Sure enough, the trick of being a monk was very effective, and Wen Tingyun didn't continue to ask after hearing it. Of course, there is nothing to ask about this situation, so it is difficult to ask who the master of the other family is, and what scriptures have been taught to you.

Obviously, that's the end of the question, let's talk about something else.

"Zhang Wei? Well---, good name, mighty and handsome, with aura and personality, this name is good! I don't think you're very old, so how about calling you a good brother? ”

The title of virtuous brother is good, and it is the title of a cultural person when you hear it, which is much better than calling each other "buddy" or "buddy" in real society.

Zhang Wei nodded and acknowledged.

Wen Tingyun took a sip of wine and continued, "In that case, what are Brother Zhang's plans in the future?" ”

Intend? What a distant thing!

"Hey---, don't hide it from Brother Wen, at this time I can say that I have no father and mother, no support, I originally wanted to leave the temple and come to Chang'an to find a job to settle down, and then make bigger plans in the future, who knows that although this Chang'an City is big, there is no place for me Zhang! Helpless, without food or drink, I really couldn't continue to live, so I had to think about suicide. Zhang Wei deliberately pretended to be in pain and said.

If you pretend to be like a little, if you don't pretend to be like that, you will suffer, Zhang Wei has a deep understanding of this, once he pretended to be sick and didn't want to go to school, just when his parents turned around and left his room, he didn't know which tendon he was guilty of, and he actually looked up to the sky and laughed.

This is good, after a beating, Zhang Wei not only had to go to school honestly, but his parents enrolled him in eight classes in one go. Good guys, there are eight classes, in addition to all the main courses, music, art, sports, labor, etc., everything you can think of is reported.

Before leaving, his father also left a sentence: "Tell you to pretend, this is the end of pretending." ”

This semester, Zhang Wei almost went into shock.

Since then, Zhang Wei has understood a truth, that is: pretending to be incomplete will be beaten to the end; Pretending to be like a coercion is better than being the emperor.

Adhering to this principle of being a man, Zhang Wei's face was miserable, his face was bitter, and his tears rolled between his eyes as he spoke.

People are like this, Wen Tingyun was also moved, and hurriedly said: "What you said is indeed reasonable, although Chang'an is big, ordinary people can't live here for a long time." Otherwise, how could the great poet say to Mr. Lotte (Bai Juyi word Lotte) that 'Chang'an rice is expensive, and it is not easy to live for a long time'? ”

Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty was much more expensive than today's Beijing, and everyone was vying to live in Chang'an City.

"Sir's right, this Chang'an City is really not a place for people to stay, I've been hungry for several days." Zhang Wei is also a person who climbs up the pole, and since Wen Tingyun has believed his lies, he pretends to be more difficult, so as to win more sympathy.

"Don't be sad, brother Xian, if you don't give up, you can stay in my cottage first, and then go out to find an errand when you have the opportunity." He was already pitiful like this, what else could Wen Tingyun say, so he had to leave him.

According to historical records, Wen Tingyun was uninhibited, unrestrained, and indulged in alcohol and profligacy. Judging from these characteristics, Wen Tingyun should be a bold person, and under normal circumstances, a cool person is also helpful. Zhang Wei can be regarded as having met a nobleman.

After listening to Wen Tingyun's words, Zhang Wei was so happy that he didn't know what to say, so he picked up the wine bowl and said to Wen Tingyun: "Mr. is my Zhang Wei's reborn parents, Zhang Wei is grateful, and he will do it first as a respect." With that, he drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp.

cough cough cough ---

Maybe he drank too hard, Zhang Wei coughed again and again.

It was a brother just now, and in a blink of an eye, he became a reborn parent, and his generation became so fast! Fortunately, Wen Tingyun did not follow his train of thought.

"Brother Xian, drink slowly, although the degree of Shi Frozen Spring is not high, but it is full of stamina, and it hurts your body if you drink it too violently." Wen Tingyun said with concern, "In fact, it is reasonable for the virtuous brother to be reluctant to worship the Buddha, I think you are also a young man, there are many beautiful things in the world that you have not experienced, so it is also difficult for you to suffer from that kind of pure cultivation, and my brother understands you." ”

After that, Wen Tingyun picked up the wine bottle and said to Zhang Wei: "Come ---, drink one for you to get rid of the bitterness of Qing cultivation." ”

Wen Tingyun was originally a person who could have fun, and of course he could understand Zhang Wei's idea of escaping from the sea of suffering and enjoying the glory and wealth of the world.

"Zhang Wei He De, how can he meet a bosom friend like Mr., it's really a blessing for three lives!" Although Zhang Wei loves to lie and pretend to be pitiful, today Zhang Wei is sincerely grateful to Wen Tingyun for accepting himself so frankly and being able to understand his lies.

Wen Tingyun said with a smile: "Brother Xian, don't say that, in fact, I was as pitiful as you are today, if it weren't for the sincere help of my friends, I'm afraid I wouldn't be alive today." ”

"Oh--, Mr. That's how he did?" Although Zhang Wei likes Wen Tingyun's free and easy personality, he really doesn't know much about the great poet and famous lyricist in front of him, otherwise how could he study for five years in three years of high school?

"I think that after Wen Tingyun is also a famous family, the ancestor was also a person who was in the position of Zaifu, but who would have thought that I would be on this level, everything was unsatisfactory! It's a shame that people still can't achieve anything when they reach middle age! Wen Tingyun sighed.

Zhang Wei didn't know that Wen Tingyun was originally a descendant of Wen Yanbo, the prime minister of the early Tang Dynasty, but by the time Wen Tingyun arrived, he was already in the middle of the family and barely survived.

"People are middle-aged, sir this year?" Hearing Wen Tingyun mention that he was already middle-aged, Zhang Wei wanted to ask Wen Tingyun how old he was, but after thinking about it, the Tang Dynasty was probably different from modern society, and it was a little inappropriate to rashly ask people's ages?

"Forty years old." Wen Tingyun said with a long sigh of relief.

Age is a sensitive topic, whether it's ancient or modern, whether it's a man or a woman, if you don't have some achievements, people will say that you are wasting your time.

Wen Tingyun, who is in his forties, still has not achieved anything on the road to the sacred imperial examination, even if it is a small achievement?

Depression, hesitation, depression, discomfort, struggle, etc. Almost all the words that can describe frustration can be used by him at that time.

Forty years old?

Zhang Wei looked at the old man in front of him in surprise, thinking that you are in your forties, why are you still like this? In the feudal society, when only officials can have no worries about food and clothing, at least they should be mixed with an official and a half-job! If you don't glorify your ancestors, at least you won't starve yourself.

But then again, Wen Tingyun is already in his forties, and he should be from his uncle's generation, and he still calls himself a "virtuous brother" is obviously Gao Tai himself. So Zhang Wei changed the topic and said: "I think the place where Mr. lives is not bad, although it is not spacious, but at least it is worry-free and comfortable." ”

"This is all a gift from friends, and the children came to Chang'an from Bingzhou to help me." Wen Tingyun didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this kind of life under the fence and relying on people to feed her, and then smiled: "Besides, this Qinling Mountains are so tall, everything grows in them, and any melons and fruits can feed me, barely survive, and I won't starve to death." ”

"Well---, Mr. has a point." In Zhang Wei's view at this time, Wen Tingyun's life today is completely idyllic, living an unrestrained life.

Is the idyllic life on the side of the Qinling Mountains really as good as Zhang Wei imagined? Not necessarily. But one thing is certain, that is, Wen Tingyun in the Tang Dynasty is good wine, and Zhang Wei in modern times likes to club.

Although the times are different, the hobbies of the two are almost figured out.

In the summer of this year, Wen Tingyun and Zhang Wei, two unrelated people, sat together and began to drink, talking and chatting about the time that passed quickly. Before Zhang Wei could feel how long it had been, it was already late at night.