从前有个乞丐叫嵇大孬,成天怨天尤人。这天夜里他运气好,多讨了几文钱,便打了一葫芦劣质白酒,喝完便醉倒在草丛中。突然,不知从哪里刮来一股子风,将嵇大孬卷起,带着他向远方飞去。一觉醒来,嵇大孬躺在一条陌生的街上,四周围了一大帮人。一位配着剑的将军扶起嵇大孬,恭恭敬敬地说:“这里是七岁国,小的是王宫的卫队长。在我们国家, Once upon a time there was a beggar named 嵇 孬 孬, all day complaining. He was lucky this night, and asked for a few more money, they hit a gourd poor quality liquor, drunk will drunk in the grass. Suddenly, I do not know where to blow a breeze, roll up the big 孬, with him to fly to the distance. When he woke up, he was lying on an unfamiliar street surrounded by a large group of people. A general with a sword raised his head and said respectfully, ”Here is the seven-year-old king and the guard captain of the palace. In our country,