After sunset, the chill intensified. Cold, this winter is bound to be cold. The charcoal seller sat by the stove, and the so-called pine charcoal, which was thrown casually in the stove. The small copper kettle on top was whining hot. There were three old men sitting around, squinting their eyes, not knowing if they were asleep.

"Brother, find a few of us to come back, what's the matter?" The old man with the torn yarkeke had his hands in his sleeves, as if enjoying the warmth of the stove, and one foot was shaking.

"Look, this was handed to me by a young man in Chen'er. It means to get me back out of the woods. The charcoal seller took out the piece of paper from his bosom and handed it to the old man beside him.

"Yang Fan? How is this name so familiar. The old man sitting on the inside was covered with spots, his loose skin was wrinkled, and his voice seemed to be a little weak. The charcoal seller replied: "It's that Ling Hebo." The one who won two battles in Linghe City this time. Does Mr. Su have any high opinions? ”

The old man named Mr. Su looked at the fire, a little distracted, as if he was talking to himself. "Is it a master disciple of the fortune operator? At that time, the old patriarch should make an appointment with Taizu and Wen Chenggong, and calculated a hexagram for the Ming Dynasty. Rise in the southeast, die in the northwest. The eastward advance of the Jiannu army in the Northeast was originally a general of Yuxia, but it was solved. If today's disaster is gradually rising, chaos is rising in the northwest again, which is just in line with this disaster. ”

"What Mr. Su means...... Will the Ming Dynasty die? The hunchbacked old man, who had been silent, asked.

The old man on the recliner shook his head and said, "How can heaven predict everything." I've tried my best, but I'm just a glimpse of the leopard in the tube. But the words of the old ancestor before his death have always been a secret of my Mai faction. Continue the dragon yellow robe, sail all over the world"

"Continue the dragon's yellow robe, sail all over the world......" the old man in the yarmulme muttered to himself, "Is there really such a thing as a catastrophe?" Sailing all over the world, is this person the savior of the Ming Dynasty? That's too mysterious, isn't it? ”

The charcoal seller picked up the copper kettle, poured some tea leaves into the four cups, made tea, and said: "Whether it is the savior of the Ming Dynasty or not, this time he invited a few of us to go out of the mountain to open a shop, what do you think?" ”

"Let's wait until tomorrow to see the people before we make up our minds. I saw Gu Yizhou wrong at the beginning, so it would come to this point. Nowadays, the times are difficult, and it can be said that half of the sins are caused by a few of us indulgences. Now that someone wants to make a fuss, if the character is really credible, a few of our old bones might as well accompany them once. ”

The old man in the innermost part pinched the knuckles of his fingers and muttered, "Mai should have a mantle, too." ”

"Mr. Su is going to ......"

The sound in the room faded out, except for the crackling sound in the middle of the stove.

……

The night is a little difficult to settle down. The rustle of fallen leaves, the white cat meowed out of the old shop. Wang Su'er squatted on the ground, picked up the white cat who had always liked to stay in the old shop and bask in the sun, and coaxed: "Xiaobai, what's wrong?" Ran out so late. ”

"Hmph, the old man knows. Gentle Township, Hero's Tomb, look at it, this day has passed. Alas! Outside the old shop, two figures suddenly appeared, which frightened the little white meow and ran back to the old shop. Wang Xue'er saw Sun Chengzong, the big beard, as if she saw the king of Hades, her face turned pale, and she ran directly inside.

Zu Dashou smiled: "Young people, who hasn't been young." Several of the younger members of the family got married. ”

"Old Sun, Old Ancestor? What, what's the point of coming here? Yang Fan had just finished washing the dishes and was sweeping the floor. Sun Chengzong looked at Yang Fan's virtue and scolded: "Look at you, what are you doing?" Big husband beware of the world, where are your original ambitions? What about the righteous words in the court? ”

"If you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world? What's more, if you don't get swept to the end, you'll be left with that tattered clothes. "That bullfighting red robe was actually jokingly called a torn robe by Yang Fan, if Zhu Youzhen heard it, he would probably be so angry that he would smoke.

"It's not your own fault. It has long been said that you should not step on a tightrope, and it is a matter of time before you turn your heels. ”

Zu Dashou looked at the two people who were full of gunpowder, and hurriedly interrupted: "You just let the two of us stand here and fight the autumn wind?" After speaking, regardless of whether Yang Fan agreed or not, he walked inside with Sun Chengzong.

Here comes the leadership again......

Zu Dashou said: "What are you doing in this shop?" What is the use of this kind of location? Of course, he didn't question Yang Fan's ability, he just wanted to find out how much money he could earn back with the money he invested. Yang Fan poured tea for these two superb leaders, thinking about the dignified Lord Linghe, who had fallen to the point of serving tea and water to people, it was really sad.

"What's the use, just look at it." Yang Fan sat down, poured a cup of tea, and drank it to himself. Sun Chengzong threw a book directly on the table and drank tea without saying a word. Yang Fan glanced at Zu Dashou, then picked it up and looked at it. It is the household registration of the original thirteen brothers who are still alive.

"You have to thank Sun Shangshu for this. Without him, this thing may not have come down in the Year of the Monkey. Zu Dashou helped, "By the way, this is yours." See for yourself if there is a bad cuò. ”

"People from Yangzhou? Have the people of the household department found my ancestral home? Yang Fan looked at his household registration and asked.

"Why, just put it on. With this, you can go on a career path. That's all for now. Now that the autumn season has passed, the saint said that if you have the ability, you can participate in the spring festival next year. How is it? ”

Yang Fan shook his head, feeling bad.

Sun Chengzong slapped the table angrily and shouted, "Are you going to guard that woman in this broken house for the rest of your life?" He was angry with Yang Fan, and he was so angry in his heart.

"The Four Books and the Five Classics have not been taught, how can I take the exam?"

Burst......

"And what did your teacher teach you?"

Yang Fan thought for a while and said, "Astronomy and geography, arithmetic history, almost these." Sun Chengzong stood up, shook his head and walked out of the old shop, and muttered: "It's not helped, it's not saved......"

When Sun Chengzong walked away, Zu Dashou whispered in his ear: "Read some books, and the examiners of this year's Spring Festival will do something good for you." Also, the Holy One said, when to make that musket, when to let you go back to the Thirteen Stations. Tomorrow, a group of craftsmen will go to the shop on the side. After speaking, he patted Yang Fan's shoulder and said, "This is a secret decree, even Sun Shangshu doesn't know it." ”

Let's talk, pick up those few household registers, take out a few books of the Four Books and Five Classics from my chest, and persuade: "Read some books!" ”

After the two old living treasures left, Yang Fan looked at the four books and five classics that made him sick, and he was directly stuffed into the furnace, and scolded: "Read your sister's book!" ”