Since ancient times, everyone in the literary world seems to have an otherworldly, noble and free temperament, so as to distinguish themselves from the worldly people.

As a generation of wise men, Mr. Zhao was appreciated by the emperor at that time in the previous dynasty and wanted to invite him to join the court as an official; Soon after the emperor ascended the throne, he sent someone to invite Mr. Zhao to join the office, but he was all excused by Mr. Zhao.

But no matter how unearthly Mr. Zhao seems to outsiders, in private he is just a mortal who can't hide from his seven emotions and six desires, eating and drinking Lazar.

After all, the parents who gave birth to him and raised him are all ordinary people!

However, Mr. Zhao's family background is not simple: the Zhao family was a prominent family of high-ranking families in the previous dynasty, and later when the war-torn dynasty was changed, it was even more quick to take refuge in the new master, and successfully continued the wealth.

Although he was born so noblely, Mr. Zhao was over forty years old and still alone, and the whole family was not hungry.

But it's not because of anything else, it's just because he was young and frivolous, and he swore impulsively in front of people that if he couldn't find a lover, he would rather be lonely for the rest of his life...... It turned out to be a prophecy.

People in this era obeyed their parents' orders when they were teenagers and became relatives, and many people of the same age as Mr. Zhao even had grandchildren, so Mr. Zhao, a single person in the prime of life, was inevitably criticized:

Some people say that he is picky and eccentric, and ordinary women can't get into his eyes; Some people say that he has people in his heart who can't ask for it, so he can only wait stupidly; Some people also say that Mr. Zhao is actually a broken sleeve......... The others can bear it, but this broken sleeve made this straight man of steel, Mr. Zhao, speechless.

In fact, he swore in front of people on a whim, and he couldn't save that face if he married someone.

Plus so many years of indulging in good food...... To put it bluntly, I know how to eat all day long, how can I have the heart to see any beauty, so I am still a single dog at such an old age.

It doesn't usually matter, but when it comes to the New Year's reunion, everyone hugs left and right, children and grandchildren are around their knees, only him, he has to be alone outside, and when he goes home, he is endlessly urged to get married.

Mr. Zhao's hometown is in Xijiang County, and since there are not many businesses passing by on weekdays, the businesses on the street are closed for rest during the Chinese New Year, so Mr. Zhao has nowhere to go, so he can only stay at home honestly and listen to the endless nagging of the seven aunts and eight aunts.

"San'er! I'm afraid you've read too many books and become a nerd! How can you not even have a daughter-in-law when you are so old! I don't know which grandmother it was, so anxious that she knocked on Mr. Zhao's head.

This Mr. Zhao is a respected person of insight outside, but he is just a child in front of his relatives, so whether he is nagging or scolding, he can only suffer silently.

"Yes, San'er, your brother's sons are married, and you still have no heart all day long!" The aunt on the side echoed.

"San'er" is Mr. Zhao's nickname.

Mr. Zhao, surnamed Zhao, named Rong Yin, because he is the third son of Master Zhao, so the family calls him San'er.

The Zhao family is a famous family in Xijiang County, and the people are extremely prosperous, and during the New Year, just for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, they have to prepare more than forty tables.

According to the rules, the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in Xijiang County starts at noon and ends at unitary time, so hundreds of people get together to drink and chat in the afternoon.

In this environment, the devastated one is this older unmarried bachelor......

"You said that your ambition is to travel all over the world, preach and receive a job, you can see, there is no student who comes to you for the New Year?"

"Yes, yes, look at your eldest brother and second brother, and then look at your younger brother, that is not the one who dragged the family and brought the mouth to the scene, but you didn't even kowtow to you!"

"It's like this for the New Year, if you don't get married, what will happen to you in the future!"

"I heard that the girl of the Gao family is very good, although you are older, but with your family's talent, most of them have a ...... to discuss."

The daughters of the Zhao family were full of food, and talked around Mr. Zhao, only to see Mr. Zhao sitting there helplessly, looking tired and loveless.

"Third Young Master! There is a young young master in white outside the door, saying that he is from the Fang family, and he has your guidance, and he wants to come to you to pay a New Year's greeting! The Zhao family suddenly walked over quickly.

Mr. Zhao was suffering from the fact that there was no way to enter the heavens and no way to the earth, and he didn't know how to escape this endless nagging, and when he heard this, his eyes lit up and said: "Quick! Bring it in! ”

Just said that there were no students to give him New Year's greetings, and here came one, the ladies of the Zhao family had never seen San'er's students, so they were very curious.

After a while, I saw a noble white-clothed man hurrying over with a basket, his hands were frozen red, the fine moire Shu brocade robe was a little wrinkled, and the corners of his skirt were gradually getting a lot of muddy water, obviously in a hurry.

The young master of the Fang family didn't expect the Zhao family to have such a big banquet, so he was stunned and at a loss.

"This little boy, you come forward." An old man with a gray beard in the main seat spoke.

This person is Mr. Zhao's own uncle, Mr. Zhao's father and mother left early, and he has been growing up with his uncle, and now he is also the head of the Zhao family.

Second Master Zhao was very fond of this nephew, so he was naturally very polite to Mr. Zhao's students: "It's Chinese New Year's Eve, it's hard for you to still think about your teacher!" ”

"Hello Master Zhao! The student is from Luoquan Fang's house, because some time ago the family asked Mr. Zhao to give me guidance on homework, at that time Mr. Zhao had a little heart in my house, although I liked it very much, but I still have some opinions on the taste, today's kitchen people have just improved properly, I hurriedly sent it over! The young man in white said respectfully.

"Luoquan Town?! It's at least eighty miles away from the Xijiang River! A man from the Zhao family sighed.

"It's okay, I'll come on a fast horse, and it won't take me more than two hours." The young man in white laughed.

These two hours are just in normal times, but now counting nine cold days, the north wind is blowing, just standing outside is very cold, not to mention that this young man has been freezing on a fast horse for two hours! This kind of filial piety is really touching.

The Zhao family is a scholarly family that pays attention to morality, and when he said this, many people looked at the young man in white with a lot of appreciation, and Mr. Zhao, who had been nagged all afternoon, finally puffed up his chest and raised his eyebrows.

"Your hands are frozen red, it's really hard for you! Come and drink some hot tea in front of the brazier and warm up! It is rare for Mr. Zhao to be so kind.

The young master of the Fang family was a little frightened, and hurriedly put the bamboo basket in front of Mr. Zhao:

"Sir, this is a good snack, you can taste it again, if you have any comments, I can take it back and continue to improve!"

"This kid is so sensible!"

"Yes, yes, such a good character, just to point out how to do it, if you worship San'er as a teacher, you will definitely be filial in the future!"

Second Master Zhao heard the whispers behind him and gave Mr. Zhao a look.

Mr. Zhao didn't react here, but asked, "This is what Luo Qinghe's girl did?" ”

"Yes sir, Qinghe didn't go home for the New Year until yesterday." The young man in white replied.

Mr. Zhao didn't speak, so he opened the lid and saw that the cake was sitting in a straight position, and unlike that day, some of the cake was transparent, and some were translucent yellow or rice soup color, and there was a box of white powder and a box of sauce.

After looking at it twice, Mr. Zhao summoned the little servant and asked him to tell him to cut the Xuan Cake carefully and distribute it to the others, and then sat down and asked:

"Now you come and tell me, do you want me to apprentice, do you want to enter the court as an official and a supreme minister, or travel around the world to preach and solve doubts?"

Hearing him suddenly ask, the young man in white was stunned, and he didn't know how to answer.

"It's okay, you just have to be honest." Mr. Zhao's face remained unchanged and said leisurely.

Honest? The young master in white was puzzled in his heart, and just wanted to say something about the scene, but his thoughts were a little chaotic.

a grandmother who speaks seriously and tears in front of herself; Other uncles who ignore themselves with contempt and often crowd out: There are also the people of the Fang family who are respectful on their faces, but they taste the gossip behind their backs, and their lives have skipped from the hearts of the young man in white in just ten years......

Suddenly, I saw him settle down, straighten his waist, and said frankly: "Forgive the students for being short-sighted, I only hope that I have the ability to do my filial piety for my grandmother, the ability to protect the safety of my family in this turbulent era, and act as a person worthy of the heavens and the earth!" ”

Mr. Zhao stared straight into the eyes of the young man in white, and after a while, he said, "You go back first, and take a look at the disciples during this time!" ”

Disciple rules? Isn't this a book for three-year-olds? The young man in white didn't expect Mr. Zhao to say this, and he didn't know what to do for a while, and after Mr. Zhao finished speaking, he picked up the chopsticks and ate for himself, without meaning to speak.

The young man in white could only leave in confusion, but as soon as he walked to the door, a small guy at the door took a shabby copy of the "Disciple Rules" and said to him: "Childe, this is given to you by Mr. Zhao." ”

The young man in white took it, opened it and took a look, only to see the book full of annotations and notes, and suddenly realized, with a happy face, he took out a piece of silver and said: "Tired little brother, please tell Mr. Zhao, the student will definitely not let him down." ”

Saying that, he turned over and got on the horse, and the biting cold on the road was swept away, and he only felt his blood boiling: Since Mr. Zhao sent this book, it seems that he is willing to accept me as an apprentice!

Luoquan Town, Wang's family

On this day, as soon as the sky was bright, Luo Qinghe, who was still asleep, was dragged up by Yueniang, and after a simple grooming, he went out of the house.

"It's so early in the morning, and the Bodhisattva hasn't gotten up yet!" Luo Qinghe complained sleepily.

"Hurry up! If you go late, you won't be able to queue up! Yueniang was an anxious person, and she dragged Luo Qinghe to Guanyin Temple with all her heart.

Sure enough, people take advantage of the Chinese New Year to burn incense and pray for their wishes.

As soon as the two arrived at the gate of the Guanyin Temple, they saw that the temple was bustling with people, and everyone in it had a stick of incense in their hands, waiting in line to make a wish for the Bodhisattva.

"Mother, the Bodhisattva is so busy, let's come back another day?" Luo Qinghe looked at the long queue and was stunned.

"No! It's all here, there's no need to toss," Yueniang said firmly: "The queue still seems sincere!" ”

Luo Qinghe had no choice but to line up honestly, and after about an hour, it was the turn of the two.

Yueniang put all kinds of fruit snacks in front of the Bodhisattva, pulled Luo Qinghe to kneel, and prayed for the blessing of the Wang family with words, and then left satisfied.

On the way back, Yueniang pointed to more and more people and said proudly: "Look! Fortunately, my mother led you early, if you only arrive now, I am afraid that it will not end until the evening! ”

"But my mother is still in a bit of a hurry, just bring all your grandfather's medicinal materials in the morning and put them in front of the Bodhisattva to dip their blessings!" Yueniang was a little unsatisfied, and sighed.

Superstition is amazing...... Luo Qinghe secretly complained in his heart.

"Mother! The way home is this way! Luo Qinghe saw that the direction was wrong, thinking that Yueniang was happy and couldn't find the north, so he grabbed her and reminded her.

"It's over here, baby, we still have a place to go!" Yueniang said mysteriously.