Guo Dalu people, as his name suggests, are indeed a very big road person. "Big Road" means very generous, very sloppy, even a little confused, no matter what you don't care about.
Wang Moved but did not move.
The people on the main road are usually poor. Guo Dalu is particularly poor, extremely poor, and outrageously poor.
He shouldn't have been so poor at all.
He could even have been said to be a very rich man. If a rich man suddenly becomes poor, there are only two reasons: the first is because he is stupid, and the second is because he is lazy.
Guo Dalu is not stupid, he will do more than most people, and do better than most people. For example—
Riding a horse, he can ride the fastest horse, but also the fiercest horse.
Fencing, his sword can pierce the iron armor on the general's body, but also pierce the willow in the spring wind.
If you are his friend, when he is in a particularly good mood, he may jump into the Yellow River with his bare hands to catch two carp, and then jump out of the water to catch two autumn geese, make steamed fish and roast wild ducks for you, let you feast, and you will not be disappointed when you eat his dishes.
His cooking skills are by no means inferior to any celebrity chef in Beijing.
He can use the iron plate copper lute to sing Su Shi's "Great River East", and he can also get the three strings to sing Liu Yong's "Yang Liu Bank, Xiao Feng Remnant Moon", making you think that he has been selling and singing all his life.
Some even thought he could do anything but have children.
He's not lazy either, not lazy either. And I look for things to do all the time, and I have done a lot of things. How can a man like him be poor?
The first thing he did was a dart master.
At that time, he had just made his debut, had just guarded the funeral of his parents, sold and sent the pastoral garden of the family home, and wanted to rely on his own skills to break into the rivers and lakes.
Of course, he would not be a very shrewd businessman, nor did he want to be a very shrewd businessman at all, so he only sold one hundred and seventeen acres of land that was worth three hundred and twenty-one acres, plus it was given to poor relatives and friends, and the rest was not too much.
But that was enough for him to buy a good horse, forge a fast sword, make a few beautiful outfits, live in the best inns, and eat the best restaurants.
It was spring, and the plan of the year was spring. Spring is a good time to do a lot of things, and it is also the best time for dart business.
The best time for the dart business is the best time for the robber business.
Luo Zhenyi, the chief dart head of the "Central Plains Dart Bureau", although people are not old, the rivers and lakes are old, of course, he understands this truth very well. So walking on the road, always be extra careful. Besides, it was spring, and the dart he had protected this time was not light.
However, it is not enough for the bodyguard to rely on caution, but also to be strong in martial arts and good luck.
Luo Zhenyi's martial arts were not weak, but this time his luck was really bad, and he actually met the most difficult Ouyang brother on the Two Rivers Underworld.
The Ouyang brothers were not two people, nor were they three or four people...
The Ouyang brothers are one person.
This person's name is "Ouyang Brothers".
Although he was only one person, he was simply more difficult to fight than forty people. He made a short knife in his left hand and a long knife in his right hand, and he could also send out seven or eight different dark weapons at the same time, and few people could see where his dark weapons came from.
Luo Zhenyi couldn't see it either. He had just dodged three "golden back bow flower crossbows" and a barrel of "meteor catching the moon sleeve arrow", who knew that the Ouyang brothers turned their backs and shot out a pair of cold needles.
A deadly needle shoots out of a place where no one else can guess.
Luo Zhenyi received two stitches on his right shoulder, and although he was not immediately killed, he could only wait for the Ouyang brothers to come and ask for his life.
Even if the Ouyang brothers didn't want his life, he lost the dart this time, and he only had to hang himself and jump into the river to wipe his neck, and he wanted his own life.
Just at this moment, suddenly a fast horse came, the horse was faster and faster, the horse had not yet arrived, and the person had already arrived. The Ouyang brothers only saw a person falling from mid-air, seven or eight kinds of dark weapons had not even had time to strike, and the left and right pulse gates had already been stabbed by people at the same time.
The savior who fell in mid-air was naturally Guo Dalu.
Luo Zhenyi was naturally not only grateful to this savior, but also admired; not only admired, but also admired the five bodies to the ground. After sending this dart to the ground, he should be invited to return to the dart board with him anyway.
Of course, Guo Dalu went, and he didn't have anything else to do anyway.
He would have gone even if he had something else important.
This was his first shot, and he suddenly realized that he was not only good in martial arts, but also good in popularity.
So Luo Zhenyi felt strange and asked, "Why don't you make a dart head like Brother Guo with such a high skill?" ”
Guo Dalu also asked, "Why do people with high martial arts want to go to bodyguards!" ”
He only thought that being a dart head was also quite imposing and interesting. Besides, Luo Zhenyi asked him to be the deputy general manager.
A person who has been a deputy general dart head in the first place is indeed powerful and spirited enough!
The only regret that Guo Dalu felt was that the "Central Plains Dart Bureau" was not the largest dart game in the Central Plains, not even a first-class dart game.
He waited for several days before receiving the first deal, which was not a big deal, but only a few thousand taels of silver from Kaifeng to return to Luoyang on behalf of others.
The road is not far, the dart is not heavy, and there is such a deputy chief dart head, the total dart head is naturally happy to be at ease and comfortable at home to recuperate.
It's still spring, and in the morning, the dart cart is set off.
The plan of the year lies in the spring, and the plan of the day lies in the morning, which is really good to start.
The dart flag was unfurled in the wind, the shouts of the runners were loud and clear, Guo Dalu was wearing a violet shirt and wearing a sheathed sword, riding on a large white horse, the spring sun had just risen, illuminating him warmly, the spring mountains in the distance were as blue as a wash, and the swallows were making nests in the mud on the trees.
He felt very happy and proud in his heart.
He only hoped to meet thousands of thieves and good men in the green forest on the road, but it was not entirely for the sake of him wanting to reveal his ability and show his prestige, but to make more friends.
The more friends the better. He likes friends, and it would be very exciting and interesting to be able to make friends with such people, and it would be even better if he could persuade them to change from evil to righteousness.
Sure enough, he met.
It's just a pity that what he encountered was not the kind of Jiangyang thief he imagined, who divided gold with a big scale, a small scale and silver, a large piece of meat, and a large bowl of wine; nor was he the kind of green forest good man who did not promise to dry gold, was arrogant in the clouds, and was willing to insert a knife for his friend's two ribs at any time. All he had encountered was a bunch of little thieves, one by one, with dishes on their faces, as if they had been hungry for three days, and the clothes they were wearing were full of patches, and even the knives were rusted.
Although Guo Dalu was disappointed, since he met them, there was no way, so he had to show his martial arts first, shock them first, and then follow the good temptations, hoping that they would change their minds from now on, change their ways to be good, and be a good citizen who kept to themselves and supported themselves, and did not insult their ancestors.
Everyone was first frightened by his martial arts, and then they were moved to tears by his kind words, and one by one expressed their determination to become a man again.
"But we don't have any skills, so what do we want to do?" Don't be a robber, I'm afraid my family will starve to death. ”
"It's better to do a small business, even if you sell steamed buns, it's better than being a robber."
"I don't even have a single piece of money, what kind of business can I do?" It's better to die now. ”
These people had a handful of tears and a handful of snot, which was indeed the way Tianliang found it.
Guo Dalu was almost moved to tears.
"There's no capital, it's easy, I have." Isn't there silver in the dart cart?
The cost is less, and it can't do business, Guo Dalu has always been very generous.
"One hundred and two per person."
Everyone thanked them profusely, and then, suddenly, they all roared away, and they could be heard in the distance: "This gong is not only a great hero and a great hero, but also a living bodhisattva and a great saint." ”
Guo Dalu's heart was also boiling with blood, and he sighed: "At the beginning of man, nature is good, if he is not forced to have no way out, who wants to be a robber?" ”
When his feelings gradually calmed down, he suddenly discovered two things:
First, the silver in the dart cart has been cut off in half.
Second, the silver was not his.
One by one, the dart guys who followed him opened their mouths and looked at him, and no one could tell what they saw him in this way.
Is it the big hero? The Great Sage? Still a big nerd?
The dart silver is less than half, and the dart head is of course to be compensated.
When Guo Dalu returned to the dart board, although his heart was a little uneasy, he was not too uncomfortable.
He is sure to lose this dart silver, and everyone who has the ability has this certainty.
"I bought this horse for two hundred and eighty-two, and I still have more than seven hundred taels of silver left on me, adding up to more than a thousand taels." Pay them first. ”
What about the rest?
"The rest of the dart board is put on the mat first, and I use the salary of the deputy general dart head to pay it back slowly."
If the Central Plains Dart Bureau can clear such a deputy general dart head as him, his fame will naturally become bigger and bigger in the future, the business will naturally get better and better, and his salary will of course never be less, and he will soon be able to pay it off.
Luo Zhenyi had been listening, listening intently, as if he had gone out of his mind.
Guo Dalu was still very sure, because he felt that the method he proposed was too reasonable.
He could no longer imagine that Luo Zhenyi would suddenly fall to his knees.
Luo Zhenyi knelt down not to ask him to stay, nor to thank him for saving his life, but to beg him to go fast, the faster the better, the farther the better.
"You saved me, and I'll pay you the silver, even if you pay off your debts." People like Uncle Guo, I really haven't seen you before, and I just hope that I won't meet you in the future. ”
So Guo Dalu went.
But where to go? Now, although he still wears a sword on his body, although his clothes are still very glamorous, but the big white horse is gone, the few pieces of silver that remain, not only can not let him live in the best inn, go to the best restaurant, even if he eats steamed bread and sleeps in the big kang, it cannot last for a few days.
Does Guo Dalu also feel a little panicked and a little uncomfortable?
No, he didn't care at all.
Is it not a joke that a capable person like him is still afraid of not having food to eat?
Or found the biggest restaurant, good wine and good food, and ate a meal happily.
After a man has eaten a good meal, his mood is always particularly good, not to mention that he still has six or seven points of wine, even the most hated person will become much more cute in his eyes.
So he gave all the rest of the silver to the cute shopkeeper, so when he walked out the door, his pocket became as clean and thorough as if he had just washed it.
Where is the next meal? There wasn't even a shadow at all.
But what does it matter? The boat to the bridge is naturally straight, the sky is invincible, and now the only important thing is to find a place to sleep comfortably.
"Tomorrow, it's another day." No matter what happens, tomorrow, there will always be a way, if you worry about tomorrow's events tonight, won't you be able to draw it?
Guo Dalu yawned and walked into the best inn in town.
He forgot only one thing.
Although the door of the inn is always open, although it is easy to walk in, it is much more difficult when you come out. If you don't have money in your bag, people won't let you walk out in a big way.
Of course, Guo Dalu will not slip away, nor will he lie, so what to do?
At this time, he was a little anxious, and after walking around the courtyard twice, he suddenly noticed a red note on the wall that read: "Hurry up the chef." ”
So Guo Dalu became a cook.
As a dart head, even with a head and tail, he finally worked for more than half a month.
He only worked as a cook for three days.
In these three days, he used more than twenty pounds of oil and broke more than thirty bowls and more than forty plates.
Others actually put up with it, because the few dishes cooked by Guo Dalu were really good, and sometimes it was even more difficult to find a good cook than to find a good wife. It wasn't until Guo Dalu threw a plate of freshly cooked sweet and sour fish into the guest's face that others really couldn't stand it.
The guest just thought that his fish was too light, and he wanted to add some salt, and Guo Dalu was already angry, pointing at the nose of the person and scolding: "Have you ever eaten sweet and sour fish?" Have you ever eaten fish? Sweet and sour fish can't be made too salty, do you know? ”
If the cooks in the world are as fierce as you, who would dare to go to the restaurant?
At this point, even if others dare to keep him, he himself can't stay any longer. After working as a cook for three days, the only thing I gained was that I had more layers of oil smoke on my body and my pockets were still empty.
However, "there are no people here, there are places to keep people." "What are you afraid of?
Of course, Guo Dalu still doesn't care at all, he can do anything, he can do anything, why should he care?
The question is, what's the matter
Guo Dalu began to think, thinking for half a day, and suddenly realized that most of the things he would do were things that cost money - riding horses, drinking, enjoying flowers, and giving orders, can this kind of thing earn half a penny?
Fortunately, there are one or two things that can make money, such as selling songs.
In the past, when he sang music, others would often slap his hands and hear ear oil, and he in the human world: Did he learn to sing in the womb?
It is also said that with his voice, with his cultivation of music, if he really sells and sings, the other people who sell singing will certainly have no food to eat.
Although Guo Dalu did not want to rob others of their jobs, his stomach had already begun to sing- singing the empty city plan.
So he found a restaurant he had never been to before, ready to sell singing.
As soon as they went upstairs, the shopkeepers immediately gathered around, poured tea poured tea, sent towels to send towels, smiled, hunched over, and asked him: "What does Uncle want to eat today?" What to drink? Today's small shop fish is specially brought from Jiangnan Kuaima, do you want to kill a piece alive to serve 30 years old Shaoxing wine? ”
Such a stylish person as Guo Dalu, the shop Xiao Er does not go to the pestering him to seduce whom?
Guo Dalu's face was already red as if he had drunk thirty pounds of Shaoxing wine, "I'm here to sell and sing." How could he still say this?
After half a day, he stuttered and said, "I'm looking for someone..." Before he could finish speaking, he had already gone downstairs as if he had been chased by someone with a whip, grabbed the door and came out.
Of course, this can't be blamed on those shop boys, only blame himself no matter how he looks at it, he doesn't look like a singer.
"Alas, it turns out that a person looks too good, and sometimes he suffers a loss, maybe I look ugly but better." 」
Although Guo Dalu was sighing, he almost couldn't help but look in the mirror at once.
Selling singing can't be sold, so why?
"God gave me such a pair of dexterous hands, I always have something to do."
Guo Dalu has always been satisfied with his hands.
He looked at his slender and powerful fingers, and suddenly remembered some stories that had been circulating in the rivers and lakes for a long time: "A young hero who was in distress, sloppily selling art on the street, happened to meet the last old hero and his charming little daughter, and fell in love with the martial arts of this fallen hero..."
The result, of course, was that the hero and the beauty became relatives, and it was passed down as a good story of martial arts.
"Yes, selling art, just selling art on the street, with my martial arts, I am afraid that no one will appreciate it?"
Guo Dalu was so happy that he forgot that he was hungry, and only blamed himself for why he hadn't come up with this good idea two days ago.
Although it was dark, the streets were still very lively.
Guo Dalu chose the most lively street corner and was ready to start selling art.
But in the beginning, it seems that we have to say the last opening statement first.
Say what?
Guo Dalu's eloquence is not bad, and he often speaks cleverly and playfully when it is time for him to speak, but he can't say it.
"It doesn't matter if I don't say it, anyway, others are coming to see my ability, not to listen to me, as long as I take out my skill, are I afraid that people will not come around to see?"
So Guo Dalu rolled up his sleeves, tucked the corner of his clothes, and practiced the most proud set of boxing techniques in his life on this street corner.
Only to see him punch up like a fierce tiger out of the air, kick like a dragon into the sea, fist shadow flying, fist wind tiger tiger, really every move has real talent to learn, every style has real kung fu.
But instead of surrounding them, the others avoided them from afar, and even if there were a few bold ones, they only dared to stand in the corner of the house and secretly look at it.
"This man suddenly started punching in the street, is there something wrong with him?"
Guo Dalu was originally quite proud of his training, but later he gradually realized that something was wrong.
Fortunately, he immediately realized.
"I'm practicing real kung fu, I don't have any flowery fists and embroidered legs, and of course these ordinary people can't see the benefits." Okay, I'll just practice something amazing to show them. ”
Thinking of this, Guo Dalu suddenly appeared a harrier, and a "bang" punch broke a large hole in the wall behind him, and a leg of "Hu" kicked down the stone stake tied to the horse on the street corner - of course, his own pants were also kicked.
Only to hear a cry of surprise, the people on the street suddenly all fled into the wilderness, and several shops even put their gates on the factory, just because there was a crazy person who took the wrong medicine on the street.
This is the experience of Guo Dalu's art, he practiced a trip to boxing, plus a move to open the mountain, a move to sweep the legs, in exchange for just a pair of torn pants.
Why doesn't his story sound as good as other fallen heroes?
There are many things in the world that sound beautiful and are not beautiful to do.
That night, Guo Dalu was only hungry and slept on the offering table of the broken temple.
Of course, he can go to the best restaurant to eat first, and then go to the best inn to sleep, but our hero, although a little confused, is not bad. What is humiliating, death will not do.
"Even if you want to be a thief, you must be a big robber, and you must not be a thief who steals chickens and dogs."
The next afternoon, Guo Dalu suddenly thought of being a thief.
Even he didn't know where the thought came from—presumably from his stomach, which was almost worn through.
"Being a thief is not too bad, there are many righteous thieves who rob the rich and help the poor, can't their stories also be passed down through the ages?"
So Guo Dalu decided to be a robber, of course, to be a righteous thief and a big thief.
This time he decided to only succeed, not fail.
"To do a good job, before you start, you must first plan carefully."
To be a thief, what is the plan?
First, of course, is to find a suitable object to start with. This man must be rich and unkind, and it is better if he is a corrupt official.
If you rob such people of their money, others will not blame you, but will clap their hands and applaud.
Guo Dalu picked up his spirits and began to look around, looking for a long time, and finally found the object.
It was a house on a mountainside, and it was very big and very grandly built.
That means the homeowner must be rich.
The house is far from the city, it is remote, and the neighborhood is simply deserted. The closest place to this house is the cemetery.
This means that the homeowner must not be a man of good will, and a man of good will never live in such a place.
All the conditions are perfect, and now I just wait until the right time is right.
The most appropriate time is naturally at night.
But Guo Dalu couldn't wait, and broke into the house at dusk.
The first thing he saw was a bed.
A big, big, very comfortable bed.
Lying on the bed was a personal.
Other than that, he never saw anything else:
The house was large and magnificent, with at least thirty rooms before and after. The largest — a room large enough to place a dozen tables of wine at the same time.
But there were dozens of rooms before and after, and apart from this bed, this person, there was nothing, not even a table or a chair.
Guo Dalu froze.
The man lying on the bed was not asleep, and his eyes were always wide open, but although he ran back and forth, looking back and forth, the man never paid attention to him.
Later, Guo Dalu couldn't help but rush to the man's bed and wanted to ask him what was going on.
Instead, the man asked, "Did you find anything of value?" ”
Guo Dalu could only shake his head.
The man sighed and said, "I already knew you couldn't find it, I've been looking for three days, and even the last broken iron pot was exchanged for burnt bread." If you can find anything else, it's a lot of skill. ”
He didn't look ugly, but he looked yellow and thin, and even he was weak when he spoke, and it was indeed as if he had been hungry for several days.
But the bed he slept in was a good bed.
How can there be such a good bed in this empty house? What is this man doing in bed?
Guo Dalu couldn't help but ask, "What is this place?" ”
The man said, "Speaking of this place, it is really famous." ”
Guo Dalu said, "Famous? What's the name? ”
The man said, "Have you ever heard the name Rich Manor?" This is the Rich Manor Villa. ”
Guo Dalu almost couldn't help but shout, "Rich Mountain Villa? This hellish place is actually called Rich Mountain Villa? ”
This man said, "Not bad at all, since the fat man may become very thin, the rich mountain house may also become very poor, what is so strange about this?" ”
Guo Dalu said, "Then, who are you?" What are you doing in such a haunted place? ”
The man cleared his throat and said, "Where am I not staying here?" I am the owner of the seventh generation of Rich Manor. ”
Guo Dalu froze again.
The man's eyes kept staring at the sword in his hand, and he suddenly said, "Your sword looks good." ”
Guo Dalu said, "It would have been good." ”
The man said, "It seems that it is still worth a few pieces of silver." ”
Guo Dalu shouted again, "How many?" Do you know the goods? Tell you, this sword was bought by me for more than a hundred taels of silver. ”
The man's eyes seemed to have light, and his voice sounded, "You go down the mountain from here, go to the left, there is a Liyuan pawnshop, although the pilgrim there is a scraper, but he is still very knowledgeable, you take them not yet closed, hurry up, this sword can be at least twenty-two silver." ”
He swallowed his saliva and then said, "Diagonally opposite the pawnshop, is the old widely opened roasted pork shop, which makes roast duck and crispy meat, and there is wine for sale next door." When you get the silver, you first buy two roast ducks, five pounds of meat, ten pounds of wine, and send them back quickly, I am already very hungry, and the roast duck is not delicious when it is cold. ”
Guo Dalu's eyes widened, looking at this person, and the expression was almost the same as when Luo Zhenyi was listening to him.
After a long time, he let out a breath and said, "You told me to take my own sword and buy wine and meat to give you to eat?" ”
The man smiled and said, "You finally understand." ”
Guo Dalu said, "Do you know what I came here to do?" ”
The man said, "Of course I know that you want to grab money." ”
Guo Dalu narrowed his eyes, "Since you know that I am a robber, you still want to make up your mind on me?" ”
The Han people laughed and said, "Although you are a robber, I am a poor ghost, and when a robber meets a poor ghost, he can only think that he is obscure." ”
Guo Dalu looked at him and suddenly realized that this person was smiling very cutely, even very charmingly.
He couldn't help but laugh himself, "Even if you want to make up your mind on me, at least you should take my sword as your own, and buy wine yourself and come back to me to eat." ”
This human: "To be a good person, do it to the end, or you go for a trip." ”
Guo Dalu said, "What about you?" You don't even bother to move? ”
The man sighed and said, "You think, if I'm not lazy, how can I be so poor?" ”
Guo Dalu froze for the third time. He had never seen such a person before, and he really couldn't do anything with this person.
He actually exchanged his sword for wine and meat.
A duck leg and half a pound of wine were down, and the man sat up from the bed and smiled, "I ate your wine, but I don't even know your name." ”
Guo Dalu said, "My name is Guo Dalu, generous and big, the way on the road." ”
The man said, "The Great Road—you are a man who really lives up to his name, really the Great Road." ”
Guo Dalu said, "What about you?" What is your name? ”
This human: "My name is Wang Dong, the king of the emperor, moving like a rabbit." ”
Guo Dalu looked at him for a long time, then suddenly laughed and said, "I think you really should be called Wang Fudong." ”
Only the dead are completely immobile.
Although Wang Dong was not a dead man, he did not move much more than a dead man.
He will not move until the last resort.
When he didn't want to move, no one could ask him to move.
If the oil bottle fell in front of him, anyone would reach out and lift it up, but Wang Dong did not move. If a great treasure suddenly fell from the heavens, no matter who it was, it would definitely be picked up, and the king would not move. Even when the most beautiful woman in the world sat naked in his arms, he still wouldn't move.
But he also has times to move, and if he doesn't move, he is amazing. Once he kept turning over three hundred and eighty-two heels for a moment, just to make a child with a dead mother smile.
Once he drove one thousand four hundred and fifty miles in two days and two nights, just to meet one last friend.
His friend had died a long time ago.
Once, in three days and three nights, he flattened four cottages, fought with two hundred and seventy-four people, and killed one hundred and three of them, only because the gang of robbers killed the two sons of Mr. Zhao of Zhao Family Village and robbed their three daughters.
Old Mr. Zhao and the three girls he didn't recognize at all.
If someone bullied him, even spitting on his face, he would never move. You say he's weird, he's a little weird.
You say he's lazy, he's really lazy, he's ridiculously lazy.
Now, he actually made friends with Guo Dalu. Two people like them get together, if they are not poor, you say Huai is poor?
Although they are poor, they are poor and happy.
Because they are neither sorry for others nor sorry for themselves.
Because they neither complain about the sky nor are they special, no matter how great the difficulties they encounter, no matter how great the setbacks, they will not lose their courage. They are not afraid of the hardships they experience when overcoming difficulties, but they know how to enjoy the joy of success after overcoming difficulties.
Even if they fail, they will never be discouraged, let alone discouraged.
They understand that life is precious, and they know how to enjoy life.
So their lives are always colorful. In this life, they have done many unexpected and terrible things, and you may think that what they have done is stupid and ridiculous.
But you can't help but admit that they can't do what no one else can do.
You can't do it either. So I'm sure you'll love listening to their stories.
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