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Read Again I’m Invincible – Chapter 58

Uy Vu Hou is alive.
Anyone can feel his anger!
His breathing suddenly became heavy, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes.
Everyone familiar with the Marquis of Wei knows that every time he shows this kind of expression, it represents that he has a murderous idea in his mind.
Why is he so angry?
Because he feels he has been cheated emotionally.
He also thought that his housekeeper was doing something evil, so that’s why Diep Ning could kill him to the door.
This kind of thing uses him as a way to cause trouble, even as a lover, giving it to Ye Ning, there is nothing terrible.
After being able to understand the whole thing, he immediately realized that the matter was not so simple.
A charcoal truck.
One sells charcoal.
Is this also a matter of fact?
He and the supervisors and others reacted at the same time, and because of such an insignificant matter, you ran over and kicked me at the gate of Wei Wuxian?
The Marquis of Wei thinks it’s impossible, no one knows it’s so boring, Diep Ning must be pinning him with all his might!
The thing “The housekeeper took a car of charcoal”, is just a poor excuse.
This, along with “Walk first, use the left foot”, is a moral conviction for people.
“It seems that Lord Ye is not in his words, on the surface it is to make me the housekeeper of the noble manor, but in fact it is also towardsBan Hou’s side is coming!”
The Marquis of Wei Wu has no sympathy for Diep Ning either.
After a brainstorm, he once again gave birth to a killing intent towards Ye Ning.
“Just for a charcoal truck?”
Standing on this side of Diep Ninh, people reading books are also a little bit of crying and laughing.
What do you think this is? . .
The main result is a charcoal cart a.
For this reason, authentication is a bit too silly. . .
“Diep Khanh this …”
In the Co Minh Nguyet palace, she didn’t know what to say.
Diep Ning here is not counted as not going to cause trouble?
Still deeply trusting Ye Ning, she actually gave birth to an illusion.
So this thing, Diep Ninh did a bit too much.
Co Minh Nguyet reacted, Diep Ninh could not know.
But when looking at Wei Wuxian, looking at the group of writers, thinking about everyone’s reaction before the Supervisor Institute, Diep Ning suddenly laughed.
“Only a charcoal truck …”
Is it really such a simple charcoal cart?
There is a strong sadness in Ye Ning’s heart.
This world is really sick, so sick everyone has taken up “Stealing other people’s property” this matter, becoming a trivial matter.
“I have a poem for you to listen to.”
Diep Ninh was still looking at the crowd.
He didn’t know how to describe his feelings.
From the time he came to Vietnam, he most of the time considered himself a passerby.
Only at this moment, of course, a deep sadness came.
“Sell your charcoal, cut wages and burn coal in Nam Son Trung.”
Diep Ning lightly opened his mouth.
People couldn’t understand the sadness of Diep Ning at this moment, but it didn’t stop them from listening to Diep Ning read poetry.
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Many people are here waiting for his next boss.
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Readers gathered together to listen to the spirit, but when they came out of the first sentence, they also frowned.
“This is also called poetry?”
Is there such an easy to understand direct poetry a. . .
Is this a poem, is it still a white dialogue?
But Diep Ninh did not pay attention to other people’s ideas, he was still reading this poem.
“Full of dust with sharp fireworks, two tons of silver with ten black fingers.”
Still very straightforward, straightforward, can’t see a single point of talent.
But Diep Ninh Van’s courage in Van Qi was also aroused.
From him, Bach Hoi acupoint gushed out, gently gliding and floating, and then in midair forming a vivid picture book.
In the picture, it is selling charcoal he pictured.
He spent the whole year in Nam Son cutting wood and burning coal. His face was dusty, appearing to be burned by the smoke of the fire, two tons of gray and white hair, and ten fingers were also burned by charcoal.
This scene makes the reader and the Marquis of Wei Wu understand why.
But those things that surrounded the old man, also in a moment, were touched.
Because they passed by selling charcoal he saw himself.
The mass labor is not all like this, is it?
Selling energy, facing the earth with gold back to the sky, using labor to exchange for survival.
The Marquis of Wei does not have such a relationship, because he is a marquis forever, rich and rich.
Readers generally do not have this kind of relationship, must know that in this era, reading is not a simple matter, poor family, may not necessarily have money, have a way to read books. .
Can go to school, basically the family background is not wrong.
From childhood to adulthood, not to mention happy dressing up, oldng is not certain because of the sad birth plan.
They only need to do one thing well, which is reading books.
The reason why they perceive the true bottom of the population is rooted in books, and freed from actual perception.
There are only a few people who read books, witness the happenings of Literature, and get emotional inside.
Poetry continues.
Where to sell charcoal for money? Siamese shirt on person in real mouth.
Sympathy on the body of the medical doctor, sad heart of charcoal to pray for the cold weather.
Diep Ning slowly whispered.
Van Qi started up, selling charcoal, his image changed, he wore simple clothes, looked at the empty house and rice, and an old friend was bedridden, his forehead was full of sorrow.
Yesterday outside the city was a yard of snow, understand the price of charcoal car ice radical.
The day of the hungry man was high, the city outside the south gate was in the mud.
At night outside the city, there was a large snowfall, early in the morning, Lao Ong drove the charcoal car to crush the wheels and drive towards the market. The bulls were tired, the people were hungry, but the sun had risen very high, so they took a break at the market outside the south gate in the mud.
In this world, poets, most of them use Literature to develop the magnificent mountains, the generals return victorious, and the beautiful women are beautiful.
But there are very few people who use Van Qi to show off the bottom floor of people’s activities.
Until people witnessed the sale of charcoal he pictured at the time, of course he gave birth to a kind of not-so-real feeling.
“Is life so hard for the old man on the bottom floor?”
A lot of people even opened their eyes wide.
But the Marquis of Wei, still has a look of anger, this thing breaks poetry, can not make him move at all.
These things are at the bottom of the stink ant, life or death, it matters to himstar system?
Le Dan is like an ant, why should the upper class pay attention to the living ants?
Then he quickly discovered that he was wrong and confirmed that he had a relationship.
Because Diep Ning whispered again.
“Who are the two cavalry coming? The Marquis of Wei Wuxian is in the White House.”
“Hands to say the official documents and mouth, return to the car and yell at the ox to lead north.”
The second Van Qi begins to kick in.
After a moment, the scene changed.
As soon as he saw Ly Tam with a scornful smile on his face, he led a group of people, waved his hand, and dragged the ox with charcoal.
The whole process is extremely short.
In the short term, it seems that this is really a trivial matter.
“Don’t think!”
After that, Wei Wuxian also had a big change in his face.
There was no way he could sell his partner’s charcoal, but he could still know that this poem brought great harm!
The word exam is the easiest to transmit furniture.
A good essay, knowing from the inside, describes the context of the incident, handed down from ancient times.
Originally, he felt that Ye Ning’s poem did not have this charm.
However, after hearing that, he changed his mind.
Because he saw the reaction of the crowd.
The old centenarians seemed to have their bodies fixed, one by one in place, and then the tears flowed down.
They saw his fate selling charcoal, thinking of himself.
That’s right, isn’t our life like that?
One side bears the burden of high taxes, the other side works hard.
But when he was reaping the fruits of his labor, he still wanted to be careful, because it was likely that he would encounter such a thing as selling charcoal.
They are used to being bullied, but it doesn’t mean that they won’t get angry and won’t hurt their hearts.
They are also people.
Selling charcoal he has a tragic fate, shining brightly is not they themselves?
“One carCharcoal, more than a thousand pounds, the administrator of the area regretted it.”
A car of charcoal, more than a thousand pounds, the manager dared to hurry away, Old Ong was all kinds of people who did not give up, but could not do anything.
Can only depressed to sit down on the ground, black fingers covering his cheeks, tears flowing from the gap.
He didn’t know how to get through this cold winter day.
I don’t even know how to lie on the hospital bed and hand over to my wife.
Seeing this scene, the people’s cries were suddenly exaggerated.
Chan Thien cry.
This is not selling charcoal he experienced, but they met.
Their Past, Present, and Future can all go through such a thing.
How can you not be touched?
This poem is written by Diep Ninh, not the rest, but the mass labor.
Possibly, in fact, this poem is missing the last sentence.
One last sentence is: Half of Hong Sa’s quarters are one zhang ling, the direction of Niu Tou is full of charcoal in a single circuit.
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The other took away the charcoal, and left half of the Hongsha skin, hanging above the Niu Tou as a reward.
These words Diep Ning did not add.
Because Ly Tam didn’t give any remuneration at all, he dragged the charcoal with a buffalo cart.
It can be said to bring the situation to a great extent.
So selling charcoal he (only) so desperate, even risking his life to find the Supervisory Institute.
“Good poetry!”
Tai Xiang Gao gave a compliment.
He bowed to Diep Ning and bowed.
“Good one post selling charcoal sir, great talent, open my Great Zhou exam from the tide!”
No one has ever used this method, naively, to directly describe a bottom layer of people’s plight.
According to Thai Huong Cao, this poem is considered to be the stone of breaking the heavens.
“Congratulations, sir, open a new trend of poetry!”
The group of writers quickly bent down.
Mood ofthey are complicated.
Because for the majority of them, in fact, they don’t know what kind of life the old geezer lives.
Now passing by Diep Ning, there are five mixed flavors in my heart.
Originally, people over time, of course, suffered so much.
“Ye Ning, you deserve to die!”
Others were touched and thought, and in exchange, Wei Wuxian had never been angry before.
He hates it!
This poem is so questionable, he considers it to be completely destroyed.
As mentioned before, a good test of words, the charm is infinite, over time, not only will not lose the light waste, on the contrary, it will become more and more dazzling.
Selling charcoal he is a good exam from the star?
From words to elaborate elaborate to see, of course not.
Possibly, the words are elaborately and beautifully written for the reader, but selling charcoal he wrote for the suffering of the people.
Using simple and straightforward words, ordinary people can be touched when they hear it.
This poem will definitely be handed down among the people.
Ancient god of fame.
Thousand anecdotes!
In every story of the ancient history, there is always a traitor character.
Without a doubt, this human is indeed his Wei Wuxian!
He is not afraid of others insulting him.
But not a representative, he thought to leave a bad reputation forever.
Beating for a while, scolding, and leaving a bad reputation forever, these are two completely different things.
But this poem by Ye Ning, is also to put him on top of the pillar of humiliation.
The writer’s pen, the knife is still sharp!
The Marquis of Wei was angry, he was bloodthirsty and stared at Diep Ning.
“You deserve to die!”
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