Prime Minister

Chapter 14 Pancakes
Zhang Yue chased out of the thatched hut, watched his brother's back fade away, and finally disappeared by the stream.

"Reluctant to leave home." The old gentleman said behind Zhang Yue with a smile.

For such a teacher, Zhang Yue actually didn't have much respect in his heart, just nodded.

Guo Xueyan didn't think he was embarrassed, and said to himself: "Yao is the king of the world.

How can Zhang Yue understand what Guo Xuejin is talking about at the level of the three high-level consummations?All I know is that Yao lived in a simple, thatched hut when he was king in the world.

Guo Xuejia called out, "Lame slave!"

Then a footman who was dragging his legs one high and one low walked into the house, standing there with his head bowed without answering.

Guo Xueyan didn't care either: "Take him to the right room, clean up, and he will live here in the future."

The lame slave stood in front of Zhang Yue, and Zhang Yue looked at his face as if he hadn't washed it for months, and felt uneasy in his heart.

Just like beggars from Qi have two wives?Are they too poor to eat, sir, and have servants?There are so many strange things in the world.

Zhang Yue followed the lame slave to the thatched hut on the right.

But seeing a teenager studying at a desk, Zhang Yue immediately stood up and saluted.

Zhang Yue glanced at the young man, his face was somewhat similar to Guo Xueyan, thinking of the woman's sentence Lin Er, he thought that it was Guo Xueyan's son.

"You are Zhang Yue," Guo Lin greeted Zhang Yue, "We will study in this classmate together in the future."

"Ok."

Zhang Yue saw that the hut was very simple, and there was no decent bedding. With two bamboo beds placed, there was almost no space for the two fir tables.

What kind of maozi is not built, and the rafters are not cut off.

He is clearly in the situation of Du Fu's "The Thatched Cottage is Broken by the Autumn Wind".

The mountain wind was pulling the broken window paper mounted on the window lattice, making a slight rustling sound, Zhang Yue was speechless when he looked at the poor conditions of the hut.

Zhang Yue put his luggage on the bamboo bed, but after hearing a creak, it turned out that the bamboo bed was lame like this lame slave.

Seeing Zhang Yue's expression, Guo Lin hurriedly brought utensils to the feet of the bamboo mattress.

"Why isn't this bed against the wall, not even with the wall, it's crooked in the middle of the open space, can't it be put aside?" Zhang Yue couldn't help but ask.

Guo Lin only laughed awkwardly when he heard this.

After being busy for a while, Guo Lin smiled at Zhang Yue and said, "In the beginning, it was definitely not better than home, but I got used to it after living for two days. On weekdays, my father taught me to read. You must have good knowledge from the city, and I will ask you for advice in the future."

"Don't dare." Zhang Yue said dully.

In the evening, thunder rolled and a torrential rain fell on the mountains.It rained heavily at the beginning, and the smell of earth mixed with the mountains drifted into the house.

This is really 'the bedside house leaks without drying, the rain is like numbness and the feet are not cut off', this thatched cottage is really leaking.Guo Lin took a few earthen pots and placed them in front of Zhang Yue's bed, holding rainwater.

Seeing that the rain line precisely avoided the bed and fell into the earthen basin, Zhang Yue finally understood why his bamboo bed was placed crookedly in the center. Facing this scene, he lost his words again.

Guo Lin looked at Zhang Yue in a trance, and reminded: "You go to the water tank on the cottage in a while and use a gourd scoop to scoop up water. Don't drink the water in the earthen basin."

Do you think I'm looking at the earthen pot because I'm thirsty?Nima!
Zhang Yue said weakly, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

He had a preliminary evaluation of this Senior Brother Guo. He was very honest and simple and honest, but he must also be very boring.

Soon Guo Xuejia's Hun family brought two bowls of hot rice porridge and handed them to Zhang Yue and Guo Lin respectively.Looking at this porridge with clear soup and little water, there is no doubt that this is what Zhang Yue brought today.

"What's for dinner?" Zhang Yue asked casually.

"Night?" Guo Lin, who was drinking porridge next to him, raised his head with surprise on his face.

Zhang Yue covered his face with his hands, it turned out that he only ate two meals a day, and his hard school days really came.

However, Guo Xueyan didn't hold anything, Guo Lin ate and lived with himself, and also drank this bowl of clear porridge.As for the lame slave, Zhang Yue looked at the other party squatting under the wall to drink porridge. There was at least something in his own porridge, while the other party's porridge was full of soup.

Zhang Yue still couldn't understand how the Guo Xuejia family was so poor, how could they still support servants.The food was not full. Zhang Yue and his second generation had lived for such a long time, and it was the first time that he tasted the taste of starvation.

The rain in the mountains always came and went quickly, and the sky was still cloudy just now, but now the clouds have cleared and the rain has stopped.Zhang Yue was a little sullen, so he simply went out of the house and went down the mountain to take a walk by the stream.

After the rain, there is the smell of earth. The full moon leaps over the top of the mountain, and through the gap in the pine forest, the moonlight sprinkles on Zhang Yue's head.

The cold stream slapped the beach rocks repeatedly. Zhang Yue looked at the bright moon reflected in the middle of the stream. At this moment, he was full of thoughts. If he walked along the stream, he could return to his home in the county seat.

At this moment, Zhang Yue was a little homesick, thinking about his brother and Qiu Er, and the feeling of loneliness flooded into his heart.The idea of ​​escaping home at night has been lingering in his mind, but in the end Zhang Yue turned his head and walked back to the hut.

Guo Lin was still sitting on a fir table reading at night, with an oil lamp lit on the table. As for the 'books', they were actually bamboo paper produced in Jianyang. On weekdays, Guo Lin took it from someone else and wrote it down on the paper to read.

Zhang Yue glanced at it, Guo Lin's handwriting was very beautiful, there was no ink on the scroll, and he felt that he was someone who had read books for several years.

Seeing this, Zhang Yue had a little confidence in Guo Xueyan.

Seeing Zhang Yue walk aside, Guo Lin was a little shy.Zhang Yue understood the other party's mood. In the past, when he wrote his own essay, he didn't like others to watch it when it was not finished.

Zhang Yue walked to the side and raised his head, the roof still had sporadic rain falling into the earthen basin one after another.

"Yes, can you pee in the basin when you wake up at night?"

But seeing Guo Lin panicked: "Junior Brother knows?"

Don't ask me how I know, because my brother is also here.

Zhang Yue laughed twice, then lay on his back with a big character. He took out a quilt from the quilt he brought home and was about to cover him, but a small bag of heavy things fell out of the quilt.

Zhang Yue calmly glanced at Guo Lin.

Seeing that Guo Lin was still concentrating on his studies, Zhang Yue turned his back and opened the cloth bag, but saw that there was always a lot of money inside.

You don't have to guess to know that Zhang Shi left it for himself!

At this moment, Zhang Yue's eyes were slightly red, and he carefully hid the cloth bag close to him.

The mountains, the sound of the rain, the pine waves, the thatched hut, and the solitary lantern were all mixed together to create a different kind of mind, and then he unknowingly fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Yue got up angrily to fight mosquitoes, slapped blood!On the other hand, Guo Lin slept soundly.

Are these mountain mosquitoes deceiving?Bite me all the way!

Zhang Yue was full of anger, went to the earthen basin beside Guo Lin's bed and put some water in it. Looking at the moonlight, it was really yellow and full of anger.Zhang Yue went to Guo Lin's bed and turned around again, and said to himself as he looked, "Where is it? Where is it?"

In the end, Zhang Yuezhen found half a piece of cake on Guo Lin.

"I just thought that you would be hungry if you didn't eat until midnight." Zhang Yue said, and took a bite of the pancake.

"What kind of rotten cake, it's dry and has no taste at all." After Zhang Yue finished eating, his stomach felt a little better.

The next day, Zhang Yue was awakened by the sound of reading aloud.

Zhang Yue put on his clothes and went out to see that it was just dawn, and the cottage was already full of children.

Guo Xuejun is teaching children to recite the scriptures.

Zhang Yue looked around, but saw Guo Xueji slowly paced behind his hands behind his back, dragging his clogs while closing his eyes and chanting slowly.

The sound of the clogs being dragged and the pedantic chanting of the sutras had a different rhythm.There were only twos and threes of the boys under the grass hut, who followed Guo Xueyan and chanted the scriptures seriously.

A boy shook his head and imitated Guo Xuejun, which made the boys on the side burst into laughter.

Guo Xueyan glanced at it, but he didn't get angry at all, and continued to chant the scriptures.

Hearing the sound of reading, Zhang Yue stopped for a moment. At first, he thought it was a little funny, but then he also felt very boring and walked away.

He strolled around, but saw a mountain pass behind the pine forest. There were hundreds of families living in the mountain pass, and in the distance was farmland surrounded by streams.

Pucheng has seven mountains, two waters and one field. There are few fields and many people, so the mountains are remote, but as long as the place is a little flatter, there are people.

'There is no idle land in the world, and farmers starve to death'.

Zhang Yue sat on the boulder with his hands on his head, looking up at the sky and couldn't help thinking, Guo XueJun is not like a teacher at all, he can't restrain his students, it's no wonder that none of his students are good. As for these boys' parents, they are probably the same as my brother The same mind covets the cheapness of the cultivation, and this is why I study under his door.

After studying like this for three years, I didn't even know a few words. I'm afraid I can't even write a decent article, let alone get out of this mountain.But if you think about it carefully, as an ordinary person, living in such an unworldly country, there is nothing wrong with living a life.In this life, people do not have to be obsessed with getting ahead, just like the leisurely white clouds in the mountains.

But Zhang Yue thought about it carefully and was a little unwilling.

Zhang Yue got up from the stone and walked down the mountain. There was only a food shop at the beginning and end of the village.Zhang Yue bought some sweet and delicious flower cakes in his arms and returned to the thatched hut.

When Guo Xueyan came to teach, Shi Tongzi had left to help the family with some farm work.He came to the East House to test Zhang Yue's knowledge.

"Memorize the surnames of hundreds of families first." Guo Xueji said.

This is not difficult for Zhang Yue, who has been studying Mongolian school for three years, to memorize it.

After reciting the entire text, Guo Xueji corrected several mispronunciations.

Then Guo Xueyan tested the thousand-character script again.

After Zhang Yue recited it, Guo Xueyan asked a few more allusions from the book.Zhang Yue could only answer based on the original owner's memory, some knew, some didn't.

Guo Xuejin immediately explained the allusions in the text carefully with Zhang Yue, and then said: "Although you have memorized the text well, but the meaning is not clear, but the meaning is not clear, after all, the text is not clear."

"You silently recite the thousand-character essay, copying as you write, how about I test you again tomorrow?"

Zhang Yue said in his heart, copying books is just copying books, there is no reason for teachers and students to discuss.

When Guo Xueyan saw Zhang Yue's agreement, he kicked his clogs and left.

Zhang Yue thought to himself, I came to study the classics, not to read thousand-character texts, so let's go to sleep first.

After saying that, Zhang Yue lay on the bamboo bed and fell asleep, and it was already dark when he woke up.But seeing that Guo Lin was already reading hard at the desk with the lamp lit.

"Junior Brother, good evening!"

"Well...Senior brother, you can do it yourself!"

It was already dark, and among the three thatched huts, only Guo Lin and Zhang Yue had an oil lamp lit, which could be described as extravagant.

Zhang Yue couldn't help but think of a poem. When he grows old, his fame and fame become sparse, and he rides a thin horse alone to travel long distances.When the lonely village arrives at Xiao, there are still lights, and I know that there are people reading at night.

In these years, apart from studying, no one would be extravagant to light a lamp at night, so the ancients also called the bursary money as the money.It's no wonder why the ancients hated sleeping during the day so much, and they didn't go to study during the day. Do they have to turn on the lights to read at night?Isn't this a waste of money?
Zhang Yue thought about his homework for today, picked up a stack of bamboo papers and placed them on the table opposite Guo Lin, copying books while taking advantage of some lights.

Guo Lin asked cautiously, "Junior Brother, last night... last night, was the pancake by my bed..."

"Huh?" Zhang Yue raised his eyebrows and continued to copy at his desk.

"Junior brother, it's not that I don't want you to eat... This is because I saved my own money, and I'm very hungry when I read and eat cakes in the middle of the night. I still have some, tonight let's..."

Zhang Yue held a pen in his right hand, and with his left took out a large oil-paper bag from his arms and threw it on Guo Lin's head.

Guo Lin caught it in a hurry: "What is this?"

Zhang Yue smiled: "I ate your pancakes last night, and I'll invite you today!"

Guo Lin looked complicated.

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"Then that pot of urine by my bed last night..."

"no!"

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(End of this chapter)