My Wife Is The Final Boss-Chapter 905 - 502: Wine and Tong Jun (Double-Length)
Compared to the name Zhu Pingniang, "Celestial Hearing Zither Pavilion, Guest Washing Flowing Water" Zhu Tongjun resides above the Frosty Heaven, making her seem unattainable to the brothel girls.
In contrast, the name ’Pingniang’ even allows the girls to tease Zhu Pingniang about her figure.
In the past, Li Zhibai absolutely couldn’t understand Zhu Pingniang’s deliberate actions of ’self-degradation’ to reassure the girls under her command, because she believed such minor tricks were meaningless.
If you want to reassure the girls, it should be done with brighter methods.
For example, directly broadening the horizons of those courtesans, eliminating their inferiority complex in the most proper way, and fundamentally preventing them from feeling uneasy, abandoned, and at a loss.
Rather than having Tong Jun dress flamboyantly and give herself a common name.
But now, Li Zhibai is starting to understand Zhu Pingniang’s thoughts, beginning to realize... her past ideals were too high.
Just as Tong Jun said.
Even she herself... if she always spoke from a high place, Tong Jun would also be annoyed.
Her Tong Jun had completely changed.
"Phoenix perches in the southeast, building a cottage in the phoenix tree."
"The mountain humbly knows much, Tong Jun doesn’t know everything."
The former Miss Zhu was clearly a tall, cold phoenix tree, waiting for the Frosty Heaven to drop a phoenix. But now, although still a phoenix tree, she has become the Cyan Wu in the brothel, offering shade to those rouge-bearing girls.
"It’s my fault." Li Zhibai shook her head.
It’s strange, too.
The one who would speak nonsense without any senior posture in front of Wen Li is her Tong Jun.
The one who would consider every little thing for ordinary girls, hiding her inner gentleness with absurdity, is also her Tong Jun.
Li Zhibai suddenly felt very relieved. All her previous dissatisfaction with Zhu Pingniang dissipated with the wind...
The pride for her excellent sister inside her heart made her smile uncontrollably, even looking forward to the gathering with Zhu Pingniang.
She smiled lightly, "Tong Jun... Tong Jun... Clear lakes reflect bright moons, distant views leave no clouds. Life needs nothing more than having wine with Tong Jun..."
Zhu Tongjun was her name, a name that made Li Zhibai once think was truly a good name.
But now, while the wine is still here, Zhu Tongjun has transformed into Zhu Pingniang.
Yet Li Zhibai can understand because the poem’s end, as Tong Jun said, writes that a thousand feet of clarity is not as good as a foot of muddiness.
Zhu Tongjun is the thousand feet of clarity.
Zhu Pingniang is the foot of muddiness.
Is this the reason why the name Zhu Tongjun became Zhu Pingniang?
Li Zhibai squinted her eyes, surprisingly finding that although Zhu Tongjun sounds good too, compared to that ethereal Banished Immortal’s name, she now prefers the name Zhu Pingniang more.
"Can it bring peace?"
Li Zhibai’s eyes and brows softened.
In this world, is there anything more reassuring than watching your sister become mature, stable, and an excellent, gentle girl?
"Having wine with Pingniang is also good." Li Zhibai smiled softly.
She found that the current Zhu Pingniang was very much like a fine wine. The fermentation from Zhu Tongjun to Zhu Pingniang allowed Li Zhibai to see many highlights.
She liked it very much.
Whether this jug of wine tastes good or not, Li Zhibai doesn’t know, but she quite likes it.
Li Zhibai thought, shaking her head gently.
Speaking of which, the name ’Zhibai’ she had, originally meant Knowing White and Guarding Black. In the eyes of those girls... it should be cloudy and misty, so maybe she also needs to ’self-degrade’?
But she really couldn’t come up with names.
Otherwise, let Tong Jun think of a way?
But looking at this ’Pingniang’ and seeing Qinling and Miss Lu’s attitude, Li Zhibai truly couldn’t say what trick Zhu Pingniang would play on her name.
Or... ask Chang’an?
Li Zhibai frowned slightly.
Not good.
How could there be a world where a teacher asks a student to give a name? Isn’t that reversing the heavens?
Ms. Yun?
This is feasible. Li Zhibai remembered how Yun Qian once spoke about the origin of her name with such carefree pride.
Speaking of which, since names are divided into a thousand feet of clarity and a foot of muddiness...
What about Ms. Yun and Chang’an’s names?
Judging by Chang’an’s name, the so-called Slowly Plan Chang’an contains Chang’an’s anticipation for the future, the direction of her efforts, which is more meaningful as a ’thousand feet of clarity’.
As for Yun Qian.
Li Zhibai gently rubbed her temple with her fingers.
At this time, she suddenly realized Yun Qian’s attribute of ’chaos’; that Ms. Yun truly gave off a sense of chaos, only becoming clear when mentioning her husband.
So Yun Qian is the foot of muddiness.
Li Zhibai thought she was not slandering Yun Qian; rather, Yun Qian herself said so.
’Cloud of Cloud Rain, Shallow of Distinguished.’
This was Yun Qian’s self-introduction, which Li Zhibai always kept in her heart.
The question arises: after gradually getting to know Yun Qian, Li Zhibai can analyze this name...
Cloud and rain...
What cloud and rain, she couldn’t say, but for Yun Qian, it was the most everyday matter.
Stranded in her and her husband’s cloud rain?
Li Zhibai wondered if this idea was too far-fetched?
But somehow, she felt in her gut that her thought was correct, that Yun Qian indeed meant this...
It’s something that Ms. Yun could have done.
No words are enough.
Compared to Chang’an’s name full of hope, Ms. Yun’s name couldn’t be more chaotic...
Flashes of Yun Qian’s every smile and gesture came across her mind, and in her light chuckle, the slight unease and confusion within her heart due to the Sect Leader’s appearance simply dissipated...
