I opened the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 330 William Chan Kills Pigs

Emperor Zhenwu was so excited that his eyebrows were like two butterflies dancing happily, his eyes were as bright as two newly polished night pearls, and the wrinkles on his face were made deeper by his smile. He looked like he had just slaughtered a super fat pig and made a lot of money. Moreover, it was a super fat pig. With one cut, the white fat meat could blind people's eyes. The money he made was so much that it could burst his purse. He spoke loudly to Shuiying, and the sound was as loud as firecrackers set off during the New Year, crackling in the yard.

"My dear daughter, you must listen carefully to what your father tells me about William Chan. William Chan, wow, he is so handsome and charming! Just like the sharpest knife in our slaughterhouse, that knife is not an ordinary knife, it is made of meteorite iron that fell from the sky, shining and shining, as if the sun is shining directly on it, making people unable to take their eyes away. His handsomeness, that is not ordinary handsomeness, that is the handsomeness that can make all the pigs forget to hum when they see it, and can make all the chickens and ducks stop calling. Those pigs, who were originally humming and making a lot of noise in the pigsty, saw William Chan, as if they were cast under a spell, with their mouths open, their eyes wide open, and even the humming sounds stuck in their throats. What about the chickens and ducks, They were chirping in the yard, as if they were having a concert, but when they saw William Chan, they immediately quieted down, as if someone covered their mouths, and they were all immersed in his handsomeness. When he walked on the street, the rate of people turning their heads was even faster than the speed at which freshly slaughtered pork was snatched away. You didn't see the scene, it was like a group of hungry wolves saw a piece of tender and juicy meat, people's eyes were glued to him, and they turned their heads desperately to look. He was like a mobile charm bomb, wherever he went, there was a "boom", exclamations and accelerated heartbeats, just like the pig being chased, those people's heartbeats were almost jumping to their throats, like beating drums, "boom boom boom".

The more Zhenwu Emperor spoke, the more excited he became. His excitement was like drinking several large bowls of strong liquor. His face was flushed, as if he had become a crazy fan of William Chan, just like a butcher who saw a perfect pig, with his eyes shining and wishing to take the pig for himself immediately. "He was like a little steel cannon on the stage, full of energy. His performance was very contagious and could hook people's hearts. As soon as he came on stage, it was like a freshly sharpened butcher knife across the sky. The knife flashed cold light in the air, as fast as lightning, instantly illuminating the entire stage. The stage became magnificent as if it had been cast by magic. His dance moves were so handsome, just like a master chef in our slaughterhouse waving a knife. The master chef had decades of experience in slaughtering pigs, and his technique was so skillful that it seemed like he was performing art. Every move he made was full of power and beauty. His power was as sharp as chopping bones, and his beauty was as if he was dancing a graceful ballet. Every turn, every Even his kicking made people dazzled. His singing voice was so beautiful, just like the last howl of a pig in our slaughterhouse, but this howl was not as unpleasant as the usual pig calls, but like the sound of nature, gentle and melodious, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves, just like falling into a honey pot, sweet and dizzy. His charm on the stage was not ordinary charm, it could make everyone crazy and make everyone fall in love with him, just like people scrambled to buy the freshly slaughtered pork, those people shouted "I want this piece, I want that piece" when they scrambled to buy the pork, and they also shouted "I love you, William Chan" when they scrambled to see William Chan. The scene was simply a mess, but it was so lively!"

Emperor Zhenwu paused, like a storyteller who stops to drink water at a critical moment to whet the audience's appetite, and then continued: "He has a cheerful and generous personality and is very friendly to his fans, just like the warm-hearted Dabai, who makes people feel warm in their hearts. He always faces everyone with a smile, and that smile is like the spring sunshine shining on our slaughterhouse, warm, making the cold pig blood and pork in the slaughterhouse warm, and warming people's hearts. His care and love for his fans is meticulous, just like the care that the owner of our slaughterhouse takes for good pigs. , the boss treats the pigs well, feeds them well, and provides them with a good house, hoping that they can grow fat and strong. William Chan treats his fans the same way, giving them gifts and interacting with them, making them feel like spoiled babies, making them feel extremely warm and at ease. His personality is not an ordinary one, it makes everyone like him and want to be friends with him, just like the people in our slaughterhouse are willing to cooperate with a good butcher. Everyone feels happy and safe when they are with him, just like having a reliable partner. "

Emperor Zhenwu continued to speak with great joy, his expression like a child showing off his treasure. "Where can you find such a good guy? He is like a treasure, full of surprises and charm. His existence is to make the world a better place, just like our good butcher can make pork more delicious. The butcher's craftsmanship is amazing. The pigs killed by him become tender and juicy, with excellent taste. His handsomeness, his charm, and his talent are all his shining points, just like the stars in the night sky, shining with dazzling light, and they are the kind of particularly bright and dazzling stars, just like the lights in our slaughterhouse illuminate the pork, making the pork red and white, and every texture can be seen clearly. With him by your side, you are equivalent to owning the whole world, just like the boss of our slaughterhouse owns the best pigs. The boss looks at his pigs, just like looking at mountains of gold and silver, and is very satisfied. If you can marry a good guy like William Chan, it is really a blessing that you have cultivated for several lifetimes, just like our butcher picked up a treasure pig. The treasure pig may bring more good luck!"

The Mizukage pouted, and that pouted action was like eating the sourest lemon in the world. He crossed his arms across his chest, like a philosopher who was full of doubts about the world, with his head full of all kinds of strange ideas, or like a picky customer who was dissatisfied with the pig and couldn't stand it no matter how he looked at it. "Dad, don't brag. Handsomeness and charm can't be used to make a living. They are just flower stands that look good but are useless. His handsome face is pleasing to the eye, like a most beautiful flower in full bloom, but can it solve practical problems? Can he help me kill pigs when I'm in trouble? No. Maybe he is just good-looking on the outside, but empty on the inside, like a beautiful vase, the vase looks beautiful, with exquisite patterns painted on it, but there is nothing inside, no connotation, or like a good-looking but unpalatable pig, fat and strong on the outside, with shiny fur, but when you eat it, the meat is old and dry, and hard to swallow."

As the Mizukage spoke, she kicked the pebbles on the ground. The action seemed like she was venting her dissatisfaction. The pebbles were kicked everywhere by her, just like kicking pig hair. The pig hair fluttered in the wind and looked messy. "The performance on stage is different from life. Maybe he is a sloppy person in life. He shines on stage, but in life he may not even be able to clean his room properly, just like the people in our slaughterhouse who are too busy to clean up. Those butchers deal with pig blood and pig viscera all day long. They are so busy that they don't have time to take care of whether the room is messy or not. Maybe the clothes in the room are thrown everywhere, as if they have just experienced a war. He may wear gorgeous costumes on stage and perform brilliantly. Those costumes are as beautiful as fairy clothes, but at home he wears pajamas, his hair is messy, like a bird's nest, and he has no image at all, just like the sloppy appearance of our butchers after a busy day, covered with pig blood and stains, and smelly. What I want is a person who can be well-organized and responsible in life, not a star who is only glorious on stage, or a person who only knows how to kill pigs but not how to clean up. I don't want my future life to be as dirty and messy as a pigsty."

The Mizukage turned around and looked at Emperor Zhenwu. His eyes were as firm as a soldier preparing to go to the battlefield, holding a weapon in his hand, with a look of fearlessness in his eyes. He was also like a brave butcher preparing to slaughter a pig, holding a butcher knife, ready to do something big. "It's good to be cheerful and generous, but this is not the key factor in my choice of partner. I want someone who can resonate with me in the depths of my soul, not a star who can only show off on stage, or a person who can only kill pigs but doesn't understand me. He may be friendly to everyone, but this does not mean that he can truly understand my inner world, just like our butchers smile at every customer, but they don't necessarily understand what kind of pig they really want. Those butchers are just for selling pork, but they don't know whether the customer wants a pig for stewing soup or braised pork. Maybe he is just an embroidered pillow, shiny on the surface, but a bag of grass inside, or a pig that looks good but has bad meat. It looks good on the outside, but once you get to know it deeply, you will find that it is full of problems, just like cutting the pig open and finding that the meat inside is not fresh. He may look perfect on the outside, but after really getting to know him, you may find that he has many shortcomings, just like our pig looks good but may have problems after being killed, maybe there is some hidden disease."

Mizukage sighed slightly, and that sigh was like a sad wind blowing across the helpless fields, and then he said, "Besides, he is a star, and he must have a lot of fans. If I were with him, wouldn't I be stared at by his fans all day? I don't want to live a life without privacy, being pointed at all day, just like the butchers are stared at to see their skills, those people are watching from the side, pointing and saying, 'You should cut like this', 'Your blood is not clean', it's annoying. When I walk on the road, I have to worry about whether someone will suddenly rush out to ask me for an autograph, just like someone suddenly rushes out to ask for pork, those people pounce on you like hungry wolves, and surround you, I don't want to live this kind of life. I want someone who can give me a quiet life, not a big star who is watched wherever he goes, or a butcher who is asked for pork wherever he goes. William Chan can't satisfy me in this regard. He is like a big sun, too dazzling, and there are people around him wherever he goes. I don't want to be scorched by his light."

Mizukage fiddled with his hair unconsciously, as if he was tidying up a mess, and continued, "Besides, he is so busy with work that he definitely doesn't have time to spend with me. He is out there filming and attending events all day, like a tireless spinning top, spinning non-stop. I may not even see him, just like our pig butchers who are busy and don't go home for several days. Those pig butchers, in order to make more money, are busy in the pig slaughterhouse all day, and their families can't see them. I don't want to get married in the future. After getting married, I still have to stay alone in an empty house, just like guarding an empty pigsty, cold and lonely, with only me in a daze. I hope my partner can have time to do various things with me, share the joys and sorrows of life together, just like a butcher like me can live with his family, the family sits together, eats pork, and talks about everything, how happy it is. Chen Weiting obviously can't do this. He is like a gust of wind, which disappears after blowing, just like a pig that runs away, you can't catch it even if you want to. "

Mizukage turned his eyes away from his hair and looked at Emperor Zhenwu, saying seriously, "Dad, please don't recommend anyone to me anymore. I have my own standards and requirements, just like I have a ruler to measure my future partner. This ruler is very strict and can't be wrong at all, just like choosing pork. I don't want any bad ones. I will find someone who is really suitable for me. This person may not be a celebrity or rich, but he must be loving, responsible, and motivated. He must be able to accompany me when I need him, help me when I encounter difficulties, and share happiness with me when I am happy. Only such a person can give me real happiness, just like we butchers can only live a good life by finding a good helper. The two of us work hard together to make our lives prosperous. William Chan is not such a person, so I am not interested in him. Please don't mention him anymore, just like we butchers, don't insist on bad pigs to save trouble in the future."

After hearing what his daughter said, Emperor Zhenwu sighed slightly. The sigh was like a helpless wind blowing across his weathered face, like a helpless parent who saw his child disobeying but had no way to do anything, or like a pig butcher who failed to sell a good pig, full of disappointment. "My daughter, what you said makes sense. But William Chan is really an excellent person. His handsomeness, charm, talent and personality are all his shining points, just like the meat, skin and hair of our good pig are all treasures, every part has its value. You can't deny him because of some minor problems, just like you can't think that a pig is not a good pig because it has a little flaw on it. Maybe you can try to understand him, maybe you will find that he is actually a person who is very suitable for you. Just like you don't like a certain food at first, but after tasting it, you find it delicious, or like we don't like a pig at first, but after killing it, we find it is very good, and the meat is very tender."

Shuiying shook his head like a rattle, and said firmly: "Dad, I won't change my mind. I have no interest in William Chan, and I don't want to get to know him, just like I don't want to eat food I don't like, no matter how delicious it looks, I won't try it. I believe in my own feelings, just like I believe my nose can smell the quality of pork, I will find my happiness, just like a piglet can find its favorite mud pit. Don't mention him anymore. Just like us butchers, don't force bad pigs, I have my own choices."