Xiongcheng has the prosperity of Xiongcheng, and remote towns have the lively towns. This town located in the southeast of Liyang has always been far away from the smoke of war. If it was a peaceful and prosperous era, it would not be possible, but there were signs of war and chaos among the prefectures and counties, and then it would be particularly peaceful. There are some villages named after surnames near the town, and when worshiping ancestors and hanging paintings, it was amazing. There were even statues of the ancestors of an emperor named Song in Song. Compared with some villages hanging on the founding heroes of the Dafeng Kingdom or the Secretary of the Spring and Autumn Period, they naturally felt that they were superior. However, the ancestors of this Songjia Village were noble, and several outdoor families with surnames surnamed Wen in the village could not benefit from it. In fact, the elders in the village

Even if I have read a few days of books, even if I have carefully read the genealogy, I still have a connection with the Emperor of Song. I can't tell you how ugly he is. It is said that there was a good man in the village who brought the small wooden box genealogy for this purpose. He studied the old scholar in the town with fame and fortune. He couldn't tell why. Who would have thought that in the end he was the most unmotivated young man in the village. A guy named Wen went out to wander around for three years and then returned to his hometown. He said that after the death of the people in our village, the word "Yinchuan" was very particular. At that time, the Dafeng Dynasty was known as the seeds of reading came out of Yinchuan County, and the Yinchuan Song Family was even more so.

The rich family had many civil officials and famous scholars. In the late Dafeng period, the ancestor of the first emperor of the Song clan first came from the branch of the Song clan of Yinchuan. The origin of this Song village must have been the destruction of the separatist forces, and in the historically famous Ganlu crossing south, and finally took root here. After the young man named Wen sorted out the context, the elders in the village understood more or less, and even if they didn't understand it, they pretended to understand it. Listen, it was both the Song clan of Yinchuan and Ganlu crossing south. How great is this? It can be seen that although our Song clan of Song clan in our hundred years, our ancestors have not even had a child's life.

After all, he was rich and powerful, and probably because his ancestors were too lucky for hundreds of years ago, the descendants had to be at peace. He was really unfamiliar with wealth. The young man named Wen was originally very unpopular in the village, but after returning home after being lame, he became a completely different person. Not only did he lose his appearance as a slutty man as a wooden sword, he did odd jobs in a restaurant in a small town, not only did he rely on his brother and sister-in-law to support him, but he could even send money to his home. What was even more surprising was that the young man also married a virtuous and charming wife. He had a banquet in the open space outside the village ancestral hall. The little girl made many young men named Song look straight at him, regardless of whether they were married or not.

After the marriage of Wen married, he stopped living in a miscellaneous room in a restaurant. After saving some money, he rented a small yard and three houses in the town. Apart from the wedding room with big red and festive paper-cuts on the windows, a small room was used to place miscellaneous items, and the rest was not empty. The bedding was brand new and cleaned for the woman who was good at home. Because her man said that his brother might come to visit the house in the future, and he would have to have a place to stay, otherwise it would be too different.

Then again, letting your friend pay money to stay in the inn and restaurant, which is both outside and wasteful and not particular. She followed him and felt that this was the reason in her heart. Although her family is not rich now, she is a small family background, but she is actually a generous woman. In the beginning, she insisted on marrying him, no one at home was willing to agree to do so, but she didn't even give up her dowry. She gritted her teeth and didn't ask for anything to her parents. Fortunately, people's hearts have been seen over time. Now she wants to take him back to her parents' home. Although her parents say

They would also give some expression, but the brothers had more or less unhappy their knots. They knew that their father could not lose his face and were inconvenient to drink with his brother-in-law at the wine table at home. However, they had been to her yard in private and did not forget to bring wine and meat. They were already like a family. She knew that when she had a child, her parents held her granddaughter, and then she would find a way and she would completely lose her grudge against him. However, no matter how small the town was, it was expensive, and she relied on men.

As a shop assistant in a restaurant, the two of them lived a good life, but once they had a third mouth at home, it was hard to say. Fortunately, her female-red craftsmanship is famous for being pretty. Some sisters opened a cloth shop at home. The exquisite small items sewn from one stitch and thread were placed on the counter to add to the cloth buyers. The store business was also improved by three or two, so in this month, she would have a few or three pieces of silver to make a deposit, which was not much worse than the man who was in charge of the family.

The town has been lively these two days. Around the end of the summer heat, the custom of celebrating the Zhongyuan Festival has been around since ancient times, and there are also some activities to worship ancestors and welcome autumn. Although the Zhongyuan Festival is in their dialect, it is called the Ghost Festival, which is the great compassion of the King of Hell. It is specially opened during this period of time to let the deceased people return to their hometown to see their descendants and descendants in the world to comfort the longing of the yin and yang. In fact, it sounds a little bit cunning. Adults and children do not care about anything, but think that it is something that can be joined in. Monks and Taoists will start to give charity, and ordinary people will also hold lanterns on river lanterns, especially young children, who can stand on tiptoe on the bridge railings or lie on the bluestone slabs on the river bank, and their eyes are filled with colorful lotus lanterns. They are happy and happy in their hearts, which is not as good as the Mid-Autumn Festival where they can eat mooncakes.

He came very little. Yesterday he went to the village to pick up his nephew, intending to let his wife take her children to go shopping. His wife was skillful and made two bamboo basket river lanterns to sell them by the bridge. I believe that with her skills, she would soon be bought by customers who went out for night tours. He had seen her build lanterns in the yard with many styles, including flowers, birds, fish and insects, treasures, turtles, and cranes, and dragons and phoenixes. He really didn't know how there were such a coincidental hands in the world, so he sat on the bench to enjoy the cool air. Anyway, he couldn't help, and he could only help him secretly. After his nephew arrived in the town, he was a little restrained at the beginning. He took him to the restaurant in the daytime and listened to people's stories in the corner, listening with relish. The child followed his father's temperament, was introverted and honest, and didn't speak much.

As an uncle, I like and worry. I like the child's real temperament. I worry about being too honest and easily suffering from it when I grow up. The restaurant where the waiter named Wen is located is now a famous place in the town. Although most of the restaurants in the town hire Storytellers to tell stories about the world, the stories they tell are always fresh and strange. All of this is naturally his credit. It was his earlier that he spent a few large water tanks of saliva to convince the restaurant shopkeepers to never be stingy to take out a lot of travel expenses to the county and even the state city. So when this restaurant first talked about the snow-capped woman's martial arts leader's one-night view of Xuewu's death, he was the first to tell about the Buddhist and Taoist debate in Wudang Mountain, the turbulent changes in the holy land of the rivers and lakes, and Wu

The hundred cavalry from the Jianzhong went to Beiliang, which caused a sensation in the town. After dinner, the people were led by the restaurant storyteller. The restaurant business naturally rose. However, the business was booming. The shopkeeper's daily income was worth a fortune. However, as the well-deserved hero, the first payment for the storyteller to "seek scriptures" to the county town was secretly paid. He never asked the restaurant shopkeeper for dividends. Except for the copper coins he gave to the restaurant after the restaurant was drunk, the salary he paid to him on the first day he entered the restaurant, and it was still a lot. The shopkeeper stood behind the counter with a smile every day, watching the waiter named Wen running errands attentively, and watching the active young man serving tea and wine every day to laugh, and I don't know what the old man was thinking about.

Today, the storyteller in the restaurant was filled with energy and spitting out a strange thing, saying that it was a swordsman named Qi Jiajie, a swordsman in Liyang. As the swordsman of many dragon sons and grandchildren and children of aristocratic families in Tai'an City, somehow asked to cast a peerless sword to the Dongyue Sword Pond, which was high in mountains and rivers, and the sword energy was high. Then Qi Jiajie first went to the foot of Wudang Mountain in Beiliang, a small town that was no more famous than their town. After flying swords, they flew thousands of miles and handed a sword to the young king of strange surnames who were in the northwest border. They shocked the world and cried ghosts and gods. The sea of ​​clouds spread thousands of miles, and the sword energy moved heaven and earth. Unexpectedly, the young vassal king was even more amazing. He rose from the ground and stood proudly on the sea of ​​clouds bordering the border between Beiliang Road and Lianghuai Road.

It was blocking the flying sword that could kill the gods! The storyteller talked endlessly. When he was at the heart of the fun, the old man himself was stunned, not to mention the listeners who took the story to drink and eat in the restaurants. They were all stunned, stopping their cups and chopsticks, and their minds were shaken. After returning to their senses, the story had not yet ended, and they had not heard the most annoying "Let's listen to the next breakdown". Of course, they wanted to ask for another pot of wine from the restaurant. The nephew named Wendian waiter heard people's stories and even more stunned when they heard people's stories. He was like listening to heaven, sitting on the small stool at the corner of the wall brought to him by his uncle, clenching his fists, raising his ears, and widening his eyes. He felt that listening to the world of the world seemed to be more interesting than reading the books of sages.

The story always ends, and when the restaurant is closed, the story of Mr. Storyteller is over. It is already night outside the building, and the restaurant is about to close. The restaurant shopkeeper who earns a lot of money is probably in a good mood today. He asked the chef to open a small kitchen and called the waiter named Wen and served with his nephew. He had a good meal. This made the children who had never seen the world very happy, but they were young scholars who had been to school in private schools. They were quite tempted to sit upright when they were eating. No matter how greedy they were, they were not quick to put down their chopsticks. The big fish and meat on the table that could only be eaten during festivals and festivals, and the children did not dare to pick up a few more chopsticks.

However, the restaurant shopkeeper smiled and helped the child pick up a lot, and the rice bowls were piled up. The child was a little embarrassed and looked at his uncle timidly. Even though the store was open to eat, your shopkeeper grandpa was a charity in the town and was very generous. The child smiled shyly at the shopkeeper's shopkeeper, and the old man laughed loudly. While pouring a glass of wine for himself and the waiter, he pointed to the second floor with chopsticks, and told the well-behaved child that he often came to the restaurant to visit him in the future. Next time he heard someone telling him, grandpa would help you find a place next to the fence on the patio on the second floor. The old man and the waiter drank a glass of wine, joking that this child was not like you, and he was honest and pleasing. The waiter proudly said that, "It's right, my temperament is as good as me."

Brother, I am lucky. I am very good at studying. I may be a scholar in the future. The child retorted seriously. The gentleman said that it would be good if he could take the exam for a child in the future. The old man who respects scholars the most in his life touched the child's head and sighed that the Dao County Trial and Examination Office is a roadblock. The shopkeeper grandpa told you that every time he passed a school, our restaurant would give you a big red envelope. If he passed a school or a scholar, don't forget to write a plaque for our restaurant to increase his face. The child nodded vigorously and said to the old man happily. Uncle bought it for me.

I have done a lot of paper and pen, but I am not willing to use it now. I still dip branches in water by the stream in the village like before. I will also tilt on the ground when sheds cattle. The gentleman said that a stupid bird can make up for the shortcomings first, and there will always be times when writing good words. Then I will write a big plaque for the shopkeeper grandfather. It is probably rare to drink wine. The uncle who is a waiter joked that studying is good, and only then can he have a future in studying. A guy who has studied will easily cheat his wife home in the future. He secretly likes a nephew of a girl of the same age in the village suddenly turned red and glared at his uncle. The guy named Wen looked at each other and smiled at the restaurant shopkeeper and drank.

After dinner, he asked his nephew to go home first. He had to help the restaurant clean up and then meet on the bridge in the town.

The restaurant shopkeeper looked at the young man busy packing the dishes and drank wine, and said a little drunk: "I didn't expect that one day I would feel pitiful at that time, and thought that if I hadn't been forced to the dead, I wouldn't have come to my small and broken place to eat and die. How could I think you would have helped the restaurant make a lot of money? To be honest, this year has been more money than the previous ten years of the restaurant."

The young man looked up and smiled, "The good guy from the shopkeeper will be rewarded, it should be."

The old man smiled and asked, "It should be?"

The young man wondered, “Shouldn’t it be?”

The old man sighed: "It's better to have good rewards for good people. It's fine if your nephew is willing to believe it. I'm such an old guy, I really don't dare to believe it."

The old man looked at the waiter who was busy working hard, "The guests who came here to drink, eat and listen to books all think you have no temper, but I don't think, I always think you are..."

The young man made a joke: "The shopkeeper wants to say he is not promising, right?"

The old man laughed and scolded: "Don't let your mother's farts, I really don't know why your wife looks down on you!"

The young man pointed his face and smiled and said, "My parents made me handsome, the shopkeeper, you really can't envy you."

The old man waved his hand, "I won't talk nonsense to you, I want to tell you something serious today."

The young man kept his smile and stood beside the wine table, "Shopkeeper, if you have something to do, I, Wen Hua, have no future, but I, who is kind to me, remembered in my heart. I dare not say anything about repaying the favor with a drop of water. I don't have the ability to repay favors, but if I have to say a little favor, I will repay you even if I can't repay you in one go, I will repay you in this life. So, the shopkeeper, don't be polite to me. If you weren't willing to take it in, I might be able to chop firewood, burn charcoal or work as a short-term worker for any family, let alone marry a wife, and if I have to endure it, I will only support myself if I don't starve to death. Even if I save money to buy paper and pen for my nephew."

The old man smiled, looked up at the young man with sincere eyes, put down the wine glass in his hand, "Most of the restaurant's affairs will be filled with you alone. My shopkeeper is very leisurely every day, so the story of the rivers and lakes that are floating around, or the talented and beautiful women and wild foxes, all of which are heard in my ears, and some have been heard, but there are a few words that are remembered in my heart. There is one sentence that probably no one cares about, but I am very concerned about it, saying, "It has been difficult to be kind since ancient times." The more I think about it, the more I think about it, the more I do business, it is like this, and it is with friends with others.

This is even more so for my friends. So I have to leave the money dealings in this restaurant to you later. At first, I was not without any worries, and I really wanted to see if you would intercept some of it in my pocket. After all, the big business in the world was accumulated one by one, but I was surprised that from beginning to end, you didn’t take away a copper plate. The books were clear and the books were clean. This was not easy. The wine-red face and wealth moved people’s hearts. This is the normal human nature, so, you are a kind person.”

The young man said in a deep voice: "Shopkeeper, this is beyond my opinion. I, Wen Hua, can have a stable life today, it is the kindness of the shopkeeper. If I take money secretly from the restaurant against my conscience, I, Wen Hua, will be really not a thing. I can't do such a thing!"

The old man nodded, "You know, I am not young anymore, and I have been thinking about buying a big house in the county town for the rest of my life. It just so happened that my two daughters and sons-in-law were there to make a living. Although the old saying goes, the water from a married daughter is poured out by water, but there are no parents in the world who don't care about their children. My two daughters are married so carelessly. It's not easy to live in the county town. I just miss my coffin book, wanting them to be more glorious.

, I don’t have to rent a house and rely on others. As for me, I used to be powerless, and I saved up about three or four hundred taels of silver. I am quite a bit good in the county town. I really don’t have enough to see it when I get to the county town where every inch of land is worth every little money. This year, I have doubled my fortune. I have a little 800 tons of silver. As long as it is not a place where the powerful people are crowded with Qingtu Lane, I will almost be able to buy a decent house. It just so happens that you are here in the restaurant. I have been wondering if I will give you the restaurant..."

The waiter was stunned and smiled bitterly: "Old shopkeeper, even if I sell such a big restaurant, I will definitely not be able to afford it."

The old man smiled and said, "This restaurant used to be worth about 180 taels of silver, but now it is different from the past. It should be estimated at 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels of 300 taels

The young man wants to speak but stops.

The old man waved his hand to signal the young man to sit down, "Don't feel that he owes me, I'm smart, I know that you will definitely be able to make the restaurant business bigger and bigger in the future. With your kindness, you can pay less dividends every year? If I enjoy my happiness in the big mansion in the county town, I can get a lot of money every year and make a lot of money."

The young man sat back on the bench and straightened his waist, "Old shopkeeper, I will never thank you for your kindness!"

The old man made a finger-twisting gesture and joked: "Don't talk, I will speak with money in the future."

The young man suddenly smiled and said, "Old shopkeeper, aren't you afraid that I will be able to pay the dividends in the future. After paying off the 300 taels of silver, I will be reluctant to pay the dividends?"

The old man raised his eyebrows, then pointed to the young man's heart, and then pointed to his own eyes, "The reason for this business is that he can trust your boy's conscience, and the other is that he can trust my own eyes!"

The young man and the old shopkeeper poured a glass of wine each and raised his glass, "It's all in the wine!"

The two drank it all in one go.

After the old man finished drinking, "You kid, hurry up and check on your wife. By the way, go to the back of the cabinet to get a pot of green ant wine that you just entered, just as I celebrate that you kid finally has his own family business."

The young man stood up and laughed, "Okay!"

The old man did not forget to remind him: "If you celebrate, you must remember the money for the wine in your account! This green ant wine is not cheap. It is said that a pot of only 2 cents of silver from Beiliang Road, and one tael of silver will go up when you arrive in Lianghuai. Then from Jiangnan Road to our place, tsk, four taels of silver. This is not a place to sell wine, it is almost the same to sell silver directly. You kid drink it casually, don't drink it until it tastes like it."

The young man said, "I can't bear to drink it myself!"

The old man asked curiously: "What, do you want to give it to your brother or to your father-in-law?"

The young man who went straight to the counter suddenly paused, turned his head and grinned, "No, I keep it for my brother. From now on, he came to my house to eat and drink, and then he treated him with this wine. Back then... a long time ago, when I was hanging out with him, he always said that the wine in the world was the most delicious. At that time, he always liked to use this to greed me, and later he separated. Once when I passed by his hometown alone, I walked in a hurry and didn't drink it, nor did I figure out what it tasted."

The old man said angrily: "What does it taste like? It's expensive and there's nothing else. I don't like to drink it. It's too strong and too turbulent, burning through my throat, and having more stamina. In my opinion, it's really not as good as the homemade rice wine we have here."

The young man smiled and said, "My brother is half a man from the martial arts world. He naturally wants to drink the strongest wine. Drinking the soft rice wine is not a hero!"

The old man was happy, "Yeah, I'm still a man from the world, and I'm following you, you went a long way in the world when you were traveling through the world?"

The young man scratched his head, "It's just going far."

The old man rolled his eyes and said, "You have suffered even though you have suffered!"

The young man laughed it off.

The old man sitting alone in the wine table raised his glass and drank slowly. He looked at the waiter who was carefully holding the wine pot from afar and asked for no reason: "Wen Hua, the storyteller in our restaurant, several times when the king of the Northwest vassal admitted that he had a brother who knew the world and the world, and happened to be the same name and surname as your boy? Then should your brother have the same surname as Xu Cai?"

The young man stood in the distance with a bright smile on his face, "It's a coincidence, it's true!"

The old man laughed and waved, "Boy! Bowl!"

The old man who had no wine in the glass shook the wine pot, and it was empty. He turned his head and looked at the young man walking towards the restaurant gate. He limped, but he didn't give him a miserable or funny feeling. The old man suddenly laughed and asked, "Wen Hua, are you really not the famous swordsman in the capital?"

The young man holding the pot of green ant wine in both hands slowly turned around and made a face, "Shopkeeper, do you think I look like it?"

The old man smiled and did not answer, and waved his hand again.

The old shopkeeper sat back on his seat, and there was no wine in the cup in the pot. The bored old man thought for a while, looked at the door, and said self-deprecatingly: "It doesn't look like it, right, can it look like it?"

After leaving the restaurant, the young man quickly walked towards the small bridge, flowing along the river bank all the way. Looking around, the quiet river surface was full of lit river lanterns, like the starry sky on a summer night. According to the local custom, after a person dies, those wandering ghosts who have no support will be reincarnated on the day of the Zhongyuan Festival, if they can find the river lantern with their own name, they will be reincarnated. He heard from his brother who was digging the rivers and lakes together that Buddhism has the ** rebirth of rebirth, especially those who cannot be liberated in the underworld. With the lotus lantern on the river in the world, they can be free. One of his guilt in this life was to be with the elder brother in his family.

The two of them can only afford to study alone, and the brother gave him the opportunity, but he didn't like to study and didn't know how to cherish it. He only wanted to be chivalrous and righteous all day long, yearning for the world of swords and swords. So now he likes to talk to his nephew more than his brother and sister-in-law, asking his children to study hard. The paper and pen he bought for his nephew are the most expensive and best in the town. He does not hope that his nephew must be awarded the exam in the future, nor is it a glorious family lintel, but from the bottom of his heart that men study, read a lot of knowledge, write well, and do not have to ask for Spring Festival couplets every year, or if they have children in the future, they can name their children by themselves, which is always a great thing.

If you want to practice swordsmanship and become the best in the world, there is only one person in the world. There are always martial artists who are harder than fists. However, the truths that scholars read from books are definitely not the truths that emperors, generals, ministers, officials and nobles speak, and they will definitely be bigger.

When he arrived at the familiar bluestone bridge, his wife had indeed sold out two baskets of river lanterns, and his nephew held the last one in his hand.

After she waited until he approached, she asked softly: "Why do you want me to leave a cup? You also want to write the word Beiliang?"

He smiled and said, "The young New Year I told you was from Beiliang. Now that the war is on the west side, I want to pray for him."

The three of them walked down the bridge together and came to the shore. He bent down and gently put the river lamp into the river.

The three of them simply sat shoulder to shoulder on the shore. He rubbed his nephew's head and asked the child to help him hold the pot of green ant wine. He looked up and smiled at his wife, "If you have the opportunity to meet in the future, if that guy calls you brother-in-law, don't agree. He must call you sister-in-law."

Her eyes were curved and she smiled in a narrow smile: "You two are fighting for something like this."

He smiled happily and said, "You can't argue for other things, but this matter is absolutely not allowed to give in!"

She blushed slightly and said helplessly: "Then do you still think about becoming a relative with him in the future? You said you had made a marriage for a baby and they agreed?"

He said heroically: "Do he dare not agree?!"

His wife smiled. For some reason, her man was not particular about anything. She was only extremely proud and proud when talking about his brother.

Sometimes, she even felt a little jealous.

She didn't know what her man and his brother had experienced together back then, so she couldn't let go of her man.

And she knew better than anyone else that this man named Wen and Hua could actually take on everything and let go of everything. Even the face that a man should care about the most was always let go of.

He looked at the river and whispered: "Don't worry, wife, I'm not thinking about the world I've walked through back then, I'm just thinking about my brother."

Then he turned his head and grinned, "There's no way. I know that no matter how good he is, he will feel boring."

Look, listen, this is the tone again.

She gave him a blank look.

He snorted, "Wife, don't believe me, who am I? Who is my brother? Our brothers were in the world back then, that's..."

Suddenly seeing his wife looking at him with a playful smile, he immediately changed his words: "That's definitely full of righteousness! Well, of course, I'm just doing a little harder, I'm hungry for three times."

She pursed her lips and smiled.

He lowered his head and said to his nephew, "Your cheap uncle always likes to recite a poem. I'll tell you, have you seen it in books? The sunrise is 1 meter high, and everything in the world is as fine as hairs. The wild man is angry and sees injustice, and wears the eternal knife in his chest."

The child who had just started school in the village school was naturally confused and shook his head vigorously.

He raised his head again and looked at the bright water filled with river lamps. The breeze blew on his face and his face was quiet.
Chapter completed!