Clam Pearl

It is said that Gu Zhao made new friends and celebrated with his family.That's right, these are the words, let's celebrate together!He used to be in the south, but now because of his seniority, others don't like to provoke him. Who would find a friend without a problem, and when he asked, it turned out to be his uncle?uncle?grandfather?

I didn't see the little friend named Houbai, Xia Houyu, who saw Gu Zhao running faster than a rabbit from a distance, and was afraid to call him uncle when he saw him.

Therefore, Gu Zhao usually does not take the initiative to associate with anyone, but Gu Yan always feels pity for his younger brother every time he thinks about it. In life, eating, drinking and having fun requires friends to cheer up with each other, in order to be interesting, otherwise it will be really lonely.

Gu Zhao, who has made new friends, lives in the temple well, and lives a very rich life every day. He doesn't sleep too late, and he can't sleep anymore, because every morning Xue He will dance swords in the courtyard, or read aloud, Gu Zhao wanted to join in.

Ask Xizai to build a small window, and lean on the window to hold it. The sword dance is good, and the essay is good. If you don’t hesitate to praise, you shout: "Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful writing..."

If Xue He went to the city to cast the test yesterday and it went well by accident, he should prepare refreshments to comfort him: "Brother is a great talent, so don't feel sorry for such a small matter."

Xue He is very coaxing, just a few kind words can restore his mood, and he will go out to submit the test the next day when he is full of fighting spirit.

In fact, Gu Zhao also wanted to help him, but unfortunately, the Gu family is a military officer, and Xue He doesn't know whether he is willing or not, but Gu Zhao knows one thing. Standing together, the civil and military boundaries are so clear, so Gu Zhao never mentioned it, fearing that it would embarrass Xue He.

In the afternoon, when Xue He went back to engrave scriptures to pay the rent, Ah Run would stroll out of the house and come to Gu Zhao to eat snacks and odds and ends, and listen to Gu Zhao's chatter.

Ah Run never mentioned his origin, but he carried an indescribable nobleness in every gesture, such a character and elegance, every time Gu Zhao saw it, he felt it was a pity, because Ah Run wanted to As a monk, the only reason for not being shaved is because the auspicious day that Master Huiyi saw was one and a half years later.

The pity in Gu Zhao's heart is hard to express, so he quietly treats him twice as well, and often asks Xizai to quietly give Arun bamboo charcoal, seeing that he is dressed in simplicity, always wearing a patched off-white cotton gown, he quietly measures it He asked Yamashita to send two new sets.Ah Run accepted the bamboo charcoal, but the cotton robe was sent back. Ah Run said that it was hand-sewn by Ah Run's mother when she left home.

That's all, but after three or five days, Ah Run gave Gu Zhao a cane that he cut himself. Gu Zhao is so caring and sincere, and Gu Zhao treats him even better.

This afternoon, after waiting for a long time, I still didn't see Ah Run coming to eat. Gu Zhao was worried, so he sent Xizai to ask, but Xizai came back after a while and said that Master Ah Run was not coming.

"Xizai, what was Ah Run doing when you passed by?" Gu Zhao looked at the door with a half volume of book in his hand, his tone was very disappointed. drink together.

"Master Ah Run is copying the scriptures. He said that his elder brother is ill. Master Ah Run has made a wish. Starting today, he will copy three hundred volumes of the scriptures for his elder brother." Xizai also felt that it was a pity. He also liked Master Ah Run. So good-looking, so good-natured.

Therefore, beautiful people are always born to be cheap.

Gu Zhao put down the book, thought for a while and said to Xinzi: "My elder brother also committed crimes. Go to the front yard to find the old monk Huiyi, and tell him that I also want to copy scriptures for elder brother to show my filial piety."

Xinzai smiled and nodded to go out, but he didn't care in his heart. The old man in the family only had a three-point enthusiasm for everything.

After Xinzai left, Gu Zhao quietly waved to Xizai, and when Xizai came over, Gu Zhao put the wine bottle in his hand and said, "Don't let anyone see it, quietly send it to Ah Run."

Xizai naturally knew what was in the jar, so he said, "Master Ah Run is a monk."

"Go if you are told, don't let anyone see you." Gu Zhao waved his hand indifferently. For some reason, he had a feeling that Ah Run was a fake monk.

Xizai came back after a while, but sure enough, the wine bottle was not brought back.

"Qi Ye wants to drink, he can find Yanhe Xianggong, why bother people to clean up." Xizai is still chattering.

Gu Zhaodi laughed, he would be so crazy if he didn't drink it, if that guy Xue He drinks it, the white walls of the monastery will be gone, and if he starts tomorrow, he may not even be able to keep the place where the scriptures are engraved.

In the early morning of the second day, Xue He didn't dance his sword, he just put on a thick padded robe and went out early. He said that some friends held a big essay meeting, and said that he could run faster than a rabbit.

Gu Zhao's feet were already much better. He was wearing special big shoes, and he was able to take a walk while holding on to a wooden stick. So he slowly walked to Ah Run's residence with the help of the stick. The window happened to be open there, so he lay down Talk to the windows.

"Arun, the sun is just right outside, why don't you come out and enjoy the sun?"

Ah Run was sitting on the spot to copy, and piles of copied scriptures were already piled up on the side of the table.

The sun shone through the window and shone on Ah Run's face. His face shone like suet jade. He lowered his head slightly and let out a low laugh.

Well, like two kids who sneaked food in class and shared a secret, their friendship suddenly grew by leaps and bounds.

"Azhao is also copying the scriptures for brother?" Ah Run gently weighed the brush in his hand a few times in the brush washer, cleaned the tip of the brush, and put the cap of the pen on the side, with an indescribably beautiful posture .

"Well, I've already copied half of the volume. When I finish copying it, I'll show it to my elder brother. He must be very touched." Someone boasted very thick-skinned.

Ah Run stood up, took a chair out of the house and put it on the porch, and helped Gu Zhao to sit down.

"Aren't you going to take it to worship in front of the Buddha?" He asked.

"I copied it for the eldest brother, the Buddha already knows, so he won't blame me." Gu Zhao didn't care much.

Ah Run sat on the steps, not afraid of the cold, and looked casual and unrestrained.

"Azhao's eldest brother loves you very much, Azhao is really lucky."

"Well... the eldest brother is very nice, but he has many sons and many wives, and he is very busy." Gu Zhao said indifferently.

Ah Run smiled lightly: "But he can still think of Ah Zhao, even if he remembers occasionally, it's good."

"That's true. That guy is old and sometimes looks like a child. It's very troublesome for me to take care of him." Gu Zhao thought of his brother's out-of-the-ordinary look, and complained helplessly in his heart. He won't ask.

While the two were talking, the Zhike monk in the temple brought two food boxes into the yard, and raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw Gu Zhao chatting happily with Ah Run.

"You monk, if you don't go to practice, why did you come to the back?" Gu Zhao pointed at him and scolded with a smile.

The Zhike monk put his palms together to recite the Buddha, and explained with a smile: "It's the New Year's Eve, and many wealthy households at the foot of the mountain have sent offerings. Every year, the temple also makes Buddha fruit to rejoice. This is sent by the abbot to the young monk, so that the benefactor can taste it."

"Tch, that old monk is so weird, he actually told me that the New Year is coming, and it's time to make offerings." After finishing speaking, he looked at the suitcase and waved his hand: "What is it, bring it here quickly."

The Zhike monk smiled nonchalantly, put down the carrying case, clasped his palms and saluted and said goodbye.

Xizai came out with a long case table, Xinzai was afraid that Gu Zhao would be frozen, so he brought a copper basin and burned red charcoal to his seat.

Gu Zhao couldn't see how other people were working hard for him, so he opened the food box anxiously and looked inside. It was just a plate of sanzi, a plate of plum blossom-shaped snacks, and a plate of dragon claw crisps.

"I'm right, they are reluctant to give it to me if it's good, hey...Xinzai, go to my locker, take fifty sticks and send them to the front, light a few ever-burning lamps, and write down the names of the eldest brother and the others. You think about it carefully, don't miss out who gave those monks a bargain."

Xinzai was in a dilemma: "Master Qi, there is an enshrinement at home, and my ex-son went to look for it. Your name, the old lady wrote it down a long time ago, so a big jar of sesame oil will be ordered until next year."

"If you are told to go, you will go. You are so stupid. When there is a lamp, you will donate it as flour money. Please ask the monk to help the house to give it away. Isn't there a village for refugees at the foot of the mountain? It's the Chinese New Year, so tell them to make more snacks. "

Ah Run chuckled, looked at Xin Zai who was walking heavily out of the yard with a bag on his back, and said, "Ah Zhao has a good heart."

Gu Zhao was a little embarrassed: "Don't praise me, it's very awkward." Well, he always can't hear others praise himself.

A group of sparrows twittered and rested on the wall of the temple. Gu Zhao broke up the sanko and scattered them far away. The sparrows were so hungry that they were not afraid of people, and flew down to peck at the courtyard.

Ah Run and Gu Zhao watched quietly, and when the sparrow was gone, Ah Run suddenly asked, "Are there many refugees down the mountain?"

Gu Zhao nodded: "Many! It happens every day. Those who support the old and the young don't know where they come from. They feel that they will not die of hunger when they come to Beijing. I don't understand what those people think. Ding would rather come to the capital to beg for food than go to land reclamation."

"Ah Zhao also knows about the Qian Ding Ling?" Ah Run looked at Gu Zhao strangely.

Gu Zhao rubbed his nose, um, probably Ah Run regarded himself as a dude who didn't know the sufferings of the people, he was a little depressed, of course, it's hard to explain this matter.He is indeed a dude now.

"Of course I know. The eldest brother always said that he was also very worried." After finishing speaking, he didn't want to continue this topic, and Ah Run didn't ask further.

The two sat for a while, Xinzai was carrying an empty bag, followed by two people walking this way, when the two came in, Gu Zhao looked up and down, the two people, one old and one young, the old one was five or sixty years old, The youngest was thirteen or fourteen years old, and they were busy pushing two wheelbarrows with boxes and luggage on them, and they carried tattered bedrolls on their backs.

"It's the slaves of Mr. Xue He's family. They came out two months earlier, so they just arrived." Xinzai explained with a smile, and after explaining, he quietly came over and muttered: "Mr. Xue is rich, so there is no need to copy scriptures anymore. , I just bought two Xinlan shirts at the foot of the mountain, and invited someone to drink."

Gu Zhao nodded and looked at Xinzi helping there. Xue He lived in a room, which was far less affluent than him. There was a big room and a small wing room, and the two servants were exhausted. After unloading the luggage, I spread out the bedding in the sheltered place under the porch, plunged in and went to sleep.

"Don't dare to do this. The old man is old, and it will be bad if he is blown by the wind. Xinzi, you can clean up the room where the carriages and horses are kept, and get a charcoal basin from the monk, and let them go to rest." Gu Zhao hurriedly asked Xinzai to lead them to live in the lower room of his house where the carriage was kept.

The old slave came over and kowtowed, thinking that he just came from the countryside, and he would not say anything clever if he was clumsy, but the sound of kowtow was bang bang.

"Go quickly." Gu Zhao waved his hand and told them to go down, and when the old servants had gone far away, Gu Zhaocai sighed and said, "The problem of refugees is a long-term issue, and the Confucian scholars and scholars at the foot of the mountain are the most urgent thing to solve today. "

Ah Run ate some water with the sanzi in his hand. After eating, he wiped his mouth and said, "If you are thirsty for talents, Yanhe can do well in poetry and prose, and he will have a bright future in the future."

A trace of sarcasm appeared on Gu Zhao's face, and he said, "What can poetry be used for? Yanhe doesn't know millet." After finishing speaking, he himself stopped talking.

What to do and fight against the social system?So what if you don't like it?This old slave doesn't care, the refugees at the foot of the mountain don't care, and today he doesn't care, so what if he cares.