Nightfall Chapter 95: Songyan washes the new urn

When the old man returned to Old Bi Zhai in Lin 47 Lane, Sang Sang was still squatting in front of the stove, frowning at the burning firewood, and concentrating on the divine arts he had learned on weekdays.

"Let's eat," the old man said.

Sangsang had been in a trance before, but he didn't notice that the old man had been away for a while. He stood up in a daze, looked at the edge of the old man wet by the snow, vaguely understood something, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up. Started and smiled.

The old man also smiled and sat down by the table.

Sangsang didn’t ask him what he did when he left Laobi Zhai. He served him a bowl of rice, then heated the yellow croaker, and put the fattest piece on the pile of rice in his bowl. Drizzled a spoonful of delicious steaming soup.

"What dishes did Aunt Wu make at noon?"

"Garlic and lettuce."

Sangsang asked: "Is it delicious?...

The old man replied: "It's OK...but I don't understand why I didn't put salted fish in the dishes."

Sangsang raised his head and asked in confusion: "Why do you want to put salted fish?"

The old man was puzzled. He looked at her little face and said: "But you put it when you made the lettuce last time."

Sangsang lowered his head and said, "When the young master made lettuce, he didn't even have garlic."

The old man was startled, and sighed with emotion: "Well, I remember..." The green vegetables that I ate in Taoist temples were hard to see even the oil. I don't know what happened. Some covet these outside enjoyment. "

"Master said that it is easy to change from frugality to luxury, and it is difficult to gain from extravagance. Everyone is the same...Teacher, you don't need to blame yourself."

Sangsang comforted him.

As soon as it was dark on the second day, the old man got up, folded the bedding on the table carefully, put it back in the corner behind the shelf, and then opened the door of the old Bi Zhai shop, looking at the morning light in the distance, squinting Opened his eyes.

Last night, Sangsang replied Ning Que’s sentence "From frugality to luxury is easy, and from luxury to frugality is difficult..." Inexplicably touched him... He found that he was a bit too coveted to live in the old pen , Actually forgot to look for the shadow of the dark night.

In the morning, the hot and sour noodle soup was eaten. When the old man was going to carve the bowl after eating, Sangsang motioned to her to let the old man go to rest. The old man smiled and said that he was going to go out for a stroll today and might not be back for dinner at noon.

"It's okay to go out for shopping...it's not a problem to be bored at home all day."

Sangsang thought for a while, took out a small piece of silver from his belt and handed it to him, and told him, "I want to sit in a tea shop when I’m tired of shopping. Don’t bear the money, just don’t go too far, if you don’t remember. Don’t be embarrassed to ask people when you’re on your way. The people in Chang’an are very enthusiastic... It’s really not possible. You can find a gambling shop and report the name of Fourth Master Qi, and someone will send you back."

The old man was afraid of the female disciple's nagging, took the broken silver and put it in his arms carefully, and then went out again and again.

Leaving Lin Forty-Seven Lane... He went all the way north, from the East City through the imperial palace and out of the Xuanwu Gate, out of Chang'an City, and came to a hill covered by winter snow in the north of the city. Climbing high and looking into the distance...Naturally, he could see the extreme distance. The old man looked towards the north in silence, only to see that the morning star was dim, and it seemed to be gradually melted into his bright body by the brilliance of Haotian.

Shallow fine snow accumulates on the plum branches in Nanmen Guanhou Garden.

Guo Shi Li Qingshan lazily leaned on the window sill, looking at the snow on the plum branches and the buds that never seemed to bloom, suddenly coughed violently, and the cough echoed in the quiet Taoist temple, which sounded extremely painful.

Let go of the handkerchief covering his lips. The snow-white handkerchief was covered with bright red blood like plum blossoms. He glanced at the plum outside the window in irritation and reprimanded: "It should be opened in winter but never opened. Master Tao first open a few flowers."

The Taoist aunts at Nanmen stood silently outside the hall, their faces full of worry, but no one dared to enter.

He Mingchi came over with the medicine bowl and motioned to a senior sister to take away the yellow paper umbrella under her armpit, walked onto the dark and smooth paulownia floor, walked behind Li Qingshan and said in pain, "Master, you can't It's time to start the divination."

Li Qingshan took the medicine bowl and slowly drank it, folded the blood-stained handkerchief, wiped off the concoction left on his beard, looked at his most beloved disciple, said with a blank expression: "Wei Guangming appeared last night After I got out, I was still in the city of Chang'an. The location was limited to the three squares, but there was a vague meaning of leaving. This matter must be hurry up."

He Mingchi took the medicine bowl and said: "The military department and the Tianshu department have already begun preparations, but they are only worried about disturbing the person, so they have not searched the streets north of Xiangfang for the time being. Now only Uncle Uncle is there. ."

Thinking that Senior Brother was looking for the powerful and terrifying guy in the East City alone at this time, Li Qingshan nodded after being silent for a long time. Without saying anything, he waved his hand to signal the people outside the hall to disperse, and the disciple retreated.

A black carriage is driving slowly on the streets of Chang’an East City. If you don’t get close to see or even touch it with your hands, it’s hard to find that the carriage is made of steel, and there are some complicated and unspeakable engravings on it. Meaningful lines, the specially-made wheels rolling on the hard stone road rumbling, appearing heavy.

Master Yan Se in the carriage leaned against the soft seat between Jinxiu, and the gaze from the triangular eyes searched greedily for the trace of the great priest through the curtains. There was no weight on the old and wretched face.

If you really can meet, then you can fight, if you can’t beat the opponent, you will die. It’s not too important to pass your breath. As long as it is a person, there will be a day, not to mention the old man. I have a descendant.

The cornices of the spring breeze pavilion newly built by Yilian Tao passed by the window, Master Yan Se suddenly thought of Chao Xiaoshu, and then of his disciple who had no news when he left. That disciple was a student on the second floor of the academy. The master naturally I was too lazy to worry about his safety, just thinking that there might not be a chance to meet again, and I still feel a bit regretful.

At this moment, he remembered that before Ning Que left Chang'an City, he had carefully asked himself to help take care of the little maid named Sangsang, but he was busy with that these days and he had forgotten to see... …Old Dao shook his head, thinking that Xie Ran just happened to be looking for the old guy in the East City today, and it would be okay to take a look after finishing the business.

The first person who came to Lao Bi Zhai today was not Master Yan Se, nor an old man who returned from looking north outside Chang'an City...but a...young fat man, when the fat man jumped from the carriage, Although the street slabs of Lane 47 didn't tremble like an earthquake, the flesh beside his round face had been rippling for a long time.

The young fat man pushed open the closed door of the old Bi Zhai shop and sat down in Ning Que's usual armchair. Feeling the meat around his thighs caught in a bit of pain, he murmured angrily, and then shouted loudly. : "Take tea."

He really didn't think of himself as an outsider.

Sangsang is preparing yellow bacon with pine branches in the backyard...This is the craft she just learned from Aunt Wu. She is about to make a few dozen kilograms and give Ning Que a surprise. Suddenly, she heard a shout from Tao Mian... I’ve been closed recently. I was surprised by the mosquitoes. I took a towel... I walked into the front bunk while wiping my hands and closed the door as soon as possible

The young fat man watched that the thin black maid who came by was actually ignoring herself... First, he went to close the shop door. He was slightly startled, then frowned and said, "The shop door is closed during the day, what do you do? Business?"

Sangsang explained: "If the shop door is open, the threshold will be trampled by someone who comes to **** the post."

The young fat man was stunned, thinking that it was indeed the truth. He had forgotten Ning Que’s famous name in Chang’an...Looking at the little maid and asked: "My name is Chen Pipi, have you ever heard Ning Que said?"

Sangsang didn't mean to be surprised when he heard the name, Weifu saluted and said: "Sangsang has seen Master Chen."

Chen Pipi rubbed the meaty and cute round chin, looked up and down the thin little girl, Shen Tao, and suddenly shook her head and said, "It makes sense for Ning Que to ask me to take care of... You can see that you are not a mundane person, but you are still too credulous after all... I am afraid that there will be problems."

Sangsang said: "I know you are Chen Pipi."

She has been to the academy several times, but the two of them have come across from Chengchao...Chen Pipi believes that there will be no problems with the memory of her disdain for the group, and she wonders: "Why can you be sure that this genius is this genius? ?"

Sangsang watched him earnestly explain the scriptures and said: "Master often mentioned you, he said that you are as fat as you, but you are not ugly, not trivial and disgusting, and you can even say that there are not many good-looking people, so I know you are You."

Chen Pipi's right hand rubbing his chin became slightly stiff, wondering how Li Ning Que slandered herself in front of this little maid, and felt that although this comment mentioned fat, it seemed to be somewhat useful, but I don’t know what to do. Reply.

"Stop talking about this."

Chen Pipi coughed twice, pretending to be serious and mature, and looked at Sangsang and said: "I came here today, and naturally I came to see you at Ning Que's request. After all, as a senior, I have this responsibility and Obligation."

He hoped that Sangsang could show a touch of emotion, but Sangsang obviously didn't have this and reaction. He just looked at him blankly and said thank you softly, and then went to soak him a bowl of cheap flowers. .

Chen Pippi looked at her back and said: "Little Junior Brother said he would invite me to have a meal here, and he said that your craftsmanship is good."

Sangsang looked at his chubby face and frowned, wondering if he would have such a winning appearance, but he didn't mean to keep customers. He put the tea bowl beside him and said softly: "After the master came back, Sangsang gave him Cook and eat."

The meaning of these words is very clear. If Ning Que invites you to dinner, he will have to wait for him to speak in person. If you rush to the door to plan your food, there is no door. Don’t have more chopsticks without adding more dishes? You need at least two dishes for your body shape, right? If it has to be meat dishes, how much will it cost?

Listening to these words, Chen Pipi’s self-esteem took a hit. Looking at the taro petals in the bowl, the fat on her face twitched slightly, so she decided to tell the truth: "Ning Que said that this shop is hidden. With someone smarter than me, I always think this is impossible, so I want to prove it."

Sangsang glanced around the shop and found no one was hiding

Chen Pipi covered her forehead and said helplessly: "He said that the smartest person in the world is you."

Sangsang was startled, thinking that Ning Que would only say that he was stupid all the time, how could he praise himself for being smart?

Although she was very happy to be praised by the young master as being the smartest in the world, she was still very confused by this statement. She frowned and thought about some past events for a long time, and said with a little shame: "I'm not smart, but I have a better memory. "

Chen Pippi looked at her with a contemptuous smile, and said: "It is memory, I don't believe that there is someone better than me."

Sangsang lowered his head and looked at the small toe of the shoe protruding from the hem of the cotton skirt, without arguing with him at all.

"Ning Que can't practice cultivation, and his knowledge is extremely bad. This genius has been recognized by the Haotian Taoist Sect. Even the back mountain of the academy has recognized him. I don’t know what he thinks. I dare to say that you are better than me. Stronger."

Chen Pipi became more upset when she saw her like this, and said annoyed: "What do you do with little shoes? Would I give you little shoes?"

Although he knows that Ning Que is close to this young man, Sangsang, who is quiet and even dull, is a little angry when he listens to him mocking his young master. He no longer looks at the embroidered shoes on his feet. He raised his head and looked at Chen Pipi's eyes, and said very seriously: "My memory is also recognized by Weicheng.

This is a truthful statement. During those years living in Weicheng, she was always the most popular notary, because she has the best memory and can’t lie, but Weicheng and Zhishouguan... these two The level difference in this place is too far away, but Sangsang's expression is still so serious, without a trace of embarrassment, as if to tell Chen Pipi that since Weicheng recognized that I have a good memory, then it is really good.

As long as two people are recognized in the world, as long as there are two people, they will generally not recognize each other. This is probably Wu Wu's second principle, especially in the face of Sangsang's temperament, Chen Pipi I want to prove that I am smarter than her and have a better memory, but it's useless to rely on my lips, I have to show some real skills.

"Let's come to Bibi." Chen Pipi said.

Sangsang didn’t compare IQ or memory hobbies with others, thinking that the pine branches under the bacon in the backyard were snuggling, where would he agree to his request and walked back to the backyard with a wooden stick to pick the pine branches. Make the smoke bigger, then take out a new urn from the kitchen and squat down to the well to wash it seriously.

The other day, she was lazy with a pot of chicken soup. The old man drank it very happily, with a lot of soup on his beard. She thinks that the young master also likes to drink his own lazy chicken soup. When he comes back, the old urn and lazy chicken soup may not be enough, so she went to a small shop in Anpingfang to buy a new urn, thinking about lazy chicken soup in the future. They are two urns, probably enough to drink.

Chen Pipi looked at the busy and thin back of the little maid, begging to entangle her: "I don't care, you have to beat me with something today, or I won't rely on it. Are there books in the shop? We two Bibi endorses, whoever loses will treat him to dinner, if it feels boring... we gamble on money!"

Listening to the word silver, Sang Sang Xiu's hand stopped suddenly and looked back at Chen Pipi.

Then she stood up, wiped her red hands on her apron, which was irritated by the cold well water, turned around and walked into the bedroom for a while and then walked out again..." Her upper face was slightly red, a little shy Regrettably, he said, "I can't read the master talisman books, and I can't read other books. "

(Have I been silent for a long time? Okay, wave your hand: Hello everyone.)