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Chapter 6 The mentally handicapped in life as first seen

Chapter 6: Mental retardation in life is like seeing it for the first time ()

At dusk, when dinner was served, the family was chatting and laughing happily. Li You told his father about the recent affairs in the Yamen. Of course, he didn't go into so much detail, such as pimping and visiting brothels (although he was just sending money).

Fortunately, I can speak out in front of my family.

Li's father nodded and said: "You cannot be ingratiating with me, magistrate, but it's great that you can get along well with me, my master."

Mother Li and her four-year-old nephew were both tired, so their sister-in-law sent them back to the house to rest. At this time, Li's father gave his eldest son Li Zuo a few winks.

After receiving the instruction, his brother Li Zuo took Li You to drink again, but Li Zuo was a simple man and didn't know what to say, so he had to clink glasses and drink. Li You was already half drunk at noon, and he and his brother drank a few glasses in the evening.

He was so drunk that he couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north.

At this time, Li's father suddenly stopped Li Zuo and said to Li You with a smile: "Xiaoer, are you really able to write poetry?" As the saying goes, there is truth behind drinking, and Li's father firmly believed this.

Li You, who had drunk too much, slapped the table in excitement and shouted: "No one believes it, even my father doesn't believe me! My son will play a song for you now."

Apart from Li You, the only person in the family who could write was Li Zuo. He quickly conjured up a set of pens, inks, paper and inkstones and waited, obviously prepared in advance.

The most famous poem in Nalan's poems came into Li You's mind, and he opened his mouth without thinking much and said: "If life is just like the first time we met, why is the autumn wind so sad and painted with a fan? It's easy to change the heart of an old friend, but

The Taoist saying is that people's hearts are changeable. Lishan's words have passed in the middle of the night, and the tears, rain, and bells will not complain in the end. How can I be lucky enough to be a man in brocade, and I will make a wish on the same day with the branches."

Li Zuo struggled to write. After he finished writing, he showed it to Li You. In his drunken eyes, he saw "Life is as mentally retarded as when you first saw it..." and so on, a bunch of white words. Li You laughed wildly, smeared and revised it, and returned the paper.

The brother, whose face turned red, laughed three more times, then fell down on the table and fell asleep.

My son has become a new poet after drinking a glass of wine. He is a real scholar, but he was born into a government official's family. Otherwise, he would be another Li Taibai... Father Li was surprised and sighed, and asked Li Zuo: "What story is this?"

Li Zuo said with a worried look on his face: "It seems that the waiter was abandoned by a certain girl. He is pitiful and still misses her." After saying that, he took the paper and went out to find someone to copy it. This was what Li's father had ordered a long time ago.

You're so worthless! Let's hope my father arranges a good marriage for you. Father Li shook his head at the drunken and unconscious Li You and ordered the servants to drag Li You back to the house.

Less than an hour later, Li Zuo came back with a roll of paper and said to his father: "The word "Xiao Er" seems to be poorly written. The old man in ethnology actually cried after reading this word. He cried while copying it.

, I didn’t want to ask for a writing fee after copying it, so it must be very bad.”

Father Li was sitting in the hall, quietly not knowing what he was thinking.

At dawn, Li You, the policeman of Xujiang County and the most talented person of the Li family, woke up from a hangover and felt slightly dizzy. He got up to drink a few sips of tea and kicked his legs in the courtyard surrounded by trees. At this time, the breeze blew

Face, my body was in a state of ecstasy. I felt more comfortable, and slowly recalled the stars and the wind last night. It was better not to think about it, but when I thought about it, I immediately regretted it and hit my head against the wall.

Heaven! Earth! This song "Magnolia Flower Order" is a masterpiece in poetry, a powerful tool for pretentiousness, how can it be shown to others lightly! Li You's original intention was to launch it grandly on important occasions, so as to achieve a blockbuster, with millions of people looking up to it, and flowers clustering around it.

, the effect of a beautiful woman falling into his arms.

What was the occasion yesterday? Under the dim candlelight, there were three illiterate adults, one semi-literate adult and a four-year-old child in the family... The lyrics were copied to the point where they were as mentally retarded as when they first met... Poor fairy music, crushed in the dust.

"Secretary, now that you've gone home, you should take a good rest. I've sent my adopted brother to the Yamen to ask for leave for you." Mother Li came out and muttered.

Li You said hello to his mother, but was surprised to find that his father and brother were still sleeping with their heads covered. He did not disturb them and went out to enjoy the scenery in the town.

This Xishui Town is not a typical Jiangnan town with beautiful scenery, quiet and leisurely scenery. Looking around, the buildings are messy and disorderly. Whether it is the shore of Taihu Lake or the river in the town, it is really dense with garbage, the color is weird, and there is everything from rotten vegetables and leaves to broken boards on the water.

.Early in the morning, the streets were noisy with vendors and footmen, and the ships on the pier were busy coming in and out. Li You shook his head when he saw it. Who said that the environment in ancient times was necessarily good?

There was a notice-style notice posted on the wall at the street corner, and three or five people were discussing something underneath. Li You walked over casually and heard one of them say: "I was almost frightened when I saw the notice. I thought the government was going to recruit people again."

There are taxes and corvees, but if you listen to others, who would have known such a thing."

Another person said: "Just now I thought we were chasing fugitives. I have just been at peace in the Inspection Department for a few months, and I am afraid that once the fugitives are released, my peace will be disturbed again. By the way, why are you posting such a sour thing that you can't understand? Mr. Li

What kind of nerve did that second boy get so crazy that he started reciting poems and composing lyrics?"

Another person said: "I came from Zhenbei and saw three or four of them. What kind of magic is this Li family pretending to be doing?"

Li You raised his eyes and took a closer look, and saw that it was written in neat regular script, "If life is just like the first time we met..." The inscription: The name of the second servant of the Li family, a county official official, was written on the sixth day of April at a family banquet by Mr. Song, the teacher of the clan school.

I'm so worried about ghostwriting. It's a standard signature, but the position at the beginning is a bit shabby, and there is no way to call it Taizhong doctor so-and-so chief envoy.

Thinking of his father and brother who couldn't sleep, Li You burst into tears for their "simpleness"... They last night...

Scholars have the habit of scribbling on the walls, which is called scribbling on the wall. But firstly, they are always in tourist resorts, and secondly, they write directly with a pen. Who would use such big-character posters to post more than a dozen in the streets and alleys a night?

, and what’s even worse is that it was ghostwritten by someone else.

The most important thing is that the big-character posters posted by private people in this dynasty are usually used to curse people and complain about quarrels! It has nothing to do with elegance, and is similar to the toilet literature of later generations, similar to the kind of "who is so and so is a bastard". Poor.

The eternal masterpiece "Order of Magnolia" was spread in such a way full of vulgar peasant-style imagination. Although it seems to have broken the restriction of the scholar's right to speak, it is too...

Li You turned around and was about to hide his face and leave, but two scholars in long gowns came next to him, and the crowd automatically gave way to them. However, they heard the taller scholar wailing loudly and saying to his companions: "I am from the north.

After studying diligently for twenty years, Jieyuan was lucky enough to realize that he had become a talent. He came to Jiangnan to meet with the heroes and compete with each other, hoping to become famous in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Who would have expected that he got off the boat and found himself in a side street among the peddlers and thugs?

I can see such words and sentences. Even this humble official in the Yamen is no weaker than Yan Jidao in the Song Dynasty. Jiangnan's literary style is indeed at its peak. Today I know how to explain Yelang's arrogance! How can I see my colleagues in Jiangnan!" He said again: "Let's say goodbye.

I am going home and will never come to Jiangnan again for the rest of my life!"

Li You watched the northern scholar stagger away with sympathy. "This Duke Jie Yuang, I really didn't mean to hit you..."

No matter what, if you don’t look at the process and only look at the results, Li You’s talent began to spread in small, sporadic, and doubtful ways. The wheels of history that have rolled countless times are rolling forward shyly.

One small step.

Fortunately, the words he plagiarized are really masterpieces that cannot be covered by the light. If it is a limerick and he proudly shows it off, the four words "shameless" will become his lingering mark, and he will become someone who is despised and ridiculed by public opinion.

Maybe he will have a place in the joke collection a few hundred years from now. In this era, it seems that there is no such thing as being uglier or disgusting, and the more hype, the more popular it becomes.


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