"No, no! Bah! Zhang Cheng hurriedly gave himself an ear scraper, and said with a smile: "Look at my mouth!" Little Xianggong, who are you this time? ”

"This is the time of the county exam, Yang Ming also wants to go to the Temple of Literature!" Yang Ming smiled slightly, full of confidence. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hey! The little one is here, I wish the little minister the first prize in one fell swoop! Zhang Cheng looked at Yang Ming's frame and suddenly asked, "Dare to ask if the little minister has a place to stay?" ”

When he asked, Yang Ming simply said, "Aren't you going to find an inn?" What, do you have a good place to go? ”

As a soldier at the city gate, Zhang Cheng has been mixed for so many years, and he is naturally more or less a celebrity, and of course there are a few good friends who come in and out of the county on weekdays.

Coincidentally, one of them opened the inn.

So, Zhang Cheng hurriedly said: "Coincidentally, my buddy at the entrance of Guanghua Street in front of the Confucian Temple happened to open an inn, if Xiao Xianggong has no other place to go?" ”

Zhang Cheng didn't finish speaking, in fact, he was waiting for Yang Ming to express his position, after all, whether to go or not is in Yang Ming's hands, not to mention that this favor is thrown out, and it doesn't matter what the result is.

Hearing him say this, Yang Ming thought in his heart, it happened that his family was in the county and had no relatives, if Zhang Cheng introduced it, he would naturally have a lot less trouble, and immediately said: "Since this is the case, it will trouble you!" ”

Zhang Cheng didn't say a word, explained a few words to the brother next to him, and then led Yang Ming and his son to Guanghua Street.

Guanghua Street is actually not far, turn a few corners and walk a few steps to arrive.

Not far from the entrance of the street, there stands an inn called Hongfu Inn.

The inn is a two-story wooden rivet structure building, below is the lobby, now the official noon time to come and go of the guests naturally a lot, a neatly dressed little two with a white towel on the shoulder, as soon as a few people walked, they greeted warmly.

"This guest officer, do you want to shoot or stay in the hotel?"

"Stay in the hotel." Zhang Cheng said to Xiao Er: "Why don't you go and call your shopkeeper?" ”

The shopkeeper he said was the owner of the inn, and the inn was not a big deal to invite more people.

"Okay, how many of you are please!" Xiao Er stretched out his hand and bent down to lead a few people into the store, arranged for them to sit down at an empty table, and hurriedly ran to the inner hall to ask the shopkeeper.

"Yo! Brother Zhang, why aren't we worth it today? I heard that your city gate guards have developed recently? ”

After a while, the shopkeeper came over, a middle-aged man in his forties, with a slightly bulging belly and a red face, it seemed that his little life was good.

"On duty!" Zhang Cheng said with a smile: "Speaking of making a fortune, thank you to this little minister!" ”

He took a half step back and introduced to the shopkeeper: "Yang Ming, Yang Xiaoxianggong!" It was he who came up with that idea, and now the brothers have the current door, isn't this going to be tried by the county? I led him to the county exam, you have to take care of it! ”

"This is natural!" The shopkeeper hurriedly bowed to Yang Ming's father and son, and then said to Zhang Cheng: "It just so happens that I still have an upper room here, if the little minister doesn't give up, just rest!" ”

The so-called upper room is actually a relatively quiet attic, on the second floor of the backyard.

When I opened the door, the room was quite well furnished and very clean.

"How? Not bad! ”

Yang Ming nodded, this room is really good, but such a room is not cheap!

Just as Yang Ming was about to speak, Zhang Cheng on the side spoke, only to see him smile and take out a piece of silver weighing one or two from his arms, hand it over, and said, "Okay!" Then please brother! Then let's stay for a month, do you think this little bit of money is enough? ”

The shopkeeper took a look in a blink of an eye, and when he saw Zhang Cheng handing over the silver, he immediately accepted it, and regardless of Yang Ming's father, he hurriedly took out the silver and said, "Enough!" Enough is enough! Don't worry, brother, I will definitely let people serve you well! ”

Another favor owed!

Yang Ming did not refuse.

The reason why Zhang Cheng is so attentive is definitely not just because he has a way to make money, there is no love for no reason in this world, and naturally there is no hate for no reason! Since someone pleases him and doesn't mind accepting other people's friendships, people living in this world are actually living in a network of relationships, which are needed by three religions and nine streams, peddlers and pawns.

Dad is an honest man, he can still say a few words at home, and when he gets outside, he is like a brother's stuffy gourd, and after explaining Yang Ming's food and clothing, he hurried home.

Looking at his distant figure, Yang Ming couldn't help but think of Zhu Ziqing's "Back" in the later generations, the old elder who was both father and two different shadows were pulled in Yang Ming's eyes.

didn't eat a meal, didn't go shopping, came in a hurry, hurried away, only the love in his eyes.

With Zhang Cheng's care, both the shopkeeper and Xiao Er were very enthusiastic, delivering food and hot water, and Yang Ming also slowly recovered from the half-day injury.

He needs to be more focused on the first challenge of his life!

Eyes open and closed, another day!

Meimei slept in a particularly good spirit, Yang Ming decided to walk around after a little washing, firstly, to familiarize himself with the location of the examination room, and secondly, to appreciate the style of the county.

Hongcheng has been known as poetry and books since ancient times, and Chen Ziang, a talented son of the Tang Dynasty, was born in Si, and there is a reading platform for future generations to admire.

The reading platform is far from the county seat, and it takes a lot of effort to come and go, although Yang Ming yearns for it, the scoundrel still has to prepare for the exam, so he naturally can't travel around.

Walk on the bluestone street and go all the way.

In the early morning, the county town looks alive in the morning sun, and the shouting of hawkers, the ruffle of women and the jubilation of children make this ancient city seem vibrant.

"Xiao Langjun, is it difficult to carry a book or a reader?"

When the woman who bought vegetables saw that Yang Ming's half-pulled child was still wearing a long shirt, it was very rare to walk on the street on weekdays, and when she saw his handsome appearance, she couldn't help but want to tease him and said, "Don't you want to take the Xiucai test?" ”

"There, there!" Yang Ming looked back, and it turned out that several young women in their twenties and fours were looking at him with baskets, so he hurriedly replied: "Xiao Sheng, take a look, take a look!" ”

"Oh? Just take a look? I don't think so, isn't Xiao Langjun looking at that little lady? Giggles! One of the older girls laughed and the other young women trembled with laughter.

"Don't look at indecent things, don't listen to indecent people! Say goodbye to Xiaosheng! Don't over! ”

Nima! I was actually transferred. It's a play!

Yang Ming was depressed for a while, hurriedly copied a road, and fled in a hurry, which attracted a burst of laughter.

Turning the Confucian Temple is the front street, only separated from the county government by a narrow alley, because of the proximity, so a lot of soap is on the value of the shop to eat something at will in this store, is gradually driven by a lot of people, compared to other places more lively three points.

There are a lot of people doing food and drink on this street, and from a distance, there is a lot of steaming, and the thick mist is painted on both sides of the street.

PS: The second update is sent! It's the weekend, so everyone has to go to work tomorrow!