The timing incense burnt out again, Cen Chu put down the lake pen in his hand, twirled his frozen wrist, and waited for the temperature of his hand to rise a little, he picked up the book wrapped in a cloth bag, got up and went to Wang Yuanwai's house.

Wang Yuanwai was originally a vulgar person. After making a lot of money by chance, he fell in love with reading. Cen Chu met him by chance. Wang Yuanwai appreciated Cen Chu's talent very much. At the same time, Cen Chu was also good at writing. The work of copying the books was left to Cen Chu.

One book costs a thousand wen, and this time I copied five copies in total, and I can get five thousand wen, except for the money to buy a pen, and I don’t have much left for myself, who makes capital paper expensive.

After all, there are more opportunities in the capital city, and Cen Chu's life is not as tight as before. At least he can wear clothes to cover his body and a house that can keep out the wind and rain.

After the door was fastened, the cold wind howled outside, Cen Chu gathered his clothes, hugged the cloth bag tightly in his arms, and walked forward with his head down, braving the strong wind.

He has walked this road countless times, even with his eyes closed, he can't go wrong.

But by a strange coincidence, he raised his head and looked at the road in front of him, and he happened to see a figure out of the corner of his eye.

Cen Chu hastily shifted his sight again, and told himself not to meddle in other people's business, Wang Yuanwai was still waiting for him to deliver the book.

The more he hinted to himself like this, the more Cen Chu couldn't hold back his legs, and he walked uncontrollably to that person's side, barely stopping, and that person found himself, and now he couldn't even walk if he wanted to.

Cen Chu bit the bullet and asked: "Young master, why are you standing by the river alone? The wind is strong by the river, and the river is turbulent. If you don't pay attention, you will fall down. There are few people here, and no one will come to rescue you even if you shout your throat. It's very unfortunate. Safety."

Shen Changzhi was sitting by the river, looking up at him a little tired, after Cen Chu finished speaking, he looked at the middle of the river again, and said angrily: "If you fall, just fall, it's best to drown me, drown Master and mother will not blame me."

It turned out that there was a conflict with the family, and Cen Chu understood that the son of Wang Yuan's family was also like this.

After all, the other party was still a young man, he was easy to get angry, and Cen Chu didn't dare to leave rashly, and persuaded again: "Master, you should go back earlier, it's getting dark, the road here is not easy."

"You don't need to persuade me here, let me stay quietly for a while, I won't go back." Shen Changzhi looked up at the sky sadly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Cen Chu only felt that he was very unhappy now.

Since he took care of this nosy business, he will let Shen Changzhi get home safely, but sitting by the river is not an option, the wind is strong and cold, blowing on people's faces like a knife cut, Shen Changzhi's clothes are thin , susceptible to cold.

Cen Chu suggested: "My lord, why don't you go back to my house and have a glass of water."

"Huh? Drink water?" Shen Changzhi got up suspiciously, and looked at Cen Chu vigilantly, but no matter how he looked at it, Cen Chu didn't look like a bad person.

Cen Chu smiled kindly.

After returning, Cen Chu found out that there was no hot water in his house, so he made a trip for no reason, and let people see that his house was extremely shabby, with only one stool.

Cen Chu paused, wiped the stool clean with his sleeve, and called Shen Changzhi to come in, "Young master, come in and sit down first, the humble house is simple, and I hope you don't feel disgusted."

Shen Changzhi didn't have any reluctance, Shi Shiran sat on the stool, the books and papers on the table next to him were neatly arranged, and there was an unfinished article by Cen Chu in the middle, and the paper was simply pressed down.

The room looks simple, but it is not dirty at all, and it looks very comfortable, perhaps because of the lack of furniture.

Cen Chu put down the cloth bag in his hand, "My lord, let me boil some hot water first, you wait here for me for a while."

"Hey, no need, it doesn't matter if I don't drink water, I'll go back later." Shen Changzhi hurriedly stopped him, somewhat unable to resist Cen Chu's enthusiasm.

Cen Chu stood there helplessly, "But, my family..."

Helpless, Shen Changzhi had no choice but to say: "It's the same when I drink cold water, it's not so expensive."

"Then I'll pour water for you." Cen Chu took out the only two teacups at home and poured two glasses of water. He held the glass of water tightly in his palm, keeping the distance between his hands so as not to touch the wall of the cup.

Shen Changzhi took a sip and shivered from the cold. Afraid of being discovered by Cen Chu, he changed the subject and said, "It's so cold in the room, why didn't you light a charcoal fire?"

"This..." Cen Chu smiled embarrassingly, "My family is poor and can't afford to light a charcoal fire, and I'm a big man with a strong body, so it's okay to light a little bit."

"Oh, okay." Shen Changzhi found that he was a bit out of touch with which pot he couldn't carry. He looked so poor that he couldn't open the pot, so he didn't have money to light a charcoal fire.

"My lord, are you hungry? I still have a pancake here. You can eat it if you don't mind." Cen Chu said as he took out the pancake he was planning to have for his next meal and gave it to Shen Changzhi.

Shen Changzhi quickly declined and said no, but his stomach was rumbling unsatisfactorily. He was really hungry. He was so busy reciting poems at the poetry meeting that he didn't eat at all.

Cen Chuwen said softly: "It's okay, eat it, son, you're welcome."

Shen Changzhi wasn't refusing, he bit down on the choking pancakes, it was hard to believe that Cen Chu ate them every day.

The two sat quietly for a while, only the sound of Shen Changzhi eating pancakes, he was eating with great effort.

Cen Chu groped for the body of the glass, and the temperature of the water had already risen a bit, so he handed it to Shen Changzhi, "My lord, drink this glass of water, this glass of water is not so cold."

Shen Changzhi tried it, and found that the temperature was indeed not that cold, so he drank it in one gulp, "Don't keep calling me son, son, my name is Shen Changzhi."

"Cen Chu."

The two exchanged names.

Shen Changzhi saw that this house did not seem to have traces of a second life. There were few things and deserted. Cen Chu looked like he was already at the top. Logically speaking, he should have married a wife. At Cen Chu's age, his children Now that he can make soy sauce, there is no one around Cen Chu, could it be that he went to Beijing alone to rush for the exam?

After hesitating for a moment, Shen Changzhi asked, "Brother Cen, where are your wife and parents, don't they live with you?"

Cen Chu said with a natural expression: "I haven't married a wife yet, and I don't have parents. I was thrown into the river when I was still a baby. Fortunately, some kind-hearted people picked me up, otherwise, I would have frozen to death in the river." side."

Shen Changzhi said apologetically: "Ah? I didn't mean to ask Brother Cen, I hope you don't mind."

Cen Chu shook his head, "It's okay, it's the truth. Brother Shen, you, the cold wind howling, why did you come to the riverside? It's too unsafe."

As soon as Shen Changzhi said this, he was full of anger, "Today is the poetry meeting. I only won No.2 at the poetry meeting. The master deliberately sued me that I was not serious in school, and my mother thought the same and scolded me severely. After a while, I was out of breath and ran out."

"No.2 is also very good, it's because your mother is too picky." Cen Chu helped him speak.

"That's right, brother Cen, I also think that mother is making too much of a fuss." Shen Changzhi unknowingly opened up the chatterbox in front of Cen Chu, expressing his grievances in the past few days like pouring beans.

Cen Chu is an excellent listener. He never said anything bad about him from the beginning to the end, and he was looking for something to praise him. At the end, Shen Changzhi felt a little embarrassed, "Brother Cen, where did you say that?" so good."

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