On the day off, Liu Yong got up early in the morning, and before he had breakfast, he lied to his parents, saying that there was a famous Confucian in the left side of the Guozijian who had started a class, and he wanted to go with Yang Zhang and a few other partners in the morning to see the world. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Liu Qingzhi was very happy to hear this, and stuffed a lot of money into Liu Yong's small purse, asking him to buy some food on the way, don't be hungry.

When I left the house, I turned into the main road from the alley, and when I looked up, it was the tall Suzaku Gate. The third watch of the Zhouqiao Night Market outside the Suzaku Gate has just rested, and the morning market has opened, with white smoke rising from the shops, and the shouts of the guest officials and the junior two are endless.

Liu Yong found a stall and sat down, and before he could order food, he saw Yang Zhang, who was looking around at the intersection not far away, and hurriedly waved his hand.

"Yang Zhang, here!"

I saw that Yang Zhang was holding two sugar men in his hands, and his mouth was still revealing a small half of the ice and snow cold yuanzi that he hadn't swallowed, and when he saw Liu Yong waving to him again, he ran over with his fart, and the fat on his face kept shaking with running.

"Well, I'll give you a candy man."

Coming to Liu Yong, Yang Zhang finally swallowed the ice and snow cold yuanzi in his mouth completely, and then handed a sugar man to Liu Yong. Liu Yong was not polite, he directly filled it into his mouth and took a bite.

"Xiao Er, come to two steamed buns, ask for mutton stuffing and soup. Two more bowls of almond tea with more rock sugar. ”

Liu Yong chewed the candy man, remembered that he hadn't eaten breakfast yet, sat on the stool and turned around and shouted at the busy shopkeeper.

"Okay! Wait, little guest officer. ”

Xiao Er held a bowl of salt and soy soup, quickly glanced at Liu Yong, who was sitting on the side, and sang loudly.

"My dad just bought Sugar Man and Leng Yuanzi for the breakfast money I gave, and I don't know what to buy when I go to play later, so I have to keep the money for lunch."

Yang Zhang touched his small purse, shook it twice, and said with some dissatisfaction.

"It's okay, I told my father that there is a Confucian altar over there in Guozijian to give a lecture, and we are going to listen to the lecture. As soon as my father was happy, he gave me a lot of money, or the official family's number, seventy-seven dollars. ”

As he spoke, Liu Yong took out his purse from the pocket in his arms, opened it upside down against the table, and fell out seventeen or eighteen copper coins of different sizes.

"It's all Chongning Tongbao, when ten and small flat money, they are all new money that has only been minted for a few years."

Since the beginning of the Five Dynasties, the coins circulating in the market have always been said to be "provincial". The so-called Mo means hundred. And the province is to use less than 100 dollars as a hundred to calculate.

Ouyang Xiu's "Returning to the Field" recorded: "The method of using money, since the fifth generation, has been seventy-seven for hundred, which is called the province. Today's market trading is deducted from the fifth, which is called the reliever. Shen Kuo's "Mengxi Writings" also explains: "Today's counting money, a hundred dollars are called strangers, borrowing Mo words to use it, in fact, it is only a hundred words, such as even and Wu Er." Tang Zihuang Fu Gong is the method of advancing money, to the end of Zhaozong, it is set as eighty as Mo. During the reign of Emperor Yin of the Han Dynasty, the three divisions made Wang Zhang reduce three coins for every official money, and took seventy-seven as a stranger, and still used eighty to lose the official. So far, there are eighty strangers who have lost official money. ”

"Your father went to Kansai to make a fortune? Giving you so much pocket money? ”

Yang Zhang asked in surprise.

"Of course, you have to call me Liu Dongjia in the future!"

Liu Yong stuffed the Chongning Tongbao on the table into his purse one by one, then fastened the buttons and put them back in his arms.

"Is the transcription finished?"

"I finished writing, copied it all night, and I was exhausted. No, here you go. ”

Yang Zhang took out a neat stack of paper from the pocket in his arms and handed it to Liu Yong, paused and continued.

"I think it's a mistake for your father to send you to study, and it's a waste of that money."

"My dad wants me to be admitted to the Jinshi, isn't this nonsense? He didn't get into the exam himself and still want to count on me? The Lao Liu family has not studied for five generations, and there is no such rich life at all. I, I think very simply, after two years of failing the exam a few times, my father and mother are dead, so they will find a shop to open a restaurant, and when the time comes, they can eat whatever they want, and make money, how good. Liu Yong took out a hand towel from his pocket and wiped his hands, then took the homework handed over by Yang Zhang and said.

"Why is it so ugly?" Liu Yong asked with a frown.

"Isn't it the ugly point you said you were going to write? In this way, the words that are similar to you will not be discovered by Meng Banxian. ”

"Well, okay."

Liu Yong stared at the untidy words on the paper for a long time, and found that it was a little better than what he wrote, and then folded it and stuffed it into the pocket of his sleeve.

At this time, Xiao Er sent the soup dumplings, and at the same time there were two small cyan delicate plates with colored lotus flowers printed in the glaze, Liu Yong took one, picked up a porcelain jar with aged vinegar on the table, and put some squeezed dogwoods into it, picked up a soup dumpling and bit it open, put it in the dish and dipped it, and ate it carefully.

"This bun is not much worse than the Zhangjiapu on Baokangmen Street, and it is cheaper, I wanted to come to eat a few days ago, but my father is not at home, and my mother refuses to give me pocket money."

Liu Yong didn't care about the hot soup in the bun, and muttered to Yang Zhang with a big tongue.

"You're bold, if you let your father know what you think, you'll have to beat you up."

Yang Zhang also picked up a hot bun and ate it, and then continued the topic just now.

"So what? I have a headache when I look at that article, I want to sleep, how can I take the test? Is this called sensible understanding? Liu Yong said casually.

Yang Zhang was about to continue, when he suddenly saw a very beautifully decorated carriage driving by the side of the road, and the horses pulling the carriage in front were not ordinary, and there were several Yuan on both sides of the horse, so he spoke.

"Look, that carriage is so beautiful."

"It's not just the carriage that's beautiful, but the little girl sitting in it is also beautiful."

Liu Yong turned his head to look, just as the car window was lifted, a little girl with pink carving poked her head out, which made people feel very cute from a distance.

"Look at the guard of honor, which prince's daughter should be." Yang Zhang looked at it and said.

"The number of Yuan Sui is not enough, it should only be a county king. But the king of the county is also a king. Liu Yong said softly: "It would be better if I could take a clan girl as my mother-in-law." “

"Poof! How old are you? Just remember that my mother-in-law is here? Returning the daughter? As long as your father still wants you to take the test for fame, he will definitely not agree. Yang Zhang scoffed.

"I'm thirteen years old, why can't I think about it? The eldest man of the Xie family next door to my house, the fifteen-year-old baby is playing soy sauce. Besides, I didn't even want to get into the Jinshi exam. Liu Yong argued unconvinced.

The Emperor Song learned the lessons of the previous dynasty and was extremely strict with the management of the clan, and if any official and the clan became intimate, they might not only not get help, but might also be excluded and suppressed. Therefore, the new scholars over the years have avoided the daughters of the sect.

After a while, the two swept the buns clean, and Liu Yong drank half a bowl of almond tea in one gulp, pretended to exhale, and shouted

"Little two checkout!"

"It's coming, it's coming!

This little guest officer, a total of fifteen dollars. ”

Xiao Er put the white cloth on his shoulder, trotted all the way, and deftly got through the narrow gap between the two tables of guests, squinting at Liu Yong.

Liu Yong counted out fifteen coins from his purse and handed it to Xiao Er, the smile on Xiao Er's face was even brighter, he bowed shallowly, and then raised himself and stood upright, and sang to the shopkeeper behind him without turning around

"Promise fifteen dollars!"

"What are you taking me to the country? You're not going to tell me that the great Keju tournament is in the Kuniko Prison. ”

Liu Yong walked out of the bun shop, led Yang Zhang from the main road, walked south along the royal street, bought two bowls of facial wash from the old woman who had not yet confiscated the stall in Longjinqiao, and washed away the oil stains on the corners of his mouth.

After Maiji Lane, Liu Yong continued to walk south along the royal street, and Yang Zhang stopped him.

"You won't really take me to Guozijian to listen to some famous Confucian's lectures, right?"

"How so?"

"What about Taixue?"

"What are you kidding? Am I the kind of person who studies so hard! ”

"Then what are you bringing me here for?"

Yujie crossed the Longjin Bridge, walked a few steps is the intersection, the west is the West Street, the east is Maiji Lane. Continue to the south, past the Wucheng Wang Temple where Jiang Ziya is worshipped, and it is another intersection, to the west is Wuxue Lane, to the east is Hengjie. Taixue and Guozijian are located on the horizontal street from west to east.

Therefore, Yang Zhang looked at Liu Yong suspiciously and asked.

"Who said that there is no fun near Taixue and Guozijian? Who is the best person in the whole of Tokyo? Learn too much! Who earns the best money? It's still too much to learn! At the end of last month, I went to my grandfather's restaurant to listen to a few students.

The day before yesterday, I finally seized the opportunity and wanted to sneak over to take a look, but who knew that I was caught by Meng Banxian, and now my hand still hurts - it's really unlucky. ”

Liu Yong pulled Yang Zhang, who was still suspicious, to trot all the way south, turned left into Hengjie after Wucheng Wang Temple, passed the gate of Taixue, and drilled into a small alley at an intersection in the south.

...... (To be continued)