Chapter 48： Enter Beijing

The time is September, and the sequence belongs to the three autumns.

The temperature in the morning was a little cold, but it couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the businessman. In the three hundred and sixty squares of the central capital, the smell of food wafts on every road. A gust of wind blows, and the spicy soup full of pepper is refreshing, and the big pancakes sprinkled with sesame seeds are fragrant, which makes people appetite. The old-fashioned ramen restaurant is chanting "Er Xi" and "Red Soup", as if it can make the business more prosperous, and the stalls with hot oil pans on the street are not to be outdone, and the seasoned food is thrown into the oil In the pot, the sizzling sound, rolling and frying, the oil is yellow and crisp. In this compartment, Xiaojiabiyu, who is neatly dressed, puts on a variety of hand-made pastries, which are exquisite and exquisite, and you can smell the sweetness in the air after a few steps; in the other compartment, a heroic **** man fished out a piece from the cauldron. The boiled meat, chop it, pour it with a spoonful of red oil juice, wrap it in a dough cake, pack it with lotus leaves, and hand it to the buyer...

At this time, the teahouses on the street also pulled down their signboards with gilded characters that said "Wake up early". Xiaoer stood at the door with a smile on his face. There was a water basin in front of him. Li shouted: "Wake up early..."

With this shout, Sheng Sheng woke up the entire Zhongjing.

"Wake up early" is a custom in Beijing. Anyone who doesn't rush to work with a mouthful of hot food will come to this teahouse with their favorite breakfast food, wash their face with the water in the hot tub, walk inside, and pick a seat. Next, listen to the gentleman on the stage read the imperial court's newspaper, break down the current situation, and start the day slowly. This is "wake up early".

When Daxuan founded the country, an official said that "Wake up early" is the common people's arrogant discussion of the government, please stop and wake up early. Taizu said angrily that people in the world could not know the affairs of the world, and even sent eunuchs from the Qing family in the palace. Under the leadership of the first eunuch, they settled in various teahouses and taverns, and shared the daily memorials with the people except for the secret and important matters. Reciting for seven days in a row made Yan Guan shut up. Since then, anyone who goes out to "wake up early" can shake their heads proudly, raise their thumbs up, and shout "Wake up early for the order" with three points of pride and three points of arrogance, very domineering.

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With a pancake in his mouth, Nan Yuanxi walked quickly through the crowd. Last night, Xiao Hexiang somehow lost her temper and tossed herself all night before she woke up three quarters of an hour late.

Thinking of Xiaohexiang, Nan Yuanxi felt a sense of tenderness in his heart. He never imagined that in the land of fireworks, he would find the love of his life. What about the women in the brothel, if he could, he would like to marry Xiaohexiang Mingming tomorrow, and carry a large sedan chair into the house.

It's just that Xiao Hexiang's redemption funds are too high.

Nan Yuanxi took a bite of the pancake. His southern family was once prominent when the country was founded, and his ancestors also had great Confucian figures. However, one generation is not as good as one generation. It has been passed down for hundreds of years. When it came to his generation, he finally returned to light, which made him awaken the talent of "reading through". It's a pity that his talent is limited, and after 20 years of studying, he has stopped at the "writing realm". He thought that he still lacked the guidance of famous teachers, so he sold his family property and traveled thousands of miles to Zhongjing.

But where is Zhongjingcheng? Millennium ancient capital, the first good place. He has no power, no power, and low talent, so naturally he can't even find a way to post.

In order to make contacts, he frequently held literary conferences, but the participants were all on a par with him. In the blink of an eye, there was no progress in apprenticeship for half a year, but most of his money had been consumed.

In the end, someone said that they could help him find a copying job in Wenchang Pavilion, but he needed a lot of money. At that time, Nan Yuanxi was like grabbing the last straw, and he fought with each other. In the end, the bamboo basket was empty, and he was deceived of money.

When all her thoughts were lost, it was Xiao Hexiang who held Nan Yuanxi, who wanted to commit suicide by throwing herself into the river. This brothel woman had participated in Nan Yuanxi's literary meeting several times before, but was overwhelmed by Nan Yuanxi's rhetoric.

"My concubine thought that Mr. Lang was not good at poetry, but he was able to analyze current affairs. The boring official documents were vivid and easy to understand in Mr. Lang's mouth. Why didn't Mr. Lang not take the position of 'Mr. Shuowen', maybe he could get noble people Blue eyes. No matter how bad it is, I can save some money by my side."

Xiao Hexiang's words startled the dreamer.

Said Mr. Wen, a profession born with the custom of "wake up early". They took the imperial palace newspaper and read it to the guests who came to wake up early. The higher-level Mr. Shuowen could also analyze the hidden secrets that were not written in the palace newspaper, and even predict the trend of current affairs. Being named "Mr." is enough to show his high status. From time to time, some people say that Mr. Wen is favored by nobles and recommended to enter the court or be accepted as an aide.

Nan Yuanxi listened to Xiao Hexiang's advice and really found a way out that suits him to show his strengths. It has only been half a year of hard work. The name of "painting mouth Nansheng" is a little famous. Mr. Shuowen of "North Wind Tower", one of the teahouses, earns thirty taels of silver a month.

Yesterday, I heard that there is an important news report today, but I don't know what it is. Being late is a big taboo for Mr. Wen. So Nan Yuanxi quickened his pace again...

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"Morning guests, Nan Sheng is polite." Hurry up and hurry up, Nan Yuanxi finally arrived in the Beifeng Building in time, took the copy of the Di newspaper from the shopkeeper, and hurried onto the stage.

"Mr. Nan, a certain family saw you running all the way on the road, but last night with Xiao Hexiang, I forgot the time!" A familiar morning guest was teasing below, causing a kind of laughter.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Some fans of Nan Yuanxi also retorted, "If you are lingering with Xiao Hexiang, Mr. Nan will definitely not be able to get out of bed in the morning, how can he run all the way..."

The crowd burst into laughter again.

Nanyuan interest: (￣ェ￣;)

Sir, are you defending me? Is my Nanyuanxi so useless in your eyes?

Nan Yuan Xi dry coughed twice, signalling the audience to be quiet.

"Everyone, let's talk about the joke later, let's get to the point Let's talk about today's newspaper." Nan Yuanxi forced his respect, picked up the newspaper in his hand, and just glanced at it. A look of disbelief appeared on his face, and he read it several times.

A guest below was impatient and shouted, "Mr. Nan, what's wrong? But the barbarians have invaded?"

Someone continued: "Could it be that the demon clan is here to fight the autumn wind again?"

Nan Yuanxi quickly gathered his mind and put down the Di Bao. In this short period of time, he had completely written down the Di Bao.

"Everyone, don't worry, it's not a monster. There is only one thing in the newspaper today. My Majesty Daxuan canonized Chen Luo and Chen Dongliu in Wan'an County, Qingzhou, as Wan'an Bo!"

There was an uproar underneath.

"Chen Luo? Who? I've never heard of it!"

"Wan Anbo, is this a real title? Isn't it the most taboo to be awarded a title by real power?"

"My dynasty has an ancestral system, and you cannot be awarded a title without merit. Where is this Chen Luogong?"

"How old is Chen Luo? Is it Confucianism or Taoism?"

Taking advantage of the commotion, Nan Yuanxi took a sip of tea, suppressed the surprise in his heart, and made a gesture to suppress it. The voice below gradually quieted down, and Nan Yuanxi continued to speak.

"Chen Luozhe, nineteen years old, after being loyal and strong, wrote a piece of "Zhong Kui Lue Biography", which can be recited to get rid of ghosts, and those who do not have the talent for reading can also recite it."

"The full text is as follows-"

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Almost at the same time, all the Xingzao teahouses in Zhongjing and all Mr. Shuowen slowly read out "The Brief Biography of Zhong Kui".

"Zhong Kui, a native of Zhongnan Mountain in Shaanxi Province, was talented at a young age..."

At the same time, at Wanshengmen Gate of Zhongjing City, a carriage slowly drove into Zhongjing.

Sitting in the carriage, the great scholar Wei Yan, the new Jin Wan Anbo——

Chen Luo!