I am born with insufficiency

Chapter 100 Cleaning the dust but not washing the heart ([-])
Chen Chuzhi was surprised, happy and embarrassed when he saw Gu Buquan, and he didn't know how he got into this situation?
"Hey, the fate is not good. I didn't expect to see my sister in such a downcast state after seeing Qingzhou Mansion again. It's really embarrassing."

Chen Chuzhi let out a long sigh.

It turned out that that day Chen Chuzhi hurriedly bid farewell to Gu Buquan and rushed to meet the old man's appointment, but because he wasted time in prison, the old man had gone to the capital alone.

He immediately set off and rushed to the capital, but he couldn't find his old friend. He was alone and had nowhere to go.

Unexpectedly, the inns in the capital city are much more expensive than those in Qingzhou, especially the storekeepers deliberately don’t give out rooms, saying that only expensive rooms are left. This makes Chen Chuzhi, who is not rich at all, worse. I can't eat, and I still owe the store two taels of silver.

After much deliberation, I had no choice but to help people write letters on the street for a while, in order to earn a meager salary, and then find a way to find a cheap place to live after I have enough food.

"My ancestral jade pen was supposed to write about the world, but it was a last resort to write letters for others. Who knows that writing letters for this generation is also so difficult. From sunrise to sunset, I couldn't write one or two letters. You can't earn a few copper coins."

Holding his ancestral jade pen, Chen Chuzhi shook his head with a wry smile.

"You are so hypocritical, a scholar. Since you are writing letters on behalf of others, you can write whatever they say. Why bother arguing with others?"

The counterfeit calligraphy and painting seller next to him was really hard to see, so he teased Chen Chuzhi with words.

"In my opinion, it would be easier to sell the jade pen for food and drink, so as not to hurt myself by writing letters for others."

"The jade pen is handed down from the ancestors, even if you starve to death, you won't sell it." Chen Chuzhi held the jade pen tightly, as if afraid of being snatched away.

"Like you, it's good to be able to write one or two letters a day. Auntie takes care of your business and is also your food and clothing parent. However, you are so ignorant of human feelings and have to argue with others." Calligraphers and painters talked endlessly.

"You sell your fake calligraphy and painting. What does it have to do with me writing letters to people?" Chen Chuzhi couldn't help being furious, and his face was red when he argued with the fake calligraphy and painting seller.

"What's wrong with me selling fake calligraphy and paintings? Song Buzui's authentic ones cost tens of thousands of taels of silver, what's wrong with selling my imitation ones for ten or eight taels of silver? Some people are willing to buy them, so be jealous!"

"A fake is a fake, and it's still selling for ten taels. If Song Buzui knows, he'll have to skin you." Chen Chuzhi also said unforgivingly.

The seller of fake calligraphy and paintings jumped up, and looked like he was about to fight, but was persuaded by everyone, and the noisy stall returned to calm.

"Sister Buquan wait a moment, this letter is finished."

Chen Chuzhi greeted Gu Buquan, but turned around, but still kept arguing with the aunt about a few words.

"If you can write, write it. If you can't write, I will find another stall. You are not the only one, but you have more rules? It's just a letter, not a scientific research. I can write like you. Do you understand?"

The aunt got angry, pointed at Chen Chuzhi's nose and cursed.

Chen Chuzhi paused the jade pen, "Auntie will find another place, and Xiaosheng will not write. I will return this piece of silver to you, and the stall will be collected."

The aunt picked up the broken silver and left cursing. Chen Chuzhi was so angry that he couldn't stop his stomach growling while saying that the aunt was "unreasonable".

Gu Buquan couldn't help shaking his head, with such a sour and rotten temper, no wonder he was hungry.

"I made my younger sister laugh." Chen Chuzhi looked helpless.

"Brother Chen has his own rules for doing things, so it's no surprise." Gu Buquan laughed.

After all, he was the Chen Chuzhi who would rather go to jail than reveal his whereabouts, so it was no surprise.

"Why is my incomplete sister here alone? Where's Brother Stupid? I remember that he and my sister are inseparable."

"Brother Chen has a bad memory. The one who is inseparable from him is the bell ringing girl, but Sun Xiaokong and Gui Xiaobao are inseparable from me."

Gu Buquan didn't want to mention this again, she looked around and saw that there was a noodle stall, so she dragged Chen Chuzhi over.

"Brother Chen, your book loaf was smashed in Qingzhou Mansion, and the book was lost. I'm sorry that I didn't read it. I treat my brother to eat noodles as an apology."

"That day, the elder brother left in a hurry and left the book beetle behind. How can we blame the younger sister? However, the elder brother still wants to eat."

Chen Chuzhi was not polite, and asked for two big bowls.

Just when he picked up the chopsticks and blew, and was about to eat, he saw a disheveled woman staggering towards her, her head fell into the noodle bowl and stopped moving.

Everyone scattered in shock.

"No way, Xiaosheng is so unlucky?"

Chen Chuzhi sighed.

The woman was lying motionless in the noodle bowl in a very weird posture, and everyone stared at it from a distance, not daring to take a step closer.

Only Gu Buquan went forward, lifted the woman's head from the noodle bowl, probed her nose again, there was still a breath left.

"Live."

She took a bowl of water and poured it down for the woman.

The woman coughed a few times, and she really came back to life, and the moment she opened her eyes, she rushed to the noodle bowl, grabbed the noodles and stuffed them into her mouth.

Looks very hungry.

"Eat slowly, drink some soup." Gu Buquan said.

The woman didn't bother to answer, she picked up the soup and gulped it down vigorously, then brought another bowl of noodles in front of her and squeezed it into her mouth vigorously.

Gu Buquan looked at her. Although her clothes were ragged and unkempt, she could still see that she had a very delicate face.

The woman stood up after eating and drinking, and said a deep blessing to Gu Buquan and Chen Chuzhi, with the proper etiquette, but shed tears before saying a word.

The woman claimed her maiden name was Ma, and she married Wang Zesheng, a very loving couple.

Less than a month after their wedding, Wang Zesheng bid farewell to her and went to Beijing to rush for the exam. Before leaving, he promised that no matter if he failed the exam, he would return home to spend time with her.

However, for unknown reasons, Wang Zesheng never returned, and it has been six years since then.

The parents in the family became ill due to longing, and both passed away, and because the Wang Ma family had nowhere to go, the same family members in the village took the opportunity to eat "extinct households" and drove Wang Ma family out of the house alone.

The water thrown by a married daughter will naturally not be taken in by her natal brother and sister-in-law.Madam Wang had nowhere to go, so she begged all the way to Beijing to find her husband.

It has been more than three years now, and I haven't heard any news about my husband, and I almost starved to death on the street.

"Not long after my husband came to Beijing, he sent a letter to his family, saying that he had met a nobleman, and he was willing to subsidize the various expenses of the scientific examination. He also repeatedly told me to wait at ease and return if I failed the examination, so that my family would not need to pay for the examination. I miss it, but I don’t want to, after that, there will be no news, no one will be born, no dead body will be seen.”

Wang Mashi took out a letter and talked and wept.

Chen Chuzhi couldn't help sighing: "Good word."

Gu Buquan didn't know calligraphy, but looking at the handwriting on the letter, it was indeed beautifully written, with every stroke just right, which was pleasing to the eye.

At this time, the fake calligraphy and painting seller came up again and said: "Is it because you met a noble lady and didn't want to go home? In my opinion, you'd better go back early, even if you find him, he won't go home with you."

"Yes, there are many people who abandon their wives and children for the sake of wealth and honor." Someone echoed.

The woman wept even more when she heard the words.

"I understand my husband, he is not that kind of person. Besides, even if he doesn't want me, he can't let go of his parents, right? Now that his parents are gone, he should go home and have a grave anyway."

"If you want to say that, then unless he is dead. A few days ago, the government office posted a portrait of an unknown man's corpse, but no one has claimed it yet. Why don't you go and have a look?"

This guy who sells fake calligraphy and painting is really disgusting, he didn't say a nice word in the beginning, so he was so angry that he wanted to beat him up.

But after thinking about it, she still grabbed Chen Chuzhi's pen and paper, and drew the extra male corpse in Luoyanpo from memory.

"Do you recognize him?"

Wang Mashi shook his head, "I haven't seen it, who is he?"

"Oh, then it's all right." Gu Buquan gave Wang Ma a sigh of relief as he gave Wang Zesheng a blank look, so there was still hope to find him.

"Miss, do you know this person?" asked the fake calligraphy and painting seller.

Gu Buquan suddenly regained his energy, and asked back, "Do you recognize it?"

The counterfeit calligraphy and painting seller shook his head and smiled, "If I knew him, I would have collected the reward and gone to drink. Why would I stay here to guard this small stall?"

The owner of the noodle stall said: "Young girl's painting is very good, it is exactly the same as the one posted in front of the government office. It is said that a dead body was found in Luoyanpo. A few days ago, the Shenhunsi and the people from Jingzhaofu asked this person from inn to inn and rewarded him. There is a lot of silver. However, there has been no sound in the past few days, and I don’t know if someone has recognized it.”

"Oh." Gu Buquan sat down discouraged.

After all, there is still no news about the male corpse.

Both the Jingzhao government office and the God arresting department dodged each other, and they didn't want to be more involved. They sent people to check everywhere, but they didn't make any progress, so they put the matter on hold.

Gu Buquan remembered that the scholar's clothes were of ordinary fabrics, and his family was not very well off, and he had to stay in an inn when he came to Beijing to catch the exam, but why didn't anyone in an inn recognize him?

It is impossible for a person to appear out of thin air. Is it true that no one knows him, or is there someone who knows him but is unwilling to recognize him?

hundred times.

(End of this chapter)