Crossing the Datang Restaurant

After seeing off Feng Chen, before leaving, I discussed with Rong Yushu that after the Chinese New Year, when the spring begins, I should go to Chang'an.

One is because the huikao is there after all. Although Luoyang is prosperous, it is still lacking compared to Chang'an. Go there early. If you encounter some poetry competition, it will become famous in Chang'an. One of your spots.

Rong Yushu thought about it, nodded, and readily agreed.

"Okay, then take advantage of this period of time to study hard, and when the spring begins, just let me know if you want to leave."

Feng Chen quickly responded, put the fur on his body, turned around and left again.

After eating, Brother Ming was still packing up his things. Seeing the thoughtful expression between his young master's brows, he said hastily, "Young master, are you going to leave when the spring begins? When you arrive in Chang'an, there are still several months before the exam. What are you doing?"

Rong Yushu thought about it carefully, and said: "Look for a house to live there. Chang'an is a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. What's more, if the article is just well written, what's the use? You still need to make friends with the rich and powerful. , that's the best way."

When talking about this, Rong Yushu patted Brother Ming on the shoulder, and said sadly: "Do you know why your young master didn't pass the exam before? The lack of literary talent is one reason, and this reason is the most important reason." heavy."

Hearing this, Brother Ming didn't understand, and asked especially aggrieved: "Isn't the imperial examination just to select talents from poor families? If that's the case, why don't you just enter the shogunate and work for the powerful?"

Rong Yushu was speechless for a while, sighed, and looked at each other speechlessly.

However, entering the curtain is a very good choice. As far as he knows, many poets in the Tang Dynasty, such as Du Fu, Li Shangyin, etc., had a lot of experience entering the curtain. Improve one's reputation, expect to be known by dignitaries, and then favor recommendation, or reclusive, retreat to advance, this is one of the usual measures of Chinese literati, or be recommended by others, in short, there are many methods.

Rong Yushu raised his head and looked at the sky, always felt that it was meaningless to be an official, but for some reason, his predecessor was always so keen on this matter, even the people around him were the same.

As if he remembered something, the expression on his face was caught in the memory, and he didn't realize it for a long time, until Brother Ming called him up later.

"Master, what exactly do you do with the snow clam that He Yi sent? Will it be broken? Master, master." Pushing Rong Yushu, he woke the latter up, seeing his young master still bewildered, and then Ask your own question again.

Rong Yushu was a little absent-minded, smiled, and said: "It won't break, let's put it here, and hand it over to Master Zhou Fu in two days, let's use it together."

Brother Ming nodded quickly, cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, and then went to the study to study seriously.

Since he came to this day, he hasn't played very well, "Book of Songs", "Shangshu", "Book of Rites", "Book of Changes", "Spring and Autumn", these books that basically require exams, although they are not very familiar, but basically , can barely memorize it, to him, it is considered very good.

The desk was neatly tidied up, and the charcoal basin in the center was still warm, and the whole room was scorching hot. When I thought of going to Chang'an in the beginning of spring, I thought of Zhou Junyan. , but the place where that guy lives is a college. Generally speaking, the regulations are very strict, and outsiders are not allowed to enter and stay overnight.

But if he wants to go by himself and never go back, Rong Yushu picked up a book of Zhouyi, looked at it seriously, and remembered next year's exam. If it was Zhou Junyan, his literary talent is not bad, and his background is actually not bad. , it is very possible to win, but if it is yourself, it will not be so smooth.

Rong Yushu sighed, those disciples of the gentry were indeed lucky. From the moment they were born, if there were no other accidents, they would not seek to be famous in this life, but being a small official is not a problem at all.

Thinking of this, Rong Yushu took out a scroll that was placed at the bottom of the press box. It was something that was dug out from the bottom of the press box together earlier. The words engraved on it were the ancestor Rongbi.

His intuition told him that Master Zhou Fu must know something, but he was not very willing to tell him that he had to visit his parents’ graves every Tomb-sweeping Day. Rongbi must be his ancestor, but he didn’t know why Zhou Master Fu didn't let himself speak out.

Rong Yushu sat there, holding the Book of Changes in his hand, but he began to flirt in his heart: Could it be that he was also from a wealthy family, and for some reason had to live here temporarily incognito?

Shaking his head, it's better to study honestly and not to daydream. It's not as easy as asking Tang Guang to introduce him.

No matter how he thought about it, he started to shake his head again, so he also got up.

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As winter gradually entered, the weather in Luoyang began to get colder. Rong Yushu wore thick clothes on the inside and a thick layer of fur on the outside. It looked like a bear when walking on the road. Even in the back, it began to snow lightly. up.

The sky was covered with a large gloomy patch, and the snow floating in the sky was not that big. It swayed down from the sky, landed on the ground, and melted immediately, but the ground was wet, and the snow could not gather.

The whole family hid in the house and did not go out, but Uncle An came here very frequently all day, running over to grab a meal no matter the weather.

Brother Ming muttered, "Uncle An can eat it, and every time he comes, he has to steam a lot of rice. An Jian reprimanded him righteously, learning martial arts is all about rain or shine, and you must practice regardless of the wind or snow. Don't be lazy, Rong Yushu rolled his eyes and was so angry that he was half dead.

Gradually it was the twelfth lunar month, and Rong Yushu gradually got a sense of reading and reading. He stayed behind closed doors all day long, and slept at night, as if he was going to be a graduate student in front of him.

I have been in contact with Tang Guang for a long time. What is gratifying is that the incident can be regarded as a successful conclusion for the time being, and it seems to have passed the test?

Rong Yushu also breathed a sigh of relief, and the speed of communication with Tang Guang was maintained at about half a month. Only recently did I see the letter saying that I might go to my father's place before the New Year.

Rong Yushu was taken aback for a moment, and began to worry again. He didn't have any relatives here. If he had any relatives, maybe Zhou Fuye was one of them. In previous years, he was called there. The room was bigger and more lively. , Where to spend the Chinese New Year is another question.

It's just that I didn't expect time to pass so quickly, and it was another year in the blink of an eye. Compared with the empty appearance of my home in the past few years, this time it looks much plumper. Not to mention, at least my wallet is still bulging look like.

The book in his hand is almost read. There are many academies in Luoyang, and there are also many gatherings of literati. Rong Yushu often goes out for a walk, and he knows more things. In addition to the Five Classics, he knows some major events in the country , is also very important, no, today is another party in the Qingzhu Tea House in the city.

Rong Yushu also went to these gatherings several times before, almost all of them were literati and poets. The teahouse is not big, but the style is not small. A few calligraphy and paintings were hung, which set off the integrity of the whole teahouse and attracted many people. The literati like to gather here, talk about ancient and modern times, and add fighting poems by the way. If they make some good poems, they will amaze everyone and spread them to Chang'an.

Although literati don't pay attention to their clothes, at least they should pay attention to their clothes. It is not uncommon to keep up with a few bookboys by their side. The image is a servant, as for Uncle An?

Thinking of this, Rong Yushu's head started to hurt again. Uncle An stayed here last night, and took A Fu outside to practice kung fu early this morning. Naturally, it is impossible to leave him alone. Here, and I went back and forth, and it took a day.

Ah Fu doesn't know how to cook. If Uncle An is so hungry, he might find a knife on his neck when he opens his eyes at night.

After putting on the outer robe, he went outside. In the yard, poor Ah Fu had bursts of white snow falling on his hair, but he was sweating profusely from the exercise. In the winter, there seemed to be bursts of heat coming from his body. Let it out, and Ann met?

The arrogant.....hid under the house and stood there talking without back pain.

"You need to keep your feet steady, and your hands need to be strong. Are you punching or hitting mosquitoes!" Rong Yushu looked distressed, and went up to An Jian and said, "Let's stop practicing here for now, and I'm going out for a while. Come on, do you and Ah Fu come with me?"

An Jian frowned, obviously a little unhappy to be interrupted, and said: "What are you doing with us when you go out to do business, you go to hell!"

Rong Yushu thought for a while, and said: "Alright, maybe he won't come back until the curfew at night, go out to eat at noon, don't starve Ah Fu." This person's aura is wrong, if he brings In the past, troubles were inevitable.

An Jian waved his hand vigorously, signaling to get out of here. Rong Yushu knew that he had this kind of personality, so he didn't care, turned around and left.

After tidying up, the light blue thick robe, the green bamboo pattern on it matches the name quite well, the fur coat on the outside is fluffy, even if it is dressed like this, it is still a bit cold to go outside .

Naturally, it is impossible to walk such a long distance, so I rented a carriage for a day and walked towards the destination on the right path.

Walking on the road, people on the street, rich or poor, have such a fur coat in winter, but the price of this thing is not cheap, and it is very precious at home.

They arrived without a long delay. In a restaurant in front, from the outside, it was decorated more elegantly. There were carriages parked in front of the door. There were people coming and going from time to time. Judging by the temperament, they must be related to the restaurant. Rong Yushu is the same kind of person.

When Rong Yushu got out of the car, a friend recognized him. He was an acquaintance. It was Feng Chen who came to the house last time.

Feng Chen also seemed to have just arrived. He was standing by the door and wanted to walk in. When he saw Rong Yushu, his eyes lit up and he waved. The latter walked in with a slight smile on his face.