Feng Daoren had already got the news he wanted, and got off the boat with his hands behind his back. He was going to find someone to ask what the military judge meant. At that time, he was only thinking about letting Chu Qing run the temple, and he didn't ask in detail what the job should be like.
Dry.
When we got off the boat, there was a howl coming from the stern of the boat.
Feng Taoist frowned. He felt that Lin Shi's method was as unsightly as his honor.
Chu Qing stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the dark sea level, listening to the sound of wind and waves, and not knowing what he was thinking.
"Tenth brother." Chen Yan sighed silently: "Ninth brother understands how you feel."
Chu Qing, who had complicated thoughts, didn't react for a moment: "Did your mother run away too?"
Chen Yan: “…”
Chu Qing scratched his chin and then apologized: "I said the wrong thing, I'm sorry, I was thinking about something just now."
"If you say what you are thinking about, you will feel better."
Chu Qing opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
He has never seen my mother, not even once, but with the clues he found and the deeds he heard intentionally or unintentionally, the face he had never seen before became clearer and clearer, and the image became more and more vivid, as if
Very familiar.
Chu Qing didn't know what to say either.
At first, he thought he was a bad adventure in a grassroots counterattack.
Later, he realized that he was a wild prince and had a wonderful adventure.
Now, he understands that relationships are just a trick for a son to find his mother.
Chu Qing said in a bass that was not a bass: "Life, life, how can you keep me from being filled with emotion?"
Chen Yan smiled and said, "Tenth brother, is this the beginning of poetry?"
"Don't make trouble, poems are something that lowly people like us can't understand."
"Don't be modest. Ninth brother has also read Lao Shi's poems, and even fourth brother is full of praise for them."
Chen Yan was really very righteous. Knowing that Chu Qing was in a bad mood, he deliberately changed the topic and pointed to the tent on the coast: "You won the battle, and when the spring breeze is full of glory, why not compose an impromptu poem."
Chu Qing waved his hands repeatedly: "No, I won't lose this person."
"One, just one. Ever since you entered the officialdom, you have never recited a poem. Nowadays, the world has almost forgotten that you are a talented person in both civil and military... um, both literary and literary talents."
Chu Qing's face was filled with shame.
It’s not that I don’t compose poems anymore, it’s that they’ve all been plagiarized, and all I’m left with is chanting, plagiarizing, plagiarizing, plagiarism, and a saber on my neck, the white sword is stained with red blood, and if I don’t have any money, I throw it all into the river.
Chen Yan said with a smile: "Actually, there are several excellent works around me. Even if he is not a great scholar, he can still be called a famous scholar. If the tenth brother had created a few more masterpieces passed down from generation to generation, I think there wouldn't be so many people behind him in Beijing.
I'm chewing the root of your tongue."
Chu Qing rolled his eyes fiercely, it has nothing to do with poetry, okay?
If I didn’t compose poetry, people would say, “Oh, isn’t that a living animal?” But if I wrote poetry, people would say, “Alas, a living animal can compose poetry.”
Is there any difference between the two? One is a living beast and the other is a living beast who can compose poetry.
"What a great Confucian scholar? Everyone says he is a great Confucian scholar, but he is. If they say he is not, he is nothing." A trace of contempt flashed across Chu Qing's face: "Especially those from aristocratic families, they all say they are famous scholars, and the second official
I know about the second generation, I also know about the second generation, I also know about the second generation, I know it very well, now they have created the second generation, and they are almost monopolizing the field."
"What do you mean?"
"It's not interesting, I'm just talking casually." Chu Qing laughed and said, "Don't say anything, I'll recite a masterpiece for you. Listen to it."
"Brother Jiu, I'm all ears."
"Two men and women walked towards each other, holding hands. The woman leaned her head sweetly on the man's shoulder, but under her skirt, between her legs..."
"Wait a minute." Chen Yan quickly stopped: "A pornographic poem?"
"You know nothing, this is a book written by a famous female celebrity."
"Female celebrity, is she the same as Tao Ruolin?"
Chu Qing trembled in fright: "Brother, please stop making trouble. Let Mrs. Tao know that if you compare yourself to this person, she will have to destroy all the famous scholars in Zhongzhou."
"Then who are you talking about? Why haven't I heard of them? Which faction and which way?"
"I don't know which faction is which, but I heard that they are mainly attacking the lower three routes."
Chen Yan couldn't laugh or cry: "This is considered poetry, it's nonsense."
"You know nothing, this is called elegance, this is called close to life, you don't understand at all, Yangchunbaixue."
Chu Qing shrugged and did not dare to go into details. The main reason was that he was afraid that this field was right for him and it would be easy to close the book.
In fact, in the previous life, Chu Qing also read a lot of poetry, modern poetry, of course, more purposeful. At that time, he was chasing a goddess from the literature department and fell in love with her.
As for the so-called modern poets, they are criticized for being worthless. In fact, there is no way to say this. Everyone has to have their own ideas and judgments, and cannot just take whatever the Internet trolls criticize.
On this point, Chu Qing has the right to speak, and practice brings true knowledge. He has actually read that modern poetry collection, and it is not as nonsense as the Internet trolls said. After careful study, you will find that these poems are fair...
It's so annoying, and the internet trolls said it was nonsense, which was considered as a way to clear the air for her. After reading it, Husky jumped up and wrote an application to join the association, and bit anyone who didn't agree.
You still lift a piece of shit like a king. Your mother will beat you to death when she sees it. Whose intelligence is this insulting?
These so-called Confucian celebrities were all praised by people in their own circle, so Zhao Gao just had fun and told lies. He had to consult experts, and experts were experts.
"A pomegranate skirt, famous all over the world, three crotch poems, gold and jade wrapped in dirt."
Chu Qing smiled slightly, turned around and cursed: "Freddy, why are you silent?"
"Young Master." Lin Hai from the stern of the boat shouted: "There is something wrong with this old thief!"
Chu Qing and Chen Yan looked at each other, and together with the third brother, the three of them quickly came to the stern of the boat.
Lin Hai held a short knife in his hand, looked at Chu Qing, and said pitifully: "Master, you are too difficult for the general."
"What's wrong?"
"If you want to hear his call, you can't block his mouth. If you don't block his mouth, I will..." Lin Kuai knocked on his forehead: "I don't know what to say. This old thief almost said it to me.
It’s moving.”
Di Qinhu's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, many of his fingernails had been pulled out, and his mouth was covered with rags.
"Are you convinced?"
"This old thief is very evil. He just said, let him say ten sentences, let him say ten sentences. After saying ten sentences, the general will kill him however he wants."
"Then what?"
"He said it, just three sentences, and the general couldn't take action anymore."
"It's true." Chu Qing didn't believe it anymore. He squatted in front of Di Qinhu and took out the rag: "Come on, say ten words and let me let you go. If you can't talk to me, it's just right for you."
When your grandson comes over soon, I will throw him into the sea in front of you."
Di Qinhu spat out the blood in his mouth and said coldly: "The Japanese thieves treat me as their dog."
Chu Qing was happy: "You are quite self-aware."
"The dog that guards Chang Chao's three roads to the East China Sea."
"That's two sentences, let's continue."
"With an old dog like me, privateers can go into uninhabited territory, burn, kill and plunder, and they can even train their troops."
Chu Qing put away his smile: "You still have the nerve to say, it's the third sentence. I take back what I just said. I gave you five chances to say it, and there are only two sentences left."
"In Dachang Dynasty, we still have backbone, arrogance, and bravery, just like you, Governor of Chu."
"There's no point in flattering me. This is the fourth sentence, and there's one more to go."
"The dog died. Before he died, he told the dog owner that he had a backbone, arrogance, and bloody courage. He had done evil and was rich in blood debt. The dog owner would be afraid, because he knew that Dachang Dynasty had a backbone, arrogance, and blood.
He is brave and knows how to repay blood with blood. What should I do if Governor Chu is the owner of this dog?"
After finishing the five sentences, Lin Kui looked at his third brother, not quite understanding.
Chu Qing's expression changed slightly: "After you die, how long will it take for the Japanese thieves to come?"
"I don't know." Di Qinhu smiled: "But I know that if I die, the Japanese thieves will come."
Chen Yan gritted his teeth.
Yes, as Di Qinhu said, the Japanese thieves are not fools. The three East China Sea channels, whether it be the boatmen or the warships, are useless. Then the three East China Sea channels became a martial arts field for the Japanese thieves, burning, killing, looting, and practicing naval battles.
, because the one who is in charge of the navy is a dog raised by their Japanese thieves.
Over the years, the Ying thieves have committed many outrageous things. The Ying thieves know it, but they don't take it seriously. They never care, because the Chang Dynasty has nothing to do, the boat masters are not good, and the warships are not good enough.
But when the boat master changes, his troops become stronger, and he builds more warships, then what will the backbone of the Chang Dynasty, the arrogant emperor, and the bloody and brave army do? Of course, he will take revenge!
The Japanese thieves know it, they know it too well. So, will they watch the Three Roads of the East China Sea build docks, build warships, and train a real navy force? The answer is naturally no.
Therefore, killing Di Qinhu will arouse the vigilance of the Japanese thieves. Once the Three East China Sea Roads start building warships and get a new look, the Japanese thieves will take action. It is definitely impossible to declare war, but pretending to be pirates means pretending to be pirates.
It is certain that the islands will harass the Three Roads of the East China Sea more frequently, more violently, and more bloodyly.
Thinking about it from his perspective, Dachang pretended to be a pirate every day and went to Yingdao to burn, kill and plunder. Even if he was just playing, he was not afraid because the guard on Yingdao was a dog like him.
Now that the dog is dead and the guard has been replaced, what will he do if he trains troops and builds ships?
You must go and fight. If you don't fight, you will die. Wait for the opponent's warship level and sailor combat ability to catch up with you, and then come to take revenge?
Chu Qing hugged his arms and looked expressionless, while Chen Yan's expression was gloomy and uncertain.
Tan Ma ran over and said, "Sir, Di Qinhu's grandson is here."
"Oh." Chu Qing yawned: "Throw it into the sea."
Di Qinhu's expression changed drastically: "You..."