Outside the Zhengyang Gate.

A huge tablet made of precious lacquered wood is placed in the center of the open space in front of the door. In front of him were a variety of offerings: a whole sheep, a large plate of beef and pork, and Chinese cabbage from the cellar.

From time to time, some ragged people in the distance looked at the food in front of the tablet and drooped Halazi. But they couldn't see enough even if they were happy, and immediately soldiers came up to drive away these poor ghosts, who looked like withered ghosts.

"This is for the old men to eat, don't you want to be a hungry ghost and want to be a knife ghost? Go and go. ”

A soldier shivering in the cold wind, after driving away the poor who were staring at the sacrifices, complained to himself in the corner about the waste of food --- he knew, and the food distributed to the people who participated in the sacrifice was not really eaten. Every time he passed by the vermilion doors, he could smell the enticing smell of lard.

And this smell does not come from the courtyard, but from the garbage piled up at the door.

In fact, I pity these people under the cold wind in my heart. However, if they really let them steal the sacrifices, they would have to suffer dozens of military sticks in this windy and sandy weather, and they had to complete their "own work" against their will.

As illiterate, he didn't know that "Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road." This so-called well-known sentence is a household name in the mouth of the landlord, but it does not include their mud legs and soldiers. But the scene described in this verse has become commonplace for him.

"The master is good, give a little mush. Half a bowl of mush is not a meal, and saving a life is full of merit..."

The two little beggars sang the begging "shout" in an unstandard official accent, and when they saw the soldiers here, they first looked at each other for a moment, and then came over tremblingly to ask for something.

The soldier wanted to wave his weapon to drive away the two children with a strange smell on their bodies, but when they looked at their faces that were black and red from the cold, they couldn't help but feel compassion. He grabbed two copper coins and threw them down, and they landed on the ground with a crisp clanging sound.

"Boy, I wish the grandfather and the marquis of Wandai!" The two little beggars with shaved hair each took a copper coin and put it away, knelt down and kowtowed three times, and disappeared into the far alley without looking back.

Bing Dingxin said that this beggar was hungry all day, but his mouth was very sweet, "Gonghou Wandai? If I can be a foreign commissioner, I will always burn high incense. ”

Just as he was pondering, he heard someone behind him call him: "Liu Laosi, when the officials and old men are all coming over, don't be stunned!" ”

Liu Laosi responded, clenched his waist knife and looked at the road vigilantly, no longer thinking about those who had it or not.

In the distance, some palanquins carried by soap-clothed servants gradually came, and Liu Laosi seemed to be able to feel the heat wave from the stove inside. The palanquin mostly stopped in front of the long mourning shed, and a man wrapped in fur went into the mourning shed where the charcoal fire was lit. Liu Laosi stared at the sedan chair on his head without taking his eyes off, and when he saw that some food was served to the sedan chair man, saliva flowed onto his clothes again.

"Wu Horse Festival mourns and changes..."

Wu Yingxiong, who was sitting on a bench, saw someone coming, and hurriedly got up to greet him: "I didn't know that Mu Zhangjing was coming, I missed the welcome, please forgive me!" After speaking, Wu Yingxiong was very respectful, and he looked like he was kneeling and licking Manchurian Taijun, where can he still see the sadness of the young man who lost his father?

In the fourteenth year of Wu Yingxiong's Shunzhi, he was crowned Shaobao and Prince Taibao, and Mulima's official position at this time was not high, just a Jiala Zhangjing, it stands to reason that Wu Yingxiong does not need to be so respectful at all. But clear-eyed people know that Mulima is Aobai's younger brother, although Aobai at this time does not have the power of the Kangxi Dynasty, but he is already a confidant of the emperor of the dynasty, and what is his false title of "Shaobao plus Prince Taibao"? Sun Kewang was also named the king of righteousness, belonging to the one-word king, but he was scolded for using a post station. As a Han (even the highest "Liaodong old man" among the Han people), no matter how much he was rewarded by the Qing court, he clearly understood his position in this imperial city.

"I'm just a Jialazhangjing, how can I afford such a big gift?" Mu Lima also helped Wu Yingxiong up with a smile on his face, and the two sat down separately. The sedan chair carries people, this truth is not only clear to the Han people, but also to the Manchurian aristocracy.

After Wu Yingxiong's housekeeper personally served tea to the two, he stepped aside to give a reward to the subordinates of Mulima's family. The Qing court's use of political marriage to leave Wu Yingxiong is an obvious proton behavior, but doesn't Wu Sangui need the eyes of the capital? As the eldest son of Wu Sangui, he was well aware of the importance of these eagle dogs, and asked the housekeeper to pick those "silver cakes" every time he gave a reward to the servants of the Manchurians, and he also had to give out double portions!

Therefore, Wu Yingxiong's ears and eyes are often more sensitive than those of other relatives and nobles, and Wu Sangui can fight abroad for a long time, but he can still maintain a good relationship with the Qing court, which has to be said to have something to do with Wu Yingxiong's small methods.

"Alas, the forehead's eyeballs are a little swollen, and if it is for the prince's vigil, there is no need to keep it vigil for so long. Pingxi Wang Quanxia has knowledge, and he will also feel sorry for his forehead. ”

Mu Lima had nothing to say, and Wu Yingxiong was full of mmp: I keep a hairy spirit, my son is dead, I am my father's eldest son, shouldn't this prince be inherited by me, why has it been so long, and there has been no rumor in the court? This Nanming has not been extinguished, so we will arrange for our Wu family? Before the mill is unloaded, the donkey is going to be killed?

"My dead father was already less together and more separated... When I woke up in the middle of the night, I often felt that my father was still in the humble house. ”

"Why should you be like this, I know a shaman who is very spiritual, or I will ask him to go to your mansion to cast spells for my forehead? The king of Pingxi was loyal to the country, and unfortunately died on the battlefield, I admire it very much, but I can only do this. ”

Wu Yingxiong naturally promised to thank him, anyway, this is not a big deal.

After expressing his deep condolences to Wu Yingxiong, Mulima brought the topic to the battle situation "far away in the sky".

"Now Zheng Wei and others have stolen Jiangnan and Zhejiang, and from time to time there are fleets going upstream, harassing Huguang and wanting to collude with the remnants of thieves in eastern Sichuan. I wonder what you think about this? ”

Wu Yingxiong knew very well that this kind of talk was just idle talk, if it was a suggestion or something, his nominal identity was enough to directly write to the emperor, so he didn't plan to do anything amazing.

"Zheng Wei is not accustomed to land warfare, although the water battle is strong, but the ship must dock in port after all. When this dynasty entered the customs, it was only a year to go from Shenjing to Jiangning, and I thought that Zheng Yi was just taking advantage of my unpreparedness. When the Manchurian army is reorganized, it can go down and recover Jiangning. ”

"Hahahaha...! The tiger father has no dogs, and I and the forehead are really heroes! "Mu Lima is almost forty years older than Wu Yingxiong, and it is not too much to say that he is a human spirit in front of this cream boy, so he first praised Wu Yingxiong for a few words and then turned to the topic." I heard some rumors from the court, and I thought it might be useful for the forehead, but don't say that it was me. ”

The relationship between Mulima and Wu Yingxiong is not very close, this kind of heart-to-heart performance is just a show, Wu Yingxiong knows that this is the meaning of blowing the wind on behalf of the imperial court, "That kid listened to it." ”

"Your Majesty intends to order Eyu to inherit the title of King of Pingxi on New Year's Day. If you're going to set up a banquet at that time, don't forget to invite me to this old bone! ”

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"What did Mu Zhangjing say! How dare the boy forget? When the time comes, please enjoy the light! ”

An old opera spirit and a small drama spirit are under the warm spirit shed, in the name of sacrificing Wu Sangui, exchanging all kinds of important information, not so much a sacrificial activity as a social activity. More and more people visited the mourning shed, but when they saw that Mulima was also present, most of them just went to the tablet to pay their respects, and then gave their hands to say goodbye.