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Chapter 603: New Year’s Eve Talk

"Uh, that's what you want to say. Why don't you say that since my teacher and my wife got away from the control of their elders, they have written a lot and Hangzhou and Zhejiang have been governed in an orderly manner.

Teacher also It was after I went to Hangzhou that I started to have conflicts with my family."

Song Yingchang answered matter-of-factly.

This was so natural that both Qian Xijue and Gao Yunsheng were a little stunned. < /p>

Gao Yunsheng looked at Song Yingchang's appearance and quickly reminded him of the key points.

"Haha, don't worry about this. Someone has already related it. When I passed by the lantern festival, I saw that the helpers in Shandong said they planned not to burn paper during the New Year. In the hometown of Confucius and Mencius, sacrifices are the best, but they have to steal Traveling around Guandong and Zhejiang to make a living. It’s okay if you don’t sacrifice this useless ancestor.”

As soon as Qian Xijue finished speaking, he couldn’t help but laugh.

"It's safe now. Even the hometown of sages is complaining about our ancestors. This unfilial piety is not caused by our new learning."

Song Yingchang then found an excuse.

“The number of helpers in Shandong did not increase after the new students in Zhejiang. In the past, they all stayed in Shandong as sharecroppers and burned paper. How dare there be so many complaints.”

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Gao Yunsheng continued to find loopholes in Song Yingchang.

"I said, maybe it's because the Shandong tenant farmers who couldn't make a living in the past simply starved to death and died at home. Of course they wouldn't have the chance to come out and complain about their ancestors after they died."

Song Yingchang said with a smile on his face.

"Well, if you put it this way, it's a good thing that you can't complain about your ancestors. If you complain about other things, such as the government, the gentry, and Confucianism, wouldn't it be chaos in the world?"

Qian Xi Jue quickly said it.

"Okay, okay. Today is New Year's Eve, don't talk about these heavy topics. In any case, Shandong has settled down. Let's choose something funny. Brother Xijue"

Song Yingchang turned to Qian Xijue and ended the topic of Gao Yunsheng. If we continue talking, anyone with a discerning eye will know that the pacification of Shandong is a temporary solution rather than a permanent solution. The people imprisoned in Shandong are now even worse off than before. Talking like this ruins the New Year atmosphere. Therefore, Song Yingchang cut off the topic several steps in advance.

Qian Xijue also felt for a moment that if he continued to talk about the storytelling he had prepared before, it might be too serious.

"That's right, then this book is no longer suitable to talk about. Let's talk about the previous storybook Tian Long Ba Bu. I also recently went to a teahouse to tell stories, and I didn't know the true ending of Xiao Feng."

Qian Xijue said mysteriously. He conveniently put down the storytelling script in his hand.

"Didn't Qiao Feng commit suicide by jumping off a cliff? It's clearly written in the book. Where did you get this distorted version?" Gao Yunsheng was because he had always encountered the situation when listening to teahouse storytelling before. Some malicious misinterpretations. As soon as I heard itGet angry.

"I'm going to look for it." Song Yingchang reincarnated and started looking for it on the bookshelf behind him.

The teacher’s books are always delivered as soon as possible.

"Here, he committed suicide. Even the battle report said he was dead. The protagonist will not have the halo, so he will be resurrected."

Song Yingchang was worried about his recent imitation of his teacher. The martial artist who came out was speechless. He was obviously dead, but I'm sorry to have him revived again in the next chapter. This kind of twist of fate is really a waste of expressions. It would be too irritating if the teachers all fell into the same stereotypes. I can't find any reason to show respect. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft

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