In the late Qing Dynasty, "the passes in western Hunan were spreading over 2,000 black watchtowers built with bluestones, one of which was the location of the Chenyuan Yongjing Army Preparation Bureau, and was named Zhucheng.

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In the late Qing Dynasty, "The passes in Xiangxi were spreading over two thousand bluestones. One of the stones was built on the Daying Pan. It was the location of Chen Yuan Yongjing's military preparation bureau, and was named Zhucheng. Zhucheng has five surnames and five major families.

Novels show the remnants of the political, military and business circles in Hunan in the late Qing Dynasty through the honor, disgrace and rise and fall of Chen family, the leader of the Zhucheng Army, Chen Qingshu, the honor, disgrace and rise and fall of the Chen family. The remnants of the political, military and business circles in Hunan in the late Qing Dynasty were shown through the honor, disgrace and rise and fall of Chen family, the leader of the Zhucheng Army. The remnants of the political, military and business circles in the late Qing Dynasty. The cool struggles are the last ones and the collapse of the ancient black camp pan, which interprets a wild legend full of struggle, love and revenge.

"Black camp pan" is the opening volume of Yue's meritorious service, "Xiangxi Trilogy", and the second and third parts are "Red City Wall" and "White Altar".

" in the historical ruins of my hometown, I picked up the broken bricks of your house, according to the picture in my mind Teng, cast an unknown tombstone. If someone recognizes the vague marks of his predecessor on the foundation or the main stone, please do not be surprised or applauded. This Weiming Monument does not belong to any individual. It is dedicated to the 100,000 wilderness wandering souls who have died in battle, love and unjustly for the past hundred years.

I pay tribute to that history full of 180 question numbers and has not yet been fully found.

Wedge

says that there were troops here hundreds of years ago, with block cards, camps, and a small stone city. Most of the people living in the stone circumference are soldiers guarding the border areas A small number of scholars are criminals exiled by the government and exiled to serve as soldiers.

The local mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the sun, moon, mountains and rivers jointly create local indigenous peoples, making them both gentle and powerful waters. Foreign immigrants marry, mingle, and reproduce. Warriors come from here, and beauties come from here. The Feng Shui of the hometown always breeds restless souls, and the children always have the fantasy of rushing to a foreign land to devote themselves. But from that year, month, and day, the black camp where they have been squatting there seems to have a mysterious power, like a magnet Suck back those attempts that deviate from the established trajectory, and throw weak thoughts into powder. The struggles of many generations have become a vicious circle that connects the beginning and end, and in the end no one really walked out of the land that can be sang and cursed.

If we trace back to the far-reaching ancient times, the three brothers of the Heavenly King, which are now engraved in folk legends and songs, are more typical. Now in a place called Yaxi, there is still a grand temple about them, which contains three huge clay statues. The clay sculpture master used the three colors of red sand, chalk , and black clay, which are from thousands of miles away, to give them different colors. Because the three brothers have all eaten the poisonous wine given by the emperor, the amount of alcohol determines the severity of the poison and the urgency of death, so their faces are red, white and black respectively.

The third brother of the Heavenly King was one of the most charming village girls in Xuantan to wash their silences for rhino essence. When they grew up, they each had five big and three thick foods. Their appetite and martial arts were all amazing. The court used their martial arts and brute force to kill foreign races. "Thirty-six people killed nine thousand, and they killed in front of the Qiliang Cave Gate", and won a great victory. The emperor was very happy and announced his orders to enter the capital to reward him. He did not want to be jealous of the civil and military ministers of the court, and submitted a message to the emperor: "These three people have superb talent and are extremely brave. There may be differences between emperors in the future. If they do not sign them to kill them first, the country may have concerns about future troubles."

The emperor pretended to prepare a banquet to receive the three kings in the back garden, and slaughtered a high platform on a moonlit night. He buryed countless knives under the stage. Just wait for them to stagger and die by themselves when they fall down, but the three kings are not ordinary people. They have rhino spirits to protect and help their left and right, and they don’t change their colors after all. The emperor had no choice but to set up another secret plan and gave them a thick note. The three kings and brothers were happy and proud. They returned to their hometown, but they didn't know that they could drink wine from the gifts. When they entered the hometown, they drank thirsty. The king raised his glass in a hurry and poured it on the wine. The two kings thought that the elder brother was useless and swallowed it into his stomach with all his might. He died in a moment. Seeing this, the third king was even more dissatisfied with his usual great alcohol content, so he simply held a jar and drank it. The jar and his heavy body were poured heavily on the rock slab.

Although the three brothers died, they died unjustly. The souls showed their response. The emperor could not sit in peace in the court, so he appointed the three men as marquis, abbreviated as the three marquis. He was allowed to build a temple in Yaxi, and he would always receive incense and yin and yang.

Zhongduo waterfall streams, but there is no big river.The mountains are high and the water is dangerous, the traffic is blocked, and there is little connection with the mainland.

Three hundred years ago in the middle of the Qing Dynasty, an amazing hero appeared among the local natives, who led the way and resisted the court, with great momentum. The local hall record and its beginning said: "On the 27th day of the first lunar month, the sky is about to be bright, and a star in the southeast is as big as a bucket, with light flashing, and three people fall down and return to the upper level. Later, the forest village will fall, and the fire of rebellion will be launched."

The leader quoted a saying from the Hakka people as his goal, and wrote "I will not die until the Yellow River" on his own flag. The flag is black and embroidered with a dragon and phoenix totem. He led tens of thousands of local rebels to attack and occupy the 13 counties under the jurisdiction of three provinces and six prefectures, which was actually aggressive.

They fought in the mountains and finally realized their long-cherished wish one day and came to the edge of " Yellow River ". The descendants of the nation who have been born, old, sick and died on the top of the wildfire for generations. For the first time in their lives, they have seen such a vast and vast river, which was suppressed by its empty waves and cracked stone waves.

They slaughtered pigs and sheep on the beach by the river, worshiped their ancestors, and after drinking and eating, they drove back to the mountain with triumphant success. The beach under the setting sun was filled with ashes, in a mess.

Chaoyan took advantage of the ease to mobilize 180,000 green soldiers from seven provinces. The infantry in the camp arrived day and night, and the famous "Wuxi Hunting" in history thus opened the bloody prelude. This battle to conquer, fight against conquest, assimilate and assimilate for a full twelve years.

The leading figure who rose up was just a young man in his twenties. He was already in his forties when he was captured.

The long brown rope hanging from the grasshopper was taken to the capital to behead the head. When I passed this big river again, it was the dry season. I waded barefoot across the river, and the water was only as deep as my waist. At this point, the leader realized that this was not the Yellow River at all, but the upper part of a local river called Yuanshui. It is not a hundred miles away from its straight line.

What does the Yellow River look like He finally understood that it was only after he was locked in a wooden cage and threw it on the carriage and was thirty-five days later.

This hero is a member of the local indigenous peoples. Why do we have to fight to the Yellow River? Because the ancient song of the nation’s "Genesis" says that it was their earliest home.

Many years ago, this nation that was rumored to be the first to discover rice, began a great migration due to the brutal war in the Yellow River Basin, and came to the end of the mountains and rivers in southern China and lived on a dangerous basis.

In order to prevent riots from this highly rebellious nation, the government borrowed the bluestone produced in the local area to build a black watchtower.

The watchtower is located on the top of the mountain, two feet tall, and is built with bluestone and glutinous rice and lime. It is divided into two layers, with loess built on the lower layer, and eight gun holes left on the upper layer, and tiles are placed on the four walls. There are guards waiting for patrol day and night. The surroundings of horse circles, kitchens, shacks, etc. that are adjacent to the whistle towers are still defined by bluestone enclosures, which are called the camp. There were more and more black things piled up, and by the end of the Qing Dynasty, there were more than 2,000 places. There were once earthen walls between the sentry towers, surrounding mountains and water, like a huge iron hoop, surrounding the wall for thousands of miles, becoming a rare "inland Great Wall" in Chinese history.

These pavilions and camps that are scattered in the key passes, with an astonishing number of troops, are the largest and longest-reserved Green Camp Army in Hunan, and are a reserve army warehouse of the country. The highest commander in charge of the Qianli Camp was called Chen Yuan Yongjing's army in the late Qing Dynasty. The location of the Dao Bureau is also a stone-weavering Pan, called Gancheng.

Gancheng relied on its geographical advantages at that time, just as the plaques on the left and right gates of the Taotai Yamen claimed, it "showed the tail of Chu, and governed the border of Guizhou", relying on countless internal and external bloody battles to establish its own prosperity and power. It commanded the 150,000 mu of "military farming" confiscated from the indigenous peoples to support tens of thousands of green camp soldiers, and also controlled the vast and distant land of the 22-door counties on the borders of the four provinces.

Gancheng has always been a hereditary military service system of "father passed on to sons". The soldiers and civilians have no clear boundaries. In addition, countless constructions and demolished "side walls" in history, the exchanges and combinations between military and civilians' commodities and marriages have a strange and strange phenomenon: if the guardians and the guardians turn on the ancient family genealogy, most of them actually have the same sect.

Excluding some foreign surnames, the five major surnames passed down from ancestors are the five major surnames, that is, the five major clans.These five big families are like big trees, and they are fissioned into more branches. These branches began to compete for survival. After several generations, some became prosperous, and some disappeared and almost disappeared.

When history penetrated through the corridor of the 19th century and saw the threshold of the 20th century, a "military and political explosion" appeared in Gancheng. During the Tongzhi period of the Qing Dynasty, several prominent figures who are now at the level of commander of the provincial military region have emerged, making several unknown families in Gancheng's history suddenly become popular. They and several outstanding figures among their children and grandchildren grasped the history of the place for nearly half a century.

This long history can be regarded as a preliminary conclusion at the "Black Rock Estuary Incident" I will mention below.

These families have , Chen's surname , which is worth mentioning. It is said that the ancestors of this lineage were named the chieftain of the land for their military achievements in a certain dynasty. Chen Tusi dominated the country during his lifetime and had a very powerful power for a while. After his death, he buried many fake graves. It is said that because there are so many burials with him, it is extremely expensive. Many years later, eight grave-diggers dug up all the graves, but found nothing, so a new story with some speculation was added to the local area. It vividly reveals the ancestor's unparalleled privacy.

The story says that Chen Tusi implemented the "first night power" in the village, but even his own niece was not spared. Later, he was arrested by the court for "incest", and a real five-horse dismembered.

Although his exact cause of death is still a mystery, it is certain that this prominent family has fallen from now on. When it is passed down to his seventy-ninth generation Xuan Sun Chen Qingshu's hands is just a gap-cutting sickle.

Chen Qingshu is a prominent figure who later broke out in Tongzhi years. He has three wives, two sons and one daughter. The eldest son Yunxiang died young. The second son Yunquan and my family have a kiss, so I call him his cousin. After nearly fifty years of hardship, this uncle of the church was born in a shed outside his back door, and he dominated the place with one or two commanders.

When I was a child, my cousin was also a child full of fantasy of going to a foreign land to devote himself. What’s strange is that when I grew up, I gave up the great opportunity to go out many times. This drama was performed until nearly the middle of this century. At that time, he was nearly 70 years old, tall and thin, with a very energetic appearance, with blue, yellow and golden colors in his eyes. He liked to wear a thick tweed garment, known as "the teacher" and had a very Confucian general's destiny.

At that time, his confidant Yu Yingqi received a call from the provincial chairman and decided to take office as a member of the provincial government. So, beside a dustpan-shaped ferry made of bluestone blocks, under four machine guns, twenty-four fast and slow guns, a medium-sized truck carrying "Xiang Province Future" was destroyed, and fifteen civil and military officials were killed at the same time. This is the famous "Heiyankou Incident" in local history.

Regarding the situation before and after Yu Yingqi's departure and the cause of his death have been a mystery for a long time since then.

Later, when I was cleaning up the relics of my cousin, I found that one of his unpublished manuscripts called "The Dream of the Stream" had a more detailed record. In fact, he planned the bleeding; later, he personally presided over the grand funeral.

I heard from the old class that after that funeral, people found that his hair was completely white, weak and old, and lost his human form. From then on, he kept his door closed, deliberately wrote and described his hometown, his father, his friends and enemies, and used a reflection to trace the beginning and end of the huge historical tragedy that took place in the western part of a southern province in China.

I was fortunate to read this unpublished manuscript in detail and was surprised to find that the classical legend of the half century full of failures in struggle and love and revenge actually translated the principles of modern art.

Experience tells us: If we look at a green square for a while, and then close our eyes, we will see a red square as a visual residual image. If we observe a white square on a black base and look at a different place, then as a visual residual image, a black square will appear.

The author of the famous book "Color Art" Johannes Eaton pointed out: Black and white mix produce a neutral gray, red and green are also a pair of complementary colors. After they are mixed, they can also produce a neutral gray.The human eyes and brain need this neutral gray. Without it, it will become uneasy, and only when this complementary relationship is established will it be satisfied or balanced. Such color schemes are always harmonious.

This book is a tragedy, with a medium-gray tone. It gradually takes family tragedy, local tragedy, and life tragedy as a step-by-step approach, and is a trilogy. However, the personnel and affairs are always full of various concepts of opposition in the world: civilization, barbarity, kindness and cruelty, diligence and laziness, strong and obscene nature, human nature and animal nature. The color scheme is also a strong contrast and contrast between big red and green, high-profile, low-key, and cold and warm.

A scholar who came out of that place to live in a metropolis said this when reflecting on the hometown where he raised him: "You push everything to two extremes, this is the people in that direction, that matter, and that Feng Shui." Yes, you just understand my fellow villagers and their hometown like that! Push it to the extreme, and in the end everything will be reasonable and harmonious.

Faced with such a heavy work, what can this later generation who grew up with Feng Shui do? What can be done is probably to reduce the barrier brought by the difficult and difficult to understand ancient words, mixed with my blood, my tears, and translate and interpret it within my ability.

Chapter 1

A sailor drove a boat to Xiahe place, capsized at Qinglangtan, and went out of the sea. He climbed up the ridge barefoot and bare hands, only saving his life. I begged all the way back and rested in Gaocun, Mayang at sunset. I thought it was not far from Gancheng, but how could I get into the house like this? Gaocun is the water dock of Gancheng's import and export, fifty or sixty miles away from the city, the oars sang and fell, and the masts were like flags. It happened that day there was a row of painted official boats in the fallen clouds. He remembered that Mr. Zhang from Shuitian Township fought against the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom with his troops, shouting and attacking Nanjing City, and robbing the emperor's golden flutes and jade cabbage. He collected all the golden flutes and jade cabbages in the coffin and smuggled them. He was determined to take a risk.

The six or seven official boats tied with bamboo cables were piled up in each cabin. It was already dark, but no one was guarding the guards and followers of the soldiers and followers went ashore and went to the narrow but charming street in Gaocun, which was very charming and tempting. This is naturally a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to show off your skills. I drilled into a cloak boat and aimed at one of the boxes. It took me a long time to pry the copper oxtail lock open, but a large number of thread-bound books slipped out from it. It seems that the gold and silver treasures are not here. He hurriedly climbed into another adjacent boat under the cover of night. There were many packages and cages there as well. Due to experience, he picked up a box and felt heavy; he shook it again, and heard the sound of gold and silver turtles rubbing and colliding. In order to reduce the risk of delaying the lock picking, he simply carried the box and got off the boat with a slight slightest hand.

The box was pulled up as soon as it was on its shoulders, and it was covered in sweat and at least it was wrapped in an extremely hidden place in the forest. And don’t hurry to harvest the dazzling golden yellow, first roll up a leaf and smoke to calm the boiling blood. Finally, he couldn't help but pick up a handful of harvests!

oxtail lock was beaten with a stone, and the lock was removed, and the box tripped was broken. The box lid was opened, and there was a small box under a piece of loach -like slippery silk cloth; the small box was moved out and it smashed again, and even the box lid was broken; there was a rustling sound, a rustling sound rolling into the grass. He trembled and picked up the heavy thing, but what he gained was a string of surprises and disappointments. It was filled with stones, one by one, Isoko Rock, which is common on the beach by the river.

He complained about himself, remembering another unlucky thing a few years ago: He ordered the Hanlin Bear Fenghuang to save her relatives, which was also a big ship and a small car. The thief took a long and sharp iron rod and stole it. The thief was poked everywhere on the boat, but he didn't even smell the copper slut. The bear Phoenix is ​​a scholar, "Confucius moves all the books."

But what path did I encounter today? A god? I may not meet a rock craftsman?

He did not give up and decided to see what happened.

On the sun, he climbed up a tall and dense green tree, and soon he saw those people who came down from the official boat.

This is a very strange trip. Dozens of soldiers, three-top bridges, many boxes, boxes, and very bold.The sky was drizzling, and the soldiers were wearing shrouded hats. What's interesting is that the four-person sedan chair in the lead actually lifted the top of the sedan chair, and a gray-haired old official sat in the sedan chair with no movement. What’s even more interesting is that there is an iron chain in front of the sedan chair, and the "ding-ding" sounds between the sedan chairs, like a pot maker entering the mountain. The soldiers surrounded the sedan chair and walked closer and closer, almost hitting him under his crotch. At this time, he saw the face that the official was very familiar with. This face is connected to a thunderous name. He was shocked and stunned, almost accidentally came from the big green tree to the sedan chair,

This strange journey was slowly moving on the official road leading to Gancheng in Gaocun.

This is the story of the 19th year of Guangxu, that is, the late spring season in 1893.

Days are like a boring and boring scripture, and Gancheng also slowly woke up according to the eternal rules.

But this day seems a little strange. The old guard stationed in the Nanhua Mountain artillery tower and specializes in firing more artillery was awakened by the incense pinned in his hand. He was yawning and preparing to set off the "wake-up cannon" to inform the city official Yin Pingmin that he accidentally glanced at the black tower standing beside him and found that all the eight horse-driving wind chimes at the top of the black tower were missing.

This discovery made him confused for a long time. In the mountain notch, he mysteriously and carefully passed this information to Agui.

"Disaster Star, a disaster star!" Agui squinted his eyes and looked at the sharp top of the black tower that had begun to become bright, with a pale face.

At that time, three "wake-up cannons" in the Nanhua Mountain Tower rumbling, and dozens of temples at the foot of the mountain sounded the sound of bells, wooden fish, and chanting scriptures. The sky is actually a bit dark, but on the main street of Gancheng, on the Hongqiao and on the side streets, the sound of every household opening, the sound of mules and horses turning around and grinding, and the "hissing" sound of oil fragrance putting into the pot, all of them were heard one after another, and countless shadows hurriedly went down from the Beimen City Cave to Hongyanjing by the Tuo River to carry water, wash clothes and brush toilets.

Hongyan Well is famous in the local area due to its good water quality. This well is outside the North Gate City, and there are osmanthus trees hugged by several people next to it. If you wait for autumn, the wind will sway like stars in the sky, and the faint fragrance can be sent to every corner of the city wall.

North Gate is the exit of the main street of the small town, and is close to the river wharf. The water is clear and the spring is big, so it becomes a population distribution center. Just as this spring contains the water from all sides of the mountains and valleys, the entire mountain city, from Daoyin County to Jiujie Street and 18 Lane, all kinds of secrets, jokes, current news, market trends, all gather, exchange, and spread here. This small spring is the most sensitive nerve in the mountain city.

Spring water flows out from the cracks of the mountain and rocks. The overflowing place is a local stonemason and carves it into a dragon's head. The clear spring water always spits out from the dragon's mouth continuously. The water storage area is a fireplace-like vertical dome, with green vines on top and wild flowers dotted there. There are three or two bamboo tubes and long spoons placed along the well all year round, and grass markers are floating in the water. Next to the edge of the well, there are several big yellow buckets listed, and the yellow buckets are written with the words "Yang Ji" written on them. The old man who is engaged in the bean sprout business guards the edge of the bucket and drips water every day. The old man is easy-going and talkative, and "the old and the young are in the three classes", so there are many people coming here to drink water and rest. As usual, Agui has to go there to sing Mao every day.

When Agui arrived at Hongyanjing, the talks there had already begun. A thin old man holding a cage of painting eyebrows teased the unlucky sailor who went to sea, saying that he was a natural loser with five fingers.

He said, "Where has the money been leaked? Hi, don't lie to me. I know, it's all leaked into the eyes of the bitch in Taoyuan."

Yang Bo, who made bean sprouts, exonerated the sailor: "A man wants to have some wealth, I think he is not the material for you. Houtou Street in Taoyuan, Chenzhou Cuojiwan, Changde Shangnan Gate, not any character can go to. "Enter the door" is the money for entering the door, and "singing the song" is the price of singing. If you don't have 20 or 30 yuan, don't make that bowl of rice. If you want to 'see the red', the tips for extra money are not counted, and you can't get in or out. "

asked You Deqing's sailor to turn guard into offense: "I said, "Don't laugh at me, you are the old turtle who capsized in Taoyuan Cave and choked on the water. People all said that you just played the candidate road and then came to Gancheng. ”

This sentence hit the bloody path, and the old man was speechless.The people of Gancheng all called him the alternate Taoist, but his real name was forgotten. Seeing that both of them were blushing, Agui hurriedly came out to interrupt and talked about the disappearance of the wind chime on the top of Nanhua Mountain.

According to legend, Gancheng is a floating land left over from the Genesis, just like a raft. The prosperity of Gancheng is carried by ships and water, but it will also be carried away by its passing. Now this raft is slowly floating in the southeast direction. According to the Investigator, in order to stop its drift, it must be weaned with a tiny toon. Therefore, local officials, gentry and tycoons were unloaded, and ordinary people donated stones and worked hard to build a nine-level black tower with bluestone at the foot of Nanhua Mountain. The octagonal on the top of the tower is hung with a horse-drawn wind chime, and the sound is heard to see its movement. What kind of omen is it now that the wind chime in the Black Tower has disappeared for no reason?

"The Feng Shui of Gancheng is really going to be defeated." Agui concluded with a gloomy face.

Yang Bo comforted everyone and said, "Gancheng is a place where dragons and tigers are hidden, and Chen Qingshu is farther away. Not to mention, like the Xiong Fenghuang family, which has set up a flagpole that the emperor admires in front of the door, the son has only ordered Hanlin. The soldiers come to block the generals, and the water comes to cover the soil. Gancheng has always resisted for a while."

You Deqing hurriedly said, "Hi, Uncle Yang talks about Chen Qingshu, I remember that he has already transferred."

"Ah?!" Everyone was shocked.

"Chen Qingshu?! Which Chen Qingshu?" Hou Bu asked, he was an outsider and was not very familiar with local stories.

"Hey! I'm really confused when I talk about you, the candidate. I don't know this. Admiral Chen, who was so scared even if Chen Qingshu said that he was so scared!"

This is indeed a name that is thunderous.

There are many rumors about him: When he was a child, he was a jingling horse and was later joined by Zheng Shaoliang, the general of Qiancheng Prefecture, and was surrounded by the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom army in Changsha City. They were all surrounded, like a rat surrounded in a dead hole. The Taiping Army chose a hidden corner of the city to siege the city, and began to dig holes into the city, building gunpowder to fundamentally destroy the city. They were very secluded, and they always dug day and night, even at the corner of the city wall, with green and purple on their bodies. A soldier named Wang Baosheng patrolled the night with a paper lantern and found a body around the corner of the city wall. He touched his nostrils and was already venting but not breathing. He hurriedly carried him back to the camp and sobered up with ginger soup, herbs and wine.

At that time, the person involved in the Changsha Governor's Office was from Huaxian, Guangzhou Luo Bingzhang . He invited local Xiangyin people Zuo Zongtang to be the copywriter, and the relationship between the two was very close. That day, Luo Bing Zhang got up very early and invited Zuo Zongtang to realize his dream. He said that he dreamed of a big tiger with white eyes and white forehead entering the middle hall of his yamen. He was so scared that he was covered in cold sweat and asked if it was a bad omen. left Zongtang smiled after hearing this and said, "Don't worry, Lord Zhongchen, you are a rare good dream, it means you will get a member of tiger general immediately." Luo Bingzhang admired Zuo Zongtang's talent and agility, believed in his words without doubt, and hurriedly asked the person on duty to be the attendant, "No matter who comes to ask for a meeting today, let him come in to see me."

happened to be a short time ago, a man wearing a big-sized treasure dress with a pair of "Yong" broke in. He rolled up his sleeves and exposed his blue and purple wounds to report his criminal companion who was trying to seize his property. He was immediately rewarded with a martial flag plaque. Later, Chen Qingshu was indeed brave and had extraordinary martial arts skills. From then on, he began his glorious and tortuous career.

"Oh, I've heard, I've heard." The waiter asked, "Is it the Chen Heizai who cut horse grass?"

"It's him, the top card in the head of the Gancheng, now he is in charge of the military and political power in Guizhou! He is back, and he has arrived at Gaocun in Mayang last night, and the cubs are coaxing you. Hi, that momentum is amazing." The sailor danced.

"For such a big thing, why didn't there be any information first?" An old man who came to the well to pick up bean sprouts, and his name was Zhang Jimin.

While Yang Bo took the bean sprouts for Zhang Jimin and put a straw net bag for him to put it in, he said: "I was so grand that year! Eight people were wearing yellow robes. When I came back, I went straight to the yamen in the hall. The civil and military officials rushed to fire cannons from the road to meet each other. How could there be no trace of the letter this time?"

That was probably an undercover investigation. "Agui interrupted, "I heard that he is both an admiral and an imperial envoy."

" I saw it with my own eyes. Yesterday, when the darkness was about to break down, I went to the water gate of Gaocun, Mayang, and suddenly I heard the official road was booming, and a group of soldiers opened the way and shouted to avoid it. I rushed to a green tree to see. Wow, there are hundreds of soldiers, several large sedan chairs, countless boxes and boxes. I really don’t know how many gold and silver treasures are transported back. "

Uncle Yang said: "Liu Habao's family's wealth was very rich, so he relied on his transfer to the funeral that year and sent a coffin treasure back. This time Admiral Chen came here, I really don’t know what other new eyes are from abroad. "

" Isn't it?" said Deqing, "A four-person sedan chair was poured on the sky, but she lifted a bun and let it drizzle. Isn't this fresh slap?"

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Jimin hurriedly asked, "The sedan chair is lifted?"

" Yes, Mr. Chen is sitting in a light-topped sedan chair, and a string of iron chains were pulled in front of the sedan chair, and the clanging sounds along the way, like a pot maker coming down from the countryside. "

The person on the edge of the well was full of frogs in the well. No one could figure out the reason, but they all felt it was strange.

Uncle Yang saw that Zhang Jimin's face was a little confused, and hurriedly changed the conversation: "Forget it, what are you doing in those little things? You have enough talks; I'm going to do business. "

He tied the bean sprouts into a knot, but Zhang Jimin disappeared. As soon as he saw, he picked up the shadow of the long gown and entered the cave in Beimen City. Yes, everyone has their own status and it is time to go and be busy with each other.

Hongyan Well fell silent for a moment.

Yang Yueming's oil painting, infringement and delete

I dreamed of a snake, a small white snake."

Big-footed woman Zhang Jilan meditated in the small scripture hall he arranged, talking to a young Master Huizhen to dream.

Zhang's snake is born in the year of the year and believes in gods and monsters. Because when I was a child, a fortune teller said that she was reincarnated from the cave behind the house. As long as she survived three disasters and three difficulties, she would have a good husband in the future and would enjoy endless happiness for the rest of her life. This statement has indeed come true in less than a few years. Therefore, she always regards the words of fortune teller as a classic. In order not to disturb the god of the cave, she specially asked someone to build a house at the entrance of the cave, build a god platform in the room, and worship incense all year round.

But her dream of snakes last night was a bit terrifying: a small snake wearing a red-topped flower feather hat was chased by a big rock eagle. The snake asked her to provide protection. She remembered that the floor of the lobby was ablated by fire that year and left an unpatched eye, so she let it penetrate through the hole. I didn't know that the snake was expanding at the foot of the floor, drilling everywhere, making the floor slabs be lifted one by one. The floor beams were also beginning to shake, and the whole house was shaking, as if it was about to collapse.

Huizhen is about thirty years old and looks fair and graceful. Her escape from the monk once puzzled many people in the local area. Although she is young, she has a good foundation in Taoism, so she sent someone to invite her over early in the morning.

"I will not realize my dreams for others." Huizhen's words were frank and straight to the point.

She said, although you eat vegetarian food all year round, you have not yet learned about the Buddha's teachings. You must know that fortune-telling lottery, face-to-face divination, star divination, Yin and Yang Feng Shui, and Peng Zu techniques are all undestined to be with the Buddha's classics. It is not credible to say that Peng Zhishu can prolong his life and survive. The function of medicine is to attack diseases, regulate and nourish blood, rather than maintain health. The immortal formulas of alchemists are just some plants, trees, metal and stones. Plants, trees, cannot be immortalized, and metal and stones cannot be digested. They cannot survive forever. Can the remaining energy last forever? Life must have death. The constant of physics, life is for death. It is difficult for people to live a life, but they only seek to die a good life. This is the meaning of our Buddha.

Huizhen finally said: "I think about it every day and dream about it at night. I guess there is something you always care about in this dream."

This house is in a shaking house, Huizhen is right. She is indeed worried about the black camp in the rain day and night.

This enclosure, which is built of local bluestone, is next to the foot of Yuecheng Bijia Mountain. Here are green mountains, leaning against streams, lush forests and bamboos, and phoenix tails are lush. There is a large cave behind the house, which is warm in winter and cool in summer, which is a great place. This good place is when her parents beat their ancestors. The father who was taken by her hands was a local wealthy gentleman, with two sons and one daughter. She is a man-made woman who plays with her tail, so she takes it seriously. She has been willful since she was a child, and now she still has big feet.

My mother died early. When her father stretched out her feet, the huge black camp yard was handed over to her elder brother, butler Zhang Jigui. Zhang Jigui is a young man who loves to play and prostitution. He wanted to marry his sister out early, so that the two brothers could split up their families and dominate their families. I didn't know that my sister-in-law went out to serve in the army and became the first brand in the political circle of Gancheng Army in a blink of an eye.

The young officer came back to make a move, got married, and left a lot of gold and silver ingots, saying that he wanted to find a foundation to build a yard and erect a large house. Seeing that it was profitable, Zhang Jigui forced his sister to live in the west courtyard. The west courtyard was bounded by a dilapidated corner wooden building, and blocked the low courtyard wall.

The real Chen family compound has never been repaired, because her husband was a little unlucky soon and went downhill. It was said that he killed a foreign missionary and wanted to be exiled. Fortunately, someone had been in love with him and stayed in Qinchuan to fight. The place was uneasy, and someone sent a letter to say that he was surrounded on a slope, and how could life and death be gone? Although her two brothers did not know the details of all this, they could guess three to five points when they saw the lack of gold and silver from outside, and the cold wind and rain blew to her ears from time to time.

As he spoke, the big-footed woman started to whimper, wiping her nose and tears, and said to Huizhen: "He was bleeding and desperately fighting in the front. What's the use of giving us gold and silver houses? I'm a bad life, and sitting in the stone circumference seems uneasy. Every time I see a big screen wall painting the stories in ancient dramas, I hear the birds hanging on the top of the hallway and crying in the thrush cage, and I always wonder from time to time, is this a dream? Maybe one morning when I wake up, all of this will fly away."

"Old sister-in-law, after hearing what you said just now, I have some understanding of the mechanism." Huizhen looked at the other party happily and began to explain her theory. She said that fame and fortune are things outside of the body, and they will not be brought with them in life or death. The wheel of life and death, the cycle of cause and effect, like the gravel of the Ganges River, the accumulation number cannot be calculated like the sunset glow, the changes are incredible and difficult to restrict one pattern. But looking at the general trend, it is only for people to calm down the grievances and entanglements, and most of them are born of wealth.

She quoted Lao Tzu's famous saying, "The world is full of food for profit. The world is full of money for profit." She also said: "The wealth produced by heaven and earth is certain, this is lost, this is lost, this is won, and that is lost. Therefore, fighting is born. Fear and grudges arise from this, and the retribution of evil deeds extends to three lives. In short, looking at the amount of profit, we can know that future claims are essential."

Huizhen threw away a string of philosophical and difficult sentences and left.

Big Foot is half-open and becomes more anxious: Now that her family is in a difficult situation, is it because of the current reward that she has obtained for a large amount of wealth?

sent Huizhen away, and she returned to the sutra hall to close her eyes and recite the Diamond Sutra. She had a task for herself and recited it every day. It was full of profound and difficult sentences, but after entering the Mongolian Pavilion, she knew that the children always recited the old rules when reading "Learning the Sutra" first and then started to speak. However, today she could not get rid of distracting thoughts and focus on her dantian. Yes, there are so many things that she has to worry about in this house! The desolate garden outside the Sutra Hall filled the desolate atmosphere. The long vines with small purple flowers climbed up the window ridge. She got up from the grass cushion and rubbed her knees, feeling that her heart was like the long corridor covered with fir vase outside the window, empty and endless.

She suddenly heard a whimpering sound of conversation coming from a small rockery covered by bamboo in a chaotic greenhouse like bamboo.

"Do you say it's so good to play in our house?" It's the voice of the youngest son Chen Yunquan.

"It's so annoying." It was actually a woman's soft voice, "It's so funny to pick up firewood and pull wild onions up the slope."

The big-footed woman heard that it was the girl A Cai's voice.

"Yunquan is so disobedient!" Zhang was very angry and thought to himself, "I really don't remember at all. The lawsuit with Liu Habao's family has not been closed yet, and I have sex with this demon woman."

A Cai was originally the daughter of a blacksmith in the Deshengying Township. Her mother took her to Gancheng with her on the second trip.

Her mother also had no life to enjoy her happiness, and she died after three years of entering the city. The stepfather couldn't stand the secludedness and asked for another country girl over the years. She was only thirteen years old and was "avoided" to the Chen Mansion to be a girl.

Although this girl is from a poor family, she is smart and handsome. She is lucky. She has raised such a white and tender woman from the black iron filings and charcoal ash.

The big-footed woman once pityed her and loved her, and chose her as her close friend, but unexpectedly she was "scary".

"What a prodigal son who doesn't seek to improve!" The big-footed woman was very angry.

She turned slightly and saw A Cai's charming look through the sparse branches and leaves of the bamboo in the shed: She leaned against the rockery built with water-absorbing stones, her face was red, and she kept circling her long braids with her fingers.

"What's the point of playing with on the slope? It's all rotten thatched nests." Chen Yunquan climbed the bamboo with his right hand, staring at the other party's eyes, A Cai did not dodge, and the black grape-like pupils slipped around.

She hasn't grown up to know that she should show her shyness in front of men. They argued.

A Cai said: "Roasted grass nest? Do you know what's in that grass nest? There are flowers, mushrooms, August melons, and bird nests... There are white, numb thumb-sized bird eggs in the nest on the spring head."

She depicts the fresh and beautiful scenery of the mountains and fields: in autumn, wild lilies are carried everywhere in the thatched nest, and the petals are raised high, snow-white, snow-white, you can see from a distance, and the golden needle flowers are the color of gold, and the seven sisters who are water red.

Yunquan laughs that those are all wild things.

He said that if we talk about flowers, there are many things in our yard, even the corridors are crawling, including jasmine, rose, and begonia, like earrings that the girl loves to wear. They are all precious species. Many of them were brought by his father from foreign countries from Jiuzhou that were far away.

A Cai retorted, "What's the best thing about family flowers? You need people to serve you, afraid of wind and rain. When you see autumn, the yard will be full of withered grass." The flowers on the slope are different. After they have been scattered, they are just for the cow to eat, the birds pecked, and the cows are burned in wildfire. They look over the years and look at them. They are like a slope and a ridge, which is so beautiful and fragrant.

Although Yunquan's mouth was sharp, he could not defeat her, and it seemed that his soul was caught by her words.

Yunquan asked her to sing a song about chopping wood. A Cai said that her voice was hissing. Yunquan blamed her for being pretty, so she started singing:

The eldest sister was born white,

Two breasts were like graves...

"Hey, it's so ugly!" A Cai blushed her face and covered her ears, "This is a gangster song!"

The big-footed woman was so angry that she fainted and couldn't help coughing. When she drove out of the Sutra Hall, there was no ghost on the rockery. The resentment in her heart did not subside for the whole day, until she finally found an opportunity to vent.

At noon, A Cai came to the scripture hall as usual to send her incense, candles, money and paper. Perhaps she felt a little timid in her heart, she floated in silently like a ghost, knelt on the ground and raised her hands to her eyebrows, her head silent. Zhang did not turn around and still put his hands together.

"Auntie, please use fragrance." The voice was pitiful and subtle.

Zhang turned around suddenly, and his partner swept the incense plate. With a "bang", the plate was in the middle of A Cai's eyebrows, a blood-red mark instantly appeared.

The painted plate fell under the shrine as it swirled, and the small white porcelain Guanyin also widened her eyes in surprise.

"You deserve to come to this clean Buddhist temple? You stinky bitch little vixen." Wu Finger stepped forward and grabbed the black hair, and then bombarded him wildly, "Slut, you shameless thing, good things you did!"

"Auntie, what did I do?"

"You are so polite! I cut your tongue! The young master took care of you so much, it turned out that it was all you seduced. I kindly left you here, you were restless. The girl was bored and wanted to be a young grandma. You said, second time, can you teach the young master those vulgar wild songs?"

A Cai knelt down in a defense: "I really love singing to the sky, but ............ I have never even hummed since I entered this room. I dare to swear."

"Spee? I heard it with my own ears. Do you want to curse me as blind and deaf? My elder sister is so white. Humph, you are relying on your face and mold to be beautiful and clean? Today I am going to make you break this appearance and make you look like a toad, like a bitter melon for the rest of your life." As she said that, she reached out to the hot tung oil lamp bowl, "Look at you still have no capital to seduce men in the second time."

"Auntie, aunt............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. backwards again!" A Cai opened his panic eyes wide and shook his back.

"You go, you dare to leave, I will let you die here today!"

's cold eyes held A Cai's footsteps like a rope. She cried and knelt on the ground, "I won't leave, I won't leave. Auntie, you, just spare me this time..."

The big-footed woman was not soft-hearted, and her hand had already grabbed the lamp bowl. Because of her impatientness, she was scalded. She screamed, and picked up the rag and picked up the hot bowl.

At this time, with a "creak", someone pushed the door, and a small head of an aurora of forehead reached in.

"Which one?"

"It's me, third sister." The big-footed woman turned around and saw clearly the little head between the two pointed scapula.

"Cousin, is it you?!" The big-footed woman was a little surprised because this cousin next door had not been here for many years. She had no choice but to rest and pretend that she was fine, "You have something to ask me for?"

"Yes." Zhang Jimin looked a little panicked. He hesitated and looked at A Cai.

"Are you still squatting there waiting to die?" The big-footed woman sternly said, "Why don't you bring you tea to Uncle Min!"

was so scared that A Cai was as smart as a ball of mud. When she got the chance, she ran away like a deer.

"What's the matter of my elder sister just now? I'm so angry?"

"It's nothing." The big-footed woman was afraid of being ugly outside, so she quickly arranged it, "I'm really stupid in the countryside, I can't even learn to offer incense."

"There are not many girls in the countryside." Zhang Jimin actually heard it clearly, because he was planning to do business with A Cai's stepfather, so he deliberately saved the miserable girl. He smiled and said, "As long as it's not stealing, it's not a big deal. If my sister is really not satisfied, it's okay to change to a more flexible one. Now she wants to buy a bad girl."

"It's the same." My cousin reminded her. For the sake of his son's future, it is better to leave early and get off early. She sighed in a hypocritical way, "This girl looks rare. She is not the life of being a girl for the rest of her life. The old man in her house is now a little prosperous. Brother Min, please help me to go to Zhao's house on the bridge and ask him to come and get people tomorrow."

heard my cousin's promise and asked again, "You haven't been here for a long time, what's wrong today?"

Zhang Jimin said, "Third sister, I heard that my brother-in-law is going to transfer, I don't know whether it's fake or real."

"Ah?!" The big-footed woman was stunned, "Who did you hear me? Why don't I even have a shadow letter?"

"A sailor who came back from Gaocun said that he saw my brother-in-law in Gaocun in Mayang yesterday yesterday. , I'm afraid that I didn't report the news in a hurry. If this is the case, I'll think it's time to close the house soon." Although the big-footed woman was still a little skeptical, she still hurriedly sent someone to find the butler Yang Linbao to prepare, and she dressed up in the mirror.

Countless long and long lovesicknesses gathered together in an instant, and piled up into a heavy burden mixed with joy and worries, which made her breathless. The endless busyness made her feel very unfamiliar in the face of the mirror: her gray hair, her loose face, her breasts that had been squeezed out of juice by the years, fell dry on her chest like two old cloth bags.

She couldn't bear to look at it suddenly, and she could not connect this with the girl who was wearing a green buckle and holding a green basket of bamboo baskets. She was sitting leisurely next to the stone lion in front of the door and making needlework. While looking at the pedestrians with her sharp eyes like a beast.

As the chief steward of the richest man in the local area, she is lucky, reserved and noble in the eyes of outsiders. In fact, she understood that her husband's union with her was completely for anger and revenge for a joke.

Before she was stuffed into the sedan chair, the eldest brother told her that the groom was a young and handsome officer.

The sedan chair was waving in the drum music, the wind and rain for a long time. When she got off the sedan chair, she caught a glimpse of the familiar stone lion from the gap in the red veil. It turned out that the sedan chair was just a trip to the east gate, and took a big circle, then returned to the original place and entered the west gate. She was confused, and then she was confused and was stuffed into her hand with a sieve of red sieve to worship the world and enter the bridal chamber. The lights are dim and the drums are barren, leaving a hollow silence to the bridal chamber. Waiting for the gentle man's hand to gently lift the red veil, she was excited, depressed and terrified.A sharp blade with cold light suddenly pushed into the veil cloth hard, and she almost screamed in horror. The veil cloth flew away from her head very neatly, and was cut into two pieces in a slight cracking sound.

"Miss Three, do you still recognize me?" The groom holding the sword asked sternly.

The bride, who was shaking like a sieve, finally identified the vague mark of the horse-selling grass that she had ridiculed.

The groom threw the sword and threw her on the bed effortlessly, stripping her naked without any worries.

This man who learned badly in the military camp tortured her all night with all kinds of strange postures. The next day, he threw down a lot of money and left in the sedan chair. He came back three years later. These two times the same sins were sought after by her, she gave birth to two sons to the tyrant.

Maybe it was the time, maybe it was the bond between these two sons. The third time, seven years ago, when cornflowers bloomed in a colorful season (at that time, his son was ten years old and seven years old), but he came back with a kind father, gentle husband: a grand and middle-aged man.

He stayed for a whole month, like staying with her all day in order to pay off her debts and make up for it.

His clearly contoured face, Kong Wu’s powerful arms, and thick and shiny chest all show strength and strength.

She will always remember that mid-autumn night with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers. In her husband's arms, a tremor of fresh happiness that she had never experienced before almost suffocated her. She is naturally extremely tender to her husband. Perhaps as some people say, the late-mature love of a woman is far better than the charming wild flowers on the roadside. The brave man was like a defeated prisoner, breathing and making him speechless.

"You... look so well-behaved!"

is this ordinary plain language that has been warming her heart for seven years, giving her strength to overcome all kinds of difficulties and get rid of the predicament.

More than two thousand days and nights, she has been waiting for the "Prince Charming" in her dream to come back and repeat the same words.

She went to dusk, and a man riding a horse came to report the news first, saying that her man had already reached the shore.

As soon as Chen Qingshu passed the official pavilion, he ordered the front curtain of the sedan chair that had been lifted. Although the flag was over, there were many soldiers and followers, and a group of sedan chairs passed by, which shocked the noise in the place.

You can tell from your feeling that you have arrived at the courtyard at the foot of Bijia Mountain.

He gently lifted up the curtain of the sedan chair and found the thick and thick door of the two stone lions squatting through the gap. The main square of the door was slowly opening. The sedan chair kept entering the stone lion's head door and rested in the large courtyard. The sedan chair owner took off the large iron chain that lies in front of the sedan door, and he gently lifted the opening of his shirt and walked out of the sedan chair.

decades of chopping, killing, ups and downs, making him tired of the storm. The deep affection for my hometown along the way, once I really walked into the beast-headed gate, it suddenly became relieved.

The first impression that the old house, which was intimate and familiar, gave him was neglected and desolate. Verbena spreads at the junction between each stone in the courtyard. A few broken flower bowls were piled up in the corner of the yard. Several hens were pecking and kicking in the garbage dump. There were dead grass left on the ridge of the tile, and many lime rubble fell off the eaves. The paint on the board wall peeled off, revealing yellow, black, moldy and rotten wood. The two rows of bright windows on the left and right are incompletely damaged, and hidden paper is hanging pieces of hanging on the ground in the wind.

The loose muscles on his face twitched.

The big-footed woman Zhang Jilan hurried out from the inner room after hearing the news, and was stunned under the eaves of the corridor surrounding the main house.

The first thing that caught my eye was the strange sedan chair with a slutty top removed and a chain of iron chains hung in front of it; then I saw the soldiers who were not dressed and tired in their faces, and filled the entire yard with two sedan chairs (she guessed what was inside with the sensitivity of a woman), and was guided by Butler Yang toward the small round arch door on the right; finally she saw her strange husband, who was not wearing a top, not wearing an official robe, had gray hair and beard, with a numb face, and looked down and unlucky.

She finally ran down the steps like crazy and rushed towards her husband.

She completely forgot that this was in full view of everyone, and she actually spread her arms and hugged him tightly.She completely forgot about her usual reserve and shyness, and let her feelings come out naked.

She was almost one head taller than him, completely staring at her man with a look downward posture.

She felt his face was cold, his beard was scattered, and his eyes were covered with bloodshot.

His braid, which was wrapped around his neck like a bird's head, is now too prematurely gray and white, like withered corn squirrels, sparse and short and bald.

She shook her shaking and touched his loose muscles, touched his skinny shoulders, and touched his arms...

She touched an empty sleeve on the left side of his man.

She couldn't hold on and cried.

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Chapter 2

Since Chen Qingshu walked into the camp surrounded by black stone, the thick door guarded by the stone lion with a cracked mouth evolved from two Persian beasts seemed to have never been opened.

It has already entered summer in the season, but the drizzle is always like the drizzle of spring. The foot of Bijia Mountain is filled with a wet haze. What is happening and about to happen in the Heiying Pan is like a mystery, which arouses people's curiosity. The rumors of true and false mixed together are trembling and flying everywhere in the city like bats.

The biggest and most funny rumor is that Chen Qingshu is dead.

The rumors are vivid: In order to pacify a rebellion in a border area, Admiral Chen led his troops to go out to fight, but the bandits are very fierce, and he is surrounded in a place called Ezipo. Several loyal soldiers sacrificed their lives to rescue him from a secret path, but when they reached the entrance of the valley, they refused to leave. Because in a hurry, I forgot to stuff a pair of new cloth shoes under the grass on the command post's bed. Although the soldiers persuaded his life to be important, he was a rare filial son. His shoes were the only relics given to him by his blind mother and also his amulet to turn misfortune into good fortune. The soldiers had to follow him and re-enter the fire. By the time he returned to the command post, the amulet had been wiped out. Losing shelter, a piece of earth thunder fragment thundered, and the intestines that were scattered out of the hole in the abdomen with a "bang" sounded, and the intestines were slid out of the hole in the abdomen. Like Lassodu, he stuffed the gummies into his abdominal cavity one by one, jumped in place, and indented the last part. Then use a belt to tighten your waist and tighten it. He miraculously returned to his military camp. But the spreading gangrene cut off one of his legs first, and finally swallowed him up. The carriage with the top removed was just a broken corpse.

Although the rumors are vivid and reasonable, most people in Gancheng do not believe it.

During the Tongzhi period, the success of several young officers in Gancheng once brought great glory to the local area, and thus a martial craze arose. What they did ignited the fantasy of rushing to a foreign land to sacrifice themselves in the hearts of many children in the third hall. Several young officers died one after another, and Chen Qingshu was the brightest and longest star. People can no longer lose him because their psychology can no longer withstand this inclination. Even if he is really dead, people will use aperture and garland to reshape one. Therefore, this horrifying legend soon lost the market and disappeared. However, the other two news that were not in conflict with this gradually evolved into the main theme.

Zhao Qilin, who opened a shop on Hongqiao, tended to such rumors. Chen Qingshu retired bravely, resigned from his post and returned to his hometown, and transported countless gold, silver and treasures, and wanted to win the favor in the local area for a while. Because he is doing a small business and is trying to expand his capital and refresh his store, if this rumor is established, God will give him a great opportunity to do something. According to the information analysis provided by Deqing, a sailing tour in Qinglangtan, three large sedan chairs, dozens of soldiers, and countless boxes and boxes are the most conclusive and powerful proof. Only one thing made him puzzled: If Mr. Chen returned from a fortune and wanted to try his skills in the local area, then the family must be short of slaves. Why did he sweep his ex-wife's sister A Cai out at this critical moment?

Zhao Qilin was busy receiving customers while leaning against the "L"-shaped counter and looking at the stilt gallery.

A Cai was rubbing clothes in a red paint basin, and he tried to find the answer from his daughter's expression. However, he could not find any opportunity to solve his daughter's calm face.

Three years ago, the blacksmith's woman followed her mother to Gancheng and was thin and small. She hid timidly behind her butt. Only those eyes, which looked like little beasts, were all black in their heads, as if they had just crawled out of charcoal ash.

When she entered the door, she pulled her mother's clothes,? ? Clear and bright. Once upon a time, she grew up like a big girl’s mold: her face was like the bright moon, and her little mouth was like the ripe fruit of a mulberry tree with fresh juice. Like castor growing on the sunny slope, with big branches and leaves, all parts of the body tend to mature and harmoniously. The curve is smooth. My flat breasts began to swell. That deep black camp taught her how to hide herself in dealing with life. After washing, Acai pulled out her white handbag from the dry sewage of tea, carried a bamboo basket, and silently went down to the edge of the stream and shook her clothes.

Zhao Qilin closed his eyes and found a soldier like a black crow standing in front of the counter, with a knife inserted into his waist slanted.

Zhao Qilin recognizes him. His name is Wang Jingshan, and he works as a servant in the Taotai Yamen. Like myself, he is not stupid, but his fate is rude. He is still an ordinary soldier in his twenties.

"It's my brother in Jingshan. Please sit in the house and have a cup of tea." Zhao Qilin bowed through the counter.

"I'm really sorry. Today I'm in business, I'll come to talk to you another day." Wang Jingshan returned the courtesy, turned around, pulled out his waist knife and pointed at the empty finger, and let out a "chi chi chi" roar in his mouth.

Zhao Qilin understood that this was called "Bi Erli". It was because the Taoist master was going on a patrol. However, this situation was rare today. I don’t know if there would be any great danger.

The sound of gongs in the hall trembled and sent them. The red and yellow flags poured out endlessly like magical tricks from the Dongmen City Cave. The black crow-like soldiers lined up, and the spears were dazzling. The pedestrians were evasive in panic and scattered like birds and beasts, which filled the Zhao family's main hall. The tiger-head sign with the words "Silent" and "Avoid" is lined up on the left and right. More than a dozen officials are divided into two rows as the leading guides. The "Dada" knocks on the bluestone slab. The majestic and mighty horse teams surrounded the two-way carriage. In front is the four-person carriage on the road, and behind is the three-person carriage on the hall master.

Although everything is trying to show a kind of deterrence and seriousness, the shrewd Zhao Qilin can see the panic under the bluff at a glance.

The four-person sedan chair is Yao Xingfa, the Taoist master. He is the highest military and political officer of the 23 counties in the third hall of Xiangxi. He wears a lapis lazuli hat and a fourth-rank official uniform. But today, his face looked swollen and his eyes were scattered and unconscious, and he looked worried.

It is Zhu Lijun, a young tutor in the sedan chair, was more content. He wore a river otter autumn hat, a crystal top reflected the shining light of the sun, a brand new white squid retardant suit, and a silk outer jacket flowed with the young man's frivolity.

"It must be that something involving Yao Daotai happened in the officialdom." Zhao Qilin was silent in his heart. But he couldn't think about what would happen, nor could he guess.

Not long after a while, the soldiers and horses crossed the Hongqiao, walked down the Hongqiao, and went out of the city through the bridge hole. They left mud and dust that could not be clarified for a long time at the turn of the Octagonal Pavilion.

Two guests came in, one old and one young, and one long and one short. Because they encountered a patrol on the road as soon as they went out, the two of them were blocked at the door, so they came a little late. The three of them had already made an appointment to discuss a joint venture, so they all went into the inner room without having to say anything and put their words on the table.

The old man is Zhang Jimin who we have already met. He reported the capital provided by the three parties: the capital has accumulated a thousand strings, and most of them are sufficient. There are only a few strings of depreciated "96 coins". It is gratifying that there are no "sore shells" that were minted during the Xianfeng period, but he is worried that if he is not sure about this business, it will be rare to get up again if he falls.

Don’t blame him for wearing nails and using crutches. This old man who was intimate with a prominent family in Gancheng has been in poverty all his life. It is really not easy to save this little money from his teeth. However, Zhao Qilin seemed quite confident and confident, and proposed to put his first bet on the tung oil stocks, and quoted the words of boss Wan Chunxiang from Changde who had arrived in Gancheng not long ago as a basis.

"Five ports are engaged in trade. Chop land and pay compensation. Foreigners are all planning to fight and want to build wooden warships.A big ship cannot make a lot of oil without ten thousand kilograms of oil. It will rot into the soil with a slope and a ridge. It has to burn tung shell ash to make things from the earth alkaline field, and it will soon turn into gold. "

I thought this idea well, but both visitors were hesitant.

is indeed the same: it is no better to do a tung oil business than buying a few stacks of thick porcelain bowls. You have to have enough money. These thousand skewers are probably only enough to make soup.

Zhang Jimin turned his envious and jealous eyes to the vast storefront of the "blue of the Year" on the main street of Dongmen, saying: "We are small in size, but we are not as rich as the Jiangxi Gang. When the opening of that year Rifeng opened, hundreds of tables were placed, and the guests were welcomed to write down the signboard with the big door panels of Yongsui Cursive King and Sai Xizhi. We never dare to think about it in our dreams!"

Zhao Qilin quoted the boss Changde's words as a defense, saying that there was a Hankou man in Tianjin who opened a dynasty farm to "buy a bath", which means that he could do business without capital: they paid the first money, and then they finally settled the money after paying the spring oil.

He thought that this would relieve the two of them from the crotch, but he was poured with cold water by the old man.

"That was just the old emperor Liluo the next year. "The old man said, "The master of Jinshizhuang sold it for a year last year, but he couldn't transfer it, which made them raise their pockets and beg their parents to go everywhere to ask for the dog meat account. The boss was carrying a back; he was just hanging his neck to death. "

Thinking about it, the three of them were silent.

"Oh, are you all mute?" A delicate voice floated in. It was Zhao Qilin's wife who brought a tin pot and a porcelain wine glass.

She was in her twenties and dressed very ordinary: a white bra, a patched blue trousers, a pair of big feet, a big bust on her head, a copper hairpin, and a country girl who has not yet taken off the vulgarity of a country woman.

She was petite and smart, with her eyebrows thin, her eyelashes were very long, and her eyes were filled with wildness. In the rainbow The area around Qiao and Bianjie can be regarded as a romantic beauty.

The husband is trying to try his skills in business. She is an active virtuous assistant, so any information that is worth a lot will be provided to him in time.

She just heard the discussion about Admiral Chen returning home when she was fetching water by the river. She was in a hurry to come back to talk to her husband. Now seeing the few people inside, they are silent. Knowing that it is a difficult problem in the partnership business, she hurriedly brought in and reported the news he heard by the river.

"That's also the old emperor's experience. "Zhang Jimin, as the earliest insider, had no interest in this hindsight. Zhao Qilin had naturally heard the rumors, but when he was raised again, his eyes suddenly lit up and he blurted out: "Hey, I... ”

He said whether he could try to get some money from Chen’s mansion.

Everyone said, “This is a good idea. "

"Don't dream!" Yu Rong teased, "You are not Admiral Chen's godson, he is not your turn to sit in the work room, and you won't be your turn to lick your plate if you make money. "

" I'm talking about you women, just seeing your mistakes. "Zhao Qilin said, "Although I said that I did not get along with him, but I had a relationship with the people in his house. "

" Oh, when did you climb up to the wealthy family, Jinzhiyuye Big Grandma?" Yu Rong teased.

"Ha! Sister-in-law is jealous!" The young guy didn't say anything, and laughed at this moment.

His name is Wang Dabao, he was taciturn, but he was silenced.

He smiled and rescued, "Sister-in-law, forget it! The big-footed woman in the Chen family is so big that she is forty years old. My face is bitter and wrinkled, so my sister-in-law will give me 120 hearts!"

Zhao Qilin then reiterated his point of view.

He analyzed that it is certain that the Chen family’s master returned unlucky, because there were signs of going downhill a year or two. Don’t look at the high and handsome walls of the courtyard. In fact, it is already a fancy, and you have no gains every year, and you only need to be a fool to sell jewelry and antiques. The housekeeper of the Chen family is Yang Linbao, and the same Zhao Qilin is a little familiar. Last year he revealed that his life in the mansion was not easy to make, and he wanted to ask Zhao Qilin to find a master, saying that he wanted to sell the two grocery stores in the west. Now that Mr. Chen has transferred it, it is a blessing or a disaster, and it is not decided, but he has never been transferred empty-handed. Gold and silver are placed in the altar and buried in the soil and will never give birth to a baby. Butler Yang is a smart person. If he wants to revitalize such a big family, he will always make ways to turn dead money into living money. It seems that what is opportunity is, this is opportunity.

When the old man heard this, he thought it made sense and praised him: "Brother Qilin is quite knowledgeable. If you say something ugly, I am actually a bit kinky with her big-footed woman. Her niece called me uncle."

Zhao Qilin raised his eyebrows; "I remembered that when you say that, Big-footed woman is also Zhang. Zhang Jiqu, the opium ghost next door, isn't she uncle?"

"Hey, I haven't had five services yet. It's just that one poor and the other rich have been in contact with each other for many years, so I've been abandoned." The old man sighed long.

Zhao Qilin said, "It seems that innocence is endless. Oh, Brother Zhang, if you can get diligent in your legs and feet to get the Chen family out of their roots, our business will be able to live."

The old man said, "Since I have gotten on this boat, I will naturally have to work hard to hold on for a few oars, even if I have a good face, I will pull this thread."

New hope turns a pot of bitter wine into sweet jade liquid.

After three rounds of wine, Sanxing signed a contract drawn up by Zhao Qilin:

heard that Tao Zhu became rich and did not let the product breeding be different; Guan Bao was united, and he always made the Jinlan bandage, and the day of love for the day "Satisfied the peace". From then on, profits are equally divided, profits are like the sun rises in the morning; wealth does not stop, wealth comes like spring breeze and rain. Update me, don’t be fooled, don’t be fooled, the mountains and seas are swearing together, everyone is united; the world is ready to express peace and sound.

The wealthy richest man in Jiangxi Village Sun Dawan encountered an unspeakable overturning incident: his beautiful and pampered little wife in the fourth room was raped inexplicably.

He wore a "cuckold", but he didn't know who this "hat maker" was. He was unwilling to stop and had no way to pursue it. He thought this matter seriously, thinking that it was not only a romantic case, but also a prelude to the full-scale attack on the people of Jiangxi Zhuang.

Shi Guiying just turned 20 years old and only came into the house last spring. She ranked fourth in the sequence of Sun Dawan’s wife and concubines. The woman's whole body is full, with sexy buttocks and hungry lips. Although the matching of various parts is quite questionable, it is very popular among Sun Dawan because it is young, bloated and charming. But he was old at the end, even if he was a good medicine, he would have become a pile of medicine residue after ten decoctions. I couldn't do anything, so I gradually shifted my interest to the casino. The casino was playing against his house. Next to the city wall, behind the city wall is the side street, there is a stilt house built on the water. A mixed-named Luo Tuozi opened a hall there, which is the only regular casino in Gancheng. Although you can get out of Shengheng Gate to the east when you go to the hall, you will reach it at a turn, and the distance is only more than ten feet. Su Xing handed over all business to his eldest son Sun Xingfu, who was the manager of the hand, and often ate and lived in the hall for several days and nights.

Someone advised him to pay attention to rest and take care of his health, but he smiled and said, "Don't worry! I, a flower girl, can't beat her flower bones, and I can't beat her flower bones. I can still hold on to the right track when I play cards and roll dice. I can throw it at 180, but in fact I still have a certainty in my heart."

happened to have really tasted the bitter fruit.

Five days ago, when the stars and moon were bright and camellia were fragrant, he touched the hall and moved into the house. When he went out during the sun, he greeted Guiying and wanted to come back for the night, so Guiying kept the door for him. I'm afraid it's time for him to remember, he's going to make up the cards and win and lose, and he's going to toss him until the third update. As the saying goes, drunkenness and enlightenment are true. He was drunk, but he still knew that he wanted to do that. He made enough money in his pocket, filled his stomach with wine, and listened to the erotic stories below his belt all night long, which made him feel even more heart-warming. After entering the backyard, he bolted the door and touched Guiying's wing. I pushed the door without a bolt, but it was just a cover. The woman's sweet snoring made the room full of warmth. He took off his clothes in a hurry, took off his pants, and hurriedly got into the quilt, regardless of whether she was asleep or awake. He was interested or not, and his cold hands looked into the hot gully.

The woman reluctantly hit his hand in her sleep, stretched her silk pajamas, wrapped her knees, and turned her back to him.

Women's coquettishness is often a catalyst for lust. Sun Dawan was caught like a cat, and the lust that tortured him began to set off a frenzy venting storm in the quilt.

The girl Shi who was disturbed was very impatiently twisted her body under his burden and shouted:

"What's wrong with you taking aphrodisiac today? Just a moment..."

The last girl named Sun was stunned when she heard it.She was talking nonsense in the first place, but when she thought about this, she reached out to touch the bed and found a wet pool. She realized that someone had taken the lead. He was furious and as soon as he lifted the quilt, his wife asked who the guy who beat "Call Yan" was.

is really stupid. If she knew which one it was, how could this "called Yan" be able to beat him? But he just wanted to ask stupidly. When he asked stupidly, the woman would answer stupidly.

She cried and said, "Where do I know? He is just like you, don't say anything but angry... I'm sleeping in a daze, only knowing that he is about the same size as you, don't talk about three hundred pounds, at least 250."

This mute man suffered a loss and made him full of chest and diaphragm and stayed in bed for three consecutive days. This matter cannot be sued or made public. He can only stare at the ceiling day and night, and outline the image of the criminal in his mind. After passing the suspicious suspects one by one, he finally felt that Zhao Qilin on the Hongqiao was the most likely. This guy used to be an apprentice in his village and knew the terrain well. His wife and Guiying were from the same village. So Zhao often took advantage of the excuse to talk to Guiying. Sometimes the two of them were obviously secretly sending out a secret message. He naturally had a good understanding of his own behavior. He walked into the yard with a familiarity, but the other party was confused and attracted a traitor before he noticed it. Even if I find out that because I am familiar with each other, I will not break my face and startle my neighbors. If there is really ambiguousness, it would be even more foolproof.

Sun Dawan is doing reasoning like this, and it seems that the more I think about it, the more I feel it. There was just a huge obstacle that he could not overcome: Gui Ying clearly said that guy was a big fat man, but Zhao Qilin was too shabby in front of this term. He then doubted the accuracy of the woman's feeling in her sleep. Anyway, no matter what, he felt that Zhao Qilin must be inspected and defended.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Qilin didn't wait to invite him to come to him the next day.

The old accountant Mr. Wang Ruli led this lean and semen into the door and left. The new festival is coming, and the shopkeeper gave him a thick stack of purchase orders. The road in Jiangxi is far away and there are no relatives, which is worry-free, but he has four wives, four father-in-law and four mother-in-law in Gancheng. Every time they celebrate the holidays in

, they compete with each other. The requirements are also very tricky: dim sum is for Chenzhou, duck is for Qianzhou, tobacco leaves are for Rod and hooks are for Jipo, wine is for hundreds of ice planted by mulberry, astragalus, Codonopsis, Gastrodia elata, etc. are for clouds and fog on the Babian Mountain of Longshan. In addition, Sun Dawan once made a wish to Miss Shi, to buy her a pair of hairpin-basket and a real jade item. Although this indecent thing happened, because she was spoiled for her, she had to repay her wish earlier. Sun Dawanqian instructed Wan to ask the ship owners of Changde Hankou to bring them back earlier.

Zhao Qilin walked in from the dark aisle with flattery on his face, but what impressed Sun Dawan the most was his small and bright eyes.

"This is a coward!"

Five years ago, this thin man was recommended to come to the school teacher in Zhuang as a clerk, and he came to such an intuitive conclusion. Although Zhao's surname was very hardworking and accomplished, he was never valued. Zhao Qilin had not been in office for three years and had quietly saved up thirty strings of money, so he "killed" him, set up a new mountain, and opened a small small south store.

"I read it right?" Sun Dawan laughed at those who once advised him to be "stubborn". Today, this long-lost feeling climbed into his heart again.

He guessed that he was a thief who came to find out the truth and truth, but indeed his conversation lacked coherence. He talked nonsense and raised some business conditions, such as the decline in oil and salt prices in several towns in the border areas in recent months, the price of flower yarn is rising in autumn, and the price of tung oil will be falling in winter.

Sun Dawan didn't want anyone to teach him a business philosophy enlightenment class. He "sprayed" and blew off the smoke and used the silver chisel to open the copper cigarette pipe: "Boss Zhao may not be able to enter the Three Treasures Hall today, right?"

Zhao Qilin just smiled, a smile mixed with pride and timidity. He didn't answer head-on, and his shiny little eyes patted left and right.

He found that the furnishings of his previous owner's house seemed to have added a little bookish atmosphere: four-axis white silk screen, with the words "Mei Hexuan" engraved on the screen, which is derived from the pink couplet on the left and right "Love to watch the plum blossoms facing the wind and snow, and the lotus flowers are particularly red on the clear sun."Although these elegant sects are somewhat discordant with the golden reclining Buddha offered on the large table with marble-faced, red sandalwood and wooden legs, and the long cold chicken feathers inserted in the bottle, a touch of uniqueness in this copper-rust building made Zhao Qilin seize the opportunity to get started.

"There was a news in the city, saying that it was Mr. Chen Qingshu who transferred it! Boss Sun had heard of it?" Zhao Qilin said, "It was said that it was a big carrying small loads to run a lot of antique treasures, just like your golden reclining Buddha and a large vase."

"The king's tent has told me about this, and I am planning to set up a seat to meet him."

Zhao Qilin was shocked and thought to himself: The people of Jiangxi Village are so angry that they are so angry. The purpose of his trip was to explore the water.

Chen Qingshu is a character who wants to be a high-ranking official and a ghost must be the King of Hell. If he wants to make a difference in the local area, he will definitely work hard to find an alliance. The financial resources of Jiangxi merchants will undoubtedly be noticed by him; if Jiangxi merchants want to establish a foothold in the local area, they will not be able to not worship him, a local snake. But Zhao Qilin did not want to see the establishment of the Sun-Chen alliance.

"But, I heard that he was just a bad luck."

"I don't care whether he is unlucky or lucky. That's what an official thinks. Businessmen talk about being a courtesy and righteous, and treating people from all over the world."

Zhao Qilin saw that he seemed to have made up his mind, so he hurriedly nodded and said yes. Taking advantage of the situation and eloquently brought out all the anecdotes and interesting stories that were heard. Speaking of how poor Chen Qingshu's family was during his childhood, he later let someone rest in front of the rich man's door. The horse slapped a lot of horse shit in front of the eaves of the other family's steps, and was scolded by the rich man's daughter. He didn't dare to talk back at that time, but he thought to himself: "You Mo Xiong, I became an official in the next day and I want you to be a wife!" He became very successful later, and his official position became bigger and bigger. He really returned to marry the rich man's lady, etc.

His witty conversation disintegrated Sun Dawan's hostility towards him. He couldn't help laughing and said, "In the past, I heard the old classmate's role in the play. Today I heard the "Ma Shit Relationship" you made up today!"

Zhao Qilin said, "As soon as a person becomes an official, everyone just says that he is lucky. In fact, which celebrity has no bad luck and bitter history?"

He won the prize in a flattering way Sun Dawan is a "benevolent gentleman" and a "big businessman style". He can "not judge the hero by success or failure". He said, "Since Boss Sun has decided to invite Mr. Chen, it is better to make early. I am willing to help run errands."

Since Sun Dawan wants to take the Chen family line, you can even kill him even if you drag your knife. Instead of letting others take over, it is better to intervene by yourself. He then made some voluptuous relationships with the Chen family and publicly fooled the foreign businessman and new riots.

He even felt a little timid in his heart, worried that the secret would be leaked from his eyes, so he turned around to look at the patio. There is a purple goldfish in the patio. There are several stones in the water in the tank. The rockery is covered with white-edged tigers. This is a plant that likes to stand between the gaps and climb upwards along other things.

"Since you are very familiar with his family, please ask you to build this bridge." Sun Dawan put down the white copper carved hookah, asked the girl to take a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and said, "When I write a post for him, I ask you to send it earlier."

writing a post is a trick of carving. But when Sun Dawan was really spread out the paper with the title of Big Red Stone Seal on the table. The richest man in the local business world is actually not a little bit of ingenuity. He took the crystal reading glasses off the plump bridge of his nose, put the pen and called the maid, "Go and see if Mr. Wang has transferred it."

Zhao Qilin knew at a glance that this was an incompetent interpretation, so he hurriedly went downstairs to him and said, "You shouldn't have done these sesame things by yourself. Since Mr. Wang has something to do, I'll do it for you when I'm young." After that, he picked up the pen.

Sun Dawan took the ladder and went down the steps, and hurriedly asked the girl to grind ink to serve.

Zhao Qilin held the pen in his hand and blinked cunningly. After a moment of idea, he wrote:

Lord Chen Qingshu:

I am happy to hear that Lord Chen returned to his hometown, and specially booked a banquet at Zuixianlou outside the East Gate on the second day of the September 2nd. Please wait for a ride.

Sun Dawan bowed his head.

Sun Dawan took the post and recited it again. He felt that the text was smooth and concise, so he signed the signature and stamped it.He took a double post and handed it to Zhao Qilin, and ordered the kitchen to invite the famous chef Wang Kuaidao, from Gancheng, to prepare for a welcome banquet.

Zhao Qilin retreated from the hall and in the dark aisle, he looked back and saw Sun Dawan wearing a blue satin vest full of the word "S" on his black horse shirt, and thought to himself: "You have a day to be fooled!"

Sun Dawan planned to treat Chen Qingshu as a VIP. I personally reviewed the recipe and felt that the luxurious and expensive sea cucumber squid mat was not grand enough, so I ordered the Manchu and Han mat. Only Wang Kuaidao from Zuixianlou can get this difficult cooking skill.

Sun Dawan came to Gancheng from a light man and a broken red oil paper umbrella to become a dyer. Now he has almost controlled department stores, southern goods, rulers, raw medicine, daily miscellaneous businesses, etc. that are related to Gancheng people's lives. Summarizing Xingsheng's experience, he felt that making friends with powerful people is the most fundamental experience.

In order to use the money of Liu Delong's family, who made his fortune in the city, who made his fortune in the Taiping Army, he divorced his wife and married the Mapo Miss Liu's family. In a few years, he became the richest man in the local business world.

Now Chen Qingshu's return has made the Liu family feel embarrassed. So, he had to hold on to this new tree.

Unfortunately, the Chen family does not seem to buy his account. Two days later, just as the preparations for the reception banquet were in full swing, the Chen family sent someone to reply to the post. There are a few inexplicable limericks inside:

Chen is not Chen,

King is not King;

Or invite my sister?

or ask my mother?

Please ask me Qingshu,

to do makeup,

finishing,

to accompany the bride.

Although he did not fully understand the meaning of this limerick, he understood that he was insulted. He guessed that this unlucky general had too much prejudice against merchants, but it was too much to tease him with literary style. A dog fell into the water was so arrogant, it was really a rude dog sitting in a basket! He never expected that Zhao Qilin had tampered with his hands and feet in front of him

inviting a woman to invite a big man. Isn’t this intention to bully others? Not to mention Chen Qingshu, who is full of complaints, he will get angry when he meets him.

Go out of the east side of Gancheng, pass the Three-eyed Rainbow Bridge with a dragon-cutting sword hanging under the arch, and along the Qingqing Tuo River, there is a "official road" leading to Mayang Gao Village. The official road leaves the city about three miles away, there is a hexagonal pavilion-shaped building with the three words "彩彩彩" written on it. This is the place where officials and gentry welcome and send off their orders and declare their orders.

On this day, officials from the Second Station of the Gancheng Road Hall came out to welcome him and came to the official pavilion to serve him early, so that officials of the court came to pass on the imperial edict. Due to military and geography, it is not the first time that the local Gancheng, Qiancheng and Yongsui are directly sent to send troops to the land to pass the orders in the capital. But this time everyone's expression was dull. As soon as I crossed Hongqiao and left the city, the original grand momentum shrank. Yao Dao The short and swollen fingers stretched out the curtain and pressed them, indicating that the flag was gone, and the air beside the official pavilion felt a bit suffocating.

Yao Dao got off the sedan chair. It seems that the life of the highest chief of the Twenty-Three Department County in western Hunan is also very depressing. A strong contrast with the young hall Tongzhi who fell into the sedan chair. When Yao Daotai saw his subordinate officials get off the sedan chair, for some reason, he offered his respect and took the initiative to bow his hands diligently. Even he himself was a little surprised after this out of control.

The co-minister of the hall, Zhu Lijun, was in his twenties, and his military achievements were mediocre. But he had an old man who was an official in the court and was highly appreciated and valued by the Queen Mother of the Cialis. It was precisely because of this skirt that he became famous with his connections, so he was stubborn and domineering in the local area. At first, Yao Xingfa did not find out. He was only 45 years old and was awarded the title of the Golden List. He just took office and announced his determination to revive politics, promote profit and eliminate harm, and to prosecute lawsuits and prosecute traitors. He did not take this young man with no lip service and no

hair in his eyes. I wrote a book on the basis of a bribery case. I didn’t know that there was no news about the situation, but instead I cut it into a series of small unpleasant things. Later, Liu Jingshan, who was running in the road bureau, reminded Fang that the man surnamed Zhu was the one who could not afford to offend him, had to write a letter to ask his friends in the capital to go to Fangyuan to go to various places, and he took the initiative to apologize. This case was temporarily eliminated. Although things have passed long ago, my heart always feels like a blood scab in my heart, and I am worried that I will be caught when I cry.A few days ago, Wang Jingshan provided him with news that the imperial envoy Chen Qingshu had secretly returned to Gancheng. He was quite surprised. Although some people later said that Chen's return seemed to be in a bad mood, the provincial government did not even call him for such a big matter, so he would rather believe that this was a private visit. He sent someone to the Black Stone Camp to spy on it, and the answer was Admiral Chen who kept closing the doors, so the rainy yard added a bit of mystery. But he was determined to continue this thread no matter what. Because this is a line of destiny, it is related to one's own life. He personally drafted an invitation, intending to hold a banquet at the "Hengyun Mountain Pavilion" in the Dao Administration, and invite the imperial envoy to visit the ancient porcelain jar displayed in the Ximei Villa. This ancient jar is made of white mud, about five feet high, with crystal clear and fine surface, and has colorful glaze on it. The immortals drink or sing, sit or lie down, and are lifelike. From the red seal, we can see that this is a tribute from the Ming Dynasty. Most of the great officials and nobles are artful and elegant. Yao Xingfa guessed that Admiral Chen was no exception. If the other party is interested in this, it is not ruled out that the possibility of giving away is not ruled out. However, his plan had not been implemented yet. The invitation was put into a double post and received a report from the postman Pegasus: An imperial edict will arrive at noon on X-X. Calculate the day, and the decree will be tomorrow. He leaned on the chair of the Grand Master like mud, thinking that this was all over. The secret investigation report of the imperial envoy must have been sent to the capital. The emperor had already drawn circles on it.

He didn't sleep all night. Now, seeing Zhu Lijun's gloating expression waiting to watch the fun, he felt fifteen buckets of water in his heart, and he was getting up and down.

A small wind blew, but the neem tree beside the Guanting could not withstand it, and the leaves of

floated like snail formations. Opposite the river is the high Nanhua Mountain, which hides a few pieces of bleakness in the solemn state. When the artillery tower on the mountain sounded noon, a horse appeared on the official road by the river. The golden kicks the silver saddle, and the snow hooves raise smoke and dust all the way. The young military officer rushed into the orderly waiting team on both sides, slamming the reins, and the green horse neighed long. He stood under the eaves of the eaves of the eaves of the eaves of the eaves. The green horse was steaming all over his body, and the sweat plated the fur like a layer of oil.

"The eunuch from the office came to Yiyi" After the young military officer jumped off the horse, he handed the reins to the soldiers who came to serve. When he saw that there was information in the distance, he shouted loudly.

Three-eyed gun "bang bang" sounded in Yingshan and the valley, and the musketeers standing on the side of the official road took turns to fill in the guns and detonate them. A band of silk strings was also busy, and the repeated music was "General's Order".

Yao Daotai hurriedly led all civil and military officials to kneel down together, and his eyes quietly looked at the eight-person green sedan chair, which was clamored forward and behind him. A little eunuch lifted up the curtain of the sedan chair and saw Eunuch Ma with loose muscles and indifferent expressions.

There was a roll of yellow satin in his arms, and that was the imperial edict. Yao Daotai looked at the scroll tremblingly, and suddenly heard a perverted and slightly feminine hoarse scream called "Transfer to Chen Yuan Yongjing's troops to prepare for the order", and his ploppy heart suddenly rose to his throat.

is ordered:

Former Guizhou Admiral and Governor-General, and was appointed as the imperial envoy. Chen Qingshu, suddenly became famous in the border area, was arrogant because of his merits, and was not familiar with grammar. He was used to work hard and was repeatedly impeached. In the X year of Guangxu, he dismissed his part-time job to serve as a warning to others. Yi Tang is grateful for my kindness for fulfilling me, and should do my best to serve my ideological and political efforts. However, Yi not only was he unhappy, but he became even more severe and killed French missionary Wennell. For this reason, he was dismissed from his post and went to Sichuan to investigate and investigate, and sent a lawsuit against Xinjiang. Because the Governor of Gansu Zuo Zongtang asked to stay guard against Qinchuan. I am thinking about his achievements and am now interpreting the return home to Fenghuang Hall Gancheng. After the release, the local Taoist magistrate was instructed to strictly regulate and supervise the church every morning and night. If there is any bad behavior, report it in time and in detail and do not neglect it!

is here.

Teacher Yao Dao breathed a sigh of relief, and a false alarm passed like this.

He kowtowed and thanked him, got up, rubbed his legs that were already numb to his knees, and waited for the eunuch to get into the sedan chair and enter the city and the mansion. His short, thick fingers stretched out from the curtain again, and this time it was raised upwards, so the noisy sound of gongs and silk strings became louder again.

The sharp black tower, which is the striking target of the Gancheng City, is in sight. The building by the river where the book "Return to Dragon Palace" seems to be filled with warmth.

He hung up the curtains and began to watch the wonder of "thousands of pillars falling into the water" on the side of the river with great interest, looking at various drying objects outside the corridor, looking at the gorgeous white-faced women who were slapped with railings and looking at the official road with pointed eyes...

He lifted the mouth of his robe, letting his legs cut each other, and putting a comfortable "crossing his legs" posture.

Chen Yueming's oil painting

Chapter 3

Chen Qingshu swayed an empty sleeve and returned from disability. He threw two young women, dozens of followers, many boxes, a small gift, and a heavy bag to the old courtyard of Heiyingpan. After a few days of rest and maintenance, my face became rosy and energetic. But I always feel a little uncomfortable. The Ma Medicine Master of Yishoutang came to call him the pulse and looked at the tongue coating, saying that he had "a strong body, thin pulse, insufficient qi, and red tongue, which was caused by excessive thoughts." He also said, "Fortunately, the evil is still in the middle burner and has not penetrated the inside. It should nourish yin and clear fire, nourish blood and calm the mind, and avoid depression and irritability."

Pharmacists who are familiar with "The Inner Canon of Internal Medicine" know that this is a disease caused by overwork and is not a good symptom. Although his face is colorful, it is actually a "returning back". I was secretly surprised, but I didn't say it. Instead, he comforted him with kind words and prescribed some grass roots such as Radix Ginseng, Ophiopogon japonicus, Ligustrum, and Arid Lotus grass that were useless and useless as excuses. He ordered "deer on low heat, take three times a day, and take a few doses first."

Chen Qingshu locked himself in the house for several days and closed his door to thank the guests. The wooden house is filled with grass roots and simmering, and the bitterness of the simmering. His ghostly shadows swam from time to time on the white hidden paper lattice window. He was alone in the house, fiddling with something all day long, no one knew.

The big-footed woman Zhang Jilan can no longer express her greatest piety to the gods. She became the true steward. The scriptures were neglected, and Guanyin's statue was covered with ashes. In addition to the two naughty sons' academic worries, they also had to arrange for the two new young ladies: repairing the house, buying the house, and hiring a girl... The jealous jar was filled with sourness, and she always put her smile on her face. She was not a good actor, so it was really embarrassing her.

Both women made her feel scared.

The one who was placed in the west courtyard was the very cold and beautiful woman. She is older, her name is Fan Su'e, she is twenty-four years old and has a weird personality. When she came to the mansion, she wore a purple jacket with black and fragrant cloud shirt, and then she always wore a blue and black shirt, as if she was wearing Changxiao to someone, adding a layer of disgrace to the already wet and humid black camp.

In order to allocate the two small courtyards to two new grandmas, the big-footed woman once called a plasterer to repair the old house and painted the walls, but she blocked the craftsman outside the door.

"I like the original appearance."

So, the black lattice window was covered with a layer of cold fire fern ash brick wall, and even the huge spider webs intertwined on the corridor were displayed there in a cold tone.

She asked someone to get a gray cat. In addition to Doudoumao, her biggest hobby seems to be sitting in the corner of the room with extremely poor lighting and flipping through an old book with black breasted edges. I turned it page by page, as if I was very serious, and turned it back to the end.

The turn of spring and summer is a good time for people in the mountains to pick up their brides and marry their daughters. There are often teams of bride-welcoming teams, carrying large and small wardrobes, foot basins, face frames, and mirror screens, and playing the suona and putting the Qianzi head whip in Liuyang past the stone alley at the foot of Yuecheng, but she turned a deaf ear. During the festivals, stages were set up everywhere in Gancheng, and Miao witches wearing silver crowns and bragging horns danced to entertain the gods. The young grandmother Su Yuxian, who came with her, was worried that she was too lonely and specially invited her to watch the show.

"What's the point of the play? A white knife is made from a red knife." Fan Suo'e sighed and coldly threw down a string of nonsense, "I've seen all kinds of plays. I've also watched Guang Lao's big tricks that year. He brought out a basin of fire from under the red blanket, a bowl of fried river fish, and finally brought out his intestines, liver, belly, and lungs with a large plate to show everyone."

Su Yuxian was inexplicably made by her words, and even creepy. Fan sometimes smiled occasionally. The laughter was as cold as a stone, as if it came from the distant underworld. The book she often read, but later Bigfoot occasionally discovered that it was just an old emperor's calendar for the next year.Bigfoot's fear of her was not jealousy but fear, but she was jealous and fearful to her young grandmother Su Yuxian.

When this twenty-year-old woman entered the mansion, she overwhelmed the fragrance with her jade-clear ice-skinned and Tingting figure. At the sister meeting ceremony arranged by the big-footed lady, Fan Su'e was always silent. But she was not, her wild eyes flying all over the house without being honest. When he glanced at the tall butler with a black face, a pair of man-like big feet under the trousers with very wide lace embroidered with flowers, birds, fish and insect patterns, he couldn't help laughing and laughed "puff".

The angry and annoyed big-footed woman had to use this to mock herself: "Everyone calls me big-footed woman behind my back! Alas, it's all my fault that I was too stubborn when I was a woman in my mother's house. I was unwilling to tie my feet when I was beaten to death. Now I think it's small, and it's also Wang Qimei who hoped that the cow would pass the australia early in the morning."

The woman publicly jealous with Chen Qingshu on the issue of her destination as soon as she entered the house. Although none of them knew that the one-armed old man was powerless in this regard, it involved a person's dignity and status. The final agreement was to "three parts of the world". Fan doesn't care about anything. Therefore, in one month, the old man actually spent nearly twenty nights on Su's nanmu carved bed.

Faced with this aggressive challenge, Big-footed Zhang could only respond in a false way. At present, she has no time, no energy, and no way. There are endless troubles in the black camp: if the incorporation of the two concubines created a "three-point" situation, and the arrival of the thirty-four foreign soldiers made this place a messy camp of

.

You have to use a large stove for steaming wine to cook, and you have to use a large pot for dyeing workshops to cook. There are not enough large tables, and just like a Miao man taking a bride and marrying a daughter, you will remove the door panel and put it on a long bench to open the running mat. After eating only one meal in the New Festival, three pigs, five sheep, and ninety-nine ducks were slaughtered. They are not good at farming and housework, but they are shockingly hungry and are all addicted to alcohol. After getting drunk, they used various methods to gamble, using southern and northern accents to curse each other, provoke and even fight.

That night, the locust flowers were fragrant and the moon was as big as a winnowing basket. Lights are placed everywhere in the yard. After the cup and plate were in a mess, the exhausted big-footed woman sighed alone in the wing room. At this time, someone came to tell her a very unpleasant news, saying that there was a water carry man who couldn't even make a fool of himself. After drinking too much, he was crazy about killing people. At that time, Chen Qingshu's groom slipped to the foot of the table due to excessive alcoholism. Someone tapped his shoulder with his thick and short fingers. He glanced at the other person and found that it was the water carry man. Perhaps he had already figured it out, and he got up, and the two of them had a hostile gaze intertwined for a moment, and then followed him silently. The water-carrying man always had an open double-breasted suit, and today he specially wrapped a straw rope around his waist. Someone saw with his own eyes that there was a pig-killing knife stolen from the kitchen. The sharp edge makes people feel scared in the moonlight. It was obviously a duel for appointment.

A big foot woman was frightened after hearing this, and her teeth were trembling, and her feet, which had a huge contact with the ground, were also unable to walk steadily. But when she called some people to take Songming torches and drive them out towards the back door, she saw that the groom and the water carry man were back. Everyone had peace and peace on their faces.

Faced with the chaotic situation, the big-footed woman was too poor to deal with it and neglected to control her sons. The eldest son Yunxiang is fifteen years old and has a fair face like a girl. He is very good at studying and works hard at Santan Academy.

The old woman who has always been worried about is the old Eryunquan. This child, who is thirteen years old, has no progress in his studies and is just playing around. In fact, her worries are a bit one-sided, but the age of the boss is the dangerous period of life. Yunxiang's "teacher" can be said to have always had two since childhood: one is a book; the other is his cousin Zhang Shunlin: the former is moral, while the latter is worldly.

This cousin who is next door to his family has an elegant name in Gancheng called "Bai Horse Master". He likes to ride a pure white horse and is suave, but he is ignorant. But I think I know my own life. "Before I was sixteen, I had experienced all the joys of life." He was proud of this comfort.

When I was a kid, I came to the opera troupe once in this black camp and sang it for three days and three nights in a row.He was deeply impressed by this because he had never been so luxurious in this camp since then. His family has declined. This dazzling performance made him determined to be an actor and play a role in the future. Later, when he was thirteen years old, he used this as bait and took a handsome little girl to the forest behind the Chenghuang Temple to "learn opera". The little girl is only ten years old, and she carries her younger brother with a big box. He took off her pants and the two stood face to face and had a happy time. Because they don't know anything and can't do anything, they actually do nothing. But this cousin's courage has been developed from then on. According to incomplete statistics, he had at least contacted the body of a woman not less than his actual age. My cousin's secular enlightenment was restrained by moral norms and showed an extremely complex state on Yun Xiang. He is willing to be a sensible person, but he is always trembling when trying to deviate. My cousin felt that he was really "unable to fuck", so he gradually shifted his interest to his second brother Yunquan.

Seventeen-year-old Yun Xiang has grown into a tall young man. The hair on his mouth is turning black and entering the early stage of sexual maturity. It is the peak period with the strongest physiological desires and compensation ability. But his skin was so white that even the young girl was envious and jealous. He felt that this was a heavy burden and shame for him. Men should have a man's skin color and body. He let the sun burn himself for a long time, but to no avail. The blueness of the blood vessels in the lime-like whiteness is clearly visible. He was ashamed to meet people and always locked himself in his small study. At that time, the weather has turned brighter. The osmanthus trees send the strong fragrance far away. For the arrival of "Little Spring", the dead grass is sprouting new green, the peaches are nurturing buds, and the grasshoppers are flying around in the hot and wetland grass. Although it is autumn, everything is full of temptation, which makes people feel the germination of spring, the tiredness of spring, and the sorrow of spring.

Several strange things happened in the black camp.

First, a skirt of the young grandmother Su Yuxian was stolen. Early the next morning, my grandmother Fan's long red chest wrapping squid was also lost. All this made Bigfoot dumbfounded. On the third day, the disasters that followed fell on her own. This is a more irritating disaster: the thing she threw away in the straw under the pillow, mysteriously disappeared. The thing that was specially used by women was called "horse-riding cloth". She has reached menopause and is worried that it will be repeated and stuffed it under the pillow for later use. Later, I felt that everything had stabilized and my youth would not come again, so I decided to clear it. But it disappeared.

Although this series of great shame and humiliation is inconvenient to show off, Big Feet is determined to have a sudden attack to eliminate hidden dangers. After thinking about it, he planned to organize a comprehensive investigation under the pretext of "the groom carries the water and the man seeks a duel" and pretend to "reaffirm the rules of the government". She believed that the stolen goods were still in the house and everything was done by the thief.

She intends to hand this idea over to her husband for a case, and then start to implement it. Just as he met him, he was walking under the eaves of the street with his empty sleeves, like a wolf. Chen Qingshu's face turned green, and his footsteps were wild and he lacked goals.

"Don't bother anymore, I've caught you." Chen Qingshu didn't wait for the wife to draw the outline of her feat and shook her empty sleeves hard. His lips were purple and trembling: "Go and see what your baby did!"

The big-footed woman flew up the street eaves and jumped over the door ridge. She saw Yun Xiang, who looked as white as a piece of paper, knelt on the washboard in the small study. There was a blood mark on the corner of his mouth, which made a scary bright red color with his fairness. The legs of the trousers were tied up high, and the knees were purple and green. The washboard is made of hard purple wood, and sharp teeth are chiseled with chisels. He threw away the braised underwear and the tricks used by women everywhere: big red and big green, very eye-catching. Between the big red and the big green, she found the special items of her own, one of the old and dull “horse riding cloth”. She couldn't believe her eyes, she fainted, her feet became weak, and she fell down.

She was actually still awake, because she immediately saw a thick black shadow pounced in like an eagle's wings: her husband, whose eyes were red and as crazy as a buffalo, fucked the crucian carp knife and followed in. The blade flashed dazzlingly under the beam of light passing through the window frame. She popped up subconsciously, spread her arms, and protected her young cubs like a female bird.

She yelled in a hoarse voice: "Are you crazy? Are you going to kill him like this? If you want to kill me, kill me first!... You are so great, where is your ability when you kill the enemy in front? You turn back without flying but show off your power here?"

No matter whether it makes sense or not, she knows that attack should be the defense at this moment.

Although Chen Qingshu was a little soft and strong by this wave of thunder, he still waved his knife to chase him: "Where are there anything else you are hiding? If you don't take it out, I will chop you alive today."

Big-footed woman looked at Yun Xiang kneeling on the washboard and said begging: "Wow, just tell me wherever you are, otherwise your mother wouldn't be able to save you today."

She glanced at the discard on the ground, knowing that there was still a circle of breast wraps that were wrapped around the log. Yun Xiang sobbed, tears on his fair face. He moved his body, shaking his hands to unbutton the cloth buttons of the robe, most of which fell down, revealing a touch of redness. It turned out that he wrapped the woman's close object tightly around him.

"This evil seed, this evil seed... What kind of evil did our Chen family do in their previous lives? How could we get such a retribution?!" Chen Qingshu knelt on the ground weakly, his face turned pale, and he beat his chest with his only hand.

The scandal has never been announced, but Yun Xiang has been even more loyal to his body since then. He lived in simplicity, and the monotonous cycle of the study and academy made him a mechanical zombie. It is still difficult to make a conclusion whether his father's crucian carp knife made him a new life, but he really embraced his full youthful energy to the book: his thoughts wander between the lines, and his pen nibs work in the fields of paper. The head is hanging from the beam and the cone is pierced, and the academic performance has indeed improved a lot.

If Yunxiang’s way of retrieving is constructed in the design of the future, then the desolate Chen Qingshu’s retrieval is maintained by the remembrance of the past. Although this memory is like a powerless gossip, he still has to hold it tightly. He thought of the desolate grassland that he had not seen for a long time, and his green-maned horse.

The afterglow of the setting sun wrote dozens of long shadows on the vast wasteland, one by one, he walked blindly on the grass with his tired soldiers.

Because they were defeated by foreign soldiers, they broke through and entered a meadow. The meadow is too big and deserted. After walking for seven days, I haven't touched the edge. All the dried barley rice was eaten up, and some people suggested killing the surviving green mane horse to satisfy their hunger; but he opposed the opposition because the green mane horse was the bravest "fighter" and "meritorial". But just one month-long night before they were about to walk out of the vast meadow, a group of wild mules and horses came. This "meanor" could not resist the temptation and joined the free gang and became a long-term wanderer on the grassland. That night, he lay alone on a sand moraine beside a dry river ditch, with a piece of dry horse leather placing his back, looking into the air and sighing.

"There is no greater sorrow than death in the heart", the defection of the green-maned horse is an obvious example! Chen Qingshu, who was sleeping on the carved nanmu bed, felt that his heart seemed to be more empty than when he was in a desperate situation. He still clearly remembered the scene when he suddenly saw a few stars of green fire in the distance during the last night: they were running on the grass in a carnival, tears soaking their clothes, but when they approached the green fire, they found that it was a group of wolves, and the green fire was their hungry and crazy eyes. He was surprised for a moment and calmed down and clenched his long sword in the wind. I don’t know how many living people have been killed by this knife, and they are often cut straight from the shoulder and dismembered to the slanted waist.

"Battle! Animals! Come here! I will fight you all to death on this meadow!" He encouraged the brothers with his mad hissing.

They circle back to back in a circle, crossing the wolf's circumference to rotate in reverse. Later, the wolf left.

When the dawn re-plated the grassland, they were surprised to see the lilac smoke rising in the distance. They finally survived their camp and saw the clear springs flowing and endless wild flowers.

has returned home, sleeping in a soft carved bed, without being frozen or hunger, nor worrying about wild wolves and enemies. Chen Qingshu stared at the dark sky floor with his eyes, weighing in his heart: Why is it better to be in the wolf circle tonight? Perhaps despite the unbearable physical pain at that time, his spirit is not dead and his hope is not shattered! As long as he can travel through this desolate grassland, he can still order the three armies to slash left and right on the battlefield, and cut off the enemy's bloody head like cutting a carrot. What about now? Socializing in humiliation, socializing against one's will, ineffective children, waiting in vain and indefinitely, how can this day last?

The big-footed woman was awakened by his cough and flipping. She knew that her husband had something to worry about, and she didn't complain, but just accompanied him silently for several days on the floor lattice.

Someone sang a song, which was a desolate northern folk song, which added a lot of loneliness and sadness to the night sky.

"Who is singing? It's midnight." Zhang asked.

"It's that groom, he always loves to sing such wild songs." Chen Qingshu replied.

"Is it that big man from the north?"

"Yeah."

"It seems that he misses his hometown in the north, his woman."

"His woman is not in the north."

"Then...she...dead?"

"It's not dead, she's in our room, the chef of the kitchen."

"Ma Yuxiang?!...Isn't she a man? Her man is Zhao Wuyu. No wonder they both invited each other to fight to death in Shabaping!" The big-footed woman thought of the endless shisha incident and sighed, "Oh, don't say that I love to be long-winded, it's fine if you just recite it yourself, but you even brought back some responsibilities. Harm?"

Chen Qingshu didn't make a sound, his eyes widened.

There was a layer of bleak cold light in the sky, and the huge black shadow of Bijia Mountain was pressing against his heart like a heavy burden. The husband was patrolling the night and sent the sound of coconut from afar. The horses in the horse ring across the wall seemed to be awake, with a slight chewing sound. A horse sniffed uneasily.

Groom Yu Desheng is adding grass to the horse, singing tirelessly, like missing his lover, or singing for the red-maned horse.

This red-maned horse with wide chest and narrow hips and a triangular body is the real "Yima" and has a persistent infatuation towards the owner. Yu Desheng fed it and trained it, making it a dazzling meteor on the battlefield. Its loyalty to its owner is also like its attachment to the oil-green grassland.

For a long time, Big Foot Lady felt it was necessary to talk to her husband about the issue of "where is the black camp going?" Since she is completely sleepy, why not just open a pillow meeting.

In view of the heavy burden, she proposed to "split up the idle people and give them a few taels of silver to each other."

Chen Qingshu said, "It's all my hard work with me, and I can't make such a cruel thing."

Big-footed woman was a little angry: "You, the fields are still fake. There is an old saying: Husband and wife are birds in the same forest, and they fly together in the face of disaster. Even husband and wife can't guarantee a happy marriage for a hundred years! You have to think about how this family will live in the future." Chen Qingshu said, "The gold and silver I brought back can still last for a few days." He seemed to have made up some determination and said, "This family will not collapse so easily."

said this. It was not very firm, but it was hard to improve the tone to fill the void.

The night was deeper, and a meteor suddenly disappeared in the sky.

Chen Qingshu never fell asleep again. It was a little dawn and I started to grop. After putting on my clothes, I went to the corner of the door to find his long wooden stick.

For decades, he has become accustomed to getting up early and dancing alone in the yard in the faint morning light. He has played a stick technique taught him by a Miao veteran when he was still a village hero. When his bloodline is activated, he goes to the campus. There were a thousand central model soldiers there, waiting for him to speak. Listening to the shouts of killing that can make the ground tremble, looking at the flags everywhere like hurricanes blowing, it is really a kind of enjoyment and satisfaction. The place I want to go now is too deserted: the yard is dilapidated and desolate, and the lotus stems in an old hexagonal pool are withered. After a few dances, I gasped. He blew his nose hard and now he was so prone to colds! The shallow water made him feel sorry for himself. His eyelids were swollen and his nostrils were swelling. The hot air blown out sprinkled a bunch of bubbles on his thick lips.The high courtyard wall squeezed him, with green moss growing on the wall, and the withered dog tail grass sank in the wind.

"No! I can't just finish it!"

He didn't finish the case, so he locked himself in the dark room again. There were several high stacks of thread-bound books piled on the square table in the house: the paper turned yellow and caused many insect eyes. After returning home, he was like a borer who breathed the moldy and rotten breath to make his life easier.

has a stack of blue cover thread-bound books, with a total of thirty-four volumes, which are local hall journals. He picked up a copy casually and was attracted by an unexpected discovery.

The woodcut plate without punctuation can be vaguely identified as follows: "...Four years of the fourth year, Fu Nai, the general of the hall...Fu Zhinai, together with Gancheng,

, summoned the civilians to discuss a long-term strategy and created a system of defense...The above seven halls had a total of 452,157 acres of farmland, and the battalion was allocated to Martin to lead the farmland to replenish water and wash sand and block cards to occupy 11,84 acres of land and three cents of land...The division was given to the elders and young people in Dingtun Dingtun Dingtun 37,849 acres of real surplus land and 10,03,223 acres of 8 cents of farmland to recruit tenants to collect farmland and rent, and the total of 10,5488 stones of grain and rice was collected, three liters of three liters of 10,5488 stones, three liters of 10,5488 liters of 30,9 liters of 100,5488 stones, three liters of 100,5488 liters of 100,5488 liters of 30,9 liters of 100,284 liters of 100,5488 stones, three liters of 100,5488 liters of 100,548 liters of 30,9 liters of 100,284 liters of 100,5488 stones, three liters of 100,548 liters of 100,548 liters of 30,9 liters of 100,244 liters of 100,248 liters of 100,548 liters Without even taking the shoes, he jumped barefoot to the yard, silly as if he was possessed by a demon, laughing and shouting:

"There is no way out, I... I have it!"

The yard is still empty. The silence made him reflect on his complacency. When he calmed down, he heard a sob sob coming from the main house.

It turns out that the big-footed woman has always been very uneasy about her husband's "reunion". Today, she specially asked for the heavy keys to go to the warehouse to tighten her family's financial resources.

This time, her son suffered a devastating blow: the dozens of heavy nanmu boxes that his man brought back by thirty-four soldiers were empty except for a few precious jewelry! The stuffed were all Iciziyan picked up from the river dam. All the gold, silver and jewelry were gathered together, and even a medium-sized water-turning jar was not filled.

She sealed the jar with oil paper sheep wax, and from then on she hugged the jar in three days and cried sadly.

Chapter 4

No one understands what the "inspiration" that Chen Qingshu got from the old paper pile is. This devastating general who was used to being arbitrary still likes to put on the bad airs of his time, and even secretly tells his wife.

He still locked himself in the dark house. He got a local map of the crepe from somewhere. He gestured and followed with thick and short fingers on his head.

"You are old and want to command your troops?" Once, the big-footed woman broke into his room and saw the man pinching his chin and thinking about "setting up the formation", she teased unhappily. "Can you want to rob the prison, grab the ammunition depot, and go up the mountain to become a bandit?"

Chen Qingshu was very exceptional and did not get angry. He was so excited that he answered with a joke: "No, I have already 'been'."

He borrowed this jargon in the fireworks alley to waste himself.

Apart from crying with the gold and silver pot from time to time, the big-footed woman could not think of any other way, so she could only save "everyone's money": cut down on food investment, owing long-term wages, and even making plans for the monthly money of her concubines.

Of course, she also practiced it. Once she broke a bowl of orchid lily in the kitchen. She not only scolded the perpetrator, but also carried the two pieces divided into two back, and spliced ​​them with tung oil and lime and sent them back to the kitchen. The chefs were so funny in their hearts that they took advantage of their unpreparedness and threw them into the rock nest outside the wall with their hands raised.

The embarrassment of her family made her poor in dealing with it and neglected the lives of her children. This is better than the gospel for the second son Yunquan. He had more freedom outside, and the absurd cousin's "teacher status" was also highlighted.

He led the little white horse to carry him to the mountain to play, to the water to play, and to the pile of wild children to play. The oriole's gracefulness, the mystery of crickets, the old horses that are grinding in circles around the streets, and the never-ending carts have made him understand how the outside world is full of novelty and temptation, and teaches him beauty and ugly.So he often climbed up the broken city wall, looked at the fire and the fading mountains, and imagined the scene of the world on the other side of the mountain.

My cousin is a "demon king in the world" and never knows that he should be responsible for himself and others. Lack of education, competitive, slutty, and red painted toilet, it seems that it is not an exaggeration to put all the derogatory words on him.

Yes, he taught Yunquan to skip school, lie, fight, sing ruffian songs, and even took him to see all the women he had fooled with? But for a moment, he was strangely in a heavy mood and depressed.

Several times Yunquan climbed over the courtyard wall to find him, but he sat alone in the room. Countless green locust tree leaves were thrown on the table. He used the kalal leaves to sing bitter songs.

He said he was heartbroken and said, "This is the first time in his life."

This devil king with a cold heart would actually have true feelings for a woman, which made Yunquan puzzled.

He wants to be a cousin who is cheating, or the woman must be the Thousand-Handed Guanyin reborn.

He asked about the woman's name, age, address and feelings, and the answer was that he didn't know anything. He only knew that she was a little actor.

"I like her very much anyway. But I haven't even touched her with a finger." He said it very seriously, not like he was lying.

One morning ten days later, he carried a blue printed bag on his back and led his white horse to say goodbye to Yunquan.

Yunquan asked him about the route of this trip, and he said he didn't know either. Anyway, wherever there are sounds of gongs, drums and strings, he will chase them. Even if you go to the end of the world, you will still find her. He would sing passionate songs to her under the sun and gentle songs to her under the moonlight until he got her. Then she was brought back to Gancheng with a white horse covered with the mat of Xilang Cap.

Yunquan was shocked by the power of love and the power of drama for the first time. He was originally interested in drama, but now he is almost crazy.

The people in Gancheng love drama and are famous for their borders at the junction of the three provinces.

People in the border areas believe in God and repay God in spring and autumn every year. Rich families always pay a high price to ask a wizard to give a reward to the gods. The stage is set in the ancestral hall and in the mansion, but it is more on the beach, using green mountains and green water as the substrate to perform the ancient story of the Genesis of Nuo Gong and Nuo Niang.

There are lanterns and sun operas around the Spring Festival. The young man with a red face painted with earthy bamboo, and the basket was played in "Touching the Snails", and the young and beautiful girl wore embroidered shoes to perform in "Picking up mushrooms". The rice is fried every year, but the audience's interest remains the same. As a result of generations of inheritance, batches of drama fans have emerged in the border areas. There are two kingdoms in the drama world of the Bianduan City: one is the kingdom of adults, which includes a professional opera troupe with very few people but often in and out of the homes of daguan Guiren and an amateur gang composed of shoemakers, powder makers, barbers and other craftsmen. The beating Agui is the character of the gang's snakeskin huqin; the other is the kingdom of children, which is a small troupe composed of children from all streets. In terms of quantity, the latter has as many as five or six, which actually has an overwhelming advantage. It’s really “more tender bamboo shoots than bamboo.”

White Circus is the latter type. As the name suggests, this troupe was created by Yunquan's absurd cousin and named after his humble name. Earlier, there was a "little theater troupe" on He Street. The troupe headquarters was located in a dilapidated ancestral hall on Bian Street. Cousin Zhang Shenglin was the pillar of the singers there. Not sure why, he suddenly turned against the water and dragged out three or five little brothers to hold up the banner of "white circus troupe" in a stilted wooden building in Linhe.

At that time, Yunquan was twelve years old, and my cousin had already eaten at the age of fifteen. To be honest, Yunquan hated him a little at that time because he always had good friends with his brother and didn't even tilt his eyes.

That year, Yunquan brought a bowl to eat on the stairs and watched the ants fight. He climbed over the low wall and suddenly stopped beside him and got close to him.

"Yunquan, let's work together as a troupe, do you want it?"

Yunquan was puzzled: he couldn't sing, he couldn't dance, he looked ugly, and he was a little stuttering when he spoke. Why did he fall in love with him?

Yunquan said: "I...... I'm afraid I won't be able to make that

cousin said: "Learn! I teach kung fu. How about you? If you have a big face, you can play with a beautiful face. If you have foreign paper, you will be evenly spread. ”

Foreign paper, of course, is not money, it is actually a square folded with lead-printed book pages.Now at the acquisition station, this is just a pound of three or five cents per pound. At that time, it became the gold and silver symbol of the border town children's kingdom, one by one currency because of its rareness.

seems to be more tempting than gold and silver for children. What's the use of taking it? Get out of the copper coins, flying paper, and kneeling rocks all rely on it as rewards and punishments. There are not many children in the border areas, but there are all kinds of novel entertainment. Watch the performances of the "Xiaoxiao" troupe, each ticket is five to ten pieces of foreign paper. On the street, there is a portrait of tailor Zhang's son. You can get a full-body embroidered image on five sheets of foreign paper. Although it is not meticulous, its characteristics are accurately grasped and will not be misunderstood. In an old oil mill with black ancient dragon winter, if there is a shadow drama, you have to use more than ten pieces of foreign paper. Although it is primitive and simple, it has a great sense of seduction for children.

Yunquan then agreed.

"White Circus" raised the banner and soon had more than a dozen actors. Like Zhu Erguan, he is a good player in blackheads. Xiong Zhaozhao is funny and suitable for playing clowns. His cousin Zhang Shenglin takes on the role of himself: he plays a civil and military actor, and sometimes even plays a role in a cross-dressing role. Although Yunquan was listed as a candidate for beauty, Xiong Zhaozhao, the youngest of the same age, shared the tables and chairs up and down, "picking up the venue" back and forth. Occasionally, he dressed up the soldiers with the word "courage" on his back, and shouted with everyone.

My cousin hung up the top sign, he was so ambitious. However, for a long time, I neglected the hunt for women.

"We want to squeeze out 'Xiaoxiao!" At the establishment meeting, he clearly announced his purpose, "Everyone first use some secret force, divide it into half of the country, and eat it after the New Year!"

is easy to talk about, but it is difficult to do it. Because I started from scratch, my family business was not big, so I could only choose some small plays to perform at first. My cousin ordered "Thunder Chamber of Stages" and "Touching the Snail".

Whenever night falls, the stilt house on the river will be in trouble. The copper washbasin and bamboo tubes are percussion music. The clown Zhu Erguan wore a gauze hat made of large oil paper, and was walking in the main hall like a boat that was swaying, making everyone laugh.

There is a clam shell spirit in "Touching the Snail" who wants a big clam shell, and my cousin found Zhaozhao.

"Your cousin is really a good person!" Xiong Zhaozhao later said to Yunquan, "It turns out that he brought me into the group, not because he liked me, but because he liked my grandfather's bamboo weaving skills!"

Zhaozhao's grandfather is a down-and-out old juren. After returning home, he became a bamboo weaving master on the side street. Once a bamboo is in his hands, he can gain life. When the bamboo knife goes down, it can be divided into two types: one green, two green, half yellow, and old yellow, and each has its own uses. Colorful kites are made in spring, silk fan is made in summer, bird cages are made in autumn, carp and dragon lanterns are made in winter.

Yunquan naturally gained an epiphany: his cousin fell in love with the money in his mother's hands. He often sent Yunquan to flip his mother's "treasure cage" one by one, and his cousin already knew that his brother Yunxiang was now unreliable.

Due to the full preparation and fresh outfit, the "Baima Team" was listed for the first time and lived in Lane 18 of Gancheng Jiu Street, and took away most of the "Little" old customer.

However, the good times did not last long, and everyone's joy did not last long and declined again. I don’t know what magic “Xiaoxiao” used, but the “White Circus” venue became neglected again. We often have to wait at the door and prevent the small audience from leaving the venue early to prevent the morale from fluctuating.

But at this joint eye, the ridiculous cousin, as the head coach, actually escaped at the last minute and wanted to lead his little white horse to chase the gongs, drums and stringed zithers, and find an unknown person he liked. Naturally, everyone was indignant.

"You will never understand my ridiculousness. Unless in a few years, you will grow to my age." My cousin said as he bid farewell to everyone, "I am already an adult, and he has what he should do." The escape of the coach pushed the unknown Chen Yunquan to the leadership position. Because of the pressure, he became very angry. One day, when he performed, he only had three tickets. He angrily turned the sign in front of the door into "rest in the theater" and called Zhao Zhao mysteriously.

They walked in the alley that began to become dim, and took advantage of the dusk to rush to the "small" old ancestral hall. Because they were planning to be ill-gotten. They were hiding along the way for fear of touching acquaintances.

I think the audience has already entered the venue. The performance venue of the "Xiaoxiao" troupe, the two doors of the ancestral hall were closed tightly. In front of the door, there was a young man holding a stick in the door. He was Luo Shaowu, the son of Luo Kuangzi, the gambling owner of the hall, nicknamed "Xiao Lao Lao". It is a foolproof to have him guarding the door.

The main entrance is inaccessible, and the courtyard wall is very high, so I can only hear the inside full force. Yunquan was so anxious that it was like a fish on the net, and it was marked everywhere.

Zhaozhao is young and has a timid heart. He followed Yunquan in circles on the small street near the river. He saw Yunquan stop suddenly and his eyes blinked a few times. It was like a flame rising, and his eyes fell on a willow tree that stretched out into the river.

"Why? He wants to climb up?" Zhaozhao was shocked.

This willow tree has at least a hundred years of history, right? There are high rock ridges on both sides of the Tuo River, because it is rooted in Shijingli. With the squeeze of the deposit made of large stones, it is malnourished and is old. Can the thick fish-scale bark and ugly dry branches withstand the burden of people? But Yunquan has already walked towards the old tree.

He kicked off his shoes, spitted his saliva on his hands, calmly climbed to the three-story slanted willow tree, which was halfway up, and threw down his words: "Zhaozhao, put your ears on the spirit, look forward to the wind!"

The night and the shade of willows quickly swallowed the figure of the wild cat.

Zhaozhao patrols around the willow trees, with his sharp ears listening to the occasional footsteps from both sides of the street intersection. From time to time, I ran back worriedly and looked at the willow trees. After about half an hour, Chen Yunquan rushed down the tree. He had a vaginal face, bit his lip tightly, grabbed his shoes and left.

Zhaozhao chased him out of the street and hurriedly said, "How? They?"

Yunquan looked very angry: "Mom buried! They are so rich. Wu Xiaosheng is wearing a few good python robes, and they are all real guys... No wonder!"

Zhaozhao understood in an instant: "Hi, parents run shops in their houses, boss Sun! Where are we? Paper robes and paper robes, alas, I can't beat them."

"No!" He suddenly stopped.

Under the dim street lights, his thick eyebrows were raised high like two crucian carp knives: "Let's gather money, gather money! Buy a python robe and buy two helmets!"

"Where to get the money?" Zhaozhao asked worriedly.

Through the night, he turned his eyes to the Tuo River under the moonlight, looking at the ripples of the silver foil: "Go down the river! Let's go to the water!"

Tuo River, the water flow is not deep, and the shores are covered. The stilt wooden building supported on the rock ridge is adjacent to the coast and is a street market hanging on the stone cliff. Every spring rain comes, and the river often comes into the street. Floods are the greatest cleaners, and they clean up the houses on both sides of the Taiwan Strait almost every year. So the copper coins that leaked into the dust from the gaps in the floor, the silver hairpins and copper brazers of the ladies and wives were constantly brought into the water, sinking to the bottom of the river, mixing in the sand, and stuck in the rock shell. For the children, it is a huge treasure house.

The children are busy. Yunquan led the way to wrap lunch with lotus leaves, and more than a dozen bare-butt children were soaked in the river day and night all summer. Float on the water and absorb enough air, hit the muzzle and plunge into the bottom of the water. Again and again, like a swallow carrying mud, I picked up the sand with my hands and went to the bluestone slab on the shore. After carefully selecting, I captured the thing with a strange luster.

Sometimes, I found a piece of copper coins, which was tightly stuck in the cracks of the stone by mud and sand, which was a bit troublesome. This requires the use of sharp things such as horse nails to tap and dig. You have to surface and breathe, and persevere one after another to hope to succeed. Sometimes, in places with a lot of sand, you have to use a cushion. Several people work together to fill the sand and work together to raise the water surface.

The riverbed is uneven, the terrain is complex, and it is a very meticulous job. I had to open my eyes wide. Once I soaked for a whole day, my eyes would be covered with red silk, and the smoke would rise in front of me for no reason. Looking at the mountains, streets and water would be covered with fog. There are many springs soaked by the river, and the water is a little cold, especially when the rain stops and the sun is even more sunny. Although Yunquan was very strong, he had been shaking for a long time, and his black skin all over his body had countless prickly bumps.

Tired, cold, hungry, and I didn’t know that I was scolded by my parents a lot. The whole summer has just disappeared from the Dragon Boat Festival water until the beginning of autumn, and the maple leaves are red before they stop.

Everyone finally had a considerable wealth: from a huge copper basin to a soybean-sized silver pendant. A mountain merchant with a scale hung on the shoulder pole hook, shook his reading glasses, stared in surprise, poured the ragged copper iron into the basket, and then stinged a few copper lives with stinginess. Although they knew they had been cheated and had gained little, they still left contentedly. The old man who collected the rags was waiting for the figures of a few children to turn around the river street, then picked up the summer copper basin and looked at it. He squatted on the side of the road and pulled the shaved money-wiping grass like stars, and found out the tadpole text "For the children and grandchildren, Yongbao" above. He knew it was a treasure, so he hurriedly stuffed it into the bottom layer of the fork at the blue cloth.

Later, Yunquan once went to inquire about the absurd cousin's shadow letter and saw this thing in the shrine of Liu Ziqi's house. At that time, the copper basin was polished and half a pot of clear water was built into it, making it a high-end utensil for worshiping gods and ancestors. In order to show its magical power, Liu Ziqi, who was as fat as a pig, made a special performance for Yunquan.

He quickly rubbed the ears of the copper basin with his hands. After a while, the basin actually made a sound, the waves splashed, and the cold water was like boiling, making the clouds stunned.

After Liu Ziqi finished performing, he clapped his hands, smiled loudly, and said, "How is it? Is it so amazing? Guess where I got it? I bought it at a bargain for 500 taels of silver. The old man who collected rags was not aware of the goods. This is a national treasure. The most Yan was also produced in the Song and Yuan dysfunction. Maybe it was Yang Guifei's dressing basin!"

Yunquan didn't know if Liu Ziqi really made a profit. But there is no doubt that I have lost. A summer of blood and sweat is not enough to buy a pair of python robe and a helmet.

The weather is already getting colder, so I can only wait patiently for next year. Yunquan feels that to defeat "Xiaoxiao", there is only the only way to enrich the cast.

One day in September, he went to find A Cai who was kicked out of the black camp by his mother.

Under the cypress tree dyed red in the new autumn, a thin girl was washing clothes by the well. She was wearing a blue printed cloth bra, with a braid like a black snake dragging behind her back. Yunquan knew that she was A Cai, and pretended to be nothing, and whistled a whistle and blew a tune that the wizard loved to sing to the well.

She found him when she bent down and shook her clothes.

The sun was a little dazzling. Her walnut-like eyes flashed a few times, and she shouted "Brother Quan" in surprise.

Yunquan, who had already drafted a speech in his stomach, became anxious and at a loss. After only half a year, she has become red in complexion, full breasts, and her demeanor is like a big girl. She sat on a stone, her white legs soaked in the running water with sunlight patterns, and her sharp and bright eyes as big as a beast learned to be shy.

The river bend is very quiet, no one else. Yunquan suddenly remembered the ridiculous things about his cousin in the forest behind the City God Temple for no reason, and was so shy that he just wanted to escape.

She asked him what he had to do with her. Yunquan caught a glimpse of the copper scoop on the edge of the well and said that he was thirsty and came to ask for saliva. A Cai curled the grass markings floating in the well, filled it with a copper scoop, and gave it to him with both hands. He only cares about burying his head and dare not look at her bright black eyes. The overflowing water wet his black chest and his pair of clothes, making A Cai laugh very much.

"A Cai, why don't you come to play in the house?" Yun Quan handed the piao back to her.

"Hmph, that house! I won't go there for two lifetimes even if there is a golden cat and a silver lion." A Cai pouted.

"It's all my fault. A Cai, don't remember the anger

"I just don't bother to remember the anger. "

" that would be fine. A Cai, if you have time, go to the Zhu family house on the Bian Street, where we will rehearse the show. "Yunquan brought the topic to the topic.

"Rehearsing?" A Cai's eyes suddenly brightened, like the sunshine in May.

Since leaving the mansion and returning to the shop in Hongqiao, A Cai has been busy all day long. His stepfather ran outside all day long, and his stepmother wanted to see the shop, so he all returned to her for cooking, washing and sweeping the floor. She felt that her innocent childhood left too early and too hastily. Speaking of rehearsing, she remembered the spring of the year before yesterday. That time, Yunquan pretended to be a fisherman, carrying a broken fish net, and put on a harlequin makeup, a piece of tofu on his nose, shrilled his head and head, and jumped around. A Cai couldn't help laughing when she mentioned this. Yunquan also became active and no longer shy.A Cai, who said that the cooperation was not harmonious at that time, was responsible for putting on clam shell spirit: She hid in the clam pages made of paper and kept making faces, which made herself laugh. After playing each string music according to the rules, the old man holding a torch in the field wanted to sprinkle a handful of rosin powder, but the naughty A Cai didn't wait for the fire to burst into the sky, so he put his hands into the clam shell. Yunquan hurriedly reached into the clam shell and followed the program to do the next push between the clams in the music.

Yunquan still remembers it; "When I was against you, I was pinched by you!" After hearing this, A Cai laughed "puffed". Of course, she would not forget such a prank.

But she refused to admit it, and asked instead, "Why didn't you hear you speak at that time?" Yun Quan said silly: "How can I speak it out? No matter how painful it hurts, we have to endure it. If we shout out, we won't get the reward of that pair of sugar Bodhisattvas."

The sugar Bodhisattva was very exquisite: a bearded dragon is three feet long, and a golden phoenix is ​​as big as a palm fan. A Cai couldn't bear to eat it, so he took the Jinfeng back and inserted it into the crack of the wall. After three days, it softened into water. But within two hours, the bearded dragon in Yunquan was so greedy that he couldn't help but eat it.

"So sweet!" Yunquan still says "smack" sounds because he is affordable, unlike Acai, who is "thick soil but not thick people". Even if it is "thick soil but not thick people", A Cai can now chew the sweetness in his memories. She didn't know if she would come again in this way.

When she listened to his plan at this moment, she said that in addition to "Auntie Wang Repairing the Cowl", they also wanted to "Picking up the Blossoms" in "Picking up the Blossoms", and he pretended to be the stolen flower. For some reason, A Cai always felt that he was speaking more than moving forward now, a little restrained and pretentious, with a bit of a genius. When he spoke, his head was buried, his face turned red, and his hands seemed to be placed where he could put them. He mechanically surrounded each other with his two middle fingers when he was looking for trouble.

He said he wanted to ask A Cai to do a favor, because the girl who guarded the garden did not have a suitable actor, so now he had to let Zhu Erguan play the show. It is obvious that Zhu Erguan was originally a black cow spirit who played with two axes on Chunshi dance, so it was a bit too much for him to play the role of a petite prostitute.

A Cai sounded funny and angry: Yunquan's words were very pertinent and could not pick up any thorns, but they were a bit like talking about business seriously. She recalled her stepfather's polite social engagements with those merchants, which was very uncomfortable. Although she did not refuse and agreed to "join the fun", she was somewhat doubtful if this rehearsal would be as interesting as she was when she was playing spring.

She suddenly realized that Yun Quan's voice had obviously become thicker, and there seemed to be a moving lump in her throat. She hurriedly curled her head shyly, but she caught a glimpse of her swollen chest in the well water, and a very complicated feeling arose in her heart.

Later, they often went to the Zhu family house by the river to rehearse the show.

That is Zhu Erguan’s home. His grandfather is an old drama fan. He often acts as a fan on stage. Because his skills are not good and his voice is not complete, he always gives him criminals who wear cotton jackets on hot days or beat shirtlessly at the Meridian Gate in the twelfth lunar month. He claimed that "the skills are of high or low, but the characters are of no size", so he always works very diligently every time. The children "started" at his house. Not only did he not object, he was also willing to pay for tea and water. There was also an old man who came to the White Circus troupe to serve, that was to beat Agui.

Agui is considered an old character. He can play the huqin with a hand and has dozens of consecutive books in his belly. But because he was a little depressed and unsuccessful in the adult opera troupe, he was so angry that he took the initiative to come here to "class" for free. Fortunately, it is not all for nothing. The children always have to steal some tribute from their homes to honor the master: aged wine, Qingming Maojian tea and large pieces of Huang Jingjing's leaf cigarettes are always indispensable. He also came here with another purpose, which was to have more contact with the second young master of the Chen family so that he could find out the situation of his daughter Zhenzhen from him.

is very good at picking up things. He not only picked up a few dogs, but also picked up a girl. Zhenzhen was thrown into the hole of the bridge at the foot of Hongqiao. She was only two years old when she picked it up, and now she is twelve years old in the blink of an eye. Although the father and daughter are poor, they depend on each other for their own sake. When Mr. Chen came back, A Cai happened to be sent back to the Hongqiao shop, and the mansion was short of a maid.The sailor nicknamed Youshezi went to Changde and overturned the boat in Qinglang Beach, Yuanling. He was poor and wanted to make some money for food, so he became a matchmaker, and told the Chen Mansion that it was so vague that Agui sent Zhenzhen into the Chen Mansion. As soon as Zhenzhen left, he felt lonely and desolate and regretted it. Although Zhenzhen is still in Gancheng, it is difficult to meet each other without a state or a prefecture.

beats the younger man, but he always likes to hold the bamboo bangtong outside the black courtyard wall of the Chen Mansion. The sound of the bang is often confused and incorrect. He just wanted his daughter to hear his father's longing from this confused rhythm.

Just as A Caizhi expected, the scenes between her and Yunquan were always a bit dissonant.

"Panhua" is a lantern opera, and the singing and workmanship are very particular, and the movements are difficult. After only playing for a few rounds, Yunquan could already feel a strange fragrance emitted from A Cai's hot body. The fragrance slowly came with the folding fan of the whirling in her hand, making him fascinated and foolishly unable to answer the words.

A Cai is the same. When Yunquan tiptoed on her "short step" under the move of her folding fan, her middle fingers gathered together and rushed towards her, she suddenly remembered that someone said that this action was a simulation of the kind of thing between men and women. Her face felt burning, and her heart felt hot and tight.

It was very late at night, and the rehearsal was over.

In the quiet alley, according to the distance of the residence, I will send my master Agui first, and Zhaozhao and a few other children, only Yunquan and Acai are left. They walked quietly for a while, and on the empty river street, only footsteps could be heard.

The two were so close that Yunquan smelled the hot fragrance emitted from A Cai's body again. This fragrance is enough to make the strong fragrance of osmanthus that fills the night sky much inferior. He tried to recall whether he had smelled this smell on any occasion in the past, and the answer was vague or even no.

The two soon saw the black silhouettes of the eaves of the building corridor of the Shangqiao Street of Hongqiao.

"Okay, we're home! A Cai, remember to go early tomorrow night." Yunquan sent her to the street side of Qiao Street and asked.

"Tomorrow..." A Cai seemed to say something.

The dark eyes stubbornly refused to leave in the dark shadows of Bridge Street.

"A Cai, what's wrong with you? What's wrong tomorrow?"

"Well."

"What's the day after tomorrow?"

"Then, what's the day after tomorrow?"

"There's something else the day after tomorrow." A Cai's voice became trembling, "I... I'm afraid I can never come again."

"Why is this?" Yun Quan buzzed in his head, and hurriedly chased Qiaojie to stop her and ask what's going on.

A Cai sobbed gently and threw herself into his arms.

He felt the existence of the fragrance more strongly; it seemed that the humid and hot scent floated out from her neck and loose cuffs. The curly hair on her forehead was close to his chest, making him feel itchy.

In the darkness, he couldn't help but use his hands to find the other party's waist branch, but suddenly remembered the absurd cousin's story in the forest behind the City God Temple. He shrank back as if he hadn't found it.

He took two steps back and stood there contradictoryly, asking, "Can't you tell me what you are doing?"

A Cai suddenly said with some insight: "My mother is right: we are no longer a man. She won't let me come out to play at night."

A Cai left for a long time, and Yunquan was still chewing on this sentence. Finally, he guessed that the strange fragrance must be the "great smell" unique to girls when they began to mature, so the refreshing warmth suddenly turned into a huge loss.

"Sir? Why do we become adults? Humph, it's so boring." Since we are already "sir", Yunquan experienced the loneliness as an adult for the first time.

He was walking in the streets and alleys like a sleepwalker.

He walked in the wild, climbed up a small slope between the wild grape vines, sat in front of a scattered stone bunker, dazed.

The night saw its deeper depth. He felt a little cold, and when he touched his pair of clothes, he was soaked in dew. It seems that the exploration of adults and children will not have any results, so it is undoubtedly only seven days.

His yard is half continuous on the slope, and the main entrance is tightened like an iron barrel. He went around to the side door and drank two taels of wine. The old man who was guarding the side door was already snoring. Even if he doesn't snore, he will definitely not open the door for him.

He decided to find a lower wall and climb it in. He has his own separate bedroom, and everything will be fine when he returns there. But when he climbed up the carefully selected wall and jumped down, he was shocked. It turned out that the place seemed not tall outside but not short inside, and it seemed that it had fallen in the air for a long time. Fortunately, it fell into a deep grass nest, and a disaster was spared.

patted his butt and got up, and he was shocked again: the blurry scene in front of him was so strange! Could it be that he had climbed into someone's yard in a hurry? There were messy and deep thatched grass everywhere, very desolate and very dilapidated.

An owl is crying and can't tell whether it is crying or laughing. There were one or two lonely cold stars in the dark far sky that seemed to be trembling slightly. The grass quickly lost his waist like a tide.

He was a little afraid to move forward, and there was no way out. Because he cannot reversely surpass that huge gap.

He was groping in the dark and finally saw the shadow of a building. To be precise, it was the shadow of a pavilion that suddenly brought him hope and courage. But this hope flashed for a moment and then went out.

He couldn't figure out whether this was his own building. If so, which one is it? Although there are many miscellaneous houses in this camp, they all have names, so most of them are familiar with them. But this house is very strange: it looks like a pavilion, but it also looks like a high-rise building.

"Could it be... "I accidentally entered the 'black building' in front of the Black Snake Cave?"

A terrible thought suddenly tangled his heart like a snake.

"Black building" is a dilapidated horse racing corner building, a building in front of the big python cave behind the mansion, located in a desolate and dilapidated garden behind the dividing between the east and west governments.

Everyone says that a woman had been hanged in this building. The female ghost never disperses, and often came to the corner building to quarrel. Not bad.

Yunquan didn't know what kind of relationship this female ghost had with his family. He was a hanged ghost building, but why didn't he remove it? He wanted to keep a rusty oxtail lock on the door for many years, casting an undisguised shadow on the children's hearts? This is a mystery, and it seems even more terrifying because of its mystery.

The image of the hair and tongue shattered the little "adult feeling" that Yunquan had just gained. He didn't dare to look at the black building, and chose a path to escape from the terrifying abyss.

His feet discovered a broken brick road in the weeds. He rushed to run like a spring. Finally found it A brick-sealed courtyard wall is a road that never stops. There is a big gap at the top of the courtyard wall, and a big locust tree grows at the foot of the courtyard wall. He is familiar with this place: if you pass through this gap, you will be your own yard. There is a row of stables against the wall. A strange northern man often hums a song when adding night grass to the horse.

He climbed the branches of the old locust tree and stepped on one foot to the gap in the courtyard wall. He felt a sense of security and pride in his heart.

Perhaps, all the terrifying things in the legend are all in the legend. It is just like this when he is really immersed. What kind of ghost elves, that is purely a myth that the elderly scare children! At this time, he couldn't help but feel a little attached to the object he was conquered by himself, and subconsciously looked to the black. The attic in the dark glanced at it.

But this glance made everything messed up.

He turned around and saw a faint light. It seemed that the candle was lit in the black building. The candlelight cast the shadow of a long-haired female ghost on the broken and withered window paper.

He could also hear the sound of the door opening in the black building.

He was creepy, and he had countless goose bumps all over his body. He hurriedly searched for the firewood pile to be trampled.

At this moment, the candlelight suddenly went out, and a panic sound was sent in the black building.

In a panic, Yunquan stepped on the air and fell on the slanting top of a gray shed He covered it and rolled and fell heavily.

He was so shocked that his eyes were closed, his mouth was filled with white bubbles, and the smell of horse urine was filled with the smell of horse urine. An old horse tied to the stable screamed in shock.

Chapter 5

Yunquan slept on the Chunmu bed, his eyes were straight, his face was as white as a piece of paper, he didn't eat or drink, but he always talked nonsense. Fear and worry made the black camp mess.

only debated on the treatment strategy for a long time. Several parties have different opinions and are not in agreement.

The new Sanniang Su Yuxian guarded Yunquan diligently, and from time to time, he used a veil dipped in cold water and applied it to his forehead. I found that my forehead was very hot, and my wet veil and even "sneered" my stomach cigarettes, which dried up in a short while. She anxiously advocated to go to the hospital to hire a doctor, but was strongly opposed by Big Feet.

She thought she had to hire a pharmacist when she was sick, and it was obviously not a disease, but a ghost. Doctors are people in the Yang Realm and cannot take on the important task of exorcising evil spirits and catching ghosts, so they firmly advocate going to the Zushi Temple to invite the most famous Taoist priest in Gancheng.

Chen Qingshu, who had been hiding in a black house all day long, was pulled out of the old paper pile, which was very unhappy.

He came to his youngest son's room to inspect it routinely, pried open his mouth with his chopsticks and looked at the tongue coating, and then pressed his son's size with his thick and short fingers. Finally, he scolded the women, saying that they were making trouble and suspicious.

The prescription he prescribed is very simple: one is rest, the other is activity.

"Xiao Yi'er, don't take medicine casually. It's not made of tofu and farts." He treated his son with his own experience, and his spirit easily reminded people of the brute force of jumping a few times when his stomach was pierced and shrinking his intestines back.

In the end, it was the big-footed woman who decided to make the final decision with one stroke.

A lame Taoist priest from You Fang happened to be passing by, and she asked someone to invite him.

The old Taoist priest wore a silver hat and his hands were covered with willow scarves made of five-color streamers. He looked at it for a while, but refused to cast spells and catch ghosts.

I don’t know if he really doesn’t understand or deliberately put a big shot. He didn’t say anything after taking it and didn’t cast a spell, but he even put a stinky fart around, saying, “I have always been care about the future of birth and not caring for the past.” Luo whispered a lot of profound and strange sentences, such as reciting scriptures, worshiping Zen, reliance, breaking prison, causing the past, such as acne sores, elixirs, colds and strokes, expelling ghosts and evil spirits, and recruiting immortals. If you have a disease, you must ask a pharmacist. You should seek a wizard when expelling evil. You should seek a Taoist when expelling evil."

His views are somewhat consistent with Chen Qingshu, and he insisted that "the disease of Yunquan cannot be cured by herbs, nor is it done by ghosts. Suppressing desires and eliminating depression is far better than tree bark and grass roots, and it is also better than peach talismans and paper horses." Although he doesn’t understand these "things" big-footed women, they are not interested, and they are not disgusted. Seeing the old Taoist priest's eyes rolling and spitting, she just silently thought about the other party's benefits: although she has no ability, she is very hard-working; a gentleman loves money and takes it well.

But the later, the old Taoist priest became more and more slutty and nonsense. The big-footed woman couldn't bear it. The old Taoist priest insisted that his son was "confused by women, and became obsessed with evil."

's conclusion is both absurd and hinders reputation. Before the old Taoist priest could finish, she put a ingot of silver on the table and issued a ban on the expulsion order.

The old Taoist priest is well-educated, and his Taoism is deep, and his eyes are not slanted. He still talks endlessly and says: "Although Yunquan is invaded by lustful evil, he is a pure and vicious boy and a masculine man, there is no major problem. Yin cannot defeat Yang, and ghosts must fear others. If they are invaded, Yang must not defeat Yin for a while. If a person is in love, the kindest person is Yang, the cruel person is Yin; the honest person is Yang, the deep and dangerous person is Yin; the public and straight person is Yang, and the private person is Yin. If the heart is upright, the qi is pure and masculine. Although there is evil charm, it is like a drumming furnace in a secluded room with a blazing flame, frozen from the cold. If you have ulterior motives, then your qi is vicious. Even if there is no external trouble, it is like a ship of rotten wood. It has hidden dangers before entering the water, and it is ready to collapse."

After the speech, the old Taoist priest stood up and felt guiltyly put the silver sleeve. Without leaving a piece of paper to distribute medicine, he left a terrifying prophecy and swept the colorful willow towel and left lamely.

Before the old Taoist priest could walk away, the big-footed woman started to curse impatiently.

An old mother who was working in the house came to persuade her.

This person is called Liao Ma. He is a good-hearted person, diligent in his hands and feet, and he will make a turn when speaking.

She said: "The Taoist priests are probably the same as those who are officials. They are very good at rank. Those who are on the top are just pointing fingers; those who are on the bottom are only running errands." She also introduced that there is a man nicknamed "Little Heavenly Master" outside the West Gate, and catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits is an expert in catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits.

The big-footed woman was overjoyed and asked her to invite her quickly.

"Little Heavenly Master" looks ugly: he has taken all the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, sting eyebrows and rat eyes.

In order to have a happy meal, he once carried straw sandals with Miao Wu for half a year. He learned a few tricks in fragments. He pulled a few feet of red cloth sewn robe from Sun Dawan's cloth shop and raised the flag himself.

Because I have never committed to the teacher seriously, my skills are mostly "stealing", so Miao Teachers have mixed skills and magical skills. He used cormorant to hydrate chicken and fish bones to get stuck in the throat, and used Chenzhou talisman to drive the corpse and go through the darkness. He was incompetent and dared to do everything.

He also embroidered two lines of words on his banner with shameless words:

God is the two connotations of Confucianism and Taoism, and

Qi travels through the two realms of Yin and Yang.

"Little Tianshi" came to Chen's mansion and looked mysterious. As soon as he entered the house, he said first and showed his skills. He asked someone to cut down a piece of peach tree, saw out four long pieces, and drew some inexplicable words and patterns on them. He inserted these strange-looking talismans into the southeast, west, northwest and northwest of Yunquan's house, and said to the Big Foot: "With these four demon-suppressing talismans, the young master in your house is fine now. When the demons arrive here, they dare not step forward. You must keep a good look at him. Don't let him get up and run around. You will inevitably be taken away by the demon when you leave the door. These four talismans are for evading evil spirits, and can only avoid being safe for a while. After Yunquan's illness is better, I will choose a day to go to the black building to catch ghosts. When the ghost is caught, the people in the Chen Mansion will be safe for a long time."

Big Foot was suppressed by the magical pattern at the beginning, thinking that this person is definitely not an ordinary person! After hearing his remarks, he felt that it was not unreasonable, so he asked the old butler Yang Linbao to give him fifteen taels of silver.

"Little Heavenly Master" first pretended to refuse for a while, and later said, "It is better to obey your orders than respect." He put the money in his sleeve and left. He thought to himself: Don’t blame me for being a monkey. It’s really a rare thing for a bed bug in a shop on the side street to meet a fat guest. Anyway, Zhou Yu beat Huang Gai, one is willing to fight, the other is willing to be beaten, and the next time he really catches ghosts, he will earn less than half a year of money. You can invite gods, but you can't send ghosts.

"Little Tianshi" was originally looked down upon by people in the neighborhood, and they all called him "liking the second brother". Usually, Gui Lao Er didn't come to his door, and his business was always in a downturn. Now I didn't expect that it would be launched in a wealthy family, which made many people come to ask for it. When he got the money, he held the wine jar and ox to drink. When he got drunk, he sang and made fun of the streets like a living treasure.

Someone asked in his tone and asked: "Secret Brother, when did you learn those talismans? Let's listen to it."

"Hi, what talismans? I want that to be useful! Tell you the truth, I can do whatever my curse can. I am reciting Wen Tianxiang's "Song of Righteousness".

Originally, during that period, Chen Qingshu's inspiration from the old paper pile has initially matured. The overall concept of this plan is to use the extremely incomplete cracks in the military farming system that have been left over for hundreds of years to achieve great achievements. It includes three farms covering an area of ​​hundreds of acres, five granaries that can store grains of 10,000 kilograms, and more than a dozen shops that can monopolize the commercial system of the Rod City. He wanted to rebuild this almost collapsed black camp and make it a "border palace" that is at least comparable to the Daotai Yamen.

He felt that this was not a daydream.

Because he has studied various documents carefully, especially the Tunwu and Tun Prevention Clips in the "District Journal". The various loopholes and scandals exposed as memorandums are beneficial to him.

He is not well-educated, but he has a habit of reading books: he is very strong and hard on the back of paper. This is just like his martial arts, often a little strange.

This "District Chronicle" was first written in the 18th year of Qianlong. The manuscript he read was the fourth year of Daoguang after the revision, and it has a history of more than 60 years. But from his personal experience and from his intuition, he knew that the local system has not changed drastically in the past hundred years, and the scandal may only be intensifying. He used a brush to plan on the Dinggong paper, and the discarded waste paper almost blocked the window eye.

Just when he was ambitious to let his first phase of the project be released, Yunquan was sick; this was nothing, but the horrible prophecy of the experienced limbs made him anxious. Almost in a moment, his spiritual dam was completely destroyed and collapsed.

He locked himself in the dark room again and repeatedly argued the feasibility and insurance coefficient of the plan.

He lived in simplicity and his journey was mysterious, making everything that was already mysterious in the black back plate even more mysterious. People in Gancheng were talking privately about "Mr. Chen has been caught in evil, and the old Chen family has been caught in evil, and even the soldiers and officers in the camp have been affected by quirks and evil."

One day, the mistress of the new storefront of "Tonghengtai" on Hongqiao Street, Zhao Qilin's wife Wu Yurong, finished laying the board and was busy adding water to a large sauce-colored jar to make tea. Suddenly, a weird black man came in.

This man was wearing a double-paned Yunqing jacket, looking like a local green camp guard, but he was in a strong foreign accent. It was obviously from Chen's mansion.

"Come forever." "The Hei Han leaned against the counter.

Yu Rong didn't hear it correctly. Seeing that he was covered in flesh and had no good looks, he didn't dare to ask more questions, so he had to answer with enthusiastic actions. He thought that since the soldier was not sitting in the seat, he probably had no cigarettes. So he went to the shelf to take off a pack of Yunnan silk cigarettes.

The other party reached out and said, "What's the point? I want to be eternal... earth, earth. "

Yurong then suddenly realized that he wanted to drink. Speaking "wine" as "everyday", it is a homonym of the last word "everyday (wine)". This is just a game in Gancheng. She didn't understand whether the ports outside always mixed jokes and serious things.

Yurong was able to look at the other party carefully and found that he was drunk, and the nostrils of the lion were spraying with burning alcohol. She was afraid that he would cause trouble for too much, so she advised him to sit on the stool.

There was a table and two chairs in the main room outside the counter. The man stayed at the counter and did not move. Yurong had no choice but to give him half a pound of local red potato wine. The man tilted his neck and fucked. Most of the time it was flowing down his temples, making the green cloth cloud jacket wet. He praised a few words in a vague way and dripped a copper plate. Yurong took it, threw it into the treasure cage, and took out seven slutty money from the drawer to find him. The man took the money, but did not leave, and hummed a strange thing in his mouth. The song, only looked at the glass candy jars on the counter. The top cover of the sugar jars is similar to a velvet ball cap. He was like a child building blocks, and he put seven coins in a row, shaking them on the small dome of the jar lid, causing a lot of excitement in the rainbow The guys who were playing and passing by on the bridge gathered around to see the "diorama".

The black man smiled at the children. His very white teeth showed a joke problem for the female shop owner: he wanted to call all seven small money for the eyes, and each sugar bowl was called a small money for each small money.

He laughed for his inspiration and masterpieces.

"Isn't this intention to make a mistake?" Yurong was originally an extremely patient and virtuous woman, but now she couldn't help it.

She said seriously: "You are drunk and want to make trouble with the Huanglong Jing, so she went to the side. "

When the black man heard this, he was furious. He seemed to be very excited. He stretched out his long arm like an ape, grabbed the counter and shook it. A row of sugar jars were almost shaken upside down. The money on the top of the lid fell down and ran around the streets. Several kids who were watching the fun picked up a few of them in a random manner and went to Wang's sour radish stall to change food.

Wu Yurong was really angry.

She rushed out and opened her almond garden, put her hands on her hips: "Soldier, go thirty miles away!"

"Ah? You dog woman dare to scold people?!" The black man was furious and reached out to touch the knife behind his butt.

But his hand was pulled: "Hey hey hey, brother, what's the big deal?" What's going on? It's easy to discuss. "

The man turned around and saw that it was a white-faced businessman, he raised his face and said, "You are the boss, right? Take good care of your wife." What kind of business does she do?" Zhao Qilin was afraid of making a big deal, so he hurriedly bowed and accompanied her: "Brother, she is a woman, don't bother with him." Do you want to make wine or buy candy? "

" I don't buy anything, I just return the money. ”

Wu Yurong is not showing weakness: “Who took your stinky money? They are all on the street, you can learn to pick up the dog on the ground. "

Zhao Qilin hurriedly gagged his eyes at the people in the room and reached out to find money in the bucket. The man took the money and saw that more and more people were surrounded. He woke up about half of the wine, and stopped talking, and left casually.

Zhao Qilin originally wanted to say a few words to his woman, but when everyone said that the soldier was acting like a scoundrel, he didn't blame her anymore, but just persuaded her with words, but just clichés like "harmony makes money".

Yurong was wronged and scolded by the man. He was very wronged, so he lay on the bed and cried his eyes red.

"Yurong, don't cry, there are people over there watching jokes!" Zhao Qilin said suddenly.

"Laughing his mother, laughing at his master."Wu Yurong raised her face and cursed out of the window, "Don't let me scold you for saying good things. "

There are stilt houses on both sides of the window, and there is no one in the empty space. She knew it was a man who lied, so she cried again.

Later, it was his man who told the worries of the black man The story of the wounded woman felt pity and compassion.

The black man was named Yu Desheng. He was Mr. Chen's groom. He was really a miser. He was in his forties, but he was still a bachelor. There was a lover who was close to him, but he was a pancake in the mirror, so he always drank his sorrows by drinking and venting his anger on "Eternal Earth".

His love was a cook, and now he also came to Gancheng. The cook's surname was Ma and his name was Yuxiang. He met the barracks who were stationed in her hometown as a girl in the mother's house.

At that time, she was still a shepherd girl who had just fallen in love. Although the groom's voice was not very good, he was hoarse and had some wild game. His rough "northwest wind" finally captured the heart of the shepherd girl.

Sword-like thunder Under the grass, there are love and vows. But when the woman asked the army soldiers to come to the home to ask the matchmaker to propose marriage, the poor groom's bag was not half a child.

The old father took a fancy to an honest mule carriage owner in the local area and forced her to marry the owner named Zhao Wu. The days after the marriage were not smooth. Zhao Wu could neither be a man nor a husband, nor was he capable of supporting his wife.

Ma Yuxiang went to the military camp to be a chef. She rarely went home to get rid of him The man, she insisted on coming to Gancheng with Mr. Chen, and it was useless to persuade him. Mr. Chen had no choice but to hide it from her and didn't tell her the day of the boat. The day when she got it was early in the morning, she actually came first and hid in the cabin early.

This was discovered by his man. He didn't care about it, and he thrust on the boat, and almost overturned the springboard of the boat.

This is the launching boat, and the water flows on the dock is deep and fast. The boat owner is afraid that they will fall into the water and cause murder. A pole pushed the boat away from the shore, and both of them followed him to Gancheng.

Ma Yu Xiang was still the cook, while Zhao Wu was fetching water in the kitchen. The two and the groom Yu Desheng bowed their heads and saw each other without looking up.

"Drinking wine to drown their sorrows" Zhao Qilin was right. But he only knew the well-known stories in the Chen Mansion, but he still didn't understand the more direct and profound reasons.

It was a few months ago, in early summer evening, when Yu Desheng returned from the slope. He led the "pomegranate red" into the horse shed and tied it to the wooden pillar, and went to the kitchen to wash his hands. At that time, Ma Yuxiang was picking beans. Their eyes were stirring together in the air. Yu Desheng knew that she had something to say to him, so he pretended to help.

Ma Yuxiang saw that he was coming, and hurriedly told him gently, "Tomorrow, I'll wait for you to be in the old place. I have something to tell you. "After saying that, he urged him to walk away quickly.

Early the next morning, Yu Desheng took his horse to Baiyang Creek to drink water, and quickly found Ma Yuxiang who was washing vegetables from the colorful bushes by the stream.

Ma Yuxiang also saw him. She brushed the back of her hand to make the wind and leave the sea, her face turned red and white, and she only looked at her embroidered shoes with her head.

"Yuxiang, yesterday, you said something..." Yu Desheng asked gently and concernedly.

Ma Yuxiang squeaked for a long time, and finally said softly: "I... already have it." "

"With it?!" He knew what this was referring to and looked at her in surprise.

She nodded, her expression was confused.

He suddenly felt that her abdomen seemed to be really shy, and asked: "How long has it been?"

Ma Yuxiang said softly, "It seems that it's been five months, but before I came here...

Yu Desheng asked foolishly, "It must be mine?"

She glared at him fiercely: "Silly bag, you still need to ask."

He seemed to suddenly understand: "Yes, it must be on the grassland that night. You have to think of a solution."

"How? Why do you need to find a solution?"

Ma Yuxiang said with a grievance: "Now, it's not the time to have a baby."

The big and thick grooms couldn't come up with any good solution.

In order to get rid of the evil in the abdomen, when Ma Yuxiang first discovered that her period was not coming, she put musk ointment on her stomach, and went to the river and stream to eat a lot of cold water for no reason, or deliberately carried heavy burdens, or even deliberately fell off a high place. Everything is just not showing any results.

Although Zhao Wu is stupid, he understands that he does not have the ability to make his wife shy. Then there was an invitation duel under the moonlight. Fortunately, it was not limited to the tragedy of the dead body in the wilderness, but seeing Ma Yuxiang's bulging belly and sad face, how could Yu Desheng not make him anxious and drown his sorrow with alcohol?

This sad story finally spread in the Chen Family Camp.

Zhao Qilin has his own plans, so he is particularly concerned about the affairs in the black camp and is even unwilling to let go of all the subtle details.

His efforts were not in vain.

Not only has he initially negotiated a partnership with Yang Linbao, the housekeeper of Chen's family, but he also found out from him that Mr. Chen was making a big plan and thought it would be an opportunity.

In the afternoon of the same day, the three shareholders of "Tongxiangtai" exchanged the progress of their respective work on the stilt building next to Hongqiao, which seemed encouraging.

The tung croaker in the countryside this year has a good result. In large areas of Tongzi Mountain, each branch is crooked by the plump fruits. Many tung seeds have fallen to the ground, and red fruits are scattered everywhere in the grass nests. Because there are not many shops who go to the countryside to collect oil in recent years, Zhao Qilin is also famous when he goes there. Half buy and half give away, he quickly becomes a delivery. Ten pieces of oil can be considered a ductile 72

. The old man Zhang Jimin said that the purchase price of Changde Huiji Oil Company was 20 yuan Guangyang. Zhao Qilin then grabbed the abacus and made some tricks: because the local oil collection was made of 18 taels and 4 cents of old scales, and 100 pounds were actually 133 pounds and 4 cents of four ounces, which could be sold for 266 ounces and 16 ounces. Deducting the shipping fee, loading and loading fees and tax expenses, you can still make a profit. Zhang Jimin is very regretful that he doesn’t have much cash at hand now. Wang Dabao then said that the Tongsheng business in Tianjin could still be "selling bubbles". But with some restrictions, we can only get 100 barrels of oil money from the oil bank. Wait until peach blossom oil or new oil is on the market before being redeemable, but this must be a little capital as collateral first, otherwise people will not believe it. As long as you cash out in time, the signboard is hard and the credibility is gained, you can continue playing again. Zhao Qilin told the two that Butler Yang was willing to invest in the gang. Although the first money is not much, it can also solve the urgent problem. He advised Zhang Jimin to go to Chen's house more often. "Oh, I've been lost for a long time, so I can't pick it up all at once." Zhang Jimin sighed and said, "But I still have to go with a shame. I think there is a better reason. Dongyue is the 47-year-old birthday of my uncle and uncle Ji Qu. In previous years, his life was like a ghost but not a human, and he hadn't had a birthday in several years. I want to do it for him this year. With him, I can only invite my third sister, the real god." After hearing this, both laughed and said that he was scheming, but he was still a bit of a gangster!

In fact, Zhao Qilin was just a frivolous joy. He thought he had approached the hinterland of Chen's mansion, but in fact he hadn't even touched the edge. Because the new plan was not mature in Chen Qingshu's mind, the investment of the housekeeper Yang Linbao was actually a behind-the-scenes transaction made by him secretly embezzled public funds with them. Therefore, from the perspective of number and prospects, it is not pleasant to see. After some thought, Chen Qingshu finally got rid of the terrifying prophecy. He made a "popular test" first, but he revealed a little clue about buying land and business, and was strongly opposed by Big Foot. She only advocates rectifying the original land and keeping the established income. She felt that she had to spend some money to buy a nest first. "The reason why the Chen family was unlucky was that they had a poor house." Her words were also reasonable: Many years ago, due to the prophecy of a one-eyed Feng Shui master, the two richest families in Gancheng suffered a loss in order to compete for the "Feng Shui treasure land" of Guyue City. "I don't know how many unjust souls were buried under the foot of the wall of Yingpan." Although the Zhang family later used blood and fire to quell the old ruins and rebuilt the wealth and luxury that could be called the "Border Palace" at that time, the disaster that followed was the most fully retribution on the second generation. His two unscrupulous brothers sold out the glory of their ancestors. Even Chen Qingshu, the once prominent man, suffered a lot of misfortune because he hung a horn.The big-footed woman had already seen a place called "Golden Hook Jade" at the foot of Nanhua Mountain, and had been asking the butler Yang Linbao to inquire about the handling, wanting to buy the land back. Yang Linbao always said that it was almost done, but he never did it well and spent a lot of money. And during this "almost" time, a two-story brick house in the countryside of Liaojiaqiao, his hometown was completed, and later he had a share in Zhao Qilin. No matter what happened, second mother Fan Su'e always sarcasticly. Chen Qingshu did not disclose this to her. So Sanniang Su Yuxian became his only soulmate. Chen Qingshu stayed at Dajiao at night and had a very small amount of time, and now he was even more expensive. "This old guy doesn't want to live anymore, he ignores his body like this." The big-footed woman was puzzled by the fact that her husband, who was powerless in her bed, was so uncontrollable there.

It is gratifying that since the eldest son Yunxiang experienced the severe damage, he has made great progress in his study. When autumn came, Santan Academy of Gancheng issued a list of documents. He lived up to expectations and obtained the qualification of a scholar. Chen Qingshu was very happy and made an exception to get out of the dark room to set up a house to pay for guests (in fact, he also felt that the grand plan had been mature and it was time to show off and start a specific construction, so he chose this opportunity to "slay two birds with one stone"). The guest range is very narrow. The seat was Yunxiang's Meng Shi, Mr. Chen Yuru, the Confucian teaching teacher of Gancheng; there were two old friends of the master, Xiong Yinglou and Zhu He; there were two brothers of the big-footed woman Zhang: the eldest brother Zhang Jigui, who was like a brown bear, and the second brother Zhang Jiqu, who was like a thin monkey. Everyone drinks and talks, so naturally they are mostly blessings and auspicious words. It is said that Mr. Chen is a good sign of good luck this time and a prosperous family fortune. When everyone was in a hurry, Liao Ma from the kitchen hurriedly called Big Feet. As a grassroots cadre in the kitchen, Liao Ma had long reported the situation in Ma Yuxiang's arms. I feel that she has a big belly and vomits at any time. It is a taboo for the "four-eyed man" to work in the kitchen. But the big-footed woman felt that the mansion was tight and did not agree to let her take "labor protection" early. Of course, she was still worried that she would be anxious, so she told the water carry Zhao Wu early. What can Zhao Wu do? He is homeless and unemployed. To be on guard, a thatched hut was built in the corner of Liziyuan, Xiaopo, opposite Chen Mansion. The big-footed woman didn't expect that when she was hosting a banquet, Liao Ma came to report the message and said, "Ma Yuxiang is going to give birth," she was shocked and thought to herself that it was over. If such a wild sect is born in his mansion, wouldn't it be a waste of eight lives?

"I'm still crazy here and wait for death! Hurry up and get her out of the mansion! Never let her give birth to the wild snippet!"

Liao Ma didn't expect that things would come so steeply. After being scolded by the big-footed woman, she hurried back to the kitchen. In the kitchen, several old mothers were panicking and squeezing their feet beside the stove hole. Ma Yuxiang sat on the ground with a pale face, moaning while holding her stomach. Liao Ma knew that she was a little troubled, so she hurriedly told everyone: "Everyone should do it quickly. The amniotic fluid has been broken. Let's help her to Liziyuan. The aunt has told her that the baby must not be born in the mansion." The old lady was worried about being blamed, so she quickly raised Ma Yuxiang, pulled her out of the kitchen, yelled over the bluestone patio, walked through the carved corridor toward the second door. Ma Yuxiang's feet were not touched by the ground and were pulled by someone. She felt that the pain was unbearable. Her teeth bit her lips deeply blood marks. The two gates pass by one, and the Taoist priest's corridor is facing the head door - this stone gate is exquisitely made and carefully carved with dragon and phoenix totems. Everyone was encouraging for the prospect. When they were full of energy, they suddenly saw the big-footed woman panting and panting, and then cursed: "It's really vain. You waste, like blind bitches, don't look at what kind of corridor is in front of you?" Liao Ma didn't understand, but said: "Auntie, in the past, it was Li Ziyuan, where his man had to have a shed. "I'm still talking! Can a 'four-eyed man' live under the Longmen? Are you deliberately cursing our Chen family for eight lifetimes?" The big-footed woman was so angry that she commanded, "Hurry, hurry up, go to the side door behind and get her out of the back door!"

Everyone was scolded and was completely depressed.

Ma Yuxiang was thrown to the ground, feeling her stomach stirring like a knife. She hummed first, but later she almost screamed like a pig.

Some people say that the amniotic fluid has broken long ago, and if you drag it and move it again, you will give birth to the child in the mansion; some people say that if it is not done well, you will die in this yard.

When the big-footed woman heard the bad sign of this "significance", she became more and more anxious, so she did it herself and pulled it up. Everyone had to start again, holding and pulling the soft and watery Ma Yuxiang back to the second door, passing through the celestial, corridor, hall, and old garden, and finally arrived at the back side door. Ma Yuxiang cried all the way, her feet were not touching the ground. As soon as she left the back door, she shrank into a ball like a circle of old cables.

"Don't leave, it's already in production." Liao's mother panted and said to everyone: "Hurry, move it to the corner here."

Several old mothers were all here. Looking at Ma Yuxiang's temperament, they knew that they would turn the scene around. They were busy moving her to the corner. Liao Ma took off the old piece of her body and spread it randomly on a bunch of grass. She hooked her waist and reached out to peel off Ma Yuxiang's wet dirty pants. She directed several old mothers to turn their faces to the outside, put their bodies together and made a "screen" to prevent the back of the scene. Niu Yier and the workman were passing here, and then assigned the girl Zhenzhen to go to the kitchen to bring a basin of clean water and find a pair of scissors.

"You move over a little and sit on the circumference." Liao Ma came to play with the mother again. "Don't be afraid, hold back your breath..." It's okay. I have given birth to many children, just listen to me. Use strength! Use strength... Oh, this is not... it comes out. ” The old mothers who were walled couldn't help laughing, and turned around and asked, "Is it a cub or a girl?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, you have to watch the passing men!" Liao Ma reminded and shouted to Zhenzhen. Zhenzhen brought a basin of clear water, but couldn't find the scissors. The scissors broke the chicken intestine last night and threw them into the cupboard, but now they can't find it. Liao Ma had to find a sharp tiled piece in the garbage dump in the corner of the wall, wash it, and break the umbilical cord for the child. She pulled off the blue crepe crepe from her head and wrapped it for the child, and then breathed a sigh of relief. She looked up but saw a man with a beard, and was about to scold him, but she heard the other party pencil "Hehe" and saw that it was Ma Yuxiang's man clearly, and she smiled and said, "

" It's Zhao Wu! You're here just right, congratulations, you've already treated me. Still a gangster!"

A smile appeared on the face of the water-carrying man, and he reached out to take the old cradle.

The child was thin and small, like a mouse. His face was not blood-colored, and his eyes were still closed. He poked him with his beard before he heard a faint cry.

"Okay, okay! Give me the gangster! Look at your appearance, you will flash the gangster's waist. "Liao Ma said to Zhao Wu, "Go and prepare and buy some delicious food for your wife to replenish her body. In addition, just remove the straw shed in your plum garden. It’s more convenient to set it up here. It seems that I can only wait outside this door until the full moon is over. ”

(The whole book is not finished, a total of eight episodes. To be continued.)

Yue Ligong's "Xiangxi Trilogy"

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