After going out of the Ministry of Rites, Zhang Hua is now walking on the street, and it is now past noon, and the hottest time of the day is about to be brought soon. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There are not many pedestrians on the market, occasionally see a few, they are also in a hurry, Zhang Hua looked at them passing by, and at the same time, after the direction of the Ministry of Rites, Zhang Hua shook his head silently.

"I went to the Ministry of Rites so late, I guess it won't be their turn when it's dark."

The Ministry of Rites is in the southernmost part of Kyoto, but the place where Zhang Hua lives is in the north, one south and one north, and the distance during this period is coupled with such weather, which also makes Zhang Hua sweat and miserable now.

Touching his chest, the green willow gave him a few taels of silver to make himself emergency, Zhang Hua roughly calculated, and was about to enter the restaurant on the side.

Before entering the restaurant, Zhang Hua subconsciously looked around, and after seeing a corner in the distance, he suddenly stopped.

In the distance, a man in a green shirt set up a small stall, the man sat aside, and now he was looking down and didn't know what to do, although he couldn't see his specific face clearly, but Zhang Hua had a familiar feeling in his heart.

Zhang Hua did not enter the restaurant, but walked towards the man in the green shirt, and after seeing the four words paid mention written in front of the stall, Zhang Hua knew who this person was.

Coming to the man in green shirt who bowed his head, Zhang Hua realized that he was now reading a book with a very serious expression, and when the man in green shirt felt that there was a shadow in front of him, he also immediately raised his head and said without thinking: "This brother." Can you mention the word, five texts at a time... Ah, it's Brother Zhang. ”

"Brother Meng has been gone for a long time."

This person is the one who is upright and has always refused to surrender his integrity.

Meng Wuchang looked at it separately from Zhang Hua that day, and now his figure is still thin, but his face is much better than then.

But if you look closely, the flush that appears on your cheeks is not a healthy red, but a sunburn. His lips were a little dry, and now Meng Wuchang's appearance was as embarrassed as he was.

"Once Wuwen, Brother Meng is not worth twice the price that rose in Qixia Town that day."

Zhang Hua said with a smile, and Meng Wuchang shook his head helplessly after hearing this: "Brother Zhang, don't laugh at it, by the way, where did you come from?" ”

"I just got my identity verified from the Ministry of Rites." Zhang Hua said, Meng Wuchang was surprised when he heard it, and asked, "Brother Zhang only went today?" But I was not in a hurry at all, unlike the next one, I was in a hurry at the beginning of the first day, and I went to line up overnight. ”

"I'm anxious but I'm also anxious, but I've always been lazy, especially indifferent to waiting in line, if it weren't for the green willow kept urging, I'm afraid I would have gone on the last day."

"Brother Zhang...... You don't have to be so humble, the word lazy can also be understood as being confident, compared with Brother Zhang, Meng is really not worth mentioning. ”

The two chatted sentence by sentence, asking each other about each other's situation, and then, Zhang Hua also asked the question he cared about the most: "Brother Meng, where do you settle down now?" ”

After Meng Wuchang heard Zhang Hua ask about this, he didn't panic, on the contrary, he said very calmly: "There is a temple half a mile away from the east of the city, and I will settle there." ”

"A temple outside the east of the city? Would the monks inside be willing to let you stay? Zhang Hua continued, Meng Wuchang responded with a little bitter smile: "At first, I was unwilling, but the monks were compassionate, and if I was a scholar and slept outside, the monks didn't care, and it is estimated that the Buddha would reprimand those monks in a dream."

In the end, after discussion, the monks offered me a bed, and in return, I also had to help with such trivial tasks as lighting the fire and chopping wood. ”

"What about eating?"

"Of course, it's in the temple, but the monks don't touch meat, and it's vegetarian every day.

Meng Wuchang said with a smile, and after Zhang Hua heard about it, he also let out a long breath.

What Zhang Hua is most afraid of is a person like Meng Wuchang who can't pull down his face, pretending to be okay on the surface, but in secret, he gritted his teeth and supported everything.

Meng Wuchang and himself are not close friends, but Zhang Hua admires him and him.

In addition to the stubborn and paranoid character that was poisoned by feudalism, purely from the perspective of friends, Meng Wuchang was more than enough.

And since Zhang Hua regards Meng Wuchang as a friend, it is natural for him to care.

"Brother Meng, can you have lunch now?" Zhang Hua asked, a flash of brilliance flashed in Meng Wuchang's eyes, but it also quickly dissipated: "I have already eaten, thank you Brother Zhang for your concern." ”

Zhang Hua nodded without moving, then looked up at the stove hanging high above, and he opened his mouth to suggest: "Brother Meng, you haven't seen you for many days, why don't you change places and talk for a while?" ”

Zhang Hua proposed, but Meng Wuchang showed hesitation on his face, but Zhang Hua was kind to him before, and not only once, but it was definitely not possible to shirk at this moment, and after thinking about it again, Meng Wuchang also nodded and said: "Everything depends on Brother Zhang's wishes." ”

As he spoke, Meng Wuchang began to clean up his small stall, but except for the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, which were his own things, Meng Wuchang borrowed everything from the store.

After returning them one by one, Zhang Hua and Meng Wuchang also walked into a small restaurant not far away.

Then the two of them also chatted from all over the world, Zhang Hua did not eat lunch, after the meal was served, he immediately moved his chopsticks, during which he saw the different color in Meng Wuchang's eyes five times, and there were doubts in his heart.

"If Brother Meng is not full, even if he can use chopsticks, you and I don't have to be so restrained.

Zhang Hua said, Meng Wuchang smiled, and then also picked up chopsticks and ate some.

He ate very carefully, chewing each bite dozens of times before he was willing to swallow it, but even so, Meng Wuchang didn't eat much in total.

Half an hour later, the two ended this small talk, and there was not much food left on the dinner table, and after settling the meal money, the two immediately separated.

But Zhang Hua didn't go back, after turning the corner into another market, he turned back again, and after seeing Meng Wuchang's back in the distance, Zhang Hua cautiously followed.

It's not that Zhang Hua has any bad intentions towards Meng Wuchang, he just wants to know if Meng Wuchang is the same as he said.

After separating from Zhang Hua, Meng Wuchang did not know that there was someone behind him.

At this time, seeing that the weather was not very hot, and there were more pedestrians in the market, Meng Wuchang returned to his position just now.

With a smile on his face, he borrowed the thing he had just returned from the store again, and began to paste the paper that had been paid for the word again. Meng Wuchang also watched quietly at the pedestrians passing by in the market in front of him.

Pedestrians walked past him one after another, but a few pedestrians were a little interested in the paid sense of words, but after asking the price, they didn't say anything and drifted away.

Knowing and writing is a difficult thing for some poor families.

However, for ordinary families, it is not a great burden to send their children to school in Kyoto, the capital of Nanqing, where private schools and public schools are located.

Since they know how to read, then Meng Wuchang's paid mention of words, there is no attraction to them, although Meng Wuchang's words are written with a delicate spirit, but in how to show off, its essence is still the words he knows, there is still no change.

And those who have not read and are literate are a little interested in this, but the price of five cents discourages them and leaves with their heads shaken.

For a whole afternoon, when the sun was about to set, Meng Wuchang only earned ten yuan, carefully put away the ten yuan, and after returning the items, Meng Wuchang also went out of the city to the east of the city.

Zhang Hua immediately followed out of the city, but after leaving the city, after walking more and more into a wilderness and mountain scenery, his heart slowly fell to a low point.

Half a mile east of the city, there is indeed a temple, but there are no monks in it, because the temple in Meng Wuchang's mouth is actually just a broken temple

Even the plaque and the Buddha statue inside have disappeared.

When Meng Wuchang returned, he put down the basket behind his back, and then walked to the backyard, and soon after, he also walked back with a bucket full of well water.

Take out a cloth bag from under the original Buddha statue, which is full of some hard steamed buns, bite into it, if some people with bad teeth and mouth, maybe they will be sore by it.

But Meng Wuchang didn't mind, scooped up the well water with a horse spoon that was only half broken, and dipped the hard steamed buns, and then he hurriedly swallowed them, and he didn't even chew them.

After eating two in a row, the cloth bag was already empty, and after lifting it with his hand, Zhang Hua could see that the cloth bag inside was not sagging much.

Carefully put it back in its original position, Meng Wuchang drank a few more mouthfuls of well water, touched his stomach supported by the well water, he also came to the dusty steps, sat down and immediately flipped the book. Reviewing his homework.

The expression was very serious, and at the same time, he didn't know what to read, after Zhang Hua saw this scene, he frowned, and sighed heavily in his heart.

When Zhang Hua went out of the city and saw the desolation around him, he already knew in his heart that what Meng Wuchang had told him before was a lie.

During the period, when Meng Wuchang was eating hard Bangbang steamed buns, Zhang Hua wanted to rush there several times, but in the end his reason made him stop.

Because Zhang Hua wants to see Meng Wuchang, who has no dignity in his heart when his lies are exposed. For Meng Wuchang, dignity is the last thing he has, and the only thing to be proud of.

If even it is lost, Zhang Hua can't imagine what Meng Wuchang will become.

At this moment, the afterglow of the evening makes this dilapidated temple lose a sense of depression and dilapidation, and it is resplendent and splendid, as if it has returned to the old time.

And Meng Wuchang on the steps was no longer embarrassed, on the contrary, the golden light was there, and he had a sense of dignity

"Meng Wuchang, I hope you will live up to your youth from now on in the title of the gold list of the imperial examination"