Donkey riding under the crotch, if there is Qingyun power.

This reminds Zhang Huiwen of when he was young, bold and arrogant, arrogant, self-proclaimed "madman", traveling all over the world to lobby the king, it doesn't matter whether he succeeds or not, Wen Zezhou's identity as a scholar is a golden signboard, even if it is not reused, the world takes it for granted that it is a disagreement with the concept, and it is never that the ability is insufficient.

Besides, your emperor has taken a fancy to him, so he has to be willing to assist you.

Position and weight? How can it be done, Lao Tzu is also a person who wants to save face.

High power and light power? That's even worse, Lao Tzu is not just a face-saving person.

What to do?

What else can I do, the position of the national teacher is for people like me.

Do you have to be a head short of you to do things? Whoever says you go to.

What, there are already people who are national teachers?

Hurry up and let that guy get out, he will have a rain spell, and he can become a national teacher by deceiving mortals, and this kind of demon should be pulled out and cut down.

Think again? Well, let's break up.

A small country can't afford to use it, so if you really want to use it, you're afraid of attracting resentment from other countries, why should such a big talent assist you? If you want to die, you can get rid of it.

The big country doesn't dare to use it, the lord who loves to toss so much, he has to change the law at every turn, and the ancestral inheritance is gone? If it is done, it will be enough, if it is not done, the country will be broken, how to face the ancestors and ancestors?

The emperors of vassal states who were not strong enough to become suzerain, and who had nothing to do with small countries, smiled at the corners of their mouths, and picked up treasures for nothing, waiting for scholars who were arrogant and arrogant to come to the door.

Zhang Huiwen when he was young looked at it in his eyes and smiled contemptuously, you dog emperors think well, but Lao Tzu can't go.

The new policy of a small country, the country is strong and the people are rich, this is Lao Tzu's ability.

A big country changes the law and then opens a prosperous era, this is the ability it should have.

Go to your kind of places that are neither up nor down, neither strong nor weak, and in terms of merit, it is not as good as starting from a small country. In terms of height, it is unlikely that he will be able to do things in the suzerain. If there is a case and the barely improvisable dynasty collapses, Wen Zezhou's signboard will be smashed, and the wise man will not do anything.

Anyway, don't be in a hurry, just take your time, you can't run away with your talent, make friends with heroes from all walks of life, heroes know heroes, heroes cherish heroes, why aren't people who read books heroes heroes?

The crown is covered with Jinghua, and the wine cup is brought.

Ge Yi is looking for it in the wilderness, and the turbid wine is enough.

Teasing and fooling around a lot of continents, no one dared to ask for it, and no one let him look at the right eye, it was not bad, at least tens of thousands of miles of fame, and returned to Wenze with a little false name, and then continued to read deeply.

Thinking back to the past, Zhang Huiwen twisted his beard and smiled, who has not been young, we are not much worse than the surnamed Mu, drinking and talking about romance, enough to talk about a few days and nights.

From afar, you can smell the unique sweet and greasy aroma of the wind and moon, in Wenzezhou, this is the sworn enemy of ink and calligraphy, and outside, there is a wonderful meaning of fish dissolving in water.

While the sky was still bright, a small inn with a thief's eyebrows and rat eyes was in the hue, and after approaching, he asked the little guy guarding the door to help take care of "Brother Lu", and walked into the inn like a dog after he was under his clothes.

First of all, he asked if the inn was closed in the evening, and the shopkeeper guessed that the old gentleman was here for the first time, and shook his head and said that there was almost no closing time except for the gold and silver goods shops here.

Wonderful!

However, in order to reassure the old gentleman, and in order to make the old gentleman's business, he said a few good words here, which is nothing more than not leaving the road behind, not closing the door at night, and the people are simple.

Zhang Huiwenquan farted as the shopkeeper, and asked for a room near the door, so he planned to stay.

The shopkeeper thought about him, "Old man, there is a room near the door, but there is a noisy crowd in Linyue Bay at night, and it will not be beautiful if your reading mood is ruined." ”

Zhang Huiwen said magnificently: "It's okay! It's just a few days to stay, the old man's heart is clear, and evil things are difficult to invade. ”

Since they had said so, the shopkeeper did not advise him anymore, and the room next to the door was given to the old gentleman.

At midnight, a figure slipped out of the inn silently, and trotted all the way out of the inn.

After running to the vicinity of the river bay, looking around and seeing that no one was paying attention to this side, Zhang Huiwen gasped several times, and said happily: "That's good, we still need to be sven." ”

Only then did he proudly keep Sven, didn't take a few steps, remembered a big event, took out the money bag and opened it, and suddenly felt a little discouraged, the women here are all gold-swallowing beasts, even if I, a poor scholar, are full of talent, it is difficult for them to be enthusiastic.

Is it difficult to use fairy money, isn't it a bit of a fuss?

I gritted my teeth and did it!

Money is used to spend, gold and silver do not go, how can it be gentle!

The money should be spent, but he is not dizzy enough to use the fairy money as broken silver, his eyes are blank and look around, when he first arrives here, he is not familiar with the place, and he does not know where the place to exchange the fairy money is.

This wind and moon are mixed, whether it is a wealthy guest worship, or a wild cultivation of scattered immortals, after all, they are interested in fairy money, not to mention the most valuable cloud money, it is not too difficult to exchange Xiaoyu money.

When I saw a city god temple, I couldn't help the emergency, and it was here.

Anyway, the excitement is on the boat at this time, and he doesn't have to worry about any etiquette, he directly broke into the City God Temple, and didn't look at the napping temple wishes, pointing to the statue in the temple and saying: "You, yes, just you, come down, I have something to say." ”

A faint figure floated down from the statue, extremely illusory, unable to see the face clearly, and was about to open his mouth to ask about the meaning, the old scholar crossed his waist and said: "I know that you have fairy incense here, please give me a time, the cheapest one." ”

slapped the rain money in his hand into the hand of Miao Zhu next to him, "Find me the rest, less gold and more silver, a little sharper, I will rush to meet old friends." ”

Chenghuang arched his hand and asked: "Mr. is a man of literary luck, he has a heroic spirit, and he is a successful cultivator, dare to ask Mr. is from the southeast?" ”

Miao Zhu heard his own city god ask, how can he not understand, quickly go to the back to rummage for fairy incense, the last time someone came to burn, I don't know how long, that is still when he was in charge of Miao Zhu, this scholar must have a famous hall, even if he is sprinkled and wild, he must leave his handwriting.

Zhang Huiwen replied with some embarrassment: "Why do you ask so much?" You and I have different avenues, I can enter your temple to burn incense, it has already given you enough face, and Hugh has to get an inch. ”

Chenghuang was also a top-notch reader during his lifetime, and he was well versed in the stinky problems of readers, and this old scholar's words were ugly, but they lived up to his name.

Wenzezhou in the southeast, the hometown of scholars in the world, which scholar does not admire, if he still studies in the two academies, he envy the vast number of literati.

Miaozhu turned over the cabinet and found the box of incense boxes that ate ashes from the corner, didn't count them, took the whole incense box to the front, and respectfully handed it to the old scholar.

The old scholar took out three sticks of incense, put them directly on the candle and lit them, arched his hand as if he was poking it into the incense burner, and it was over.

This saw that the temple was very disappointed, and even the monk's fingers and incense were not done, which was so insincere, he stepped forward, grabbed the sleeve of the old scholar, and pleaded: "The old gentleman is willing to leave pen and ink on the powder wall, so that I can have a great honor in the Chenghuang Temple." ”

Zhang Huiwen wanted to ask for back the bits and pieces of gold and silver, so he was about to throw off his sleeves and leave, and he was a little unhappy after hearing the words of the temple blessing, he really regarded himself as a young offspring who loved to show off, and you didn't have that qualification here.

The sleeve sank, the weight was not light, the old scholar's eyes lit up, and he was old enough, "reluctantly" lifted the brush and went to the back of the powder wall.

After a while, he came back, handed the brush back to Miaozhu, and shouted, "Okay, hurry up and get the money." ”

Seeing Miao Zhu pulling from the offering box, the bag containing the money is getting bigger and bigger, the old scholar is a little unhappy, stepped forward to help, and nagged and said: "The old man is a scholar, you give such a big money bag, doesn't it make people look down on the old man, take back the silver, if it is less, it will be less, and the old man will admit it." ”

Miaozhu looked down on this duplicitous old scholar, threw back the silver, picked up the gold, and the gold that occupied less space was more valuable and more valuable, so could this be less money?

Seeing that he had gained a lot in the bag, he lifted the money bag, shouted "go", and walked away with a majestic stride.

Chenghuang saw the old scholar leave, and felt that there was still a trace of literary luck left in the temple, and sighed with emotion, "Virtue is mellow, uninhibited, and it should be the ability of a virtuous person and the virtue of a gentleman." ”

The hidden figure went to the powder wall behind, and smiled dumbly after seeing the handwriting on it.

Lao Zhang came here for a visit.

The money bag is bulging, and there is no panic in case of trouble.

Zhang Huiwen casually picked a small painting boat, and after walking in, he threw out a gold ingot and chartered the venue, no one here is qualified to have fun with him.

Fly out a few more golden melon seeds, let the old bustard flash aside, don't always dangle in front of you, it's just unappetizing pantothenic water.

Singing, dancing, drinking!

The soft fragrance and warm jade are full of arms, and the ancient sayings and holy sentences wander by themselves.

Zhang Huiwen when he was young, the poor one called a swinging heart, occasionally invited to recite poems, mostly restaurants, few hooks, as celebrities, every time he arrived at the venue, he was a mess of self-denial, and he may be arrogant in the face of the monarch, but he didn't even dare to touch the small hand of the waitress who poured wine, for fear of being slapped in the face by those smiling waitress who seemed to be carved, and he was even more afraid that his reputation would be ruined.

Now it's okay, what can't be talked about, let's just be a prostitute, what if it spreads, the old man talks about juvenile madness, and I'm afraid of those gossips.

A handful of gold and silver were thrown, and it was not happy to hug left and right.

Seeing the real money of this patron uncle, the woman on the boat was not stingy at all, leaving lip prints on the old scholar's beard, drinking until she rose, guessing the boxing order, and the two sides fought equally.

After playing for a long time, Zhang Huiwen shook his head and exclaimed, he was going not to get drunk and not return, but now he was drunk and gentle, and he didn't return when he was drunk, and he fell asleep on the lap of a sister.

I slept until the end of the day, singing and dancing, and it was another whole day.

For a few days, I lingered and indulged in it, until a certain sister who was playing open asked the old scholar with a smile, will you come again in the future?

I only saw the old scholar's face tremble a few times, without any pity and thoughtfulness, he pushed away the beauty on his body, and ran away from the boat.

Zhang Huiwen ran to the door of the inn in a fit of anger before stopping, looked at the stars in the night, and gasped with some fear: "Good guy, Gentle Township is equivalent to the hero's mound, this time it is too presumptuous, so that it is a prodigal wreckage, you have to remember not to take it as an example." ”

I went back to the inn and went directly to the back to lead the donkey, the donkey probably didn't want to move at night because of his work and rest, the old scholar slapped his long face, and scolded angrily: "Hook the fence to mistake me, you beast also plan to make a mistake?" ”

Pulling the donkey's ears and walking out, a long list of donkey calls were startled.

The shopkeeper came to ask, the old gentleman disappeared after staying for one night, and now he is coming back so late to leave, it is really a strange thing, especially when I heard that the old gentleman doesn't even want the money he paid in advance, and he has to leave, which inevitably makes people mutter.

Zhang Huiwen didn't explain, pulling the donkey's ears and walking out.