It was dusk. The autumn wind is bleak, and the slightest is like a knife. Behind the thatched house is an old tree several meters high, which is now full of yellow leaves. The yellow leaves of the trees were mercilessly cut down by the autumn wind, falling one by one, and the front of the thatched house was covered with a golden yellow.

Masahiro stood in front of the door of the thatched house. I saw a wooden sign hanging above the door, with the book: Xianyunju.

After watching it, Zhengliang thought it was very interesting, how did a Xiucai who lived in a thief's den live in the clouds?

"Withered vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, ancient roads west wind and thin horses, the sunset, broken intestines people at the end of the world", at this time from the thatched house came out of a voice, the voice seemed to be full of helplessness.

"Hey!" Immediately after a long sigh, the voice in the room continued, "It's a pleasure to have friends from afar. Boy outside the door, why don't you come in and get together? ”

Hearing this, Masashi smiled slightly, waved his hand, and motioned for Yoshida Shigemasa to be in charge of guarding outside, and he gently pushed open the wooden door and walked in.

After entering the house, I saw that the furnishings in the house were quite simple. A wooden bed, a wooden table, and that's it. On the open-air wooden platform near the side of the stream, a thin middle-aged man dressed as a showman was picking up a clay bowl and toasting to Masayo. It looks like a middle-aged man with thin clothes and shoes, but he doesn't feel cold at all in this harsh autumn breeze, and looking at his expression, he can really talk and laugh. Is it also a miracle?

Masashi was not polite, strode to the wooden platform, and sat down cross-legged as the middle-aged scribe learned.

"In Xia Luoliang, it's polite" After sitting down, Zhengliang bowed slightly to the middle-aged scribe.

"Liu Le, Macheng County, Huguang" The middle-aged scribe replied, "I don't know if the prince of Lu Dao is a literary drink or a martial drink?" After the salute, Liu Le took out a clay bowl and said to Zhengliang.

Masarashi felt that it was getting more and more interesting. An ancient literati suddenly invited a stranger to his home. And judging from the current situation, the two seem to be drinking with each other like old friends. It's a weird scene. But since the other party invited him to drink, it was not easy to refuse, anyway, there were people guarding outside, and he was not afraid of any tricks that this somewhat strange scribe would play.

"How to drink Wen, and how to drink Wu?" Masahiro smiled slightly.

"Ha Lu Ha Ha" Liu Le was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then Ha Lu Ha Da Lu laughed. didn't analyze, but enthusiastically filled a bowl of wine for Zhengliang, and finally raised his newly filled wine bowl to Zhengliang. Say, "Come." After speaking, he craned his neck and drank a bowl of wine.

"Brother Liu is arrogant". Zhengliang exclaimed, and after saying that, he also raised his neck and drank a bowl of wine. A spicy smell rushes to my throat. Yes! This is the real wine, this is shochu. Shochu unique to the Ming Kingdom (distilled liquor originated in the Yuan Dynasty. Li Shizhen, a medical scientist in the Ming Dynasty, wrote in it: "Shochu is not an ancient method, it was created since the Yuan Dynasty. The method is to use strong wine and dregs, steam to steam, use a vessel to take drip dew, and all sour wine can be steamed and burned. In recent times, it is only steamed with glutinous rice or japonica rice or millet or barley, and steamed with puwa. It is as clear as water and has a very strong taste. Cover wine dew also. Pungent, sweet, hot, and poisonous. Drinking too much hurts the stomach and gallbladder. Lose your heart and lose your life, and even die of black intestines and rotting stomach. Eat it with ginger and garlic, which makes people hemorrhoids. Salt, cold water, mung bean flour to detoxify). It's really shochu, and the taste is really not comparable to those sake in Japan. Holding back the burning heat in his heart, Zhengliang raised the clay bowl he had drunk towards Liu Le.

"Haha" Liu Le laughed again, and then muttered to himself regardless of the political conscience. "In life, it's rare to be confused. The more sober I am, the more troubled I become. ”

Oh? After hearing Liu Le's words, the political conscience said that this is a person with a story. So I didn't bother, but listened to him while drinking with him.

It turns out that Liu Le has been smart since he was a child, and he has an amazing memory, and he can often remember it. As a descendant of the Liu Han royal family, Liu Le's father saw the hope of revitalizing the family from his son, although the family was not rich, but he still smashed pots and sold iron to support Liu Le's education. …,

Liu Le is also very competitive, and after obtaining the qualification of a child, he passed the college examination in one fell swoop and obtained the status of a showman. Since then, he has been freed from the status of a commoner, and has been granted certain privileges, such as the ability to exempt one person from conscription, and the ability to kneel when he sees the county magistrate. But Liu Le's goal is to become an official. So he took the township test at a higher level. This time it was also passed in one fell swoop and became a lifter. With such results, the two elders are also very happy. However, his good fortune also ended here, and in the subsequent examination, he fell into the West Mountain and could not obtain the qualification of tribute.

Liu Le was not discouraged, and while finding a job in his hometown to write books for a living, he reviewed and prepared to continue to take the exam. It's a pity that two consecutive entries ended in failure. During this period, the two elders also left for the west. Of course, they walked away with a smile. To be able to achieve such results can be regarded as the glory of the ancestors.

In other words, Liu Le is a lifter, so he is qualified to be an official. The reason why I say that I am qualified is because this level does not guarantee that you must be an official, which is similar to today's college graduation without allocation. So how can a person become an official, it's very simple, if the person who is an official dies, you have a chance. Liu Le is also an upright person but a little sleek, but unfortunately, he met someone who was sleek and sophisticated and had a background than him, so several opportunities to be an alternate official were secretly snatched away. In addition, he lacks decisiveness in doing things, often acts as a woman, and often hesitates when it comes to making a decision (such as sending money to key personnel), which eventually leads to repeated preemptions.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Le was already in his prime, and his family road was gradually declining. That night was full of wind and rain, and he felt ashamed of his parents, and he cried bitterly in front of his parents' graves, and finally realized that these so-called official positions were just floating clouds, and since then, he resolutely gave up his career and changed his career to business. After a period of hard work, his business gradually got on the right track. And it was at this time, because of the needs of business, that he learned Japanese with his amazing memory.

On that day, I suddenly remembered my father's expectations before leaving. It turned out that Liu Le had been married to the daughter of a friend of his father's since he was a child. Now this friend has moved to Ningbo. Before his father left, he always wanted to see the birth of his grandson, but unfortunately Liu Le was obsessed with the imperial examination at that time and never considered it, and when he remembered his father's expectations that day, he couldn't help but cry. So, he decided to go to the fiancée to propose marriage in person. As a result, he was caught by this group of bandits when he passed through the foot of Taiping Mountain.

The bandit leader saw that Liu Le could write a meeting, so he spared his life, and appointed him as the storekeeper, responsible for taking care of the warehouse and registering the account books.

Since then, Liu Le, who has been under house arrest in a cottage, has lived this kind of life of freedom but no freedom. (To be continued......) ……，