"I would rather join the Wuyu sect than be a minister of His Highness, I would rather be a dog than a Yaochi fairy..." The children outside the window chanted nursery rhymes and chased after the candy seller.
The man in green clothes closed the window and chuckled: "It seems that we also have power over each other, and we know the streets well."
Inside the room, a thin man in a white shirt leaned lazily, gently held his forehead with his hand, and said, "There is also another song. Party troubles arise, literary troubles are copied, dogs are like dogs, and national thieves are clamoring. Don't you know this?"
The man in Tsing Yi glanced at Zhou Ye noncommittally, poured two glasses of wine with a smile, and handed it to Zhou Ye: Ah Ye, is everything as you wish now? "
Zhou Ye closed his eyes and rested for a while, then opened them again, stretched out his hand to take the wine glass, and said with a smile: "I am only ranked third in the palace examination, and I am walking in the household department. If I don't stand in the wrong team, I can survive and get to the fourth level, and then be promoted to half a level and return to my hometown to take care of myself. It will be a favor from the Heavenly Family... Now thinking about it, I am able to be named a Marquis and Prime Minister, and become a very popular minister. It is probably because of the blessing of being unjustly imprisoned and exiled to a bitter cold land. Isn't that also... A favor from the Heavenly Family?" "
After saying that, the man drank the wine in the cup and raised the empty cup to welcome the bright moon.
"May the treacherous and sycophant be in power, and may the prosperous age last forever. "
Intention: Let the mist and rain live for the rest of your life