Chapter 104: 185 Chapters, the 'Yellow Jokes' from the Building Outside Building

185 chapters, the 'yellow jokes' from the Building Outside Building...

185 chapters, the 'yellow jokes' from the Building Outside Building......

____ Liu Guozong's Spring Diary, Chapter Twenty-two

On the wine tower, there were no stars, no moon, only the clamor of those singing while drinking.

"Hello!" someone greeted me.

"I feel stifled, I want to leave here...." My question was not answered.

"You hypocrite, corrupt criminal, walking corpse, wine bag and rice sack, go die!" someone cursed.

"Who are you scolding?" I asked angrily...

"Whoever is improper, I'll scold them!" someone shouted.

"Pah, you're not worthy......

"Not worthy of what? Hypocrite? Corrupt criminal? Walking corpse? Wine bag and rice sack?" I really couldn't think of the proper word to express the reproach of those who drink. I changed the word on the tip of my tongue to: "I will strike you with my steel whip......"

I hadn't even uttered that weighty word when someone continued: "You go out...... madman......"

"Remember, x...'s

The wind on the street blows painfully, this damned weather, these damned people......

Leaving the wine tower, I was subjected to baseless humiliation by those who sang while drinking, my heart filled with hatred.

Someone reminded me: "A heart that cannot withstand hardship and pain, a mind lacking patience, is a pig; one must constantly endure the ridicule of the world, the oppression of power, the arrogance of the wealthy, the contempt of the petty, the pain of lost love...... All of this is temporary, and will soon dissipate....

But the joy brought by enduring suffering is boundless; you should firmly restrain yourself, certainly train yourself with patience...... Those who can endure turn chaos into peace; those not easily angered surpass warriors; those who restrain their thoughts are as strong as taking a city. Patience is a flawless virtue......

"Friend, stop being long-winded. Haven't you heard that 'conciseness is the soul of wisdom, verbosity is superficial ornament'? Your words are too abstract, too lengthy; I can't understand or comprehend them."

"Well, congratulations on your wealth! I guess I spoke for nothing."

On the night when the drinkers were immersed in song, I silently walked down the street, and from the Building Outside Building came.....

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