Chapter 26: Xiao Bai's Story Five

  They sang a few songs, "Shan Cha Shu" and "Green Island Serenade", so-called Thai Western folk songs. Then, with half-threatening and half-forcing tone, they taught them to sing in harmony, and then explained the fabricated origins and allusions, once again arousing everyone's interest.

  I caught a glimpse of Xiao Bai, still immersed in the lingering and slightly melancholic atmosphere of "Hong He Gu", and I handed him another chestnut. "You, don't pretend to be something you're not, if you don't understand, just ask. Don't try to fake it, ignorance is not shameful, but pretending to know when you don't is. You're young and don't know the taste of sorrow, you love to climb high, love to climb high, forcing new words to express your sorrow, but now that you've experienced the taste of sorrow, you want to speak but hesitate, you want to speak but hesitate." This poem "Chou Nu Er" by Xin Qiji seems to have struck a chord in his heart (this seems to be a common problem among young people), and suddenly his face turned bright red.

  He finally understands why that notorious little girl has a crush on this guy, he's really one of a kind. Even the so-called "Little Magic Star" has to admit defeat, sometimes it seems like he knows everything, and sometimes he's simple-minded and ignorant of worldly affairs. He combines many personalities into one body, making him interesting to be with, naturally relaxed and at ease. His actions make people wonder if he's reckless or courageous, while his ugly appearance hides something that makes people admire and respect him, leaving me even more puzzled and wanting to understand and explore further.

  "I have no hometown, and in my early years I wandered around with merchant caravans... All I know is that I'm a Han person." He repeated the fabricated origin he had made up again, this time even more fluently.

  Once again, I mentioned my initial ideal, and suddenly thought of the days when I just graduated from college, feeling aimless and idle. "I guess I'll be a chef," I said, which caused a commotion, with some people being too shocked and falling off their stone seats. The reaction was so strong that it even scared me, clearly everyone found it hard to adapt to this huge contrast. Even Little White's eyeballs almost popped out, stuttering "You want to be a chef?" (This is actually true, since I was young, my dad's repetitive craftsmanship tortured me, and my initial ideal was to become a great chef, preferably a foodie, who can taste delicious food without having to cook it myself, and enjoy this pleasure as a prestigious and profitable career.)

  Then I continued, "Who can predict the future, what one truly likes, why care about what others think? I live for myself, as long as I'm happy, that's all that matters. What's embarrassing about loving cooking? As the ancients said, governing a country is like cooking a small dish, it also requires skill and attention to timing, too much or too little can be detrimental. Even in ordinary things, one can embody the great principles of the universe." Xiaobai was also left speechless, looking at me with a mixture of shock and admiration, no longer speaking.

  And what I said later made them fall into a deep abyss, and some people were so angry that they stomped their feet and pounded their chest. The experience of the archaeological team I described, the behavior of archaeology at that time seemed to be no different from that of a despicable tomb raider in their understanding. It's probably hard to imagine that this is the experience of a prominent general.

  Incredible expressions, unbelievable expressions, deeply shocked expressions, heavily injured expressions, seriously deceived expressions, heart-wrenching expressions and so on, all of which opened people's eyes.

  When I said that before returning to Zhongyuan, for a long time I was considered an unemployed vagrant, and being a chef was just a sideline. Those folk songs, paintings, and calligraphy were just hobbies, and the art of war was only occasionally read as extracurricular material. At this point, some people couldn't bear it, revealing expressions of madness, others desperately pulled their ears, grabbed their hair, and grasped their necks as if having a nightmare.

  Once again, in the midst of returning to the original ideal, I would like to be a wandering knight from the "Records of the Grand Historian" who travels the world with sword in hand, helping those in need and punishing the wicked. They all looked like they had fainted, and someone whispered, "How did another one come?"

  In the end, I don't know either. The conclusion drawn by the masses who have suffered mental torture and trauma is that this person's hobby is absolutely too unique. With such knowledge, it's just an amateur enthusiast level. If what he said is true, a part-time grave robber who is proficient in military strategy, history, poetry, and cooking, then that person is either a crazy monster or a super scammer, or a genius who can learn anything.

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  Then, amidst the chaos, Xiao Bai was the first to recover and asked me if I had some opinions about those noble young masters. I hummed in response, "Opinions? That's natural. These aristocratic brats think they're superior just because of their birth, relying on their family background to get what they want, and are used to having everything go their way. They don't care if others are willing or not, as long as they get what they want. I've seen many of this kind, and when they encounter some setbacks, they can't take it. If you don't teach them a lesson, they won't know the suffering of the common people and think that food falls from the sky." Apparently, they didn't expect me to speak so badly about the royal family, and their faces turned even paler. "Just thinking about living with these spoiled golden branches every day makes me lose my appetite," I said. "Of course, that little girl is an exception. You don't have to worry, I'll take care of you, whoever gives you trouble will face me." (To be honest, I also wanted him to experience this kind of taste, a very mild lesson, the so-called hundred uses and hundred spirits treatment for picky eating, which makes people's faces turn green.) I noticed that he had a rare bitter smile on his face. "Boss, you're really something else. Maybe most people are like that. I believe there will be someone who can get along with you."

  "Spare me, will you? That little girl is enough, if there are a few more I'd be done for" (Xiao Bai) He secretly smiled, not everyone was as reckless and unscrupulous as Xiao Niu, only this perfect match could control her. It's really one thing subdues another, he quietly made up his mind.

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  Look at him with a silly smile, I gave him a chestnut "What's the point of thinking so much, life is happy and should be enjoyed in time. As long as you actively strive for it, you won't have any regrets later on."

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  "Of course, even if you become one of them in the future, don't be nervous, this is a common human disease. Even now that I'm in this position, I have to keep a calm mind when looking at things and constantly remind myself not to hold onto my identity, and look at everything with a superior eye. To be honest, I really can't get used to the sight of others being overly cautious and fearful around me, although I don't know how long I can maintain this calm mind. I think human nature is weak, when time passes by slowly, after all these things become normal, if others don't show respect and courtesy towards me, I'm afraid I will feel uneasy instead. This is probably the reason why power corrupts people, from ancient times to now, countless heroes have risen and fallen, it's easy to start but hard to end, those who can't retire after achieving success are all because of this thing called power, which is really hard to put down once you're immersed in it. The original ambition to serve the country and the people will eventually turn into a struggle for power, even if they didn't have malicious intentions at first, but because they couldn't bear to give up their position, they would also do many things that shouldn't be done. If ordinary people are like this, what about the emperor? No matter how good his words and deeds are, if everyone in the world praises him, day after day, year after year, how can he see himself clearly, see the world clearly? Therefore, it's necessary to have someone by your side, constantly reminding you, constantly warning you, so as not to get lost in personal desires and expectations." He seemed a bit moved.

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  I feel like I've gone too far, and my tone suddenly turned vicious as I said "The world is full of people seeking profit, everyone is rushing to get rich, so you're asking too many questions, hurry up and give me the money" (of course, the crowd couldn't help but sigh in admiration, thinking that this official was truly impressive, even extortion could be done with a hint of classical allusions)

  I'm so fed up, I just can't stop talking and it's all because of this. It's not my fault, after all, I'm not from this world, and I don't have much in common with everyone else. Those subordinates may be familiar, but they're not the ideal people to talk freely with, especially since becoming an official, every day is spent accompanying the emperor, and everything needs to be carefully considered and restrained. It's really frustrating. Luckily, there's a little girl who can help me vent, but unfortunately, she's too young, and sometimes I still need to coax her with carrots and sticks. Clearly, she's not a good listener either. These days have been suffocating, and it's hard to find someone who is completely unimportant and can listen unconditionally. It's only right that I take advantage of this opportunity to talk nonstop and torment him a bit. And I've also forgotten many of the things I should be careful about when speaking.