"The younger generation Zhang Liangjie visited the elders. The younger generation is a member of the North Zhili and is traveling through the rivers and lakes to increase his knowledge. Because of the soaring price of salt in Zhejiang, some people on the bank of the Wenjiang River sang and said: Although there are filial sons and virtuous grandchildren, they ask for less thin brine to serve their relatives, and they can't get it...... "Zhang Wen sang in front of all the masters in the hall, and his guard and sword couldn't help but laugh out, and when he saw that the people in the hall were serious, he hurriedly covered his mouth with a red face.

Zhang Wen continued: "The sages said: The old man is old, and the old man is old. The younger generation heard that Ge thought of his parents, and because there were relatives in the sect who were salt merchants, they begged for a boat of salt, and wanted to give it to the villagers. ”

An old man with a long beard and a red face in the north stroked a handful of flowing beards, nodded and said seriously: "Kong Ming said: Don't take evil as small, don't take good as small." The Zhang family has children and grandchildren, and the ancestors are comforted. For the advice of the table. ”

Zhang asked: "The younger generation is a good word. ”

The old townsman counted in his heart, the name is bright, the word Changyan, the match that can't be played with eight poles, I don't know which straw bag is given to such a handsome person, but he naturally won't say it in his mouth, and only said politely: "Ming Japan Township will hold a township drink in Zhangjia Hall, Changyan is a famous person of the Zhang family, and there is such a virtuous person, the old man invited Changyan as a guest, I don't know if Changyan is willing to participate?" ”

Township drinking is to educate the subjects, respect the Confucian virtuous township gathering, presided over by the respected clansmen, in the party, will read the imperial court decrees, moral standards, commend the virtuous, punish the people, is one of the important means to maintain the stability of the vast rural rule. For such a party, if one or two famous people are guests, the host is really bright, so the villager invited Zhang Wen.

Zhang Wen got up and said, "The clan elder is so loving, it is better for the younger generation to be respectful than to obey his fate." ”

The villager smiled kindly: "There is another guest tomorrow, the old man is worried that he can't find someone to sit with him, and he is virtuous and talented, which solves the old man's worries." ”

"I don't know who it is?"

The old god of the township said mysteriously: "His name is Chu Sang, the capital of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the Jinshi background, and Lord Chu is a micro-service to investigate the people's feelings." ”

Zhang Wenxin said that it was Zuo Guangdou, but he got his student Chu Sang's way......

There were two children sitting next to the village elder, and they couldn't speak, but when they asked for tea, they just nodded. This Zhang Jiali's literary luck is really not good, and he can't find a student to sit with, so he will make two children.

Zhang Wen and the villager talked for a while, the villager picked up the teacup and didn't drink, Zhang Wen hurriedly got up and said goodbye: "The younger generation won't bother much." ”

The villager also got up and said: "The old man has a guest room in the front yard of the cold house, if Wenchang doesn't give up, he will stay here for one night?" Zhang asked, "So it's disturbing, and the junior thanked me." ”

"Sanwa, take Wenchang to rest, and you have to entertain you."

The descendant called Zhang Sanwa is the son of the old man, and in front of the famous people, he can only stand by the door. Sanwa took Zhang Wen to stay in the front yard, the time was still early, Zhang Wen wanted to walk around, and when he went out, he saw several women peeking behind the moon cave door in the north, and when he saw Zhang Wen looking over, he hurriedly shrank his head.

Zhang Wen remembered what happened in Fengyue Tower, and couldn't help but sigh, the little woman was always confused by stinky skin.

On the second day, it was the village drink, and Zhang Wen was invited to attend. The wide hall in the front yard of the temple is full of people, lively and extraordinary, divided into seats, seats, times, some people can only stand, and people with seats can sit. Guests have guests are also known as big guests, guest guests, jie guests, three guests, public guests and other names, Zhang Wen sent salt to help the poor villagers, and has a meritorious name, was regarded as a big guest by the villagers, sitting. At the same time, he also served as the identity of accompanying the imperial court official Zuo Guangdou to sit up and drink.

People with status, not everyone can drink together, there is fame, it is from the official background, people are willing to talk to you, and only then can they have a common language.

Before the villagers introduced each other, Zuo Guangdou had already noticed Zhang Wen, mainly because in this countryside, Zhang Wen's stinky skin was so outstanding that he couldn't stand out from the crowd. Zhang Wen pinched his fingers and counted, Zuo Guangdou is forty and three this year, and the middle-aged man sitting on the table is consistent with his age, thinking that it may be Zuo Guangdou.

At this time, the villagers introduced each other, asked Zhang Wen to sit with him, and introduced that the middle-aged man was Chu Sang. Zhang Wen looked at Zuo Guangdou and the two people next to him, a thin man in his thirties sat with him, a young man stood on the side, and the person who was about thirty years old was his student Chu Sang, right?

Zhang Wenzuo said: "Student Zhang Liangjie, express the words and words, and meet Master Chu." ”

Zuo Guangdou's eyes were clear, he looked very energetic, and after listening to Zhang Wen's introduction, while pondering Zhang Wen's name and words in his heart, he returned the salute and was polite to each other.

"Hearing the old words of the township, Changyan took pity on the villagers, sent salt to Si, the virtuous name was heard in the township, and the old man admired Changyan's good deeds. Although the goodness is small, it is expressed in the heart, and Wangchangyan has the title of the gold list one day earlier, and it is a great good to benefit the people of the community. Zuo Guangdou spoke calmly. He and the student next to him, Chu Sang, were both dressed in old gray cloth robes, but they looked very different.

This feeling is not clothing, but temperament, although Zuo Guangdou is dressed shabby, he looks comfortable and complacent, with the style of an ancient gentleman, and his temperament comes from self-confidence; And his student Chu Sang is also thin, but his long and thin face looks pale, probably because of his poor economy and malnutrition, his face is not good, and he is slightly decadent, just like a down-and-out scholar who has no ambition. In fact, Chu Sang is the capital of the Imperial Court, and he is an official of the Seventh Rank Imperial Court.

Zuo Guangdou read the word Changyan, and he always felt very familiar, but he didn't know where he had heard it. At this time, Zhang Wen saluted Chu Sang next to Zuo Guangdou and said, "Moxue has seen Mr. Yang, but he didn't ask Mr. Yang for his words. ”

The thin man in his thirties was Chu Sang, who called himself Yang Qing, and replied: "Don't dare, don't dare, enter the table Qingyang." Zhang asked unconsciously Wan'er, this Chu Sang didn't think of the table word for a while, so he used it really, this is good, the name is Yangqing, and the word Qingyang.

Zuo Guangdou suddenly thought, Changyan is not the table word of Zhejiang Salt Class to raise Zhang Wen? Immediately glanced at Zhang Wen a few more times, and saw that his appearance was square and refined, with the appearance of a gentleman, between raising his hands, he had a calm and unhurried attitude, Zuo Guangdou couldn't help but nod slightly, and he didn't break it, and sat calmly. At this time, there was a burst of firecrackers, and a stone tablet was carried up the steps, and there were villagers behind them carrying bags of salt, which were transported from Zhang Wen's boat.

The elder of the township said: "There is my Zhang clan, Zhang Liangjie, the fame of the Beizhili students, hearing that the price of salt in Zhejiang is rising, Li Min wants to be thin and blush his relatives but can't, he is compassionate, thinking of the education of the sages, transporting salt to the township, so that the filial piety has salt to serve his relatives." This ancient gentleman's style is enough to highlight and educate the world...... "The old man said, and walked to the stele and read aloud the short article that recorded this good deed, and set up a stele at the pier to commemorate, and the name of the stele said: Bo Lu Feng Qin.

Zhang Wen naturally humbled himself.

So Zhang Wen's first impression on Zuo Guangdou should be very good, Zuo Guangdou felt that Zhang Wen was a person who could intersect, and he didn't feel a little more, and asked: "I don't know what Changyan thinks about the price of salt in Zhejiang?" ”

"Students don't dare to speak up." Zhang Wen looked left and right, everyone was persuading each other to drink and tout, Chu Sang next to Zuo Guangdou stopped talking, and kept eating, like starving to death and reincarnated. Although no one is paying attention to this, it is not in public. Zuo Guangdou touched his beard and smiled without saying a word, and said in a low voice when Zhang asked for wine: "How about you please go to the boat after the banquet?" ”

Zhang Wen was overjoyed, but said respectfully on his face: "I didn't expect to meet adults at this village banquet, and I heard the old sayings of the villagers, the adults have been inspecting the people's feelings for many days, and the students are willing to hear more and increase their knowledge." Zuo Guangdou nodded, and then stopped talking.

After the banquet, everyone said goodbye one after another, and Zhang Wen also left with Zuo Guangdou, but saw that Chu Sang did not leave. Zhang Wen was curious, and when he turned around, he saw that he was cleaning up the leftovers and cold rice, this shabby behavior was undoubtedly despised by everyone. Zhang Wen couldn't help but ask Zuo Guangdou: "What is Mr. Yang doing?" ”

"Leave him alone, let's go out and wait." Zuo Guangdou didn't show any feelings, said coldly, then flicked his robe, and went out of the hall, Zhang Wen naturally followed out.

When Chu Sang came out, he had already carried a large bag of leftovers in his hand, and he followed silently without speaking. A group of several people walked to the entrance of the village, and saw a few ragged people begging for food with broken bowls, those people were as thin as wealth, and Zhang Wen couldn't help but feel sorry when he saw it.

At this time, Chu Sang walked up and distributed the leftovers in his pocket to everyone, Chu Sang turned back to Zhang Wen and Zuo Guangdou and said, "They don't like leftovers." The teacher said not to be kind and small, and the students should remember. ”

Zhang Wen was stunned and said, "Why don't you have their share of the salt I sent?" "You know, now you can buy hundreds of catties of rice for a pound of salt.

Chu Sangtou didn't reply: "These are homeless people, not people from Zhangjiali." ”