Chapter 2042 What the Husband Pointed Out
The screen was full of curses, and these people all cursed in different ways.
"The moon in the sky looks like a ball of silver in the distance. As the night goes by, the wind gradually tightens, blowing away the clouds around the moon. I see the heartless person." - Qixi Fairy Maid left a message on Qin Feng's Weibo on the 3rd.
This is a direct use of poetry.
The light of the moon is used to contrast the despicability of a heartless man. Although the words are euphemistic, we can see the dirty face of a heartless man through the words.
Qin Feng naturally understood this poem.
This poem is really uncommon, basically it is not found in the text.
First of all, poems that express resentment and betrayal of one's heart are generally not published in texts. Secondly, the author of this poem is unknown, and the narrator is unknown. Because this poem originally came from the archaeological excavations in Dunhuang.
However, Qin Feng, after all, is knowledgeable and has a strong memory, and has also read this poem.
This scolding is very elegant. Even if you have a little bit of literary skills, you won't be able to feel the contempt and ridicule towards yourself in this word.
This made Qin Feng have to sigh, there are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this Chinese Valentine's Day task force.
Of course, in addition to this, there are also people who use the "Poem of Resentful Lang" written by Zhuo Wenjun, the wife of Sima Xiangru, a famous talented woman in the Han Dynasty, to condemn Qin Feng.
According to historical records, Sima Xiangru was appreciated by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty for writing "Zixu Fu", and was named Lang (an attendant of the emperor) for his "Shanglin Fu". Soon he planned to take a girl from Maoling as a concubine, but he ignored Zhuo Wenjun. So Zhuo Wenjun wrote a poem "Baitou Yin" to Sima Xiangru.
It's as white as snow on the mountain and as bright as the moon among the clouds.
I heard that you had two opinions, so I came to resolve it.
Today's drinking party, Mingdangou water head.
The crocodile is on the ditch, and the ditch water flows east and west.
Desolate and desolate, there is no need to cry when getting married.
Would like to have as one people, old age is not way off.
How curling are the bamboo poles, and how clumsy are the fish tails!
A man cares about his spirit, why use money and a knife!
This poem cannot be said to be heartless, nor can it be said to be bad. Especially one sentence: I wish to have the person of my heart, and we will never be apart until we grow old together. It has been passed down through the ages.
As for Zeng Ke, this man, once he loses his heart, it is very difficult to get him back. And, very decisive. Sima Xianglu had long forgotten the days of sharing weal and woe and being deeply affectionate. He could not remember that there was a wife thousands of miles away who missed her husband day and night.
Finally one day, Sima Xiangru sent his wife a thirteen-character letter: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten million."
Just thirteen words, which may not seem like letters, but they are letters at the same time. Moreover, there is a secret inside.
It is not unreasonable to say that literati have been the most hated since ancient times.
Just say it, if you want to write a love letter, then say it openly and openly. You have to hide your head and show your tail like this. But it’s okay to hide your head and tail like this. When someone accuses you, you don’t have to admit it.
It can be said that you have misinterpreted my meaning. That was not my original intention.
This is why literati are hated. That's what you obviously meant, but you didn't admit it. It's so shameless to deny it in public after everything has been done.
The smart Zhuo Wenjun burst into tears after reading it.
What does this poem mean? It turns out that there is only one "hundred million" missing in the line of numbers. Wu Yi, this is Sima Xianglu's hint that he has no memories of the past.
Zhuo Wenjun, with his heart as cold as water and a very sad mood, replied to "The Poems of a Resentful Man"
After parting ways, the two places are inseparable.
It was only said to be March and April, but who knew it was five or six years ago?
There is no intention to play the lyre, and there is no way to pass down the eight-line script.
The nine-link chain is broken in the middle, and the ten-mile long pavilion is about to be penetrated.
Hundreds of thoughts, thousands of thoughts, all helpless to complain.
There are thousands of words to talk about, and I am bored and leaning on the railing ten times.
Nine times and nine times, I climb high to see the lone wild goose. In August and mid-autumn, the moon is full and people are not round.
In the middle of the seventh month, I hold a candle and burn incense and ask the sky,
It’s the dog days of June and I feel chilled when everyone shakes fans.
In May, pomegranates are as red as fire, but bursts of cold rain water the flowers.
In April, the loquats are not yet yellow, and I want to look in the mirror and feel confused.
Suddenly, the peach blossoms in March turn with the water.
It's drifting, and the kite string is broken in February.
Oh, Lang Ya Lang,
I wish that in the next life you would be a girl and I would be a boy.
What can I say? Zhuo Wenjun is talented. There is talent here.
You, Sima Xianglu, sent me: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, hundreds of millions, but not one hundred million.
And I go back to one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten million, and then I go back to the thousand, one, nineteen, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one.
Come and go, there are no billions, but there are billions everywhere. This is to rebuke you, a heartless and unlucky man.
Of course, in the end Sima Xiangru was scolded by Zhuo Wenjun so much that he couldn't hold his head up. As a literary man, his most proud talent was completely overshadowed by his wife.
If this was really a divorce, if this poem spread, he would be scolded for thousands of years.
Therefore, in the end, Sima Xiangru chose to stay with his wife Zhuo Wenjun for the rest of his life.
Of course, it ends well.
But when used on Qin Feng at this moment, this is not to persuade Qin Feng to turn back, but to scold Qin Feng for being shameless.
The entire Internet was in a frenzy.
As for the Qixi Fairy, of course it's fine.
For Fairy Qixi, the reaction from netizens was slightly beyond her expectations. But, she doesn't care.
Who asked you to do those things behind my back and have such a passionate fight with Britney. I didn't go to settle accounts with you, which is already a good thing. Now, fans, help me scold you, you deserve it.
Therefore, Qin Feng tried to find the video of the Qixi Fairy through the Internet, but did not answer.
Call, don't answer.
In short, don’t answer anything.
If you want to see me, you can come back.
Qin Feng saw that there was nothing he could do.
Gotta go back.
My fairy is angry and cannot go back.
However, I really can’t go back empty-handed.
Go back empty-handed, do you still want the ears? He had to be screwed to death.
So, Qin Feng thought about it, what should he use as an apology gift?
Moreover, Fairy Tanabata had to help her settle this matter. Otherwise, it would be too miserable for my Weibo to be exposed every day.
Although Qin Feng can use official power to delete it, or directly ban comments himself.
But then, is Weibo still Weibo?
Therefore, to untie the bell, one must tie the bell.
On the plane back home, Qin Feng thought about what gift to give.
After arriving in the imperial capital, Qin Feng dressed simply and put on a hat. Of course, he didn't wear sunglasses or anything else, just a hat and a pair of ordinary black-rimmed glasses.
If you have to wear a mask or sunglasses, you will attract attention.
Ordinary people may not recognize this person, but how could a reporter not recognize him?
Therefore, if Qin Feng is simpler, it will not attract attention easily.
After all, Qin Feng is not the kind of handsome person who alarms the Party Central Committee.
Soon, Qin Feng took a taxi and returned home.
Returning to the courtyard again, Qin Feng felt relaxed.
It seems that no matter what, I am still comfortable at home.
No matter how comfortable it is outside, it doesn't feel like home.
Of course, is it the place? Qin Feng thought for a while, but it was mainly because of his habit.
To be honest, if you live in a certain place for a long time and become comfortable, that place will become your home.
When Qin Feng entered the house, Fairy Qixi was still taking a nap.
Every day, Fairy Tanabata takes a nap. Napping is the most nourishing thing. If you want good skin and good energy, napping is the most important thing.
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