Chapter 256: Meeting Friends with Letters

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Hundreds of miles of smoke and clouds, not as good as one day in the capital, the capital is too prosperous, people living in the capital have an innate pride, even the beggars basking in the sun under the city wall seem to be a head taller. √∟,

With endless streets, rows of magnificent shops, a tidal stream of people coming and going, and blonde and blue-eyed merchants doing business in a strange tone, the prosperity of the capital cannot be depicted by pen and ink.

Bold and prosperous.

Zhu Ping'an led the dark horse that killed Matt into the city of Beijing, looking left and right, overwhelmed, like a bun. Looking at it like this, before I knew it, it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon, the time for dinner was almost up, I hadn't eaten lunch yet, and hunger was frequent, Zhu Ping'an led the horse and began to look for a place to stay and eat, but found that he had arrived in front of the inner city Chongren Gate

Chongren Gate, which is now Dongzhi Gate, was called Chongren Gate in the Ming Dynasty, and it was used to transport firewood and charcoal trucks, called Chai Road. The whole street is about three miles long, the ground is paved with stone roads, Zhu Ping'an roughly counted, there are about more than 200 buying and selling shops, after the ice cellar mouth, tea, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar tea, as long as it is necessary for the daily life of the people, whether it is for food, can be found on this street.

But since you have arrived at Chongren Gate, it is better to go to the inner city to see it.

The Ming Dynasty was not like the Qing Dynasty, where only the children of the Eight Banners lived in the inner city of the Qing Dynasty, but the inner city of the Ming Dynasty allowed the people to live, and the imperial city of the Ming Dynasty was lived by high-ranking officials and relatives of the emperor, and the inner city was lived by middle- and lower-level officials and ordinary people.

The inner city of Beijing is more prosperous.

Zhu Ping'an, who was looking for a place to stay and eat in the inner city, was suddenly attracted by an unusually prosperous inn not far away. A particularly eye-catching cloth sign hangs outside this inn, and on top of it are four flowing books. This is followed by a specific regular script description: meeting friends in writing. The store will meet friends in writing, and there are six pairs of special couples. Pair out of the two. Full accommodation for one day (no limit on the number of people); For those who go out of the triplet, the three-day board and lodging are free of charge (the number of people is not limited); For those who go out of the five-link, the board and lodging are free of charge for ten years (limited to five people); For those who go out of the six unions, they will be free of charge for one month (limited to three people).

Looking at this eye-catching trick, Zhu Ping'an slightly hooked the corners of his lips, this is a typical novel passage, and he finally let himself encounter it.

However, this inn is also very good at attracting guests, and such a big trick will definitely make many readers come in droves. It didn't cost much for the inn to become famous. You really can't underestimate the ancients.

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

Sure enough, Zhu Ping'an led the black horse that killed Matt and approached the inn, 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 polite and well-mannered students in green shirts. There are also magnificent sons of noble families, some come for free food and lodging, some come to make a name for themselves, and some come to make soy sauce. The older, the younger, looked at the hanging couplets in the lobby of the inn. Or whispering, or talking.

At this time, a well-dressed teenager tried to try a couplet. Halfway through, he couldn't help but shake his head and retreated with a wry smile.

"Wensheng. Be content, I've only come out with two, and you've already come out with three. I don't know how long it took the store to dig out these couplets. ”

Another young man in the audience, who was also well-dressed, was quite proud of his friend, smiled and patted the young man on the shoulder, half comforting and half showing off at everyone.

That's right, there is indeed the capital to show off, this boy named Wensheng is one of the few teenagers today who can pair couplets to three pairs. Except for this boy, there were only three pairs of couplets. Most of the other people are looking at Lianxing and sighing, only a few people can match one pair, and it is rare to have three pairs like this young man named Wensheng. It's hard to come up with a couplet, but unfortunately someone has already said it before.

These couplets have been hanging out for two days, and the best record is that three couplets can be made.

The people in the lobby of the inn, after the young man left the scene, either touched his beard and pondered, or curiously asked the two teenagers to make friends and exchange experiences, and even the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper all looked at the people in the lobby attentively.

For a while, no one saw Zhu Ping'an, who was dusty at the door of the inn.

"Ahem, which one, is there a room yet?"

Looking at the people who were concentrating on the crowd, the excitement was so lively that even the innkeeper and the shopkeeper couldn't find it. So, Zhu Ping'an had to cough and asked loudly towards the inn lobby.

The 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 man at the door of the inn was a simple young man, a little dark, his clothes were washed white, and there were two holes, and he was holding a horse that looked like he was working in the fields.

The people who were concentrating on the couplet took a look at it and came to the conclusion that it was a poor boy who had come from the countryside to seek refuge with his relatives.

Therefore, people just glanced at Zhu Ping'an, and then watched the couplet gather back to their senses, without taking Zhu Ping'an in their eyes at all.

"Hehe, guest officer, I'm really sorry, our store is full, you can find another place." A shopkeeper reluctantly squeezed out of the crowd, looked at Zhu Ping'an from a distance and waved his hand and said.

When Zhu Ping'an heard this, he led the black horse that killed Matt and retreated.

The shopkeeper was quite satisfied with Zhu Ping'an's knowledge of current affairs, smiled apologetically at everyone, apologized to everyone for disturbing everyone's Wensi just now, and promised not to disturb everyone's Wensi again.

"Ahem, which"

As soon as everyone regained their concentration, they heard the same voice at the door again, and turned their heads to see the person who had just left coming in again.

"Alas, what's the matter with you, didn't you just say that it was full?" The innkeeper looked at the boy at the door with some impatience.

"I just looked at it again, and it was written outside that there was no limit to the number of people who were free of board, and there were so many people here, there should be a room."

Zhu Ping'an stood a step away from the door with the black horse that killed Matt, stretched out his hand and pointed to the cloth hanging on his head, and asked with a slight smile.

"It's for the person who made the couplet, not for you, you better go to other inns and have a look."

The innkeeper waved his hand a little impatiently, signaling Zhu Ping'an to hurry up, and disturbed the literary thoughts of these uncles in the store, if this poor boy from the countryside ruined the inn's business, he couldn't afford to be guilty. (To be continued......)