Crossing Prince Yinren

Under the tree trunk, a scholar wearing a brand new and neat green silk padded jacket, stepped on rocks and stood on tiptoe between the people, stretching his neck desperately to look in the direction of the stage, raised his face depressedly and asked, "Smile, leave!" So far away, can you see clearly what is happening on the stage?"

Although this troupe is indeed worthy of being all famous actors, and the singing voices can be heard clearly from such a far away stage, but when the characters on the stage are seen from this distance, even if the tree is in a good position and no one blocks the line of sight, they can only be heard. Is it colorful and green?Is it so exaggerated?

The little boy looked down at him contemptuously: "My lord, don't compare me with your short-sightedness."

The scholar was even more depressed.

Because I heard that most of the famous people in the capital will come to join Boss Han’s performance, the scholar wanted to make friends, so he specially put on the most decent clothes he made newly. I sat in the top seat specially reserved in the front row, even if it wasn’t, it was a good seat occupied by people a few days before the show started, and the seats crowded with scholars who got up early that day. No, and the scholar was so distressed by his new clothes that he couldn't bear to push forward desperately.

It was late in the evening when the play ended, although there was another one at night, but it was winter after all, and the chill became bitter as soon as the sun set, the boy couldn't stand it on the tree, although the scholar was squeezed between people, it wasn't very cold , but it was really boring to hear the singing and not see the stage, so the two squeezed out of the crowd and stopped watching the next show.

When the boy got off the tree, the commanding heights were immediately occupied by others.

The two master and servant got out of the crowd, found an affordable restaurant nearby, and extravagantly ordered two bowls of hot beef noodles. They sat down and were about to eat, when they heard an old man with a long beard who read the mansion newspaper at the next table say in surprise: " Hey, the governor of Yunnan died again? Since the 32nd year of Kangxi, how many times is this? Why is there something so evil about this place in Yunnan?"

"Ah?" His neighbor quickly took the mansion newspaper from his hand and looked at it. While reading it, he was also surprised: "It's not right, Tian Baiyan in the 32nd year of Kangxi, Zhang Qi in the first year of Changping, the governor Qian Zheng... three of them have died in just four years! — No, there is also Shen Tingwen, the Tanhua Lang in the 27th year of Kangxi. I saw this Tanhua Lang when he was parading around the street that year. A Jun, my little sister lost her soul when she saw him! I heard that she died of illness before reaching Yunnan, and she was only in her twenties. What a pity, plus he was born once a year..."

The scholar was very curious when he heard this, he cupped his hands to the two people who were speaking, and said: "You two are invited, can you borrow the mansion newspaper in your hand to read it?"

The two looked at him when they heard the sound, and they liked him very much when they saw his appearance, so they generously handed him the residence newspaper.The scholar unfolded and looked at the news that the two had read just now.Sure enough, the obituary of the governor of Yunnan who died of illness was printed on it in black and white.

Speaking of which, this mansion newspaper is also a new thing that has emerged in recent years. Although it used to exist, it was only issued by the imperial court for officials to read. In recent years, ordinary people can buy it and read it. The price is very cheap. A copper plate, or a period of three or five days, has made the folks more informed.

The governor who died in office this time was not very old, only 47 years old. The scholar browsed other news, and also felt that the governor of Yunnan was really evil. When he came to his face, he returned the residence newspaper and concentrated on enjoying it. Get your own beef noodles.

After eating a large bowl of piping hot noodles, the whole body warmed up. The master and servant left the shop satisfied, and walked slowly along the street to the residence without feeling the night cold.

As dusk fell, the shops and houses on both sides of the street turned on their lights one after another.When the two passed a brightly lit restaurant, they raised their heads to listen to the sound of music and music floating down from the upstairs, and inadvertently collided with a group of scholars hurrying across the road.The person in charge immediately cursed: "How do you walk, don't you have eyes?"

The scholar staggered and stood firm, protecting the little boy behind him. He was about to apologize, but when he heard the words, he looked up at them, but smiled, and said, "Brother Lin Yuan, you are so majestic." One of the people persuaded: "Linyuan, we have already arrived at the gate of Songhe Tower, don't cause trouble, you have to forgive others and forgive others." Hearing the scholar's voice, he opened his eyes in surprise and said, "Go to Brother Fei?!" The scholar smiled and cupped his hands: "Yan Fang, it's been a long time." It turned out that most of the people in this group were from his hometown, and two of them were classmates.

Thousands of miles away in the capital, he suddenly met an acquaintance, and the scholar couldn't help but feel happy.

At this time, Fu Linyuan, the scolding son, also recognized the scholar, but pouted slightly contemptuously, and said, "I don't know who it is, it turned out to be Brother Li. Brother Li also came to Beijing to take the test, but why didn't he go to the test hall to live?" ?”

Li Qufei smiled wryly.

His family was poor, and his father was a low-ranking scholar in a remote village in Henan Province. He had some talent and learning, but he was extremely lofty and grotesque. He offended almost all the people he could offend when he was alive, and there was no one to pay tribute to him when he died.This time he won the exam, he has already set foot on the official career, he has no money to go to Beijing to take the exam, and there are no country gentlemen from the same village who are willing to lend a helping hand.Fortunately, his mother was very popular when she was alive, and the neighbors gathered together to help him prepare some food and luggage, and the teacher helped him with half a lot of money, so that he could write and sell divination all the way, and walked to the capital with Xiaotong.

After arriving in the capital, it is said that there is no more trouble.Due to the peace of the world, in recent years, it has gradually become a prosperous age, and the style of writing has been revived. Officials and wealthy businessmen from all over the country have invested in building guild halls in Beijing to receive scholars from their hometowns who came to take the exam, and provide free board and lodging for poor scholars.However, Li Qufei and Xiaotong managed to find the fellow village hall outside Xuanwu Gate. After inquiring, all the stewards in the hall were offended by Li's father, especially the famously small-minded chief executive who was once Father Li offended to death.

In this situation, Li Qufei had no choice but to go to the guild hall to run into trouble. He ran all over Beijing with the boy, rented the cheapest house with all the money he had, and continued to sell calligraphy and divination until now.One of Fu Linyuan's parents was in charge of the guild hall, and he was severely offended by Li's father, and he himself has always been a sign of Li Qu's nonsense. This is obviously knowing the inside story and deliberately mocking him.

"Brother Fu, tell him more, go quickly." Seeing that the Songhe Tower was approaching, the other member urged impatiently.The scholars next to him also looked anxious.

Li Qufei asked strangely: "You all are in such a hurry?"

Hearing the urging, Fu Linyuan had already planned to leave him and move again, but when he heard this question, he turned his head in disdain and said, "Eat," he burped as he spoke, and the smell of alcohol came out, "Brother Li is coming too Is it?" After speaking, he strode into the restaurant with his head held high.

The rest of the scholars hurriedly followed.

Only Wu Yanfang, who was the first to recognize Li Qufei, was left behind, feeling a little embarrassed by his companion's behavior: "Brother Qufei..."

Li Qufei hurriedly waved his hands, this has nothing to do with Wu Yanfang.Some asked curiously: "Are you..." This group of people all had their chests and belly full of alcohol, and some of them didn't even wipe their lips clean. Fu Linyuan even hiccupped. Just got off the table.

Wu Yanfang knew everything and said everything. It turned out that this group of people also went to the Boss Han's show today, and heard that many literary figures had arrived. They also planned to take the opportunity to make contact and pay homage to the mountain gate, but they also did not find the opportunity.After the play, I was having dinner in a restaurant, and I heard the exact news that Nalan Rongruo, who is known as the most talented man in the North, and Cao Yin, Zhu Yizun, Yan Shengsun, Gu Zhenguan and other powerful writers just listened to the play in Songhe Tower For dinner, I felt that it was another opportunity not to be missed. I could pretend to come to Songhe Tower for dinner and meet by chance, so this scene happened.

After explaining, Wu Yanfang asked: "Brother Li, do you want to come together? You are much more talented than most of us. If you show yourself well, maybe you will be appreciated by some adult?"