has a strange thing, as long as you wear it on your feet, you will feel cold and numb, as if you have stepped on a cobra with bare feet, and you will immediately want to run wildly, and you will still be frightened when you run dozens of miles. I didn't feel tired at all. In addition to this, the bearded man also gave her a pair of light swords, and told her in a muffled voice that this was a treasure he had treasured for many years, and gave it to Red Whisk as a souvenir - the bearded man's voice was not clear, because he was always chewing on his shoes, and unknowingly chewed off part of his tongue - for these reasons, Red Whisk felt that he was very kind to him, and even missed him when he was hung in the air at the end. If she knew that when she was in the Yang Mansion, the bearded prince was always beating her little report, she wouldn't think so. Every day, the bearded man had to submit a routine report to Yang Su, telling him what Hongfu had done today. Every time she went outside, he reported it, and once or twice it did not do any harm to the Red Whisk, but when it had accumulated a certain amount—let's say a hundred—it would have an effect, and the chiefs would have the Red Whisk wrapped in a large quilt, beaten to death with sticks, and buried in the back garden. In the Tang Dynasty, people dug up Yang Su's garden and found that it was like a mass grave made by the Khmer Rouge. In the Song Dynasty, some people went to Chang'an to excavate and found that there were mass graves everywhere. So let's not ask about things like this, because after knowing more, we will feel that life is not interesting. In addition, the pair of swords he gave to Red Whisk were not treasures, but were made of iron pieces, and there was no steel fire at all, so they could only be used to cut flies.

Here's how the pair of swords came about: he sent a report to the leaders that they needed a pair of swords to give to the Red Whisk as an emotional investment, and the leaders sent a pair of swords. In this case, the leaders naturally will not give any divine weapons to cut gold and jade, but to give a pair of iron pieces that are laborious to cut tofu. It's cheaper and safer. In short, the bearded man lived downstairs to spy on her, but he never told her about that. This is a task assigned by the leaders, and no one can tell it.

According to historical records, the bearded man loved Hongboiling very much, but Hongfu didn't love him. After falling out of love, he went abroad and became the king of Fuso. This incident shows that if you want to go abroad, you have to hurry up, you can become a king or make a fortune early, and you can only become a doctor of mathematics or physics if you are late. If I go back now, I can only work in a restaurant. However, being the king of Fuso is not a good thing for the bearded prince, because he dislikes to eat fish the most, and the imperial chef of Fuso makes sashimi for him to eat every day. If there is a meal where he has a bad appetite for raw fish, those imperial chefs will immediately rush to the main hall and commit suicide, so the bloody scene is always unavoidable, either bloody in front of him or bloody in his mouth. By this time he was already old, and he had grown a catfish mouth, which matched his loose cheeks. As we said, he's a fat black guy with thick pores on his face and sweats easily. When he lived in Yang Su's house, in addition to making a small report, he was very good to Hongfu, and liked to chat with her very much, telling her about Li Jing - the news of the bearded man was quite well-informed, he knew the beginning and end of Li Jing's troubles, knew that he was a mathematical genius, and even knew that Li Jing had a good friend in Jiufang Street, which showed that the leaders trusted the bearded prince very much, and the bearded prince had a bright future. Originally, he should have been affected for Red Whisk to escape, but the leaders trusted him very much, so it was different. After Red Whisk escaped, Yang Fu only announced that she would cancel her music membership and never accept her when she came back in the future, as if Red Whisk had regretted it now and knelt in front of Yang Mansion. After Li Jing ran away, the yamen sent 256 men everywhere to arrest him, and offered a reward for his arrest. The result is always unavailable, because Luoyang City is so big.

If Yang Su hired me as a consultant, he would definitely be able to find Li Jing soon. The way to do this was to issue a proclamation and put it everywhere, to forgive him of all his sins, and, if possible, to appoint him a petty official, and to publish him a book of mathematics at his official expense. He would immediately run out in high spirits. When he comes out, you can do whatever you want with him. Of course, I would also suggest not to use Li Jing to make steamed buns or bricks, but I said that it is not necessarily true that people will listen to it or not. This approach is derived from my own personal experience. When I graduated from this university more than 20 years ago, I had a ruddy complexion, a loud voice, and I could run 12.6 seconds in 100 meters, but now my head is a little white. It's a bit dizzying, and whether you can run a hundred meters in 20 seconds is a big question. When I took off my clothes and looked in the mirror, I found that I was a little hunchbacked, still with a pectus excavatum, and my muscles and bones looked like crab legs. I have been serving the school for more than 20 years, living in a single dormitory for the first 10 years, with four people in one room. Sleep in bunk beds. The man who slept on my top bunk was a big fat man, and he often unconsciously let out a fart that penetrated the mattress and the plank to the lower floor. Later, I lived in the tube building for ten years, and some people there were very unconscious. I don't flush when I go to the public toilet. Now when I go to the bathroom, I'm faced with some bras and garters, and these things have nothing to do with me. Anyway, I never thought about moving somewhere else, although there have been opportunities in the past 20 years. If this example is not typical, then I have also been to some poor places, where the men are so poor that they can't even hang the ****, and the women are like a group of big monsters, and people don't think of leaving their hometowns. In fact, the more unseemly a life is, the more attached it is, because this is the arrangement of the leaders, and their own suffering is to share the worries and solve the problems of the leaders. According to this principle, I think that Li Weigong loved the muddy and steaming Luoyang City infinitely when he was young, and he would not run away as long as he had the slightest possibility. Although he often ate the last meal in it, he didn't eat the next. It's not esoteric at all. What is a little bit profound is that Li Jing was born in Luoyang City, no matter how bad the city is, but it existed before Li Jing was born, and the result is that Li Jing has a little bit of Luoyang City, not a little bit of Li Jing in Luoyang City. The situation in Chang'an was the opposite. Li Jing never thought of escaping from Luoyang City. He was just forced to be helpless.

I was born in Beijing, so I have a bit of Beijing, although it is very different now than it was when I was born. Later, I was admitted to a certain university, so I had a certain university. Of course, this university is very different from when I first got in, when there were places on campus that looked a little like lawns or gardens, but now they don't look like anything at all. Houses are being built everywhere now, so everywhere is like a stockyard. There is no way to do this, because there are too many people and they need a house to live in. According to my observations, the city of Beijing and the people in a certain university are crowded, so I don't look like a person, but like a large group of people. For example, when I proved Fermat's theorem, I always thought that if I proved it, I would surprise my colleagues. In fact, Fermat's theorem is Fermat's theorem, so what does it have to do with my colleagues? Why should I frighten them? For example, when I publish a paper in a journal, I always wonder if my grandson has seen it. In fact, Xiao Sun is from the Department of Literature and History of the library, and he reads the Journal of Mathematics. My mind always looks like a whole bunch of people are messing around in all directions. When Li Weigong and Hongfu went to the wasteland temple in Luoyang City to make a living by stealing other people's vegetables, he was also like this in his mind. In addition, he always felt sorry for himself, saying, "Why should I drink those yellow soups?" I can't die if I don't drink them. Why should I go up to the roof of someone else's house and run away? If they hit me twice, they would hit me twice -- it was all stupid talk that I didn't know what to do. All in all, he was distracted and depressed.

But Wei Gong is Wei Gong after all, and in such a mood, he does things that lack morality, and he is not in the slightest disorder. He stole other people's potatoes and taro, and knew how to plant the seedlings back in the pit. When people come to shave potatoes, they think they haven't grown well when they see that there are no potatoes underneath. If you steal a pumpkin, use a knife to scoop up the pumpkin flesh, put the melon back in the pulp, and put the skin back together. When people harvest pumpkins, they see that the melons are big and hollow, so they record them in the account of the seed merchant, and they will never buy his seeds again next time. If he steals cucumbers and eggplants, he always steals the big ones and moves the middle ones in the same place, and the small ones in the middle places. When the owner of the garden saw it, he thought that he had seen a ghost: the melons and fruits in the garden grew smaller and smaller, and finally they all grew away. If he steals a cabbage from someone else, he is allowed to pull up the rest and plant it in the adjacent garden, so that the two owners of the garden can fight each other. This shows that there is also a genius for lack of morality, and Wei Gong is such a genius. There is always no one in this vegetable garden, and occasionally someone comes to clean it up, and it will not be long in coming. In addition to the fact that everyone has something else, there is another reason, because there is a smell here, which is very thick. When Hongfu asked Li Jing what it was, Wei Gong said it was a vegetable garden flavor, and later said it was a vegetable flavor. In fact, it was a big feces smell, but it was fermented, maggot-infused feces, and the smell was very special - although the smell was not strong enough, it was very sluggish and disgusting. People use this substance to water vegetables. But he didn't want to tell Hongfu like this, because she would never eat these vegetables anymore when she knew this.

There is a shallow well behind the wasteland temple in Luoyang City, the well water is not very clean, and there are countless frogs in it, when you approach it, those frogs jump into the water one after another, and the well makes a splashing noise. Li Weigong took a cotton ball and soaked it in his own urine, tied it to a thread and put it in the well to catch frogs, and then fetched water from the well to boil it to drink. Later, he put the water in a large bowl and called the red whisk to drink. At the beginning, the red whisk wanted to remind him that there was his urine in this water. But thinking that he had already reamed his hair and ran out, and that there was no room for recovery from this matter, he took the water, stared at it viciously for a long time, and then took a big sip. Unexpectedly, I found that this kind of water did not smell very badly--this incident reminded me of the incident of digging a well when I was in the countryside, and the bottom of the well where we drank water actually stinked so badly that no one wanted to dig a well, because it could make you lose confidence in life--In addition, Hongfu also made up her mind not to regret the elopement with Li Jing, so she should always think about the good.

For example, even though I have to drink this unclean water now, at least I don't have to drag my hair around, which is much easier. Although the three-zhang long hair is beautiful, it has to absorb nutrients from the scalp, so it will make people dizzy and suffer from tinnitus. They also say that when a person with long hair dies, you break open her skull, and you can't find her brain at once—the brain has shrunk to the size of peanuts, and it is attached to the back of the skull somewhere, and the rest of the place is empty. This kind of situation can be heard by knocking on her skull when that person is alive, so Hongfu often knocks on her skull in Yang's mansion, but because of the tinnitus from long hair, he can't hear if he is empty. But to be fair, there are also many benefits to hair. Because it is a living thing, it is warm in winter and cool in summer, better than any bedding, and when growing long hair, Hongfu does not need pajamas, nor eiderdown quilts or mats, as long as it is wrapped in his hair, he can fall asleep, but there are those things. Now there is no hair, and there is an urgent need for pajamas, quilts, mats, but there are none, only a pile of thatch on the dirt floor.

We haven't talked about Li Jing and Hongfu having sex yet. Li Weigong thought that since Hongfu eloped with him, this matter was natural. But when he first raised it to Red Whisk, she glared at him for a long time, and then she said, with the same resolute look as she drank water, "All right, and then she took off all her clothes, and said, "I don't know anything about this." When she was done, she sat up and said, "It's not fun at all." If the bearded man knew that she had done such a rash thing, he would definitely be angry.

Regarding this incident, Hong Fu later said this: I ran out of Yang's mansion to find Wei Gong, originally I wanted to find something interesting to do, but as soon as we met, he stabbed me with that ** - what is the meaning of this matter! This passage shows that Hong Fu's attitude towards sex life has never been positive, and the reason for her elopement is just to pursue fun. Before that, she already knew that Wei Gong was a strange person, proved Fermat's theorem, and killed half of the city's people, so she decided that Wei Gong must be a very interesting person and came to him. It reminds me of what happened fifteen years ago, in 1977, when I was working as a worker in a small factory. There was a senior in mathematics, Chen Jingrun, who made progress in proving Goldbach's conjecture, and Chen was a bachelor at that time. When my female colleagues found out about the news, they wrote to him. Their reason was that Chen Jingrun had proved a mathematical theorem, and how interesting he was. In fact, pure mathematics, especially number theory, is the most boring thing in the world. A man would never touch anything unless he was pessimistic and hopeless to the extreme, say, as I am now. This example is to illustrate that in order to distinguish whether a person is interesting or not, one must not use his mathematical attainments as a criterion. In fact, Wei Gong, me, and Senior Chen are not the most boring people, but this is purely accidental. I know a lot of mathematicians are boring, but I'm a mathematician myself, and I can't name them out of the middle.

We know that the bearded prince is very trusted by the leaders in Yang Su's mansion, and this is only part of the situation. In fact, he himself is also a small head, and he is responsible. For this reason he had to sit on the floor all day, and could do nothing but saddle chewing, just as the head of the day had to sit there and read nothing but official documents. This is called going to work. When he wasn't at work in the morning and evening, he would do something to lead by example: cleaning, trimming the garden, etc., sweeping the floor all the way to the red room. The motive for this is not blind: he is an old bachelor, and Red Whisk always wears little or nothing in his room. But as soon as he walked into the room of the red whisk, there was a powerful force that twisted his face in the direction of the door, and no matter how he turned around, the direction of his face always did not change, as if his nose pointed to the north needle and the door was north. Don't think that a great swordsman like him can easily break his neck, and don't think that anyone's neck can be twisted for a long time. In fact, as soon as he stepped out of the red door, his head would turn several times in a row until it was back in place. There is another point to add, not that he has to twist his neck, but that his neck has gone over by itself. Regarding this matter, Hongfu commented like this: If the bearded man is not a hypocrisy, then he is a machine that makes dung. Later, this temper caused him to suffer greatly in Fuso, because when his concubine came to spend the night in his bedroom, she always put on all the good clothes for solemnity. From evening to midnight, he peeled down the kimono layer by layer like peeling an onion, and he couldn't peel it off in the middle of the night because he had to do it solemnly. From midnight to dawn, he put it back on, as if he was packing magnets, ready to export to Europe, but the Fuso woman refused to help at all for the sake of reserve. People like him, who have a group of concubines, still use **** to save emergencies, which makes people really unbelievable. If I were him, put a large pair of scissors at the head of the bed. Of course, people like me can only be the leader of the trade union group, not the king of Fuso. If he didn't go that far, he should have said that he didn't see what Red Whisk looked like without clothes. If I wrote: At that time, the **** of the red whisk was bright red, like two vascular moles, or rather, like two small fresh strawberries that had just been picked, which looked delicious;

The bearded man later said that he loved the red whisk, but not with his eyes, but with his nose. He likes to smell the smell of red whisks. But I don't know if he loves red whisks or perfumes. He also said that he loved the sound of the red whisk, that is, with his ears, which was also noble, but it was a false voice. I can make this sound even if I pinch my neck with my hand, and I wonder if he will fall in love with me. After sweeping the floor every time, he picked up all the hair that had fallen out of the red whisk, washed it, and collected it, just like an old money fan who picked up steel and jumped on. When Hongfu cut off his hair and escaped from Yang's mansion, those hairs were piled up on the ground and gradually lost their luster, and he felt pity when he saw it, so he wrapped them all around his body, so that it could be moisturized by the human body, but he wrapped himself like a messy ball. He also picked up two pairs of old socks that Red Whisk had thrown away, washed them and carried them in his arms. I think he's a real pervert. In addition, he chewed his shoes in front of Red Whisk on purpose, he thought that this would be industrious and simple, and he would make a good impression on Red Whisk, but Red Whisk thought he was very greedy, and he thought that he could put the whole pig's head in his mouth. In my experience, as long as you eat pig's head meat in front of your girlfriend once, the relationship will definitely fail. Similar foods include chicken butts, pig intestines, fried hairtail that is a little smelly, whole flattened cucumbers, and so on. Unfortunately, I love all these foods to death. That's why I'm always beating up singles. But these things go too far. After Red Whisk escaped, the bearded man was finally able to walk into her room without twisting his neck. It was as if a bomb had exploded in the house, as Red Whisk had cleaned up when he was leaving. But instead of packing up the house, it's packing up. The bearded man was very sad when he saw this scene, not only was he sad that he would never see Hongfu again, but he was also saddened that Hongfu actually escaped from Yang's mansion. In his opinion, the Yang Mansion is very good. If you weren't mentally ill, you shouldn't have left here.

After Li Weigong disappeared, all the people in the city were looking for Li Jing, especially the two hundred and fifty-six people who were about to be beheaded—the rest were also in a hurry, because at this rate, it would soon be their turn—and someone thought of Li Erniang's clue, so they broke into Li Erniang's house and asked her where Li Jing was. Li Erniang said that she didn't know, so she used her hands to extract a confession, and found four chopsticks to clamp them between the fingers of her left hand and pinched them hard. Li Erniang's hand immediately became like a chick that had been stepped on on the ground, and of course she fainted in this case. When she woke up, she saw that her right hand was also being held hostage by those people, and she said, "Can I wipe my tears with a handkerchief?" When she was done wiping her tears, she asked to urinate again. When this was done, she came back and sat down in her chair, put her fingers between the chopsticks, took a deep breath, prepared to scream, and said, "Pinch it." Those people looked at her like this, thinking that she didn't know where Li Jing was, so they didn't ask her anymore, they all left, and brought her the door before leaving. In fact, Li Erniang knew exactly where Li Jing was, but at first she felt that Li Jing was her old friend, and it would not be interesting enough to say it without torture. After the torture, she felt very painful again, so she hated these tolerances and refused to speak out. That is to say, although she is willing to betray Li Jing, she can't betray him. The correct thing to do is to beat her first, then apologize, and then beat her again. It's like beating a person into a **** first, and then rehabilitating him, and then beating him into something, and then rehabilitating him; no matter what he is, he can't stand such a toss.

Li Erniang knew that Li Jingzhun was hiding in the vegetable field, because they used to go to the vegetable field to play. The place used to be a swamp, but although the stagnant water was drained, there were still a lot of mosquitoes, and although not every mosquito bites, it is also annoying to pounce on the face. When the two of them were walking on the path in the middle of the vegetable garden, Li Jing often jumped over the fence to pick a yellow pumpkin flower and offer it to her in a serious manner. The flowers were like pieces of broken paper, ugly, had a lot of nasty pollen, and were stolen. But if the beans don't bloom. There could be no better flowers in the vegetable garden, so Li Erniang put it on her head, and then it became a mess there, like a ball of. She could also know exactly that Li Jing was hiding in that broken temple, because sometimes Li Jing took her to that broken temple to spend the night. This kind of thinking is the same as running out for a picnic without eating at home. She hated the pumpkin flowers like rotten paper and the thatch that pierced people in the broken temple, just as she hated Li Jing much.

Li Erniang is a twenty-six-year-old widow, and at this age, people should hate everything as a matter of course. Li Erniang just doesn't hate the above, because everyone should respect the leader. But the people from above broke into her house and broke her hands, so she hated even the above. When the men were gone, she ran to the workshop behind her, and put her hand in the lees to relieve the pain. For those who have never seen sake lees, I would explain that this kind of thing looks like cow dung, because it is fermenting, and its smell is not smelly, but it is always hot and baked, and it can serve as a hot compress to relieve pain, but at the same time, the smell of sake lees also stains her, hiding it in her clothes and hair. Now when we mention a merry widow who makes wine, we always think of her full of wine. Actually, they were all covered in stench, as if they had come out of a soy sauce vat.

When Li Erniang walked around the street, she left a long corridor of smell behind her, and the people who walked behind her always shouted when they smelled it: "From Jiufang Street!" Li Erniang was so angry that she shouted: I am from Jiufang Street, what are you doing? There is a piece of vegetable field on the side of the broken land temple in Luoyang City, which is almost half the size of Luoyang City. Except in the days when there is no food at home or when it is time to clean up the garden, no one can imagine such a place. There were ditches and willows, more than half of them dead, their bark blooming, and piles of sawdust-like insect droppings fell, and at dusk, both live and dead willows left black silhouettes in the sky. In addition to this, the water's edge was covered with thatch, which was triangular and unusually hard, and it could not have been better to cut it off and put it on the roof. When Li Jing saw this grass, he thought that he should cut a few loads to make up for his house - but it was too late, and his house no longer existed. For this reason, Li Jing picked a few loads of cement and smoothed the broken earth temple. This incident shows that it is people's nature to tidy up their homes. In the house where I lived, the kitchen was black and oily, and the shoes in the hall were vertical and horizontal, and there was a foul smell. It made me feel depressed. So I tried to clean it up and scraped more than half a pound of sludge off the stove. It's a pity to discard this kind of thing, because it contains a lot of cooking oil, but it's useless to keep it. Then I opened my door again (which was the only way to light the hall, because it didn't have its own windows, and the bulb was broken), cleaned up the hall, cleaned the floor, and then went to deal with the shoes. I tried to put them in a neat fit, but I had a big problem because it was obvious that there were more shoes on my left foot than on my right foot. This is only possible when the little grandson has two left feet, but this is not in line with my usual observations. Just then, the door opened. Xiao Sun walked out sleepily, found a chair and sat down, and said, "What are you tossing, it's really annoying!" I also wanted to tell her that she looked ugly, but she didn't say it. Because I know that it offends people by saying so. Later, when she found out that I was picking out her shoes, she looked a little ashamed, but she still said, "I don't know how many days this house can live, what are you tossing around?" But in the end, she was motivated by me to take out the toilet brush in the toilet - when it was not brushed, it was the color of an old tea jar, and after brushing, it was fifty or sixty percent new.

Li Weigong invented a method to make the ground as flat as a mirror in the vegetable patch, he diluted the white plaster mud and poured it into the house, let it settle slowly, and the ground became extremely flat, and people walked on it with reflections. Then he plastered the walls and polished them with pebbles from the ditch. The house became as bright as the desert at midday, smelling of water and lime. Later, he painted a number of nude paintings in this house using the red whisk as a model, which contained no mathematical theorems, no political implications, and no portraits of leaders. So each one is a great masterpiece. None of these paintings have survived because the characters in the paintings are both beautiful and sexy. According to the art theory of our country, the characters in the paintings must not be beautiful, let alone sexy. It's a pity, because it's the essence of Wei Gong's lifelong artistic achievements, and his attitude towards making these paintings is very serious. For example, if he thinks that the red eyes on a painting are not dark enough, he puts eye drops into her eyes to make her pupils dilate, and if he thinks it is too dark, he uses another eye drop to make her pupils dilate, so that she often cannot see anything. If the position of the red whisk **** in a painting is a little lower, he will use a feather to tease it and make it up, if the position is too high, he will breathe on it to make it relax. This adjustment was so frequent that she said: It's going to grow calluses.