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The illusion in front of him was suddenly eliminated, Chang Jin breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look, and said loudly: "It turned out to be Brother Pu, I haven't seen him for a few days."

This person's name is Pu Yuci, a sword minister, and now he is in his forties, and his temples are gradually dyed with frost. Pu Yuci has a special experience, and was originally a well-known talent in Tongqu County. At the age of 19, he took the children's examination, and successively won the first three places in the county, government, and province. But somehow, after repeated attempts, he failed to take the exam for more than 20 years and got nothing, and now he is also studying at Mingyang Academy, and Chang Jin is a classmate. In the past, because of the poverty of his family, Chang Jin faced his classmates, and inevitably had an inferiority complex in his heart, and he was only submissive when he spoke, and he was often bullied in the academy. Pu Yuci tried and failed repeatedly, and naturally he was ridiculed. The two are connected by the same fate, so the relationship is not bad.

In fact, there are many scholars like Pu Yuci who became famous at a young age, and they are still famous in whitehead. The Great Yan Dynasty used the imperial examination to select scholars, which seems fair, but it is also a shackle, so that many people will waste their lives.

"Let's go out and talk" Chang Jin was very grateful to the other party for patting him at a critical moment, and hurriedly pulled Pu Yuqi out of the hall.

Standing outside, I suddenly felt that the oppression disappeared.

"Hasn't Yunsheng been studying at home, why did he come to the academy today, did he encounter any confusion while studying?"

Yunsheng is Chang Jin's cousin, and no one has ever called him for a few months in Changjiazhuang, but now I feel a little fresh when I hear people mention it.

Although Mingyang Academy was founded by the government, the rules are much more lax than those of the government. Students come and go freely, and they are not required to wait in the college every day.

"No, I want to ask my master to find me a book-copying job to earn some silver to support my family. "In the past, Chang Jin wouldn't have said such words at all. Now he didn't squirm, and spoke openly about his predicament.

"Oh?" Pu Yuci saw that the other party's expression was calm, and he was slightly surprised in his heart, feeling that he seemed to have changed as if he had changed a person, with a bit of heroism between his eyebrows.

After recounting the old feelings, Chang Jin said goodbye to Pu Yuju, directly found the master in charge of copying the book, took a few books and turned away.

In this world, printing technology is backward, and many books rely on copying to pass down. For this reason, the academy has a special place to copy books, which can be regarded as a benefit for students from poor families.

Each volume is 20 texts, and these books can have an income of hundreds of texts after copying them. Chang Jin carefully wrapped up a few books to be copied, said goodbye to his master, and left the academy.

It was still early, and Chang Jin did not return home immediately, but wandered around the streets and alleys.

He once saw a pair of beautiful bracelets in a stall next to him, and he originally wanted to buy them for his sister, but unfortunately he was shy in his pocket, so he had to give up.

At noon, he ate a few mouthfuls of dry food that he carried with him, and when the sun was in the west, Chang Jin hurried towards his home.

It is not a road from Changjiazhuang to the county seat, and there are several mountain roads that can also be passed during this period.

In order to hurry home, he hesitated for a moment to leave the official road and walk along the mountain path. Although there are many jackals, tigers and leopards in the surrounding mountains, most of them survive in the deep mountains, and they rarely go outside during the day, so they are not dangerous.

Of course, Chang Jin didn't dare to do this before, but now that he has been practicing swords for more than a month, his courage has increased a lot.

When I left the city, the weather was clear, but when I walked halfway down, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and black clouds appeared in the sky, and then pressed towards the ground. Seeing that the heavy rain was about to fall, Chang Jin could only rush to the road, hoping to get home before the rain.

How do you know that the sky does not fulfill people's wishes, just a few miles forward, the sky has been miles and miles of light rain.

Chang Jin panicked at this time, and hurriedly stood on a big rock and looked around. The surrounding area was hazy and green, and the nearest village was ten miles away, which he regretted.

If you knew this, you wouldn't have taken any shortcuts.

I came out in a hurry, I didn't bring a paper umbrella at all, and my clothes were already soaked in the drizzle for a moment. Afraid that the rain would wet the few books in the package, Chang Jin had to hug him tightly. Immediately, there was a hint of joy on his face, and he vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a temple called Wat Reclining Buddha in the mountains in front of him, and he could go there to take shelter from the rain, and then rush home when the rain stopped.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly turned around and hurried away. The trail was muddy, and I almost fell down several times.

After a stick of incense, Chang Jin was already standing in front of the temple. The temple in front of me was in a dilapidated state, the front of the mountain gate was completely covered with wild grass, and there was wild animal droppings everywhere.

It seems that the temple has been abandoned for a long time.

Thinking about it, it can be understood that now that the Dao Law is manifested, the emperor of the Dayan Dynasty is disgusted with the Tao, and the Shi family has naturally declined.

In addition, this temple is located in a remote area, and there are usually few pilgrims, and I don't know when, the temple is no longer inhabited by monks.

It is better to live without one, and Chang Jin does not want to grind his tongue and ask for accommodation.

He stepped into the temple, and only then did he find that it was even more broken. The Buddha statue is full of dust and cobwebs, and some of them have fallen off the throne and turned into a handful of loess.

The ground was originally paved with green bricks, but now there is also a half-human deep artemisia grass growing from the brick cracks, and seeing that the artemisia grass is withered and green, it is obvious that no one has been here for a long time.

Chang Jin held a sword in his hand, barely clearing out an open space with a square square circle. The scholar did not respect ghosts and gods, and he did not have the idea of cleaning the dust and cobwebs for the Buddha statue, but he just stepped forward and groped under the Buddha shrine for a while, and sure enough, he found a fire sickle and incense candles.

In my memory, this fire-making tool was a regular item in the temple.

In the evening, the heavy rain still shows no signs of stopping. Looking up at the night sky, the water mist was heavy, and the stars and moon were nowhere to be seen.

The roads are muddy, and you won't be able to go back for a while. Coupled with this kind of weather, it is easy to get lost when walking at night, so it is better to stay in this temple for one night and wait for the weather to clear tomorrow morning before rushing home.

The wet clothes were particularly uncomfortable sticking to his body, and Chang Jin simply set fire to the artemisia grass that had just been removed. This not only dries the clothes, but also repels mosquitoes.

As soon as he was settled, he took out his dry food and sat down in front of the fire to eat.

I had just eaten a few bites when I suddenly heard a chirping sound from the door.

Chang Jin was startled when he heard this, thinking that some fierce beast saw the firelight coming, and immediately pressed the sword in his hand. Then he settled down again, and saw a wet head peeking out of the door.

It turned out to be a weasel, and the little guy was also surprised to see that there were humans in the ruined temple, and hurriedly retracted his head.

"It's raining outside, you better come in and take shelter from the rain......" Chang Jin looked a little wolfish when he saw it, got up and moved a few points inside, which was considered to make a place.

Of course, he didn't think that this weasel understood his words, and he just subconsciously said it.

The weasel ran in with a squeak, and suddenly half-erected its hind legs, and shook its two front legs tightly, as if it were a hand to him.

Chang Jin was very surprised in his heart, and when he saw the weasel approaching the fire, he reacted and hurriedly returned the salute.

What a strange guy......

Just like that, a man and a beast sat by the fire and roasted the fire, silent. Chang Jin was just about to send the remaining dry food into his mouth, when this little thing secretly glanced at the dry food in his hand.

The gaze was like that of a child who wanted to beg for candy and was embarrassed.

"Let's give it to you" Touching its gaze, Chang Jin couldn't help but think of the scene when he drank egg custard, and handed over the remaining dry food casually.

The little guy didn't shirk it, holding the bread in both hands and nibbling it, and ate it all in a moment.

After eating, it seemed that it was still not satisfied, and it squeaked at Chang Jin.

"It's really gone" Chang Jin shook the cloth bag funny, and it was empty.

"Squeak" the little guy screamed twice, and suddenly turned away.

When Chang Jin was surprised, he saw it dragging a fat pheasant into the temple. When he came to Chang Jin, the little guy raised his front paw and pointed, then turned around and squatted beside the fire.

"For me?" Chang Jin asked with a look of surprise on his face. He was now far smarter than he had imagined, almost elusive.

The weasel seemed to understand what he meant, and nodded hurriedly.

Cast it with a peach and repay it with a plum, birds and beasts sometimes know how to be grateful more than people. Chang Jin couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and then waved his sword, plucked his hair and broke his belly, and picked up the pheasants with three strikes and five divisions. Then he took a stick and set it on the fire to roast it.

His barbecue skills were good, and after half an hour, the chicken skin was steaming, and the tempting aroma filled the hall.

At this time, the weasel could no longer sit still, and kept spinning around the fire, and a few traces of saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Okay, let's divide each half" It felt that it was almost roasted, and Chang Jincai held a sword in his hand and directly divided the pheasant into two halves.

After the eclipse, Chang Jin saw that the heavy rain outside had already stopped, and a little hazy moonlight appeared in the night sky.

He felt something in his heart for a moment, so he simply picked up the book and read it.

I thought that the weasel would leave after eating and drinking, but who knew that the little guy was lying at Chang Jin's feet instead, listening to him read with his head up.

This made Chang Jin amazed, and he couldn't help but ask, "Can you understand what I'm reading?"

The weasel tapped his head a few times, but he didn't know whether he really understood or faked.

Chang Jin quickly fell silent in the book, and he didn't care about this little thing at all. He used to read in a daze, and after reading it, he couldn't understand what it meant. In the past month, Chang Jinxian's head has really opened up. You only need to read through a book once to be able to roughly understand its meaning, and you can recite it after reading it three or five times.

This was unimaginable before, and according to his speculation, it should be the credit of the magic pen in his head.

Read it several times in a row, and today's task is completed. Chang Jin was still not sleepy, so he simply took out a few volumes of books in the package along with pen, ink, paper, and inkstones, and copied them by candlelight.