Hu San was very happy. After eating and drinking, he wiped his mouth and raised his legs to walk. The waiter came over and said with a smile:
"Sir, how much is your drink?"
Hu San felt all over his body and realized that the one piece of silver was all left to the madam of the brothel. He had already calculated that according to the market price in Taiping County, a prostitute would only cost five taels of silver at most. With the current market price, this was worth a pig.
The price was in the capital city. Double the price for two pigs would be enough! So he didn’t bring much. It was always unsafe to bring too much money to a place like that. In order to deal with his enemies (he thought the little eunuch’s enemies were also his)
Enemy), he threw such a big piece of silver into the brothel shop. At that time, he was in such a hurry that he didn’t think much about it, and he didn’t have time to ask the old lady for change. Now it’s better! Hu San thought for a while and said:
"Brother, otherwise, I just went out in a hurry and forgot to bring money. How about you come and pick it up with me?"
The waiter was displeased and teased: "You haven't even got a penny yet, but you let me get a few coins. You're working in the middle of the night. Aren't you trying to make people miserable?"
"How about I give you double the amount? The road is not very far, it's just in the Dali Temple."
"Oh, for a long time, you are a member of the government, and those who work for officialdom can't bully us ordinary people!" The waiter's tone became harder and harder, leaving no room for accommodation.
"How about I give you a note and it will be delivered tomorrow?" A penny stumped the heroic man, and the clever Hu San was at his wits' end.
"No, no, we don't know you. Who knows what you do?" the waiter said with his mouth raised.
The shopkeeper heard that there was a dispute here and hurried over from the back hall.
"What's going on?" the shopkeeper asked.
"A country bumpkin from out of town doesn't give me money to eat." The waiter answered the question very briefly, but he made it clear.
The shop owner is a middle-aged man about forty years old, with a pair of oval eyes, a full beard and a bun on his head, with an iron nail more than five inches long inserted in the middle. His chest is exposed, his face is full of flesh, and he looks very good.
It was the vicious shopkeeper who turned around and stared at Hu San with two bull eyes and said:
"Sir, it's a matter of course that you get paid to eat. There's nothing to discuss. If you don't have money, don't come. We don't like freeloaders here."
Hu San put on an embarrassed smile and said, "I really forgot to bring money. Why don't you send a brother to get it for me?"
"Get it, a few bucks are worth the trip, no time!" The shopkeeper rolled his eyes, Renzi.
"What should I do?" Hu San always felt that he was short-sighted and was extremely careful about what he said.
"Look at what valuables you have on you. Take one out and put it here first. You can redeem it with money tomorrow."
Hu San originally had a few things, but because he was afraid of things going wrong when he went to such a place, he temporarily took them out and put them in the house. He had to say:
"Shopkeeper, I really don't have any..."
"Well, take off one of your clothes or one of your shoes. Isn't this a embarrassment to you?" The shopkeeper's eyes revealed a sinister smile.
"I am a scholar, how can I behave like this?" Hu San shook his head and said
"Bah!" the shopkeeper spat a thick mouthful of phlegm into Hu San's face and cursed, "A pig or dog like you who cheats on food and drink does not deserve to be called a scholar? Those who hang out in the middle of the night are either stealing or visiting prostitutes. None of them are good.
Goods! You want face and I want money. If you put down the money and leave, I won’t have to argue with you!"
Hu San wiped his face and wanted to speak, but the shopkeeper grabbed him by the chest and shouted:
"You take it off or should I?"
Hu Sanguang didn't want to suffer the immediate loss and said hurriedly: "I'll take it off, I'll take it off."
"Take off your clothes or shoes?"
"It's hard to walk without your shoes, so you'd better take off your clothes!"
Hu San had no choice but to go back to the Yamen with his back naked. Fortunately, it was at night and there were few people on the street. He was already disgraced. A dignified fourth-grade official was stripped naked on the streets of the capital.
Walking through the streets and the city, where does the elegant demeanor of a scholar come from? Hu San thought as he walked, fortunately this is not Taiping County. He didn't know many acquaintances when he first arrived. He would go through this section first and quickly changed his clothes when he returned to the Yamen.
, don’t let the people below see it
We arrived at the entrance of Dali Temple. Although we met a few passers-by on the way, when they saw him in such a mess, they first stopped and laughed, and then they just pointed at him, or even suspected that he had a mental problem. Hu San thought that everyone was just Ping.
Shuimo didn't know anyone, so it wasn't worth making a fuss about, so he didn't really care that he was not far away. He hesitated for a while. He could have asked the gate to be opened and entered the hospital directly, but he was afraid that the government officials at the head of the gate would talk too much.
The final decision was to go over the wall and enter
Hu San walked around the wall of Dali Temple for several times. He really couldn't choose a suitable place to climb. There was an old locust tree in the corner of the back wall. It would be much more convenient for him to climb up the tree and then jump down. Hu San was helpless.
Next, I had no choice but to climb a tree. Although Hu San's articles are not considered top-notch, they are just fine. When it comes to climbing trees and climbing over walls and ridges, he is not even considered to be the best. Hu San exhausted all his energy, okay?
It was easy to climb up the big locust tree, and when he was about to jump to the top of the wall, he suddenly saw a group of people approaching, about ten people, most of whom had weapons in their hands. One man beat his horse to the bottom of the tree, and shouted to the back:
"Master Wen, there is a person leaning on the tree. He must be a thief who wants to break into the courtyard and steal."
The man called Mr. Wen seemed to be the boss. He waved his hand and shouted softly, "Take it down! Take it back and talk."