Da Tang Si Zi: My Six Super Rich Little Nuggets!

Chapter 45 Wang Bo and Xiao Si's Hilarious First Encounter

As the sun sets, the little lion stands on the roof of the station building on the earthen slope at the edge of the village, one hand on his hip and the other waving a tattered book of poems as he greets passengers.

A boy, looking hurried, wearing a simple long gown and carrying an old schoolbag, passed by and was stopped by Xiao Sizi's shout!

Si Zi shouted, "Hey!! You little gentleman in the long robe, do you know what 'the city walls flank the three Qin regions' means?!"

The boy looked up and saw a cute little girl calling him. He replied with some surprise, "Looking out over the Five Rivers amidst the smoke and mist."

Qiu Rongmu quickly came over and took the schoolbag and luggage, saying, "Hello, I'm here to pick you up. My name is Qiu Rongmu."

It turns out this conversation was a secret code!

Little Sizi ran over excitedly and said, "Wow! You're my master's younger brother! What's your name?"

"My name is Zi'an!"

Si Zi then asked curiously, "Brother Zi An, what does that poem mean? Why is it used as a secret code? Please explain it to us!"

Zi'an (slightly proud), because this was his first masterpiece:

"Isn't that obvious? Because I wrote this poem!! 'City gate' refers to a two-story castle, with a small opening in the middle for carriages to pass through. 'Supporting' refers to the side walls that guard it, like..."

(Pause, Wang Bo solemnly gestures as if to hug someone)

Little Sizi (eyes shining):

"Oh!! So, you mean the city gate with the gap is completely surrounded by the land of the Three Qin? ...No wonder our village's city gate is like that too. I see our 'Horse Deer Beast' driving a carriage, no wonder it always feels so exciting to enter the village!"

Wang Bo (can't help but laugh):

"'Sanqin' refers to the area in Shaanxi, where Xiang Yu divided the land into three parts and gave them to several generals who surrendered to the Qin state. That is—"

(Suddenly, he pinched his chin in a serious manner)

Little Sizi (staring at him suspiciously):

"Brother Zi'an, don't tell me you had shares there back then!"

Zi'an (raising an eyebrow):

"Hehe, even though I didn't get any shares, I'm a professional at explaining them!! Do you know what '800 li of flat land in Guanzhong' means? It means that I can stand here and see my brother calling me home for dinner!"

Autumn's Glory (laughing so hard he could hardly breathe):

"Brother Zi'an, get in the car quickly, it's not the 'Deer-Beast' coming to pick you up today..."

Zi'an jumped into the carriage and pulled on the reins. "It seems my brother really misses me. He never lets me touch this luxurious carriage."

Qiu Rongmu and Si Zi got into the car. (Zi An patted Qiu Rongmu's shoulder in a deliberately profound manner.)

"Young man, remember this: poetry and distant places both begin on this dirt road at the village entrance! Go!!"

Little Sizi, holding Zian Guoguo's hand, was overjoyed. The aroma of garlic wafted from the kitchen on the wind. The butler came out to greet them, and the three of them walked into the mansion, chatting and laughing. It felt as if this road into the village led to a complex intersection of the past and present.

……

The most painful thing for Wang Bo after his rebirth was that he always felt that although he had indeed gained something in terms of literary talent and cultivation, it was of little value to the times.

It is regrettable to die young, but it is even more painful to have one's path to success cut short.

Qiu Rongmu accompanied him and advised, "Brother Zi'an, drink less. Even if you don't die young, what value will you have?"

Sizi said, "Yes, we are all people who push big rocks. If you find that you will eventually be hit back by the rocks, you might as well face the sea and sunbathe on the beach instead of pushing rocks."

After Wang Bo was reborn, he thought he could find out the real culprit who killed him, but in the end, everyone said he was paranoid and no one was plotting against him. Everyone around him was very busy.

Then, he stepped into the same river again and died young in the water.

When I woke up again, it wasn't that I was reborn, but that I had traveled through time.

As a result, he gradually fell into deep self-doubt.

He leaned against his doorframe, holding a jug of wine in his hand, gazing blankly at the horizon.

The master disapproved of his act, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Little Sizi sat next to him, munching on watermelon while shaking her head.

Wang Bo (takes a sip of wine and sighs deeply):

"Sigh... what use is my literary talent in this era... really? Dying young is one thing, but even if I were to live it all over again, it might still be a waste!"

Little Sizi (swallowed the last bite of watermelon and burped):

"Brother Zi'an, listen to my advice, please stop drinking, okay? Let me tell you, even if you really are that Brother Zi'an from Wang Bo, even if you live to be a hundred, so what? In the end, you'll still have to face a huge rock!"

Zi'an (frowning):

"What rock? I don't think I'm drunk. Sizi, you need to face reality. You're no longer that Princess Jinyang, and I'm no longer that Wang Bo. We're already upset enough, why bring up a big rock?!"

Little Sizi (waving his hand in a serious manner):

"You don't understand, this is called the parallel universe of life being re-cycled. It's like pushing a big boulder! Even if you push it with all your might, and finally push it to the top of the mountain, it crashes down and comes crashing back down."

Zi'an (taking a helpless sip of wine):

"I think your analogy is even more poignant than the poems I write."

Little Sizi (grabbed a handful of melon seeds and gave them to Zian):

"So, I advise you not to be silly. Why do you keep thinking about pushing big rocks? Once isn't enough, you have to push them again? Zi'an, why don't you just face the sea and lie on the beach for a sunbath?!"

Zi'an (sighs):

"If I don't push the boulder, I always feel like something's missing from my life... What is it? Well, value, although it doesn't really have much value."

Little Sizi (interrupting him):

"Guoguo, stop drinking! Think about it, even if you push stones every day, the big stone will eventually come crashing back at you. Not only will it cause more harm, but it will also make you less genuine. You'd be better off enjoying the scenery, writing poetry and songs, drinking coconut juice and practicing calligraphy on the beach. How comfortable would that be!"

Qiu Rongmu brought over some chicken wings roasted according to Si Zi's method, placed them on the table, and chuckled after hearing her absurd theory:

“Sizi, your logic is quite interesting. So what is this? Is it what you call ‘lying flat’? Don’t corrupt Brother Zian.”

Little Sizi (waving his hand in a serious manner):

"You don't understand! My version of 'Pure Sauce 'Abuse' Night' is changed like this: 'A stone smashes back another year, better to sunbathe on the beach and become an immortal.' See, how convenient, and it can even nourish a good spirit!"

Zi'an (laughs loudly):

"Sizi, your brain is far more reliable than my once-proud literary works! How about this: from now on, when I write poetry, you'll be in charge of translating it into a beach version—a cure for those fame-seeking people who take pushing a boulder too seriously, how about that?!"

Amid laughter, Zi'an put the lid on the wine pot, deciding not to drink any more that day.

He called Qiu Rongmu, picked up the little Sizi's big head, and got into the master's luxurious carriage:

"Let's go listen to some music and admire the moon!"