When the wine enters the throat and intestines, one sees the rising sun in the distance like fire.
On the official road, Mr. Qingshan walked alone, with a fairy sword hidden by his side.
The gourd hanging around my waist kept dangling.
Walk through the mortal world to find a "solution" to confusion.
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Before leaving, Xiaoliu filled the gourd with two more jars of wine. There must be enough wine for the journey.
Not long after, Chen Changsheng walked out of Qiuyuefang.
There is a restaurant on the side of the official road. There are some drinks and some side dishes, which can satisfy the passers-by.
There were not many people in the restaurant. First of all, it was because Qiuyuefang was remote and there were few people doing business outside. Only some official officials and pedestrians passing by would eat here.
Chen Changsheng walked into the restaurant and said, "Excuse me, the store owner. Can I ask for directions?"
The owner is a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing linen clothes. The business of the restaurant is bleak, so he is not considered wealthy.
"Sir, please ask." The store owner said.
"If we go to Shangjing, should we take this road?"
"Exactly."
The shopkeeper nodded and said: "Go straight ahead from this road. After you see the water, follow the river all the way to the ferry. There is a boat at the ferry. You have to turn around again. It takes three trips by water. It will take about half a month to get there.
Going to Beijing."
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng cupped his hands and thanked: "Thank you very much, shopkeeper."
"It's a small matter, sir, you're in Beijing to take the exam? Why don't you come in and have a cup of tea?" the shopkeeper asked.
Chen Changsheng said helplessly: "Chen forgot to bring some silver when he came out. I'm afraid he won't be able to pay."
The shopkeeper was very generous. He waved his hand and said: "A cup of tea is not worth a lot of money. I won't charge you any money."
Chen Changsheng entered the restaurant, and the shopkeeper poured two cups of tea to entertain this gentleman.
"Sir, you are going to Beijing without any money?" The store owner was a little puzzled.
Chen Changsheng said: "Someone will take care of you later."
The shopkeeper nodded in understanding and said, "That's good. There are many students going to Beijing to take the exam in recent years. This is the first time I've seen such a bookish spirit like you, sir."
"Bookish?" Chen Changsheng paused and asked.
"yes."
The shop owner nodded and said: "People say that scholars have the scent of ink on their bodies. The stronger the scent, the more scholarly. But you, sir, are different. You don't have the scent of ink on your body, but you are the kind of person who can tell at a glance that you have read a lot of books.
People."
Chen Changsheng couldn't help but smile when he heard this, shook his head and said, "Chen has read a lot of books, but they are just miscellaneous books."
"That's strange." The store owner didn't understand.
Chen Changsheng asked: "The store owner seems to have met many scholars?"
The store owner smiled and said, "In the past, students who went to Beijing to take the exam would come to my place to have a cup of tea before going on their way. I saw more of them every time I went back and forth."
He is not flattering the gentleman in front of him, but he can give people a bright feeling at a glance, which is different from all scholars.
"They're all coming?" Chen Changsheng paused and asked.
The shopkeeper explained: "This restaurant was left by our ancestors. At that time, the scholars in the workshop would drink a bowl of tea here when they went to Beijing to say goodbye. One was to practice it, and the other was to make an oath. Later, it became a kind of
It is an unwritten rule that students who come to Beijing to take exams do not charge for tea."
Chen Changsheng paused for a moment and said: "The store's apologies, Chen did not go to Beijing to take the exam."
"It's okay." The store owner waved his hand and said, "There is plenty of tea."
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng said nothing more and said with a smile: "Chen took advantage."
"A cup of tea is so cheap, sir, I was joking." The shopkeeper laughed as he said this.
Chen Changsheng looked around the restaurant and asked, "How long has this restaurant been open?"
The store owner thought for a moment and said, "It must have been more than a hundred years ago, and my grandpa opened it."
"This has been the case for more than a hundred years, and the tea money is confiscated?"
"indeed."
The shopkeeper nodded and said: "At that time, our ancestors hoped that the next generation would produce a talented person, so they did not charge for tea just to get some scholarly spirit and make a good relationship. Unexpectedly, no one in the three generations would be able to study. Fortunately, the next generation studied.
I've found something, and I plan to try it this autumn, maybe I can get something out of it."
"But the shopkeeper's son?" Chen Changsheng asked.
The shopkeeper nodded and said: "Exactly."
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and said, "Qiu Wei will go in August. There are still about two months left, so we can still make some preparations."
The store owner nodded and said, "It's only been the past two months, so now he doesn't need to take care of the restaurant. Let him study in peace."
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng nodded to show his understanding.
He lowered his head and glanced at the tea on the table, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "Chen can't drink the tea from the store for nothing, but Chen knows a little about divination, so he can tell the store about your son's fortune this autumn."
What does the shopkeeper think of his fortune?"
"Sir, do you still understand this?" The store owner seemed a little surprised.
Chen Changsheng said: "I thought about it on a whim."
The store owner was naturally happy, and then asked: "Do you need anything?"
"The store owner just tells me your son's name."
"My son's name is Li Anfu, Ansheng's An, Fu's blessing."
Chen Changsheng nodded to show his understanding.
He stretched out his hand and counted with his fingers.
When the store owner saw that Chen Changsheng was doing calculations with style, he didn't take it seriously and just regarded it as a casual calculation.
He never believed in fortune telling.
Chen Changsheng stopped his hand and looked at the store.
The shopkeeper asked: "Sir, have you figured it out?"
Chen Changsheng said: "This hexagram is in the middle and top, and your son is very talented and knowledgeable. Among the one hundred and thirty-seven people listed in Qiu Wei, your name is your son, and he is ranked sixty-fifth."
After hearing this, the store owner said: "Sixty-five! It would be great if you can pass the exam, so I'll give you my blessing."
Chen Changsheng smiled warmly and said: "Thank you very much for the tea today. Chen is traveling in the world of mortals. When he comes back, he will come back for tea. Chen will definitely bring some silver with him."
"Hey, tea is not worth a lot of money. If you tell me sir, just treat it as the money for tea in the future."
The shopkeeper laughed, and he found this gentleman more and more interesting.
It seems that this gentleman really doesn't like to owe others, even if it is just for a cup of tea, he has to keep nagging for so long, but come to think of it, there must be something extraordinary about extraordinary people.
After drinking the tea, Chen Changsheng said goodbye to the store owner, then left the restaurant and walked towards the road as the store owner said.
The store owner stood at the door with a simple smile on his face.
"This gentleman is really interesting. He seems to be a scholar, but he also tells fortune-telling with his fingers, and he has a decent appearance."
The shopkeeper muttered, and then said to himself: "Sixty-five people..."
He shook his head, feeling pity.
It would be great if it was true. Of course he knows what level his son is.
"If you can be on the list, you will have accumulated virtue for eight lifetimes."
After saying that, the shopkeeper went back to the restaurant, and probably forgot about it after two days.
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Chen Changsheng glanced back at the restaurant.
After a while, Chen Changsheng withdrew his gaze and said something.
“When there is good luck.”
The morning sun greets the green shirt, and there should be a highway between the roads.