"Business is good, business is good."
Song Zhi's words came from the bottom of his heart. He had been a scholar for almost half of his life, yet he didn't see much money, nor did he get any official position. He was as poor as a doorbell! On the other hand, those who did business made a lot of money, wearing gold and silver. Although Huyi and Great Lin both valued agriculture more than business, making money was the way of the king. As the saying goes, money can be used.
Once you have money, you can also control those with power.
Er Goudan, who lived next door, brainwashed him like this!
He thought that if the Ghost Lady Burying Husband didn't succeed, he would really follow Er Goudan to the sea to do business.
When that time came, he would become a rich man!
But the heavens still wanted him to continue being a scholar!
Jing Rong saw him lowering his head and muttering. Although he looked like a yes-man, his speech and mannerisms had the air of a gentleman. If they were in the capital, it wouldn't be a bad idea to make friends with him.
Jing Rong asked, "What do you do for a living, young master?"
Ashamed, Song Zhixian said, "A useless scholar."
"Talent can learn from literature, and literature can learn from Dao. How can it be useless?"
"Hero, you don't know, but I have my own difficulties."
Oh?
Jing Rong knew the difficulties of a scholar. It was that he didn't have the four treasures of the study, couldn't comprehend poetry, couldn't sleep at night, and was poor!
Obviously, Song Zhi belonged to the poor category.
So Jing Rong didn't ask further. Song Zhi seemed to remember something and cupped his hands. "Right, my surname is Song, and my first name is Zhi. My ancestors were all from Yiwu. My grandfather used to be a minor official, but he was demoted after a few years. Since then, he fell ill and died of depression. As for my father, he was also a scholar, writing and painting for a living.
My father and grandfather both died of illness, and our family declined. When it came to my generation, we were extremely poor. Now, I'm twenty-five years old and have nothing to show for it. "
He almost told them everything about his family.
Jing Rong and Ji Yunshu looked at each other and read the meaning in each other's eyes. This person was interesting!
Jing Rong showed a friendly expression. "Huyi also has an imperial examination system. Has Young Master Song ever thought of taking it?"
"The bureaucracy is complicated. It's better not to get involved."
"Officialdom has its own way of doing things, but it's not as complicated as you think. Since you have talent, there will always be people who recognize talent."
"Even so … Sigh!" Song Zhi sighed.
Jing Rong said, "It seems that Young Master Song really does have some difficulties."
"I won't hide it from you all. There is a barrier in my heart. If I can't overcome it, I won't be able to solve it."
There was a deeper meaning to his words.
Since the matter was settled, Jing Rong did not ask further.
At this time, the waiter came up with a few vegetarian dishes.
"Sirs, please enjoy."
Stir-fried vegetables, stir-fried lotus root, stir-fried potatoes …
They were all vegetables!
When Song Zhi saw this, he hurriedly said, "Why don't you serve a few meat dishes? Warriors, you must have rushed all the way here. You must have had a hard time. How can you only eat vegetables? That won't do. "
He planned to order a few more meat dishes, but Ji Yunshu stopped him. "Young Master Song, there's really no need to trouble yourself. We can just eat something simple."
Song Zhi froze for a moment and stared at Ji Yunshu.
In fact, from the moment he sat down, he had already paid attention to Ji Yunshu. It was the first time he saw such a delicate and handsome man from the Great Lin in Yiwu. His facial features were dignified, his eyes were clear, and his expression carried a hint of wisdom.
Even Song Zhi was somewhat 'moved'.
He said, "How can we do that? We must order more, we must order more. "
Song Zhi insisted on ordering a few more meat dishes.
He reckoned that his five taels of silver should be enough.
During the meal, Song Zhi only ate a few mouthfuls.
Ji Yunshu hinted for Bai Yin to pay the bill. Song Zhi immediately stood up. "We agreed that this one will treat everyone."
He insisted on paying the bill.
Four taels of silver!
There was still one or two left.
He cupped his hands towards Jing Rong and the others. "If it weren't for you, I would have lost all my money. If fate wills it, I hope we will meet again."
Jing Rong politely returned the greeting. "If fate wills it, we will meet again."
Song Zhi left.
Bai Yin, who had been silent all this time, finally opened her mouth. "That person is really interesting."
Jing Rong picked up the chopsticks in his hand and tapped the empty bowl a few times. His lips curved into a smile. "He is indeed interesting, but he is also an honest person."
"He's honest, but he's too honest. We haven't even told him who we are, but he's already confessed his family background," said Ji Yunshu.
Jing Rong became vigilant.
'Strange indeed!
How can there be such a person in this world? '
He immediately ordered the guards he brought with him. "You must be vigilant. Don't let anyone come close."
"Yes!"
Bai Yin rubbed her stomach. "I haven't eaten enough yet!"
Thus, they ordered another table of dishes and continued eating.
After the meal, the sky was already dark.
Ji Yunshu and Jing Rong returned to their room.
Ji Yunshu said, "Yiwu is a beautiful place with verdant hills and limpid waters. It is also very lively."
"If you like it, we can stay for a few more days." Jing Rong poured a glass of water and smiled at her. "Do you want to see 'Ghost Maiden Buries her Husband'?"
"No one understands me better than you do."
"We have been through thick and thin together for so long. How can I not know what you are thinking?"
'Shameless!'
Ji Yunshu tilted her head and softly murmured, "Watching my husband shed his bones and turn into smoke under the tree, I can only plant yellow soil in front of his grave. These two lines are so beautiful."
Jing Rong said, "It is indeed beautiful! I will take you to see it tomorrow night. "
Ji Yunshu got up and walked to the window. She opened the tightly shut window and looked down at the bustling street.
She took a deep breath.
"It would not be bad if we could settle down here."
Jing Rong heard her words and walked behind her. He hugged her and kissed her on the cheek.
"As long as you are willing, we can stop at any time!"
Yes, as long as she was willing.
… …
It was already very late when Song Zhi returned to his small, run-down house.
Because he had treated Jing Rong and the others to a meal, he only had one tael left. He planned to buy some rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea tomorrow.
As for winter clothes, he would probably have to wait for the money he earned from writing his next novel before buying them. For the time being, he had to endure these few days.
The cold wind blew, making his shabby door feel strange and eerie.
He returned home and sat down.
"Knock, knock, knock …"
Someone was knocking on the door.
Who could it be in the middle of the night?
He hesitated for a moment, but still went to open the door.
When the door opened, he saw a handsome man standing at the door.
"You?"
The man smiled and said, "What's wrong? Does Teacher Song not recognize me? "
"Huh? When have I seen you before? "
"I am Wang Jun!" The man walked past him and entered the house.
It was like he was in his own home!
Song Zhi was still confused. He closed the door and turned to ask, "Wang Jun? Do I know you? "
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