Chapter 107: Writing Letters

Before dawn the next day, Ma San'er got up. According to Yan Heyi's instructions, he changed into a bloody shirt, carried a burden, and hurried home in a dark panic. And Yan Heyi and Zhong Huachi changed into Tsing Yi and hats, dressed like Lang Zhong and fortune tellers, and followed Ma San'er unhurriedly, and when there was a lot of light, they had already arrived at the village where Ma San'er's family lived.

This village is not big, there are only about 100 households in total, Yan Heyi can imagine what an earth-shattering thing it is for a talent to have a talent in such a place.

Ma San's family lives in the west of the village and is a three-room blue brick house. After recognizing the door, the two went around the market. There are few people here, and there are naturally fewer buying and selling shops. There is a wonton stall next to a small stall that fried fritters, and the two of them sat down and asked for half a catty of fritters and two bowls of wontons, and asked the shopkeeper to put more pepper, which came out too early, and the body was not warmed up.

Yan Heyi lowered his head and bit the fritters and said, "It seems that the place where Xiucai came out of the stall is near here, you can inquire in a while." When Yan Heyi went to serve wontons, he asked by the way, "Shopkeeper, I heard that there is a good letter written by Xiucai here?" ”

The shopkeeper was a nosy person, and when he asked about Yu Xiucai, he hurriedly said, "Yes, yes!" Speaking of this Yu Xiucai, our big guys have light on their faces! With the blessing of the ancestors, a golden phoenix can still fly out of this small village, but it's a pity, he has to take the exam again, maybe he can win the top prize and become a big official! ”

Zhong Huachi deliberately made a look of fascination and asked, "Don't have such a good future, isn't he a fool?" The shopkeeper was a little unhappy, "What are you talking about, Yu Xiucai also has a last resort." ”

After adding another bowl of wontons in Zhonghua Pond, the shopkeeper took the initiative to tell him, "This Yu Xiucai originally had a family affair that was not married, the girl was long, not to mention how beautiful she was, we all said that they were a natural pair of talented women and girls, but I didn't expect that Yu Xiucai entered Beijing to take the exam that year, and the girl on the front foot was taken away, and the girl on the back foot was taken away, which was ruined, alas!" ”

The latter story is not much different from what Ma San'er said, Yu Xiucai was very angry, and there was nothing to be done, and after a serious illness, he gave up the idea of rushing to take the exam.

The shopkeeper asked, "I see that you are from outside, what is the matter with Yu Xiucai?" Zhong Huachi said, "We came here to find him to write a letter, but we don't know where to find him." The shopkeeper smiled, "You are asking the right person, Yu Xiucai comes to my small stall every day to eat bowls of wontons, the two of you will come in a while!"

A bowl of wontons and two fritters went down, Yan Heyi looked around boredly, and a man in his early twenties, wearing a blue robe and a haggard face, walked over in the distance.

"Yo, Yu Xiucai, you're a little later than usual today. A bowl of ravioli or no chopped green onions? The shopkeeper greeted him attentively, not only to respect Xiucai, but also to remind Zhong Huachi that the person he was waiting for was coming.

Yu Xiucai found a table where no one was there and sat down, and he didn't seem to like talking to everyone very much. The shopkeeper brought him a bowl of steaming wontons, Yu Xiucai did not rush to eat, but took out a handkerchief, carefully wiped the spoon and the edge of the bowl, and blew it again, before chewing and eating slowly.

Here, Yan Heyi Zhonghuachi has already eaten half a catty of fritters and three bowls of wontons, and the wontons in Yu Xiucai's bowl have only gone down halfway. Yan Heyi wiped his mouth, walked to Yu Xiucai's side, and saluted, "You are Yu Xiucai, right?" ”

Yu Xiucai saw a well-dressed boy talking to him, and after a pause, he quickly stood up, "This son, do you have anything to do with me?" Yan Heyi said, "I want to ask you to write a letter to your family members far away, I don't know if it is convenient for you?" ”

"Look at Childe, you have a bookish air in your eyebrows, you should also be a scholar, why did you ask me to write letters on your behalf?" I didn't expect that this Xiucai would give people a "face", Yan Heyi smiled slightly, and did not deny it, "I did go to private school for a few years when I was young, but then my family fell and I put it down." ”

Since he said this, Yu Xiucai didn't ask any more, but said, "Childe, wait a minute, I'll write a letter for Childe after breakfast." ”

Yu Xiucai did not speed up the meal because there was business coming to the door, and when Zhonghuachi, who was waiting, ran out of patience, he finally drank the last mouthful of soup in the bowl, wiped his mouth again, and then made a gesture of invitation to them and went to a shop opposite.

His stall is very simple, just a table with paper, pen, ink and inkstone, and these things are placed in a shop on the street after the stall is closed every day. Yan Heyi helped him move the table out, and Yu Xiucai invited him to sit down on a big shiny stone with a polished surface, and asked, "Who is Childe going to write a letter to, is it a letter from home?" ”

Yan Heyi said, "It's for me to give a distant cousin, tell him that the things I have done have been done, please rest assured." Yu Xiucai flattened the paper, picked up the brush and brushed it little by little, and then showed it to Yan Heyi.

I saw that it was written, "My cousin opened it in person, and the things I explained before have been done, don't worry about it." Yu Xiucai said, "Childe, do you think this is okay?" Yan Heyi nodded and said, "I also want to tell him that I am going to marry next month and invite him to come." Also, I don't know if there is any news about the things I asked him to buy. ”

Yan Heyi babbled a lot, Yu Xiucai wrote it all in the letter, and finally, Yan Heyi said with satisfaction, "All kinds of things are fine, I have a small request." Yu Xiucai said, "Please speak!"

"My cousin's favorite song "Silent Night Thoughts", I'm tired of Yu Xiucai to write it too!" When Yan Heyi said this, he stared at Yu Xiucai's face the whole time. I saw that his face changed slightly, and he returned to normal in an instant, and wrote the poem "Silent Night Thoughts" at the end of the letter according to Yan Heyi's request.

"Good, that's good!" Yan Heyi took out a piece of silver of five taels and put it on the table, and after thanking Xiu again, he took the letter and left with Zhonghuachi.

Zhong Huachi turned around three times and whispered to Yan Heyi, "Do you see anything?" Yan Heyi snorted coldly and said, "As soon as he saw me, he concluded that I was also a scholar, do you think, a Xiucai who can only read will see people so accurately?" ”

"That's not necessarily the case, you look so mild-mannered, there's nothing abnormal about treating you as a scholar!" Zhong Huachi said, "But have you seen it, when you mentioned "Silent Night Thoughts", his face was not quite right. According to what you said, Yu Xiucai is thoughtful, so have we already startled the snake? ”

At this moment, the three or five people in front were leaning against the base of the wall and said loudly, "Have you heard, Ma San'er is back, he killed people outside!" ”