Suzhou and Hangzhou.
During the yellow plum season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds.
The plum rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River is endlessly sad. It rains slowly on the eaves, and water drops drop on the screens of the windows. The sky is cloudy, and the rain is as fine as needlepoints, as fine as cow hair, and as fine as smoke and mist...
On the clean and wet cobblestone road, a boy of about 12 or 13 years old ran quickly. He had a handsome face and held up a lotus leaf to cover his head. His shoes were very uncomfortable because of the rain. The cloth bag in his arms seemed to contain something important.
Suddenly his foot slipped.
"Ouch...ouch...!"
He fell to the ground with a bang, his knees aching from the hard stone road. He didn't care that He Ye picked up the cloth bag, held it in his arms, ran towards a house, entered the kiosk and knocked on the door.
The person who opened the door was a strong policeman.
"Xu Xian? Come in quickly, don't catch a cold~"
"Thank you, Brother Daniel~"
Xu Xian and the detective quickly entered the house, shook the rain off their heads, opened the cloth bag and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the books inside were not wet.
Fast forward more than ten years, and the little boy in his infancy became a handsome young man. However, the beautiful and happy life he had mentioned at the beginning did not come. At that time, the family made a little profit by doing some small business. When Xu Xian was five years old, he was sent to a private school to study and read. As things turned out, the parents abandoned the two siblings and left.
Without her parents, my sister worked hard to take care of the house, but she couldn’t afford to study this book...
"You don't bring an umbrella with you when you go out. Your sister will have to worry about dying if she catches a cold. Why are you running around when you're not studying in private school at noon? Be careful of Mr.'s slap."
Xu Xian's face didn't look good, and he didn't know whether he was cold or had something on his mind.
This policeman's surname is Li Daniu. He is strong and capable, and he is a honest and honest man. Neighbors say that Li Daniu is honest and reliable. In addition, he has arranged to get married to sister Xu Xian many years ago. They may get married in the next two years. The two siblings He was helpless and had only one house. Fortunately, he had a brother-in-law who would be a police detective to help him.
Li Daniu saw that Xu Xian was worried, and looking at this, he still didn't understand that he had just been kicked out of the private school.
"Ma Xiucai won't let you study? Good guy! Watch me break his horse's legs!"
Xu Xian hurriedly grabbed Li Daniu.
"Brother Daniu, forget it. It's too tiring for my sister to support me in studying. I want to learn a trade to make money to support my family."
"well……"
Detective Li Daniu sighed helplessly.
Even he couldn't afford Xu Xian's education. The little money a low-level police officer had was enough to live on. As for studying, it wasn't even half a star. What's more, it might take him thirty or forty years to pass the imperial examination. In addition to being rich, No one can be an official. It's a pity that the Xu family has passed away so early.
Later, I thought about how my eldest son left very early, so this was a big deal.
"The neighbors all say that a fairy has come to your house and said that you have immortal bones. Who would have ever thought of becoming like this? Well, if you ask me, all fortune telling is nonsense. I get angry when I mention it. The blind man who tells fortunes on the street corner always says that I am I was a cow in my previous life.”
Xu Xian chuckled, Li Daniu was as strong as an ox.
"It's quite similar, hehe~"
"Even if I'm a cow, I'm still a ferocious bull demon. Just wait. Blind Dong sits there talking nonsense every day. Those legs are of no use, so just give him a discount."
Ding Ding Dang Dang was busy making a bowl of ginger soup and adding some sucrose to warm Xu Xian.
I changed into Li Daniu's dry clothes, drank the ginger soup and felt warm and comfortable all over my body. I looked out the window at the rainy season and was filled with thoughts, not knowing where to make money...
Other boys who are twelve or thirteen years old are learning trades outside. Once they have a trade, they don’t feel anxious and they can have a meal wherever they go. However, I haven’t heard of anyone recruiting people in the recent streets.
The young man is worried about his brows, and the yellow plum rain is dripping outside the window on a gloomy and rainy day.
Li Daniu saw that Xu Xian was worried and knew that he was angry about making money as an apprentice.
"Xu Xian, go home and talk to your sister, and I will help you keep an eye on who is recruiting apprentices in the city. It will be easier to find a job if you have read books and can read and calculate. Don't worry."
"Well, thank you, Brother Daniel."
"Why are you being polite to me? Come on, take another bowl to go away the cold. Add sugar to make it very sweet."
In the prosperous age of the Yan Empire, commerce was prosperous, and the people had enough food and clothing, but they did not have to worry about having enough to eat. Reading was the most popular, but many people still couldn't afford it. In these days, everything was inferior, only reading was high, and the aristocratic families raised the bar, and ordinary people Even if the people had a small amount of savings, they would not dare to think about the imperial examination.
Most of them are thankful to have learned how to use words and calculate accounts in daily life.
There are many benefits to being a scholar, especially being exempted from taxes. You need to start from childhood, be a scholar, a scholar, a scholar, and go up to the exam step by step. If you are lucky, you can climb up. How can ordinary people pass the exam with all the books? For rich people, a book is expensive and scary. What kind of book can you read if you don't have money?
Most of them spend their entire lives doing nothing but dragging down their families, and their wives and children suffer accordingly, which is not worthwhile.
Xu Xian's family situation is not good. It is rare to be able to read and calculate accounts. It is simply difficult for him to persist. It is better to learn a craft early to support the family.
The plum rain is like smoke and rain, and the moisture is cool.
When Xu Xian came home, she was worried that her sister would be angry if she knew she didn't study, so she didn't say anything, as if she knew everything.
The two siblings were not in a high mood, so they had a hasty dinner and went back to their rooms to sleep.
Lying on the bed, Xu Xian took out the jade hanging around his neck and looked at it carefully with the help of an oil lamp. His parents said it was a protective treasure given by an old god, but they didn't think it was anything special. In the past two years, he would occasionally dream when he fell asleep at night. I always dream of a pretty girl in white clothes, but I can’t see her clearly.
The hair is so long and looks so beautiful.
"Who are you……"
He muttered something vaguely and fell asleep unconsciously, sleeping especially sweetly listening to the drizzle falling outside the window.
Immortals or precious jade are not what Xu Xian should be concerned about at the moment. If the family is short of money, he would not mind selling the precious jade to get some money to support the family. Anyway, it is a gift from an outsider. It doesn't hurt to sell it. I don't know how much money it can be sold for.
Riverside outside Suzhou and Hangzhou.
It's drizzling at night at Hanshan Temple, the damp wind blows the copper bells, and the swollen river makes a loud splash against the pier.
The Jinshan Temple is brightly lit like a fairy palace. In the pavilion on the top of the mountain, two old monks are sipping tea while looking at the lights of Suzhou and Hangzhou. The tea is boiling in the fire and the steam is rising. It seems that they cannot feel the taste of the fragrant tea when it goes into their throats, and it is difficult to think about it. Taste it.
"It's been thirteen years. I don't know how prepared Nanhuang is."
"King of Wisdom will arrange everything, it's best to hurry up. I always feel that dragon scales may appear in this world..."
There was a moment of silence.
"Whether we are doing this right or wrong."
"Apart from the two words 'right' and 'wrong', there is nothing called 'right' or 'wrong' in the world. How to distinguish right from wrong?"
"That's all, the catastrophe is ferocious and terrifying. I am willing to spend my whole life cultivating to protect the world."
One of the old monks had a desire to live and die, and wanted to use it to gain access to his thoughts. Only when he saw it and realized it clearly did he know who he really was.
"Alas...why should it be like this?"
As the same saying goes, everyone has their own story and an involuntary world. Although the world is big, it is full of constraints. What is right for some people is wrong for others. It is impossible to distinguish between right and wrong.
Huang Meiyu is still sad, as thin as silk.
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