The county magistrate has no time to save the world

Chapter 119
It was dawn very early.

Qian Haoduo sent Tong'er to the Temple of Good and Evil early, and went to drag the person who froze to death last night.

The weather in the capital is getting colder and colder, and people freeze to death every day. On the streets and under bridges, you can often find drunks who drank too much and did not walk home, beggars who barely survived the winter, and even prostitutes who were frozen to death.

The mission of Qian Hao Duo is to take them all away and throw them outside the city. This job alone can earn a salary of three pennies a month and a meal of hot steamed buns.

After Tong'er arrived at the Temple of Good and Evil, he helped a few servants in the family make porridge, and began to serve people outside.

The weather is getting colder and colder, this evening hot porridge is a life-saving thing for poor people every morning.

Poor vagrants and down-and-out students are all waiting for this bowl of porridge.

Zheng Nian's mother stood at the gate of the temple and looked at the amount of money passing by, not only sighed, "This little girl is really miserable, she is still doing these irrelevant things after following Zheng Nian, where is the girl with a yellow flower going to pull the corpse early in the morning?" of?"

Zheng Xichun stood on the side leaning on a cane, nodded, "Last year the capital also froze to death, but it seems that there were not so many."

"It's getting colder and colder." Mom sighed.

Zheng Nian was going to take Tong'er to visit Daru today, and Chen Xuan'er had already washed and dressed. The two sat in the courtyard early and had breakfast, making preparations for visiting Daru.

The carriage was ready, the groom who was driving the carriage was sick and asked for leave today, Zheng Nian didn't worry about it, Jiang Ming had already arranged Zhang Buer and himself in the carriage.

When Zheng Nian saw Wolong and Fengchu getting into the car, he was in a bad mood, and buried his head in the car without saying a word.

It was Chen Xuan'er who actually struck up a conversation with Zhang Buer.

"Actually, I also have a lot of research on rouge. Sister-in-law, let me tell you that although your rouge powder rouge is expensive, the effect is not very good. It is not natural at all. I will give it to you tomorrow." Bring some good gouache, that kind of rouge is also expensive, Baozhai Building also sells good rouge, it is really beautiful on the face, I bought a lot for my wife."

"Are you married?" Chen Xuan'er asked in surprise.

"Not yet." Zhang Buer didn't blush at all, "It's just..."

Jiang Ming who was next to him hurriedly stopped him and said, "Just met once, he thought he liked him, and told me how beautiful his little fairy is. I guess it has nothing to do with him whether she is beautiful or not. This guy has to say he likes him to show up, sister-in-law, do you think he has a brain problem?"

"Hahaha." Chen Xuan'er thought Zhang Buer was very weird the first time she saw him, but now it seems that he can only be described as funny.

Chen Xuan'er is very interested in such weird and interesting people, she is very happy to make friends with such people, with such a friend, life will never be dull.

Zhang Buer snorted coldly, "You know what a ball, our emotions have broken through the shackles of the mortal world, don't use your ant-like eyes to look up at our radiant emotions, although we may not have said a word , but the communication in the eyes is already inclusive, and there is no need to use the communication methods of mortals to advance the relationship. When we meet next time, we must be like-minded and hug each other on the spot. I am ready!"

Jiang Ming and Chen Xuan'er looked at each other, but they really couldn't understand what he said.

Chen Xuan'er turned back and entered the carriage, "Zhang Lie... Zhang Buer is so interesting."

"You have time to peek into his head." Zheng Nian said.

"why?"

"No one who has had a cerebral thrombosis for ten years can't say such a thing." Zheng Nian sighed.

Chen Xuan'er stared in bewilderment.

Following the address to Minfang in Changle County, there is a very large school here, with a towering main entrance, four or five people high, and 64 door nails with brilliant luster.

There are four characters on the door plaque.

【Soosi Academy】

Looking at the carriage parked at the door, the two schoolchildren naturally felt that this group of people had extraordinary identities.

To be able to ride a carriage in the capital, money alone is not enough.

Zheng Nian got out of the car, accompanied Chen Xuan'er and Tong'er to the door, and said respectfully, "Magistrate of Chang'an County, Zheng Nian, brought his family to visit the famous teacher. I don't know if Hongru is here today."

A schoolboy returned the salute with a smile, "The teacher is in the mansion."

"Students are visiting for the first time, and they don't know the etiquette. I want to take the next child to learn from a teacher, so please give me some advice." Zheng Nian had already organized his language, and asked again politely.

"Sir, there is no need to be formal. The teacher has a training today. Those who come by horse or carriage can enter the inner courtyard from the east through the main gate. After crossing the Changhe Bridge, the teacher is already waiting there." Another student said, "Please just go ahead." .”

Zheng Nian thanked the two schoolboys, and led Chen Xuan'er and Tong'er to the courtyard. At this time, Zhang Buer and Jiang Ming had already settled the carriage and followed from the side door.

"I was lucky enough to come to Cao Daru's hometown once to talk about poetry in the Communist Party of China. I knew that this person was extraordinary, but I didn't see him in the end. I just watched his learning experience and felt so full of energy and blood that I couldn't appreciate the deep meaning at all. Leave angrily." Zhang Buer said.

Zhang Buer's biggest advantage is that he doesn't boast wildly or foolishly, and selectively shows weakness, unlike some officials with the surname Qin of Jing Zhaoyin, who always boast about everything, as if he is the best in the world.

"The person who can be called a great Confucian is naturally not an ordinary person. Isn't there a legend about it? The word "Great Confucianism" means that ordinary people have attained the Tao." Chen Xuan'er said happily.

"That's natural. Those who can comprehend the word Great Confucianism are no longer ordinary people. If they can really comprehend some truth, then they are really geniuses. We can't be jealous if our ancestors give us food. "

Zhang Buer touched his bald head and said, "Everyone has his own aspirations, and there is no need to force them."

Both of them were trying to reassure Tong'er not to be too nervous, even if he was not favored by the great Confucianism, it didn't matter.

At this time, Tong'er seemed to be grasping at the last straw, fearing that he would be rejected after coming here, not only stayed up late last night to read Confucian classics, but even recited them silently in the car.

Everyone could clearly see the tense expression.

A group of people crossed the Changhe Bridge and saw an elegant pavilion. The pavilion was covered by curtains. If there were two figures inside, although it looked strange, everyone knew that it was the place of the Great Confucianism, so they didn't go there. guess more.

There are two groups of people standing outside the pavilion, on the left is a young man, about fourteen or fifteen years old, holding a folding fan in his hand, and he looks like he is not from the academy.

On the right is a woman covered with a bamboo hat and a girl standing in front of her. The girl is not very old, that is, about the size of a child. She is dressed in a pink padded jacket and tied with six braids. With an invincible expression.

Zheng Nian and the others walked over slowly and stood behind the two groups without making a sound.

It is estimated that they are the only ones who visited Cao Daru today, thinking of the road that the schoolboy at the door said that everyone who rides in a carriage takes, Zheng Nian does not dare to bother him.

People who can ride a carriage in the capital are not ordinary people.

And he belongs to the most ordinary of non-ordinary people.

Several people stopped in front of the pavilion, when they heard a voice hanging from the tent inside the pavilion saying, "Everyone is here, the first test can begin. If a master wants to find a disciple, he needs to choose from those who came from the main gate. What do you think about this matter? All students who take the test can answer."

As soon as the words fell, the little girl in pink with six braids said in a pretty voice, "Mr. is a great Confucianist in the world, and he must choose from among the people to choose his disciples. Riding a carriage is a symbol of status in the capital, and this method can be used to select students." It is really a wise man's action to go to most of the household goods."

"Okay." The student boy with a hanging voice said only one word.

At this time, the young man holding a paper fan smiled and said, "In my humble opinion, sir is not a person who is divided into classes and does not see the light and the dark. Therefore, the students think that the Confucianist knows the destiny of heaven, that today's disciples come here in a sedan chair, so they save time and effort, and meet us, so knowing the law of heaven's will is the fundamental."

"Okay." The student in the hanging voice said another word.

Finally came Tonger.

Zheng Nian patted him on the shoulder, showing a warm smile, "Don't be afraid, just say whatever you think."

Tong'er nodded, took a step forward, put his hands behind his back, closed his eyes, and tried very hard to amplify his voice, "I think it's luck!"

"Luck?" The schoolboy in the pavilion was startled.

Everyone around snickered.

"Yes!" Tong'er opened his eyes this time, took a deep breath and said, "When my master was selecting the servants, he just held the roster of [-] people in his hand, and without even looking at it, he assigned more than half of the people. Go, he said 'this is luck, the other half is bad luck, I only want that half'."

"So I think it's luck. Since Confucianism pays attention to luck, this is luck."

Everyone was dumbfounded, but the schoolboy snickered too, humming and laughing, "Okay, okay...well...hehehe...since...hehe...you can't wait...I...I... "

After a while, the schoolboy came over slowly and said, "Please have some tea."

As he spoke, a schoolboy walked out of the inner hall, holding three cups of tea in his hands, handed them out, and handed them to the three test-taking disciples respectively.

Zhang Buer quietly leaned beside Zheng Nian, and said in a low voice, "Isn't this Tonger's brain not working well? Why don't we go, shame on Daru, and the whole capital will know tomorrow."

"Aren't you a respectable person, are you afraid of wool?" Zheng Nian asked.

Zhang Buer made an extremely ugly grimace and stepped aside.

"Since the three of you have tasted tea, why don't you talk about tea?" the student in the tent asked again in a low voice.

"This tea is West Lake Longjing. Drinking Longjing tea has four major taboos. One is to avoid fasting, which is taught by my husband. I am eager for quick success and quick benefits. The second is to avoid strong tea. This is my teacher's teaching. I do not know how to do things. Don't let it go just because the tea is good. into the soak."

"Three avoiding hot tea is taught by my husband, don't rush to reap the results of things, and proceed step by step. Fourth avoid cold tea, taught by my husband, to do things..."

"Have a good memory!" Zhang Buer said first.

The little girl with six braids turned her head viciously and glared.

Zhang Buer immediately hid behind Zheng Nian, sticking out his tongue.

"Okay!" The schoolboy didn't let the little girl continue talking.

"I think the key to this tea is not the tea itself, but the teacup. It is this porcelain bowl of clear tea, but the ordinary porcelain bowl contains the best Longjing tea in the world. One or two of this tea is worth 12 taels, and it is purchased by the people. The best tea. Mr. means that no matter how much knowledge you have, no matter how much connotation you have, you should concentrate on learning, don’t raise yourself, and always remember that you are just this ordinary porcelain bowl.”

"Good!" the schoolboy laughed.

It was Tong'er again, and he had already drank the tea, so he put the tea bowl on the table, thought for a while before saying, "I think it's been so long by car, sir thinks I'm thirsty, so I can drink it." order tea..."

This time the schoolboy couldn't hold back any longer, and actually laughed out loud.

Chen Xuan'er covered her forehead and looked at Zheng Nian, "Is it...wrong?"

Zheng Nian looked calm, "You don't understand the essence through the appearance."

"Oh..." Chen Xuan'er was even more confused.

Tong'er gave Zheng Nian a puzzled look.

Zheng Nian gave Tong'er a firm look.

(End of this chapter)