But this person has said too many things. He has been talking basically all his life, so sometimes each word has its own meaning, and even he himself may not remember them all...

Therefore, in the Han Dynasty, especially in the period of Wang Mang, "... the righteous indignation of the scholars was so great that at that time, their crowns were broken and their crowns were broken, and there were countless people who carried them away..."

Most of these hermits are scholars. It can be said that they basically have certain cultural qualities. In some cases, they are even Confucian bigwigs. Because the most classic saying in Confucianism is "If you learn well, you will become an official."

When it is difficult to "contribute to the world", you can roll your sleeves gloriously, and then say "take care of yourself" and hide in the mountains and forests, "not under dangerous walls".

Especially among the officials, when they pick up the bowl to eat, they say it's okay, but then if something seems a bit bad, they immediately throw the bowl away and "retreat" to the countryside...

Of course, there are also some people who are born with a dilute temperament. For example, there are many people in later generations who have social phobia and feel uncomfortable when there are many people, so they naturally choose to live in seclusion. These people had the ability to become officials but did not become officials at that time.

, and even quite repulsive to being an official, they can be regarded as the purer type among the ranks of hermits. No matter how the external situation changes, they are unwilling to serve as officials throughout their lives and are always in a state of seclusion.

There are actually not many such true hermits in number, and they are relatively rare in the entire history of China. The vast majority of "hermits" are just "in the world, aiming for high places". After seeing some benefits, they immediately become

It smells really good.

Yin Mo is the one waiting for the arrival of "True Fragrance".

"In the past, I was wielding a sword in the pass. Today I am swaying in the bamboo forest. I am cooking wine, accompanied by poems and paintings. I am in seclusion, so I can take care of my old age..."

Yin Mo held up the wine cup with a smile, and his words were bold and heroic, a bit like seeing through the world of mortals. Of course, if Yin Mo didn't have a beautiful girl in his arms, he would look more like a hermit.

Great hermitage, as Dongfang Shuo said, "The land is buried in the world, and the Golden Horse Gate hides from the world. You can hide yourself from the world in the palace, why bother deep in the mountains, under the wormwood?"

So Yin Mo did not rush to Zhong Nanshan at the moment because he was afraid of bumping into Fei Qian. Zhong Nanshan was near Lantian. So he drank and sang in a courtyard beside the bamboo forest outside Changling...

No matter which dynasty you are in, the price of raising a beautiful woman is not low.

But Yin Mo doesn't care much about this expense. Isn't it just for spending money? Why don't you take advantage of the fact that people are not old yet, but Microsoft is not yet Panasonic, so why not wait until they are older? Do you shed tears over the empty bags of your children and grandchildren?

In addition, this is his own courtyard, and there is no need to taboo anything, so Yin Mo is even more relaxed. In the hall, he can't wait to bury his big and small head into the beautiful concubine.

Mei Ji is also divided into three, six or nine grades. The more in line with most people's aesthetics, the higher the price. Of course, there are also some people with special hobbies who will choose some special people...

In Chang'an, the cheapest ones are naturally some Hu girls. These Hu girls have rough hands and feet, are not literate, don't care much about cleanliness, and don't even like to take a bath. Most of these Hu girls are treated as slaves or commodities. , and was even sent to Chang'an by the leader of his tribe to exchange for some Han goods.

Most people have some spare money in their pockets and can't help it, so most of them will choose such a Hu girl.

Cheap and affordable.

Naturally, Yin Mo didn't bother to do such a thing, and he chose to support his family.

The cost of raising a beautiful girl at home is high. Whether it is food, clothing, rouge, gouache, spices, silks, and satin, money is just like running water. It goes out in a hurry. Especially the type of beautiful girl that Yin Mo is holding now. , is the most expensive. He can talk about poetry, play ditties, and captivate people. His face is always as timid as a deer, with wet eyes that want to resist but also welcomes, and shy blushing is a common skill.

Therefore, some people even specialize in this kind of business and raise...

Mei Ji held Yin Mo's head, not knowing whether she was pushing it out or pressing it into her arms, "Is the master really resigning?"

"Is this even false?" Yin Mo's voice came out vaguely, and he didn't know if he had something in his mouth, "I've eaten...I feel calm now..."

Meiji Xuexue let out a cry of pain, and then frowned slightly. Some different emotions seemed to be revealed in her expression, and the strength in her hands was naturally weaker.

Yin Mo noticed it keenly, rolled his eyelids, sat up, and slapped Mei Ji to the ground, "Xiao Lang Hoo, what are you thinking about? Even if I resign, I can still afford to support you!"

Yin Mo was a little annoyed.

It was certainly not his intention to resign.

Just like a gecko doesn't want to have its tail docked casually.

Well, who would want to resign? Are they willing to give up their power and go from being the superior to being the one being suppressed?

But it won’t work without resigning.

When he thought of this, Yin Mo was filled with anger. Although he pretended to be calm and indifferent on the surface, and regarded authority as dirt, in reality, his heart was as sharp as a knife...

Mei Ji quickly kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Yin Mo looked at Mei Ji's tender neck and the beautiful curve of her high pout, and suddenly an idea came out of his heart. He had thought about it before, but he had always been reluctant to let it go, but now...

It's better to have fun in time.

Yin Mo laughed heartily, and then grabbed Mei Ji's hair. Listening to Mei Ji's cry of pain, the sadistic pleasure in his body gradually increased, and he pushed up his robe...

Just as this was happening, a servant's voice suddenly sounded outside the courtyard door, "Master..."

"Get out!" Yin Mo roared outside.

Yin Mo didn't intend to stop, he kept twisting, pinching, beating, and biting, and then he became more and more excited when he listened to Mei Ji's painful cries...

"Master... someone from Si Zhi... wants me to go there..."

The slave outside the courtyard gate was obviously hesitant, but still insisted on reporting.
Chapter completed!