Risking your life will help you......

Until Wang Fulin left the magistrate's office and planned to visit He Xinyin at the inn, this sentence seemed to echo in his ears. He tightened his scarf in some distress, and let out a sigh to warm his hands, but his heart was in a mess. When Xiaobei said this, he clearly saw that Ye Junyao's stunned face was as if he had seen a ghost, Mrs. Su was angry and funny, Ye Mingyue burst out laughing, only the person who said the words himself didn't understand it, and looked around, as if he still wanted others to explain to her why she had such a strict reaction.

Is this a thing a girl can say?

Wang Fulin shook his head, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his mood was really relaxed. passed the annual exam safely, and Hu Zongxian's affairs also went smoothly, after all, the next thing had to be made by the DPRK and the central government, and there was no need for him to show off his intervention again. Seeing that the end of the year is approaching, although there are still some things to do, such as the rice industry guild with the grain merchants, such as the Green Field Book Garden and the West Garden House, but compared with the hard work and intrigue with people all day long, these real undertakings, he does not feel tricky at all, but feels very excited. This is the life that people should live!

The inn where He Xinyin stayed was not with Mao Kun and Shen Mingchen, even so, as soon as he said it to the guy, the young man who was about the same age as Ye Qinglong immediately looked him up and down for a while, and then asked cautiously: "Dare to ask if it is Wang Xiaoguan?" ”

"Yes, it's me."

The young man's mouth was almost grinning to the root of his ears, and he immediately led the way with a smile on his face, and babbled all the way along: "Mr. He has ordered it when he gets up early." If Wang Xiaoguan comes. Be sure to bring him to him as soon as possible. No need to report. The younger one has been a fellow in this inn for three years, and has worked as an apprentice in the past, and the younger one has three brothers in his family......"

The words in front of him were normal and reasonable, but Wang Fulin felt that something was wrong when he listened to it, how did this become a resume? Could it be that He Xinyin has already told the idea of the Green Field Book Garden and the West Garden House? No, this Mr. Fushan shouldn't be so fast-talking! As he was wondering, the young man in front of him stopped, and explained with some embarrassment: "The little one has no other meaning. Ye Xiao's shopkeeper is a talent like a villain, and the villain is naturally incomparable, but the advantage of the villain is that he is diligent and willing to work hard, and he will never be too ......."

It turns out that this is a self-recommendation!

Wang Fulin smiled at this time. He looked at this young man who seized the opportunity to recommend himself in his own store, and asked rhetorically: "Since you are diligent and willing to work hard, why do you want to change jobs?" ”

What does job-hopping, a word that has not yet been extended in these years, take a while for this guy to understand. But his reaction was not slow, and he said bluntly: "Because this inn is opened by my father, the young one is the eldest child, such a small business." Naturally, it cannot be divided, and it will definitely be run by the big brother in the future. The little ones just want to fend for themselves as soon as possible, work hard, and save their parents from embarrassment. ”

If it was really Chao Qin Duchu, Wang Fulin must think about it, but when he learned that the young man turned out to be the youngest son of the owner of this small inn, he didn't have much entanglement, and nodded with a smile at the moment: "In this case, you go to the Yidian to find the shopkeeper Ye by yourself, and say that I asked you to go." If you look back and are really diligent and down-to-earth, I will personally arrange for you to do one thing. ”

"Little Yu Wen, thank you little official!"

The young man was almost unhappy to jump three feet high, but it was easy to stabilize his mood and continue to move forward with Wang Fulin. When he entered a small courtyard, he went to the front of the hall with thick cotton curtains and reported: "Mr. He, Wang Xiaoguan is here." ”

Wang Fulin glanced at the young man, and when he saw someone running out of smoke, nine times out of ten he seized the opportunity to report to the righteous store, and he couldn't help but laugh dumbly. Hearing that there was no answer in the door, he was about to say it again in person, but he didn't want the cotton curtain to be lifted in front of him, and the one who exposed his head was the boy he had seen beside him before.

"Petty official, please come in, my husband is writing."

The wind was howling outside, but inside the room, the thick curtain blocked the wind, and although the brazier had long since been extinguished, it was much warmer than outside. Wang Fulin saw that the boy had light steps and a low voice, so he followed the villagers to avoid making noise. However, when he entered the inner room, he found that the so-called writing was completely different from what he had expected - and it was completely different from the old grandfather who had seen on the street before, holding a brush the size of a mop and dipping it in water on the ground to practice writing - because He Xinyin held an extremely thick pen, and there was no paper in front of him, but he only wrote in the air.

He looked calmly at this time, but his eyes were almost wide, but he could only see the dazzling trajectory, and he couldn't see anything.

He believes that even if someone who has a hundred thousand points of knowledge of various fonts comes, he may not be able to see what this old gentleman is writing!

Fortunately, He Xinyin's ghost-like performance did not last long, he seemed to have finished writing what he wanted to write heartily, and threw a pen to the waiter, and then took off his robe and threw it away, then looked at Wang Fulin and said: "I am not happy in my heart, but I have no one to sue, and I can't even find a secluded place to yell for a while, so I can only use the pen to go to the void, express my chest directly, and write down these words that are holding back in my heart without vomiting and unpleasantness, and throw them out, and the burden on my body will be empty." There is no way to do it, because even if others say that I am deviant, there are some things that I dare not say to the outside world. ”

"If, on any given day, no matter what the reader says, he will not be charged; If one day, everyone can promote their views on the street and gather like-minded people; If one day, there is no longer a word deviant in the world...... Then, the world of sages has come! ”

This old gentleman is simply ...... The wrong era was born! But he has to say that even in the era when he came, there is no real freedom of speech. Otherwise, you go to the Statue of Liberty in the United States to promote some kind of argument and try it?

I want to think so, but for He Xinyin's method of venting his feelings, Wang Fulin thinks it's very good. If you dip it in water and write it on the ground, there will be no trace when it dries, but at least there is a risk that it will be seen. Even if you are a good friend, even if you are close to your parents, husband and wife, or children, you can't say some things, and you can't touch some minefields. Like the story of the donkey-eared king and the barber, some things are too risky, whether they are said or written. However, there is obviously no risk in the void of the pen, especially with the addition of some self-created cursive script, which is enough to make no one understand!

"Mr. He's method is really good, but the world of sages you said, with all due respect, let alone thirty or fifty years, that is, five hundred years and one thousand years, I'm afraid it may not come."

He Xinyin glanced at Wang Fulin, but did not object to Wang Fulin's extremely pessimistic understanding. He rubbed his wrist and returned to his seat and sat down, but he stretched out his hand and motioned for Wang Fulin to sit too.

"I haven't been to Huizhou for many years, although I have always known that there are outstanding people here, and it is not uncommon for them to be able to write at the age of three and poetry at the age of six, but it is okay to read like you, but it is the first one who is outstanding in other places. Whether it is said that you are Wang Disaster Star or Wang God of Wealth, no matter what, compared to grabbing a lot of talents, this is too unusual. I heard that on your way back to your hometown after entering school, two villains were injured and almost lost your life? ”

Mr. He, you are really unkind, you don't need to expose people!

Wang Fulin was suddenly embarrassed, and he couldn't say that the injured guy was already gone, and now this small body was the soul of an adult. And at this time, He Xinyin opened his mouth again.

"I asked you before if you wanted to learn martial arts from me. But now I solemnly ask you to learn the art of striking with me for at least a month. You should have deeply experienced that even if you have tens of thousands of soldiers, if you have no power to restrain the chicken, or even a sharp knife to untie your wrist, people only need three fists and two kicks, and you can die without a place to be buried. This world seems to be peaceful, but some are swaggering and deceitful, and some are people with evil intentions, you have a fame, you can wear a sword, and if this sword is not just a decoration, but a substantial deterrent, then, others will be much more respectful to you. This is something I have learned over the years. Convince people with reason, sometimes it is better to convince people with strength! ”

This is diametrically opposed to Confucian dogma, but Wang Fulin realized the deep pain when He Xinyin said this--he suddenly understood the origin of He Xinyin's words. If you can't come up with enough strength, every qiē is empty! As a result, all the worries and worries before were thrown out of the clouds by him at once.

"Mr. He is so loving, how dare I not appreciate it? It's just that at my age, will it be too late to learn swordsmanship or something? ”

Wang Fulin just asked casually, what he didn't expect was that He Xinyin stared at him for a while, but burst out with a sneer.

"It may be difficult to train to become a general who will capture the flag on the battlefield, but it is easy to make three or five big men unable to get close! As long as you are willing to learn, I will stay in Huizhou until the end of the New Year before leaving! However, I have one condition. He Xinyin paused slightly, and then said straight to the point, "Whether it is your Lvye Book Garden, the West Garden Elegant House, and your rice industry guild, how to operate and operate, I will write the details one by one in the future." As for Hu Songqi's side, don't worry, I will solve my worries and let him not intervene in a bad thing. ”

Hearing that this was such a condition, Wang Fulin immediately breathed a sigh of relief. However, he thought about it for a moment before he spoke: "Since Mr. He has this heart, how dare I not do it?" But I have a small request. The West Garden on the bank of Lianshui is about to be renovated, and the initial plan is to renovate two or three courtyards first, can you please invite Mr. He to invite Mr. Shen and Mr. Mao to live with him and put forward various opinions? I will also move in with me on the pretext of presiding over the renovation. ”

Hu Zongxian's former staff returned to the West Garden, which is also a good propaganda point.

PS: There are four days left at the end of the month, continue to ask for a monthly pass, and hope to add more next month (>_