"You are in the North Sea, and I am in the South Sea. However, the wind, horses, and oxen are incompatible with each other. Duke Huan of Qi is attacking Chu."
Through the wooden window, I saw the gentleman's figure with white hair and beard, holding a book in his hand, wandering around.
Although he only had one student, Chen Ziyuan, he was more serious than any of the students he taught before. He once praised him a lot and said that Ziyuan was his most proud disciple.
"You are in the North Sea, and I am in the South Sea, but the wind, horses, and oxen are incompatible with each other. Duke Huan of Qi attacked Chu.
In the backyard, the sound and reading of Chen Ziyuan, now ten years old, could be heard.
Li Xiran, the nominal mother, is busy as usual.
Seeing such a harmonious and warm scene, a man in black standing in a house nearby jumped down, jumped to the window sill on the second floor, handed a black bag in, and placed it on the table.
After seeing that no one noticed, the man in black quickly left.
It is getting later and later, and the sunset has already appeared in the sky over Xitong County.
The color of the sunset is like the face of a little girl in a common people's home, so simple and innocent...
"I'm back!"
With a greeting, Li Xiran hurriedly picked up the heavy silver in the black bag on the table and hurried downstairs.
"Come back?" Li Xiran smiled.
Chunxu nodded and took off the long knife from his waist.
Ever since I became a policeman in this yamen, I looked like a good person on the surface, but the money I got was very little, less than this time.
Looking at the black bag in Xi Ran's hand, Chun Xu was curious: "What is that in your hand?"
Xi Ran took a few steps forward and replied, "I don't know who put this money on the table on the second floor. It's quite a lot."
After speaking, Xi Ran handed the bag of silver to Chun Xu.
After receiving it, Chunxu opened it carefully, and found a lot of silver, which looked like thirty or forty taels.
In this poor family, the average amount of money earned in a year is only two taels at most.
"Didn't you see anyone?" Chunxu asked.
Xi Ran shook her head.
"It's him again?" Chunxu was suspicious and accidentally let it slip.
"Who is it?" Xi Ran looked confused.
Looking at Xi Ran in the backyard, he was still recalling his homework carefully. If he spoke here, he might hear her, so Chunxu had to pretend not to know.
"nothing."
"How has Ziyuan learned these days?"
Listening to Brother Chunxu's words, Xi Ran looked back and came back with a smile: "Don't worry, I studied well. Many teachers told me that if Ziyuan stays like this, he will be safe this autumn."
After hearing this, Chunxu smiled slightly: "That's good. Where is Zheng Chui?"
"He went to the fields and should be back soon."
"good."
After the road. Chunxu took the silver and walked to his bedroom.
…
Starting from Yanyang and rushing to South Vietnam, what should have been more than ten days actually took almost a month to arrive at Lanling County, South Vietnam Province.
It wasn't that the carriage was moving slowly, but because Cao Qingxue, the daughter-in-law, was pregnant, and because the carriage would be bumpy when traveling fast, it drove slowly and carefully all the way.
After going through all kinds of weather and dangerous roads on the way, we finally arrived safely in Lan Lang County, Nan Vietnam Province.
After getting off the carriage, the whole family gathered in front of a house and headed towards the house with smiles on their faces.
"Master, this place is great." Butler Cen Sheng said with a smile.
Seeing the happy face of the butler Cen Sheng, Master Sun Zhicai took a look and saw that it was indeed good.
"Sheng'er, you chose this house in advance. Master, I have never seen it. You see, now Ma Ma, you have to say yes to the house you picked."
Listening to the master's words, Cen Sheng restrained his smile and looked at the master: "Master, don't you like this house? If you don't like it, I'll let you choose."
"Okay, okay." Sun Zhicai made a gesture, smiled slightly, and then said: "What did you choose? I believe in your vision."
When the master said this, the butler Cen Sheng's smile appeared again.
Listening to the conversation between the master and the housekeeper Cen Sheng, the two ladies and their daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law's mother were smiling.
"Okay, let's go in and take a look."
As soon as the master spoke, the housekeeper Cen Sheng walked forward and opened the door with the key.
"Master, please."
"good."
Stepping into this house, you can see two lush banyan trees standing on both sides. There are stone chairs and tables under the trees, and there are residential houses around them.
"Master, do you think it's not bad?" Housekeeper Cen Sheng asked.
Master Sun Zhicai nodded: "That's right."
"Master, this house, I searched all over Lanling County before I found a house that suits the master's liking."
It would be true to say that he had found many houses, but it would be false to say that he had searched all the houses in Lanling County.
Hearing the flattering words of the housekeeper Cen Sheng, the master smiled and looked at Cen Sheng: "You kid, you know how to flatter me."
Cen Sheng smiled and said nothing.
"It's good to enjoy the shade under this tree." As he said this, Master Sun Zhicai looked around, then looked at the excited people, and said, "Go and pick a room you like."
"Thank you, Master." Second Lady Ma said.
Seeing that Mrs. He was still thinking about Sun Luolin, Mrs. Ma took Mrs. He's hand and said with a smile: "Let's go and pick a room."
With the second lady's words and a pull, Mrs. He followed.
Qingxue's mother also supported Cao Qingxue and walked away, leaving only the housekeeper Cen Sheng and the master standing in the yard.
"Master, let's go pick a room too?" Cen Sheng said.
Mr. Sun waved his hand: "No hurry, let them pick first."
When the master said this, the housekeeper Cen Sheng stopped saying anything.
"It's nice here. It's a little small, but the scenery is pretty good. Maybe, we'll live here for the rest of our lives."
Listening to the master talking to himself, the housekeeper Cen Sheng asked: "Master, are we really going to be here forever? You are not."
Seeing the master's gesture, Cen Sheng just stopped talking.
"If the corrupt officials in the capital are not eliminated, the people will not be able to live in peace for a day. Everything can't be achieved by hard work, and it must be protected by God."
Although the master did not mention his plan literally in his words, Cen Sheng, the housekeeper who knew the master's plan, understood it clearly.
At this time, Lanling County is very hot and hot, much hotter than Yanyang City, but at this moment, the northern part of Jianglai looks like Lanling County.
Lanling County is located in the lower area of Nanyue Province. It has no Da Mo territory to the west, Wan State to the north, and borders Mo Zhang and Guangnan provinces to the east. It is not far from Xitong County in Guangnan Province.
And the terrain of South Vietnam makes the climate very different. There are only two seasons in the whole year, and these two seasons are in one day. The days are hot and hot like summer, and the nights are cold like winter.
As for Jiang Lai Province, it is located above Nanyu Province, bordering Huguang to the west and the sea to the east. It is not surprising that it is as hot and hot as Lanling County during the day, but strangely it is similar to Lanling County at night.
Many local people in Jianglai have speculated about such strange phenomena, and have started to spread rumors among the people.
"Recently, the weather in northern Jianglai has been abnormal at night, which is unlucky."
In an inn, the storyteller is making stories again.
Because there are officers and soldiers patrolling the streets, these storytellers still know their limits and do not dare to make up random stories on the streets.
In order for the story and the money to go smoothly, some inns also set up one or two people by the door to watch for any disturbance.
"Why is it unlucky?" A man raised his head and asked curiously.
The surrounding guests looked at the bearded storyteller on the stage.
"Do you still remember that a few months ago, Jiang Lai was swept away by a flood?"
When the storyteller asked, each of the guests became a little panicked.
"What does this have to do with this?" a customer asked.
The storyteller smiled slightly, opened his fan, and fanned the hot air in exchange for the cool breeze.
"Don't mention it, it really does exist. I wonder if you have ever read the "Book of Changes". Commonly known as Yin and Yang. Yang refers to the winter solstice in April next year; Yin refers to May to September. A few months ago, it was April, and there was a cloud in the sky. It was stormy and stormy, but now it’s almost June and the sky is full of sunshine.”
"What's the connection between this? This isn't right. Why is it the other way around?" A customer said, feeling puzzled.
"Of course there is." The storyteller was delighted and continued in a pretentious manner: "This celestial phenomenon is exactly the opposite. Logically speaking, the sky should have been sunny in April, and it is cloudy today. According to this reason, . It is precisely because it is contrary to the Tao that this disaster occurs."
Listening to what the storyteller said, those who often believed in these street rumors began to believe it, while those who didn’t believed it were still in disbelief.
"Then..., according to your opinion, there will be a big disaster coming to Jiang Lai?" a young man asked.
After that, looking at this boy, he still believed it. The storyteller smiled, but he didn’t want everyone to see that he was all making it up. He said: "I didn’t say this. It should be like this. If not, , that means God is protecting us Jiang Lai."
"Then you're just not convinced?" the young man continued.
Looking at this young man's appearance, the storyteller dislikes the most about such a person. When others listen, they keep it in their hearts whether they believe it or not. But if you don't believe it and continue to ask, isn't this just forcing yourself to believe it? . I am not the father-in-law of this earth, nor am I a god in the sky or the Jade Emperor, so how do I know whether it is true or not.
Now, looking at the glances from the guests, I thought about the rumors about Jiang Lai last time. Many people believed this and sent their newly born children to neighboring provinces. There were several casualties. incident, some storytellers were even arrested.
It’s scary to think about it, but if they knew it was all made up, wouldn’t the newly obtained silver coins be returned to the public?
The storyteller had no choice but to bite the bullet and say: "If there is no major disaster in Jiang Lai from May to September, I will never tell stories again!"
"Okay!" The young man responded with a smile.
Seeing the young man's appearance, the storyteller was thinking: Is it possible that I don't tell stories? Besides, it takes so long that I will definitely forget it by then. Next time, if I wear a mask and move to another place, how can I find me to seek justice?
