It rained from day to day, continuously for three days. Although the people are aquatic, most of them don't like rain, so they seldom go out and play in the house. In the past, Gu'erwan lived wild in the mountains, often taking shelter from the rain through mountain trees and grottoes. However, seeing that the Jingshi was not in good condition now, he still stayed with him at the official inn. He was bored, so he said to Jing Shi: "When the old official was here, I was bored on weekdays, so I just liked to sing with the old man Huazhou. Do you like singing?"
Jing Shi was doing calligraphy at the table when he responded with a voice: "Have you seen a play too? It's a local play."
Gu'erwan scratched his head and said: "There are no operas here, but there are people who dance and dance. But the old official is a theater fan. That weirdo has a thick and low voice, but he insists on pinching it and humming. It's so interesting, and he is also called the villager. They sang with him. King, general, daughter, he was so happy every time, saying that this was a grass-stage troupe performance. Jing Guan'er, you are laughing so much."
Jing Shi turned around and said, "I never laughed."
Gu'er Wan naturally refused to follow him, and asked and entangled him in every possible way. Jing Shi couldn't hold him in his arms, so he pushed him away and said: "In fact, the origin of opera comes from the ancient ceremonies of worshiping the heaven. It is to make people dress up and dress up, pretending to be the wind, rain, sun and moon. Transforming gods, singing, dancing, and offering music to pray for blessings. Later, it was widely spread and evolved, and it became a custom of hundreds of operas. The so-called opera performers are nothing more than fake imitations, and they have the same origin as the rituals of offering sacrifices to the gods. Although dancing to worship the gods on your island is not an opera , I think there are similarities. I can take a brief look at the spring festival next year. But according to what Mr. Huizhou said, your country does not offer sacrifices to the God of Heaven and Rain, and does not offer sacrifices to the five directions behind the earth. It only believes in the God of the Sea. But this is the case."
Gu'erwan nodded in agreement and said: "Actually, I have never seen those gods and sea gods since I was a child. I don't know whether they are true or false. But I heard that the people on my island were all born of sea gods and emerged from the water. . Wait until you die and return to the water. Jing Guan'er, I heard that when you wait for the people from the mainland to die, the body will melt slowly, and it will have to be buried in the soil for several years. If the time comes, can you dig it out again?"
Jing Shi said: "Why do we need to raise the corpse again?"
Gu'erwan said: "I worship the sea god on the island because it is a living thing, so I can offer sacrifices to the sea. If you, the mainland people, worship your ancestors, if you don't dig them out, how can you offer sacrifices?"
When Jing Shi heard his question, he didn't know how to respond for a while. This was because the customs in the mainland were different, including burial in the ground, burial in the sky, and cremation, and the customs of worshiping in temples were completely different. He was taught by Qingdu, and he did not care about the etiquette and customs of life and death. He did not want to talk more about this matter. He only said briefly: "Lu Zhong uses monuments and spiritual tablets as sacrifices, so there is no need to dig up human corpses. If you are curious about this, you might as well go and take a look." .”
Gu'er Wan said: "I want to see something new, but I can't go on land. A day or two is fine, but if I wait too long, my life will be in danger."
Jing Shi knew that it was referring to the strange illness of homesickness in the country, and he had nothing to say. But thinking about what I have learned in my life, I really don’t know why the people of Juo have this strange disease. I speculate that the local customs and customs have hidden strange qualities, and the people of Juo depend on them for a living without knowing it. Once they leave the country, they develop rare diseases. Although he made this assumption, he was troubled by the fact that there were no corpses among the people and he had no means to investigate. He thought about it for a long time and casually asked: "If you can go to land in the future, you won't want to leave this place."
Gu'er Wan said: "How do I know whether to let go? I've never been outside. At most, I can go shopping in that big city for a day and a half, and it won't be very uncomfortable. But I don't have the old woman to talk about it, so I feel very comfortable."
Jing Shi responded without comment. Gu'erwan said again: "Jing Guan'er, I see that when the old Guan'er was here, he could eat meat and drink wine, just like the people on my island. Why don't you drink? Do you think it's on land?" Wine is better”
Jing Shi said: "The brewing in the mainland can be divided into five types and three types of wine. There are more types of brewing methods than on your island. But I have never liked wine. It is because of my nature and not because of the brewing method."
Gu'er said with a bowl: "You don't like wine?"
Jing Shi smiled when he heard this and said: "What others like may not be what you love. In your country, gold is regarded as dirt, but in the eyes of mainlanders, it is more strange than not liking wine."
Gu'er Wan said: "You can't eat or drink the yellow stone, you can't help but beat it, and you can't plant it. You are so good, but you, a native of Lu, have a weird temper."
The two of them talked to each other, and they had some intermittent gossip. They were bored by the heavy rain, so they could only talk all over the place without trying to make it clear. It had been so boring for several days, and then the rain gradually stopped. Jing Shi saw that most of the lead clouds in the sky had dispersed, so he packed his bags again and was about to go out to do some business. Although Gu'erwan was suffocating in his home, but after seeing Jingshi Fang rest for a few days, his complexion was still not getting better. Now he had to travel far, and he felt secretly sad in his heart. He hugged the wooden stick and said, "Jing Guan'er, I used to When I see the old officials doing things, they stay at the front of the house and ask the old lady Shui Hua to deal with them. Although I don’t see many outsiders in the city, they all don’t like to go out and do things. Why do you hang around all day long? You look so shameless.”
Jing Shi packed his luggage and responded: "I am an island official sent here. I am no more noble than the royal envoys in the city, and naturally I have fewer rules. If you think this is not good, I can cast a spell. As long as you do it every day Kneel down and pay respects to me in the morning and evening, which greatly increases my majesty."
Gu'erwan was greatly surprised and looked at him and said: "Why do you feel majestic when I kneel down to you? This is a serious method."
Jing Shi hummed and said, "Of course it's fake."
Gu'erwan said angrily: "How can you lie to people?" He raised his stick and tried to hit him, but he didn't dare to strike. He had to jump on Jingshi's back and scratch him for a while before he stopped.
The two of them took advantage of the rain to stop in the morning, drove out of Zhongcun, and headed straight to Dongquan Village. Due to heavy rain in Jingshi, the trip was delayed for several days. The journey was originally in a hurry. I didn't want to walk halfway, but when I saw the scene on the road, my brows gradually furrowed and my face was like water. Seeing his strange expression, Gu'er Wan asked, "Jing Guan'er, you are sick again."
Jing Shi said: "No. This road is different from last time."
After Gu'erwan heard what he said, he immediately looked around, scratched his head and said, "I don't see much difference."
Jing Shi was silent for a moment and said: "There seems to be more vegetation here than in the past. The colors and types are also different, and they seem to be longer than in the past few days."
Although Gu'erwan has lived on the island for hundreds of years, he usually comes and goes from high places and rarely travels seriously. Besides, there are many vegetation on the island, so how can he remember it exactly. Hearing Jing Shi's assertion, he couldn't help but doubt his belief and said: "I don't think there is much difference. Maybe the rain has made the grass grow taller in the past few days."
Jing Shi shook his head and said, "No." But he didn't say anything else and just hurried to Dongquan Village. When they arrived at the village, they gathered everyone to check the treasury and ordered the officials of the three treasuries to come to the treasury for verification. Although Jingshi spoke the Ning language, his voice was limited and it was difficult to speak long words, so he asked Gu'er Bowl to speak the language for him. He saw that the Sanku official was hesitant in his words and his eyes were flashing. He expected that he had not followed his orders, so he did not show any emotion at the moment, but only urged for the treasury records to be verified.
After waiting like this for a long time, I took the library record into my hands, opened it, and saw that there were piles of items on it, and the amounts of the subjects were all clear and distinct. Jing Shi was originally very good at calculations. After scanning a few times, he knew that everything recorded in the book was in line with his original orders, and the details and total points were all in line. At that moment, he closed the records and counted them in the storehouse. He scanned his eyes and made mental calculations. He found that the remaining food was also included in the records, and no more than half of it could be used.
Seeing this, Jing Shi's face was not happy. He only asked Gu'erwan to say: "You have done a good job. I don't know how you arrange your writing on weekdays."
The three of them were submissive, pushing each other and pushing others aside. Jing Shi asked a few more details, but the answers were not what he asked. He asked this question several times, but the Sanku official didn't see what was going on. Gu'erwan was already very anxious and couldn't stop scratching his head and rubbing his feet.
Jing Shi asked for a while, but in the end he couldn't get any results. He just spread out the book in his hand and asked, "The words on this are written by the three of you."
The Sanku Guan glanced around, shaking his head, nodding, shaking and nodding. He was so confused for a long time that he didn't even remember it. When Jing Shi saw that they couldn't ask questions, he sent the three of them down and walked alone in the village, sitting under a tree and lost in thought.
Seeing him like this, Gu'erwan didn't dare to play nonsense. He first gave a lecture to the Sanku manager, then he came to Jing Shi's side and said, "Jing Guan'er, don't be upset."
Jing Shi shook his head and said, "I'm not worried."
Gu'erwan said: "I see you look like this, you are just angry that they didn't listen to you. Just now you opened the book and asked them many questions. Although I don't understand what you asked, I also know what he said. That's an incorrect answer. In fact, the people on my island are not good at writing and counting. When you forced them to twist and turn like that, I felt that they couldn't do it."
Jing Shi said: "I thought they couldn't do it."
Gu'erwan glared and said, "Then why do you still ask them to do it?"
Jing Shi said: "Rules must always be established. I originally thought that if I checked the inventory today, there must be some shortcomings, so I can calculate the mistakes and impose penalties according to the amount. This will make them remember it more clearly in the future to avoid shortages in winter. I never thought of doing the calculation today. There’s no point in getting more than one, and I’m afraid it’s not a good thing.”
Gu'erwan was also very surprised when he heard what he said. He was born on the island, and he knew the nature of his compatriots. It was absolutely impossible for him to abide by the Jingshi rules. He immediately slipped back to the village and looked for the Sanku Guan to ask quietly. Then he came back to Jing Shi and said hesitantly: "Jing Guan'er, I think you must have made a mistake in counting."
Jing Shi shook his head and said: "There are tens of thousands of them, I won't count them wrong."
Gu'erwan said: "I don't know that you have a good brain, but the three people I asked just now all said that they can take it whenever they want, and they don't follow your rules. Wouldn't it be more useful for others to deceive you as a mainlander?" , If you don’t tell the truth, you don’t dare to talk nonsense to me.”
When Jing Shi heard what he said, he didn't show any surprise on his face. He nodded and said, "I also expected this. The book records that there is a lot of grain in the warehouse. I'm afraid it wasn't them."
Gu'erwan said: "It's not them, but who. I have lived on the island for hundreds of years, but I have never seen any ghosts."
As soon as he said these words, Jing Shi smiled and suddenly said: "Maybe it's not a ghost, but a cat."
When Gu'erwan heard this, his golden hair stood on end all over his body. He held a wooden stick in his hand and said, "If there is something like a cat somewhere, it is not allowed to come to the village. I will give it a stick."
Seeing him like this, Jing Shi just shook his head and laughed. He got up and returned to the warehouse. He carefully checked the grains everywhere and took out small grains everywhere. He also ordered Gu'er to catch several small birds in a bowl and feed them grains one by one. After verifying that the grains in the storehouse were non-toxic, he felt at ease. However, thinking that this matter was bizarre and unpredictable, even with what he had learned in his life, it was difficult to understand the reason behind it. He was helpless and confused, with so many clues in his mind that he could not sleep all night.
