Chapter 257： Make friends by writing

Chapter 257 Making friends through writing

A hundred miles of mist is not as good as a day in the capital. The capital is so prosperous. People living in the capital have a kind of innate pride. Even the beggars basking in the sun at the base of the city walls seem to be superior to others. Give him one or two Wen Qian, I don't even take a look at you.

The streets are bustling and tidy, and you can’t see the end at a glance. There are people coming and going like a sea, and there are blond and blue-eyed Hu merchants doing business with weird accents. The prosperity of the capital cannot be described with pen and ink.

Bold and generous, bustling like smoke.

Zhu Pingan led Shamate's black horse and left the beggar angrily, and walked into Beijing city, looking left and right, feeling overwhelmed, like a bumpkin. Just looking around like this, before I knew it, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and it was almost time for dinner. I hadn't eaten lunch yet, and the hunger frequently hit me. Zhu Pingan led the horse and began to look for places to stay and eat , but found that he had already arrived in front of Chongren Gate in the inner city

Chongren Gate, which is now Dongzhi Gate, is also called Chai Road. This street is very long, and you can’t see the edge at a glance. There are shops on both sides of the street, selling oil, salt, vegetables, soy sauce, etc. You can buy daily necessities here , and the quality is cheap, so the flow of people on this street is particularly large.

But since we have arrived at Chongren Gate, why not go to the inner city to see it.

The Ming Dynasty was not like the Qing Dynasty. In the Qing Dynasty, only the children of the Eight Banners lived in the inner city, but the inner city of the Ming Dynasty allowed the common people to live in it. The Ming Dynasty imperial city was for high-ranking officials and relatives of the emperor, and the inner city was for mid-level and lower-level officials and common people. .

The inner city of the capital is more prosperous.

Zhu Pingan, who was looking for a place to stay and eat in the inner city, was suddenly attracted by an inn with unusually prosperous decoration not far away. There is a particularly eye-catching cloth sign hanging on the outside of the inn, on top of which are four elegant running script. The following is a specific regular script description: Make friends with writing. This shop uses literature to meet friends, and there are six pairs of special couplets. Opposite the two couplets. Free board and lodging for one day (no limit to the number of people); free board and lodging for three days (limited to the number of people); For those who have six joints, free board and lodging for one month (limited to three people).

Looking at this eye-catching move, Zhu Ping'an raised the corners of his lips slightly. This is a typical plot, and he finally made himself come across it once.

However, this inn is also very good at attracting guests. Such a big move will definitely attract many scholars. It didn't cost much for the inn to become famous for a while. You really can't underestimate the ancients.

The capital is so big and there are so many inns. This inn can stand out with such a trick. The owner of this inn is really a good businessman. This marketing method is almost comparable to the modern voucher marketing strategy.

Sure enough, Zhu Pingan approached the inn with his dark horse, but just standing at the door, he heard the voices of people in the inn like a wave.

There are too many people in the inn, and there are gentle students in green shirts. There are also grand princes from noble families, some come for free board and lodging, some come for fame, and some come for soy sauce. The old and the young are looking at the hanging couplets in the lobby of the inn. Or whispering, or talking loudly.

At this time, a well-dressed boy was trying to pair couplets. Halfway through, he couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile and retreated.

"Wen Sheng, please be content, I only matched two pairs, and you have already matched three pairs. I don't know how long it took the store to find these couplets from those corners."

Another well-dressed young man off the field was quite proud of his friendship, smiled and patted the shoulder of the young man who was leaving the field, and looked at everyone half comforting and half showing off.

Yes, there is indeed capital to show off. This young man named Wen Sheng is one of the few young men who can match couplets to the third pair today. Apart from this young man, only three of them produced three couplets. Most of the other people were looking forward to it, and only a few people could match one pair, and it was rare for this young man named Wen Sheng to match three pairs. It was hard to come up with a pair of couplets, but it's a pity that someone has already said it before.

These couplets have been posted for two days, and the best record is three couplets.

The people in the inn lobby, after the young man left the stage, either stroked their beards and meditated, or curiously asked the two young men to make friends and exchange ideas. Unlinked people.

For a while, no one saw Zhu Pingan who was busy at the door of the inn.

"Ahem, which one, is there any room left?"

Looking at the concentrated, engrossed, and gathered people, it was so lively that even the innkeeper and shop assistants could not be found. So, Zhu Pingan had to cough, and asked loudly to the lobby of the inn.

People who were concentrating on the couplet suddenly heard a loud inquiry, and subconsciously turned their heads to look at the door.

Then I saw a man and a horse at the door.

The person at the door of the inn was a simple and honest young man, a little dark, and his clothes were all starched and white, and there were two holes.

The people who were concentrating on the couplet took a look at the couplet and came to a conclusion: this is a poor boy from the countryside who came to seek refuge with relatives.

So, people just glanced at Zhu Pingan, and then looked at the couplet party to regain their senses, not paying attention to Zhu Pingan at all.

"Hehe, guest officer, I'm really sorry, this shop is full, you can find another place." A shop assistant reluctantly squeezed out from the crowd, looked at Zhu Ping'an from a distance and waved.

Zhu Ping'an heard the words and retreated out with the dark horse of Shamate.

The store clerk was quite satisfied with Zhu Ping'an's understanding of current affairs, and smiled apologetically at everyone, and apologized to everyone for disturbing Wen Si of everyone just now, and promised not to disturb Wen Si of everyone again.

"Ahem, which one"

The people had just returned to the state of concentration when they heard the same sensual voice sounding at the door again, and turned their heads to see the people who had just left come in again.

"Hey, what's the matter with you, didn't you just say that the hotel is full?" The inn clerk looked at the boy at the door impatiently.

"I took another look just now, and it says that board and lodging are free, and the number of people is unlimited. There are so many people here, there should be rooms."

Zhu Ping'an led Shamate's black horse and stood one step away from the door, pointed at the cloth trick hanging above his head, and asked with a smile.

"It's reserved for those who made couplets, not for you, you should go to other inns to have a look."

The inn clerk waved impatiently, signaling Zhu Pingan to leave quickly, so as not to disturb the work of the men in the store. If this poor country boy ruined the business of the inn, he would not be able to bear the blame.

(end of this chapter)