Zheng Haizhu saw that Shen had condescended to sell her, so she cooperated with her, and immediately said with a look of panic: "What do you mean by grandma's words?"
Mrs. Shen looked at Attai Miao. Attai Miao sat on the armchair beside the couch and said, "Girl, when the eldest daughter-in-law and I came to look for you, we were stopped by several silkworm farmers, saying that it was the mulberry in their bamboo foil. There are words on the leaves, four words on each leaf, different people’s words are different.”
After Attai Mu finished speaking, he asked the doctor at the medical clinic for paper and pen, wrote a few lines, and showed them to several young people.
But I saw a total of sixteen words on the paper: "Two points of roosters, a line of wild geese, the capital in the east and the border in the west, Leizu is punished."
Zheng Haizhu just heard about the calligraphy on mulberry leaves, and he was confused. He didn't know what kind of feudal superstitious activity was loved by the ancients. He just thought that Lu Xiangsheng also used the feudal superstitious activity to fool him into Songjiang. He didn't ask his elder brother to tell him. Brother, he cooperated and entered the state of "willing to hear the details".
Now that I have a look, I know the meaning of the last four words. What do those three sentences mean?
Han Ximeng has been addicted to painting embroidery and serious poetry since he was a child. He has no interest in these prophecies and other things, and he looks confused.
Lu Xiangsheng, who was versatile in both civil and military affairs, understood it and said with a frown: "It's an anagram, about guessing the surnames of hundreds of families. The rooster is the same as the unitary unit, and the wild geese formation is in the shape of a 'big'. Therefore, a two-pointed rooster and a row of wild geese are a 'dian' formation." ' is the word. And the east is the capital and the west is the border, the left is the west and the right is the east. The right and left sides of the two characters 'du' and 'bia' are next to the ears. So these three sentences combine with the word 'Zheng'."
Zheng Haizhu opened his mouth, surprised for a moment, and said: "So, you are talking about me?"
After she woke up today, although she was full of doubts, guessing that the evil people she had offended in the past were coming to take revenge, she then thought about it, wouldn't it be easy to hire a murderer to kill someone? She would often go out and about, and the murderer would just find an opportunity to stab him a few times and escape. Why do you have to perform such a big drama of using your strength to mess with gods and monsters, and have to burn yourself into incense and roast silkworm chrysalis in front of everyone?
Now it seems that it is really going to be a show, and there are still several episodes. There are a lot of exterior and interior scenes, prophecy and word puzzles, and a large number of extras. It is a big production, haha.
Mu Atai's tone was still calm: "The silkworm farmers came to ask me whether the word Zheng refers to Ah Zhu. I immediately explained to them that the ceremony to worship the Silkworm Empress was an expense borne by our Gu family. Ah Zhu Zhu is the main guide of Ma Tou Niang, and it is the old lady who I took the initiative to find her to settle. The ancestors of the Gu family, during the Jiajing period, had a hundred acres of mulberry garden, and are still doing business in raw silk and embroidery, although they have always been kind to the tenant farmers. , and operates with integrity, but over time, it may not be without the jealousy of villains. This matter should have nothing to do with Miss Zheng. The villains at most target our Gu family. If it were me, the old woman, standing on the bullock cart today, I am afraid that there would be sprouts on the mulberry leaves. The word puzzle that came was something like 'Wind Sweeps Can Red, Polygonum Has No Clue' or something like that."
Hong Wugong and Polygonum have no heads. When spelled together, they form the character "Miao".
At the end of these words, Attai Mu pursed her lips and smiled, and her gentle tone at first gradually revealed sarcasm and disdain.
Han Ximeng answered without hesitation: "What A Tai said is absolutely right. A Zhu is a foreigner. After coming to Songjiang, he not only did his best to me and the Han family, but also did good deeds to others. The Silkworm God punished him. What is she doing? Besides, there have always been so many ghosts and ghosts, but they are just pretending to be ghosts. Today's float parade, the Canhu households even brought out their infant children to watch the fun. The evildoers took advantage of the fact that there was no one at home and put them under bamboo foil. A few mulberry leaves for writing, what’s the problem?”
Lu Xiangsheng, who was on the side, saw that the old lady of the Gu family and the eldest daughter of the Han family were both so clear-headed, so he also considered the appropriateness of his words and said respectfully to Mrs. Mu: "Mrs. Gu, I would like to ask, which family does that white horse belong to?" Is the shop a watchmaker?"
Mu Atai's eyes lit up: "Master Lu, do you want to explore? That's great. The old lady likes to see how serious you young people are. The boss's wife..."
Mrs. Shen, who seemed a little distracted, listened and said hurriedly: "Mom, the silk horses and silk flowers are made at the shop chosen by Manager Xie. I will ask Manager Xie when I get home."
An air of clearing himself out.
Seeing that her daughter-in-law couldn't tell which company made the white horse, Mu Atai was not upset. She nodded and said, "There are a hundred or so people in our family. You are usually busy enough. You shouldn't have to take care of this matter yourself."
The old man turned his head and scanned the room with his eyes, and quickly caught the robe hanging in the corner.
It is the cloak Zheng Haizhu is wearing today.
She pointed at the cloak: "Bring it to me and let me see."
Zheng Shoukuan hurriedly went to pick it up.
The originally gray cloak has turned into a large area of light yellow, with mottled burnt black.
Mu Atai called to Lu Xiangsheng: "Master Lu, I heard that you are studying firearms carefully. Can you tell what they are made of?"
Lu Xiangsheng picked it up and took a closer look. He shook his head honestly, expressing his ignorance.
Zheng Haizhu had already realized: "Ata, could that be Huo Huanbu?"
Miao Atai recited the word "Buddha" and said with a gentle smile: "You know a lot, girl. This robe is quite old. It was originally a rare item sent from Prince Su's Mansion in Lanzhou when I was still serving the empress in the palace. It is said to be made of a mixture of Huohuan cloth and lambswool donated by the small western vassal country. King Su did not dare to use it for himself, so he sent dozens of pieces to the palace. I am lucky, old lady, to get one. This is a tribute, and I usually don’t It's easy to wear, this time it's for worshiping the gods, and it's almost the same color as Can'er, so I took it out to make your outfit."
Huohuanbu is asbestos. Asbestos itself is non-toxic, but after being woven into fabric, the extremely fine fibers can easily be inhaled into the lungs and block the alveoli. It is almost as lethal as PM2.5, so people should not come into close contact with it for a long time. Therefore, asbestos must be sealed when used as fireproof material.
But how did the ancients understand these things? They regarded them as precious things and made clothes for the royal relatives and relatives. Fortunately, productivity is low, it is difficult to extract asbestos, and even more difficult to weave clothes. Otherwise, after firearms were widely used in wars, the senior generals of the Ming army would also use asbestos to make their shirts.
Zheng Haizhu would never talk about popular science in such an embarrassing situation. He only expressed happiness and gratitude and said: "Just now, Ah Zhu thanked Mr. Lu for his quick wit in the face of danger and saved my life. Now I know better, and I started to help." What blocked me from the fierce flames was Atai's collared robe."
Mu Atai waved his hand, looked at everyone in the room, and said slowly and harmoniously: "It was hot, so I hesitated when I took the robe, fearing that Ah Zhu would be stuffy, so I didn't change it to Qing Luo. And Lu Someone like the young master, one of our own, happens to be nearby. So if you ask me, this is really God’s foresight to protect Ah Zhu.”
After she finished speaking, she asked the doctor of the medical clinic who was standing attentively about Zheng Haizhu's injury carefully, and ordered her personal maid Zhuxiang to go and get the medical qualifications. Fang stood up and said, "Seeing that the girl is fine, grandma and I also I won’t bother you anymore. I’ll ask Zhuxiang to send some decoctions for soothing Yan’s voice to the Han Mansion later. They are all good prescriptions that I memorized when I was in the palace.”
The old man thought about it and pursed his lips again. There seemed to be a story in every wrinkle in his narrowed eyes.
"Some situations have been the same since ancient times. It's okay for me, a rotten man, to sigh with you children. When it comes to pretending, cheating, hehe, these little tricks outside, the people from our palace , I really don’t like it.”
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When Zheng Haizhu returned to the Han Mansion with a forehead that looked like a baggage, Yang, the third-bedroom daughter-in-law, made a rare appearance in the front hall corridor.
"Hey, the famous person in our Han family is really red. Hey, he is so red that he turned black. This is good, Zhu Yatou, even if you put down the bun on your comb again, you will stick it on the center of your forehead. If you put it on the market for sale, I'm afraid that the Grand Duke of the Weaving Bureau and the Zhang family of Shaoxing's prominent family will look down on you."
All the maids, wives, and servants in the courtyard knew that the third grandma was getting worse and worse day by day, and she did not leave the courtyard during the Chinese New Year. Only last month when they heard that Miss Azhu had returned from the south, they rushed out and cursed a few times. , the pig girl and the dog girl vented their anger, Miss Zheng just looked at her quietly, there was no anger on her face, she was clearly looking at the mad dog's pity.
Afterwards, everything from the second master and second grandma to the housekeeper Lao Peng was explained to the government. After all, Yang was the third master’s legitimate wife. As long as she stayed out of the family without leaving the family, the servants of the Han family had to treat her as the third grandma. , since Miss Zheng doesn’t care, if you see her going crazy, just let her do what she wants. Just watch the guys in the kitchen and be careful not to hurt Miss Zheng. After the Dragon Boat Festival, Miss Zheng will go with the eldest lady. Gu Mansion.
The servants observed for a while and found that this grandma was not completely crazy. She kept a close eye on the food and clothing expenses of the three bedrooms and the monthly salary. She did not even raise a knife to kill the enemy. I think she still regarded wealth as such. A person who knows his life understands that if he hurts Miss Zheng, not only will he be sued and go to jail, but the third wife's share of the property, Han Xiying, the only daughter, will suffer a loss if she fights for it.
At this time, everyone saw that Yang was unarmed and was only bombarding fiercely, so they stood around and watched, allowing the master to embarrass himself as much as he wanted.
Zheng Haizhu also stopped and looked at her, but this time he was not looking at a mad dog, but was concentrating, listening to every word of her gibbering words.
He smacked his lips secretly and found no clues before looking at Han Ximeng.
Han Ximeng turned to his third aunt, shook his head, and led Zheng's aunt and nephew back to his courtyard.
After entering the room, Han Ximeng spoke first: "Looking at how stupid she is, I can't even imagine such a big scene."
Zheng Haizhu wrapped her palms in gauze, took a sip of hot tea fed by her nephew, and said thoughtfully: "Actually, Miss, I was always worried about you when I was in the south. Don't forget that we were robbed for no reason last year. Eucalyptus, who was almost humiliated, has not yet made a clear break."
