Chapter 9 The Woodcutter on the Mountain That Year

So that night, Wang Mao was tossed by Shang Moyun and didn't sleep well.

The Wang family has two shacks, one is Wang Dazui and Yu Niang's, and the other is Wang Maoer's. In Wang Mao'er's shack, the whining sound did not stop all night. Wang Dazui was so noisy that he was completely bored, and since then he has been a little unpleasant to Shang Moyun.

This is the New Year soon, and every family has to buy New Year's goods, go to Master Zhou's side to ask for two couplets to hang up, and ask for a happy fortune for the coming year. It is true that Master Zhou is a scholar and a scholar, but the money brother in his mind is not fake. A pair of couplets is five pennies, and there are more than 100 households in Li Village, which is half a penny.

He had already written exactly the same couplet in advance according to the number of households, and in his mind, these villagers on the left and right were illiterate, and they would not find out if they looked the same auspicious language. Even if you find out, you don't understand.

But the noon of the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month has passed, and he still has two pairs of Spring Festival couplets left in hand that have not been sold. He carefully checked the registered account books and found that the butcher Wang and Su Qiao's family did not come to collect them. Idle, wandering around the right and left, he turned to the door of the king's butcher's house.

When Wang Mao'er saw that the master was coming, he respectfully invited him into the house to drink a glass of water.

Master Zhou walked into Wang's house with his head held high and walked into the Wang house proudly, but he bumped into Shang Moyun head-on, stretching out his hand and holding a couplet to brush and paste on the wall.

Zhou Fuzi coughed lightly, and Shang Moyun didn't turn around to pay attention to him, but quickly pasted one side of the couplet.

"The king's mouth! Who wrote this couplet, bullshit, and aren't you afraid that the coming year will be unpleasant? Master Zhou felt that he had lost face and his tone was not good.

Yu Niang had already heard the sound of Wang Mao'er inviting Master Zhou into the courtyard, took a bowl of freshly boiled fresh water out of the house, and hurriedly said politely to Master Zhou: "Master is highly educated, and half of this couplet is hung, and the poor people are pleased." If it doesn't work, it won't work, and it's a pity to tear it off. This paper and ink are precious things! ”

Shang Moyun heard Master Zhou's couplet slandering Su Qianruo, the boss didn't like it, turned his head and glared at him fiercely, and continued to turn around and brush the paste on the other side of the couplet.

And Master Zhou felt uncomfortable, and was about to raise his head to stab the couplet a few more words, but his eyes suddenly stopped.

"The fifth watch is divided into two years and is satisfied every year, and even two years old and happy overnight. This, this word is like an iron pen and silver hook, it is actually Su body! Authentic Su Body! "I couldn't say a word of slander, but I could only be shocked and dumbfounded.

Shang Moyun finished pasting the couplet, put away the paste and pulp board, and lifted another couplet to go out. Master Zhou stepped forward with his hand, pointed to the couplet in his hand and said, "This brother, can you let Zhou see this couplet in your hand!" ”

Shang Moyun looked at Master Zhou coldly, thought about it before spreading out the couplet, and proudly put it in front of Master Zhou's eyes.

It is another pair of smooth and gentle couplets. 'Mulberry ploughing father lotus hoe followed, Tian family said that this year was abundant' should be the occasion, and neat and Wen. Compared with his family and everything, the six animals don't know how much higher the idea and realm of prosperity and wealth.

"Sue... Woodcutter? How did she get the true biography of Su Ti? It's impossible. Su Taifu's Su style has a knack for writing, and it has always been only passed down to the lineage...... Among his thousands of protΓ©gΓ©s, only Yecheng Zhang Comb can be taught by him! An orphan girl, and her surname is Su ......"

Master Zhou's exclamation shocked Wang Dazui, who had just returned from selling meat. He spent a lot of time in the city bazaars, and he always heard something buzzing. On the day of the marriage of the champion of the Zhang family, a woman claimed to be the granddaughter of Mrs. Su's grandmother, and accused the Zhang family of being ungrateful and assassinating the orphan girl.

After that, the woodcutter disappeared for three days, and when she returned, she was stabbed in the heart, and her life was completely lost......

And now Master Zhou said that the words written by the woodcutter girl were the Su body of the Su family's true inheritance, and then thought of the dress when she fainted in front of the Wang family two years ago......

That dress could never have been made in a small town in the mountains. Although she was wearing a coarse cloth robe at the time, the petticoat and the belt style of the peony embroidered with gold thread had never been seen in Yecheng.

The patterns she embroiders on weekdays are widely loved by the rich lady of the city......

The shopkeeper of Jinshangfang once praised that this embroidery was by no means embroidered by people in the mountains and wilderness, and the composition and embroidery method were completely the Su painting and depiction method that arose in Beijing.

In addition, no matter how anxious she was, she never quarreled with others with a red face, she always spoke softly, and she ate carefully and slowly......

Wang Dazui hurriedly knocked away Master Zhou, ripped off the couplet in Shang Moyun's hand and the couplet he had pasted at home, and quickly entered the stove house and threw it into the stove.

Before everyone could react, the two things that could remind people of the identity of the woodcutter had been reduced to ashes.

Shang Moyun was so angry that he screamed, but he remembered that Su Qianruo had said that he couldn't shout and hurt people at will, so he didn't rush forward and strangle Wang Dazui to death. But he was really angry, his chest rose and fell violently, and his eyes were full of hatred.

Zhou Fuzi was stunned and pointed at Wang Dazui and shouted: "Violent destruction of heavenly things, violent destruction of heavenly things......"

Wang Dazui glanced at Yu Niang reproachfully, and then grinned: "This lianzi is an abandoned lianzi that I picked up outside the door of Zhang's house, I was afraid that my mother-in-law would say that I picked up rags, so I lied and said that it was written by the woodcutter girl." Does Master Zhou know the person who wrote the couplet? Then you have to keep a secret for me, don't let the villagers laugh at me and pick up the link, right? ”

Zhou Fuzi smashed his mouth and felt sorry for the good couple, and when he heard Wang Dazui say this, he said: "So that's the case!" The strange way is Su Ti! That's it, but I shouldn't have come today! Actually ruined such a wonderful couplet! ”

Which person in the world doesn't know Su? Don't respect Mrs. Su? I can see the authentic Su body, but I see it destroyed by a mountain and no villager, and my heart is about to bleed.

After Master Zhou left, Wang Dazui hurriedly pulled the three of them into the house and slammed the door shut.

"Yu Niang, you almost got into trouble, do you know?" Wang Dazui's expression was serious.

Yu Niang didn't know what to say, rubbed her hands crampedly, and stood aside not knowing what was going on.

Wang Mao'er said like a human spirit, "Is it that Sister Qiao has a relationship with Mrs. Su?" ”

Wang Dazui looked at Wang Mao'er approvingly, "If I'm not mistaken, there's a reason why the woodcutter fainted in front of our door back then." She should be Su Qianruo, the missing granddaughter of Mrs. Su...... It is the Miss Su family who was originally married to the Zhang family in Yecheng! ”

Yu Niang and Wang Mao'er both opened their mouths in shock.

Shang Moyun's expression softened, and he opened his mouth with difficulty: "Su... Shallow... If, yes. ”

"Dad, Mrs. Su's granddaughter, why did Miss Everybody faint in front of my house hungry?"