In the first year of the grand calendar, the Great Cold, the border of the Yuan River in the Tang Dynasty, the noisy city, came a guest, who was a young scholar.

The young scholar had just taken three steps into Xuancheng, and he felt inexplicably refreshed, as if the whole person had calmed down.

Except for the uncomfortable snoring of the guards at the gates and the noise of people coming and going.

So he decided to stay here for a long time.

There is one more guest in the noisy city.

Half a month is the Spring Festival, every household in the noisy city is lit up, the gods of the couplet door fly together, the naughty firecrackers are ringing, and even the poorest people also post a blessing on the door.

The atmosphere of the noisy city is very sufficient.

Who could have seen that the war really ended in early autumn, and this is the border of the Tang Kingdom, which was the hardest hit place.

This is thanks to the capable queen's repeated new policies, the entire court is like a stream, the local officials are close to the people and clean the government, and the most important thing is that the new emperor is wise.

The young scholar walked slowly towards the city, like a drop of water that had submerged into the Yuanjiang River, and soon disappeared from the crowd.

Soon after he left, another guest came to the city.

The guard woke up suddenly, jumped up from the wooden bench, covered his nose, and wondered what could stink so much.

When I squinted my eyes, it turned out to be an old beggar in tattered clothes, who hadn't taken a bath for several months, standing aside.

It's really been eight lifetimes of mold, and I've never seen such a stinky person.

The guard was so angry that he kicked the old beggar in the ass, and he kicked him into the city, and then fell asleep again.

The old beggar rubbed his ass with one hand and dragged his legs with the other, and walked into the flow of people.

There is another guest in the hustle and bustle.

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The young scholar wandered around the city for a long time, and finally fell in love with an old house with a big study in an old street.

After asking around, I found out that it was an old house that was not used by the people surnamed Zhao next door, and after talking about the price, I bought it for three hundred taels of silver.

The family surnamed Zhao was originally engaged in some pastry business, and they couldn't make a few dollars, but today they received more than 200 taels of silver for nothing, so they naturally wanted to have fun.

But I never dreamed that the scholar who held a book all day long, turned two pages from time to time, and seemed to be weak in literature, would actually use that big study as a private school, and disturbed their peace for 16 years.

The old house was swept clean overnight, the cobwebs and dust that were everywhere were gone, the furniture was placed as neatly as new, the wooden doors and pillars were all newly painted, and the dead leaves and weeds in the small courtyard were renovated.

Zhao Dangjia came to take a look early in the morning, and was so frightened that he thought he had seen a ghost.

Where is this? Where is my old house?

Zhao Dangjia didn't know what to do in place, and he didn't understand what was going on.

It wasn't until the young scholar came out of the house that Zhao Dangjia said hello stiffly, then turned around sharply and rushed out the door.

He slammed open the door, picked up the kettle on the table, poured a few sips, gasped, and told his wife that he had seen a ghost today.

Mrs. Zhao has always boasted of being shrewd, so naturally she won't believe his nonsense, so she ignored it completely.

Zhao Dangjia shouted a few more words, feeling that he couldn't tell clearly, so he took his wife's hand and asked her to go and see it for herself.

As soon as they left the gate, there was already a person standing outside the door with a smile, as if waiting for them to come out, carrying a paper bag in his hand, exuding heat.

The young scholar arched his hand and said, "There were craftsmen rushing to work last night, and I don't know if there will be any noise. ”

As he spoke, he handed over the paper bag in his hand and said, "This is a white steamed bun made by myself, which is counted as reparation." In the future, we will be neighbors, and it will be regarded as a greeting gift, if there is anything offended, I hope that Zhao Dangjia will bear with us. ”

Zhao Dangjia took the paper bag in a daze, forgetting how to speak.

Mrs. Zhao pushed her husband away, and said with a smile: "Don't be noisy, don't be noisy, there was no sound at all last night, when did such a good craftsman come to Huocheng? In this way, if you want to help in the future, tell my family that you want to help. ”

The young scholar smiled slightly: "Mrs. Zhao is polite, how can Xiao Sheng really have trouble when he first comes, and when the time comes, he will ask Zhao to help." ”

Zhao Dangjia was not sober yet, and said: "You're polite, you're polite." ”

The young scholar looked at the cries at the corner of the street and said with emotion: "This noisy city is really lively." ”

Mrs. Zhao said: "Of course, who in the world doesn't know that there is a powerful queen mother in our Tang Dynasty." At the beginning, the city was full of miserable people, and if it weren't for her, we would have to wander somewhere else. ”

The young scholar was surprised and said, "This lady has such a skill. ”

Mrs. Zhao suddenly became very proud and said, "You are not from the Tang Dynasty, are you? Besides, there is a great good man and a great noble man in our noisy city. ”

The young scholar asked, "What kind of person is this?"

Mrs. Zhao suddenly didn't know what to say, touched her braids, and said: "Anyway, he is a good person, at that time, he took a lot of money, food and utensils for the villagers for disaster relief, and even the Qingtian Lord of the noisy city saw him respectfully." ”

The young scholar sighed and said, "There is such a strange person, it is really good luck to be in the city." ”

"Not really. Mrs. Zhao glanced at her husband, who was holding the paper bag and was stunned.

It's really unproductive!

"Dare to ask this strange man......" The young scholar suddenly stopped and said, "I'm here to say hello today, it seems to bother the two of you." ”

"Don't bother, I'm going to come out to play more in the future, the neighbors are all good people, and they are familiar with each other. Mrs. Zhao smiled happily, like a village girl, she was quite good-looking, and she was close to people.

The young scholar arched his hand again and said, "Then the little student will leave." ”

He was just about to leave, but Mrs. Zhao stopped him and asked, "I don't know your name yet?"

The young scholar looked embarrassed, then disappeared and said, "I plan to open a private school and accept some students, so you can call me sir." ”

Mrs. Zhao touched her braid and said, "Sir, it seems that you really have some knowledge, but it is not easy to open a private school here." ”

Although Huocheng has basically recovered, after all, the cruel war has just ended, and the people's minds have not yet been completely settled, so it is not easy to send their children to study.

What's more, Huocheng is only a small town, and not many people read books, thinking that reading is better than doing more housework.

And a few large families will only teach their children at home, and will definitely not trust a foreign teacher.

The young scholar said: "This doesn't bother the two of you, I have my own way." ”

......

The figure of the young scholar gradually disappeared in front of him, and Zhao Dangjia finally came to his senses and said: "Open a private school in the noisy city? This person is either talented or sick." ”

Mrs. Zhao glanced at him with disdain and said, "I was dumbfounded just now, I came back to my senses when people left, why are you so useless." ”

Zhao Dangjia was not convinced, and said: "Why is it useless? Isn't the two hundred taels of silver still earned by me." ”

Mrs. Zhao said angrily: "Are you really a fool, he doesn't care about the one or two hundred taels of silver." ”

She slapped her husband on the head and turned to go back into the house.

Zhao Dangjia followed in with his hands on his head and said, "Even if he has money, then it is not a fool's dream that he wants to open a private school." ”

"You are a scholar and have ideals, what else can you do besides knowing how to order pasta? I married you and lived a good life for a few days?"

"How can you say it, that's two hundred taels of silver......

The Zhao family's beautiful day began with a quarrel between husband and wife.