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Wang Banjin stopped, blinked, and said with a smile: "Should I ask my sister not to become a monk or not to get married?"

She had the foresight to put a spare pair of high heels on Aunt Mei's Santana, and asked Zhao Jiadi to put them on after carrying them out of the Summer Palace. Zhao Jiadi always liked to scare the king by saying that wearing too many high heels would lead to an early death.

Banjin and Wang Banjin argued that beautiful women need to bloom more in their bright years when they are old. She always said that if you are not gorgeous when you are young, you can't pretend to be young when you are old. Zhao Jiadi heard Wang Banjin's

After asking in reply, he said without hesitation that if you want to become a monk, I will definitely not agree to it, but I can't stop you from getting married. Wang Banjin was gloomy, with angry Vajra eyes, and pulled off the scarf around his neck, as if he wanted to strangle someone.

Zhao Jiadi took two steps back and said in surprise: "What are you doing? I'm warning you, don't touch this pure place of Buddhism."

Wang Banjin smiled sweetly and raised his fingers.

Zhao Jiadi was indifferent.

How could Wang Banjin be a patient master? When he saw that Zhao Jiadi was not showing any respect, he immediately killed him. He was so aggressive that he murdered his husband, oh no, he was murdering his younger brother Xiao Baliang. Zhao Jia was the first to do so.

A beast that is not even a probationary party member. He has no ideological consciousness to stretch his neck to be slaughtered in the face of the leader of the organization. He fights resolutely and straightforwardly. Wang Banjin's situation in armed struggle in recent years is that the river has plummeted day by day. The two men were fighting and chasing each other.

After fighting out of Guanghua Temple, Wang Banjin was panting at the door. He looked resentful, but in fact he was staring at Zhao Jiadi who was at a safe distance. His eyes wandered a few times. Zhao Jiadi knew that something was wrong.

, If you are facing a powerful enemy, you said to Wang Banjin, please calm down. If you continue to toss me, I will be really rude to you. Believe it or not, I will throw you over my shoulder and throw you across the street? Wang Banjin sighed heavily and said resentfully to me.

I'm just afraid that you'll be cold, so I want to wear the same scarf with you. If a dog bites Lu Dongbin, he doesn't know a good heart. Zhao Jiadi walked to the car and said goodbye with a rolling eye. The common people are not happy to endure it. God knows if you have an unscrupulous best friend who takes a girl for a ride.

, I saw that the impact was not good. By the way, where to go next? It’s not time to eat yet.

Wang Banjin got into the car and said he wanted to go to the Old Summer Palace. Zhao Jiadi's protest was ineffective. He went to the ticket window outside the scenic spot and bought tickets. There were only a few tourists. Zhao Jiadi has never been interested in tourist activities. Tourism and travel are two different concepts.

, like Wang Banjin, who spent several years abroad without doing any serious work and treated his studies at Imperial College as a side job. His main job was traveling, traveling all over the country alone. As for whether he was lonely, outsiders didn’t know. Zhao Jiadi ranked first in the textbook.

When I first learned about the Old Summer Palace, I was very surprised why it was called "Old Summer Palace". The Qing Dynasty was prosperous. If the word "Old Summer Palace" was placed in the hands of any literati, it would be a major crime to punish the nine tribes. Later I asked Wang Banjin,

Wang Banjin went to ask the old man again and found out that there was a story in it. It was Kangxi who gave his name and a plaque to his son Yongzheng, who regarded himself as a master of the Zen sect.

The emperor explained it as "round and spiritual, a gentleman's time; clear and universal, the wisdom of others." It seemed to be a very cultural wording. Zhao Jiadi wondered whether those Manchu nobles in those days would

When I heard about this garden, I felt like I had eaten a fly but I still clapped my hands and exclaimed.

It seems that it is not easy to be a courtier in ancient times, and to be a public servant now, and to achieve great success. It is even more difficult for a monster to become an evergreen tree in politics for several generations. There is a tumbler lying under the old banyan tree in the courtyard. Zhao

Jia Di squatted on a broken wall, smoking with her back to the wind, watching Wang Banjin jumping up and down with interest. Zhao Jiadi wasn't worried about her sprained ankle or something, Wang Banjin didn't need it.

Who would deliberately show pity to her? She has never been a dwarf in the spiritual world. As Fa Xiao, a close friend in the circle, said, Wang Banjin is the resounding dual queen of spirit and reality. Who doesn’t want to be Wang Banjin?

She is a favorite under the skirt, who is not a socialist young man with ideals and ambitions. Wang Banjin was dragged by a couple to help take pictures. She is familiar with this, but she is still willing to be enthusiastic. May the world have love

"We will eventually get married" has always been her QQ signature, but apart from chatting privately with Zhao Jiadi, QQ has not been used for hundreds of years, so the vulgar signature that does not match her personality has always been there without modification.

When Wang Banjin returned to Zhao Jiadi, she had intermittent attacks of neurosis. She had been encouraged and abducted by the old man since she was a child to recite many poetry and dictionary books. She put her hands on her hips and shouted: "I have no money to sell swords, and I fall drunk in the West Lake. Sister."

My sky is full of stars and people are sleeping~"

Zhao Jiadi opened his voice and cooperated in a tacit understanding: "Boy, come on, come on, I've carried a bunch of Longquan, Zhanlu, and Jing Salamander. How many kilograms and taels of apricot flower wine can I use?"

Wang Banjin laughed heartily.

Zhao Jiadi chimed in angrily a few times, then saw that she was still laughing, and cursed: "Smile, smile, smile, it will take ten years, if you laugh again, you will be reborn in your mother's womb."

The king pounced on Zhao Jiadi like a lion fighting a rabbit, threw Xiao Baliang down, rubbed his head against his chest, and said with a cheerful smile: "Wow haha, Xiao Baliang, you are so talented, my sister is getting more and more interested in you."

I feel more and more distressed~"

Zhao Jiadi had no choice but to hug Wang Banjin, cursing on his lips, but his eyes were gentle.

In a quiet courtyard with four entrances in an alley, the old man of the Wang family is practicing calligraphy in his study. He has continued this hobby since he retired. He is very good at cursive writing, but the old man has never left a calligraphy treasure in public, nor has he signed up for a calligraphy association.

, just regarded as a method of self-cultivation, Wang Zhuyun helped a little. The brushes on the pen holder are all cheap, and there are several kinds that can be bought in any canteen. The paper is made from Jingxian County, Anhui Province, which is relatively expensive, but this money

The old man took it out of his own allowance, and some were given as gifts by his disciples. They are not special gifts. The same is true for the cigarettes and drinks he smoked before quitting drinking. In addition to the big house and many books in the courtyard, there is a tree.

The rare banyan tree at the root of old Beijing is nothing special. Moreover, most of these courtyards will be taken back by the state after the death of the old man, just like Shijia Hutong.

Wang Zhuyun is one of the few in the family who can discuss classics and Taoism with the old man. His calligraphy skills are also good, and he can speak meaningfully, rather than being a boastful talker who is likely to be suspected of flattering others. It is no wonder that the old man does not think highly of Wang Qingping and Wang Qinghe's two grandsons.

, but Wang Zhuyun, who was expected to carry the banner of the Wang family, has always been in his mind. Even if he half escaped into Buddhism, he still cared for her. When it came to educating future generations, the old man was far more open-minded and casual than the old antiques of the same age.

, there will be some small paving steps that are innocuous and detrimental to the character, but they will never just point fingers.

The old man wrote a picture: "Bamboo looks like a hypocrite, but it is strong on the outside but hollow in the middle. Groups can block the sun, and the branches can't help the wind. The roots are thin and good at drilling holes, and the waist is soft and bowed. Literary people love this, and they have the same breath."

This is undoubtedly an irony of Zheng Banqiao's "Dianthus". The old man put down his pen and said with a smile: "Stand firmly on the green mountains and never relax. The roots are still in the broken rocks. They are still strong despite being struck by the east, west, north and south. It sounds good indeed.

, but throughout my life, I have seen a lot of so-called literati, whose words are harsh and penetrating. They are worthy of their conscience and are not weak at all as a person. It is hard to say whether they are worthy of their conscience. They are sanctimonious in front of others and evil behind others, especially in the past ten years.

There was a catastrophe, people biting each other, and everything was covered with chicken feathers. Later, many people went abroad, claiming that the domestic environment was not good, but in fact many of them had done bad things. They just wanted to be invisible so that they could have a clear conscience or say that they had less conscience.

Guilty, useless scholars, this statement will remain true for hundreds of years to come. I want you children to read more and know more about people. I don’t want you to be good at opportunism. No matter what your parents are,

Are you motivated by ambition or luck? After all, you have a stable family, so you don’t need to do things for big ambitions anymore. Read more, and you will be full of poetry and literature, and you will be able to see people and things better.

To be thorough and to know more about people is to use others as a mirror and be able to reflect on yourself more. In the final analysis, I still hope that you will be a good person. This is the most basic premise. On this basis, whether you are a great man or a common person will matter.

It won’t be any worse.”

Wang Zhuyun sighed: "It's just that these truths cannot be explained."

The old man smiled freely.

Wang Zhuyun raised a smile and asked: "Grandpa, what do you think of Xiao Baliang? Don't be sloppy."

The old man glanced sideways at Wang Zhuyun and smiled, but he did not rush to close the coffin and make a conclusion. Seeing that his granddaughter was a little anxious, the old man laughed heartily and stopped being pretentious and said: "As a businessman, he may not expect to be able to do Zhao Zhao in this life.

For Xin's sake, if you become an official, you will at least be a good one, I'm looking forward to it."

Wang Zhuyun took a huge reassurance and smiled.

Today's event was about to happen. My expectations were not too high. I just wanted Xiao Baliang to become familiar with the old man. I would be satisfied if it was good or bad. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be full of twists and turns.

It was highly praised that the strength of a national player is like that of a national soldier. The next Xiao Baliang's unintentional words that were so explosive almost made Wang Zhuyun's heart stop. Fortunately, the old lady was not angry, which invisibly increased her favor.

.Although the old man only mentioned the words "good official" and "expected" in the end, the quiet and indifferent Wang Zhuyun couldn't help but feel ecstatic. He almost called Zhao Jiadi to tell the good news, but finally held back.

, don’t pull out the seedlings and encourage them to grow, step by step is more important than anything else.

At around six o'clock in the evening, Zhao Jiadi drove Aunt Mei's Santana and drove Wang Banjin to the endless Guijie Street of restaurants. As soon as he parked the car, Li Zhijin, whom he nicknamed Dongguan Girl, was actually an authentic Beijing girl.

My sister Alto came over in an Audi. After the two cars connected, they found their respective parking spaces more than ten meters apart. They were lucky. When Zhao Jiadi and Wang Banjin got out of the car and went to meet Li Zhijin, they never thought that

There was a friction there. Just as Li Zhijin was about to reverse into the remaining parking space, he was arbitrarily occupied by a large Hummer with a Shanxi license plate. Not to mention grabbing the parking space, during the fight, his body shape was almost that of a small Alto.

The twice-sized Hummer scratched the little Alto with a civilian license plate. The driver was a fat man with no visible neck. He got out of the car with a trembling body. The co-pilot stepped out, a girl who could be his daughter. She was fashionable and beautiful.

She is young, but she dresses like a sexy young woman. The fat man is unreasonable. As soon as she got off the car, she yelled that Li Zhijin was stupid. When she saw Li Zhijin, who was taller than him, got out of the car, she looked even more obscene.

, the curse words are no longer used, and the tone is changed to a pornographic tone. The fat man can no longer control his eyes, nor can he control the bird in his crotch.

Li Zhijin, who was originally careless, went into a rage without saying a word. He even wanted to rush up and give this bastard a slap in the face, and use the heel of his high-heeled shoes to poke the fat man's anus.

Zhao Jiadi pulled Wang Banjin, gave Li Zhijin a look, and asked Wang Banjin whether Aunt Mei's Santana was strong. Wang Banjin smiled sweetly and said it was strong, even though it looked shabby on the outside, it was rich inside, and it was better than ordinary high-end German ones.

The car is still here for a man.

Zhao Jiadi returned to Santana alone with a cold face, quickly drove out of the parking space, increased the power of the car in a domineering manner, and crashed directly into the Hummer with a bang.
Chapter completed!