Chapter 384

"I don't have clothes. I'm in the same robe with my son! Dear Mr. Ling Ping An: Imperial Veterans Affairs Administration, thank you for your contribution to the National Veterans! The money you donated has been entered into the special account for the placement and maintenance of veterans of the federal empire. You can log in to the official website of the federal Empire Veterans Affairs Administration to track and query the purpose and details of your donation in real time... "

"Wish you a happy winter clothes day

Looking at the text message just sent to the mobile phone.

Ling Ping'an scratched his head: "time flies so fast..."

Today is October 1st, winter clothes day.

The tradition of Laoling family is to donate half of a year's land rent and land output to the Federal Bureau of Veterans Affairs on the cold clothes day.

This is the rule set by the ancestor who returned from the army in the southern Zhou Dynasty.

In this regard, lingping'an has no opinion.

Because he is a gentleman.

A gentleman doesn't talk about profit, so money is a bastard!

And before spiritual peace, no one cares.

Because Lingjia has been a senior intellectual for generations!

That is to say, to the generation of lingping'an, the record was ended because of mathematics, physics and chemistry.

Senior intellectuals enjoy state subsidies.

Even if they don't have a copper plate in their pocket, they can have enough food and clothing.

Ling Ping'an raises her legs and leans on the back of the chair.

"Cold clothes day..." He thought, "prepare to buy some paper clothes, paper quilt, and burn them for your parents..."

The cold clothes Festival is a very important festival in the federal empire.

After the founding of the people's Republic of China, Taizu issued an imperial edict to designate it as "memorial day for martyrs who died in battle and meritorious service.".

Every year, the government holds a grand memorial ceremony.

People are more lively.

Every family will go out to worship their ancestors!

Said to go away, Ling Ping An stood up and took the key.

Then he waved to his pet. The little guy jumped up from the counter and jumped in front of him: "let's go!"

Ling Ping An Shi ran walked out of the gate and pulled down the roll gate and locked it.

The shops in the streets are basically closed.

Everyone went out to worship their ancestors.

Ling Ping An picked up her cat and went to a shroud shop on the street.

"Uncle Yang..." He called out to an old man who was in the shop, carrying his back and playing with his paper clothes: "please prepare a few sets of lovers' clothes Another mandarin duck quilt In addition, the bank notes issued by Tiandi bank will be bundled up! "

"Good!" The old man with his back turned and nodded with a smile.

Carrying his back, he went to the shelf and quickly prepared everything for Lingping.

Then, he wrapped the paper clothes and quilts into a paper bag and sealed them.

Then he packed several stacks of thick, beautifully printed banknotes of Tiandi bank in one bag.

"How much is it?" Ling Ping An asked.

"One hundred!" The old man was laughing.

Ling Ping'an nodded, took out his mobile phone, finished the payment, and then took these things, went to the roadside and stopped a taxi: "master, Jiangcheng City Federal Empire meritorious personnel cemetery! Thank you

The driver master smelt speech to smile: "good!" She beat up her watch: "Jiangcheng City Federal imperial meritorious personnel cemetery..."

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something. He looked back and looked at lingping'an: "is the son of a meritorious Minister?"

Ling Ping An nods.

Driver master awe: "thank you for your contribution and contribution!"

Ling Ping'an laughed and listened to the driver's master saying, "childe, today, all the organizations in Jiangcheng are organizing memorial ceremonies in the cemetery."

"A lot of big people have gone!"

"It's said that even the governor of Guangnan and the speaker of the Council of Ministers of Guangnan are here!"

"Such a big battle?" Ling Ping'an raised her eyebrows.

"Not at all!" The driver's master deserves to be a know it all. He said quietly, "I heard that it is the descendants of our Jiangcheng city who have made great contributions to the development of the real dragon."

"These guys are all in a hurry to be filial sons Ha ha... "

Ling Ping An listens and laughs.

However, this is the world.

Poor in downtown nobody asked, rich in the mountains have distant relatives!

It was, is, and will be.

However, Ling Ping'an got curious and asked, "what big people have come out of our Jiangcheng city?"

"Then I don't know..." The driver said, "maybe Is it a descendant of some meritorious official who has been recommended by the cabinet ministers after the election? "

"No wonder!" Ling Ping An nods.

Cabinet ministers

That's a big man in power!

Even if it's only on the nomination list, it's a wonderful thing.The following people heard the wind and burned the cold stove ahead of time, which is totally understandable.

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Jiangcheng cemetery for meritorious people.

A grand memorial ceremony is being held in front of the monument to the meritorious martyrs of the federal empire in the center of the cemetery.

Hundreds of officials, nobles and representatives of industry and commerce, all dressed in plain clothes, took off their hats and bowed their heads, and paid a silent tribute to the high monument.

A retired old bachelor, in front of the monument, holding a page of paper, reciting the memorial.

In his cadence.

There was a roar of salute.

Well dressed soldiers, carrying wreaths, presented to the monument.

Then he bowed and turned back.

He rourourou stood at the end of the crowd, her head bowed, wearing a plain white dress, wearing a small white flower.

Even so, her brilliance is still hard to hide.

Even in such an occasion, there are still some people can not help looking back.

"Who is that?"

"I heard it's from Lion City..."

"Three Buddhas together?"

"Yes..."

In these whispers, he rourourou did not move.

She knew that such an occasion was solemn.

Especially for people like her, you can't make mistakes.

Because, just before the crowd, the general of the black guards was also in solemn silence.

That's the real strong.

He rourourou can clearly feel the overwhelming power of this general, just like the vast and deep sea.

Just feel, he rourourou as if facing the mountains, looking up at the stars.

Give birth to a feeling that you can't reach.

This is the strongest of the extraordinary in the world.

General of the black guards.

One person can suppress the most powerful in a country!

Feeling his prestige, he rourourourou sighed in his heart: "it's really worthy of the reputation!"

She has been in contact with two black guards generals.

Last time, the situhe made her face the abyss as if she were facing the abyss.

And this one, then the abyss if the sea, immeasurable!

And this is just their usual state.

A relaxed look.

Once you do it, do your best

I'm afraid that even the gods can't defeat such a human being.

For they are on the line between man and God.

"It's no wonder that the black guards can make the gods of this big country and the world tied their hands, and the demons submit to the throne..."

She sighed.

Lower your head deeply.

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The taxi soon arrived at the square in front of the cemetery.

Ling Ping An pulled over to get off the car, paid for the fare with his mobile phone, and then walked with his pet and the sacrifice of today.

The square is full of luxury cars.

Although Ling Ping An does not know a car, but also can't distinguish those fancy logo.

But he knows that each of these luxury cars is a limited edition of several million or more.

"Little Jiangcheng There are so many rich people... " He shook his head and sighed.

Continue to move forward, the parking lot in front of the cemetery is full of state official vehicles.

Ling Ping'an walks to the door, takes out his own certificate, and after verification, enters the cemetery smoothly.

Along the road of the old year's memorial ceremony, he went smoothly to his parents' tomb.

As usual, state workers have come to celebrate this year.

In front of the tomb, there are burned paper ashes.

Ling Ping An put his pet on the path beside the tomb, and then picked up a tool placed beside the tomb and cleaned it up.

Then he sat down in front of the tomb and looked at the blurred photos of his parents.

"Dad Mother... " With his own wine, he toasted the two old people: "I've come to see you again..."

"Today is the cold clothes day. I'm afraid you don't have any new clothes to wear and no new quilt covers below..."

"I brought some for the second old man..."

He picked up the paper bag, put it in front of the tomb, and said, "see It's the latest couple's clothes and Mandarin Duck quilts

He picked up the lighter and lit the packet.

The flames rose and the smoke swirled.

Meow!

The kitten on the side of the road barked softly.

Ling Ping An took a look at it and laughed. Then he nagged with his parents: "Er Lao I failed in my business... "

"No guests for a long time..."

"Writing books It seems that the results are not so good... "Last time the water test pushed down, a total of more than 800 collections.

This week, it's just streaking.

He understood that the website must be beneficial.

He's used to it, too.

Anyway, writing books is an interest.

In front of his parents' Mausoleum, he opened the box: "in another two weeks, I have to go to the imperial capital..."

"The second old man also knows I have face blindness I really can't tell the beauty from the ugly... "

"But Three of them are unfilial, and no offspring is the greatest! "

"I can't, I'll probably make do with it!"

In the world, there are many things wrong with life.

Even Li Taibai and Tao Yuanming, who are respected by Ling Ping An, are the same.

Mr. Taibai, in the Ming Dynasty, used to make boats, but he had to be an aide. When the money was scattered and returned, he often had to worry about his own purse.

Tao Yuanming didn't bow down for five bowls of rice. He wanted to avoid the Peach Blossom Land and find his own ideal country. He wrote down his words about returning home. But he still had to face the reality of firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea.

How can spiritual peace be an exception?

He is no exception.

He knows this well.

After all, to live in the secular world is to be restricted by the secular world.

Fortunately, materialists never worry about these things or complain about them.

Materialists will take the initiative to face these problems optimistically and try to solve them.

Ling Ping'an picked up a glass of wine and offered another toast to the two old people: "today's winter clothes Festival, the second old man puts on new clothes and goes out to have a look..."

"Well..."

"I have also prepared some dating funds for the second old man!"

He picked up the stacks of bank notes from Tiandi bank and lit the lighter.

Paper and pen slowly burning, breeze blowing, let it burn more thoroughly.

After burning the banknotes, Lingping's task is completed.

He doesn't believe in ghosts.

It's a pure result of the influence of tradition and culture.

Confucius said well: respect the ghosts and gods and keep away from them.

Some things in this tradition are inferior if they are near, and disrespectful if they are far away.

It is necessary to keep a moderate distance.

"Let's go!" Ling Ping An greets his pet.

The little fellow immediately followed his master.

Meow!

He ran to the front happily.

Ling Ping An smiles.

One person, one cat, soon walked out of the cemetery. He went to the door, looked at it and found that there was no car. He took out his mobile phone and called an online appointment car.

Holding his cat, he squatted quietly to a waiting seat in front of the parking lot and waited.

This waiting seat has no back.

So he leaned gently against the body of a listening car behind him.

His cat, very sensible lying in his arms, rubbing his arms.

It seems to be a little afraid of the cold.

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Lu Bo walks out of the cemetery with the key.

He let out a long breath.

"The old man asked me to come here to blow the cold wind I really don't know what to think... "

"I won't come again next time!"

Memorial ceremony, nothing good.

All of them stood dumb.

The only interesting thing was that there was a beautiful, cold and unreasonable woman in the memorial crowd.

Thinking of the woman, Lu Bo sighed.

"Damn it! Such a beautiful woman is a rich woman He got depressed.

For him, this is undoubtedly bad news, because it means that he may not even touch it.

After all, he's learned to use money over the years.

As for other skills?

I'm so sorry!

When he thought about it, he became angry.

Because he could imagine that such a woman would surely fall into the hands of those high-ranking officials and dignitaries.

Think of that cold eyed tall woman, actually under someone else.

He became angry and angry.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it He swore and took out his car key.

Press the button.

Doodle! Doodle!

A car park light is on in front of haolai.

He went over, opened the door and plumped into the driver's seat.

"Find a place to vent the fire!" He thought: "I heard that a group of red haired ghost girls came to Qiuyuan villa in the center of the city recently..."

"It seems that there is also a broken aristocratic family..."

He licked his lips.

The red haired women of Qin and Lu once belonged to civilian consumption in the imperial court.But in recent years, with the development of animation and game industry, these women who had few upper class people were willing to patronize gradually became hot.

Thinking about this, he felt itchy and put his foot on the accelerator.

Bang!

The front of the car hit a waiting seat in front of it.

There seems to be a person sitting in that seat?

Road thin slightly a Leng, think about, he still stop the car.

After all, this is a cemetery for meritorious people. I don't know how many cameras there are.

You can't run.

Don't say it's a rich second generation like him.

The nobility can't run for power.

It must be bad to run!

No matter how much money you have, you have to go to jail.

"What bad luck!" He complained.

The only way is to remove the key, open the door, and take out your wallet.

Fortunately, he has money, a lot of money!

This is a good thing!

In particular, he had seen the man who had been hit by his own car, had stood up.

He didn't seem to be doing anything, just a little gray on his body.

Lu Bo laughed.

"Poor!" He said in his heart.

The man, all over his clothes and trousers, I don't know if he has 200 yuan. Even the reward he gave to Gui Gong in Fengyue field was more than that.

But on his face, he still showed a hypocritical smile.

For three hundred years of the federal Empire, if there is anything that has taught these gentlemen.

Well, it must be something that can be solved with money, and it's better not to think about other ideas.

So he walked over.

"Are you all right?" He asked.

The other party raised his head, looked at Lu Bo and shook his head: "nothing happened..."

"But..." He said, "you should drive carefully."

"Pay attention to public safety!"

Lu Bo listened and frowned.

Grass!

How can you show off in front of me?

He took out his wallet, pulled out a stack of 100 yuan bills and threw them directly.

One by one, they just throw them on each other.

"Do you want to pretend to be forced?" Lu Bo thought, "kneel down for me!"

He loved it.

I like to look at others, kneel down in front of money, and pick up banknotes one by one.

That makes him feel superior!

And this man

This young man is no exception!

After all, his hand of money is thousands!

Did you give him a month's salary?

And, this money, but only enough for him to pour a glass of wine to a beauty in the fair.

This is the gap!

Status gap!

Life gap!

It's an absolute resource gap!

He said with a smile, "pick up your lips."

"This is my compensation for you..."

He likes it.

It makes him happy!

There is nothing like throwing money at people, which makes him happy.

But the other party didn't seem to understand.

He frowned, patted the dust on his body and asked, "sir..."

"Have you ever heard a word..."

"A gentleman does not eat what he has come for!"

He's serious.

Lu Bo began to laugh: "Ouch! Or a gentleman? "

"But you Do you deserve a gentleman

"A poor man is not qualified to be a gentleman."

That's the truth!

Facts since ancient times!

A gentleman is like learning from each other, like polishing.

That's Meiyu!

When did the common people and the hard-working people be called "gentlemen"?

Can be a gentleman, whether in ancient times, or now, are rich in learning, wealth, holding the power of the world, drunk at the knees of beauty!

Those people are called gentlemen!

As for the present

Cheap clothes, cheap glasses, cheap shoes, cheap inch

Well

The cat in my arms may be valuable!

Cat?

He laughed.

"Sell me your cat!"

He took out his checkbook and said, "you can make any price!"

He wants to use money ability, call this poor understand, what is luxury ditch.

When he succumbed, knelt down and was defeated by the banknote ability, he would be deprived of his hope.

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