Dress to be a celebrity

At the beginning, Huan Ling dragged all the colleagues in the Metropolitan Procuratorate to work overtime with a piece of paper, and now he himself is being dragged all year round.Song Shi always took pity on him when he went to work overtime in the courtyard before, but this time he was a little lucky, and sent him out early, took the two months' monthly salary from the box, took his horse and went straight to Nanguan Minzhong Temple.

Lingquan Temple is too close to home, what if a neighbor comes to offer incense in the temple and recognizes him?In addition, Huan Ling also likes to go to Lingquan Temple. If one day he goes to offer incense, he meets a monk who talks a lot, and tells him "Song benefactor came to ask for an heir"...

How embarrassing!

Although Minzhong Temple is far away, it has the advantage of being far away. No one recognizes him!The 800-year-old temple was built in the first year of Wu Zetian's reign in Zhenguan. The temple is full of incense. The predecessor of the Guanyin Temple is the Mizhong Pavilion known as "Going to Tianyi". Seeking a child will definitely work...

Cough, the luck of the descendants must be efficacious!

He hurried into the Minzhong Temple, first went to the door of Gongdexiang to reward a handful of broken silver, and bought two handfuls of the most expensive sandalwood, and found a little novice to welcome the guests and asked where he could count his heirs.

The young monk who greeted the guests was used to seeing people who came to ask for a son. He recited Amitabha and said calmly: "If Tanyue wants to tell the fortune when he will have a son, he can go to the foot of the mountain to find a fortune-teller, but my Buddhist school doesn't count these things. But since the benefactor, Tanyue, has already bought incense, why don't you come to worship in front of Guanyin seat and ask Guanyin to send you a child?"

He doesn't need to give them away, nephews and nieces are ready-made, even if they are adopted, it is better to raise boys and girls, so that they can persuade parents, brothers and sisters-in-law.

But I bought all the incense, so don't waste it, just visit the famous scenic spots, and then ask for a safe home for the family.By the way, I beg Bodhisattva to bless Huan Ling not to be involved in seizing the concubine—you don’t have to be famous ministers like Yang Yiqing, Zhang Juzheng, and Zhang Tingyu. The homosexual ministers are actually them" became the UC headline.

He nodded to the little monk: "Little master is right, then I will go to pray for my family first, and then talk about other things later, please ask little master to guide me."

Holding a handful of incense, I went to the Avalokitesvara Hall, visited the treasure hall built on the former site of the Minzhong Pavilion, up and down, inside and out, lit the Buddha incense and inserted it in the furnace, knelt down in front of the Avalokitesvara statue and worshiped three times, Silently pray.

I was praying devoutly, but I heard a voice from behind, soft and soft, the tone was still a little immature, but it hid a long-standing arrogance, and said to the monk: "My son will come here later, please masters take this The pilgrims in the hall are cleared away, so that it is convenient for the young master to pay respects to the Buddha."

Most of the women came to worship in this Guanyin Hall, but in the Song Dynasty, the male visitor came first to ask for a son, and those female guests who arrived late were not allowed to come in. In fact, he was the only pilgrim in the hall who wanted to be cleared.But the monk didn't agree immediately, instead he persuaded the young man: "This benefactor is also a scholar, he came here specially to ask for an heir, and he will be leaving soon, can the benefactor please wait for a while?"

Nonsense, who said he came to ask for an heir!He made it clear just now that he came to pray for the safety of his house!

Song Shi was so angry that he didn't even make his wish, and looked back - the person talking to the little monk was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with half of his hair hanging behind his head.He is quite handsome, wearing a blue shirt and white trousers. Although the clothes are two pieces, it can be seen that they are also sewn with fine silk. He has a purse and a sachet around his waist, and a gold-studded blue silk turban on his head. I don't know which descendant of a wealthy family.

The young man didn't pay attention to Song Shi looking at him, and even took out a few pieces of silver from his bag, and said to the monk: "My master rarely goes out, and he has to go home later, so he has no time to waste in this temple. The monk took This is going to persuade, if it still doesn't work, my master will make another compensation."

The silver is also about the size of a thumb, at least five or six yuan, which is not a small amount to send ordinary passers-by.Of course, for the Hanlin "Chu Xiang" who can walk sideways in Beijing and dare not even give way to the carriages of senior officials, this amount of money is considered an insult.

However, Song Shi didn't have the time to play "The Private Interview of Kangxi's Weifu", and seeing the young monk's honesty and pitifulness, he worshiped what he should pray for, and begged what he should pray for, so he got up and walked towards the two people.

Of course he won't ask for money, but he must explain that he is here to ask for the safety of his house, not for a child!

But when he turned around and walked towards the door, when the young man saw his face, his expression froze suddenly, the hand holding the silver was hanging in the air, his lips moved a few times, and it took a long time before he burst out with a sentence: "Master Song?"

...and actually recognized him!

Does anyone in the Hanlin Academy have such a wealthy family?

During the few years he lived in Huan's house, he didn't go out with anyone much, and he knew a few children, and the family didn't have this style... Could it be that he had seen him during the court meeting?

He couldn't figure it out, so he simply asked: "You recognize me? Who is your master? Could it be someone I know well?"

The young man changed his color and said respectfully: "The young one met Master Song once by chance, so I recognized him. My master has always admired him, but he only regrets that he has not had the chance to meet him. At this time, the master has not yet arrived at the temple, so he does not know Master Song." Are you willing to wait for a while, wait for me to inform the master, and then invite you to meet?"

Well, once you say this, you are someone above him.But if those high-ranking officials want to see him, they just need to declare their identities and summon them. Which honorable relatives are they likely to be?

He can't see such a family.

He shook his head with a smile, and said: "Today, I was ordered by my mother to pray for the safety of my family. I have other things to do later, so I can't stay here any longer. Please pay my respects to the master of your mansion for me. If there is a destiny in the future, I will be able to See you."

When he said "family" and "safety", he amplified his voice a little bit to make sure that the two of them could hear clearly that he was not here to beg for a son, then he flung his sleeves and drifted away.

Find a fortune-telling booth outside the temple.

Today is the day when the courtiers take their baths, and the temple fair is held. The street in front of the temple is full of stalls, selling books, fake antiques, fake calligraphy and painting, food, medicinal materials, clothing materials, customs skins, and southern goods. Bingtang, Tianjin seafood, Japanese tamari...

Song Shi almost went to the bookstall to look through the most conspicuous picture books on hygiene and hygiene to contribute to his small thesis.He touched the side of the stall, but he remembered that there was a boy in Minzhong Temple who recognized him, and he was afraid that the family would turn around and find out that he was a Hanlin editor who was buying little pornographic books outside the temple, so his hand would be abruptly abducted in the air. He turned a corner, picked up a copy of "Shan Hai Jing" and flipped through a few pages.

Although it looks like a pirated book at first glance, the printing quality is not bad, and there are pictures.The brushwork is not like any famous painting, but the lines are smooth and powerful. The image of the strange beast is quite in line with the description in the book, and the expression is also agile, which is better than the Masha version he bought before.

He simply bought a set, threw it into the bag next to the horse's back, and then led the horse along the street, first looking for a crowded incense shop to get winter ash—that is, potassium-containing plant ash.

In fact, he also has plant ash at home, but the plant ash burned by the kitchen is generally yellow in color, mixed with unburned black charcoal, and has low potassium content.What is in the incense shop is the real winter ash from Artemisia annua. This kind of Artemisia annua grows in saline-alkali soil and has high potassium content.

If you are in the south, you can actually buy soda ash directly, because the alkali in the south is basically potassium carbonate extracted from plant ash.However, there are many saline-alkali lands in the Gyeonggi area, and what is sold is sodium carbonate extracted from alkaline soil.He only had a bag of pyrolusite at home, and he was reluctant to bring disasters on him. He would rather buy it at home, purify it, and then calcinate it with lime to produce reliable potassium hydroxide.

He went up and asked for five catties of ashes first, not incense.

The incense shop sells ashes with incense, and they are all sold in twos. I have never seen how many catties are weighed home.Even the clerk and the guests thought he had heard it wrong, and even asked him a few times what he said was a catty or two.

Of course it is a catty, a few taels of ashes is enough for his disaster and experiment!

Song Shi waved his hand, and said casually: "My family is from the south, and I like to burn braziers in the winter. I want to buy winter ash for the winter, and it's not that I don't give you money. What do you do with these? But as long as I'm really ashes, your family won't allow it. It is mixed with lime to press the weight, then I will have to pass the water to inspect the goods, if the quality is not good, I will return it to you on the spot.”

It turned out to be a southerner.Southerners who have just moved to Beijing probably don’t know how to burn kangs, and they have to burn braziers to keep warm. No wonder they have to buy winter ashes.

When burning a brazier, you can't directly burn charcoal in a pottery or copper basin. You should spread a basin of ashes on the bottom of the basin. The charcoal will burn red hot first, and you will sandwich it and bury it in the ashes.Expose more charcoal during the day to keep the room warm; at night, smooth the ashes on the charcoal basin, and the charcoal will burn slowly in the ashes for one night without any smoke.

Although the shopkeeper felt that he spoke Mandarin well without an accent, it was not surprising that their scholars could speak Mandarin, so he smiled and agreed: "Our boss has opened this incense shop for three generations, and has always used the best materials. This Minzhong Pavilion is famous outside, and it will never deceive customers. It's just that I don't have so many incense ashes in my store, and it takes a day or two to deliver it from other places. Where is Mr. Wei's house, Xiao When will the old man send someone to send it?"

Just live in the inner city... the Huan family.

He took a pen and paper to write the address, thought for a while and didn't leave his own name, only the name of Huan's housekeeper, and made an appointment to deliver the goods tomorrow afternoon.After buying plant ash, I just bought quicklime. I don’t need to buy silver filament carbon at home. Now I have calcium hydroxide, pyrolusite, and carbon dioxide. I can just go back and experiment slowly.

After he settled his worries, he rode on his horse and went for a stroll around the fortune-telling stall.But he didn't know that there was someone pointing at him from behind, and said to a young man in a brocade robe and jade crown behind him, "The one who led the horse out was Song Sanyuan. The younger one followed him all the way from the Buddhist temple. He was definitely right. The younger one When the master summoned him, he took a peek in the courtyard, and just now he recognized him in the Buddhist hall—there is no one else with such a demeanor!"

The young man nodded and smiled slightly: "You did a good job. It doesn't matter if you pray to that aunt earlier or later, you should get acquainted with him first. Earlier, my father... father only said that I was young, so I was surrounded At home, I only let my brother come out to make friends, and now I finally have the opportunity to meet the literati of the world. You go to find out what he bought just now, and write it down in detail, and then give it to me when you get home."

The attendant raised his head, and suddenly recognized the servant of Song Shi in the Buddhist hall.

The young man sent him and another servant away, turned around and got on the soft sedan chair, and ordered someone to carry him to follow Song Shi.However, his sedan chair was already some distance away from Song Shi, and he couldn't catch up with the horse, so the young man lifted the curtain and watched him leisurely strolling the fortune-telling stall from behind.

Fortune-telling belongs to the Jingmen, one of the eight sects in the Jianghu legends, and is mysterious and unpredictable.

But those are all modern urban legends. Most of these fortune-tellers in the Dazheng Dynasty were just cheating money to make ends meet. There were indeed many poor scholars who read the fortune-telling on two books of the Book of Changes and set up a fortune-telling stall on the street.In the Song Dynasty, when he worked as a yamen in Guangxi and Fujian, he often took a group of yamen servants to serve as urban management, and went to the streets to expel those fortune-tellers, wild medicine sellers, fake antique jades, and fake gold and silver... repatriated on the spot , the local stalls were confiscated, and the repeat offenders were thrown into labor camps in the fertilizer field, and the effect was excellent.

But no matter how many hexagram stalls there are on one street in Beijing, the competition among the stall owners is fierce. If you see him looking at the cover from a distance, you can shout a few words: Evil spirit, I am afraid that there will be a disaster of disfigurement", "Young master Wenchang star hangs high, the examination room can be expected", "Young master has a strange image at home recently"...

Although Song Shi came to fortune-telling to reassure his parents, brothers and sisters-in-law, he didn't want to spend money on these scammers who made it too obvious. He walked through several stalls along the way, and finally heard a man calling him "Hongluan Xingdong" "Yes, then I passed my eyes over.

The stall owner seemed to be inspired, looked him up and down for a while, coughed and sighed: "Young Master, although this marriage is a happy one, there are turmoil. I'm afraid the parents of the two families will not get along and want to break up the mandarin ducks."

Although the fortune-teller was obviously making up his eyes, the way he made it up was much better than the previous one!It's all cheated of money, he would rather choose this!

Song Shi showed a slight affirmation on his face, and led the horse to the stall.The fortune teller got more ideas, said a few auspicious words about his current fortune and bright future, and asked him for his horoscope, saying that he wanted to count his luck in the coming years.

Song Shi was about to bargain, when suddenly there was a voice of a young man who was changing his voice and was somewhat hoarse: "Just now, I was saving money in the middle of Minzhong Temple, and I almost missed the opportunity to meet Mr. I don't know if Mr. Song is free at this time. Two words?"

Um?The rich owner of the family found it?

Are you really following him?

Song Shi's hair stood up on his back, he didn't care about being glad that he didn't buy the little porn book, he turned around and looked back——

A piece of fine white jade was inlaid in the middle of the young man's turban, and he was wearing a Sichuan Brocade Hu suit with tufted flowers, his cuffs and waist were tightly tied, his waist was tied with a jade belt hook, and on his belt hung a jade pendant, a jade plaque, a silver sachet and other ornaments. The soles of the feet are wearing sky-high boots.

He does not follow Suzhou fashion.

But the most eye-catching thing is not his attire, but his face—although that face is immature, although its features are sharper and more airy, it faintly bears the shadow of King Zhou.

He didn't dare to look directly at the present day, and he couldn't remember what the emperor looked like. Seeing this luxurious and arrogant young man, and looking at all the servants around him who looked like women disguised as men, Song Shi's heart floated. A big "Qi" character.

However, he still had to give face to these big shots who liked to make private visits, and he couldn't reveal his identity, so he just smiled slightly, cupped his hands in thanks and said: "Young Master, I have a heart, I dare not obey."