Pingjiang is much more prosperous than Yingtian, and the singing and dancing are peaceful, everyone's face is full of longing for life, and it seems that they can't feel the tension outside.

Only Ma Du knew that in a few months, Lao Zhu's sharp artillery would shatter this bustling and noisy prosperity.

Shen Wansan was very cautious, took Ma Du into the Shen Mansion through the back door, arranged a small courtyard in the middle of nowhere, and did not allow Ma Du to wander around his house and go to prison.

In this regard, Ma Du was very dissatisfied, "I said Shen Yuanwai, you should be too careful." ”

Shen Wansan said with a bitter face: "Don't dare to be careless, if you make a bad mistake, if King Zhu Wu hits Pingjiang one day, my family will not have to live, and this huge family business will be gone." ”

"I see that Shen Yuanwai doesn't seem to have much confidence in King Zhang Wu."

Shen Wansan sighed, "Just like you said, King Zhang Wu may be a good person, but a good person may not be able to achieve great things." Like Li Bosheng, he suffered two fiascos in eastern Zhejiang, and he didn't even have a little punishment, which general still took fighting a war seriously. ”

Chang Maohu shouted with a hud face: "What do you mean by this, Zhang Shicheng is a good person, then we are all bad people...... Woooooooo ”

Shen Wansan hurriedly covered his mouth, "Master Mao, don't shout loudly in your Jianghuai words, even if Shen begs you, can't you?" ”

Chang Mao broke his hand, "This is in your house, what are you afraid of!" ”

"Be careful to make the Ten Thousand Year Ship." Shen Wansan said to Ma Du: "The prison is resting, tomorrow I will take you to Pingjiang City to take a look, and the day after tomorrow I will follow my family's merchant ship to respond to the sky." ”

Shen Wansan was cautious, and for the sake of Ma Du's safety, Ma Du naturally wouldn't blame him, and told Chang Mao and the three of them not to walk around casually in the Shen Mansion.

That night, Shen Wansan sent someone to bring wine and food, but he didn't even show his face, not even a servant who served them, let alone the little maid who warmed the bed, the maids in the Shen Mansion were very good-looking.

Early the next morning, just after dawn, he followed Shen Wansan to see his property, as if he was a thief.

Ma Du originally thought that Shen Wansan should have a nickname like "Shen Bancheng" in Pingjiang, but Ma Du was disappointed. Compared with the countless shops and workshops he opened elsewhere, there seems to be a lot less in Pingjiang.

Shen Wansan seemed to see Ma Du's doubts, so he explained that his biggest industry in Pingjiang was land, a variety of mulberry cotton, which provided raw materials for his textile industry, and he didn't know how much land he had.

Ma Du was not interested in looking at the land that could not be seen on horseback, and after reading the shop, Ma Du proposed to go to the street to take a stroll, and yesterday he rode into the Shen Mansion without seeing anything on the street.

When Lao Zhu called, I was afraid that it would be a different scene, and if I didn't look at it at this time, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to see it, and I didn't know how many years it would take to recover.

This terrible Shen Wansan was frightened, and whispered: "Cousin, what is this going to do!" I don't think I want to investigate the situation of the city defense! ”

Ma Du was angry and funny, "My brother-in-law has countless spies, I just want to go to see the scenery of Suzhou, people say that there is heaven and Suzhou and Hangzhou, I will see what is strange, you didn't stop you when you were in Hangzhou." I just want to try the food in the restaurant and listen to the Suzhou lyrics. ”

"Bullet words?"

"It's just playing the pipa, playing and singing it over and over again, isn't it?" Madu gestured twice with his hand.

"My cousin is talking about Taozhen, authentic food, you can make it at home, and you can also invite you to come to your home when you sing Taozhen."

Shen Wansan was too careful, Ma Du didn't bother to pay attention to him, of course the skewers were at the roadside stalls, how could he feel this way when he masturbated at home, "Don't worry, I will speak Huaiyang dialect, it won't attract attention, let the three of them pretend to be dumb." ”

Shen Wansan didn't dare to follow Ma Du, saying that he was too eye-catching, so he asked a young man named Ah Shui to follow Ma Du. Ah Shui is the son of a family, loyal and clever, and does things properly.

First took Ma Du to listen to Tao Zhen, to Ma Du's surprise, the folk art that was quite elegant in the later generations can only be sold on the street now, and the Qinglou restaurant can't enter.

Although there is a pipa, there is no three-string accompaniment, and the person who plays and sings is not a young and beautiful young woman wearing a cheongsam in later generations, but an old man with gray hair and tattered clothes.

There is also a gap between the singing voice and the later generations, but you can still hear it, it is indeed the taste of Suzhou lyrics.

Let Zhang Wuliu throw down a handful of copper coins, and everyone will go to the restaurant to eat and drink. By the time the meal was finished, it was already half of the afternoon, and there were a lot fewer people on the street, so a few people wandered to the Shen Mansion.

Walking to the mouth of an alley, suddenly a person ran over in a hurry, and hit Chang Mao's body impartially.

Chang Mao, who was half drunk, flew the man out with a shake of his body, and ouch, hit the wall with a bang.

Chang Mao scolded: "Where do you come from to be a daredevil! Hey, it's still a little ghost! ”

Ma Du saw a little guy in a green coat and a small hat, sitting on the root of the wall, holding his head, his little face wrinkled, and he didn't make a sound, it was estimated that it hurt badly.

Chang Mao has grown a lot taller in the past two years, and with the muscles all over his body, it is estimated that it is enough to be topped by him like this.

Ma Du didn't move him, just watched the little guy gradually calm down, and when he let go of his little face, he saw that he was about eleven or twelve years old, and he had a round face and a very honest look.

He got up suddenly, but he staggered back against the wall again, Ma Du leaned over and asked him, asking him in Huaiyang dialect, "How do you feel?" ”

"It's okay, it's just a little dizzy." This little guy spoke Suzhou dialect, but with a Huaiyang accent, "I'm fine, the little official can go by himself." ”

Ma Du broke his head and looked at it, and saw that the hair on the back of his head was a little wet, but it was a blood stain when he wiped it with his hands, and when he peeled off his hair, he saw a small hole the size of a bean, which should have hit the corner of the wall, but fortunately, the bleeding had stopped.

However, Ma Du is worried that he will suffer a head injury and a cerebral hemorrhage, and he is afraid that it will not be able to be saved this year.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Guan Jia."

"To be a housekeeper at this age?"

"My surname is Guan Mingjia, not a housekeeper!"

Seeing that his thinking was still clear, Ma Du let go of half of his heart, "Where is your home?" I'll send you back and I'll find you a doctor. ”

"No, no, I still have to send money to my son, and he is still waiting for me in Shen Ji's silk village."

"I'll let someone else deliver it for you."

The little guy put his hand over his chest, "You won't run away with my money, will you?" ”

He was still so conscious, and he was fine, Ma Du took out a piece of silver and gave it to Ah Shui, "You are familiar with the land, you can send it, and I will send this kid home." ”

Ah Shui said: "That's our shop, and the villain will do it in the past." He had just taken two steps and turned back.

Without waiting for him to ask, the little guy said: "My son-in-law's surname is Song!" ”

Ah Shui nodded at him with his hand, "This kid is really clever!" ”