In the early morning, Lin Linyou and the three of them, who had been crazy all night, sat in front of the morning shop near Nanshi Tower and ordered three cups of sobering ginger tea to drink.
"Second brother, you've had enough. How's it going? Is your waist still sore?"
"Why--"
"I'll bring some meat, whips, etc. back later to replenish you."
The morning market had already opened at this time, and the shops along the street were busy with people carrying goods, unloading goods, buying vegetables and selling meat. However, most of them were men, few were women, and some were elderly women.
Although the Ming Dynasty was relatively free compared to other dynasties, and women were allowed to go out on the streets. As the saying goes, "courtesy should not be disrespected to common people." However, most women still consciously stayed in the house, especially the little girls waiting to be married.
Besides, it’s not convenient to walk with your feet bound, right?
Except for special festivals, they occasionally go out to enjoy the scenery.
What's more, it was just dawn at this time, and it was neither the New Year nor the festival. Women from poor families were unlikely to come to buy vegetables; women from noble families had probably just gotten up to say hello, and most of these old women buying vegetables were the nannies of these families.
"There's one thing I've never quite understood." Lin Linyou took a sip of ginger tea, "Why do they only sell fish, meat, and vegetables in this area?"
"Brother You, don't you know something about this? You have suffered the consequences of being uneducated!" Xia Di said in a proud tone, "This big market in Nanjing has its own sections for buying and selling goods. This was decided by our Emperor Taizu himself. From Sanshan Street to Doumen Bridge, there is a fruit shop; at the entrance of Sanshan Street, south of the old Xi Nei, there is a drum shop; to the south of Da Bridge, there is a leather market; and the sedan bearers camp is a shoe store. If you want to buy shoes, that’s the right place to go; the shoe shop is on the west side of Yingtianfu Street; there is an umbrella shop; the Bow and Arrow Shop area specializes in bows and arrows, but your weapons are provided by the War Bureau, so you don’t need to pay for them yourself; The place where we are now, including Beimen Bridge, Sanpailou, etc., specializes in fish, meat, vegetables and the like! And..."
"Stop, stop!" Zhang Bi interrupted Xia Di, who was talking endlessly, "Brother You just asked why you arranged it like this, not where you sell what! We brothers are more familiar with Nanjing's markets than you are!"
"I think you guys are familiar with where there are hooks and tiles." Xia Di was a little unconvinced.
"Then you are wrong." Zhang Bi said, "We only know the building on the 14th floor of Huayue Chunjiang in the Jiaofang Division, and we are not familiar with it."
This is the bank of the Qinhuai River. The Qinhuai River flows into the city from Shangfang Gate and winds its way across the entire Nanjing city from east to west, flowing out from Xishui Pass and into the Yangtze River.
On the banks of the Qinhuai River, there are rows of river houses with carved railings and painted sills, silk barriers on the windows, sparse red railings, bamboo curtains and gauze curtains... It is really a ten-mile bead curtain, unique.
Xia Di pointed to the rows of river houses and said: "Look, these are the famous Quzhongzhu City, Goulan Houses!"
But at this moment, the river house was very quiet, with only the tinkling of the bead curtains blown by the breeze. Probably, I also experienced a night of madness...
"If you are tired of visiting Jiaofangsi, you should come to these river houses to have a look and experience the life of merchants and ordinary people. It can also be regarded as getting involved with the people. As the saying goes, come from the masses and go to the masses!" Xia Di said , "But it's best to come in the summer, on a summer night! After bathing in the summer moon, sit on the terrace of the river house and the water towers on both sides of the river. The jasmine wind starts to blow, and the children smell so good! The female guests fan their heads lightly, and their temples are tilted into a bun, which is charming and charming. What a beautiful scene!"
"Don't look down on these female customers! The price is not cheaper than that of Director San of the Jiaofang. What's more, it's comparable to a book apartment! Of course, the service is also very good!" Xia Di added without hesitation.
"Xia Geishe, how long have you been here?" Lin Linyou suddenly asked. He was currently in sainthood mode and had no interest in what Xia Di said.
"Well, it's about the same time as Brother Zhang, about ten years." Xia Di said.
"You know so much about the Ming Dynasty and have read history books carefully." Lin Lin said, "I have a question to ask."
"Please tell me." Xia Di smiled, "Tell me everything you know."
"Huang Zicheng, do you have any descendants?"
Xia Di thought for a moment: "There should be! Maybe, maybe, not..."
"Damn! Is it there or not?"
"According to the "History of the Ming Dynasty", there was a group of people named Huang who lived in seclusion in Xianning, Huguang. They were the descendants of Huang Zicheng. They once changed their surname to Tian." Xia Di said, "Some books say that he had a descendant who changed his surname. He escaped from implication and was later pardoned; some books said that he had four sons, all of whom survived because he changed their surnames; some books said that only two of his sons survived because they learned the Kunshan accent, and the rest The two were killed along with their clansmen..."
Lin Linyou: "What book? Official history or unofficial history?"
Xia Di: "Uh... Ferry Encyclopedia... I found it when I was writing my thesis."
"..."
Xia Di said: "Brother You, don't look down on unofficial history. Sometimes, unofficial history is more reliable than official history!"
"So, what's your opinion?" Lin Linyou sincerely asked for advice, "After reading so many official and unofficial histories, which statement do you think is more reliable?"
"Descendants do indeed have descendants, there is no doubt about this." Xia Di said, "However, through my extensive reading, I am more inclined to believe that all his sons were killed and no one escaped!"
"reason?"
"After all, the current emperor is not a vegetarian." Xia Di said, "Historical records show that in the fourth year of Jianwen, Huang Zicheng and his wife defected to Suzhou magistrate Yao Shan. Yao Shan changed the names of Huang Zicheng's sons and their place of origin to Kunshan. However, Later, Yao Shan was killed because his subordinates rebelled, and Huang Zicheng was quickly arrested after the city of Nanjing was captured."
Xia Di took a sip of tea and continued: "Think about it. In June, when the city was broken and Zicheng was arrested, it would take a year to treat him as a child. Huang Zicheng is from Jiangxi. Within a year, his son will be dead again." Are you so smart that you can learn the Kunshan accent? If you ask a local official to interrogate a few more sentences in Kunshan dialect, the secret will definitely be exposed! So I don’t believe that you can escape the serious crime of killing the nine tribes..."
"Moreover, Yao Shan is dead at this time, and his family members are unable to protect themselves. Those who are exiled are exiled, and those who are killed are killed...unless Huang Zicheng's son has someone else to help him."
Lin Linyou nodded, feeling that what he said made nine points of sense, but refused to give one point for fear that he would be proud.
"Brother You, why are you asking so many questions?" It was Xia Di's turn to ask, "Are you looking for the remnants of Jianwen's party?"
"You are still young. Don't ask about adult matters that you shouldn't ask." Lin Lin said.
"Brother Zhang, look at it. It's unreasonable to lift the pot right after eating." , even your tuition fees will be confiscated.”
Lin Linyou sneered: "Then you think the wine last night was for nothing?"
Xia Di said sternly: "Brother Lin, I know you have always looked down on me and never really regarded me as a friend. Although I, Xia, am a civil servant, I still have a backbone. Since we can't play together, let's go Don't call me for the first time you have a drink. We will meet again in the mountains and rivers! See you later!" After saying that, he threw a few pennies on the table and got up to leave.
"Wait!" Lin Linyou raised his hand to stop him.
"Brother Lin, do you have any other advice?"
"Xia Geishe." Lin Linyou called him by his official position, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not targeting you, I'm saying that all officials are just happy!"
"Hmph!" Xia Di wanted to curse a few words, but didn't dare.
Zhang Bi came out to smooth things over, and pulled Xia Di to sit down: "Sit, sit, sit! That's what he is like, don't be the same as him... I don't think all officials are happy, at least you are not."
"Xia Geishe!" Lin Linyou shouted again, "Don't you want to change history? There is one thing, I wonder if you dare to do it? If you dare to do it, I really admire you! From now on, we They are true brothers! You are the brother and I am the brother."
"Who cares about your admiration?" Xia Di said disdainfully, "But please tell me, what is it?"
"Today's women have bound feet and are cruel, don't you think they are ugly?" Lin Linyou asked, "Brother, don't you think you are ugly?"
Zhang Bi: "I... am a bit ugly, but I can barely accept it."
"As a public official, if you can use the power of one word to get the emperor to cancel the bad habit of binding feet, then you can really do it and leave your name in history!" Lin Lin said, "This shouldn't be difficult, right? Centaur. Isn’t the queen’s feet bound? You can cut in like this!”
Xia Di: "I...I'll think about it."
It seems not difficult, but it will offend the preferences of the scholar class, and most of the scholars are civil servants. If it offends the interests of the civil servant group, it will be very difficult!
And Xia Di herself prefers small feet...
"You can do it!" Lin Linyou praised, "If it works, you will be the first person to change history! In the future, whenever someone like me, Lin, is needed, I will go through fire and water, and I will do whatever it takes!"
Xia Di subconsciously glanced at the Xiuchun Dao on Lin Linyou's waist, and thought to herself: Why bother with the knife? I'll be thankful if you don't stab me twice!
