Chapter 201 Yan Song's Mind
An hour later, Tang Bohu clapped his hands and called a few Jinyiwei, "Let Niu Er and Hu San go, don't let these two guys freeze any major problems."
Yan Song said something is not without reason. After all, these two guys are their own people! The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and everyone should have a happy New Year.
Zhong Ling'er kept watching and listening to the conversation between Tang Bohu and Yan Song.
"I have seen enough, and I have heard enough." Tang Bohu turned his head and looked.
Zhong Ling'er walked a few steps to the red plum blossoms in the snow and said, "Yan Song is not easy to fool. With Lord Tang's eyes, you won't be unable to see Yan Song's thoughts."
"If you can say that, then you can see Yan Song's thoughts?" Tang Bohu asked back.
"Of course!" Zhong Ling'er picked a piece of plum blossom and said, "Yan Song is still very young, he is only thirteen years old now, but he has grown too fast, from a small scholar to a
Close to you, Tang Bohu! In this year, Yan Song's entire temperament seemed to be transformed, and his every move was filled with your shadow."
"Although I am a woman, I shouldn't think so much! But I have been wandering among the aristocratic families in Jiangnan. I have seen many, and experienced many, and the world of people is actually a dyeing vat, which contains various colors. Some people like green, some people like black, and some people like white! There are many fabrics in this world. Each fabric is dyed differently. There are all kinds of fabrics that are suitable for dyeing them. "
"And the scholar Yan Song, who was originally just a piece of white cloth, has been absorbing fuel crazily since Lord Tang took the white cloth away and threw it in. At a young age, Yan Song's talent is suitable for the officialdom. People like this who are too fat will often lose control."
"You mean he is an ungrateful wolf who is not well-fried, right?" Tang Bohu smiled suddenly and said, "Actually, Yan Song is still young. I don't think he will pose a threat to me now. Besides, Yan Song is actually an optional person to me. In fact, the factory can be managed by any person. I have never thought of holding him tightly in my hands. If one day is high and the sea is wide, I also hope that he can live the style he should have in this era."
"It's the little girl who thinks too much." Zhong Ling'er saluted a little.
Tang Bohu looked at the plum blossoms and said, "Look, the plum blossoms like to bloom in winter. Do you think the plum blossoms are disdainful to compete with the flowers in spring, or are you afraid that they can't compare to the flowers in spring, so they choose to bloom in winter."
"Who knows?" Zhong Ling'er chuckled and said, "But this plum blossom can bloom in the bitter cold of winter. I have to say that this plum blossom will face the cold wind for its own beauty: I have no intention of fighting for spring, and letting the flowers be jealous, and the scattered into mud and crushed into dust, and only the fragrance will remain the same!"
Tang Bohu nodded and said, "I traveled a poem about plum blossoms in June that year, and it has been passed down through the ages! The pride and nobleness of plum blossoms are worthy of our taste of its fragrance."
"If it were you, would you like to be the fragrant plum blossoms in winter or the fragrance in spring."
Hearing Zhong Ling'er's words, Tang Bohu whispered: "Actually, I want to be a carefree grass."
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As soon as he came out of the Tang Mansion, Yan Song looked disappointed! He thought that he could ask Tang Bohu to pay attention to him, but a cold water rushed towards him.
"Yan Song?"
While thinking about what Tang Bohu said to him, Yan Song heard a call.
Xu Zhenqing looked at Yan Song and said, "I heard that Tang Bohu has a capable man who runs the factory in an orderly manner. Even if there are so many complicated things in the factory, you can still handle Yan Song easily. Talents like you, dealing with a group of migrant workers here, Tang Bohu seems to be a bit useless."
"So Brother Xu." Yan Song said.
Xu Zhenqing walked with Yan Song and said, "I just saw you coming out of Tang Bohu's mansion."
"Yeah!" Yan Song nodded and said, "I told the owner of the manor."
"Is it the factory business?" Xu Zhenqing asked unintentionally.
Stopped in front of the factory, Yan Song said: "There are a lot of things in the factory..."
"Oh." Xu Zhenqing nodded and said, "Thank you hard for your hard work, brother."
"Yeah!" Yan Song bowed and walked into the factory.
Xu Zhenqing looked at Yan Song's back and whispered with a smile: "What did Yan Song talk to Tang Bohu? Why can Yan Song avoid not answering?"
Walking far away, Xu Zhenqing came to Wang Shouren's home in Tangzhuang. He pushed open the door and saw Wang Shouren's wife sweeping the snow in the yard.
"Sister-in-law!" Xu Zhenqing smiled and bowed.
"Come and see my husband." Wang Shouren's wife brought Xu Zhenqing into the door. At this moment, Wang Shouren and Wen Zhengming were playing in black and white on the chessboard.
Wang Shouren fell down and said, "I heard that you and Tang Bohu grew up together."
"Yes!" Wen Zhengming said: "At that time, we were young and didn't have so much worries. We were very free and easy at that time, but now..."
"So what's going on now?" Xu Zhenqing poured hot tea for the two of them.
"Maybe it's because of the Spring and Autumn Period that it's impossible to help me." Wen Zhengming said: "When we were young, we dug bird nests, caught chickens and dogs, and stole fruits. There was no need for the elders to scold them. At that time, life was very free, and that guy Zhu Zhishan always caused trouble, asking me and Tang Bohu to wipe his butt, and Tang Bohu often came up with many strange and unseen ideas to settle the matter."
"In the past, Tang Bohu always played with us, but now I always feel that Tang Bohu is not in the same world as us." Wen Zhengming continued: "Since Tang Bohu left Jiangnan and came to the capital, he has changed a lot! This change came too quickly, and now Tang Bohu makes me feel very strange."
Wen Zhengming smiled and said, "Sometimes I also feel that Tang Bohu was still the Tang Bohu of the past, but whenever he put on the uniform of the Jinyiwei, I feel a sense of powerless strangeness."
"People can change." Xu Zhenqing looked at the chess game and said, "I was having fun with you when I was still in Suzhou and Hangzhou. That kind of time has long become a memory."
Wen Zhengming sighed and said, "Sometimes I will also see that Tang Bohu is very tired. He is very tired. He hates the current life very much. Others may not be able to see Tang Bohu's every move, but I can see that Tang Bohu now hates the current life very much."
Wang Shouren fell down and said with a smile: "Maybe when we reach Tang Bohu's position, we may understand what he is carrying at this time."
Chapter completed!