11, Heavenly Fairy

It's been almost two months, and it is the beginning of summer, and the cicadas have replaced the birds, and they are singing loudly in the invisible places, squeaking, and making people irritable.

Tan Miaofan walked on the sparsely populated street, his mouth was so thirsty that it seemed to be cracking, he pursed his lips, buried his head in the bright sun, and accelerated his feet to walk towards the mansion outside the king's office in the city.

This is Xuzhou, a few hundred miles away from Jianing County, and he has only been here for half a month, but all the way over it is like having a dream that he can't wake up from. The Golden Pavilion Temple was seized, his home was gone, and Li Zhixian regarded him as a thorn in the flesh, Lao Zhang said that he couldn't go back, otherwise he would be put in prison, and then like those unjustly killed prisoners, he lost his life in vain, he was alone, and no one cleaned up the bones at that time, probably Lao Zhang would look at the acquaintance for the sake of the acquaintance, and ask a monk to spend it for him......

By the way, he is gone, where are the other monks to chant and sprinkle the scriptures? There are also the beams of the main hall, the beams and trees have been found, but they haven't had time to replace them, the rainy season is coming soon, and I don't know if I can withstand it......

Miao Fan was worried about the palm-sized place, and he wanted to break his internal organs, but he didn't dare to go back! He sometimes felt ridiculous and didn't even understand why he was being driven away. What does it have to do with him that the magistrate was deceived? Lao Zhang said that he was unlucky and accidentally had something to do with the liar. He thought about it again and again, but he really didn't know where he was involved with the liar, and if he insisted on saying that he had anything to do with others, he would also be entangled with the girl named Qianqian, back and forth. Is she a liar? Definitely not, how could such a good girl, who also gives money to the miserable, go to the trap and abduct it. At most, she is just a little domineering, and she is a young lady who refuses to suffer.

Miao Fan was forced to leave the homeland where he had raised him for 20 years, and went to Xuzhou, where he was unfamiliar with his life, he did not dare to reveal his identity, nor did he dare to change his fate, but he always had to live, so he wrapped his head with a handkerchief, and found a coolie errand at the ferry port to help people unload goods. He has always been honest, does not talk much and is willing to contribute, and was later favored by the foreman and recommended to the state government yamen to do white labor.

The so-called white servants, to put it bluntly, are the people who work under the officials. The imperial court set the rules for the yamen: two menzi, sixteen soap li, twelve horsemen, and four lamp bearers, sedan chair bearers, and so on. Xuzhou Mansion is a huge place, and according to the establishment, there are only about 100 servants. The officials and masters of the imperial court are all civil officials, and they give orders to move their mouths, but the people under them always have to do practical things, so the officials are divided into four classes, soap, catch, fast, and strong, and each class has a team leader, catching thieves and catching criminals, delivering letters, or patrolling the night to collect taxes...... They did it. Therefore, although the official sounds cheap, he is a person with great power, especially the official who is named in the yamen of the big state capital. So he looked for some people to help him run errands, commonly known as white labor. Miao Fan is doing such a job now.

The prefect wanted to ask the king to send a post, and the head of the fast shift was impatient to run on a hot day, and threw the post to the people below, but the officials on duty were too lazy to go, and this kind of drudgery fell on the head of the new Miao Fan.

In Xuzhou Mansion, those who have a few pieces of money are called outsiders, and they are all rich people who have no character. But Wang Yuanwai is very different, his business is big, thousands of acres of fertile land, thousands of family wealth, there are dozens of shops and all kinds of livelihood, the people say that half of Xuzhou Mansion is surnamed Wang. But don't look at him rich, but he is a well-known miser iron rooster in ten miles and eight towns, he is simply a dime, and if anyone drops a copper plate at the door of his house, he will step on it with his foot and insist that it is his own. The prefect is also forced to send him a post today, the imperial court wants to increase taxes, and several gentry in the city are big tax payers, so they have to talk to them first.

The Wang family's house was magnificently repaired, and Tan Miaofan walked for a long time to the door, and his throat and eyes were about to smoke. He buckled the corner door, and it took a long time for the doorman to answer, opened a crack and asked him what he was doing, he took out the post from his arms and handed it over: "The prefect asked me to deliver the invitation." ”

The doorman took the post and gave it to the king, and asked him to wait outside, and only came back after a stick of incense, and gave him two dates: "My lord said that he knows, oh, this is for you." ”

Because of their tolerance, those who have registered and made a register in the imperial court will have a salary, while the white servants are not on the list, and if the yamen is in charge of food and housing, they only receive two cents a day, which is only enough to eat a soup meal. Therefore, the income of the white servants depends on the fees, that is, they do things according to the rules and have money. Miao Fan came over to run errands, and it stands to reason that the parties have to pay for some carriages, horses, tea, and water, but Wang Yuanwai is a well-known picker, so he took two dates and sent them away!

No wonder others refuse to come.

Miao Fan looked at the two shriveled red dates in his palm, one of which was still sticky with tooth marks, he felt that the heat was a little up, and he didn't say good words as usual, so he turned his head and left.

Noon is the most poisonous time of the sun, Miao Fan walked to the corner of the street and saw an herbal tea stall, a penny and a bowl, he walked over and took out a copper plate and handed it to the boss, and directly picked up the stoneware bowl and drank it. A bowl of slightly bitter herbal tea went down to the stomach, lowering the flame in the throat and heart, Miao Fan felt that his mind was calmer a lot, he felt that he might have been negligent in chanting and practicing meditation recently, so he was often impetuous, so he took advantage of the current quietness, sat down next to the stall, closed his eyes and silently recited the Heart Sutra.

Something on his shoulders fell slightly, Miao Fan frowned and opened his eyes to look sideways, it was a very small bird, and he probably regarded him as a tree. He smiled slightly, spread out his palm and handed over the red dates, the bird was not afraid of him, and buried his head in pecking.

Seeing this situation, the owner of the herbal tea stall was happy, and scooped a bowl of herbal tea to him on a whim: "Give you food, no money." ”

Miao Fan thanked him, took the tea bowl and took a sip of it himself, and then handed it to his shoulder to feed the birds.

"Two bowls of sweet tea!"

A lively and crisp voice sounded, and two women came to the herbal tea stall, speaking this ordinary maid dressed up, with a round face like a rice ball, and the little lady in the back was dressed in plain clothes, wearing white flowers on her head, and she seemed to be a person of filial piety. The so-called sweet tea is actually an herbal tea that some people are not used to eating bitter, and they need to add a spoonful of honey to make it sweet. The boss stirred the rose honey and handed the bowl over, saying, "A total of six texts, Chenghui." ”

"Auntie...... Lady, give. The maid took the tea with one hand and paid with the other, and in a blink of an eye brought the bowl to the little lady in plain clothes, and the boss took the opportunity to look over, and his face turned red.

It is said that if you want to be filial piety, this little lady is beautiful, and then she is so plain and clean, she looks like a fairy daughter carved with white jade in the hot summer, which is much more pitiful than those warblers and warblers who wear red and green!

"There's another bowl!" The boss just watched, forgot to scoop the tea, provoked the maid to complain, he hurriedly put the tea, deliberately put an extra spoonful of honey into it, stirred it up and gave it to the maid, and said with a smile: "Is it enough?" It's not enough to add casually, and you don't charge money. ”

The maid was not polite, and after eating the tea like a cow, she sent the bowl back: "Come again!" The boss smiled and asked, "Where's this lady?" ”

I saw the little lady eating tea holding a bowl in her hand, but her eyes were elsewhere, stunned.

Miao Fan rested enough, thinking that the yamen still had something to do, he stood up and straightened his robe, but at this time he felt a burning gaze. He looked at it, and just happened to fall into the pupils full of autumn water.

She was still like that, always looking at him with a smile, the corners of her mouth were joking, and her lips were delicate and beautiful, as if she deliberately reminded him of the kiss that night.

Miao Fan's cheeks were hot when she saw her straightforward and enthusiastic eyes, and she lowered her eyes in a panic, not knowing how to face it.

Why is she here? What is she going to say? Or is there something weird going on? She is wearing filial piety, who is she wearing it for, and is there something wrong at home......

Miao Fan's brain was dizzy, and he couldn't figure it out after thinking about it for a long time, he was afraid, afraid that she would pounce on her in front of the public like that night! But he was inexplicably a little happy, and suddenly remembered the pearl in his arms, he quickly touched it, well, it's still there. He gritted his teeth and decided to give her back the beads, and finally looked up.

But...... She's gone.

Miao Fan was in a hurry, so he hurriedly asked the owner of the tea stall, and the owner laughed at him: "The person has already left." You young men are just not stable, and when you see other people's little ladies and handsome, you want to catch up, and you are not afraid of scaring people! ”

"No...... Miaofan explained, "I—I know her......"

"Come on! I didn't see that the little lady was wearing filial piety on her head, and she was dressed as a married woman, and she was clearly a new widow. You'd better die before it's too late! The boss had a "I understand you" expression, shaking a big fan and smiling, "Just look at it, I really want to be itchy, I dream of her once, and the rest is delusional." ”

New widow? Is her husband gone? No, she's married?!

Miao Fan clearly remembered that last time she was still a girl who had not left the cabinet, why did she not only become a relative, but her husband also passed away...... He suddenly panicked in his heart, and he couldn't tell whether he was pitying her situation or some other emotion.

He lowered his head slightly, and hurried away as if he had come, his back a little sluggish, as if he had fled in the wilderness.

Around the corner of the street, Qianqian and Xiaohe have been peeking.

"Girl, the little monk is gone."

Xiaohe saw that Miao Fan was gone, but Qianqian was still staring at the tea stall and reminded him.

Qianqiannuzui: "I know, I just want to watch it for a while." ”

Xiaohe only then realized that he asked: "Eh? Why is the little monk here? He doesn't seem to be a monk anymore, he wears soapy clothes, and I can see the hair under the headkerchief, it's so long! She stretched out her finger and compared, about two or three inches.

Qianqian bit her lip and was a little shy, but smiled happily: "If he had longer hair, he would definitely be more handsome." ”

"Okay, don't look at it, Uncle Lu said that he was going to move today." Xiaohe saw that she was standing and refused to leave, so she simply dragged hard, and then dragged away Qianqian, who had taken root on the soles of her feet.

Qianqian held her face and her heart bloomed: "It's still vulgar, it's still vulgar...... That's nice! Xiaohe, let's go see where he stays, shall we? Ouch, hey, don't screw me, I'll go by myself, go by myself! ”

Xiaohe annoyed her with no matter how important it is, and stamped her feet hatefully: "Then you have to wait until you finish this stroke!" ”

Really! Thousands of ghosts are obsessed, and they are forgetful!

Isn't it important to deceive talents?!