"Who's over there?"
Zhao Guangyuan asked the maid next to him.
Jinxiu glanced at the voice and said, "They seem to be several children from Ling Village. Do you want a slave to drive them away?"
Zhao Guangyuan shook his head: "No need."
The children in Lingcun are just like him, trapped here without freedom or seeing the sun and moon outside. You can play with the things you have now, and you still find life interesting, so why deprive you of it.
Feeling bored, he turned around and returned to the main hall.
I felt a little disappointed when I looked at my phone, which had run out of battery and could no longer be turned on.
I don’t know when I can go again.
Outside the stele pavilion, after seeing the tortoise in Changling, I even wanted to go to the mausoleum area to see the tortoise in the stele pavilion of Emperor Gaozu.
"The stele of the great ancestor's divine merits and virtues is higher, and the tortoise is even bigger!" I wanted to see it.
"It's too far over there. I can't walk in the winter snow." He Xi said.
Dongxue was not happy: "Dongxue can move! Dongxue also wants to see the giant turtle! She wants to see the big stone statue and Shi Wengzhong!"
In the entire mausoleum area, there is the Yongling Tomb of the founding emperor Gao Zu, and then there are other cemeteries of subsequent emperors scattered around the Yongling Tomb.
The stele pavilion of Yongling Mausoleum is at the forefront of the entire mausoleum area, not far from the dismounting stone that reads "Officials of various departments dismount" at the main entrance of the mausoleum area.
"There are also large stone statues in Changling, including Shiweng Zhong."
"No, Dongxue wants to see the stone statues on the Great Shinto, and if she wants to see the big lions, she wants to see the elephants!"
The Great Shinto that Dongxue mentioned was the Shinto of Emperor Yongling, and it was also the general Shinto shared by the entire mausoleum area.
Although the other emperors also had their own Shinto, they all shared Gaozu's Great Shinto. From the Great Shinto they entered the mausoleum area and then to their respective cemeteries.
The imperial mausoleums of the Great Qi Dynasty are all located in Tianshou Mountain, and the main entrance to the mausoleum area starts from the large archway on the 11th floor with six pillars, five bays and eleven floors of Yongling Mausoleum. From Changling Village, not only to the big archway, but also to the main Shinto of the Ling District, it is more than ten miles away.
"You can't walk."
It's not that He Xi doesn't want to carry Dongxue, but he can't carry it very far by himself. He Le and Changzhi are still young, and they can't switch carries with him.
When Changzhi saw Dongxue was about to cry again, he pursed his lips and thought for a while: "When uncle three is not on duty another day, we will ask uncle three to take us there and let your father carry you."
Seeing that Dongxue still refused, Changzhi coaxed: "When you go back, brother will use a lighter to bake steamed buns for you to eat, and tell you stories? I'll get you a live turtle to raise next time, okay?"
"Okay, okay! Then let's go back quickly." Dongxue finally smiled, pulled Chang Zhi and walked home.
Changzhi turned his head and looked in the direction of the Great Shinto. Changzhi was a little disappointed when he didn't see the bigger turtle. It has grown so much that I miss the big turtle in the aquarium and the little turtle he bought.
On the other side, Lin Zhaoxia packed up and went to her senior brother's appointment.
That senior fellow was in the same department as Lin Zhaoxia, but he didn't work as a screenwriter after graduation. I heard that he went to write online articles.
He also managed extremely well. I heard that I have already sold the copyrights of two novels. I do nothing every month and still make money. I am living a better life than these frustrated screenwriters.
Lin Zhaoxia wanted to learn from him.
"Senior Brother Jiang!"
"Little junior sister!" Jiang Hua waved to Lin Zhaoxia from a distance.
Lin Zhaoxia walked towards him, looked at the restaurant behind him, smacked his tongue and joked: "Choose such a high-end place? Senior brother, you are doing well!"
Look at this belly, it’s getting fat!
Jiang Hua touched his belly with his hand and smiled at Lin Zhaoxia: "If you have a big heart, you will be fat. Isn't this better than the dry appearance in school? Besides, it's not worthy of having a meal with a beautiful junior sister. How can you go to such an ordinary place?"
Lin Zhaoxia couldn't help laughing. While joking with him, he walked into the restaurant.
"You want a private room? Senior brother, you are really as prosperous as the rumors say. This is a big fortune!"
Peony Pavilion? Antique and magnificent, this configuration is high-end!
"Everything about Dafa is just rumors." Jiang Hua was quite modest.
Lin Zhaoxia looked for a seat while visiting the box: "No matter what the rumors are, your legend is everywhere in the school. The admiration of the junior students for you is like the turbulent Yellow River water, flowing endlessly. I have all your books. Read it."
Although I didn't see it at first.
"Hahaha..." Jiang Hua smiled cheerfully, looking a little complacent.
Lin Zhaoxia glanced at him and continued to praise.
"I heard that you have sold two copyrights, one of which is a game, a movie and a TV series, including radio and stage plays. Senior brother, you can do it! Can you let me hug my thighs? ?”
Jiang Hua laughed again and stretched his thighs: "Come and give me a hug! Hahaha..."
Lin Zhaoxia also laughed: "Then I'll hug you. Hold her tightly and won't let go."
"Just hug me." Jiang Hua said as he ordered the dishes, choosing the most expensive ones.
Lin Zhaoxia couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
They are all from the same department, and everyone has the same starting point, but within a few years, this senior brother has become so successful. Although Senior Brother Jiang has graduated, there are still various legends about him in the school and among his classmates.
I heard that when I graduated and found a job, I encountered obstacles everywhere, so I rented a basement and wrote online articles full-time. The kind of person who relies on instant noodles for three meals a day.
Sometimes I can’t afford instant noodles, so I can only have a few Gaozhuang steamed buns and boiled water a day.
The steamed buns cost 50 cents each. They were huge, solid and filling.
It's all so miserable, but there is still a girlfriend who never leaves me. Help with proofreading and be his first book fan.
As a result, once people become prosperous, they are replaced by dross.
But when they heard that they had given each other a large amount of money, they hugged each other and cried, and released him back into the world. I heard that they have been replaced several times now, and they all look like beauties.
Lin Zhaoxia didn't like men who were half-hearted. Although she admired this grassroots counterattack senior brother, she never contacted him until they had a previous cooperation before adding WeChat.
Later I found out that apart from being diligent in changing girlfriends, this senior had no major problems. He had high emotional intelligence and had a bottom line as a human being. I heard that every girlfriend who broke up with her got a sum of money.
And this guy is really talented.
The grassroots counterattacked and lived a life that everyone envied.
Lin Zhaoxia also hopes that one day she can counterattack and live a drunken life.
Having been severely beaten by society over the years, I have begun to understand what it means to be stronger than others. I don't feel happy or disdainful in my heart, but I want to smile on my face.
The two of them chatted while eating, talking about how wonderful the campus was and how difficult life was.
When Jiang Hua heard that she was looking for work everywhere, she patted her chest and said that she would definitely help and keep an eye on her.
Looking at Lin Zhaoxia, he suggested: "You haven't received any work now, why don't you try writing online articles first?"
"Internet article?"
Lin Zhaoxia has never written any online articles. But in recent years, Internet articles have become very popular, and her company has purchased several IP adaptations, and Lin Zhaoxia has also paid attention to some of them.
"Yes, Internet literature. Traditional literature looks down on Internet literature, but in my opinion, literature has no dignity or inferiority. It's just that the medium it carries is different."
Jiang Hua's tone was light.
He now sells tens of millions and hundreds of millions of copyrights, does nothing every month, and still earns hundreds of thousands in royalties. Sitting together with a bunch of old men from the Writers' Association, who makes more money than he does?
Be biased and let it be. Who thinks too much money bites your hand?
He is already very confident. This is not the time when he didn't even have the confidence to introduce his profession to others in the past.
He now openly tells others that he is a writer of online articles.
He is an online writer, but it doesn't stop the nine-headed beauties from posting to him one after another.
"Back then, I looked down on people who wrote online articles, and I wanted to find a job as a screenwriter. I thought that was a serious career." Jiang Hua smiled.
"But now many screenwriters are adapting Internet articles written by Internet article authors, and people like me can participate in the adaptation of their own works by selling the copyright, and my name will not be missed in the signature."
Jiang Hua looked at her, "What about you, junior sister? After working for so long, have you ever sold your own original script? Can you write what you want? Have you ever had a named work?"
Lin Zhaoxia was stunned by the question.
