It is indeed a forbidden technique in the martial arts world. After listening to Yang Fan’s explanation, the Liu sisters and Thirteenth Aunt were all stunned.
This is even more insidious than tricking people into working in illegal coal mines. Although the dead are the greatest, no one likes to do business with the dead.
There are many industries related to the business of death, but doing it and liking it are two different things.
"I understand. My mother is at home. I'll tell her when I go back home tonight." While feeling that the forbidden martial arts techniques were insidious, Liu Qianqian was also a little excited. Her mother was much smarter than her. She would probably know what to do after hearing this story.
Yang Fan definitely cannot be asked about the specific operations. It's like he only needs to do the output, and the matter of having children can be left to her and her sister.
While Yang Fan and his companions were still traveling in the air, the big circle became lively again.
"The sea is endless and the sky is the shore; the mountain is the peak and I am the peak."
"Only two sentences. Is this a fragment?"
"Why is it gone?"
Only Old Lady Wen did not find it surprising after seeing it. Her daughter-in-law had once passed on Yang Fan's three lines of Hengqu to her, and it was said that there was a fourth line, but it had not been passed on to her until now.
The reason why it is not passed on is a bit mysterious. The higher the position, the more people believe in this thing and they will not force it, so as not to harm others and themselves.
"Don't worry too much." Old Mrs. Wen sent a message in the group.
Boss Song immediately became unhappy: "How can you not care? Isn't this going to make people anxious to death?"
He recalled an experience from his youth, when he met a young lady who was very pretty.
After many twists and turns, they finally got to do it, but the woman only took off her top.
No matter how anxious Boss Song was or how he tried to coax him, he could only get one of the two, not the other, and he still feels aggrieved about it.
"That's right, sister, can you help me ask if there is still the first half or the second half."
"Sister Wen, please bring your grandson-in-law to Yanjing."
"Haha, Sister Wen, if it's inconvenient for you to do it, I'll do it."
The other bosses were as anxious as Boss Song, but they behaved very gentlemanly.
"Are you anxious now?" Old Madam Wen sneered, "You have never seen anyone more anxious."
Everyone was very happy, but was there anything more urgent
"Sister Wen, are you hiding your treasure?"
"Send it to me and have a look. I don't believe there is anything more urgent than this."
"I don't believe it either!"
Provoking me, Old Lady Wen shook her head secretly: "You asked for this."
Everyone's eyes lit up.
"Yes, yes, we asked for it."
"Sister Wen, please make us suffer, make us suffer beyond our wits' end."
"I can't wait to get myself into trouble."
then.
The old lady said the three lines of Hengqu: "Establish a mind for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the people, inherit the lost knowledge of the past sages, and…"
Suddenly.
The group fell silent.
In the minds of the elders, Yang Fan has the spirit of immortality, as well as the sense of the mundane, and he has his country and the world in his heart.
The Three Sentences of Hengqu were written by Yang Fan for Old Lady Wen, and also for people like them.
Such a scholar will definitely benefit the people if he enters the officialdom. It is impossible for him to be idle and only seek personal gain for himself and his family.
The silence in the group made the old lady feel comfortable.
The pain of waiting for the fourth sentence for so long finally feels like it’s been shared away. How satisfying!
"Been taught a lesson!"
"Ashamed, I suddenly remembered that I can still shine."
"This is a warning to us officials, and it should always hang over our heads."
For a time, the elders felt that they had accomplished nothing and hated themselves for not working hard and leaving behind great achievements.
As for the fourth sentence, they don't have that kind of urgent anticipation yet.
But Mrs. Wen knew that the fourth sentence was like a virus. When it first began to invade, the symptoms were not yet obvious. As time went by, these colleagues would become more and more miserable.
Just as he was sighing, an elder suddenly exclaimed: "Yang Qianli said that in addition to those two fragments, Xiao Yang also left a poem."
"What?"
The elders' eyes lit up.
This long vacation was so pleasant, with many climaxes and surprises.
"What are you leaving behind? Send it over here!"
There was a big boss in the group urging everyone to fly to Hailing Island immediately, stand on the top of the island, and look out at the boundless sea with the sky as its shore.
Not long after, a picture was sent over.
“Who took the photo?”
"Beat him to death."
"The photo is so small, how can we old guys see it clearly?"
"It can recognize text. Don't worry. There may be some typos in the recognition, but it doesn't matter. Yang Qianli is recording it and will send it to me later. There won't be any mistakes."
The elders were angry and anxious.
Soon, the words in the photo were extracted.
"Be a happy man from tomorrow on
Feed horses, chop wood, and travel the world
From tomorrow, care about food and vegetables
I have a house facing the sea, with flowers blooming in spring
… ”
In the first section, people see themselves when they were younger.
At that time, as a little kid, I always felt that everything around me was a restriction. My parents, teachers at school, and others were all people I hoped to get rid of.
I didn’t have so many ideas at that time. I just yearned for a simple, pure and free life and wanted to explore the unknown world.
But even if they had dreams, none of them could express them as poetically as in this poem.
"From tomorrow on, write to every loved one.
Tell them how happy I am
The lightning of happiness told me
I will tell everyone
… ”
In the second section, the irrepressible joy after finding happiness is very similar to everyone's psychology.
"Give every river and every mountain a warm name
Stranger, I bless you too
I wish you a bright future
I hope your lover will eventually become a couple
May you find happiness in this world
I only wish to face the sea and see the flowers blooming in spring."
The third section is a blessing to the world, which elevates the artistic conception and the height of thought, and expresses love without boundaries.
The whole poem uses simple, clear, timeless and fresh language, which reduces tomorrow's happy life to the minimum of worldly life and points out that today's life is too fettered by worldly trivialities.
"Modern lyric poetry." An elder sighed. He originally thought that Yang Fan only lived in the distant past and it was not very real.
Now, he appears alive in this era.
"Why do I have a feeling that lyricism is blood? I can see the red color in this poem, which is soaked in blood and created after being burned by fire?" someone expressed his thoughts after reading the poem.
"You're right. In fact, we only see Xiao Yang's appearance on the surface, and we have no way of knowing his life experience. I think he must have experienced extremely dark moments, which is why he showed his love for all beautiful things and his excitement and concern for the sublime life."
“It’s very beautiful, full of divine inspiration and radiating extraordinary spiritual light.”
Hailing Island.
Until dusk and the moonlight was shining, Yang Qianli was still sitting on the balcony.
The writing board has been packed and sealed, ready to be sent to Guangzhou.
"Avant-garde modern poetry, filled with divinity. Knowing everything about the past and the present, no wonder Wen Jia Mingzhu said he was a time machine." Yang Qianli looked at the sea. He wanted to stay here for a while longer.