Chapter 607

"Well, it seems strange, but there's no denying that it makes sense." After listening to the patient explanation of bald head, Jia Yun said that, indeed, bald head's words have been said like this. Although some of them don't make sense, this is really his explanation. If at this time, his father doesn't give help, then it's too much for others to look down upon.

What's more, there are so many people who are even greater because of her. With such a bald person, he will be bald. I believe that in this city, there will be a lot of bald people who will use money to smash their money. Even if they force the whole city to shave their heads, there's nothing wrong with their money. After all, money is like that.

"It's more than reasonable. What the young master said is just a wise saying. I must mount this sentence and put it on my bedside in the future. I must always wake me up and make more innovations in order to have better development." The fat merchant is determined to get this flattery to the local, so after Jia Yun finished, he immediately picked it up, his voice is louder, it seems that he wants to let all people hear it. His saying has aroused everyone's interest, and there are different opinions. They all think that bald is the best hairstyle in the world.

"Well, let's do this first. Let's listen to my poems first. Don't get excited." Bald he wants to solve such a problem as soon as possible, but don't mention bald, so he said.

"Young master, please do it. I'm all ears." It was said that the fat merchant was a little slower this time, and the first flattery was taken away by others.

Baldheaded nodded, then walked forward two steps, said aloud, "the name of my poem is called Gentleman theory, I hope everyone will remember this poem." Bareheaded, frowning, as if thinking, the whole look is very artificial, exaggerated, but the people on the field are used to see him usually like this, did not feel anything strange, are listening carefully.

"Fortunately, this time is no longer a bath poem, women are like flowers, drunk day drunk to sin on myself..." hearing the name of this time, Jia Yun relaxed a little, since it is a gentleman's theory, it will not be those erotic and violent poems, and he still has some expectations for this time.

"On gentleman, the author, Jia Junzi." Although his heart is a little chaotic, but Jia Junzi's face is not visible, he walked forward a few steps, righteous words, momentum swagger said, "the moon is dark, the wind is high, killing people and setting fire to the sky, dare not speak aloud, afraid of frightening people in the sky."

Originally, bareheaded still wanted to recite the verses that he had learned. Isn't it that way in many novels? I can attract a large number of people, but I turn around and recite the wrong verses when I was a child

Although these two poems are not from the same poem, they are still very appropriate, and there is a kind of awakening feeling to immerse in them, but they are not the same poem after all, so he was embarrassed when he was bald. He thought of his Chinese teacher who had passed away for many years.

"It's really a good poem. It's so incisive and vivid. Every word is full of feelings for the dirty and evil world." But before he was finished, the fat merchant immediately got up and cried out with tears in his eyes, even though he didn't understand the terms of the poem.

"The moon is dark and the wind is high, killing people and setting fire to the sky. I dare not speak aloud for fear of frightening people in the sky... It's really a good poem!" One of Dr. Xu's disciples murmured a few words and then nodded his head. He was not a compliment. There were no flatterers before him. After all, his position in this town is no longer like that.

"The first two sentences are very grand. They describe a person or a group of people who want to do something wrong in the dead of day and night." This pro disciple even stood up and said, "when people feel disgusted with it, the last two sentences suddenly turn around and end the poem with a very wake-up word."

"Don't dare to speak aloud, for fear of frightening the people in the sky..." the disciple went on for a few steps, pondering and saying, "from the first two sentences of this poem, it's definitely not a kind of poem describing the myth, that is to say, the people in the sky in this poem are definitely not gods."

"Now, we might as well look at the poem and draw a conclusion. After all, no one kills people for no reason. If they go to assassinate others, they should be a group of killers..." the disciple said it clearly, "so the whole description of this poem means that there is a killer who accepts the order, In one night, he wants to kill others, but his action is very secret. He is afraid of being discovered by the other party, and even compares the other party to a man in the sky. "

"If a killer is compared to a man in the sky, then his strength is very big. If a killer goes to assassinate so many people whose strength is higher than his own, it can be said that his mood is very superb." It seems that the disciples in charge of the biography usually know a lot about the eulogizing poems, so the explanation is like flowing clouds and flowing water, much better than the fat merchant just now.

"It's like in ancient times, Jing Ke went to assassinate the first emperor of Qin Dynasty, the wind is bleak, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return when he goes away..." the disciple said again, but his words surprised the bald head. He also met the ancient Qin Dynasty. Is this after the Qin Dynasty.

"The black wind is high in the night, killing people and setting fire. Heaven dares not speak aloud for fear of frightening people in the sky. This poem is also a kind of mood, describing his own sad situation, but also to kill a person whose strength is far higher than himself, just like Jing Ke, who had to face the whole state of Qin, they have the same father and different work. " At last, the disciple exclaimed that yueyingsheng had changed some poems which she said casually from bareheaded to adult poems which contained philosophy.

"Are ancient people so retarded? It's terrible. " Standing on it with his bare head, he felt uneasy. He was afraid that his poem would be discovered by the other party, because he didn't know whether these poems were before the Tang Dynasty. Had they ever heard of them? If he plagiarizes, it's not good. After all, the owner of the body is usually very noble. He won't do such things as plagiarism. In that case, he may be exposed.

However, when he heard that this man actually helped himself so much, he was almost happy to be bald, so he immediately said, "yes, this poem of mine is to tell you that no matter who he is, he doesn't want to be a bad person, even if he is a killer, but in his own heart..."

Baldheaded just said this. However, after he finished, he suddenly found that something was wrong. There were several people in the field. Looking at their own eyes, it seemed that something had changed. It was no longer the kind of respect he had before. He immediately understood that this was ancient times. Feudal thought was very pedantic. If you tell them, bad people can be forgiven, There is a reason for bad people. It must be very illogical.

As a result, bareheaded immediately changed his words, changed to this, "their hearts are also fragile, also have weaknesses, not completely. My poem is to advise you that even killers will be afraid, and their hearts will be afraid, so we must be brave when we meet those bad guys, and we will certainly defeat them." In this way, the temperament of this poem immediately became a poem advising everyone never to be afraid of bad people. In this way, it was in line with the situation at that time.

"Well, well, this poem is really good, much better than those before you." Jia Yun said that he didn't understand the meaning of these verses. However, with the eloquence of Dr. Xu's disciples and his son's firm expression, he didn't say anything. He repeatedly praised that he had already made plans to make the sales of this poem reach a new high.

"It turns out that this poem has such a meaning. I'm sorry, but I can't see it. Thank you for your instruction." The fat merchant immediately told Dr. Xu's disciple Gongshou that this was the person he couldn't afford to offend, so he flattered him.

However, he didn't say anything. He knew at a glance that the merchant was obviously not aiming at the poem. They were all smelling of copper. The two words of the poem were really not qualified.

However, I was secretly surprised that Jia Junzi's poems are very vulgar and vulgar. I didn't expect that he still had such a belief. It seems that people can't look good.

"Childe Jia's poems are really good. There is a kind of deep thinking feeling. We need to learn from each other more in the future." At this time, the disciple directly faced him, bareheaded and arched, saying that he was a doctor, and usually liked those documents and classics very much. However, it was only for one person. He was not active. Before, Shifu could share with him, but now Shifu is old, so she urgently needs a friend, But Jia junzi, who had heard of disdain before, was really surprised by today's poem. He thought this friend was very suitable.

"Yes, the dog must have more contact with you, so that he can learn those good things." There is such an opportunity, Jia Yun also can't let go, so he immediately said, to express his respect for each other.

"I will visit you some other day to discuss poetry, poetry, verse, poetry." Bald want to solve this kind of thing as soon as possible, so immediately nodded.

To tell you the truth, he is usually an Internet addict. When he is addicted to the Internet, he will almost be electrified by someone. Therefore, there is no chance for him to write poetry. She is very stage fright. She can stand on it for so long because she is similar to Jia Junzi.

At the same time, bareheaded also secretly strange, why the task has not come yet, he thinks that the current scene is a game, since it is a game, there must be a game task, but now he has no hint, it is like a group of real fantasy, it is not a game.

"Without a game task, how can I find a shortcut to go out?" Looking at all the bustling around, I don't know why, bald heart, derived from a sad scene.