Live well, this is really a scumbag, a hope that any respectable big shot would disdain!
The old farmer with his face turned to the loess may squat at the door, holding a large porcelain bowl and drinking stick stubble porridge, and at the same time give his young grandson a lesson.
"You have to live a good life and don't always think about going to heaven. The family is still waiting for you to carry on the family line..."
Or let’s say that the child laborers in the city who were learning some small crafts were slapped by their masters and starved for a whole day, and then their ears were held up and scolded.
"I'm beating you for your own good. It's only right to live and learn your craft, and then make money to support your blind old lady..."
Living well is already the lowest and lowest wish of human beings. To be able to live a long life without starving to death, drowning, being beaten to death, without any serious or terminal illness... repeating a monotonous life day by day, can Panting to be able to eat and drink, and finally when the coffin board is ready, others will say.
"This old man is not bad. He has lived past seventy... a long life!"
People! Aren’t you just waiting for this sentence in this life? Living a long life is also a blessing.
But this ideal seems a bit unsuitable for the figures standing at the top of the pyramid, especially the emperor.
You can wish these people health and longevity. This is indeed a very good blessing. Doesn’t the emperor like to hear others call him long live?
But you can't say "Live well..." What kind of blessing is this? Are you implying that I am a short-lived ghost? Co-authored: Am I not living well now?
No matter who said this to Zai Chun, it would make the little emperor anxious, but when this sentence popped out of the master's mouth, he did not feel any inappropriateness at all.
On the contrary, Zai Chun felt the master's sincere affection for him. At that moment, Zai Chun suddenly felt that Xiao Le was his father. It seemed that only a father in the world would give such a simple blessing to his son.
"Master..." Zai Chun's eyes were blurred for some reason.
Xiao Letian waved his hand, "Do you think I'm cursing you? Haha... Do you think it's inappropriate to give such a sentence to an emperor?"
"But I really want to tell you, live well...live well...you have to live well!"
"Don't think that just because you are in a high position as an emperor, you think that you are really a real dragon emperor! Remember that before life and death, you are just a name in the account book of the Lord of Hell..."
"Don't always take your own life so seriously, and don't believe in the nonsense about the Holy Emperor and the Hundred Spirits helping each other! Even if a gun hits you, it will still be a transparent hole!"
"Don't you have your ideal? If you want to realize it, you have to live well, be able to eat, drink water, breathe, think and spend time with all difficulties! This is what you should do..."
"Don't be stupid and rush into the line of fire from now on, let alone be unable to walk when you see a woman... Do the math for yourself, how many emperors in the world have lived a long life? Aren't most of them died young? ?”
"You! You are reckless and hot-blooded, but you also have a lustful person... This is your biggest enemy in life. If you don't change..."
Xiao Letian suddenly turned his head, stared at Emperor Tongzhi, and said word for word, "If you don't change...you will die here sooner or later..."
"Master!" Zai Chun's tears fell all of a sudden.
"Get out! I don't want to see you now, go back and apply your ointment..."
There was a dead silence in the cabin. Da Sixi and Xiao Sixi stood up from the glass, and supported the emperor with tears on his face. "Master, let's go give the medicine... The prime minister is right, you will Don’t take any chances!”
Zai Chun wanted to say something more, but Xiao Letian had already closed his eyes and completely refused to communicate with him.
Many, many years have passed, and Da Sixi and Xiao Sixi, who survived countless palace coups, were interviewed by a newspaper when they were still in their old age.
At that time, the eunuch system had been abolished long ago, and they, the last purified people, received a large amount of state compensation. With this money, Da Sixi and Xiao Sixi moved to Nanyang, where they told many truths. .
Da Sixi once said that the relationship between the head of state and Emperor Tongzhi was not a pure mutual utilization relationship as many scholars in later generations said. Although there were many conflicts and fierce frictions between master and disciple, there was one The two old eunuchs will never forget their memories.
In the far-off Middle East, Egypt, amid the canal crisis, the master and apprentice had a true love affair, and that time Sixi saw some secrets that should have been rotten in his stomach for the rest of his life.
They found that Emperor Tongzhi seemed to have used Xiao Letian to fill the father's love he had lacked since childhood, and Xiao Letian seemed to have put his first internship experience as a father into Zai Chun.
They are called master and apprentice, but they are actually father and son!
Zai Chun, who was rubbing his buttocks, was helped out by two eunuchs. As soon as he pushed them aside, they saw Xiang Ying, Cai Bixia and others with strange expressions. However, no one had the idea of mocking the little emperor at this moment, because they were all muddled. A Bodhisattva crossing a river cannot protect himself.
Zai Chun looked up at his senior brother and smiled sadly, "Go in, it's your turn... Remember, the moment the belt hits your butt, you have to luck to your Dantian, and then it will hit your butt, so be prepared in advance. It doesn’t hurt!”
"Ah?" Xiang Ying didn't expect Zai Chun to say such a thing, and was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to say.
After taking two steps, Zai Chun suddenly turned around and shouted into the cabin, "Master... that... that... what happened to the Spartans you just mentioned? Where is Thermopylae? What allusion is this? …”
"Get out!" A voice shouted in the cabin, "You shameless thing! Get out of here..."
Zai Chun stuck out his tongue, turned around and left. Da Sixi and Xiao Sixi were so ashamed that they almost turned purple, thinking to themselves that the master is so shameless.
It was a big deal for Zai Chun to be beaten. In fact, the soldiers in the guard company had already asked Doctor Huang to prepare for treatment. Being spanked on the buttocks was the simplest of injuries, and just applying some ointment would solve the problem.
While spitting out the cold ointment, Zai Chun called over the imperial chef who saved his life.
When he saw the little emperor, the imperial cook Liu Dada knelt on the ground with a pop of his sword, and kowtowed with tears in his eyes.
"Okay, okay! Get back on your feet...your name is Liu Dadao? How did you get the Zhiyuan..."
"Long live the Lord, I am the cook of the imperial kitchen. I was recommended by the manager Ermao. Isn't it your order? You said that to let the foreign devils experience our Chinese delicacies, you must choose a few from the imperial kitchen, so I chose I am..."
"Really? My decree? Oh...I forgot about it. Maybe I nodded and their subordinates did it! Tell me what reward you want?" m.
