Thousands of years

Chapter 115 Three Thousand Yans in the Drama of Life

The broadsword slashed at the front door, 'Bi An Hua' dodged it, but an arrow was shot out from the woods beside him, 'Bi An Hua' raised his sword to block it, and his eyes outside the veil narrowed slightly.

With the sound of '铛', the long sword in his hand broke, leaving a hilt, which was still firmly held by 'Bi An Hua'. Seeing 'Little Green' outside the battle situation, the former stroked the hand on his waist paused.

"So, you bought this sword in exchange for my life?" 'Bi'an Flower' has received many gifts from his master and the people on the mountain, but 'Little Green' Xia Zhining's sword was once the 'Bi'an Flower''s original material The unreached gift, the moment when the sword and the sword collided, and every inch was cracked, it is impossible to say that the heart is not chilled.

Only at this moment, another arrow shot across the sky, approaching the veil on the face of the 'Bi An Hua'. 'The Flower of the Other Shore' frowned, and stepped on the ground.The point of the arrow pierced Luo Yi, and pierced a bloody hole on the left arm of 'Bi An Hua'.

"Miss Feng, listen to me, no, no..." Seeing that the 'Bi'an Flower' was besieged by the crowd, but the sword in his hand was broken, Xia Zhining suddenly panicked, his clothes were covered in mud, stood up but His legs softened, and he knelt down on the spot.

[Not beheading the man but beheading the woman: Wow, the blue clothes are stained with blood, my sister is so sassy, ​​I love her so much!When will the link be up, I want to order one, no, three! 】

Pulling out the long whip at his waist, 'Bi An Hua' was injured in the battle just now, and he was a little weak for a while.

Unexpectedly, it was another cold arrow, and the 'Bi An Hua' was still fighting fiercely, unable to devote all his energy to deal with it.Xia Zhining was completely panicked when he saw it, he got up and jumped straight to the 'Bi An Hua'.

【. : The blogger wrote web articles in his previous life, right?This chapter...]

【. : But there is one thing to say, these two quiet clothes with the messy and broken beauty really poke me! 】

"Your dad and I watched the short video account you made, and we should inherit your dad's skills." He Yanqing appeared at the door at some point, holding a bowl in his hand, stirring the egg liquid in the bowl with chopsticks, "You Dad went out to buy chicken wings, and I will make fried chicken for you today, and homemade chicken is better than takeaway."

"Sheng Xia and Ning Yunfan helped you a lot, right? Come to the house when you have time, and Mom will cook them a good meal."

There was a sound of opening the door, and He Yanqing turned around, leaving only one sentence: "Remember, just ask them if they have time this weekend."

Thinking of his mother's serious expression just now, An Ji couldn't help but smile - He Yanqing has always been so serious about this kind of thing, and he has also cultivated An Ji's behavior of respect and courtesy in everything.

In addition, He Yanqing is a teacher himself, and it can be said that some students are against the teacher in class, and the behavior of the parents not to educate them can be said to be abhorrent, so their own children naturally teach respect for the teacher, which is also a good example for An Ji in Hangzhou. The uncles and aunts of the factory won a lot of goodwill.

"Teacher, could it be that I was wrong?" Xia Zhining looked at the teacher who came to visit him, who was wearing a linen ink green gown that was not stained with dust. Feel ashamed.

The visitor didn't say a word, but silently adjusted Xia Zhining's sitting posture, making the latter feel more comfortable: "There is nothing wrong with clearing the lotus, and the silt will gradually grow, it's nothing more than that."

Xia Zhining understood that the teacher didn't blame him, and sat on the ground bowing - his father knew how close his relationship with the teacher was, so he must have asked the teacher to 'reason' with him this time.

But now the teacher didn't persuade him, instead he approved of his behavior, I'm afraid this meeting will be the last time.Father will never leave the teacher in the mansion again.

It is impossible for a teacher to understand what Xia Zhining knows.From then on, this master-student relationship can only be hidden in the heart, no matter how rare it is to meet...

"Teacher, you said that a literati must have a strong character, don't follow others, and don't be afraid of the powerful... The students have not failed your teaching?" Seeing that the teacher had turned his head, Xia Zhining suddenly reached out and grabbed the teacher's clothes, with a bit of tone in his tone pray.

"Ah."

The teacher nodded and smiled, and opened the door to let the sunlight into the firewood room.Xia Zhining, who hadn't seen the sun for two days, was stunned by the sudden light and his eyes swelled, but he understood what the teacher meant.

For things that have been dark for a long time, even the light they once longed for will always become a sin.

[Fans one by one: No wonder a blogger born in the 90s can inherit this thankless old craft, the three views in this paragraph are really correct! 】

【. : The sisters upstairs are right!By the way, who are the sisters fans, give a list to avoid lightning! 】

Since the last counterfeit scandal, An Ji and the 'victim' jointly declared that they would appeal to the infringer, the comment area once again restored the usual calm and joyful atmosphere, and An Ji and the uncles and aunts in the factory were very pleased.

Now when I read this comment, An Ji suddenly remembered what Aunt Zhang said at that time: "After solving the income problem, our craft can be regarded as having more people who are willing to pass it on. Ruined this thousands of years of inheritance for money."

Jia Xiaoniang in ancient books, and some projects that were disqualified as protected units by the Ministry of Culture and Tourism are all precedents there. Quite rich, will that perfect heart still be there?
"It's okay to think about the reality, but if you look too far ahead, An Ji, you won't be able to guarantee the inheritance, let alone the future." Sheng Xia comforted his best friend at the beginning, "Besides, if you don't really like it, you can make money doing other things."

After all, everything can only be taken step by step. If that day comes, no one knows how this road will be taken by different people with different purposes...

"Father, don't you know how Ning'er knows how to be polite, so he definitely won't have sex with a bandit... Is there no other way?" Xia Zhi'an is wearing the 'Wind Tuan Jinxiu', he looks like a man of letters appearance.

Xia Zhi'an is the elder brother of Xia Zhining's direct relative, who has been protecting him since he was a child.

If it weren't for the fact that no one dared to venture into this cave for the imperial court, and the brother and sister had been taught the principle of putting the country first and then the family since childhood, otherwise Xia Zhi'an would never have sent his sister out as a bait.

Unlike Xia Zhian, the man who was called his father didn't even look back, as if Xia Zhining was just a pawn that could be sacrificed at any time.

Everything in the study room the two of them lived in looked very simple, if you didn't look carefully, you would think how clean and honest this person was standing behind the table, but the red floor screen and the mahogany master chair inlaid with cloisonné were all there. In the eyes of those who know the goods, they can know the value at a glance.

[Zhuge Linglong: Should I say it or not, the blogger's big items are not cheap, right?What does the blogger's family do, so rich?Woohoo, did I see that in reality, the eldest lady of the aristocratic family has to go home and inherit the family business if she can't do a side job? 】

[Xingluoyunbu Qianshanji: Reply to @竹歌环仙, these are rented from other intangible cultural heritage protection units, because they are also used for publicity, so everyone supports them, don’t care if I ask for money, as long as they don’t ruin it Just do it. 】

[Zhuge Linglong: Thank you blogger for your response, this is really great, everyone can feast their eyes on it. 】

An Ji knows that the heroines in many novels are ladies from aristocratic families, or have multiple identities, with vests that shock the world.But for people in the real world, how many of the male and female protagonists in the novel want to be handsome and have money?

After all, they are mediocre people, fat or thin, tall or short, beautiful or ugly, or come from cultured families, rural families, or live in the depths of the mountains...

But these do not prevent them from striving for their dreams, or building their hometown, or developing technology, or inheriting culture, relying on their good character and unremitting progress, they have become a bright star in the star sea of ​​the motherland.

"Father, I know that you are constrained by others in the officialdom, but since you were young, you have called us..."

It seems that because Xia Zhian's words offended the authority of the father as a superior, the latter finally reacted a little, turned around, picked up the Chengni inkstone on the table, and threw it at Xia Zhian's feet.

"She let the 'Bi'an Flower' go away with that pounce, not to mention that everyone is now rumoring that she had an affair with it, because of her behavior, if it wasn't because she was my daughter, Xia Qing, the officers and soldiers would not have kept her at that time One life."

Xia Qingxu felt that his son could be saved, but he didn't mind wasting a lot of talking: "Do you know what is being said in the officialdom now? They say that I, Xia Qing, have the heart of disobedience."

"But Ning'er risked her life for the sake of the court. No one in my jurisdiction is willing to take on this task, so Ning'er recommended herself." Xia Zhi'an knew her father's methods, and wanted to win the last chance for her sister, "Obviously The 'Bi'an Flower' has also done a lot of good deeds, why not recruit..."

"Recruitment?"

"Good thing?"

Xia Qing sneered again and again: "For your sister. You are afraid that she will take the stars, but you will not take the moon?"

"Father, I." Xia Zhi'an was completely panicked, "Mother left Ning'er as a child, and sister Feng died when she was young..."

Hearing his son mention the "Xia Zhifeng" who was not well-known, Xia Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, unable to discern the expression, and was stunned for a long time.

"Instead of worrying about Xia Zhining, you might as well worry about yourself." Xia Qing said, his tone full of teasing, as if he had made up his mind to give up this son, "The things you did to make Xia Zhining happy are beyond your control. If the imperial court blames you, you will not be able to protect yourself!"

Xia Zhi'an had no choice but to leave, but Xia Qing remembered that rainy night more than ten years ago.

The wife gave birth, and the family had already prepared two sets of Su Jingluo's close-fitting clothes.At that time Mrs. Xia Qingtong was still reluctant to use silk materials, but she always wanted to give the best to her children.

The silk garment is soft and breathable, which can protect the baby from the pain of heat rash, itching and friction. The fabric is also washable, so it is most suitable for babies to wear.

"These two girls have the image of a phoenix inhabiting the world, but the fate of ordinary people cannot be reduced." Madam passed away in dystocia, Xia Qing invited a well-known magician to figure out the reason.

"I still hope the immortal will solve the puzzle."

Warlocks rely on fortune-telling for a living. If they care about the so-called karma, they will not be able to support themselves. When Xia Qing got the money, he naturally knew everything and said endlessly: "These two girls are destined to be kings. , but hurting the father and overcoming the mother, I am afraid that the day you sit on the throne will be the day when you die."

On a rainy night, on a mass grave in the mountains, there was a baby girl whose cries were getting weaker and weaker. She was dressed in a robe that didn't fit in with the surroundings. Someone passed by with a stick. Hearing the sound, he leaned over to look, and saw a "phoenix" embroidered on the robe. 'Character.

[San Sanmao: This dad, it's so disgusting! 】

[Sansan Mao: Is Xia Zhian and Xia Zhian on this father's father and son pretending?Xia Zhi'an looks like a gentleman and noble son when he wears it, this father is ruining his clothes! 】

【. : Reply to @三三猫, what the upstairs said makes sense, so quickly take off the scumbag’s clothes and post the link! 】

[Three Three Cats: That's right!Leave this to the store! 】

"Why are you smirking at the screen again?" An Jianing was being arranged by He Yanqing to marinate the chicken wings, so the latter tidied himself up a bit, walked to An Ji's door, and saw what his daughter was doing, "What's so funny?" Yes, tell Mom too."

"It's just the comments on the short video." An Ji described the situation to his mother. Given his past experience, he didn't expect any positive response from He Yanqing.

"Haha, Midsummer is busy, and you guys are starting to open up the market. Not bad, not bad, you will be better than your mother, me and your father in the future!"

To An Ji's surprise, He Yanqing smiled, and correctly judged the point of his own laughter: "Why, your mother and I are not too old to keep up with the times! I don't understand what you say every day is interesting, I don't to study?"

"Okay, you continue to work on your work, I have to go and see how your father is doing, everyone is not worried... this family will be separated without me!" Before leaving, He Yanqing used it awkwardly. An Internet slang, "Let's put it this way, look, your mother and I will too!"

"Mother, I'm useless, I killed Ning'er..." The sound of soldiers and horses was already heard outside the mansion, Xia Zhi'an didn't know if he was here to arrest himself or his younger sister Xia Zhining, so he dared to lean outside the woodshed in panic.

"Young master, take the young lady away, the young lady has already climbed out of the mansion from the low wall of the garden, young master... if you don't leave, it will be too late!"

Xia Zhi'an turned around and found that the person who came was the servant girl of the mansion who had been favored by his brother and sister in the past: "My lord, the master is leading people to this way, and the servants will not be able to stop them for too long."

Ever since his wife left, Xia Qing's mood has been cloudy and cloudy. Xia Zhi'an brother and sister have given countless comforts to the servants of the mansion, and now kindness is exchanged for kindness, and they have found a way out for them.

Before Xia Zhi'an could react, the maid dragged the former and ran towards the Fuzhong garden.Until he climbed over the wall and heard the questioning voices from his father's cronies over there, and saw his younger sister beckoning him to 'shush', Xia Zhi'an still didn't think about where his brother and sister could go.

"Have you heard? Master Xia killed his relatives righteously, and now he wants to arrest a pair of children and send them to the government! Are you really willing to give up your own flesh and blood?"

"Master Xia wants to be Princess Shang. When the time comes to find a prime minister, why do you care about your own flesh and blood?"

[Zhuge Linglong: This time I believed that the blogger has no money, and the words of passers-by are all out of words, hahahahaha, but the blogger's approach is worth learning! 】

　①Princess Shang: Marry the princess.The skits made by the heroine, her best friend, and Ning Yunfan here do not have a specific time reference, but they do not refer to the situation that the consort of the Ming Dynasty could not be an official, and the background is that the emperor is fatuous and the people are struggling to survive.

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　　Digression: What the heroine An Ji said about the character is also a question I want to say.Today I talked with my family about my book writing, why some supporting characters may have very detailed appearance descriptions, but many protagonists in my book, especially those whose job nature does not affect their appearance, basically only have a part of their appearance, and only write some The details of the actions and the shaping of the character of the characters are actually based on the idea that "anyone with such character and hard work can achieve the same success as the protagonist".

　　The success of the protagonist does not depend on how good-looking they are, how strong their background is, and how rich their family is, but depends on their original intentions in doing things, and how much effort they have put in to achieve these.And some of the things I emphasize on describing appearance often lie in the impact of their identities on them, not only "beautiful and rich" can be successful.

　　The above is a lot of nonsense, if you all think that the description of appearance is important, then I can also add...

　　
　
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