Great Tang Dynasty

Chapter 212
The snow in Chang'an is getting bigger and bigger, which makes people feel incredible.

This is the first snow this winter, the first snow is so heavy, there is really a problem.

Qin Tian sat in the carriage with his neck curled up, the cold seemed to be everywhere, even if he was covered by the carriage, he was still too cold.

The carriage went slower and slower, and the sound of wind and snow outside, as well as the sound of street vendors could be faintly heard.

Although it is very cold, there are still many people who have to do business in such weather in order to survive.

When Qin Tian was walking like this, a voice suddenly came from in front of him: "Write the letter, write the letter... oh..."

Oops, it's a bit long, and it also has a hint of sadness.

Qin Tian's carriage stopped immediately.

"what happened?"

The coachman said: "Young master, a scholar bumped into our carriage."

Hearing this, Qin Tian frowned slightly. As soon as he opened the curtain of the car, he saw a thinly dressed man lying on the ground. He kept shaking his legs. Because of being touched.

Seeing Qin Tian coming out, the scholar immediately yelled: "What is it that I hit your carriage? It was obvious that you hit me, and now you hurt me, so hurry up and pay for the medical expenses..."

The scholar's words flickered, his cheeks were flushed, his thin body was lying on the ground shivering, because there was snow on the ground, it was too cold, he wanted to prop up his body, but he was afraid of being seen through, so he could only bear it like this.

Qin Tian glanced at the scholar, and suddenly found it funny, because the scholar's acting skills were too clumsy, and he was not in the state of touching porcelain at all.

Qin Tian shook his head and said to the coachman, "Give him some money."

The coachman was puzzled, and said: "Young Master, we didn't hit him, he did it himself, obviously he was trying to extort money."

Qin Tiandao: "I know that if a scholar doesn't really have no choice, he probably wouldn't do such a thing. Give him money."

Qin Tian is not a stingy person, at least he is not particularly stingy in many things.

It's just a little money to a down and out scholar, it's nothing to him at all.

The coachman curled his lips, took out a handful of copper coins from his body, and handed them to the scholar: "My son is a nice person, I don't mind you, just take it and go."

The scholar listened to Qin Tian's words just now, but at this moment the coachman handed over the money, he was suddenly embarrassed to accept it.

In fact, things were exactly as Qin Tian said, if he wasn't really cold and hungry, and no one asked him to write a letter, he really wouldn't have made such a bad move.

"What are you doing in a daze, quickly pick up the money and leave, don't delay my son's return home." Seeing the scholar's hesitation, the coachman got a little impatient, and directly stuffed the money into his arms.

The scholar was stunned, and quickly got up from the ground, cupped his hands to Qin Tian and said, "My lord, I can write and count, I don't know if you need Mr. Accountant or something, this is my repayment for you."

The scholar seemed to suddenly come to his senses.

He knew that if he just accepted the money for no reason, then he would be a real loser, and even if he became prosperous in the future, it would become a black spot in his life.

But if he does something for Qin Tian, ​​it is considered a reward.

Qin Tian glanced at the thin scholar, and then waved his hands. He doesn't need the accountant. The two wives in the family are very strict about the accounts, and they completely do the accountant's job.

To hire another accountant to go back, it is purely to let him eat for free.

But he doesn't like supporting idlers, at least he doesn't know what to ask this scholar to do at home.

After Qin Tian waved his hand, the coachman got into the carriage and continued to drive forward. The scholar was a little anxious when he saw this, and hurriedly chased after him: "I don't know how to call you, please leave your name. I will wait until my horse Zhou develops." , thank you very much."

The scholar was chasing after him while shouting, Qin Tian was shocked when he heard it in the carriage, and quickly ordered: "Stop."

The driver was puzzled, why did he suddenly stop again?

The scholar chased after him, Qin Tian looked at him who was out of breath, and asked, "What's your name?"

The scholar said: "It's the week of dismounting!"

Qin Tian's eyes narrowed slightly. This is Li Shimin's exceptionally admitted kid from a poor family. During the Zhenguan period, he was a brilliant figure. Qin Tian never expected to meet him on such an occasion.

"So your name is Ma Zhou, let's get in the car together."

But Ma Zhou was puzzled again: "What does the young master mean?"

"Well, in Xia Qintian, after the spring of next year, my Qin Family Village plans to set up a private school. Seeing that you are a scholar, how about being a gentleman? Don't worry, the salary will not be lower, and if you take the imperial examination, everything you need, I I've packed it for you."

Ma Zhou is definitely a potential stock, and Qin Tian intends to win him over first. After he said this, the coachman was a little surprised, and Ma Zhou's mouth grew even bigger.

You said you didn't need me just now, why did you suddenly need it again?

But Ma Zhou was even more shocked by Qin Tian's name.

Qin Tian, ​​the Qin Tian he had always wanted to know, unexpectedly turned out to be the young man in front of him.

"It turns out that you are the young master Qin who has written what is on your mind, and you have admired him for a long time..." Ma Zhou was a little eloquent, and his admiration was really palpable.

Qin Tian didn't expect that he already had fans, and it was Ma Zhou, but being blown by the cold wind, he didn't care to listen to Ma Zhou's continuation.

"Are you coming up or not?"

When Qin Tian said this, Ma Zhou shivered suddenly, and realized that he was standing in the snow enduring the cold wind. He trembled all over again, and without any hesitation, he got into the carriage immediately.

The carriage was relatively warmer, Qin Tian glanced at him, and handed him the fur coat on his lap.

"I can't, I can't..."

"If all the scholars are as pedantic as you, this Tang Dynasty is really hopeless." Qin Tian cast a glance at him, and said again: "Just bring out the mentality of touching porcelain before, and you're welcome with me."

As he spoke, Qin Tian threw the clothes to Ma Zhou, and Ma Zhou quickly took them and put them on his body.

"Thank you, Mr. Qin, I have always wanted to discuss poetry with Mr. Qin, and now I meet Mr. Qin by chance, and I finally have the opportunity..."

As Ma Zhou was speaking, Qin Tian suddenly yawned: "I just came out of the palace, I'm very tired, and you also know that I'm not a scholar, so it's fine to discuss poetry, coachman, hurry up."

After speaking, Qin Tian fell asleep, what a joke, he was not in the mood to discuss poetry with Ma Zhou, it was so boring.

Seeing Qin Tian like this, Ma Zhou didn't think too much about it, thinking that Qin Tian was really tired in the palace, so he didn't continue, and sitting beside him suddenly became much quieter, for fear of making any noises that would affect Qin Tian's rest .

The carriage continued to walk, and the snow outside was getting heavier.

(End of this chapter)