Qiuyue, like a deep and lonely girl, timidly hiding behind the branches of the old locust tree, orange light, gentle as water.

In the night, the crickets chirp like a chorus to the low and melodious sound of the piano. With his eyes slightly closed, his fingertips plucked lightly on the strings, he was completely immersed in his own sad and beautiful sound.

On the piano case, in the exquisitely shaped incense burner, hazy smoke wafts up, bewitching like a beautiful elf dancing with it. Bai Liangqi stood behind the master with his hands behind his back in an orderly manner. At a young age, he naturally couldn't hear the artistic conception in the sound of the piano, but there was an inexplicable sadness on his immature face.

"The autumn night is long, the moon is clear and clear, and the layers of the city and Qi Pavilion look at each other from afar.

Looking at each other from afar, there is no beam in the river, the north wind is affected by the south goose Xiang, and Chonglan is committed to the time of Jufang.

Minghuan dragged out of the corridor and pounded clothes for the autumn night.

Fiber Luo to the phoenix, Dan Qi double mandarin ducks, adjust the anvil and pestle to think about self-injury.

Thinking of self-harm, the husband is thousands of miles away. Heguan Yinxin is broken, and the Longmen road is long.

Jun is on the side of the sky, and the cold clothes are fragrant. ”

Next to the tea stove, Zheng Hui, who was much older, naturally heard that the master was playing a song "Long Autumn Night", and the rhythm of the cooperative qin song whispered a song "Long Autumn Night" by the poet Wang Bo of the previous dynasty. The immature voice, the sound of the piano, there is no sense of disobedience.

The aftermath lingered, gradually dissipating in this quiet night sky, and he leaned on the piano table with one hand on his jaw, still not opening his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Master, is my Datang going to war again?" Zheng Hui is young, but he is unusually sensitive and intelligent.

"In addition to Chang'an, which is drunk with money, there has been less war in the Tang Dynasty. When I played the song "Long Autumn Night", I was just reminded of a woman who was deeply disgusted with war. Lu looked up at the round of Qingyue, and there was a hint of amazement in his tone.

"I know, Master, you must be thinking of Master Amir. Madame Emile had told me earlier that her people had been displaced by the war and had no place to live. ”

After Bai Liangqi finished speaking, he suddenly reacted, and buried his head in fear.

When I passed, my heart felt like I had been stabbed by the tip of a knife, and the pain was intense. The three words Amir are like taboo words in the Lu family, and almost no one dares to mention them in front of Lu Li. Because everyone knows how much this incident has left a big scar in his heart.

Touching Bai Liangqi's head dotingly, he took a deep breath: "It's okay, you still remember your Emil Master, it's good, it's good!" ”

Not far away, in the shadow of the corridor, Tang Xiaoqi wiped his tears, walked over briskly, and smiled.

"Lang Jun, you competed in piano skills a few days ago, if you have such a level tonight, and win the first place, it may not be the night sister of the women's plate and men's clothing.";

"Hehe" smiled as a guide: "Piano skills, compared with her, I am far behind." It's just this scene that makes my piano sound beautiful. ”

"It's late at night, the autumn cold and dew are heavy, Zheng Hui, you can take your senior brother down to rest first." Glancing at Bai Liangqi, who was a little uneasy, Tang Xiaoqi motioned for Zheng Hui and the two to leave first.

"Hey" Seeing that the two disciples had gone away, Tang Xiaoqi let out a long sigh: "It's over, you have a lot of things hidden in your heart, but I can't help you at all, but I still drag you down, I'm really useless." ”

Gently pulled Tang Xiaoqi on his lap and sat down, holding her face full of sorrow: "As long as I can see your smile, I will become satisfied." So, you don't think about it so much. ”

"I've heard about your later competition. It seems that the God of Wealth Wang Yuanbao is obviously making things difficult for you, and he doesn't look down on you, a white-bodied scholar, but wants to marry his daughter to the little marquis of Qinhou Mansion. If you fail to complete Lu Jiu's instructions and let her marry the little marquis of the Qin family, what will we do if you threaten to embarrass us, will it be difficult for you to be controlled by that Qin Ruochen in the future. ”

Tang Xiaoqi frowned deeply, and he couldn't let go of his worries.

"Don't worry, no matter how difficult that Wang Yuanbao is, I will do my best to prevent that Lu Jiu from marrying. If it really doesn't work, we will learn from my master, Mr. and Mrs. Taibin, and live in seclusion in the mountains. The world is so big, there will always be a way for our husband and wife to live. ”

He patted Tang Xiaoqi on the shoulder, reluctantly relieved.

Tang Xiaoqi's face was miserable, his eyes were full of apologies and he looked at the road, and he couldn't help hugging him tightly, for fear that he would lose it.

The autumn breeze is whining, and the ears of rice are fragrant.

After passing Jun Ruochen, and countless idle good deeds, I came to Dayu Town at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain.

In full view, the two were ushered into a study in the front yard.

The old man surnamed Wang has white hair like snow and is in good spirits. Seeing the two young men in front of him who were very humble, they smiled very kindly.

"Here is a set of Dayu Town's regular clothes, weapons, and a ten-day temporary appointment letter. Here is the deed of a small steamed cake shop in Dayu Town, as well as the capital of a hundred coppers. You can choose any identity at will and live in Dayu Town for ten days. ”；

After Wang Lao finished speaking, he kept silent, and looked at how the two young people chose with a smile.

Jun Ruochen's mind spun quickly, and his eyes glanced at the road like electricity.

"I took advantage of Brother Lu in the game, this time, how about letting Brother Lu choose first?"

After passing by, he seemed to have no energy, and shook his head lazily: "I am one or two years older than you, so naturally you should choose Brother Ruochen first." ”

Jun Ruochen was not polite, he picked up a set of ordinary clothes, turned his head and looked at the road fixedly.

"Brother Lu, you don't seem to have much energy, did you lose your fighting spirit because you lost the last competition?"

When he passed by, he picked up more than ten copper coins, threw them in his hand at random, and pointed to his chest: "Just put the fighting spirit here, who said that you must make it for others to see." ”

Wang Lao originally appreciated Jun Ruochen's resolute and resolute actions. But I don't know why, compared with the lazy and casual road, it always looks immature and ridiculous, and I bowed my head invisibly.

glanced at the road with a complicated mood, this son either likes to pretend, or he is confident and confident, and he doesn't take the opponent in front of him in his eyes at all.

As Jun Ruochen's sworn friend, Cheng Changmu and Yin Feng are naturally close to him. The two of them dressed as archers, followed behind Jun Ruochen, and began to patrol Dayu Town.

"Let the two of you be a temporary catcher, and one of you will open a small steamed cake shop, and nothing else. What is the competition this time, I Cheng Fatzi thought about it, and I didn't think it clearly. ”

Cheng Changmu felt that this lowly archer suit was very uncomfortable on his body, and he kept twisting his fat body.

"What Ruochen does, you just follow, so much nonsense." Yin Feng actually had a lot of resentment in his heart, and glared at Cheng Changmu unceremoniously.

"This competition may seem difficult to understand, but it is actually very simple. I want to see how we are in different positions, how we do things, and how we are evaluated. And it is the ordinary people of Dayu Town who determine the winner. So, you two have to give me a little bit of rules, and don't make any mistakes. ”

Jun Ruochen was neatly dressed, with a gentle and polite smile on his face, and went from house to house.

"Alas" Boss Hu sighed while cleaning in the steamed cake shop: "Young master, do you say that the God of Wealth Wang Yuanbao has a problem with his brain, let you open a steamed cake shop here, and end it for ten days, what can you do, is it possible to make a fortune by relying on this?" ”

"Where are you talking so much, hurry up and clean up the shop. Come back from shopping on Saturday, and early tomorrow morning, you will sell steamed cakes to me with peace of mind. ”

He leaned back on the seat, put his feet on the counter, squinted his eyes slightly, and reprimanded Boss Hu.

However, in Dayu Town, where 100 households are in 100 households, the flow of people has suddenly become much more than in the past, and most of them are still the children of powerful people who are dressed in extraordinary clothes and call friends to watch the flowers.

Jun Ruochen put on a straight face, took Cheng Changmu and Yin Feng, and stopped several conflicts between the children of powerful people who came to see the excitement and the local residents. It is impartial and fair, and has won the praise and gratitude of many neighbors.

Seeing the corner of the wall between the flowers, some people casually solved the internal problem. Jun Ruochen shook his head and sighed, these situations were beyond the scope of his management.

I saw a middle-aged woman with slippery steps accidentally stepped on a pile of horse manure and fell down.

Jun Ruochen walked forward quickly and helped the woman who couldn't stand up for a while. Seeing that her face was pale and her body trembled slightly, it was obviously caused by hunger.

The woman endured the pain, rubbed the place where she fell, glanced at Jun Ruochen gratefully, and took a step back with a wincing. glanced at the horse manure stained on his clothes, his face was miserable, he saluted Jun Ruochen, and left in a hurry.

"Go and inquire about the situation in this woman's house, and if you know the details, come back and tell me." Jun Ruochen looked at the direction of the woman's departure, as if saying something to the air.

The mood was a little heavy, and with Cheng Changmu and Yin Feng, Jun Ruochen turned around the corner.

"Steamed cakes, delicious and inexpensive steamed cakes. Three out of ten coppers, one for three coppers. Fresh and delicious steamed cakes! ”

In front of the small steamed cake shop, the steaming drawer is steaming white, exuding bursts of tempting fragrance. Boss Hu was wearing a sweat towel on his head and a snow-white rag on his shoulder, and he was shouting hard.

Steamed cakes are generally 3 and a half coppers, and the steamed cakes of this steamed cake shop are not expensive. It's just that this guy actually sold steamed cakes, which made Jun Ruochen a little unpredictable.

A rough man dropped three coppers in front of the steamed cake shop in the basket containing money. Pick up a steamed cake, blow a few breaths, and eat it in a few large bites. After a while, I always feel a little unfinished.

"Hey! Although your steamed cake shop is inconspicuous, the steamed cakes you make are delicious, and it has aroused the appetite of labor and management. Here are twenty copper coins, and six more for labor! ”

The rough man's voice was like a bell, and almost everyone nearby heard his shout.

"Okay!" Boss Hu wrapped up six popular steamed cakes and handed them to the rough man.

"Wait!" A young man of twelve or thirteen years old, dressed as a scholar, shouted and rushed over quickly.

Boss Hu and the rough man stared at the young man in front of him in a daze at the same time with round eyes.

"Young man who is studying, are you hungry and want steamed cakes bought by labor and management? It doesn't matter, for the sake of you as a scholar, labor and management will send you two. The rough man grinned widely.

"It's not that I'm hungry and want to eat your steamed cakes, but I can't bear to let you be deceived by this steamed cake seller. You do the math, one for three coppers for steamed cakes, three for ten coppers, and you bought six for twenty yuan, isn't it a whole loss of two coppers? ”

The young man flicked his sleeves and looked at the stupid Boss Hu proudly.

The rough man touched his head and looked at the young scholar with an ignorant expression: "Why did I lose two coppers, I still don't understand." ”

The young man also replied, took out twenty copper coins from Boss Hu's copper basket, and handed back six steamed cakes to Boss Hu.

"Shopkeeper, let's have a steamed cake." The boy took out three copper coins and threw them into the basket.

Boss Hu touched the back of his head and handed over a steamed cake.

After six times in a row, the young man gave six steamed cakes and the two extra coppers to the dazed rough man, and turned his head to look at Boss Hu.

"Shopkeeper, your steamed cake is indeed delicious and cheap, but you are shouting at the wrong one. It should be three and a half coppers and three out of ten. ”

Boss Hu seemed to think carefully for a long time, and then shook his head resolutely: "No! This shouting is handed down from my ancestors, to earn some hard-earned money, but not to blacken my conscience. ”

Behind the young man, a smart child about seven or eight years old suddenly came out, and laughed insolently: "Come and see, the owner of this steamed cake shop is a fool." Three coppers for one steamed cake, ten coppers for three steamed cakes. ”

Jun Ruochen and the three of them watched the excitement nearby for a long time, and Cheng Changmu opened his mouth in surprise: "Those two young men are clearly the two disciples who have entered the room, Bai Liangqi and Zheng Hui." The rough man is clearly the most popular ranger gang in Chang'an, Hu Xiaoyun, the young leader of the Qingyun Club. I heard that he has a lot to do with Lu Li, and it is his senior brother. What are they doing such a drama together? ”

Seeing that in front of the steamed cake shop, there were more and more onlookers, and everyone was vying to spend 9 copper to buy three steamed cakes and play tricks on the stupid shopkeeper. Jun Ruochen smiled knowingly.

"They're playing a show of who is a fool, but even if your cake shop is famous, business is booming. But in just ten days, how much copper money can you earn by relying on this small steamed cake shop, and what great things can you do? "Full Book - Free Full Book Reading Network