Chapter 815: Helpless in Famine

The sky is high in September, and the last days have passed.
It is famous since ancient times, and the streetmen at the gate of the city have been endless. There are many shops and stalls on both sides of the city streets. The bargains are screaming and selling. When he first arrived, the prosperity that was different from his hometown dazzled Lu Changwen. However, the township test is just around the corner.
But at this time, Lu Changwen listened to these constant noises, but was upset, even looking at the eyes around him seemed to be full of endless ridicule. Looking up at the plaque of Yuyue Inn, the word Yuyue at this time seemed extremely dazzling. This was exactly three years ago, and still three years later! His father's words were still in his ears. Thinking of his father's sad face and eyes full of hope, Lu Changwen stepped back two steps suddenly, his face turned pale. Coincidentally, Xiao Er stepped out of the store and said to Lu Changwen: "Lu Gongzi, yesterday ’s room and board, you see ..." Before he finished speaking, he saw that Lu Changwen's face changed and he hurriedly grabbed Lu Chang Wen dragged into the inn and shouted at the store, shouting, "Treasurer, this guy is going to eat white food, I grab him." His voice was sharp and urgent, like a cat with a tail on his tail. Lu Changwen, dragged into the inn, blushed to his neck. It wasn't that he had no money, but that he was so suddenly put on a hat for eating white food, or was dragged into the inn and so many people stared. This kind of literati's inherent self-esteem, encountering such an embarrassment is almost equivalent to shame, and Lu Changwen has blushed to the root of his neck.
When the shopkeeper saw it, Chong Xiaoer winked. Xiaoer knew, and immediately laughed, and said that he would forgive him, and he also helped Lu Changwen to make the crepe collar, so he greeted the other guests.
The shopkeeper stared at Lu Changwen, and touched his lips with a moustache. His white face was full of smiles. Under the embarrassment of Lu Changwen, he hurriedly went to his arms to find two silver coins, but was frightened. His arms were empty. How could there be any silver?
Seeing his face flushed with guilt, the smile on the shopkeeper's face disappeared instantly, and the yin and yang strangely said, "It seems that Xiao Er's words are not groundless!" The elongated tone lowered Lu Changwen's head. The guests of the inn were already intrigued. At this time, they listened to what the shopkeeper said and looked at Lu Changwen. For a while, everyone whispered and listened to Lu Changwen's ears. Tim upset.
"Yes, I'll get it." Lu Changwen argued sharply, and he was about to turn upstairs, but saw that Xiao Er did not know when he had lifted his uncle in front of Lu Changwen. Watching Xiao Er hold up his fist, an inexplicable fire can't help coming up from his stomach, he thanked him, snatched it, rummaged it, almost instantly, his face turned white again, even his forehead Sweating. However, the anger in his chest could no longer be suppressed, and he raised his palm and drew it on Xiao Er's face, screaming: "Is it a black shop without permission, is this a black shop?" Xiao Er's expression changed and he looked busy. shopkeeper. The shopkeeper gave him a sneer, sneered, went up the stairs in front of the crowd, and exclaimed: "Lu Gongzi, don't be impatient, I heard that the township test has passed, I don't know the name of the skill?" But the word Gong was bitten heavily. Lu Chang's text was so anxious that he suddenly heard questions from the shopkeeper, and the re-emergence of the fact that he was short-listed was difficult to tell. The shopkeeper said: "I do n’t know anything, I know a few words today, I am ugly today, I have a couplet, and I hope the son can give me advice, and it will be easy to get rid of it", regardless of whether Lu Changwen promised it or not, immediately said : "Ten years as the name of the cold window."
"The battlefield battlefield court" suddenly heard a powerful voice in the room on the second floor. The words sounded like thunder, ringing in everyone's ears. Lu Changwen couldn't help but say: "Yes, right", when the voice just fell, he always held his fist and said, Thank you very much.
I saw the door opening upstairs, and a man in a blue shirt stepped out, his eyebrows were bright, his lips were red and his nose was straight, and his hair was free.
A few steps downstairs, followed by a silver coin placed on the counter, the blue shirt man turned to the shopkeeper and said: "Lu Gongzi's account, all together, can it?", The shopkeeper stepped down the stairs and hurriedly collected After getting silver, he immediately turned his anger into joy, and nodded again and again: "Yes, Xiao Er, give the guest officer tea. Oh no, take good tea!". After giving up Lu Changwen, he smiled and led the man in the blue shirt to the table to sit and wiped the table himself.
"Come on, get some special dishes, I have something to talk with Lu Gongzi, and have labor," he said, holding his fist at the shopkeeper. He made an inviting gesture to Lu Changwen, but there was a hint of disgust in his eyes.
Lu Changwen got a break from the man's siege, and his preference increased greatly. At this time, the men were invited, and they would not refuse. After pouring their cups of tea, they poured a cup of tea and said to the blue shirt, "Take tea instead of wine, thank the brother." He stopped drinking and coughed with water.
The crowd laughed a lot, and the blue-shirted man also lifted his mouth slightly. He added a bit of favor to Lu Changwen, and he just happened to serve the dishes, and the followers filled the two with wine bowls. The man in the blue shirt waited for Lu Changwen to raise his toast and drank it on his neck. The sigh fell from his cup, and he looked sad.
Lu Changwen was puzzled and said, "Why is this, Xiongtai?" The words were full of thought, thinking that the blue shirt people would mind what happened just now, thinking that it was extremely uncomfortable.
The sigh fell in Lu Changwen's ears, and caused countless sorrows. He wanted to study hard for ten years, and his parents felt ardent. I wanted to be ashamed before the test room to comfort my parents' upbringing. I never thought about it, but I was ridiculed by the villain. It is often said that the 'golden house in the book' brought him nothing but heart loss. En Shang is difficult to report, not to mention the glorious lintel. They all said that the spirit was poured into deep sorrow. When I thought about it, I took the bowl again and drank it. The hot feeling passed through my throat, which forced my eyes to be blurred, my eyes turned red, and I endured the tears with endurance. .
Unfortunately, this scene was just seen by the shopkeeper. Ha smiled, but saw the blue shirt man piercing the wine bowl on the table, and had to stagger back, the expression on his face became extremely wonderful.
Lu Changwen put the wine bowl on the table, and he got up to find the shopkeeper theory, but did not want to be tripped by the legs of the table. He fell sturdy, pain and humiliation, and tears came down his cheeks, and this This time accompanied by Lu Changwen's cry.
The eyes of the inn gathered on Lu Changwen again, but they were so surprised that even the blue shirts were full of doubts. I saw Lu Changwen lying on the ground, with sadness between his eyebrows, sorrowful eyes, trembling on his lower lip, and tears and rain began to tremble. At first, she just cried silently, gradually shaking the roof tiles, and there seemed to be a great grievance in her chest. A woman who was affected by this emotion turned around and secretly wiped her eyes. Some acute children are upset and can't help but hate the voice: "Don't go to battle to kill the enemy, crying and irritating people", "What's wrong?" Some men pulled their own red-eyed women to comfort them. Those who uttered curses, waited a long time; in the inn, vocals and wailing, cursing and sobbing, and noisy.
What's more, he scolded and opened the door of the room, swept away the crowd, and strode toward Lu Changwen, watching the posture, and not fighting Lu Changwen, for fear of anger.
Suddenly heard the "click" sound, the blue shirt hands burst in the jar.
The sound of a plop sounded, and the four of them fell to the ground from different directions. "Dead man!"
"The mover—dead!" The blue-shirted man got up and drank, took a single palm to take a photo, hey! The wine table in front of him was three feet into the ground, and the restaurant was quiet. The sound of Lu Changwen's ears roared, and the sorrow ceased, but there was more fear in the eyes of the blue shirt man. If this palm hits the body, how can there be a life. Now, if I move my body a few inches back, I dare not move again, for fear of annoying the person.
"There are many people here, not long-lasting places," the follower whispered to the blue shirt people.
The man in the blue shirt did not answer, but just greeted the shopkeeper to get wine, but he heard Xiao Er tremble and said, "The shopkeeper ... the shopkeeper, faint ... fainted."
"Then you get it," the blue-shirted man didn't say a lot, but he didn't anger himself.
Xiao Er stumbled and brought two bottles of good wine. The blue shirt man reached for the wine. Xiao Er mistakenly thought that he would take his own life. He knelt down in fear and shouted for his life.
The man in the blue shirt patted the mud seal and drank at his own discretion.
Lu Changwen saw that his blood was still on his forehead, and he couldn't bear it. He stepped forward and lifted it up. He said, "The man has gold under his knee, and he won't kill you." He said he pushed Xiao Er back to the pile of people. in.
For a moment, he fisted to the blue shirt person: "Thank you today, please ..."
"Are you very face-to-face with me?" Before he finished speaking, Lu Changwen was choked back by the blue shirt man.
Xiao Er, the shopkeeper and even the eyes of the people around are interesting. It seems that the blue shirt people let them solve the knot in their hearts.
About the tea time, Lu Changwen hurriedly carried the baggage scattered on the ground in his arms, walked out of the restaurant hurriedly, turned around from time to time, but didn't stop at his feet. Ban Zhuxiang's time has come to the south of the city. The goodsman who carried the burden, the master of the sugar blower, the uncle who cooked the batter, the stall selling gouache, and so on. But Lu Changwen was out of sight and just walked away. When he got into Chenghuang Temple, watching the land man looked like a kind man, he was relieved.
The oppressive atmosphere just now, Lu Changwen, who was so oppressed, could not breathe, but fled in a hurry.
"The house leak is in a rainy season, which is really unlucky," said Lu Changwen, sitting on the ground with his butt.
The violently undulating chest and outfit calmed the face, but he was quite satisfied with Xiao Er who suddenly came out from the statue.
However, this feeling of satisfaction only passed away, as long as the kid with the last name Lu was taken back.
"Lu Gongzi, the footsteps are so fast, but I also asked the son to move, my master invited me", said a little, bowed slightly, and made a gesture of asking out of the door. In his eyes, he looked like Lu Changwen, and there was a big disagreement and he wanted to do it.
"Who is your master? Why ask me?" Lu Changwen watched him look bad, and he had resigned in his heart. Seeing him go further, he ran to the door.
Just one step away from the temple door, the wind suddenly felt behind the head, and then the vest hurt so much that it fell to the ground before turning back.
Xiao Er clapped and clapped, and came forward to raise Lu Changwen to return to life.
However, I saw that a figure appeared at the door of the temple, with a large figure, wearing linen and blocking the way.
Xiao Er's heart swelled, and he knew that today's things could not be good, and his heart was going to harden.