The deed of sale was unfolded, and it turned out that Li Jiaoer was bought by the old bustard from the fleeing family in a famine year, and signed a death deed that would never be redeemed, with all the fingerprints on it, and the price of the purchase was only five yuan.

Ximen Qing pointed at the old bustard with hatred: "You, you, you ......"

The old bustard was so smiling that he couldn't see his teeth, and hugged the big coat tightly in his arms: "Star Lord and official, you are a prince of Wandai, and what you said to us as a turtle and a Han family, red mouth and white teeth can't be counted, these six or seven hundred yuan of money are all mine now!" ”

If it was a man on the other side, Ximen Qing would have slapped him a long time ago, but for this kind of mother-in-law who only lives with money, he could only sigh: "Lie in the mud and go to the Gobi!" You can go to bed tonight with the copper coins in your arms! ”

The old bustard was stunned for a long time before he said: "The star lord and the official are indeed the stars descending from the world, otherwise how can I know that my wife has always slept with money?" ”

Ximenqing was angry and funny when he heard it, it turned out that the gods and goddesses of the unknown prophets in the world were all covered up in this way. immediately slapped the table and scolded with a smile: "Stretch out your hand in the coffin, the old woman who wants money to die!" You'd better hire a gentleman first and write me the new deed of sale. ”

The old bustard's eyes rolled, and he said with a smile: "Don't bother the two masters, this new deed, please ask the big officials to write it nonsense!" ”

Ximen Qing looked at her face, and knew what her idea was, so she slapped the table and said, "I have decided to seal the pen!" If I go to a place to write a character, and it is not rare but not expensive, when will the price of my Dharma book be up? ”

When the old bustard heard this, he knew that he couldn't get Ximenqing's manuscript, and he couldn't earn this extra few hundred yuan, so he could only cry and mourn, and said weakly: "The old woman will send her son to beg Shui Xiucai on the street to write two new deeds." ”

Li Ming went to invite Shui Xiucai, and Shui Xiucai heard that Ximen Qing had something to do, so he didn't dare to slack off, so he came in a hurry. The new contract of sale was written, Ximen Qing stamped his own seal, and the old woman pressed her own fingerprint, even if Li Jiaoer had no connection with Lichun Courtyard.

took the money to send Shui Xiucai, the old bustard couldn't wait, closed the house with a bag of money, and began to count the places one by one, and he was tired of it, the door was closed, and the siege vehicle couldn't open it. Ximenqing shook his head and took the old and new contracts of sale and went upstairs.

As soon as there was a knock on the door of Guiqing's room, the door opened immediately, Li Guiqing and Li Jiaoer were all dressed up neatly, standing behind the door on the left and right to welcome Ximenqing in. After Ximen Qing entered the room, Li Guiqing gave him a deep brush, and said with a straight face: "Thank you to the star lord and the officials for treating my sister deeply!" He hugged Li Jiaoer and said half-truthfully in her ear: "Congratulations to my sister for getting a lover today, my sister is both envious and jealous!" He pursed his lips and smiled, and went to hide the door.

Ximen Qing saw Li Jiao'er standing in place cramped and uneasy, her haggard face was full of cowardice, but she didn't have a radiant coquettishness, so she sighed in her heart and said secretly: "Li Jiao'er, you have finally made a good deal with my predecessor, and I am worthy of the two of you today!" ”

Thinking about stretching out his hand, he stuffed the two pieces of paper into Li Jiaoer's hand: "These two pieces of paper, you have put them away!" ”

Li Jiaoer held the two documents that were related to her own life, burst into tears, and bowed deeply: "Thank you, big official!" Jiao'er ...... Jiao'er ......" was in a state of flux, but her voice was choked.

Ximenqing leaned over to avoid her kneeling, and said in a cold voice: "You get up!" ”

Li Jiao'er listened to Ximenqing's unkind voice, and her heart sank, so she quickly answered "yes" and stood up obediently.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, thinking of the humble social status of women in this era, Ximenqing couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and said gently: "Now that you have two contracts to sell yourself, you are already free, from now on, the sea is wide and the sky is high for the birds to fly, but you have to take good care!" ”

Li Jiao'er's body shook, and her whole face turned white: "Big ...... Great official, you ...... What do you mean ......? ”

Ximenqing turned around and walked towards the door, and said in a deep voice: "Jiao'er, you and me, our fate is over." When you come out of this fire pit, you will forget everything that was before. Find a good family to marry, and harmony and beauty are the end of life! ”

Li Jiaoer took a step forward, grabbed Ximenqing's sleeve, and tears rained down: "Big official, don't ignore me!" I know that I have done something wrong, and you beat me and scold me, and I have no complaints, but I ask you to look at the past feelings......"

Ximen Qing heard her mention what she had done wrong, and suddenly remembered that Chen Jingye's little guy was coming, and for a while, a wave of vinegar surged in his chest from nowhere, sneered, broke away from her pull, pushed open the door and left. When he stepped out of the threshold, he couldn't hold back his malice anymore, and said in a wrung voice: "You have a good relationship with that Chen Xiaoguan'er, why don't you go to him!" ”

A poisonous word was put down, and it was as if a few big nails had been pulled out in his heart, and then he sneered again, turned around and went downstairs, leaving only Li Jiao'er, who stayed there like a chicken.

Out of the door of Lichun Courtyard, the cold wind blew, only to find that his otter fur coat was still left with Li Jiaoer and did not wear it back, but at this time the resentment was strong, and Yueniang's golden silk purse had already arrived, so he was too lazy to go back and meet Li Jiaoer again.

The wind and snow fell, and his mind gradually calmed down, and he couldn't help but secretly think: "What I said just now is really redundant, but how can she withstand it as a weak woman?" What's more, Ximenqing and I are separated by a layer after all, but what kind of flying vinegar and dry vinegar do we eat for him? Alas! This corpse of the great official of Simon seems to really don't listen to people's calls! ”

Although he tried his best to support himself with "a manly man, if he regrets it, he will not do it, and if he does it, he will not regret it" to support himself, but this kind of self-deception of his own kung fu, if he has not been immersed in the corrupt officialdom for many years, how can he be deeply involved in the samadhi? Grinding guns like Ximenqing is useless after all.

When I was depressed, I heard someone singing in the heavy snow ahead: "...... I am between heaven and earth, and I am like a small stone and a small tree in the mountains. Fang Cun sees less, and ridicules himself! Counting the four seas between heaven and earth, it is not like emptiness in Dazehu? Counting China's in the sea, not like rice in Taicang? ......" its voice is low and high, the turning point of the joint is wonderful, and the abyss is like the sound of gold and stone.

Ximenqing's spirit perked up: "What a "Autumn Water" of "Zhuangzi"! What a loose throat! At that moment, he hurried two steps, but saw a line of footprints at the T-shaped street intersection in front of him, extending towards the street back to his home.

"Huh?" Ximenqing couldn't help but be taken aback. It turns out that this footprint is not a shoe print, but a real footprint of stepping on the snow with bare feet!

Ximenqing was curious, and he didn't know which Han Shi it was, his family was poor and unemployed, but he didn't care, he stepped on the snow barefoot, and recited Zhuangzi, such a chic and upright character, An Ke missed it in person? At the moment, following the footsteps and the sound of chanting, he hurriedly chased after it. This is exactly what it is:

I don't know the true face of Lushan, but I like the old abundance of autumn water. But I don't know who the barefoot is, and listen to the next decomposition.