Early this morning, Alan and the others went out, first of all, to do a good shopping.

A long street twists and turns, running through half of Yuxing County. Other roads, like cobwebs, are found throughout Yuxing County. The tavern where Alan and the others lived was located on the periphery, and it was deserted as soon as they went out. As they progressed, especially after entering the long street, a noisy symphony began around them.

There were deafening shouts, whispers, and even the literati bowed their heads and recited poems.

Alain noticed the scholar from yesterday. This scholar's eye circles are exactly the same as those of Tu Fengnian, and he is obviously a person who often hangs the beam and thorns and reads at night.

At this time, he was bowing his head, flipping through a very common book of miscellaneous poems. The collection of miscellaneous poems is a book that is revised, added, deleted, and corrected by the Hanlin Academy from early spring to early summer every year. This collection of poems contains all the famous poems of the Omachi from the last thousand years.

Alan had the best eyes, and he kept a close eye on this scholar, and when he looked intently, he could see more clearly that a short poem was written in the book: "Acacia" (excerpted from Wang Wei's "Acacia")

Red beans are born in the south, and a few are sent in spring.

May you pick more, this thing is the most lovely.

This poem was written hundreds of years ago by a poet surnamed Wang, who is said to have traveled to the South China Sea and made a friend who he wrote as a gift when he left.

But with the later recitation of the literati, the poem became more subtle and intriguing.

At this time, the scholar had no idea that he was being watched, he was just immersed in poetry, unable to extricate himself. As Alan stopped, Tu Fengnian and the others also stopped, Alan didn't say much, just raised his hand slightly, vaguely indicating that he was looking at the young scholar.

Seeing that the scholar was looking at the poetry book stupidly, muttering to himself, the three of them behaved differently: Qiao Sudian didn't even look at it, while Zhou Bulong had compassion in his eyes and recited the Buddha's horn in a low voice.

Tu Fengnian reacted the most, his age is naturally not too big among scholars, but so far, he has not received much systematic and targeted teaching and learning. He looked at the scholar's stupid appearance, how could he not think of himself?

When he was young, his father told him to read more, and he did, but he never went to school, and he didn't know why. Neither his father nor his mother seemed willing to let him go to school.

Later, he realized that the popularity rate of the school in Nanhai Country was low, and Mr. Xuetang's knowledge was also uneven, so his parents naturally didn't want him to go to the school.

Except for Mengxue in his childhood, he rarely met people of the same age. Even when it comes to the big lance, there are not many people like this, and even fewer can be as addicted to books as they are now.

Tu Fengnian, who had the intention of making friends, did not hesitate much, stepped forward and arched his hand: "This brother, do you still remember me? ”

The scholar was obviously stunned for a moment, then restrained his infatuation, stood up, his steps were still a little swaying, he bowed his hands, and said: "This little brother is polite, Wang is just a cloth coat, and there is not much ink in his stomach, it's rare that you can still remember me." ”

Tu Fengnian smiled again, not caring about the scholar's indifference, but seriously reported his name, and expressed his intention to make friends.

"It turns out that Brother Tu is a native of the south, and his surname is Wang, and his single name is a preposition. Now he is just a student, I didn't expect to be treated so politely, Wang is really flattered. ”

The wry smile on Wang Jie's expression was even stronger, and if I had to describe it in one word, it was - decay...... Fortunately, Tu Fengnian no longer cares about these, but is a little embarrassed.

The student is a very formal name, the big lance imperial examination is not complicated, the grading examination, there are five examinations, namely: the township examination, the government examination, the state examination, the meeting examination and the palace examination. Passing the county test can be called a child, and so on, they are students, lifters, tributes, and scholars. These titles are called literary talents and are very useful.

Scholars are also commonly known as Xiucai, although their knowledge is not very high, but they are also on the right track, and then they are geniuses, maybe they will be directly promoted to scholars, and officially enter the ranks of Confucian qi practitioners.

Therefore, for Tu Fengnian, who has no literary talent, Wang Jie can be regarded as a real senior. Tu Fengnian naturally didn't dwell on this question any longer, and instead asked about this lovesickness, and asked why Wang Jie liked this poem so much, but he never thought that he would poke a basket......

Chapter 42: The Story of Wang Jie

In a seemingly calm voice, but in fact hidden nostalgia and emotion, Alan and Tu Fengnian and others knew about the past named Wang Jie.

When he was a child, he liked to go out with his mother the most, in a yellowed memory, the little Wang Jie followed behind his mother, looking at the food stall, his mother took him to stop in front of a hawker's stall, and a lot of jewelry was placed on the thick linen, most of which were not in good condition, but in Wang Jie's eyes, they looked very beautiful. His mother also liked these cheap jewelry, and also bought him a jade pendant in the shape of a little tiger, which was the cheapest kind of goods, but Wang Jie liked it very much.

Later, when Wang Jie was older, his mother agreed to let him go out by himself, and sometimes gave him a few copper coins. There were not many pocket money in his hand, and he went out with a few copper coins for the first time, and he was very hesitant and didn't know what to buy.

On the bun spread, a basket of white bread was steaming, the scallion pancakes not far away were shiny, and the guy carrying ice water, the ice cubes in the bucket were clanging.

Just when he hesitated, a little girl held a piece of embroidered handkerchief, on which there were pieces of pastries, there were very fragrant osmanthus cakes, and warm glutinous mung bean cakes, all of which he had never eaten, so he swallowed his saliva gently, turned his head and bought a piece of scallion pancake, and ate it slowly, but he thought about the taste of those pastries.

Just as he was thinking about it, the little girl squatted beside him, and she had a good smell on her, as if tea was in full bloom.

"Do you want to eat? In exchange, you're going to have to give me this. The girl was generous, her eyes were staring at the scallion pancake in his hand, and Wang Jie's eyes became very flustered, but fortunately, she didn't fall behind in her mouth.

"Of course you can, but your pastries are much more expensive than mine, don't you think you're at a loss?" Wang Jie asked seriously, and the girl also replied seriously: "I don't feel at a loss, my family doesn't allow me to buy this kind of thing to eat, but I can change it, and you can remind me like this, I like it very much." By the way, my name is Sun Qianya, and my grandfather gave me the name, what about you?"

"My name is Wang Jie, and my father obtained it. Wang Jie ate a piece of mung bean cake as he wished, and Sun Qianya was also late for the fragrant scallion pancake.

In the next ten years, Wang Jie ate a lot of delicious pastries, and Sun Qianya also tasted the vulgar taste of the market, and the two were real friends, and even close friends.

It's a pity that Wang Jie is just a flat-headed commoner, and in the past ten years of getting along, even if he is sincere, he doesn't dare to show it.

Sun Qianya's elders didn't interfere much, because they knew very well the character of their juniors and would not do anything out of the ordinary, of course, the most important thing was that because of today's big lance, women have autonomy.

But the trouble is that Sun Qianya also has a different kind of emotion for Wang Jie. Because that day, the two best friends suddenly talked about love, different from the previous one, Wang Jie was secretive, and he didn't want to say more about it, but in the past ten years, Sun Qianya has never been rejected, she is a good girl who obeys the rules and etiquette in front of her parents, but in front of her friend Wang Jie, she is a wild monkey.

She can release herself to her heart's content, but in the matter of love, she can't. Wang Jieming secretly expressed this sentence, although he was sad in his heart, he still restrained himself, he hoped that Sun Qianya could accept it when he saw it.

The joke between the two people, if there are too many jokes, they will be taken seriously.

But will Sun Qianya restrain herself? She kept teasing Wang Jie, and even took it for fun, and even told Wang Jie some meat words out of nowhere, talking about his red face and red ears, and saying that he had run away from the wilderness.

Until one day.

"Sun Qianya, do you think this is fun? Don't you think it's funny when you say this?!"

"Yes! I think it's funny! Why, aren't you convinced?" Sun Qianya was yelled at by Wang Jie for the first time, to be honest, she was still a little confused, but she still instinctively fought back.

"You!" is unreasonable...... Wang Jieqi's face turned a little pale.

Sun Qianya was also a little angry, and said: "You are unreasonable, your whole family is unreasonable! What is wrong with me saying this, I am just curious about what is wrong with love and love, do you care about you!"

"You...... I ......", "Huhuhuhu" Wang Jie made some strange syllables in his mouth, and kept exhaling until he calmed down a little: "Sun Qianya, I really can't control it, okay." He tried to keep his calm, but he was ignited by a word.

"Hehe, you say don't care, I don't care, I want you to take care of it!"

"And what do you want!?"

"I want you to be my ...... all the time Scallion pancakes!"

............ Wang Jie was silent for a while, his face gradually became complicated, and he said: "No, you are a big family, I am just a poor talent, and I was only admitted not long ago...... We, not suitable for ......" are becoming more and more difficult.

Sun Qianya was also silent for a while, and her expression could not hide her disappointment: "So you just gave up on me like this!" After speaking, she turned around and left, the corners of her eyes sparkling.

Wang Jie stared blankly at the remaining embroidered handkerchief on the ground, on which were embroidered red beans, at this moment, it seemed that it was as dark red as blood......

This is the end of the story.

Wang Jie said slowly: "Now you know why I like the poem Acacia so much. ”

The four of them watched Wang Jie take out the red bean embroidered handkerchief, and were silent for a long time, and Zhou Bulong and Tu Fengnian's expressions changed the most......