Finally, she turned her head back and looked at Siqin Mi's embroidery. She was a quiet beauty, peaceful and beautiful. A peony flower shape had appeared on the half-whispered white silk. Si Qin Mi looked at the flowers with satisfaction and put down the frame.
"Lang Jun, I went to buy some." I was in a hurry to buy medicine and didn't prepare much food.
"Let me go together and introduce you to the neighbors. The name Si Qinmi cannot be used for the time being. Think of another name." Zhuang Xun struggled to get up and get dressed.
"That's fine, the name is true and the words are true." Seeing that Zhuang Xun really didn't trust him, Si Qinmi touched his forehead. The temperature had dropped and he stopped coughing, so he left him alone.
"My name is Wei Lanzhi. My mother's surname is Wei. Lanzhi is a name commonly used by ordinary people." Si Qinmi chose a name by himself.
"Of course she is my wife. Just say she is from my hometown. Wait, I remember I kept saying I was not married. Forget it, these people won't care." Zhuang Xun made up his identity temporarily while dressing.
"If a man has no trust, how can he gain the trust of others and be self-reliant? It can be said that I am a refugee from Xihe, and my husband buried the daughter of Siqin's family because he was short of money. I paid him to marry him. This can preserve the husband's reputation and explain why the husband married a concubine with imperfect appearance." Si Qinmi thought more carefully and put on Zhuang Xun's robe.
"Well, that's it." Zhuang Xun was not used to being served and dressed.
As soon as I walked out of the courtyard, I saw the landlady, an old woman with a crutch, white hair and patterned hair.
"Mrs. Chen, you are taking a walk." Zhuang asked in greeting.
"Zhuang Sheng, is this the maid you bought? Yesterday, my aunt came in with her face covered and thought she was a thief." The old lady looked at Si Qin Mi and saw a subtle expression on her face.
"Just kidding, it's my newly married wife, Wei Lanzhi. Lanzhi, this is the owner of this house, Mrs. Chen." Zhuang Xun introduced.
"Zhuang Sheng, you... yesterday, I heard that you went to bury Siqin's daughter?" Mrs. Chen looked at Siqin Mi's face again and hesitated to speak. Finally, she changed the subject without making any comments.
"It's true. Thanks to Mrs. Siqin's help, I was able to find a job. After her death, I couldn't bear to have her body exposed in the market. Fortunately, with the help of my wife, it was settled properly." Zhuang Xun said briefly, the sourness of these days Only the couple understands.
"It's true that I am loyal, even though I don't deserve it for those wolf-hearted guys from the Si Qin family." Mrs. Chen sighed.
"What are you going to do? Yindu is not in peace these days. There are too many refugees in Xicheng. Many people are squeezed out by them and can't find a job. But Mr. Zhuang, you are talented and are not afraid of anywhere. You resigned from Zhou Ji Where are you going to settle the accounts?" Mrs. Chen finished scolding and became concerned about Zhuang Xun's work.
"I'm going out to buy some food. I don't plan to find a job. I plan to leave Yindu, but it's not peaceful outside. I'm waiting for my friends to pick me up." Zhuang Xun honestly said that he was about to find an opportunity to ask whether he would rent a house.
"The old woman also wants to go back to her hometown. The Lingguan Pass has been broken. Next is Chengdie Pass. Chengdie Pass has been sealed. Poor people in Xihe outside the pass. The Siqin family is really a bunch of beasts. I heard that some Zhongwu people were sealed in Youguo. Sir, is he worthy of being loyal?" Filled with indignation, he kept tapping his cane on the ground.
"Yeah, madam, let's go shopping first. The ingredients will be stale after a while." She glanced sideways at Siqin Mi, who always had a faint smile on her face.
"Go." Mrs. Chen waved her hand.
It's getting worse day by day, whether it's begging or looking for work. With the influx of refugees, Yindu has become bloated. Zhuang Xun looked back several times when he saw the moaning child kneeling on the ground. Take your eyes back.
"Ten articles." Si Qinmi took out ten articles and said.
"What?" Zhuang Xun looked at the ten cents and then at the children begging.
"You can donate ten coins." Si Qinmi handed the money to Zhuang Xun.
"Um?"
"One hundred coins for extra wealth, ten coins for charity." Siqin Mi pushed Zhuang Xun, and Zhuang Xun took the copper coins and put them into the nearest bowls.
"Heaven is affectionate and values life more than death." After Zhuang Xun finished, Si Qinmi took the initiative to hold Zhuang Xun's hand and said.
"Well, is this what you have seen and heard?" Zhuang Xun said, thinking of her previous description.
"Yes, I was frightened when I learned that there are gods three feet above my head. I wonder if good deeds can still accumulate merit if they are not out of the original intention." Si Qinmi shook his head and said, he has seen the trial of the underworld and the prosecution of sins in front of the evil mirror. He has no good intentions. Everyone must have a kind heart.
"Okay, deeds don't care about heart, and there is no saint when it comes to heart. Did the good deeds you did in the past always come from your heart?" Zhuang Xun affirmed, after all, no matter how kind your heart is, it is meaningless if you don't do it.
"Although some of them are pitiful, most of them were trying to gain fame before. The world will change. No matter how much gold, silver and jewels you have, it can't be as good as a good reputation, which can be responded to by hundreds of people. But many people don't understand this truth. No matter how heavy the war is, Gold and silver will be looted by others, and no matter how much grain they have, they will be eaten up. Only a reputation that responds to a hundred responses can gain the ability to protect itself in times of turmoil, and continue to hold gold, silver, and grain." Si Qin Mi did not hide anything. According to Zhuang Xun's meaning.
"Yes, even if the Yu State is not destroyed by You State, it will still be a ruined country. It is traitorous and autocratic, has many miscellaneous taxes, and has natural and man-made disasters. It is just waiting for the last straw that breaks the camel's back. This straw seems to be The country of You is attacking, the land of right and wrong." Zhuang Xun shook his head and walked into the market with Si Qinmi.
I bought grain, tofu, vegetables, and sadly I bought some chicken and charcoal fire. Prices soared, and I spent more than 20 yuan on a little purchase.
I quickly returned home, and there were several men of different ages standing at the door.
"Businessmen, what's going on? What kind of wind has brought you here?" Zhuang Xun walked up, not knowing why.
"I am apologizing to Mr. Zhuang. We have no choice but to lend you the carriage. It will also make it difficult for us to do business. A small gift is not respectful." The leader, a middle-aged man who was tanned by the sun, handed over the gift box.
"Hu Shangtou, I understand, and I won't blame you. Borrowing a car is a matter of affection, and not borrowing a car is a duty. It's a tough job." Zhuang Xun was angry at the time, but when he thought about it, he didn't know what he was doing. There was no obligation to help him. He only had a purely cooperative relationship with them, so he was relieved. He took the gift box and said generously.
The most important thing is that he is short of money at the moment. These are his food, clothing and parents, especially since he has a newly married wife at home, so he can't just be happy.
"Mr. Zhuang is indeed tolerant and a gentleman." Hu Shangtou praised.
"In addition to apologizing, do we need to reconcile the accounts? But does everyone have to reconcile the accounts?" Zhuang Xun didn't understand and said that these people usually have an agreed time, but today they actually got together.
"They are all small businesses. There is news that there will be additional taxes on merchants. Everyone is scared and wants to run out of Yindu." Hu Shangtou smiled awkwardly.
"Old rules, you decide the order in which you give me the account books." Zhuang Xun did not delay and took the material gifts back to the house first.
"Lang Jun, are these all?" As Zhuang Xun entered the room, Si Qinmi was quite curious.
"The leaders of the caravans were not able to sort out the bills they were dealing with from the big commercial banks and had their own accounting problems, so they asked me to help them sort out their accounts." Zhuang Xun explained.
