The peasant boy of crossing

Li Xinyi returned to Jiangning Academy and told Wu Su what she had heard in the tea shop.

Wu Su was silent for a while, then said: "It's just hearsay, don't take it seriously."

But when Li Xinyi said he was going to go to the street again, Wu Su forbade him to go again.

"You're wandering outside, and my heart will always take care of you. It's only been a few days, so let's bear with it for a while. When we get on the boat and go all the way to the capital, you can see some of them. You might as well make a few more pictures now." Let's paint, the water is bumpy, and it will be difficult to paint again."

Li Xinyi originally wanted to say "Who wants you to worry about it", but then thought it would be too ignorant to really say that, so she promised him not to hang out anymore, and just sat in the yard and drew pictures every day.

Seeing that the winter moon is about to enter, and the wintersweet has already spit out flower buds, Wu Su finally said to Li Xinyi: "I will order table noodles in the restaurant tomorrow, and I will invite Professor Jiang and a few classmates. Thank them for their hard work these days." Take care of me. After eating the noodles, I will accompany you around the city of Nanjing."

Wu Su showed the kind of smile that Li Xinyi wanted to get dizzy again, he lowered his head and said, "I'll wait for you in the nearby tea shop."

Wu Su lowered his head and kissed his lips, "Wait for me, we'll go on a cruise on the Qinhuai River at night."

Wu Suding's banquet was in a restaurant beside the Qinhuai River. Inside the building, there were fragrant clothes and shadows on the temples, and there were many tourists outside the building.

Even the West Lake in August and a half is not as lively as the Qinhuai River.

The students that Wu Su invited were going to Beijing for the exam just like him. Tomorrow they will set off together from the Yangtze River to the north along the canal.

Someone remembered Li Xinyi, and when they saw Wu Su coming alone, they asked, "Where's your book boy? Why didn't you come with you?"

Wu Su smiled and said: "When I saw him, I remembered my unexplained scriptures, so I didn't let him come over."

The man laughed and said, "There are also some scriptures that you, Wu Zijin, don't understand? What's wrong? The professor will come later, and I'll help you ask."

Wu Su said: "It's just that there are still some things that I don't understand. I'll just ask myself in a while, and I won't bother you, Brother Wang."

The man known as Brother Wang said: "Speaking of which, your book boy's appearance and demeanor are extraordinary."

Wu Su didn't want to talk about Li Xinyi with others, he just said: "He grew up with me since childhood, he is like a brother, and he is also quite talented, so he is different... The teacher is here!"

As Wu Su said, he hurriedly went to entertain Professor Jiang, and that person also hurriedly followed. The teachers and students on their side are very friendly, needless to say, they are very happy.

Li Xinyi was sitting in the teahouse she visited last time, and the coachman, whose surname was Zhang, also followed Li Xinyi, and the two of them sat facing each other drinking tea and listening to the conversation of the people next to them.

But it was talking about the follow-up to the incident of the three dead people being dumped in the yamen.

Because of Wu Su's "hearsay" comment, Li Xinyi held a dubious attitude towards these words.

"My cousin who is a coworker said that those three people may have some inside skills, and they are not ordinary people." A man dressed in gray and short brown said.

"Really? Will it be possible to find out the internal kung fu?" He was wearing a dark blue cloth robe and said humanely.

"Why not? You're not a master, you don't know the power of it." The man said just now.

"Whoever wants to stay with the dead all day is not too bad luck." The dark blue cloth robe said again.

"Don't mislead the subject, quickly talk about the three people who died." Someone next to him said dissatisfied.

"My cousin told me that these three people may not have died on the street for no reason, and they were probably working for those people." Gray Short Brown said.

Who are "those people"?Li Xinyi was wondering, but those who were speaking beside her were silent.

"Don't say it, don't say it." Another person sighed, and then they started chatting about other things.

"It's the winter months, and I haven't seen a single snow in the north. I'm afraid there will be a drought next year." The dark blue cloth robe said.

"How to say?" Bystanders asked.

"My brother-in-law is a merchant, transporting some food and wine. When he came back a few days ago, he said that this summer, Shandong was very hot, and in autumn, there was not a single drop of rain. After the severe drought, there will be locust plagues. Now he is preparing to go Anhui, to buy rice for next year." The dark blue cloth robe said again.

"Is this true? You don't want to scare people here." Others said.

The dark blue cloth robe said: "Why am I telling lies to you? That's all, I still have work to do. I haven't settled the accounts for this year yet. It's the end of the year, and it's time to settle the accounts."

"Uncle Zhang, what do we have for lunch?" Li Xinyi asked the driver.

The coachman said: "Master, you can eat whatever you want. I'm a rough person, so I have nothing to avoid."

Li Xinyi then called Dr. Tea and asked about the best snacks in Nanjing.

Dr. Tea is not from Nanjing, but he has also lived in Nanjing for a while, and said: "There are so many delicious things here, since this is the first time for the guest officer, I must recommend Yuji's wontons, which are thin-skinned and delicious. If you like to eat duck, you must not miss the salted duck and duck blood vermicelli soup, and you are guaranteed to be full of freshness after eating."

Dr. Tea was so eloquent that Li Xinyi's saliva almost dripped out of his two sentences. He immediately forgot about Wu Su's going to the restaurant to entertain guests. Under the guidance of Dr. Cha, the two went to Yuji Wonton.

Sure enough, it is an old shop with a good reputation, and there are people inside and out. Everyone likes to hold a bowl of steaming wontons in winter, so that people can warm up from head to toe.

"Brother Li!"

A palm patted Li Xinyi's shoulder, which only shocked him.

He hurriedly looked back, only to see a tall young man wearing a felt hat, he took a closer look and found it was Liu Yao.

"It's been a long time, but I ran into brother Liu here."

Liu Yao sat down opposite Li Xinyi and said, "It's only a few months, not too long. Why did you come to Nanjing City?"

Li Xinyi smiled and said, "Brother Liu is here, why can't I come? It is said that when the Qinhuai River is full, boats, flutes and drums are painted, day and night, let me come and see. How about you, Brother Liu, why did you come?"

Liu Yao showed a smug smile and said, "Guess why I came here?"

Li Xinyi said: "Let me guess? Could it be because of Mr. Gui?"

Liu Yao clapped her hands and said with a smile: "You really understand me." Then she said nonchalantly: "Mr. Gui has already agreed to me to be his disciple."

Li Xinyi had just grabbed a wonton, and when she heard that the chopsticks were loose, the wonton fell on the hem of her clothes.He also didn't care about the dropped wontons, and hurriedly asked, "Is this true? Mr. Gui really agreed?"

Liu Yao said: "That's still fake, the old man wanted to eat wontons, so he let me come."

Li Xinyi said sincerely: "That's really congratulations Brother Liu."

"Since I know Mr. Gui is also here in Hangzhou City, then I must visit his old man's house." Li Xinyi said, "Brother Liu will lead the way."

Liu Yao said: "Old Mr. Gui is not a polite person, if you really want to visit him, you might as well bring the painting with you and ask him for advice."

Li Xinyi said happily: "Brother Liu is still thoughtful, I'll go get the painting right now."

"Brother Liu still has courage. He said that he wanted to be a teacher, but within a month or two, it became a reality. It can be seen that the old saying that where there is a will, there is a way is true." Li Xinyi praised.

Liu Yao shyly said: "Mr. Gui is not a rigid person, but also very approachable, maybe I just fell in love with him."

Li Xinyi recalled those days when she was drawing pictures day and night, Mr. Gui had nothing to do with being approachable, and said: "You are his only disciple, how can ordinary people compare with you."

It was also a coincidence that the inn where Mr. Gui stayed was next door to Wu Su Banquet Restaurant.

In fact, this street is full of restaurants, teahouses, inns and restaurants, densely arranged along the Qinhuai River.Coincidentally, when Li Xinyi and Liu Yao went to visit Mr. Gui, they happened to meet Wu Su, Professor Jiang and their classmates coming down from the restaurant.

Liu Yao was discussing with Li Xinyi the points that should be paid attention to when meeting Mr. Gui, and Wu Su was also chatting with some classmates, so the two just looked at each other from a distance, and then passed each other up.

"Hey, Zijin, wasn't that person your book boy just now?" Wang Yuan said to Wu Su.

Wu Su smiled unnaturally, and said: "Brother Wang, I'm afraid you misread it. I also saw that person just now, but it's just a slightly similar person."

Wang Yuandao: "I'm not mistaken, that person's eyebrows and eyes are almost the same as your book boy."

Wu Su said: "If it's really my bookboy, how can you turn a blind eye to me?"

Wang Yuan thought about it, and he was right, so he sighed: "It's really strange that there are people who look exactly the same but have nothing to do with each other in the world."

"What's so weird?" Someone asked with interest after hearing Wang Yuan's emotion.Wang Yuan then told the man what he saw just now.

"What a coincidence."

Wu Su's mind was taken away by Li Xinyi who passed by, and all he could think about was where Li Xinyi was going and what he was doing. Didn't he agree to wait in the tea shop and when would he come back.

He didn't react until someone called him several times.

"Zijin? Zijin? Wu Zijin?" Wang Yuan called out.

Wu Su gave a low cough, and said nonchalantly, "Brother Wang, what's the matter?"

The author has something to say: "Painting boats, flutes and drums, day and night without end" comes from "The Scholars"