Chapter 295: Reunion (Page 1/1)

Dingxiang is bounded by the Great Wall in the east, the Yellow River in the west, and spans the three prefectures of You, Hebei and Yong. The territory is vast, the grassland is vast, the desert is long, and the folk customs are bold and rough. This is the unified impression of the people of the Central Plains on Dingxiang.

However, when Xiao Zhao, Lao Zhao's apprentice, drove the carriage into Dingxiang Yunzhong City, the previous unified impression began to gradually collapse with the wide streets, all kinds of shops and hawkers along the streets, and pedestrians coming and going.

Xiao Zhao, who has only been in the industry for less than half a year and has never seen anything in the world, looked around with fresh eyes, "Master, I didn't expect it to be so lively here, it's not much different from Chang'an City!"

Leaning on the car door and closing his eyes, Lao Zhao really couldn't stand his apprentice's turtle, so he sat up straight, raised his big palm and slapped it on Xiao Zhao's head, and scolded: "Don't talk nonsense! Look like a countryman entering the city! It's a joke!"

Xiao Zhao touched his head that was a little dizzy aggrieved, and admitted his mistake very sincerely, "Master, I was wrong." ”

Lao Zhao is an old bachelor whose daughter-in-law ran away with others, has no children and no daughters under his knees, and regards Xiao Zhao, the apprentice of his own family, as a son in his selfish heart. The so-called deep love, the responsibility is keen, I can't see Xiao Zhao's unpromising little daughter-in-law, I raised my hand and gave him a slap again, by the way, I taught two sentences of "big men can't admit their mistakes casually", and suddenly there was a laugh in the car without warning.

After that, I heard the employer who didn't say a few words all the way interject through the curtain of the car: "This cloud city is indeed lively and prosperous, although it is not as good as Chang'an, but it is much stronger than the imaginary desert grassland, no wonder the little brother is surprised." ”

These words are tantamount to relieving Xiao Zhao in disguise, whether it is training his apprentice or training his son, Lao Zhao always has to give his parents some face, although the first slap still fell on Xiao Zhao's head, but the force is like scratching his hair, and it doesn't hurt at all.

Lao Zhao glared at the smirking apprentice with a happy face, gave him a "count you kid lucky" look, and followed the words of the employer and said: "Mrs. doesn't know, Dingxiang is not all desert grassland, just say that Guisui this place, the terrain is flat and surrounded by mountains, and there are large and small rivers around, the first Qin built the cloud city here at that time, after hundreds of years of development, there is the prosperity of Guisui today, in addition to food and clothing, The folk customs are not the same as those of Middle-earth, and the lives of the people here are no worse than those of Middle-earth, and the only people who suffer are those herdsmen. ”

Lao Zhao said these words, only in exchange for three words from the employer in the car, "That's good." ”

Somehow, Lao Zhao always felt that this seemingly perfunctory response was full of indescribable relief and joy, Lao Zhao, who has read countless people for many years, after these days of getting along, it can be seen that this employer must have suffered something. Although she barely spoke, the lingering heaviness in her eyes could not be hidden, and it was the first time I heard her reveal joy today.

"Isn't there anything to be happy about in this Cloud City?" Lao Zhao couldn't help but be curious and secretly guessed.

The carriage drove around the city in the clouds for about half an hour, and finally stopped in front of a mansion.

"Madam, aren't you going in?" Lao Zhao looked at the hanging "Situ Mansion" plaque, and asked into the car with a little expectation and awe.

Wu Wu held the curtain on the car window with one hand, and like Lao Zhao, stared straight at the plaque in front of the door, his eyes were both scared and expectant. Hearing this, he bit his lip and finally made up his mind, took out a scroll of scriptures from the baggage he was carrying, and handed it to Lao Zhao, "Master Lao Zhao handed this over to Menzi, and said, 'The distant niece of the ancestor of the house came to visit, take this as a letter, and the ancestor will know it at a glance'." ”

Lao Zhao took the scriptures, a little excited in his heart, he had guessed that the identity of the employer was not ordinary, but he didn't expect it to be a relative of the Situ family, known as the head of the eight clans, such a top family, in the past, he could only look at it from a distance, but he didn't expect that there would be an opportunity to deal with indirectly in this life, and he could brag to his brothers when he went back.

With half excitement and half apprehension, he walked to the door of Situ Mansion Zhu Qi, buckled the knocker of the side door, and after a few buckles, the side door opened with a "squeak", and a handsome little guy poked his head out, looked Lao Zhao up and down a few times, and asked politely with a bit of condescension: "Which house is the eldest brother?"

Lao Zhao didn't expect the other party to be so polite, and secretly praised the good tutor of Situ Mansion, handed the scripture to the little guy with both hands with a smile on his face, and said according to the worry-free words: "Brother Lao presented this scripture to the ancestor of the house, and said that her old man's distant niece came to visit, and this scripture is a token, and her old man will know it at a glance." ”

A vigilant look flashed on the little girl's face, and after looking at Lao Zhao again, he hesitated to take the scripture, and said a little coldly: "Wait." Then he closed the door.

Lao Zhao looked at the closed vermilion lacquer door, and his heart was a little bottomless, wondering if his employer was a relative who came to fight the autumn breeze, and was suspected by the master's family?

After waiting for a long time, the door finally opened again, and this time it was an old woman, dressed plainly, but with a full body of style, and she looked like a very decent servant.

"May I ask where is the messenger?" asked the old woman politely.

Lao Zhao was a little flattered, and pointed to the carriage lane parked at the door: "Madame is in the car." ”

The old woman bowed slightly, and then walked past Lao Zhao towards the carriage.

Lao Zhao followed behind her with some excitement, seeing that the employer had already gotten out of the carriage and was walking towards the old woman. The two met and saluted.

"The people are well. ”

"Mama Zhong. ”

Mama Zhong stepped forward and held her worry-free hand and said with concern: "Where has the layman been these days?" The old lady has always remembered you, always saying that she didn't take care of you, and it will be difficult to follow the loyal bus when you go underground in the future. ”

In the face of Mama Zhong's concern, Wuwu's face was a little not good-looking, "This is not the place to talk, can Mama lead me to see the old lady?" avoided Mama Zhong's question.

Mama Zhong came back to her senses and secretly scolded herself for being negligent, missing for no reason, and her whereabouts were difficult to find.

Glancing apologetically, Mama Zhong followed her words and said, "Yes, yes, yes!" The old slave forgot everything when she saw that the monk was happy, and the old lady was looking forward to the layman, so the old slave will take you to see her." "I personally helped Wu Wu to enter the house through the side door. Lao Zhao's apprentice was led to an inverted room next to the gatehouse to drink tea.

Situ's ancestral house in Dingxiang was several times larger than the Weiguo Mansion in Chang'an City, and Mama Zhong took a soft sedan chair to the inner courtyard Buddhist hall.

Dugu's worship of the Buddha for 30 years, even if out of the Jingxin Temple is still religious, after the fake death returned to Dingxiang, he has been practicing in the Buddhist hall at home, and the Jingxin Temple is no different, ordinary people are not even seen, even the grandchildren and daughters-in-law are rare to see her once, but today it is an exception for worry-free.

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