A big event happened in Jinan Mansion, Lin Wan'er, who had just entered Jinan Mansion, cooked porridge and put grain, Yamen had not done this kind of thing before, Shanxi refugees hurriedly ran to the Yamen, stretched out the bowl and chopsticks to hold rice soup, and suddenly found that the clear soup was crystal clear, where can it be called rice soup.

But Lin Wan'er's porridge and grain are different, the real rice is poured into the pot and cooked just right, and a chopstick is inserted into the rice soup, and the chopsticks can stand, in addition to providing steamed buns and pickled pickles.

A child from Shanxi followed his parents and looked pitifully at the steaming rice porridge, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and when the rice soup was eaten, he cried.

Seeing this scene, Lin Wan'er handed over the long spoon in her hand to Chen Xiaoxiao, walked up to the child, and asked, "Child, why are you crying?" Is rice porridge not delicious? There are also steamed buns. Lin Wan'er said and put a few steamed buns in the child's arms.

The child stopped crying, and saw that the beautiful sister in front of him was a little shy, and lowered her head with a slightly red face: "I'm just sad, sad what if I can't eat such delicious rice porridge tomorrow." ”

Lin Wan'er smiled dumbly, reached out and touched the child's head, and shouted at the people on the street: "Tomorrow there will be rice porridge to drink, steamed buns to eat, the big guy eats with an open stomach, and if I eat poor, I Lin Wan'er's will not be full." ”

There was a cheer in the crowd, and then Hula knelt down and shouted "Lin Wan'er, Lin Wan'er" in unison.

Lin Wan'er looked at the child and asked, "Is this okay?" ”

The child's face rippled with a smile like sunshine, nodded violently, and then his face turned dark again, and asked cautiously, "What about the day after tomorrow?" ”

Lin Wan'er said: "It's the same. ”

Cooking porridge and putting grain is indeed a big deal, needless to say, the money to buy rice, just maintaining order is a very troublesome thing, and later Baoyu and Yubao both carried two large long spoons, standing behind the steaming cauldron, panting to help.

It stands to reason that cooking porridge and putting grain is a great good deed, but it has changed the taste of the reader's mouth, saying that this Lin Wan'er is more than a substitute, and it seems to help the people, but in fact it is making trouble, if you cook porridge and release grain every day to attract Shanxi refugees to Jinan Mansion, then Jinan Mansion will face a population explosion, and the already poor government may not even have the money to put porridge. Taking a step back, refugees are mostly rude people with little education, and if they don't obey discipline, it is better to save one than to die.

The rumors continued to spread in Jinan Prefecture, reaching the ears of the refugees and Lin Wan'er, and the refugees were all excited, and they formed a team to go to Jinan Yamen to ask for an explanation.

However, Lin Wan'er still cooked porridge and put grain in a leisurely manner, and didn't take the gossip to heart at all, and joked in private: "This group of scholars is really full of food, and they say a lot of scolding me in a daze, so it is better to directly press the charge of 'putting socialist wool' on me concisely and clearly." ”

The crowd was puzzled and asked, "What is socialism?" ”

Lin Wan'er explained: "There are clothes to wear, food to eat, food and clothing everywhere, and everywhere is uneven. ”

Everyone is no longer surprised that Lin Wan'er often pops up strange words, but they just think that if there are more good people like Lin Wan'er in the world, maybe that "socialism" will really come. Lin Wan'er shook her head, not wanting to continue to delve into this issue, because it also involves productivity and production relations, and it is very complicated to explain.

Although there were words and deeds that were unfavorable to Lin Wan'er, the government did not stop it much, and it was invisibly helpful, such as transporting grain trucks, and there was a lot of help from the officials openly and secretly. In front of the inn where porridge and grain are cooked, there are many officials walking around to help maintain order. It was obviously hinted at by her superiors, which made Lin Wan'er improve her senses for Fu Yin Chenhe.

Lin Wan'er's cooking porridge and putting grain also triggered a chain effect, the refugees themselves are farmers, they are used to working in the fields on weekdays, but now they are full but can only lie in the sun and bask in the sun, they feel that their bodies are twisted and uncomfortable, and then spontaneously "clean" the Jinan Mansion up and down, such as the famous Black Tiger Spring in Jinan Mansion in the past, due to the blockage of the spring, the spring overflows, and the usual smell is stinking, the refugees dredge the spring and drain it into the moat, and now the spring is clear and the spring water is as sweet as before. The water that Lin Wan'er used to cook porridge and put grain in was the spring water of this Black Tiger Spring.

One day, as usual, Lin Wan'er cooked porridge and put food on time, and the refugees lined up in an orderly manner. Lin Wan'er was busy all morning, and her stomach was also **, so she picked up the largest bowl casually, filled herself with a bowl of rice porridge, then picked up a steamed bun, picked up a few pickles, and found a stool to sit down.

The surrounding refugees consciously gave up a position to Lin Wan'er, and some people's eyes were slightly red, Lin Dashan was really a good person without a shelf.

Lin Wan'er sat down satisfied, took a bite of steamed buns, ate a mouthful of pickles, and drank a mouthful of rice porridge.

Opposite Lin Wan'er sat an old man, the old man was kind and plainly dressed, although he was much better than a refugee, but there were also many patches on his clothes. The old man was also drinking rice porridge in the bowl, looked up at Lin Wan'er, Lin Wan'er also looked up at the old man, smiled kindly, and asked, "Old man, this rice porridge is not delicious?" ”

The old man shook his head, pointed to the rice porridge in front of him, and said, "I have never drunk it so delicious." ”

Lin Wan'er felt that the old man's behavior was extraordinary, if he was a refugee, he was also a literate person before he wanted to come, but natural and man-made disasters were beyond the resistance of manpower, and he ended up here.

The old man stroked the white beard under his forehead and asked, "The old man asked Lin Dashan, people in this world can be divided into three, six, nine and seventy-two lines?" ”

Lin Wan'er didn't know why the old man asked such a question, nodded and said: "Of course, farmers plough the fields, merchants do business, doctors heal people, blacksmiths make iron, officials are for the people, and there are three hundred and six industries in the world. ”

The old man also nodded, and asked again: "The girl is right, since the world should be in its place, if someone transgresses the rules, the farmer strikes iron, the merchant practices medicine, the doctor ploughs the field, and the blacksmith does business, then the world is not in chaos, and the world is not upside down, and there is no distinction between the top and the bottom?" This Shanxi refugee has its fate, birth, old age, sickness and death are destined by heaven, Lin Dashan cooks porridge and puts grain, it seems to be a good person's move, but it is not a forced twist on the fate of others? ”

Lin Wan'er shook her head, feeling that this old man was messing around, and said: "Old man, what you said is not right, if you meet a child on the road and don't help him, and if you meet a robber on the road and don't report to the official, everyone protects themselves and is selfish, and people in this world are cold and ruthless, indifferent, what's the point of this world?" ”

The old man laughed silently, took a sip of rice porridge in the bowl, and continued: "What the girl said is reasonable, but she only knows one and doesn't know the other, on the way, the child fell to the ground and stepped forward to help her, but was slandered and trafficked children, and the road met a robber and reported to the official, but was convicted of fornication and robbery. ”

Lin Wan'er didn't want to chat with the old man anymore, but stood up and said, "The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and deal with it calmly." ”

The old man drank the last mouthful of rice porridge, got up and flicked his shirt, like Lin Wan'er clenched his fists, and turned to leave.

Liu Hongda walked out of the inn at this time, came to Lin Wan'er's side, and asked, "Master Lin, that one just now is Zhuge Zhengme." ”

Lin Wan'er was not surprised at all, but frowned slightly, looking at the figure of the old man in the distance: "Hmph, messing around, selling fame and reputation, it is really unfortunate for the world to have such a high-ranking scholar in the world." I don't think this Zhuge Zheng is to blame and return to Jinan Mansion, but because of his despicable temperament, he was driven out of the university scholar mansion by Na Chen Nuonuo, and he said that there was nothing to teach because of his feelings. ”

Liu Hongda didn't know how Lin Wan'er came to such a conclusion, so he asked, "How do you know Lin?" ”

Lin Wan'er blinked and said, "Because I have argued with Chen Nuonuo." ”

Liu Hongda was even more puzzled, it was just a simple debate, and he hadn't even met in person, how could he know the temperament of the other party.

Lin Wan'er cooked porridge and put grain for a few days, but suddenly received an invitation letter from Zhuge Zheng, which read: "The pavilion is completed, please all the sages of Jinan to go to the pavilion to taste wine and discuss poetry. ”

Chen Xiaoxiao finished reading the invitation, threw the invitation aside casually, snorted coldly, and said: "It's really hypocritical, Sister Wan'er, this kind of disgusting thing, we can't go, the province will be nauseous and nauseous, and I won't be able to eat for several days." ”

Lin Wan'er took a sip of tea, read the invitation letter again, handed it to Qingzhu Niang, and said: "I want to go and see these pavilions, and I want to take this opportunity to see if I can open the market in Jinan, so that it can be published, so that the fifth child can do business in Jinan in the future." ”

As soon as she heard Lin Wan'er mention that Lao Wulin had a heavy responsibility, Cordyceps Sinensis looked gloomy, although she had left Lanzhou City for a while, she didn't know what happened to the fifth young master, whether she still stayed up late and didn't eat breakfast in the morning.

Lin Wan'er stretched out her hand and patted Cordyceps sinensis's little hand, which was considered comforting, turned her head to look at Qingzhu Niang, and asked, "Sister Qingzhu, who do you think I will take tomorrow?" ”

Qingzhu Niang and Lin Wan'er have known each other for a short time, but their temperament is more stable, usually Dabao, Baoyu and Yubao's affairs are taken care of by Chen Xiaoxiao, and Lin Wan'er is more inclined to discuss things with Qingzhu Niang.

Qingzhu Niang lowered her head and muttered for a moment, and said: "This group of scholars is very dark-hearted, maybe they will do something out of the ordinary, and Li Gongzi should follow." Erxi should also go, and when it is difficult, it will be enough for that group of scholars to drink a pot. ”

Lin Wan'er nodded lightly, thinking that this was the best.

Qingzhu Niang's words changed, and she said with some worry: "But Erxi can't get used to Li Gongzi, in case there is another quarrel between the two, it will be bad." ”

Lin Wan'er is happy, Qingzhu Niang is right, Yang Erxi has been on a relationship with Li Mubai recently, and they are all some trivial things, such as Li Mubai eating a bowl of rice, Yang Erxi wants to eat two bowls, Li Mubai doesn't drink alcohol and only drinks boiled water, Yang Erxi just drank a drink, and said in a weird way: "Yo, don't drink, if you don't drink, are you still a man?" These words were light in Li Mubai's ears, but Baoyu and Yubao were extremely uncomfortable to listen to, and felt that their self-esteem had been insulted, aren't children men? clamoring for a drink. Qingzhu Niang glared at Yang Erxi fiercely, Yang Erxi shrunk his neck and stopped talking.

Lin Wan'er opened her mouth and said: "No problem, Erxi knows the severity, and he will definitely not miss things when the time comes." ”

On that day, Lin Wan'er packed up and went to the pavilions.

This pavilion is located at the foot of the Thousand Buddha Mountain, facing the extremely famous Baolong Spring, Baolong Spring was originally called Baohu Spring, the place that can be named after the dragon in the Great Wei can only be in the splendid Forbidden City, Jinan many literati, the emperor Xià specially came to Jinan once, not only gave a pair of "Spring City" of the ink treasure, but also left the "Baolong Spring" three words. Under the Thousand Buddha Mountain, by the Baolong Spring, it was originally a place where every inch of land was gold, but the pavilion was able to be established in this place, and it can be seen that Zhuge is my status in the eyes of the literati in Jinan.

Lin Wan'er walked in front of the three words "Baolongquan" left by the emperor's majesty, and couldn't help but want to laugh in her heart, and said: "This emperor's majesty's handwriting is not very good." ”

The pavilion sits in the north and faces south, facing the Thousand Buddha Mountain, behind the attic is Baolong Spring, the attic is divided into three layers, it is not the kind of golden splendor, the attic that shows luxury, but the antique, hidden between the green mountains and green waters, and the surrounding environment coexist in harmony, the word "Zhu Ge" on the back of the two power through the paper is not framed and hung on the attic, and it seems more and more that heaven and man are one.

Lin Wan'er went upstairs to the third floor, and a large number of literati had already "waited" for Lin Wan'er in the attic. Zhuge Zheng sat next to me with another official with a solemn face, thinking that it was Yin Chen He, the governor of Jinan Prefecture, Chen He nodded to Lin Wan'er.

The literati were gorgeously dressed, brightly colored, and had a temperament and spirit that a scholar should have, looking at Lin Wan'er coldly, and couldn't help but look down on this woman who could be on the list.

A chasm was formed between Lin Wan'er and the literati, the two sides looked at each other, Lin Wan'er had no stage fright, and swept the literati opposite her with wide eyes.

A literati stood up, pointed at Lin Wan'er with two fingers and shouted, "Who is coming?" ”

Yang Erxi couldn't help but pluck out his ears, what are you doing with such a loud voice, squinting at Li Mubai who was behind his hands, straight as a sword, and he couldn't help but straighten his waist and put his hands behind his back.

Lin Wan'er was neither humble nor arrogant, and said: "Lin Wan'er from Lanzhou." ”

The literati snorted coldly again, and said in a disdainful tone: "The little woman is just one, why worry about it." ”

Lin Wan'er smiled and shot back: "Fuck, your mother is also a woman." ”