Chapter 7: No One Has a Home
Happy chick floats away.
Tang Yu stood on the street, feeling very lost, happy and depressed, and couldn't tell what it was like. The people in this city, why do they live so happily one by one, only he is very lonely? Maybe he doesn't belong here, this is not his home? After staying for a while, Tang Yu decided to turn back to the Xianglong Inn.
Twilight is falling from the sky.
Smoke and mist flew in the air.
Tang Yu walked alone, turned two streets, and the number of passers-by gradually increased. There are also a lot of night markets selling vegetables, fruits, and odds and haberdashery, noisy and noisy, he dodged while moving forward, and unexpectedly collided with a gray-robed man!
The two sides looked at each other and were stunned.
It turned out to be autumn white clouds.
The two looked at each other for a while, but Qiu Baiyun spoke first and broke the deadlock: "It's an acquaintance, Brother Tang, haven't you participated in the swordsmanship competition yet?"
Tang Yu looked at him fixedly, and teased: "Brother Qiu, are you so busy? Why, are you still selling your "Eighteen Swordsmanship Evaluations One Volume" everywhere?"
Qiu Baiyun's face was embarrassed: "Oh, no......"
"Don't believe it. Tang Yu rolled up his sleeves: "I guess, from you, you can find at least twenty such books?"
"Don't, don't, I can't wait until I have the money to pay you back. Qiu Baiyun pleaded.
Tang Yu went up and grabbed him, without relaxation: "You go with me." Qiu Baiyun's body fell still, stretched out his hand to climb his shoulder, and said good words vigorously: "Brother, please, don't send me to the government, I'm weak, I really can't stand the toss inside!"
"Send it to the government ......"
"Ahh β
"What am I sending you to the government for, neurotic. Tang Yu spread his hand and felt quite strange, "I just want to invite you to a glass of wine, what's the matter, do two friends want to alarm the government when they drink?"
"You're not going to arrest me?"
"Nonsense. β
The two came to a nearby Green Willow Restaurant, picked a table by the window, and sat down opposite, Tang Yu raised his eyes to look at Qiu Baiyun and said, "Don't you order something delicious, ah, I don't have much money in my pocket?"
"Look at what you said, dude is the kind of person who has no conscience. Qiu Baiyun muttered: "Miss your kindness, Benxiu must take care of you, what squirrel fish, anchovy shrimp, Dongshan roast goose, osmanthus salted duck we don't want." Let's order a dried sesame oil shredded, a spiced broad bean, and two pots of good daughter red wine, and that's almost ......"
Tang Yu said: "Okay, whatever you want." β
After a while, the man sent the wine and food, retreated, Tang Yu lined up the dishes, poured the wine, raised his glass and said, "Come, don't be too simple, let's do one first." "Tilt your head and drink dry. The autumn white clouds also drank it all.
"Don't just drink, eat food. β
Autumn Baiyun even ate and drank, a meal of wind and clouds, "delicious and delicious." To tell you the truth, my brother hasn't eaten a decent meal in several times. β
"How did Brother Qiu come to the capital?"
That's a long way to say, and it's hard to put into words. Qiu Baiyun put down his cup and sandwiched a spoon of dried silk, "To make a long story short, my father died of illness, and my mother dragged me to find an old man, this old thing didn't look down on me, didn't let me go to school, let me herd cattle, and then beat me every day after drinking, and I ran away in a fucking rage." β
Tang Yu was very curious: "Then what do you live on?"
"I did everything, and at first I picked up rags, but then because I had studied in a private school for a few years and could read and write, I worked for the owner of the bookstore. β
"Selling books?"
Qiu Baiyun introduced, "I also made up a book, and the book "Dugu: Not a Lonely World" for you is the ...... I made."
"It's amazing that you can still write books. Tang Yu felt more and more novel.
"The carving insect skill is actually not worth anything. Speaking of this, Qiu Baiyun's topic was a little unbearable, "But when it comes to writing, I'm average, far worse than Lao Shi Xiaoluo and them......"
"Lao Shi, Xiao Luo?"
"Shi Nai'an Luo Guanzhong, write "Three Kingdoms" and "Water Margin". Qiu Baiyun was triumphant: "These two books are the manuscripts of my group, Lao Shi is very kind, smiling, every time he goes back, he gives a few hundred dollars to drink or something, Xiao Luo is more picky......"
Tang Yu picked up the wine jug again, and filled it with both hands: "Brother Qiu, to be honest, I admire you as a person." β
"What am I. β
"Survive. β
Qiu Baiyun was full of wine and food, and was satisfied: "Don't just talk about me, let's talk about you, brother, didn't you sign up for that sword competition?"
"I went to go, but I was angry. Tang Yu said all the things about going to the preparatory office to sign up, being snubbed, asking for bribes, etc., "Forget it, it's just more troublesome, come, another drink, it's a friend, right?"
"The world is like this, and you don't need to be sad. β
Qiu Baiyun asked the guy to serve a pot of hot tea, poured two bowls, and beckoned Tang Yu: "Take a sip of hot tea." He also said, "The lost east, the harvested mulberry, everything is unknowable." β
"Don't make fun of me. Tang Yu didn't dare to be.
Qiu Baiyun was serious: "I'm very serious, who has achieved great things in ancient times, which one has not experienced the three disasters and seven tribulations? Mencius didn't say it, he suffered his mind, worked his muscles and bones, starved his body and skin, and lacked his body. Finally climb to the top of life!"
"You said it was a big shot. β
"What's wrong with the big guys, don't the big guys grow up eating grain?" Qiu Baiyun looked around, turned around, and whispered: "Even our old emperor, did you have to eat and be a little monk back then?"
Tang Yu stopped: "Really?"
"But this can only be said in the house, you can't talk nonsense when you go out, catch the person who wants to kill your head!" Qiu Baiyun instructed repeatedly.
"Whoever I talk to, I'm going home to fish. Tang Yu looked out the window, absent-minded.
Qiu Baiyun was stunned: "You're not participating in the National Sword Fighting Competition?"
"Nope. β
"Don't want to get a career and make a career?"
"Nope. β
"Your attitude towards life is too negative, how can this work?" Qiu Baiyun sighed with emotion, "However, it is also, since ancient times, once you will succeed, your bones will wither, and the sky will be cloudy and rainy." Behind a shining success, how many obscure Losers have to fall......"
"Say no more. Tang Yu waved his hand.
Qiu Baiyun sighed for a while, and then said: "I went to Fangfu to deliver the Song version of the book a few times, and I met Master Fang Xiaoru, who served as a scholar in the court, and was a learned old man. He also gave a lecture on the scriptures and history to the current saints, and most of the people in the court were his protΓ©gΓ©s, and it can be said that the crown was full of Jinghua! He said that his words can work, but we are soft-spoken......
Tang Yu gritted his teeth: "No need, even if I can go, I don't want to go." β
"Really broke fame and fortune?"
"It's not that great. Tang Yu pushed away the teacup, came to the window, looked at the lights of thousands of homes outside, and whispered: "I'm just going home, going back to that small fishing village by the river, driving a small boat, fishing with nets, and helping my father farm - hey, Brother Qiu, I still have some money in my hand, I heard that there are many places in Jingshi that are fun, and if you want to go shopping and then go, it is not in vain to come to the city of the Son of Heaven." I'm not familiar with the ground, tell me about ......"