When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come? How much do you know about the past?

The building was windy again last night, and my hometown was unbearable to look back at the moonlight.

The carved railings and jade bricks should still be there, but the red faces are changed.

How much sorrow can you have? It’s like a river of autumn water flowing eastward.

"What a good question to ask how much sorrow you can have, just a river of autumn water flows eastward!" A voice came from the gate.

Su Ren held a tea bowl in one hand and looked up at the moon in the sky. On the dark night, he was standing alone in the yard of Laojunguan and became hysterical. This was not the first time. At the beginning, everyone thought Su Ren was sick. Leng Jun pressed Su Ren on the table, touched his pulse, and touched Su Ren's forehead a few times, thinking that it was not sick. Over time, except for the occasional words that no one could understand, Su Ren was normal, such as eating and sleeping, and everyone got used to it and didn't care much.

Only Leng Yue would lie at the door when Su Ren was reciting poems, looking at Su Ren with a spring look on his face, just thinking that this was a talented man in Shu County was bored. However, he looked very scary and very similar to the prince charming in her mind.

Hearing the movement at the door, Su Ren quickly turned his head, Laojun was standing at the door with two old and young people. The young man looked angry and pressed Huo Laosi's chest with one hand and pressed Huo Laosi on the door. Huo Laosi's huge body kept twisting, but could not get rid of it. The other grabbed Hawking's spear, and the two were competing. An old man next to the boy shook his head and stroked his beard with one hand feeling the beauty of this poem.

The poem Su Ren was chanted by Yu Meiren was copied from the later lord Li Yu. Originally, there were two words: Ancient Kingdom and Chunshui. If the ancient Kingdom was chanted, it would be suspected of being rebellious. Changing the spring water to Qiushui was purely for the sake of the situation. Su Ren didn't know that the word originated from the Sui and Tang Dynasties. In the Han Dynasty, no one knew what it was. That is, he suddenly remembered it and read it as entertainment to not sleep at night.

"Stop!" Su Ren shouted, most hating that someone disturbed him when he was reciting poetry.

In Wenshui County, I dare not say anything else. Laojun saw that anyone who dared not buy Su Ren's face in this acre of three-point land was that even the county magistrate and the county magistrate Hou Jian had to smile on his face. Unexpectedly, these two people dared to come to the door, how could they tolerate it?

Hearing Su Ren's shout, Leng Jun also rushed out. Seeing someone committing a murder at the door, he immediately became angry. He rushed out and slapped the boy's back. Seeing Leng Jun coming in a fierce manner, the boy threw Huo Laosi down. When the two of them touched their palms, Su Ren's body stagnated and took two steps back. The boy was not hesitant either, and his body tilted and almost fell down. Huo Laosi took the opportunity to sneak behind Leng Jun and stared at the boy with Hawking and his son.

"Some skills dare to fight me for 300 rounds?" The young man rolled his sleeves and was about to step forward.

Leng Jun snorted coldly: "Okay! Am I still afraid of you?"

The old man coughed and bowed to Su Ren, "A question from Su County Zuo how much sorrow can you have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward, which can be said to express all the sorrows of the world. Although the rhythm is a bit strange, it is still a good poem."

No matter what dynasty, the old man is respected, especially the old man who looks old. Who knows who is standing behind him? Maybe the emperor will respect him three times when he sees such an old man. What's more, the old man has a compassionate face, three beards, and a rosy face, you will know that he is definitely not an ordinary person at first. Su Ren thinks he should check the situation first. If it is not a good bird, it will not be too late to let Leng Jun take action.

Su Ren touched his nose, covered up the embarrassment of the thief, and bowed: "The old man is so ridiculous, I wonder who you are?"

"This one is..."

Before Lai Fu finished speaking, he was stopped by the old man: "I passed by Wenshui and heard the rumors that Laojun had great talents. Then he came up and saw that he heard such a witty saying as soon as he entered the door. It would be worth the trip."

The more the old man said, the more embarrassed Su Ren felt. I read a lot of online novels in the past, and there were many people who were so popular by copying poems. Now I have traveled through time and have already thought that I would not make a fortune by copying poems to make a fortune. I didn’t expect that I would still be regarded as a literary thief. But this literary thief is not bad, at least it is very helpful to listen to flattery.

Su Ren bowed again: "The old man is so proud of his villain. Seeing that the old man is a handsome man must be a scholar. In front of the gentleman, the boy showed off his skills and made the gentleman laugh. It was too late today. The old man came here. I don't know what to give me any advice. The boy must listen carefully."

After making a gesture of invitation, Huo Laosi and Hawking were instructed to move another chair, and asked Huo Zhilan to take a tea and ask the old man to sit down. The two sat opposite the yard, Leng Jun gathered next to Su Ren, while Hawking was still holding a dart in his hand.

After taking a sip of Su Ren's secret flower tea, it was much better than the bitter tea outside. The old man praised it: "It's great. This tea grass soup has a little more fragrance and less bitterness than the big bowl of tea. It's indeed not a common thing."

He looked at the Taishi chair under his butt and nodded, "This is also a good piece of furniture, which is much more comfortable than the one who kneels. The title of a paradise on the head of Su County Magistrate will live up to its reputation."

There were two more flattering words. Su Ren immediately became vigilant. He knew that he was either a traitor or a thief for nothing, and he became a little more vigilant when he spoke again.

Su Ren said: "Since the old man entered the door, he gave us a warning first, and kept saying these compliments. The boy didn't know what the gentleman wanted to do, and he was really frightened! If he had something to say, can you and me not go around in circles?"

The old man smiled, picked up the tea bowl and took another sip: "It's Lao Xi Meng Lang. Lao Xi's surname is Dang, and his name is Zhongweng. In Shu, he heard that the Wenshui cloth bag salt is purer than the top-grade official salt, but the price is the same as coarse salt. This is a good deed for the benefit of the people of the world. I asked many sources and found out that it was made by Master Su from Wenshui County. He came to learn from him and learned his skills. He also asked Master Su to give him advice."

Leng Jun snorted coldly: "What is the difference between stealing people and slaughtering money? The old man is old. Do you don't understand this truth?"

Lai Fu said angrily: "My husband talks to County Magistrate Su, what does it have to do with you servants? I dare to say something about believing it or not and beat you up."

"Come on! Let's see who beats who?"

The Wen Party snorted coldly: "Lai Fuwu should say more, this Taoist priest is right."

Su Ren was helpless, hurriedly grabbed Leng Jun and said to the Wen Party: "My brother doesn't understand the rules. I hope Mr. forgives me. Since Mr. I want to learn skills, it's not impossible, but I don't know what official position Mr. Mr. Shu County is?"

Su Ren had long seen that this old man must have a great background. He was not very familiar with Han Shi Su Ren and had never heard of what a person from the Cultural Party was. However, when he was in Chengdu, he heard it. It seemed that there was a Shu County prefect named Wenweng in the Han Dynasty, and he didn't know if he was an official during the reign of Emperor Wu of Han. That's why he asked this question.

"What? County Magistrate Su's craftsmanship is only passed down to officials, not to the people?"

Su Ren said: "Sir, I'm sorry, this salt and iron matter is run by the court. The brine in the northern part of Shu County is more abundant than in the southern part. Even if there is no such method of salt making, the private salt in Shu County will be very rampant. If there are illegal people who learn my salt making skills and make private salt in Shu County, it will not only destroy the court's laws and regulations, but also disrupt the market, pose a threat to the finance and taxation of Shu County, and then affect the taxation of the court, and destroy the Han Dynasty, wouldn't I have become a sinner for the ages?"

The more the Cultural Party heard, the more frightened he became. He, a civil servant, knew the truth in this business. He took a deep breath: "Su County Zuo was very knowledgeable, but it seems that he was not very thoughtful and received the teachings."

Su Ren waved his hand repeatedly: "Sir, don't do this either. If you are an official in Shu County, then this skill will be passed on. First, the salt from Shu County supplies half of our Han population, and it is necessary to teach us the fine salt for our Han people. Second, salt and iron are the lifeblood of the court, and it is related to the taxes of the court, and should be taught. Therefore, if you have this question, please tell me the truth."

Lai Fu snorted coldly: "My husband is the prefect of Shu County, are you relieved now?"

Leng Jun rolled his eyes: "I am still the prime minister of the dynasty? Who dares not say anything big?"

"You!" Lai Fu was so angry that his whole body shook. He took out the prefect's seal from behind and shook it in front of the people: "Look, this is a golden seal. You should believe it now, right? A group of guys who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth spoke rudely in front of the prefect, and they all killed you if they believe it or not."

"Lai Fu, don't talk nonsense!"

Su Ren quickly stood up and bowed to the ground: "The prefect is here, and the villain is in a misfortune. Please forgive me if you have any offense when you just spoke."

The Cultural Party quickly helped Su Ren up: "You are polite to Su County. My entourage has always been unrestrained. The county master is young and can think about the country and the people. I admire him. Besides, I am the prefect of Shu County, let alone the prime minister of the current dynasty. I have no connection with Su County Master. How can I kill people randomly?"

Su Ren stood up, gave a deep bow, looked up at the Wen Party, and asked the question in his heart with a cruel heart: "The prefect is the prefect of Shu County, and his surname is Wen. Can he be the prefect of Wen Wengwen?"

"Haha!" Wen Dang smiled: "I didn't say that Lao Xie's surname is Wen Dang's name is Zhongweng, and Suxianzuo can also call Lao Xie's Wenweng."

"Ah!" Su Ren swallowed hard. Although Wen Weng left few traces in history, he was still a person who had been published in history books. We have had a population of 5,000 years in China. The people who left their names in history books are either people who have been famous for thousands of years or guys who have been infamous for thousands of years. There is a historical figure in front of us. How could Su Ren not be surprised?

The Wen Party called Su Ren and the others, and Su Ren reacted and bowed again. This time he was absolutely intimidated and had no other thoughts, and was purely admiring and admiring. But Su Ren's move was completely wrong in Leng Jun's eyes. Last time, Su Ren was a common thing, Su Ren was admiring, and this time he was the Wen Party again. Leng Jun felt that Su Ren was a despicable villain. As long as he saw a high official, he would be a word. Go!

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Chapter completed!