Zhuangzi Dreams of a Butterfly?

  Quickly moved back a bit: "Ah? ! ... "Need to pretend? The previous housekeeper, Ai Biao, was really stupid and absolutely didn't need to pretend.

  "Ah, Fang Jun... you little scoundrel, be honest with me, tell your brother, in the past when you were in front of me, you were timid and cowardly, didn't like to study, every day only knew how to wield a sword and fight, was that all an act? If it weren't for my sister reminding me, I really wouldn't have noticed, I just thought your personality changed greatly after you got hurt..." Li Ke circled around me, with a somewhat gossipy tone.

  "...Brother, little brother...Little brother really didn't mean to...didn't pretend..." Li Ke's eyes had a hint of danger, and he quickly accompanied his smile with an explanation.

  "Hmph, I'd believe you if pigs could fly. In the past, even when Jun Ge was composing poetry, let alone just a ordinary couplet, you little scamp would never be able to match it. Speak up quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless today......" Li Ke also had a gloomy face, wearing my gloves, holding my precious bow in his left hand and raising my treasured sword with his right hand, making a threatening gesture towards my forehead.

  "Do I really have to say it?" My expression was very awkward at this moment, Li Ke and Li Shu's eyes were shining, with an excited gossip expression, they chimed in unison: "Say!..."

  I let out a deep sigh, gazing at the distant clouds and said solemnly: "Now that it's come to this, I'll tell you the truth... Originally, I wanted to keep this secret until my old age, taking it with me to the grave... Alright, I confess. That day, when my father's large hand landed on my head, suddenly a stormy wind arose... Ah, why did you kick me?"

  Li Yu's small face was flushed with a mixture of laughter and seriousness, she withdrew her foot: "Wind and clouds surge? I didn't expect that Uncle Fang's martial arts had reached the level of ghostly powers. It seems that Jun Ge's martial arts must have been passed down from Uncle Fang's true teachings... Continue to brag, let's see what kind of tricks you can come up with..."

  I despise this little woman, adjusting my emotions, my expression looks so solemn and profound... I continue: "I was in a dream, oh... I don't know if I was dreaming or in reality, I saw a senior standing in front of me..."

  Li Ke's gaze at me also changed, and it seemed that he too wanted to kick me in the foot. He hastened his speech: "He cast a spell on me, making me traverse through time and space... traversing reincarnation, arriving in the later generations, letting me see all those strange things. I don't know how long it took, or whether it was just one lifetime, or merely the blink of an eye. Everything seemed so mysterious and unfathomable...... In the end, I woke up from my dream, and thus, I am no longer Fang Yizhi."

  "Really?..." Li Yu clenched his teeth, his eyes seemed to have seen a patch of yellow on the side of the road... I dodged... This time I finally avoided Little Loli's black kick.

  "I am not Fang Yu Ai, yet I am Fang Yu Ai...... Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, which one is me, and which one is the butterfly? A dream that has lasted until now, it's hard to distinguish between the butterfly and me." Taking a deep breath, he stood up, just like Cao Zhi who wrote a poem in seven steps, with a face full of helplessness and sorrow, walking away from the dangerous siblings: "Drink a bowl of Meng Po soup and walk across Naihe Bridge, knowing the affairs of past lives in this life, leaving one's name on the stone of three lives, but not knowing who he will be in the next life. Drinking the soup makes me forget the affairs of three lives." Is it really that important whether I am Fang Yu Ai or not?...... My gaze contains a thousand years of helplessness and sorrow... looking at the roasted rabbit floating dozens of meters away. Only then did I remember that I had been excited all morning, without even drinking a bowl of porridge, which made me so shocked and frightened that my mouth was dry and my stomach was churning with acid."

  She was gazing at my back with a dazed expression, her full red lips trembling slightly as if she was carefully savoring the poem I had just recited. A faint flush gradually rose to her cheeks, and the crystal-like luster in her eyes overflowed... What's wrong with this little loli? Was I that moving?

  Drink a bowl of Meng Po soup and walk through the Naihe Bridge... Don't know who he is in the next life, drink the soup and forget the three lives... Don't know who he is in the next life... Drink the soup and forget the three lives... Li Ke sighed. Ignoring me, he shook his head and walked along the lake shore with my treasured sword. Has robbery driven him crazy?

  Li Yu still stared at me with a straight face, too scary. I forced a smile and said to the girl: "I'll go take a look at the prey... just take a look." I quickly ran far away, these two siblings are really...

  Savoring the delicious roasted meat, drinking fine wine, watching Cheng Chulian and another sturdy and powerful young master fighting, without worrying about his own mortgage, without worrying about not having enough money to buy rice, without worrying about being late for work today, without worrying about being caught by the leader playing games during working hours, and not even needing to worry that his girlfriend would despise him for being poor and dump him - this is what happiness is all about.

  Li Shu squeezed in with that group of women, I don't know what they said, but it brought a burst of exclamations. This little woman was very pleased to giggle and even gave me a sideways glance with the corner of her eye, I ignored her.

  Li Ke seemed to have recovered, holding up his wine glass and raising a rabbit leg to join in the cheers. His shameless uncle began to cheer on his brother-in-law again.

  Drunk Li Yeli didn't know which nerve was acting up, insisting on competing with another high-ranking official's son in horse riding skills. The unfilial grandson of the number one martial artist of the Tang Dynasty, Li Jing, really wasn't covering anything up. On the back of the galloping horse, he showed off a hundred tricks, and I even saw that damned Thomas Spiral... Buddha above, I'm not drunk, nor am I talking nonsense, it was indeed Thomas... no, should be called Li Yeli Spiral.

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  Shaking head slightly dizzy, took a bite of rabbit meat, very tender and fragrant, ah...ah!!!

  A horse's neigh was followed by a deafening scream not far away, and Li Ye Huan flew off the horse's back with his teeth and claws exposed, and a big horse fell heavily on the soft grass.

  Cries of surprise rose and fell, Li Ye Huan stumbled to his feet, swaying unsteadily. "Fourth Brother Ye Huan, quickly lie down, don't show off." Li Ke, who was standing nearby, hastily pulled this guy back.

  "It's nothing...this beast..." Li Ye Hui was furious with himself for losing face in front of so many people.

  "The horse's hoof is crippled..." Cheng Chuliang looked at Li Yexuan's precious horse's front hoof with a pained expression. Clearly, the front hoof had developed an obvious crack, and a thread of fresh blood was seeping out, while the horse continuously whinnied in distress.

  Cheng Chuliang glanced at Li Yehui, who seemed reluctant to nod. Without saying a word, Cheng Chuliang snatched the dagger handed over by his family guard and was about to...

  "Stop!" As a member of the Green Environmental Volunteer Group and Animal Protection Association, I couldn't help but intervene. I dropped the rabbit leg in my hand, wiped the grease from the corner of my mouth, and took several big strides forward to block Cheng Chuliang's path. "What are you trying to do?"

  Cheng Chuliang looked at me strangely: "Junxian brother, what's going on..."

  "Why kill a good horse? There are so many game meats, no need to roast horse meat to eat?" Although my riding skills are not good, I still like this elegant animal very much.

  Cheng Chuliang seemed to be blamed by me and was speechless, looking at me with a strange gaze, then turned his head towards Li Ke.

  "Jun Xian, it seems your headache hasn't fully recovered yet..." Li Ke walked over with a pained expression, patting my shoulder, trying to pull me away and let Cheng Chuliang continue, no way.

  I'm as stable as Mount Tai, with a majestic demeanor. Even if Li Ke uses all his might to pull me, he can't budge me. Fang Yi'ai is useless in every way, but this physique of his is impressive. If it were just a matter of strength and muscle, I'm afraid he wouldn't lose to any of these spoiled brats, including even the adult man Cheng Chuliang - they're evenly matched at best.

  "It wasn't just the horse's hoof that was injured, right? Once it recovers from its hoof injury and gets a new shoe, won't it be back to its old self? Did you really have to kill it with one sword strike?" I said with great righteousness. Unfortunately, those women all squeezed over, chattering and pointing at me from a distance, making such a fuss. I glared at them fiercely, but only ended up provoking a burst of laughter like flowers blooming in the rain... failure.

  "Horse hoof?..." Cheng Chuliang stared at me blankly.

  "Of course." I despise this guy who doesn't even have a bit of common sense.

  "What's with the horse hoof?" Li Ke looked at me with an expression similar to Cheng Chu's, a rather silly look in his eyes.

  " Horse's hoof?..." Li Yehui looked at me with a puzzled expression, his eyes saying "Are you kidding me? This whole group of people has gone crazy?"

  "It's done!" I shouted loudly.

  "My little one is here..." My bodyguard responded in unison, with a very majestic expression and an air of utmost loyalty.

  "Let them see what a horse's hoof is!" I said with great momentum, waving my hand.

  “......”

  "What are you doing, hurry up and go?" Glared at the foolishly standing Fang Cheng beside me, could it be that this guy is just like those high-ranking officials' sons who only know how to recite poetry, drink wine and cause trouble?

  "Unexpectedly, this guy's expression was very mournful: 'Young master, what is a horse hoof?'"

  "You're so ignorant! It's the round iron plate under the horseshoe made by the blacksmith, used to protect the horse hoof from being hurt by hard objects. It's called a horseshoe...!" I was furious and raised my voice to its highest pitch. This loyal servant's intelligence seems to be quite low, it pains me. He needs to attend night school to supplement his education and improve his intellectual development...

  Li Yehui, who was originally lying on the ground like a dead dog, suddenly jumped up like a rabbit and took several big strides to jump in front of me. His face, which was originally slightly more handsome than mine, became extremely ferocious: "Where is Ma Zhang?"

  "Tell me!" Cheng Chuliang also had a fierce look on his face.

  Li Shuai's voice was like a ghost, his faint voice echoed in my ears: "Quickly say, Jun Ge...my good younger brother..."

  Cold sweat profusely, horseshoes? Damn horseshoes, the Great Tang Dynasty has already had high-difficulty products like horse stirrups and tall-bridged saddles, yet they don't have horseshoes?

  "I..." Before I could finish speaking, Li Ye Huan pulled me up and we set off: "You stay here, I'll go with Jun Xian and be right back."

  "Wait..." Cheng Chuliang's reaction was half a beat slower, and before he could finish speaking, he saw me being dragged away. He suddenly became anxious, pulled up his still-dazed uncle, and rushed towards the horse tied to one side.

  Three ruffians with murder in their eyes, tightly closed mouths, ferocious faces, galloping wildly on horseback. I didn't have the energy to open my mouth, clinging tightly to the horse's neck, not daring to breathe a word.

  "A few... a few masters, what are your orders... I'm just... I'm just..." Just two or three miles outside the city gate, an ironwork shop was surrounded by a group of burly men. The old blacksmith who held the hammer was so scared that his voice changed tone, thinking he had encountered bandits.

  Ignoring the three pairs of dead fish eyes, I revealed a kind smile and said to the old blacksmith whose legs were almost trembling like a convenience store: "Master, can you forge iron?......"

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  PS: sweat... Today I don't know what's going on, but I couldn't get into the author's area. Now I've finally managed to get in, everyone add oil and vote!