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Chapter 35 Shameless

The days of the Wanli period were very comfortable.

In addition to reading, a small vegetable garden was "reclaimed" at home. The vegetable garden was planted with peppers, tomatoes and other vegetables brought from the supermarket. I would like to clean up the vegetable garden in my spare time.

A pretty maid, a clear spring, and a little field.

This day was indeed extremely comfortable, and now Shi Yiwen has begun to enjoy this kind of life.

But comfort is always pleasant, but more boring. People can't play chess, calligraphy and painting at home all day long, and farm and play maids.

I am bored when I am free, I always go out to stroll and pass the time. I feel the customs and customs of this era.

As usual, Xiao Lian accompanied him to Nanjing and went to the Fuxue School. The most common area of ​​Fuxue is scholars. Even if those scholars have not entered the Fuxue School or even failed the imperial examination, they still gather here to make friends and comment on articles... In fact, not far from the city gate, the reason why the pleasure boats on the Qinhuai River prospered was the contribution of these literati.

After all, entertainment activities in this era are limited. In addition to eating in restaurants, the spiritual enjoyment brought by the prostitutes who can sing and dance in the pleasure boat is probably a rare entertainment activity in this era. So I don’t know how many stories of talented men and beautiful women have been staged.

A talented man and a beautiful woman on the Qinhuai River.

Thinking of the stories of talented men and beautiful women in the flower boats on the Qinhuai River in the Ming Dynasty, I imagined the smiles of those beauties who "sell their skills but not their bodies", and the beauty of talented men gaining favor with their poems and articles, and the beauty of their red pink tents.

Shi Yiwen couldn't help but feel a little expectant.

If I copied some poems or something, I might be able to be a talented man, and maybe I could be able to be casual in the flower boat. Like a big shot like Tang Bohu in a brothel, not only does my sister love her but also her sister love her, but it is also free!

"Dexing..."

While he was so self-deprecating, Shi Yiwen learned the style of scholars of this era. He spread the fan in his hand with a "wow" sound, and then walked down the Wende Bridge.

Most of the books sold on Wende Street are books and four treasures of study. Of course, you can see calligraphy and painting stalls set up by scholars everywhere on the street. While walking on the street, a scholar who set up a stall on the road caught his attention. The so-called stall is just a table placed in the corner of the wall, with pens, ink, paper and inkstone on the table. Obviously, this is a place for writing letters. The middle-aged scholar wearing a student shirt sat upright, holding a book in his hand and was reading it in a daze.

Even in the 1990s, people still wrote letters, let alone this era. Looking at the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall behind, it was obvious that it was not just writing letters, perhaps selling calligraphy and paintings. However, it was not these that attracted Shi Yiwen's attention, but the middle-aged scholar looked familiar.

OK!

After careful examination, Shi Yiwen grinned.

This scholar was nothing but the "magic calculation" that deceived him by a few taels of silver.

It’s really a “enemies’ road is narrow”!

Thinking of it, Shi Yiwen walked towards the man.

Perhaps seeing a guest coming, the middle-aged scholar who was reading a book looked up at the visitor, and when he saw that he was wearing a maid shirt, he lowered his eyes and spit out two words.

"Please sit."

Then he continued to read the book without saying a word.

"This guy..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged scholar there had already taken out a book and put it on the table.

"Hmm? Ink roll?"

Looking at the title of the book, this is a composition sample for the imperial examination, such as the ink scroll, which is the representative test paper model officially engraved after the township examination. After the township examination was released, the ink became a reading material that many scholars strive to buy first, and it was also the object of imitation by the candidates.

This "ink scroll" can be regarded as the martial arts secret for the imperial examination!

Of course, this is also publicly issued. Any scholar who doesn’t have dozens of books at home will definitely be a fake.

But what Shi Yiwen is puzzled is what does it mean to throw this book to me?

While Shi Yiwen was stunned, the scholar spit out two more words.

"No thanks."

Oh, this guy has a personality.

In amazement, I heard the middle-aged scholar say.

"I'll go there for a little more convenience."

After he finished speaking, he was about to leave with the book. Hearing this, Shi Yiwen, who was originally a little surprised, suddenly grinned.

"Don't worry, brother, please help me calculate the divination first!"

When the middle-aged scholar who was about to leave heard this, his originally calm face changed slightly, and he had to bow to Shi Yiwen and say.

"I'll make you laugh."

Wu Cai, who knew that the other party had already recognized him, didn't feel embarrassed or nervous, but instead looked at him with a calm sage.

"At that time, I was penniless and forced to make a living, I had to make this bad decision. Please forgive me."

“Sorry…”

Seeing his calm appearance, Shi Yiwen sneered.

"The money is small and not worth mentioning. You actually cheated on someone with such a signature that day. If the deceived person believed your signature, wouldn't it cause a big disaster!"

"So, I replaced the silver with lead ingots and returned it to him. In this way, when he came to his senses, he would know that he had been fooled, right? If so, the man was still obsessed with it and wanted to make trouble in this peaceful and prosperous era...hey..."

A middle-aged scholar smiled and said.

"Isn't that just a mouse licking the cat's nose... looking for death!"

Shi Yiwen laughed instead of anger.

"Hey, so I want to thank you for your reminder."

"Young Master, look at what you said, thank you so much. I want to thank you. If it weren't for your silver, how could I have bought this calligraphy and painting stall? I have just made a living. I even thought that if I pass the Jinshi in the future, I will definitely find the young master and repay the kindness of the young master who gave the silver gift that day!"

OK!

It turned into a "gift" when he lied to him. This guy really had a three-inch tongue. It is rare for scholars to be so shameless, but then again, it seems that only scholars can be so shameless.

"So, are you also a scholar?"

"I'm going to tell the truth that my son is in a down-and-out position, but he is also a person with great fame. He passed the exam at the age of fourteen. It's a pity that he was not lucky enough to fail in the autumn exam for thirty years, and no one can tell the knowledge. Otherwise, how could he have fallen to such a level?"

The middle-aged scholar Wei Ran sighed and said with self-pity, Shi Yiwen sneered.

"You are just a little bit wrong. If you specialize in studying, how could this be the case? Just think of this money as an emergency! From now on, concentrate on fame and fortune."

Thinking that this man had never passed the provincial examination for thirty years, it was really unlucky enough, Shi Yiwen didn't want to pursue the few taels of silver anymore. However, he did not forget to take revenge on this guy and dared to cheat me of the money. Then you just study hard. When you are eighty, you will be a scholar!

Dele, I wish you never come back on the road to the imperial examination!

"Young Master, actually..."

When the middle-aged scholar heard this, his face turned bitter.

"I don't want to take any more fame and fortune in this way, why don't you take some money to do some business while running errands and making money? How about you and I add another five-year job?"

The middle-aged scholar's words made Shi Yiwen open his eyes wide. This guy... he is really a dog skin plaster!

However, it is rare for people with such thick skin to be few. Shi Yiwen, who originally wanted to leave, became interested in him.
Chapter completed!
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