The little lady raised her head and looked desperately at the ugly man who was about to buy herself, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, and the man was about to pull the straw mark on her head, but she heard a thunderclap ringing in her ears: "Wait! ”

When the sound arrived, a fan-like slap slapped away his claws, and the tall and strong figure suddenly inserted in one step, separating him from the little lady, naturally it was Li Qing, he was still hesitating, but suddenly saw the misery in her eyes, blood surged up the top of her head, and he couldn't help it anymore.

"Who are you!"

The fat black man took a step back, looked at Li Qing in surprise, and then looked at Xiao Niang, but saw a strange color in her desperate eyes.

"You don't care who I am, she doesn't sell anyone!" Li Qing stared at him hatefully, his two big fists clenched tightly.

The man was annoyed and angry, and pushed Li Qing hard, "Lao Tzu has already negotiated the price, what are you doing with this thief!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a fist suddenly changed from small to large, 'Bang! The ground smashed on the bridge of his nose, the fat black man screamed, stumbled back a few steps, covered his face and squatted down, tears and snot flowed out together, and the crowd of onlookers was in chaos.

Li Qing turned around and snatched the straw mark from the little lady's head, kneaded it to pieces, and said hatefully: "I don't sell it for any money!" He grabbed Xiao Niang's wrist, separated the crowd and strode out, the man roared angrily, got up and pounced, but was blocked by the crowd of onlookers, watching them walk away.

When he ran to the mouth of an alley, he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong!" How did it get to this point? ”

Xiao Niang's nostrils fanned, her eyes gradually turned red, she looked straight at Li Qing, and her whimper suddenly sounded, and she simply leaned on the wall and cried.

"My grandfather was hit by a frightened horse and died, I can't find anyone, and I don't have the money to bury it, it's been four days, and if I don't bury it, it's broken, I, I have no choice!"

"Don't cry! Don't cry! Let's go back and talk about it, okay! Several passers-by looked at them in surprise, looking at the posture, it seemed that they were about to watch again, so anxious that Li Qing's face was flushed, and he begged the little lady to be quiet.

"Let's go!" The little lady wiped away her tears, she didn't sell her body, and she didn't worry about the situation at home, she thought about it, and only took this generous man home first, to see if he had any way.

Along the way, Li Qing already knew that her name was Curtain, she was an abandoned baby since she was a child, and her grandfather picked it up under a broken curtain in Chang'an East City, hence the name.

Curtain Er's home is outside the east gate, Li Qing walked with her through a narrow alley, the woman who was desperately fanning the stove with tears in her eyes, the half-old men who gathered around the dragon gate array, a group of bare-bottomed children, a small pool that had turned green, and the air was filled with a pungent smell. ”

Before he got closer, he saw the broken and whitish wooden door swaying and beating in the wind, and there was a piercing 'squeak' sound, and a skinny yellow dog had already smelled the breath of his master, and ran up to meet her, and swirled around at her feet, and the curtain patted its head lovingly, took out half of the hemp cake from its arms, and stuffed it into its mouth.

The yard is surrounded by a small fence with branches, some vegetables are planted in it, although it is simple, but the yard is swept clean, there is a towering persimmon tree planted in the corner of the yard, the branches and leaves are flourishing, I don't know how many years it has grown, a horse is tied under the tree, some hay is piled up next to the hoof, and there is a tattered tile urn with half an urn of water, although Li Qing does not know the horse, but he sees that the horse is in a state of malaise, the coat is messy, and the whole body is covered with dysentery, which is obviously an inferior horse.

"It was it that killed Grandpa, and the owner didn't find it." The curtain was red, and he hurried into the hut, which was even more empty, a broken table, a gray-black clay pot hanging above the table, and a wooden board in the corner of the house, under which a pile of stones was used, and the body of the blind old man lay straight on the plank, and the weather was beginning to be hot, and his body was faintly green.

"This corpse is already green, why don't you let him be buried in the ground?" Li Qing was so anxious that he roared, his eyes swept around, and his posture seemed to be eager to dig a pit in the room and bury him.

The curtain shook his head and said sadly: "My grandfather also knew literature and poetry, and was famous, only because of his ill-fated fate, he raised me, taught me to read and write, and taught me to be reasonable. ”

She sighed again, "But that piece of land, I begged for a long time, and people were only willing to lower it to three times, and they had to buy a coffin and ask a Taoist priest to exceed, and I only had consistent savings, what should I do with this funeral?" ”

"Then you want to sell yourself?"

"What else? And in the future, how will I make a living? There is no household registration for me and my grandfather in the government, and there is no land, I sold my grandfather and buried my grandfather, and I have food to eat, anyway, I am a superfluous person, and I don't even want my biological father and mother anymore. As he spoke, the tears of the curtain were about to roll down again.

"Say no more!" Li Qing sighed: "I'll handle your grandfather's funeral for him!" Although he is also in a hurry to use money, he has come to this point, how can he withdraw.

took out the five taels of silver from his arms, finally felt the body temperature on it, gritted his teeth, and handed the silver over.

"Take it! I bought the land first, and then bought a coffin with the rest of the money, and as for the Taoist priest, let me come, I have been a Taoist priest before."

He smiled bitterly in his heart, he had deceived Kong Fangdao for several months, and it seemed that he had only used it on the right path today.

Curtain took the silver with trembling hands, and suddenly knelt on the ground with a 'plop', kowtowed again and again: "Son's great grace, Curtain is willing to be a cow and a horse to repay!" ”

Li Qing took advantage of the fact that he had no regrets, and hurriedly pushed her out of the door, "Go quickly!" I'm here to take care of your grandfather, whether I repay it or not, I'll talk about it later. When the curtain ran into the yard, he chased after him and shouted, "By the way, I will borrow the shovel that digs the soil again!" ”

That's all there is to it, so save as much as you can! He still faintly hoped that the curtain would be left back, but he smiled bitterly, that little girl, she wanted the best for her grandfather, and in the end she would definitely buy it all into a coffin, and she would not give him a penny left.

Li Qing patted the empty pocket, glanced at the corpse of the blind old man again, and remembered the words of the curtain, 'Knowing literature and poetry, and being famous', there are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the Tang Dynasty, he can't be a great poet! Li Qing suddenly became a little interested, searching for which poet in his mind was finally missing, and a thought flashed: "Could it be that he is Luo Bin Wang?" Li Qing felt that he was thinking ridiculously, how could there be such a coincidental thing in the world, maybe it was just a lifting person, bad luck, but no matter who it was, no matter who it was, no money was not good, thinking of money, Li Qing's mind slowly began to recede, thinking that the five taels of silver had not yet covered the heat and was gone, and his heart really hurt a little, he should persuade her, just buy a coffin, and what kind of feng shui treasure land, buried under the persimmon tree in the yard, isn't it good?

It was almost dusk, Li Qing became more and more restless, let him face a stinky corpse, it was really not a pleasant thing, if there was ice, the corpse could be preserved for a few more days, his time, the dead in the summer did this.

"Ice!"

He thought of this, his mind suddenly flashed like lightning and flint the word "ice", under the agitation of his heart, he stood up, and forgot the crockpot hanging above his head, his head was hit and hurt, Li Qing hurriedly stabilized the crockpot, but he quickly thought in his heart, I remember that the high school physics teacher said when he talked about the solubility of alkali metals, in the late Tang Dynasty, someone found that putting nitrate into water would absorb a lot of heat, so as to make ice, to the Song Dynasty, there were merchants who added sugar, spices, and colors, and made ice dew to sell in the summer, and the business was booming, and now it is only in the Tang Dynasty, No one should know yet, but it's summer, isn't this a good way to make money?

Li Qing was so excited that he paced back and forth, he could put in juice, he could also make shaved ice, and if he added cream and sugar, he could even make ice cream.

Suddenly, a real question made him stop, "But you don't have the capital?" Li Qing hesitated, he only had the five hundred wen money sent by Zhang Cai in his hand, was it enough?

Li Qing sat down dejectedly, lying on the table and thinking hard, thinking about how to get some money, whether to ask Mrs. Zhang or Zhang Qiu to borrow a little, but he really couldn't open that mouth, or go to the New Deal to ask Xian Yu Zhongtong to borrow some, he is a huge rich man in Shu, but Li Qing thought of saying so much when he left, but now he is begging others, it is too shameless!

"If you really can't do it, go sell words" Li Qing gritted his teeth, this is his only skill.

Suddenly, there was a sound in the courtyard, and Li Qing was surprised: "Oh my God! How did I forget that brother? ”

He walked a few steps into the yard, looked at the horse carefully, and couldn't help but feel disappointed in his heart, how much can such an inferior horse be sold for?