Lying in the rocking chair, Ang Lee carefully tasted the beautiful article written by the self-proclaimed scholar. He read it five or six times in a row, but he could not see any profound meaning except for the flowery words that sang the praises of virtue. Moreover, the flowery words were not very good. They were completely stiff and lacked the most basic sense of roundness.
The evaluation of his article was even more impressive. First, he modestly pointed out that his article was not as good as that of the ancient sages and was not perfect. Then, he compared his article with the articles in the newspapers of the Tang dynasty, pointing out the shortcomings of others and proving his ability.
His comparison was completely to break down the article into sentences and words, pointing out how beautiful and gorgeous his sentences and words were, while those published articles lacked such elegant words and content. Therefore, he believed that his article, although not as good as that of the ancient sages, was definitely better than the ordinary articles in the newspapers of the Tang dynasty. He was a sage who had been buried and deliberately targeted by villains.
Since ancient times, there had been a lot of people who were pretentious, especially the literati. Reading books could make people understand a lot of things, but at the same time, it was easy for people to feel that they were better than others and that they were destined to be superior to others.
Among them, the descendants of the declining aristocrats were even more so. Their families had declined, but before that, they were glorious. Born in such families, they must feel that their blood was noble. They even felt that the fate of the revival of their families was in their hands. As long as their excellence was discovered by the imperial court, their families could rise again.
Ang Lee had decided to publish all the articles of the self-important literati and the manuscripts that complained about his injustice. Below, he wrote down his and the editors' opinions.
Ang Lee got up from the rocking chair and began to write his evaluation of the literati. First, he analyzed the literati's article from a literary point of view. It was purely a low-level flattery. Then, he checked the literati's origin according to his signature. As expected, he was a descendant of a declining aristocratic family. Moreover, he was from a collateral branch and had been depressed for a long time.
Then, Ang Lee analyzed the literati's abnormal mind according to his psychological knowledge. From an authoritative psychological point of view, he criticized the literati's pretentious mind.
Ang Lee wrote more than a thousand words in one breath. Among them, the main content was the analysis and analysis of the literati's mind. It could be said that he pointed out the literati's mind sharply and enlightened people.
After writing the review, Ang Lee handed his review and the two manuscripts of the self-important literati to Du Fu. He asked him to write a review after reading it. He even asked the editors below to write some comments.
After writing the review, Li An spread out the white paper and began to write the content below Shoot Condor. Now, Shoot Condor was updated once a day. The demand for content was relatively high. Li An no longer had any drafts. He had to write desperately every day. Although it was all plagiarized content, he had to write it word by word. Every day, he had to waste more than two hours. It was very annoying.
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. "Ang Lee wrote too quickly. His hands were sore. He really didn't want to write anymore.
"Assistant Minister Li, what can I do for you?"
Ang Lee thought for a moment and said straightforwardly, "I heard that you write the fastest. I will read and you will write."
"Yes, I understand."
Ang Lee stretched and continued to lie on the rocking chair. He closed his eyes and recited the content of Shoot the Condor while rocking. He asked the person to be in charge of recording the content.
There was an absolute difference in the amount of physical strength needed to move one's mouth and hands. Lying on a rocking chair and dictating was much more comfortable than writing by hand. It almost didn't consume much physical strength. Therefore, Li An dictated the content twice in one breath. He only stopped when he noticed that the recording staff was sweating profusely from exhaustion.
"Assistant Minister Li, there seems to be a lot of content in this episode of Shoot the Condor Heroes! It's more than twice as much as before. "
The staff member in charge of recording asked when he saw Li An stop.
Ang Lee replied, "This is the content of two days. It has to be published in two days. It can't be published in one day."
"Oh, I understand."
After Li An was done with these matters, he rode out to relax.
At this moment, the scenery outside the South Gate of the Capital was very beautiful. It was very good to enjoy the scenery when there was nothing to do.
Surrounded by a few guards, Ang Lee rode his horse to a small village. He wanted to see the scenery of the village and experience the life of the ordinary people.
"Assistant Minister Li, long time no see!"
Li Yu of Gwangbyeong Of Gojoseon rode his horse and met Ang Lee halfway.
"Gwangbyeong Of Gojoseon has hunted a lot of game!"
Ang Lee saw a lot of game on the backs of Li Yu's attendants and knew that they had just returned from hunting and were preparing to return to the city. "
"I was bored in Baesun Courtyard, so I came out for a walk. I was itching to hunt some game and wanted to go back and cook it. However, it's fate that I met Assistant Minister Li. Why don't we find a place to cook some game?"
Li Yu said.
Ang Lee looked around and said, "There's a small village up ahead. Let's go there and borrow some firewood, oil, and salt!"
The best way to eat game was to roast it over a campfire. If you wanted to roast it well, you had to add salt, oil, and other ingredients. Otherwise, the taste would be greatly reduced.
Firewood was very easy to get. You just had to find some withered branches. However, oil and salt were not easy to get unless you brought them in advance. However, you probably didn't bring any.
From a distance, Ang Lee saw a large group of children fighting at the entrance of the village. Moreover, they were even using moves. He immediately found it very interesting and sped up.
When Ang Lee and Li Yu's group arrived at the entrance of the village, the dozen or so children had not stopped fighting. They slightly avoided their moves and made way for Ang Lee's group. They continued to fight by the side of the road.
"Watch my Nine Yin White Bone Claw, ha!"
A seven or eight-year-old child's right hand formed a claw and directly smashed the head of a younger child.
"Wah wah …"
The little guy who was hit could not stand the pain and opened his mouth to cry out.
"Watch my Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, wah …"
Another older child struck a coquettish and handsome pose. Then, he fiercely struck the chest of the child next to him with his palms, causing the child to repeatedly retreat.
"Let my Dog Beating Stick test you. Watch this! "
The companion of the beaten child pulled out a branch from the side and fiercely hit the head of the child who used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
The child who used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms quickly dodged the fatal blow and flew up to kick the other side over.
Ang Lee, Li Yu, and the others were immediately amused when they saw these children fighting with the moves of Shooting Condors.
These moves were all written by Ang Lee. Now, in such a short time, they had become children's toys, which made Ang Lee very excited.
"Assistant Minister Li! These are all the moves you invented. Now the children have learned them. It seems that the Tang dynasty newspaper has already spread to the people outside the city. "
Li Yu looked at these children and was very happy.
"Yes! I didn't expect that the serialization of Shooting Condors would have such a great influence. Even children have begun to play fighting games with Shooting Condors. "
Ang Lee said happily.
"Come here, all of you. Let me ask you, where did you learn these moves?"
Ang Lee shouted and greeted the children.
These children were more afraid of strangers. When they saw Ang Lee talking to them loudly, they were scared to stay away and finally ran away.
"They are all children who are afraid of strangers. Assistant Minister Li, let's go to the people's houses to borrow some firewood and roast all the game."
Li Yu rode his horse to a house.
In the vicinity of the capital, the living conditions of the people had improved a lot. There was no shortage of food in each household. Therefore, it was not a problem to borrow some oil and salt. At most, they just needed to pay some money.
Soon, many bonfires were set up in an open space in the village. Each bonfire was roasting fragrant game. The guards were pouring oil and salt on the game to make it more delicious.
The game was very delicious. With the addition of the roasting of the bonfire and the mixture of oil and salt, the taste became even more delicious. The intoxicating fragrance could be smelled from afar.
There were many greedy cats in this world, especially young children. When they were at the entrance of the village, they suddenly found Ang Lee and his party and were a little afraid. However, when Ang Lee and his party entered the village and roasted the game, they gradually lost their vigilance and were no longer afraid of Ang Lee and his party.
At this moment, Ang Lee and his party were roasting the game and emitting a very strong fragrance. These children smelled it from afar. One by one, they drooled and approached the game little by little.
Ang Lee and others had long seen that these children were greedy. They had hunted more game and it was enough to eat.
"Children, come here, come here. I'll give you meat to eat."
Ang Lee waved his hand and let the children in the village come over to eat the freshly roasted game.
The children who were already familiar with Ang Lee were no longer afraid of him this time. One by one, they pulled one by one and walked to Ang Lee's side.
More than a dozen children, sometimes looking at Ang Lee and his party, sometimes looking at the fragrant game, the corners of their mouths were drooling. However, they still looked at the game for the longest time. After all, the temptation of delicious food was greater.
"You must be hungry! Come, have some roasted meat. "
Ang Lee cut the game with a dagger and gave it to the children.
These children hesitated for a moment, then took it and wolfed it down.
"Is it delicious? Children. "
Ang Lee asked with a smile.
"Delicious, so fragrant!"
"Haha! If it's delicious, then eat more. Come, it's all for you. "
Ang Lee was very generous and used Li Yu's game as a favor.
One must know that Li Yu had eaten a lot of cucumbers planted by Ang Lee, so it was not a big deal to use his game as a favor.
While these children were desperately eating the game, Ang Lee carefully observed them and found that they were dressed very interestingly, completely like characters in the movie Condor.
"Won't Yiniang beat you to death if you dress like this?"
Ang Lee asked with a smile.
"We're not afraid. At most, we'll be beaten up."
A little fatty who was full of vigor and vigor said boldly.
"Boy, you're quite sturdy and not afraid of being beaten. Who did you learn to dress like this?"
Ang Lee asked with a smile.
The little fat boy smacked his lips and hurriedly said, "We're the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan. I'm Zhang Ahsheng, and next to me is my brother Ke Zhen'E."
Ang Lee took a closer look and found that it really was the case. Seven of the children's outfits did look like the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan. However, they were all children of farming families, and their family did not have the money to buy them special costumes, so their outfits were too simple and crude.
The eldest brother Ke Zhen'E was not blind, and there was nothing special about him. He was just holding a small piece of dead tree branch in his hand, and that was it. The second brother held a tattered fan in his hand, similar to the fan of Ji Gong in the television series of the future. He did not look like a scholar at all.
The third brother was even more impressive. He only had a small piece of rope in his hand, which could barely be considered a Coiling Dragon Whip.
The fourth brother was the most professional. He actually carried a shoulder pole, but it was a small one. The children of this era probably had to do farm work, so the family prepared a small shoulder pole for them.
The fifth brother used a curved branch to represent a butcher's knife.
The sixth brother should be a scale, but after looking for a long time, Ang Lee could not find anyone who matched the sixth brother's appearance.
The seventh sister was easier to find because there were only two girls. One of them was holding a small, straight stick in her hand.
It had to be said that this was the poorest crew Ang Lee had ever seen. They barely spent any money to set it up, and the props for the young actors were too simple and crude.
However, the most important thing was to be happy. As long as the children were happy, it did not matter what they looked like.
"Assistant Minister Li, these kids are really something. Even the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan have come out. This is all because of you. If you hadn't written the story of the condor shooters, these kids wouldn't have these games to play."
Li Yu said happily.
Ang Lee smiled and said, "These children are very talented. As long as they practice hard, they might really be able to act in the future."
"Act? Assistant Minister Li is quite far-sighted. "
Li Yu said with a smile.
After saying that, he looked at the children and saw that some of them had finished eating and were licking their fingers. He smiled even more happily.
Ang Lee looked at the children and saw that they were almost done eating. He said, "Little guys, are you full?"
"Yes, thank you."
The bold little fatty said.
"Since you are full, I will ask you a few questions. Is that okay?"
Ang Lee said kindly.
"Okay, ask away!"
The little fatty did not feel restrained at all. He seemed very casual.
"How do you know about the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan?"
"The storyteller in the village told us several times every day. We have memorized it."
"What do you think of the story? Are you interested? Who do you like the most? "
Ang Lee asked.
"The story is very good. I like Guo Jing because he is silly and cute."
"Hahaha!"
After the little fatty said that, the other children all laughed.
"What about you? Little girl, who do you like? "
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