An unknown post station, half a day's journey from Jingshi, that night.

The closer he got to Jingshi, the more panicked Zhao Shuo became, perhaps because Zhong Yueyue inadvertently said something that made him panic: What will you two rely on to live in the future?

He asked himself what he could do, and here he seemed to be able to do anything, and here he seemed to be able to do nothing.

The key to this problem is whether he has room to exert himself, and if there is, there must be, such as making an account. As for being a Mr. Arithmetic, what you teach must also be accepted by the world, after all, the defenders are a bit scary.

"Xingming, do you know a merchant in Jingshi, or a merchant's son?" Zhao Shuo looked at Fang Xing after drinking and asked.

Fang Xing poured wine for Zhao Shuo and replied, "How many do you know, do you want to do anything?" ”

"Just get acquainted, I'll try to make something out and sell it to him when I get to Jingshi." Zhao Shuo pinched the wine glass full of wine and turned it back and forth, and after speaking, he drank it all.

Zhao Shuo didn't know if he could do it in a short period of time, because he had only done this experiment in junior high school. As for the glass and cement, let alone that, if you are lucky, you may be able to get it out in a few years, but if you are unlucky, you may not be able to get it for more than ten years, and the money that continues to be invested is not something he can afford now.

"Haotian, if you are short of money, I have more than a hundred taels here, if it is not enough, I will ask the family for a point, but the family may give me a maximum of three or five hundred taels." Fang Xing's tone was a little embarrassed, although his father was the prefect of Henan, it was impossible to give him much money to squander at one time.

Zhao Shuo patted Fang Xing's shoulder in his left hand, and filled the cup with his right hand to the two of them, "I got my heart, I still have some money, my problem can't be solved by money, and you don't understand it." ”

After the two touched a cup, Zhao Shuo smiled and said: "It's a pleasure to meet you, many of the stories of the Western Expedition I told at the beginning were made up by me, hahaha." ”

"Can I not know, your expression at that time was like hiding from me, since listening to the story of the Western Expedition you said, I suddenly realized that I have something I want to do all my life." Speaking of this, Fang Xing suddenly stood up and said two words loudly:

"Expedition to the West!"

Looking at the high-spirited and arrogant Fang Xing, he wanted to say, have you been fooled and lame by me? How easy is the western expedition, I am afraid that if you have a life, you will not be able to return, and who will support your western expedition?

"Xingming, just for your ambition, I admire you, I have to toast you three cups."

"Come on,!"

"!"

"Do it again!"

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After three glasses of wine, Zhao Shuo said: "But I have to remind you, although the ideal is good, sometimes you have to face the reality, you should retreat, you can't be hard-headed." ”

Fang Xing carried the wine jug and poured the two glasses full of wine, and said: "I remember, but I will always work hard in this direction, even if I don't succeed, but at least I am on the way to my ideal." ”

I don't know how much wine I drank, anyway, there were empty wine bottles on the ground, and the two of them laughed wildly with their shoulders together.

Zhao Shuo staggered up from the stone bench with a wine jug, looked at the crescent moon in the sky, and chanted Su Shi's "Water Tune Song Tou: When Will the Bright Moon Be".

Not far away, Yang Qianqian, Zhong Yueyue sat side by side on the long stone bench, looking at the drunken and crazy Zhao Shuo, chanting the song that had been sung by countless people. When Zhao Shuo's voice came into the ears of the two of them, the bodies of the two of them trembled at the same time, and Zhao Shuo's voice was mixed with longing, sadness, helplessness, unwillingness, remorse, and anger, which was really a mixture of flavors.

Yang Qianqian looked at Zhao Shuo at this time, her heart ached, she wanted to run over to comfort Zhao Shuo, but was stopped by Zhong Yueyue.

Zhong Yueyue sighed and said: "Qianqian, let him go crazy, when he arrives in Jingshi, he is afraid that he will not be able to go crazy." He, I don't understand, it's like, um......" After a moment of silence, Zhong Yueyue continued: "It seems that he is like a person from two worlds with us. ”

Zhong Yueyue wiped Yang Qianqian's tears with a silk scarf: If it weren't for Qianqian, you tied him, he was afraid that he would walk alone somewhere in this world for the rest of his life. I don't know why Zhao Shuo agreed to marry Qianqian, because she didn't see much love for Yang Qianqian in Zhao Shuo's eyes, but more of her brother's undistracting eyes when she looked at her sister, which made her very curious, but she didn't mention this curiosity to Zhao Shuo but was hidden in her heart.

Fate is supposed to be like this, and sometimes it will always go against you against your thinking, as if in its eyes you are a baby who is at his mercy and has no power to resist.

The atmosphere in the carriage today was a little dull, as if everyone had something on their minds, and even Fang Xing, who usually talked the most, was half-closed and thinking about his own thoughts.

Zhao Shuo doesn't remember how much he drank last night, although he was drunk like mud, but his brain was still sober, but he was a little drunk, and he talked a little bit without his brain, and the fragment did not exist for him, because the more drunk he was, the more sober his brain became, so that he could clearly recall what happened the next day, but he couldn't control his emotions, and the remaining strong drunkenness in his sobriety was just a little uncontrollable.

Lifting the curtain, he looked at the wheelbarrow in a short shirt pushing a wheelbarrow and driving a cart of oxen and horses, and there were some leather goods and some tree roots and other things piled up on the cart that Zhao Shuo didn't recognize. They traveled for a few days, perhaps in order to sell the goods in their hands for some silver, and with the money, they bought daily necessities and at the same time pulled a piece of cloth to make new clothes for the children in the family, or bought some snacks for their children.

Zhao Shuo suddenly remembered that when he was a child, his father would always inadvertently take out some food from his pocket, and at that time, in his eyes, his father's pocket was like a treasure pocket, and there would always be all kinds of snacks. In his memory, he couldn't resist the temptation to rummage his father's pocket, and when he wanted to rummage through his father's pocket, he would always be beaten on the back, and he was afraid of the pain and didn't dare to rummage through his father's pocket anymore, until he grew up, and he gradually understood this truth.

"Haotian, can I take a look at the dagger in your hand?" Zhong Yueyue had been staring at the dagger in Zhao Shuo's hand for a while.

"Yes." Zhao Shuo casually handed the dagger in his hand to Zhong Yueyue, anyway, the dagger had no mark.

"Sharpened gold like clay, the dagger has no traces of damage, it is simply a good dagger that is hard to find." Zhong Yueyue held the dagger and took out the golden beans from the money bag, and after cutting the golden beans, she carefully observed whether the dagger was damaged.

"Where did you get it?" Zhong Yueyue, who had been playing for a long time, asked.

"It was given by my fiancée." Zhao Shuo replied casually.

Fang Xing's eyes suddenly opened and looked at Yang Qianqian, Brother Haotian actually has a fiancée, this is ...... It's a bit big, why didn't Yang Qianqian react at all.

Zhong Yueyuexiu frowned slightly, should she say what kind of mountain village man she is, will the mountain village master know the dagger that can give away this kind of money? This man really doesn't have a word of truth in his mouth. Do you want to ask?

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Zhong Yueyue: Do you still have recommendation votes in your readers' hands?