Drunken Immortal Gourd

　　 It was the one-year government examination, and before it was too late, the sky was not bright yet, and the test shed of the Gongyuan in Xiping Mansion, Liangzhou was crowded with all kinds of people. There are subordinates to maintain order, family members and relatives who send exams, passersby to watch the lively neighborhoods, and servants who are accompanying them. There are thousands of people who are lively and lively.

　　 Of course, the largest number of candidates are the different kinds of candidates. There are students who are confident and energetic, there are beginners who are ignorant and ignorant, and there are veterans who are calm and silent in the examination room, and there are even old scholars with white hair and illusions.

　　 Among all these people, whether they are anxious in their hearts, pretending to be careless, or they are talking to others, without exception, they always pay attention to the gate of the Gongyuan. There is only one opportunity a year, and it will begin soon, so you can’t delay business.

　　 There is only one person in the whole scene who doesn’t care about it, but looks around, walking back and forth among the crowd, seeming to be looking for a chance to start. This is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with a shabby Taoist robe that does not fit well. He has a delicate face and a slightly thin figure. His large eyes seem to be full of aura, which makes people feel close.

　　 Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered the target of his attack, and walked a few steps straight forward, and came to a fat scholar who was dressed in wealth, and said: “The trail is Qingyang and polite.”

The obese scholar was followed by a slanted subordinate who saw someone in front of him, stretched out his hand and shoved and said, “Go go, don’t block our way into the arena, if it delays our young master’s exam, You can’t afford to be guilty as a Daoist.”

　　 After finally encountering a big fat sheep, how can he just let him run away? Little Taoist Qing Yang stood still, just looking at the fat scholar.

　　 The obese scholar had no prejudice against the little Taoist Qing Yang, looked at him sideways for a long time, and said, “Why are you blocking my way?”

Little Taoist Qing Yang took out a yellow talisman from his arms, held it in his hand, and said, “I think this young man is so talented and rich and powerful. He must be from a famous family. There is a lucky charm here, which is just right for him. Status and status, this magic talisman can increase the master’s luck and bless the master to get what he wants. It only takes fifty big money to get it.”

　　Increase luck, and everything will come true? How can there be such a good thing in the world? The man next to him stood up again and said: “You little liar, the deceitful deception actually lied to our young master. If you don’t get out, believe it or not, I will send you to the government?”

　　 Seeing that the man was about to do something, the fat scholar grabbed him, turned to the little Taoist Qingyang and said: “This magic talisman can really increase my luck, bless my dreams come true?”

After being scolded by the servant, Qing Yang, the little Taoist priest, thought that this business was going to waste. Hearing what the fat scholar said, he was overjoyed and quickly said: “Of course, this magic talisman is my master Songhe spent seven to forty. Refined by nine geniuses, it is extremely effective, and the young man is not deceived.”

　　 After receiving confirmation from Qing Yang, the little Taoist scholar, the obese scholar was also beaming. He reached out his hand to take the magic talisman and hid it close to his body, and then winked at his fellow and asked him to pay. There were a hundred people who didn’t believe in the usefulness of magic charms, but looking at the young master’s mind, he knew that he could not buy them, so he reluctantly took out fifty large sums of money and threw them to Lin Yang.

The business was done so easily. The little Taoist Qing Yang was ready to make persistent efforts, took out another crude jade talisman from his arms, and then took a small step forward and whispered: “Except for that magic talisman, I There is also a better treasure, this champion charm. As long as you get this jade charm, you will be agile in the future exams. If you write with magical help, it is not impossible to become the champion at every high school. “

　　 The obese scholar seemed to be a little excited, and said: “How much is this jade talisman?”

The little Taoist Qing Yang stretched out **** and said: “I only charge you one cost price for this champion charm, two taels of silver! It’s not my lion who opened his mouth, it is because this champion charm is too expensive, this is my master loose. It took many years of hard work for Zhen He to refine it. After he was consecrated, he was worshipped in front of the Sanqing ancestors for decades. The entire Liangzhou is just like this. It is priceless. If you really want to sell it cheaply, it will not Does it match your identity?”

The little Taoist Qing Yang talked eloquently, but the fat scholar frowned and snorted coldly, and said, “You think I’m really stupid? For the young master, fifty big money is nothing at all, I will buy it. Your magic talisman is purely trying to win a favor, but in the end you can still pit me alone. It’s really outrageous. Get out of here, get out of the way while this young master is not angry yet.”

The person next to 　　 had long looked at the little Taoist priest, and finally found the chance to have an attack. He pushed and said: “You little messy, UU reading www.uukanshu.com will not roll again, I can do it.”

Seeing the other person turning his face, Qing Yang, the little Taoist priest, knew that he could only do this. He didn’t know how many times he had experienced this kind of thing. He was not angry at other people’s pushing him, but he just smiled and left the crowd. , And walked towards the next goal.

　　 It’s just that after getting out of the crowd, the little Taoist Qing Yang already had a piece of broken silver in his hand, which was obtained from the person who was under the person before he left. Qing Yang learned a lot of crooked ways from the master, but he didn’t use it easily. This time it was the person who repeatedly pushed and cursed himself. This taught the other party a lesson. The person is in charge of the money and the money in his pocket for the fat scholar. There must be more than that.

　　卯, the candidates began to enter the examination booth, and the talents outside gradually became sparse. After three poles of the day, the candidates entered the arena, and even the people watching the excitement left one after another. Qing Yang, the little Taoist priest, completely ran out of business.

　　 It’s just that this kind of opportunity to make money can be met but not sought. Academicians only have this once a year, and I don’t know when it will be next time. He touched his arms. The dozen or so talismans he brought this time were all sold out. Five jade talismans only sold one piece, but overall, the income is not bad, at least Master’s wine money this year is enough.

　　 He turned his head and looked at the Gongyuan behind him, only then reluctantly left the city. In order to make this little money, the little Taoist Qing Yang set off to Fucheng yesterday afternoon and spent the night on the street outside the Gongyuan. Seeing the sun getting higher and higher, if he didn’t walk faster, he would not be able to get home at noon.

　　 Little Taoist Qingyang and Master Songhe live on each other. The two live in a small Taoist temple not far from Fucheng behind a hill. They are not too far from Fucheng, but the mountain roads are rugged and difficult to walk. It takes at least an hour to walk.