689 Borrowing identity

The scholar got out of the carriage, hid the wine in his bosom, and after tidying up his beaten appearance in the trough, he went into the house.

"Dad, I bought the medicine back, and I'll fry it for you later."

"What kind of medicine to drink, how can drinking medicine be as happy as drinking, living to suffer, dying early, did you buy the wine you bought?"

"I bought it, you drink less, I will cook you some preserved egg and lean porridge in a while, and you will sleep after eating."

"King Xia's people are looking for you again today?"

"Yes."

"Isn't it possible to do it to you?"

"It's better this way, let them die of this heart, I'm surprised, I'm a storyteller, Dou Jiande came to me for something, and I don't know which tongue-in-cheek recommended me in front of Dou Jiande, and I have to pull me to do something, this official, divided into three, six, nine, etc., the lowest is what is the acceptance, it belongs to exposing people's scars and exposing people's short, thankless, at the beginning, the master in order to do some superficial work, what to say that he has smelled is happy, this master in case one day is unhappy, in a bad mood, a word will be pulled out and cut."

"According to me, you tell stories in the restaurant every day, although it is a strange theory, but it is nothing more than a matter of the world, say too much, you will be mixed with some of your own opinions and views, people who have a heart listen, naturally know what you have in your chest, it doesn't matter, how can you be your confidant, it's a pity, I'm afraid that someone has a heart to listen, in front of the people above to talk about the tongue to ask for credit, this person is afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, your name is there, this disaster will follow, blame my father for not having the ability, as a lifelong Jiupin sesame official, I think I am an upright official, worthy of my conscience, and my kindness will be rewarded, but now I am left with four walls, the door is cold, my relatives and friends are far away, and I have no benefit left for you......"

The old man continued to complain: "I just taught you to read and write, and I know the shame, so that your heart is higher than the sky and life is thinner than paper, and I don't want to look at the faces of those powerful people, if it weren't for this, I wouldn't have ended up in this bleak situation of writing and telling stories, and I ......haven't even been able to marry a daughter-in-law so far."

The poor scholar smiled and said, "Dad, what's wrong with this, isn't I doing well now?" If you don't die of hunger, you can't send it, you can eat three meals a day, you don't have to worry about food and clothing, you don't have to worry about cold, as soon as you leave, I will be happy, wander around collecting strange things in the world, and write an absurd book that shocks the world and cries ghosts and gods, but it is not in vain to come to this world to ......"

"Bah, I think you're looking forward to my death, aren't you? I think I'm a problem for you! I'm going to live longer, so it's better for you to be unsatisfied. ”

"Dad, I don't like to listen to what you say, what do you mean to burden me, I don't want to have your father with me, I drink this pot of water and wine alone, and I don't have any taste to drink, this day is cold, you and my father and son have a drink, grill on the charcoal fire, eat some good barbecue, say some strange things that have nothing to do with state affairs, when it comes to the fun, haha laugh, although it is father and son, but like a confidant, isn't it happy?"

"That's that, fortunately your mother left early, otherwise I would be angry when I saw the virtue of our two masters, haha, son, hurry up and warm the wine! Tell my dad about the good stories he found today. ”

"Well, Dad, wait a minute, the wine will be fine soon."

Bang Bang Bang -

There was a knock at the door.

The scholar opened the door and saw a smiling man standing outside the door, the same scar-faced man he had just met at the food stall.

"It's endless! They all said I didn't want to be a promise! Just ask me to be the emperor, and Lao Tzu will not be happy! ”

The scar-faced man smiled, "Mr. Ling has misunderstood, I am not from King Xia. ”

The scholar was stunned: "You are not from King Xia?" So what are you looking for me to do? ”

"Not long after I first came to Qizhou City, I heard about Mr.'s name, and I heard that Mr. likes to collect strange tales, and I also have one here, I don't know if Mr. Ling is interested?"

The scholar looked him up and down, "Did you bring any wine?" ”

The scar-faced man took out a jar of aged daughter red from his arms, "How can there be no good wine with a good story?" ”

A smile appeared on the scholar's face, "Please come in quickly." ”

……

The house was in tatters, and the broken and weathered furniture was at least a few decades old, but there was a room full of ancient books and books, and even the corners of the walls were piled up.

A small kang that can accommodate two people is in the middle of the stack of books, and there is an oil lamp at the head of the bed.

The scar-faced man saluted the old man who was sitting on the kang and waiting for the wine to drink, and at the invitation of the scholar, he followed the kang regardless of the mess on the kang.

The scholar poured him a glass of wine, and after he took a sip, he told the story.

Half an hour later, the scar-faced man finally finished the story, and both father and son were fascinated by it, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

"It's really a good story, Ling has been collecting legendary stories for so long, and it's the first time he's heard such a wonderful and bizarre story, when it's a big deal," the scholar sighed, took a sip of wine alone, and then asked: "So, the Xianggong in the story came to this Qizhou City to find his lady?" ”

"Not bad."

"You are Luoyang's Secret Guard General Zhen Mingku, right?" The scholar asked suddenly, looking at the scar-faced man, his eyes became a little excited.

Seeing that he had guessed his identity, Zhen Ming had no intention of concealing it, so he nodded and admitted.

"Is this your own story, General Zhen?"

"Some of them are my own experiences, with some exaggerations."

The scholar was a little excited: "Can you show me your disguise mask?" ”

Zhen Mingku took out an old man's mask from his body and handed it to him, the scholar reached out to take it, and without Zhen Mingku's consent, he hurriedly put it on, walked to the wooden basin that held the water, looked at the reflection in the water, and was amazed.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Zhen Ming took the opportunity to say, "If Mr. Ling likes it, I can pass on this disguise technique to you, so that you don't have to be harassed by those Dou Jiande's minions from now on." ”

The scholar was overjoyed and thanked him again and again, but he quickly realized something and stared at him suspiciously, "You don't want to recruit me into your secret guard, do you?" Ling said that in this life, he will never be burdened by fame, nor driven by others, he just wants to be a free-spirited and unrestrained village horseman......"

Zhen Ming smiled bitterly: "How could I be so strong that I came to Mr. Ling, in fact, in addition to telling this story, I want to use Mr. Ling's identity to get close to Dou Jiande and find my wife's whereabouts." ”

The scholar was silent for a moment, and then asked, "What do you mean, do you want me to leave Qizhou City?" ”

"I know that this is a bit embarrassing for Mr. Ling, but just now I overheard the conversation between Mr. Ling and Ling Zun, and I know that Mr. Ling has the ambition to travel all over the world, and now with this disguise mask, there is no need to be burdened by fame, I will fund Mr. 10,000 taels of silver, so that Mr. will no longer worry about his livelihood in the future and concentrate on writing."

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