When the old man came back to Lao Bi Zhai in Lane 47, Sang Sang was still squatting in front of the stove, frowning at the burning firewood, concentrating on the magic skills he had learned in the weekdays. ..

"Dine," the old man said.

Sang Sang had been fascinated before, but he didn't realize that the old man had left for a while. He stood up and listened to the edge of the old man who was wet by the snow. Smiled.

The old man smiled and sat down at the table.

Sang Sang didn't ask him what he had done to leave Lao Bi Zhai, he filled him with a bowl of rice, and then heated the yellow croaker, put a piece of the most fat on the pile of rice in his bowl, and drenched it again. A spoon of delicious steaming soup.

"What dish did Aunt Wu make at noon?"

"Garlic, oil, wheat."

Sang Sang asked: "Is it delicious?,.

The old man replied: "It's okay ... but I don't understand why, for example, why didn't Qingqing put salted fish in the dish."

Sang Sang raised his head and asked in doubt: "Why should I put salted fish?"

The old man was puzzled and looked at her small face and said, "But you put it last when you made rapeseed."

Sang Sang bowed his head and said, "When the young master made the rapeseed last time, he didn't even have garlic."

The old man was stunned and sighed: "Well, I remember ..." The vegetables that I ate in Taoist Temple last time were hard to see even the oil, and I didn't know what was wrong. When I got old, I was a little bit greedy. Enjoy outside. "

"The young master said that this is called from frugality to extravagance, from extravagance to difficulty, everyone is the same ... Teacher, you don't need to blame yourself."

Sang Sang soothed him.

The day after dawn, the old man got up to bed, folded the bedding on the table carefully, put it back in the corner behind the shelf, and then pushed open the door of Lao Bi Zhai shop, looked at the morning light in the distance, and narrowed his eyes .

Last night Sang Sang reiterated Ning Que's sentence "From frugality to extravagance is easy, from extravagance to thrift is difficult ..." Inexplicably shocked him ... He found that he was too greedy for life and days in the old pen Forgot to look for the shadow of the night.

In the morning, I ate hot and sour noodle soup. After the old man was ready to go to the bowl, Sang Sang signaled her to come and let the old man rest. The old man smiled and said that he was going to go shopping today, and he might not come back to dinner at noon.

"It's okay to go out and stroll around ... It's not a problem to be bored at home all day."

After thinking about it, Sang Sang took out a piece of broken silver from his belt and handed it to him. Ding-zao said, "I'm tired of shopping. I want to sit at the tea shop. Don't give up money, just don't walk too far. I'm so embarrassed to ask people. The people in Chang'an City are very enthusiastic ... It's really impossible. You can find a casino and report the name of the fourth lord, and someone will send you back. "

The old man was afraid of nagging the female disciples, took the broken silver and put it in his arms carefully, and then went out again and again.

Leaving Lin 47 Lane ... He went all the way north, from the east city through the imperial palace, through the Xuanwu gate, out of Chang'an city, to a hill covered by winter snow in the north of the city. Ascending and looking far ... Naturally, we can see far away. The old man silently looked to the north. I saw that the morning star was dim, and it seemed that he would gradually be melted into his bright body by the glory of Haotian.

The plum branches in the back garden of the South Gate have extremely shallow snow.

National teacher Li Qingshan lazily leaned on the window sill, looking at the snow on the plum branch and the small buds that never seemed to bloom, suddenly coughing violently, the cough echoed between the quiet Taoist temples, which sounded very painful.

Loosing the handkerchief that covered his lips, Xue Chi's handkerchief was as bright as red plum blossoms. He looked at the plum outside the window annoyed and reprimanded: "It should be opened in winter but it won't open. First open a few fast updates "

The Nanmen Dao Dao Dao silently stood outside the hall, with a worried look on their faces, but no one dared to enter.

He Mingchi walked over with a medicine bowl and motioned a sister to take away the yellow paper umbrella under her arm, walked onto the dark and smooth Tongmu floor, walked behind Li Qingshan and said painfully, "Master, you must n’t gossip anymore. . "

Li Qingshan took the medicine bowl and slowly drained it, folded the **** handkerchief, wiped the medicine left on his beard, and looked at his favorite student, faceless, saying: "Wei Guangming appeared last night. Sure enough, it is still in Chang'an City, and the location is limited to the three squares, but there is a vague intention to leave. This matter must be grasped. "

He Mingchi took the medicine bowl and said, "The military department and the Tianshu Department have already started preparations, but they are worried about alarming the man, so I haven't searched the streets north of Xiangfang yet, and now only Uncle is there."

Thinking that Brother was alone in the East City looking for the powerful and scary guy, Li Qingshan silenced for a long time and then nodded. Without saying much, he waved to the crowd outside the temple to disperse and the students retreated.

A black horse-drawn carriage is driving slowly on the streets of Dongcheng, Chang'an. If you do not look closely or even touch it by hand, it is difficult to find that the carriage is actually made of steel with some complicated and indescribable lines engraved on it. The specially-made wheels rolled on the hard stone road and made a heavy sound.

The master Yan Se in the carriage leaned against the splendid soft seat. The eyes in the triangle eyes greedily searched for the traces of the bright priest through the curtains. Where did he see the heavy weight on the old and sullen face.

If you can really meet, you will have a fight. If you ca n’t fight, the other party will die. If you swallow your legs, it ’s not a very important thing. As long as there is always a person, let alone a good old man. successor.

The eaves of the newly built Spring Breeze Pavilion in Yiniantao passed by the window, and Master Yan Se suddenly remembered Zhao Xiaoshu, and then remembered his apprentice who had no message at all. The apprentice was a student on the second floor of the academy. The master was naturally too lazy to worry about him The safety is just thinking that there may be no chance to meet again, it is inevitable that there is still some regret.

At this moment, he remembered that before Ning Que left Chang'an City, he had very cautiously asked him to take care of the little maid named Sang Sang, but he was busy with it these days, but he forgot to see ... He shook his head, thinking that it was just right to find the old guy in Dongcheng today, and just take a look after doing the business.

The first person to come to Lao Bi Zhai today is not Master Yan Se, nor the old man who returned from Chang'an City overlooking the north ... but a ... young fat man. When the fat man jumped from the carriage, he was forty. Although the street slabs in Seven Alley didn't tremble like a ground motion, the flesh beside his round face actually moved for a long time.

The young fat man pushed open the closed old Penzhai shop door and slumped into Ning Que ’s customary circle chair. He felt a bit of pain in the thigh, and murmured angrily. Then he shouted: "Up tea."

He really did not consider himself an outsider.

Sang Sang is preparing pine branch and yellow bacon in the backyard ... This is the craft she just learned from Aunt Wu. She is about to get dozens of pounds to give Ning Que a surprise. Suddenly she heard a cry from Tao Mian ... I was surprised by the mosquitoes. I took a towel ... I walked into the front shop while wiping my hands, and closed the door at the first time.

The young fat man looked at the thin black maid who walked over and ignored himself ... Going to shut the door first, he couldn't help but slightly frowned, and immediately frowned, saying, "The shop door is closed, how to do business?"

Sang Sang explained: "If the door is opened, the threshold will be stolen by the person who comes to grab the signature."

The young fat man was stunned for a moment, thinking that this was indeed the case. He actually forgot Ning Que's big name in Chang'an City ... Looking at the little maid asked: "My name is Chen Pipi, you have heard Ning Que say Ever? "

Sang Sang listened to the name without any surprise, and Wei Fu Xingli said: "Sang Sang has seen Chen Gongzi."

Chen Pipi rubbed her meat and had a lovely round chin, and looked up and down at the thin little girl Tao Tao, and suddenly shook her head and said, "Ning Que asked me to take care of it ... Although he was born with extraordinary temperament, he knew at a glance Non-mundane characters, but you are still too credulous after all ... I'm afraid something will go wrong. "

Sang Sang said: "I know you are Chen Pipi."

She has been to the academy several times, but the two have faced Cheng Cheng ... Chen Pipi believes that her memory of arrogant groups will never go wrong, and understands the same way: "How can you be sure that this genius is this genius?"

Sang Sang looked at him seriously and explained: "The young master often mentions you. He said that he is as fat as you are but not unsightly. He is not irritable and disgusting. He can even say that there are not many good-looking people, so I know you are you."

Chen Pipi rubbed his chin on his right hand slightly, wondering how he would slander himself in front of this little maid, and thought that the evaluation mentioned the fat but it seemed to be somewhat useful, but I didn't know how to answer it.

"Don't say this."

Chen Pipi coughed twice, posing with a serious and mature look, and looked at Sang Sang and said: "Today I came here, naturally I came to see you at the request of Ning Que. In the end, as a brother, I have this responsibility and obligation . "

He hoped that Sang Sang could show a touched expression, but Sang Sang obviously didn't have this reaction. He just looked at him with a pale face and thanked him, and then went to soak him a cheap bowl of waffles.

Chen Pipi looked at her back and said, "The younger brother said he would invite me here for a meal. He said you had good craftsmanship."

Sang Sang looked at his chubby face and frowned, wondering if it would generate this win, but he did n’t mean to keep a guest. He put the tea bowl beside him and said softly, "After the young master returns, Sang Sang cooks for Chen Gongzi. . "

The meaning of what I want to say is obviously very clear. Ning Que invites you to eat and you have to wait for him to speak in person. If you rush into the door to count your food like that, there is no door. Do n’t you need to add more chopsticks? Should you add at least two dishes in your size? If it had to be meat, how much would it cost?

Listening to this, Chen Pipi ’s self-esteem was shocked. Looking at the broken taro petals in the bowl, the fat on his face twitched slightly, so he decided to be honest: “Ning Que said that there is a I am a smarter person. I think about it all the time, and I think it is not possible, so I want to confirm it. "

Sang Sang glanced around the shop and found no one hiding

Chen Pipi covered his forehead and said helplessly: "He said that the smartest person in the world is you."

Sang Sang was stunned, thinking Ning Chengcheng would only say that he was stupid, how could he praise himself for being clever?

Although being the most clever in the world by the Young Master Award made her very happy, she was still confused by this statement. She frowned for a long time and suddenly thought of some past events. She said slightly: "I am not smart, but the memory is better."

Chen Pipi looked at her with a scornful smile and said, "Even if it's memory, I don't believe anyone in the world is stronger than me."

Sang Sang looked down at the tip of the petite toe that protruded from the hem of the cotton skirt, not at all arguing with him.

"Ning Que is not allowed to practice, and his knowledge is also extremely poor. The genius of this genius was once recognized by Haotian Daomen, even the Houshan of the Academy, and he didn't know what he thought. He dared to say that you are stronger than me. "

When Chen Pipi saw her, she became more and more annoyed, and was annoyed: "Look at what small shoes do? Do I give you small shoes?"

Although it is known that Ning Que is close to Chen Gongzi, listening to him mocking his young master, his temperament is quiet, and even some woody Sang Sang is a little angry. He no longer looks at the small embroidered shoes on his feet ... shoes, and raises his head Looking at Chen Pipi's eyes, he said seriously: "My memory is also recognized by Weicheng.

This is a truth. In those years of life in Weicheng, she will always be the most popular notary, because her memory is the best and she will not lie, just Weicheng and Zhishouguan ... The difference is probably too far away, but Sang Sang's expression is still so serious, without a trace of embarrassment, as if to tell Chen Pipi, since Weicheng recognizes that my memory is good, then it is really good.

It is generally accepted in the world that as long as two people are present, they will generally not recognize each other. This is probably Wu Wuxi's affair, especially in the face of Sang Sang's temperament, Chen Pipi wants to prove I am more clever and better than her, but it is useless by relying on your lips. You have to show some real skills.

"Let's come Bibi." Chen Pipi said.

Sang Sang did not have any IQ or memory interest to compare with others. He loved it and loved it. I picked a pine branch to make the smoke bigger, then took a new urn from the kitchen and squatted to the edge of the well to wash it carefully.

A few days ago she lazy a pot of chicken soup, the old man was very happy to drink, a lot of soup on the beard. She thought that the master also loved to drink his lazy chicken soup. After he came back, the old urn lazy chicken soup may not be enough, so she went to a small shop in Anpingfang to buy a new urn, thinking about the future of lazy chicken soup. Laziness is two urns, probably enough to drink.

Chen Pipi looked at the little thin maid's busy back, entangled with begging: "I don't care, you have to use some tools to defeat me today, otherwise I can't stand by. Is there a book in the shop? The two of us endorse, Anyone who loses will be invited to dinner, if it feels boring ... we gamble on money! "

Listening to the word silver, Sang Sang's hand suddenly stopped and looked back at Chen Pipi.

Then she stood up, rubbed some red hands irritated by the cold well water on the apron, turned around and walked into the bedroom for a while, then came out ... "The upper face was red, a little shy but regretted : "I don't understand Master's runes, but I can't read other books. "

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