Chapter 53: Into the Tiger's Den
Fortunately, the mighty convoy of convoys during the day seemed to be engulfed in darkness, leaving only five or six men to stand guard outside the door, and they sighed frequently, complaining that the drudgery could not even be eaten or drunk.
Shi had an idea, went to the restaurant to buy two jars of wine, and personally carried the flat pole to the gate of the courtyard, falsely claiming that he was the guy who delivered wine to the Wu family. The hungry guards stared at the jar, swallowing.
Shi showed a sympathetic look and greeted warmly: "Big brother, you have also worked hard, you can take this jar of wine and drink it, and I will send another jar again." β
The guard wolf pounces on food, and he doesn't know how to be grateful or polite. In their eyes, nothing was important except the jar of wine.
"Big brother, go behind that tree and drink it, lest you be discovered." Stone kindly warned.
The guards were stunned for a moment, and without carefully distinguishing them, several people walked in the direction of the tree with their hands and feet around the small wine jar. The stone swaggered and held the remaining jar of wine and entered the gate of the Wu family.
Inside the hall to push the cups and change the lamps, the people outside the hall and the guards shuttled back and forth, in the crowded and busy situation, the stone felt at ease.
He slowly approached the hall.
Kohirobu made his shriveled face, like a sculpture, soften and rosy.
The sweat beads and spilled grease from the Jingzhou prefect made his head look like a pig's head on a butcher's board.
Master Wu's face was flushed, his eyes were half-closed, he stubbornly raised another glass of wine, and said inarticulately: "Bu ...... Your Excellency, Know...... My lord, I ...... Sansheng is fortunate to be able to sit with you...... Drinking together...... We ...... Dry! β
He put the cup to his lips and poured it into his mouth without noticing that it had deviated, only to see half of it leak from his lips to his chest, and he was still unaware.
The two adults did not abandon the grass and drank together.
"Fair!" Master Wu patted his son on the shoulder, "Respect for your lord!" β
Wu Ping's face did not change, he sat steadily, he was the only one who was not drunk.
"Your Majesty...... Long, my lord...... Anointing, you are canonized as ...... After the general of Zhenbei, you must be like your ancestors...... Kill him as a thief...... Leave no piece of armor behind! β
Master Wu paused and patted Wu Pingzheng's back, Wu Pingzheng dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, with a smiling face that was more ugly than crying.
Stone wandered around the door of the hall several times, eavesdropping on the same words they repeated tirelessly, and just as he thought he had nothing to gain and was about to leave, Wu Ping came out of the hall with his stomach in his hand and rushed to a hut to the east.
The stone followed him. Wu Pingzheng pushed the door of the hut a few times, but the door was not opened, and it should have been locked from the inside.
Wu Pingzheng was so anxious that he jumped to his feet. A subordinate of the Wu family happened to be passing by, and when he saw this situation, he said to Wu Pingzheng: "Young master, there is also a thatched toilet in the west, if you are in a hurry, you can go there." β
Wu Pingzheng didn't say a word, holding his stomach and hurriedly ran to the west.
"Hey, the wine deliverer, why are you still here? Hurry up and send two more altars! The man shouted at the stone.
"Great!" The stone came out of the Wu family.
The next day's morning light had just shone red in the east, and the Wu family's announcement to the villagers had already spread throughout the valley.
"The first day of the first month of next month is the day when my son Wu Ping is going to Yingtian to receive the emperor's conferral. My son will be given the title of general of Zhenbei by the emperor and go to the north to suppress the last forces of the Yuan Dynasty. To this end, the Wu family will hold an open-air banquet for my son. The whole valley can be present to say goodbye. Signature: Wu Lai".
Like a drop of oil falling into boiling water, it exploded in the whole valley. No one has ever seen Wu Pingzheng, and no one knows that Wu Pingzheng can go into battle to kill the enemy. Master Wu's son is an inscrutable mystery in the minds of the people of the whole valley.
According to the memories of the authoritative old man in the valley, when Wu Ping was young, they teased him and was a cute child, but I don't know when it began, Master Wu no longer let his son appear in front of everyone, and never mentioned his son to others.
Now, Wu Pingzheng, who has been invisible for several years, has become a great general, and the kind people of Honesty Valley are happy and proud of him, but they can't erase the confusion in their hearts as if they were separated from each other.
Shi complained bitterly, he knew that if he waited a few more hours, the Wu family would announce to the villagers of the whole valley the purpose of the envoy of Hu Guangbu and the prefect of Jingzhou to come to the Wu family, so he didn't have to go to great lengths to sneak into the Wu family, and the worst thing was that he also turned his face with Qing Min.
"Xiaomin, are you still angry? Come, send you! The stone snapped its fingers, and a delicate pink rose was sandwiched between his index and middle fingers and sent to Qingmin's indifferent face.
Qingmin's eyes suddenly dilated, and the hissing inhalation sound was like a dying struggle when the wick was snuffed out.
However, she soon realized her gaffe, suppressed the unexpected joy and the resulting nervousness, and returned to normalcy.
Everything is seen by the stone. He repeated his old trick, changed his hand, and handed over a fuchsia rose with dewdrops.
Qingmin didn't take any of the roses, her heart already overflowing with a thick fragrance, floating in an encirclement formed by the two of them.
Qingmin happily accepted the fact that the stone had gone deep into the tiger's den.
She figured out a truth: life is born together, and death is death together.
After completing this round of self-examination, she shyly realized that her feelings for the stone were more than just concern.
However, the voice hiding in the corner gave her a stern warning from the uncle who had saved her from starvation.
"Go to the Wu family's open-air banquet on the first day of next month?" The stone temptation focused on the topic of the Wu family.
"Go ahead, since you always want to find out about their family, I'll tell you everything." Qing Min surprised Shishi, "Their family is a bit evil, but I don't see what this has to do with Uncle Hai." β
"What's the evil door?"
"Wu Pingzheng has been staying in the field, and only returned to Honesty Valley a month ago. As for what he was doing outside, it was unknown. His sister stayed at home, a man who had lived in the Valley of Honesty for twenty years, and no one had ever seen her, and no one even knew that he had a sister. β
"No, someone has seen Wu Pingzheng's sister!" Qing Min was excited to find that he hadn't missed any important information, "Uncle Hai has seen her!" β
"Uncle Hai? See a doctor for her? β
"Hmm."
"Qingmin, tell me what disease she has?"
"I don't know, Uncle Hai didn't say it. It's just that he was in a gloomy mood during the few days when he treated her, he didn't want to speak, he desperately read the medical book, and then sighed again. He usually doesn't show people like this, he should have encountered an incurable or incurable disease. β
"Did Uncle Hai cure her illness?"
"Looking at Uncle Hai's appearance, it should not have been cured, but he didn't mention anything about it."
At night, the stone tossed and turned thinking about what Qingmin had said during the day.
Why is Uncle Hai tight-lipped about Wu Pingzheng's sister's illness? Could it be that she has some unspeakable illness, and the Wu family asks him to keep it a secret?
This disease is obviously not easy to treat, and Uncle Hai is very distressed because of it, so is his mental disorder related to this?
He saw Wu Pingzheng at Wu's house that day, why didn't he even know that there was a latrine on the west side of his house? Could it be because he had been away from home for so long?
The cold moonlight seemed to cover the earth with a thin layer of ice, and in this ice shell, everything was still, and even breathing disappeared.
The stone put his frozen hands into the futon and fell into a groggy sleep with a brain that could no longer move.
A slight footstep woke the stone.
He was silent, and in the darkness he opened his eyes and searched carefully, pricking up his ears to listen.
Behind the half-open door appeared a faceβQingmin's face. On the day he first came to Honesty Valley, he also saw Qingmin running outside alone in the middle of the night.
What is she going to do in the middle of the night? Does she have to go out every night?
When the door was completely closed, and the footsteps were gone, the stone got up and went to the corner of the wall to find the copper rod. The copper rod is missing, and Qingmin must have taken it.
This time he's going to get things straight. He followed.
Qingmin sat down on a tree stump not far away and placed the copper rod across his lap.
Her eyes were levelled into the dark jungle in the distance, motionless, as if in deep thought.
It took a moment for her to lower her head and begin to look at the rod, moving her eyes back and forth between the ends from left to right and right to left.
What is Qingmin looking at? Is there any secret to Uncle Hymer's copper rod?
The stone has a bronze luster in front of the eyes, and the whole body is smooth, with a thin slit in the middle. He thought about it carefully, there were no patterns, no lettering, no unevenness, no marks.
What exactly attracted Qingmin?
After reading it, Qingmin tapped the copper rod with her fingers, put her ear on it and listened quietly, inch by inch.
Maybe she'd heard it a million times, but not once did the copper rod confide in her secrets.
She picked up the copper rod and slammed it on the ground. The metallic sound of the copper rods scraping against the sand and gravel on the ground tore apart in the night, and then disappeared into the darkness farther away.
But this earth-shattering feat is not something that humans can see. The bat triumphantly skimmed the low sky, enjoying the nocturne played solo for it.
At the beginning of October, the sun was shining on the day when Wu Ping was practicing, the earth seemed to be rejuvenated, and the red ants that had not left the nest for a long time marched to this empty lawn, ready to get a piece of the pie.
More than 200 people from all over the valley came to participate in this once-in-a-century grand open-air banquet.
On the lawn in front of Wu's house, five large tables up to seven zhang long are placed vertically, and it is spliced together by dozens of small tables, each table can accommodate more than 40 people.
When Shi and Qingmin arrived, all the people in the valley had already arrived.
Master Wu picked up a bowl of wine in his right hand, filled with great joy and pride, ready to make a shocking speech.
He did not forget to straighten his collar, clear his throat, and look around the guests politely, and only after everything was in order did he make a loud and pleasant sound.