XXVII. Mr. Lady of the Book House
The little boss sneered, pointed to these empty names and said, "Even if they arrive, if they are so slack, it is expected that they will not be famous." The bystanders echoed.
Suddenly, someone was about to come in, and his face was like earth: "It's broken!" ”
The person at the first gate was going to stop it, but when he saw this person, he knew it, and he didn't dare to stop it, so he laughed and said, "Brother, it's not appropriate for you to go in like this, right?" ”
The man slowed down as he walked inside. The person at the first gate asked, "What's wrong, brother?" ”
The man didn't bother to elaborate, but said, "The water is bad." "Let's go inside. The second door had to stop him: "Brother! Wow, dude. How can you see your masters like this? Here to change clothes and take care of the headscarf? ”
"How can I take care of it!" The man said, "Do you know that the embankment of Gyeongnam Road has broken and the water is broken?" ”
The second door was bluffing, and where did he dare to ask him to change his clothes, so he let him in, and thought about asking, "How much land has been flooded?" The man had already gone in, and in one breath he went in, and saw the attendants inside. The attendant didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly reported to the little boss that he knew. The little boss was about to get on the sedan chair, and he was shocked, turned back and asked him, "What's going on?" ”
The ash on this person's clothes has been dusted off, and his turban has been straightened a little, and he knocked on the ground to report that the little boss knows: The Jingnan River has soared, and the embankment is unbearable, and the embankment has burst.
The little boss scolded: "I know every year that I want spring floods, I repair embankments every year, and I can't eat every year!" ”
The man knew he wasn't scolding him, but tears rolled out of his eyes.
The little boss said strangely: "You-" Others know that his hometown is also in Jingnan, and they think it's not good. The little boss also felt it. With a grim face, he asked, "How many places have been flooded this time?" ”
The man cried out: "Ten miles and eight towns on both sides of the strait are gone!" Even-" also knew that it was unruly to cry, so he hurriedly picked the most powerful one and said: "This time, the Junzhang camp sent by the capital to suppress the thieves was also flooded. ”
The people around him were discolored. The little boss's face sank and shouted, "Nonsense! ”
The man had not finished crying before he could finish his tears, and he was frightened back.
The little boss parted his hand behind his back, paced two steps, and asked, "This battalion brought by Jingli, to say less, there are seven or eight hundred people?" ”
"That's what I said. In addition, those who burn the fire and lead the horses to carry the burden, there are always thousands. Two thousand were also sent in local assistance. ”
"Yes. So many people. It's all flooded. How much water? Can you get closer? Are you a loach? The little guy sneered at the man who reported the news.
The person who reported the news had to admit that he didn't count how many people washed away at the scene, but he saw the water with his own eyes! Good fellow, a white patch of water. The camp of the Junzhang camp is all underwater. There were flags and boots floating on them. There were all sorts of messes, and there were people in houses, and there were all kinds of dead people. There are also fish that are eating the flesh of the dead under their heads......
"Alright." The little boss interrupted and said, "How can such a big flood be without warning?" ”
"There was a thunderous sound, but the water came down quickly, so ......"
"Alright." The little boss interrupted him again and said, "I am a good boy in the Junzhang camp, and when I heard the warning, I must have risen up to serve the court and fight the disaster and save the people!" ”
The person who reported the news of "this ......" wanted to say that even if those "good boys" in Junzhang's camp had this thief heart - no, they had to have such a fast speed to save themselves, so they could help save people, right?
The little boss asked quickly: "You don't know?" Lost contact over there? ”
"That's what you said." The man who told the news wanted to say, "What a big water!" Except for what my ancestors heard, I have never seen such water again when the riverbed was diverted. The embankment is repaired year after year, and it is stronger than before, although there are small breaches every year, and when the water is finished, it will be repaired upwards. We all know that everyone will suffer when the water bursts, who dares to paste with the mud? There must also be greedy and filthy among them, and it comes down to the reliability of the embankment. Who knew that the boom would collapse? The whole river collapsed, and it was like a sea there. It is also that the embankment has been repaired too high over the years, and the terrain of the four wild villages is lower than the river level, and one is flooded. Now the rapids are still rushing there, and the ice and cement sand on it are not finished. There are a few boats, sturdy, and the boat boss has good water quality, barely there to save first responders, and also spread some news, intermittently, who knows a sure one?
The little boss stroked his palm and said compassionately: "In this way, I can't get in for a while." But he had to be prepared, and he would be rescued as soon as he could. Since we can't get in, we are counting on the local officials and soldiers, as well as the Junzhangying brothers who are trapped inside, to be able to show the emperor's benevolence and help save the people of Limin. ”
The direct blink of the news. The smart master next to him already understood, and echoed: "Not bad! The first is to prepare supplies, and the second is to try to get in touch with the Junzhang brothers and the locality. Now the situation is unknown, but he didn't dare to startle the emperor first, so he had to report the confirmed news first. ”
"Sir, outline." The little boss exclaimed, "Just write an excerpt according to this." ”
The master went to lick the ink to try the edge, and reminded the little boss: "Although Junzhangying is not the prince's personal soldier, after the roots, this time it is also in the way of the prince, and it is necessary to breathe in the end." ”
The little boss came to his senses and said, "Mr. Thanks." So he asked someone to prepare a gift box and go to Hanzakura Alley.
In the ancient city of Kyoto, the place names have their origins, there is no stone lion in Shishi Lane, there are no cherry blossoms in Hanzakura Lane, and there are no ears in the alley of pinching ears and eyes. The tokens in the story are submerged, but the story is still handed down.
For example, this letter to Sakura Lane is about a certain dynasty and a certain generation, a scholar went to Beijing to take the exam, borrowing a prostitute - talking, you are bad, people go to the exam, live in a hotel or hostel, how to sleep in a prostitute's house, is this still a person who reads at ease? Alas, the official, when I see you, you have crossed over, and you don't know the inside story. It turns out that in ancient times, the hotel industry was not underdeveloped? The small inn is a gang of bed bugs and mosquitoes, not a suitable place for the robes, the big hostel gives more money, the guys may be able to help you clean up, and finally it is not as good as the mothers and mothers in their own homes who are used to doing it, not to mention that after all, people are noisy and noisy, and it is not a place to study. Therefore, there are those who run the yard, that is, the whole yard is rented, and the men are also in charge of the rough work, and the fine calls have to hire another person, so that the living is comfortable, and the cost is also large, and it is only suitable for the whole family to come to outsiders.
Then you say, just a lone man in Beijing, a little entangled, not the top of the rich, usually at home but very pampered, from the midnight supper salt or sugar, to noon whether the curtains are all down or half rolled, you have to move a little "perch thoughts", move a little sour pen and ink, sprinkle a little homesick tears, such a person, but also tell him to concentrate on studying until the day of the exam, where does he live?
Some people live in temples, Buddhism is pure, and the picture is pure! Vegetarian and clean, maybe you meet an elegant monk, and you can also talk about poetry. Besides, there may be some literati who come to visit the temple and make friends. The disadvantage is that he is vegetarian all day long, he does not dare to move, and he has to go to the bottom of the mountain to break the fast by himself, and when he meets the master of the delicious meat, he has to be annoyed, and then the monk helps to lay the needlework, after all, there is no girl and mother is meticulous, and it is not good to enter the female family in the partial temple. It's a pig, I don't dare to raise my mother, I'm afraid of taking a temple to clear my name, and become a laughing stock, and I can't open it in the future, not to mention recruiting pilgrims and staying believers, isn't this a big loss because of a small loss? Therefore, the wild temples in other places dare not say that at least the temples in the capital are full of the Daling Dynasty, and there are no people who dare to come nonsense. If you are a pampered child, you will not love this place.
Then I had to live in someone's house. This family has to be accustomed to doing business, so that it can not only welcome strangers from other places to live in, but also welcome strangers' friends to meet here. There must be a woman in this family, so that she can ask for warmth, adjust some soup and water, make some interspers, and help match the fan hat or something. It would be better for this woman to know some literati, so that she can tell outsiders what books are suitable and where to buy, what ink is fine, and if she can read your new poems, and give sincere praise and encouragement, it will be even better. Of course, in the end, this woman is not ugly, she will make your new friends give you a certain amount of envy and jealousy, and if necessary, she will not mind sleeping with you once, which is perfect.
Excuse me, where else is there besides prostitutes who meet this qiē condition?
It's not a famous prostitute, but she is comfortable, thoughtful, supple in her posture, and there are old mothers at home who are used to helping, little girls who have withstood the test of wit, and chefs whose cooking skills have been affirmed by the predecessors - maybe it's still your hometown, so the taste is more suitable! This kind of home-based prostitute is not the best in business, but she has to cope with the expenses of the family by herself, and she pulls customers to do things all day long, and she is too tired, and it is not bad to recruit a guest to live permanently, and she is a temporary housewife, and she is decent and has a fixed income, and it does not affect the business of billing by the number of times, isn't it good?
What's more, if there is a nasty guest spilling, or a local scoundrel making trouble, she can also justifiably "shhh": "Lighter, there is a young master who can live in our courtyard for the exam!" "A plan to make trouble, although the young master who took the exam may not necessarily become a big official, but what if he does? You can't offend, do you? So the big things are turned into small things, and the small things are turned into small things. This is again an added benefit.
Because of this, over the years, there have been more and more prostitutes who stay in the capital to study abroad, and it has gradually become a profession, and people think that "prostitutes" are ugly, so they change their name to "book apartment", and the hostess of the book apartment in it is also called "female gentleman". It stands to reason that the female gentleman is gentle, and the students from other places are lonely, and they get along day and night, like a hotbed with suitable water, soil and climate, which will inevitably breed romantic affairs. Actually? (To be continued......)