novelraw Chapter 170 Harvesting + Touring the Lake
Chapter 170 Harvesting + Touring the Lake
Fourth Sister Wen lived in Qin Zhongyu's residence for two days. She saw that her apprentice was very happy, eating round and cute food, as carefree as she was when she was young, and her own identity also allowed her to rely on her. Both of her parents died and they despised her.
He also took Qin Zhongyu, who made people feel strange with his burning eyes, to set fire to play, under the strong request of Qin Daren.
Fourth Sister Wen said: "Put this jar with oil, any oil will do. This empty jar is for kindling."
Qin Zhongyu was serious and eager to learn, blinking his eyes: "Why use an empty jar?"
Fourth Sister Wen said proudly: "Because the torches can't be thrown very far, and the torches are too dazzling to be seen, it's difficult to be seen. It's my first initiative to throw burning charcoal in a jar towards the direction of the oil. People are still throwing torches stupidly, hum~"
Qin Zhongyu: (艸｀)
The fourth sister Wen found two small pottery jars containing red square fermented bean curd, filled them with oil, tied them tightly with oil paper strings, added sealing wax and sealing mud, and said to the husband and wife who were studying hard next to them: "Seal the jars." It must be strong, and it cannot be used if there is a little oil leakage. Once the oil rubs on itself, it will be ignited, oh hehe, such a fool is easy to catch."
Qin Zhongyu asked: "So, someone burned himself when he set fire?"
Fourth Sister Wen chuckled: "This kind of person has no chance to express his feelings. If he goes to someone's house and is caught, isn't he killed on the spot?"
Qin Zhongyu frowned in distaste: "That's against the law."
Xiang Baozi, who was eating chestnuts next to him, almost laughed out loud: My lord prefect, you plan to set fire to someone else’s house, isn’t that against the law?
Fourth Sister Wen nodded seriously: "Really? I remember that killing a thief doesn't seem like a big deal."
Qin Zhongyu said: "Yes, that's why the Zhou family sometimes likes to slander the people they want to kill as thieves, and then beat them to death. If others have doubts, there is no way to determine whether that person is really. Hey, I really want to uproot their family Except, mother, teach me, what can I do?"
Fourth Sister Wen thought for a while: "I'm really not good at conspiracies and tricks... But, when it comes to dirty people being thieves, hey, didn't he say that he has a belt like my rhino horn belt at home?"
Qin Zhongyu's eyes lit up: "That's right, this is the misfortune that comes out of your mouth. This is an overreach. If you make it light, you can snatch their family's Jinshi fame, but if you make it serious, there will be nothing left for their family! A great plan!" ah!"
Xiang Baozi said softly: "What is the foundation of the Zhou family? It seems that they have a lot of influence in southern Hunan. Don't be rash, Ajiang."
Qin Zhongyu pinched a few black hairs on his chin: "Don't worry, the matter will be slowed down. With this plan, everything else will be done slowly. I will serve for another three years. I don't want to do many great things. This country gentry and local overlord has been eradicated up to the root, and after the funeral has been settled, it is enough."
Fourth Sister Wen nodded approvingly: "Do you have a reliable teacher? I heard that officials have teachers who are good at coming up with good and bad ideas."
"No. You don't know. The master's position is the most confidential and important. I don't know how many officials have died in the hands of the master and his cronies throughout the ages." Qin Zhongyu saw that the goddess really didn't know how many people the master had cheated, so he picked a few famous ones. Brokers, masters, and housekeepers step by step dragged down officials who probably might have wanted to be honest officials.
The Fourth Sister Wen who heard it was very surprised: "Hey! No wonder Brother Zhuo didn't use the master. I thought it was because he was suspicious. It turns out that the master is so harmful. Forget it, don't mention these things, Ajiang, go run around and let me see. Look."
The three of them sat around on the porcelain table in the back garden, and beside them was a secluded path with many twists and turns. Wei... why do you want to run?" What if you can't run well?
Fourth Sister Wen said: "Why, we threw the kerosene, so we have to run quickly. Ajaan, are you going to throw the kerosene and the kerosene with your own hands, or is it enough to watch me throw it right away?"
Qin Zhongyu opened his mouth slightly, frowning blankly: "It suddenly occurred to me that the Zhou family's high-walled courtyard can be three or four meters high. When I first came here, I went to his house as a guest, and the wall at the main entrance was a little shorter than other places. The courtyard wall of our Prefect’s Mansion is high. I thought I could only hear the noise.”
Xiang Baozi sighed slightly, she had said earlier that she would teach Ajaan martial arts, but this guy limped after three days and strongly demanded to "discuss later". 'Dengping Dushui', but it is not difficult to get taller.
The end result is that he only rides on the horse, and in the dark night, under the moonlight, he watches the goddess fly off the horse and crouch on the wall.
Her whole body is black or not, blue or blue, or brown or brown. The clothes that look like they were ruined by the dyeing and weaving workshop look more blurred in the dark than the pure black clothes. Fits well with leggings.
Fourth Sister Wen took a look. The place on the wall looked pretty good, but it was a little far away from the illuminated terrace in the main courtyard. The nearest building was the three-story tower in the garden. She squinted her eyes for a moment and said in a low voice: "Wait for me for a while, if you make a noise, run away."
Qin Zhongyu: "Huh?"
Fourth Sister Wen turned over and jumped off the courtyard wall, flew to the door of the three-story pagoda, broke open the door lock and dodged in.
Stamping his feet, he pried open the blue bricks on the ground when he heard the echo, and saw a large water tank buried underground, with three or four skeletons in the tank, and half a tank of dead maggots.
"Bah!" She put the large bluestone slab back intact, and quickly searched every floor. On the top floor, she saw a Buddhist altar inlaid with red sandalwood and gold. Buddha.
The body of the Buddha is made of gold, and each grid on the one-piece cast is inlaid with large gemstones. The meat buns on the head are inlaid with fingernail-sized sapphires and black pearls.Although the sapphires at this time are not perfectly round or beautifully cut, they are still very beautiful.
Fourth Sister Wen opened her eyes when she saw that she stepped forward and hugged the Seven Treasure Buddha and weighed it. This two-foot-tall golden seated Buddha weighs twenty or thirty catties. Venerable Kasyapa, Ananda.Since gold and precious stones are good things, they can't be burned all at once, so she tore off the pornographic curtain to make a bundle, and stuffed Buddhas and Bodhisattvas into it.
Looking at the Buddhist altar again, I thought it was exquisite and beautiful, but it would be a pity to burn it, so I grabbed the Su Gong four-story altar, which was as tall as a person, and shook it with both hands.
Fourth Sister Wen raised her eyebrows: "Hey? You can do what I can, the uncle has the strength of a thousand pieces of gold with a flick of his arms, but he can't shake you?"
Option [-]: This is a cabinet attached to the wall, which is actually a hidden door.
Option [-]: This is a cabinet connected to the ground to prevent theft.
Option [-]: This cabinet is made of red sandalwood veneer with gold paste. With this technique, the precious wood is thinly pasted on the cheap wood. A good craftsman can paste it without revealing any flaws. Not only the wood grains are connected, but also the edges and corners Corners can be pasted.
Open the lock of the cabinet under the altar, there are books, letters and gold inside.
"Ahahaha, it's the stupidest result."
Fourth Sister Wen sighed, picked up two seemingly important account books, took out a three-piece lock repair set from the treasure bag on her chest, and repaired the lock that she had just chopped off.
Use isingas glue and tin powder to stick together, put it on the lamp and bake it. Tin is a common thing for welding.Then polish it, make it old, lock it back, and mutter to yourself: "I shouldn't not pick the lock to save trouble. What's so difficult about picking the lock? It takes a lot of effort to repair the lock. Although it breaks as soon as you break it, but Who's breaking the lock for fun."
She was holding the account book in her arms, holding the big seven treasures golden Buddha in her arms, and several small statues in her baggage.
If there are letters and account books that may seem important, this tower cannot be burned.
Trees are not easy to burn in autumn. They are luxuriant and bear fruit, so they cannot be burned.I tried my best to find a very old big tree, which was half dead, but these idiots couldn't see it, so they burned it.
Qin Ajiang had been waiting outside the wall for a long time, excited and worried at the same time, the time passed extremely long, and it was unprecedentedly difficult.Inside the wall, neither fire nor shouting could be heard, nor Fourth Sister Wen came out. God knows what happened inside.
It was such a long day, and a mouse crawled in front of him and he shuddered.
I don't know how long it has passed, and in the silent night, only the chirping of cicadas, suddenly there is the sound of a clay pot breaking.
Fourth Sister Wen put her arms around her shoulders and struggled to climb up the wall. When she fell down, there was a heavy sound, and she also let out a muffled groan.She took off the shoulder bag and handed it to him: "You take it."
Qin Ajiang reached out to take it, and it was unexpectedly heavy, almost falling him down.
Fourth Sister Wen hugged the Big Seven Treasure Buddha and gritted her teeth and climbed onto the horse's back: "I'm so heavy!"
The horse felt the extra weight of more than 20 catties, and gave a strange cry.
The two galloped wildly, and ran away before Zhou's nursing home found that someone had set fire to catch them.
After returning, he counted the harvest (stolen goods), Xiang Baozi was wearing pajamas and holding the lamp, sighed: "Master, you are not as good as in the past, why bother to carry such a heavy golden Buddha out?"
Qin Zhongyu looked at the table full of goldware and sparkling gems, and was a little excited: "No wonder so many people commit crimes, this money comes so fast! This is more than my ten-year salary!"
A lot of money!The tables are bent!So much gold!Golden!Today is so exciting!So nervous!Be sure to write it down and send it to the emperor... Send him the Seven Treasure Buddha and Ananda Kassapa, and I will be corrupted by the document Puxian. This is also several catties of gold.
Fourth Sister Wen lay on the bed panting, "Rub my waist, it hurts when I landed on the ground." She shouldn't have jumped off the wall directly.
Xiang Baozi put the candlestick beside him, and asked Ajaan, who had become a little money fan in an instant, to look at it slowly and carefully, and he gave the master a massage.
Just after a few pushes, Fourth Sister Wen shouted, "Stop! I have something in my arms, take it out, that guy is killing me!"
Xiang Baozi took out an account book and handed it to A-Jiang at the instruction of his master. A-Jiang was stroking the golden statue non-stop, with a light in his eyes: "Gold is so beautiful... It's hard to be an honest official... Baozi, Follow me to make you suffer."
Xiang Baozi: "What?"
Qin Zhongyu looked up to the sky and sighed: "If you don't marry me, will you spend a lot of money every now and then?"
I didn't give you anything, the prefect's salary is not much, and I can't save much money a month. The jewelry I give you is mainly two boxes left by my grandmother and two boxes left by my mother. I don't have money to buy them for you. Jewelry, just bought a book.
Xiang Baozi was speechless for a long time: "A-Jiang, you're wrong, you can't just go to a family to get such a treasure... No." She shook her head in confusion: "I don't know much. In the past, I used to rely on Writing books and running darts to make money, not doing much house robbery."
Fourth Sister Wen lazily said, "The main reason is that she is too fat and easily caught."
Xiang Baozi stomped her feet shyly: "Master!" He went over and continued to rub her waist.
Qin Zhongyu looked at the ledger lying under the lamp, all of which were code names and characters, looking a little tired.Question: "A group of ten people, what is this code name?"
Fourth Sister Wen lazily replied: "This is slang. If it is a number, one is actually two, because there are two sharps, A is a hundred, you are ten, ten has four sharps, and people are four." It's three because there are three points."
Qin Zhongyu was stunned: "I heard that one to ten is Liuyue Wang Zezhong and Shenxin Zhang Aizu. Why did they change?"
Fourth Sister Wen smiled and said: "Even you know, is this still called slang? If it's not a number, it may also refer to the record of a certain business. A grade may also be a business grade. Ten people may be ten good fighters fighting." , or maybe ten beauties gave it away."
Qin Zhongyu presented the account book to her respectfully: "Look, what does this mean?"
Fourth Sister Wen smiled faintly: "I never keep accounts, so I don't know much about these things, Baozi, you should study."
Xiang Baozi studied with him all night, during which Qin Zhongyu wrote about the arrogance and domineering of the Zhou family, and the adventures of tonight, and the writing was exciting - of course, Xiang Baozi helped him to polish the pen.Then I found a lot of hay, packed the Buddha statue, and sent it to the capital with an escort.
After breakfast, Qin Zhongyu called a trustworthy general given by the emperor when he came to take office, and asked him to lead a team to search the house. According to the instructions of Fourth Sister Wen, he searched the underground tank of the pagoda in the backyard and the ledger in the altar.
Xiang Baozi found a woman with some medical skills to give moxibustion and massage to Fourth Sister Wen.
It was very comfortable, and Fourth Sister Wen also figured out a way to sort out the meridians by herself, put the staggered bones or tendons back to their original positions, and complained to Xiang Baozi: "It must be because I had a baby and hurt my waist. So weak."
Xiang Baozi smiled and said, "Master, do you still remember ten years ago?"
Fourth Sister Wen remembered that she was too greedy that time, and she also hurt her waist when she carried a particularly beautiful and valuable Taihu Stone.She covered it up hahaha: "Oh, why bring up those past events! This little injury and illness are nothing!"
Qin Zhongyu suppressed a smile and said: "Mother, you don't know something. In the whole cabinet, there is only the book you have written in black language, and there is a dictionary for identifying black language account books beside it... Poof." I stayed up all night in vain last night , although interesting.
Although there is an old saying that 'a strong dragon does not overwhelm a local snake', there is an old saying that 'since ancient times the poor do not fight with the rich, and the rich do not fight with power'. To put it bluntly, the people do not fight with the officials.
The Zhou family is flourishing and deeply rooted in the local area. The magistrate is leading a team of soldiers without even a master, and he has no hair to do things. However, the prefect of Qin has a great reputation. The story, when he was working in the Ministry of Criminal Justice to read the files, he read many cases of how the sacked officials cheated the local gentry and their families were ruined, which can be used as a reference for him in the current situation.
Seeing that the situation was stable and there would be no change, Fourth Sister Wen put on three large plasters and left in peace.
She is not as leisurely as Daiyu. She has serious business to do when she goes out this time. The news of General Wen’s treasures and military books has already spread here. Many people in the city set off to the legendary treasure location. clean.
When he got outside the city, he stopped his horse and said, "Old Zhou, Lao Zhang, are you all following?"
"Yes, madam, don't worry, everyone will follow."
"Madam, you have status and status now, why do you pretend to be alone to deceive others? Who are you deceiving?"
Fourth Sister Wen rolled her eyes silently. This is what Brother Zhuo told me four times by grabbing my ears. Who knows how many eyeliners he has. If he fails to do what he says outside, he will be pressed to the ground again scold me.As for who to lie to, it is probably used to kill me when someone wants to ambush me.
The group headed northwest.
Mu Gongzi and Yao Sanlang dug out the treasure of the old Taoist priest and traveled to the south of the Yangtze River. Along the way, they also found several girls who were harmed by the fake Taoist priest. Killed, there are two in the brothel.
Girls who committed suicide and were killed were redeemed. They were bought out from the brothel, and some money was given to them to make a living on their own, and they helped them get their household registration. Helpless women could find a matchmaker to help them get married, or they could rely on embroidery or Be a cook, and be a lady for someone else's lady.The girl who was the aunt was afraid that it would be difficult to remarry after losing her virginity, so she didn't want to leave, so she followed her.
When he arrived at the boundary of the south of the Yangtze River, Mr. Mu's spirit was lifted.Although I have been away from home for a long time, I still have a deep nostalgia when I return to my hometown, a feeling of reunion after a long absence. How did the feeling come from.
It may be from the humid air, the soft voice of Wu Nong's soft-spoken hawkers on the street, and the Su-style house food.
Rain coir raincoats, jade men in white clothes, and white horses entering the south of the Yangtze River.
Behind them were two beautiful servant girls riding horses and holding umbrellas. They were fat, thin, thin, and each had their own strengths. The four servant girls were also neatly chopped with knives and axes. They wore the same style of clothes and rode horses of the same color.
To make a digression, the two maids and four servants are purely prepared to serve Mr. Mu. Did they never ask Mr. Yao for laundry?What does Mr. Yao want to eat?What orders does Mr. Yao have?
Listen to orders, and don't ask if you don't.This was Mr. Zhuo's order—and Zhuo Donglai had always secretly disliked Yunqi.
There are always restaurants and teahouses on both sides of the road. Those who sit and watch the drizzle on the second floor are all well-known local literati and arty people.
They felt that they were pouring wine by the window, reciting poems, and the drizzle was pouring outside the window, while the delicate singer beside them sang ditties.
A group of rattling horseshoes stepped on the bluestone slabs, disturbing the sound of the silent rain. The narrow-minded literati felt that their poetic nature was disturbed, and they poked their heads to see who it was.
"Brother Tang, Brother Li, what's so good-looking." The drinking crowd nearby also went to the window to look, and only saw a little back.
Tang Xiaohu stared at the empty street for a long time, then sighed: "Tang has lived for more than [-] years, and finally met a real beauty!"
"Oh oh, is it a beauty?"
"What kind of beauty?"
"How old do you look?"
Tang Xiaohu looked at them with contempt: "Young master, you look like a banished fairy. Oh, my poetry is flourishing!" Real beauties don't distinguish between men and women, okay?As long as it is beautiful, it can be called a beauty!You vulgar fellows.
Li Jiang nodded after a long time: "Yes, I only saw a white corner of the robe, a white and slender hand, and the rest were covered under the bamboo hat and coir raincoat. This is the same as ink painting, and the large blank space is more intriguing. , I also want to write poetry."
Or go to the inn to settle down first, Yao Sanlang asked enthusiastically: "Xuanyu, can you speak southern dialect?"
Daiyu changed out of her slightly wet robe, and drank the warm sweet soup comfortably: "No. Daddy only taught me to speak official language."
Yao Sanlang ate the gorgon cake: "I will~ have you eaten moo?"
Daiyu held the spoon and paused slightly: "It doesn't look like it."
"Well, I don't think so." Yao Sanlang said: "I have already ordered the boy to rent a boat, swim in the lake in the drizzly weather, eat sweet and sour carp and boiled water chestnut, drink hot rice wine, call a Singer, what do you think?"
(The one who sings the song = the resident singer in the bar.)
Daiyu nodded slightly: "The romantics and celebrities are all singing all night long. Let's have a few drinks. The south of the Yangtze River is colder than the capital." She was silent for a while, remembering her miraculous recent years like a novel, and took out another piece of paper Come, write silently.
Yao Sanlang leaned over: "What is it? Let me have a look?"
Daiyu was a little depressed: "I want to write a sacrificial oration to the Supreme Emperor, and I wrote it and burned it in the past few days."
Yao Sanlang said: "The speed of reincarnation in the underworld is very slow, he should still be there. If you miss him, it won't take much effort for us to go and see him."
Daiyu thought for a while, then shook her head slightly: "No need, I don't know what to say when we meet, why not write a sacrificial text and burn it to him...not for him, but for my own heart."
Yao Sanlang didn't understand very well, so he pretended to understand: "I understand."
Daiyu smiled slightly, knowing that he pretended to understand, but he was very cute.Take out the book to read, I still have to make up my homework!
The boy came back and reported that he had rented a boat and found the most famous serious singer in the city. (and unorthodox ones)
The two arrived at the ferry by the lake. This is exactly the windless water surface with glass slippery, green water meandering, long dikes of fragrant grass, and faint singing and dancing everywhere.
The two singers were waiting on the boat with their pipa and yueqin in their arms. When they saw the two young masters, they both felt their eyes light up, and the slight apologetic smiles on their faces immediately became real. "Xue'e and Yu Niang have met the two sons."
A hot banquet was set up on the boat, and water chestnuts and water chestnuts were gurglingly boiled on the small red clay stove next to it, exuding a sweet aroma. The hot wine was five-year-old champion red color like amber, sweet and mellow.
The two young masters sat down and ordered the boat to be sailed. The boatman in coir raincoat and long pole was standing at the stern, pushing the boat away with all his strength.
The wine table was placed close to the stern, and half of the curtain was opened on the arched door in front of the cabin. Sitting in Daiyu's seat, you could just see the lake and mountains in the drizzle, and the food would not be wet by the drizzle.
The strong fragrance of the singing girl, the gluttonous aroma of wine and vegetables, the light and sweet fragrance of water chestnut and the taste of drizzle are mixed together.
Take a light breath, feel relaxed and happy.
Hong Tao came over to pour wine for the two young masters, then took a step back.
The singing girl asked softly, "What do you call the two young masters?"
Daiyu carefully looked at her attire: "My surname is Mu, and his surname is Yao. You can sing one of your favorite tunes and have a drink with me."
Yao Sanlang was peeling water chestnuts for her on the left, and the beautiful and big-breasted Heart was pouring wine on the right. Both singers could tell that this was the host.So he played and sang, and sang a song: "The treasure bun is combed in a hurry, and the lead is lightly made up..."
Sure enough, she is charming and charming, and it's no wonder that the king of subjugation is obsessed with sensuality, so cute.
Daiyu listened intently, and tapped on the table with her fingers to keep pace.
Yao Sanlang sourly put some sugar on the peeled water chestnut and brought it to her mouth: "Xuanyu, try this."
Daiyu just ate with his hands, and didn't pay him a glance, but still looked at the singing girl.It's strange that it can sing such a beautiful tone.
Hongtao looked at Yao Shenxian sourly from the side, a little jealous and vying for favor, like the little wife of a rich family, couldn't help smiling, and also raised the wine glass, getting closer to the princess, and said softly: "My lord, let's have a drink .”
Daiyu just drank from her hand: ah, I'm already a fool.I'm so happy~ I suddenly understood the emperor, what's going on?
The sacrificial rite is inspired, so there is no need to write much mourning.
After singing two more songs, Yao Sanlang said sourly: "Stop singing, it's so cold, come and have a drink to warm up your body."
The two singers were indeed a bit cold, and they wore less clothes, and the cold wind on the lake kept blowing.
Taking advantage of the time when the two of them came over to drink and shut up, Yao Sanlang took the opportunity to ask: "Are there any strange and interesting stories in the city, let's listen to them." Okay, stop singing, I really don't know how to sing, than but.
Heart: This aunt's mentality...
The singer not only sings, but also drinks with her, punches her fists, and tells jokes and stories. What you say and what I say is very lively and interesting.
The author has something to say: Literati seem to like to take singers to the lake~ I want to try it too, but I am poor.
Have you written down the feeling of swimming in the lake?