Here, Sima Jingwen and the others went to the Jiangdu territory, found an inn to stay and eat, due to the fatigue of two days, everyone went to bed early without much communication.

After a good night's sleep and breakfast, everyone fostered their horses in the inn and came to Jiangdu City.

Although the name of this river is not as prosperous as Jianye, the city is not big, but it also has its own Jiangnan style, although it is the frost season, it is still the Yushu makeup building, the white bird stays late, the autumn wind Xiao Xiao grass and trees are green, and the river of Baoyang City is far away.

Sima Jingwen and others were looking for information related to Luofeng Villa in the city, and they turned around for more than half a day, but they didn't get any gains.

I saw the guy at the tea shop half-leaning on the door, leisurely looking at the pedestrians on the street, and a group of children running to the tea shop, chasing and playing with laughter.

"What's noisy, go and go, play while playing, don't make noise about my guests!" The guy chased the boy with a snobbish face.

The children didn't care, they muttered something and ran away giggling.

Murong Jia looked at it and thought it was interesting, and it happened that he had been walking for a long time, and he was a little thirsty and tired, so he suggested going in to drink tea and take a rest.

The tea shop is not very big, half of the door is almost open, but the store is decorated with the atmosphere of literati talking, planted with four seasonal flowers, the wall is framed with calligraphy and paintings, and a row of lanterns decorates the storefront.

When the shopkeeper saw the customer, he hurriedly greeted them and led them to a location by the side of the street.

The guy changed his snobbish appearance just now, and greeted politely and respectfully: "Ladies and gentlemen, what kind of tea do you want to drink?" ”

Without waiting for others to answer, Murong Jia said eagerly: "We are very thirsty, and we cook a pot of good tea." ”

"Childe, do you need fruit, candied fruit or pastry for refreshment?"

"Serve some of your special refreshments and snacks here."

"Okay, Childe wait a minute." Seeing that the visitor was actually a generous lord, the man respectfully retreated and made arrangements.

Looking around the tea house, I saw that there were two other tables of guests wearing robes, looking at the appearance of the son of the family, kneeling here to drink tea and talk.

Tea drinkers enjoy the fun of tea, take a sip, have a fragrant expression on their cheeks, and then set their eyes on the talker.

And the Qing talker's remarks are subtle, jade and elegant, and he talks eloquently: "The sage builds the position of the world, keeps the system of respect and humility, the order of yin and yang is suitable, do not be rigid and soft, those who obey it survive, those who go against it die, those who gain it are safe, and those who lose it are in danger......."

I didn't expect that in this small tea shop, there are still people here who are worried about the country and the people.

Mu Yixue, Sima Jingwen, and Gu Rong listened carefully to the high opinion of the talker, but they were interrupted by the group of children who were running and playing just now.

The children play and sing:

"Big rats and rats, don't eat my grain, in the harvest season, but there is no happy land, the official Hu has become bigger, and there is no food for the year.

Big rats and rats, don't eat my grain, the grain is empty in the harvest year, the tears look at the soil, the grain is collected for three months, and the prison is full of farmers. ”

"Big rats, big rats, don't eat my grain ........"

Sima Jingwen and the others couldn't help but look at this group of frolicking children.

At this time, the guy in the store brought the tea fruit over, and when he saw the children running back again, the guy said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, this group of children is somehow making noise around our tea shop today, arguing with the guest officers, and the little ones are going to drive them away." ”

When Gu Rong heard this, he lowered his voice and said to Sima Jingwen: "Childe, what these children are singing is like a limerick poem that evolved from the Book of Songs, and the meaning of the poem sounds like it is related to the collection of grain." ”

Sima Jingwen nodded.

Hearing Gu Rong's words, seeing that the guy was already about to walk outside the store, Sima Jingwen called the guy to stop.

He asked, "Little brother, what are these children chanting songs?"

The guy said: "Back to this son, the song of the child is about the matter of the imperial court's grain collection." ”

"Could it be that the peasants are dissatisfied with the imperial court's grain requisition?"

"Now that the imperial court is collecting grain, coupled with the original taxes, the farmers are really miserable, presumably someone is dissatisfied with what the court has done, and make this limerick poem for children to recite."

"The imperial court has only collected grain for more than a month, and these 40,000 stone grain are evenly distributed among the counties and counties, and the original tax has not been increased to meet the imperial court's requisition?" Gu Rong asked suspiciously.

"This gentleman said with a smile, isn't the grain on the Huaishui officer's ship requisitioned and shipped out?" Dude said.

"Little brother, as far as I know, the grain lost in Huaishui was transferred by the imperial court from the Yangzhou official treasury?"

"And this? This little one didn't know it. Now this continuous collection of grain, not only the farmers have little way out, I heard that many farmers below have been arrested for making trouble, and they have also caused deaths, and now the price of rice is soaring, and our ordinary people are also sad and tight. The man said, shaking his head and sighing.

"Little brother, do you know who wrote this limerick?" Mu Yixue asked.

"I don't know about this little one, but I can hear the children's songs these days."

"Thank you, little brother."

"Okay, if you have any needs, you can do it again." After saying that, the man withdrew.

At this time, Mu Yixue had already drunk two teas, she got up and walked out of the tea shop, walked to the street and grabbed a boy in red, and asked with a smile: "Fu'er, what song are you reciting?" ”

The boy in red blinked and shook his head.

"Then did your master teach this poem?"

The boy in red blinked again, shook his head, and then turned back to the children who were playing with.

The other children ran over and pulled the red-clothed boy to let him go with him, when Murong Jia came over with his chest in his arms, stopped the children and said with a grin: "Now, if any of you tell me who taught this proverb, I will give you candied fruit to eat." As he spoke, he revealed the candied fruit he had brought from the table.

One of them, an older boy in blue, said, "I know, I know."

Then he pointed to the street corner and said, "When we were playing at the street corner, a big brother in a blue short coat taught us, and he gave us delicious food and made us sing every day." ”

"Can you help the big brother find the big brother in blue who teaches you poetry?"

The boy in blue nodded, then shook his head and said, "I don't know where the eldest brother lives, but my mother and I went to Dongshi Street to exchange rice, and on two occasions I saw him from a distance in the wine shop." ”

Murong Jia praised the children, so he divided the candied fruit, and the children happily took the candied fruit and ran away.

After Mu Yixue and Murong Jia came back, Gu Rong said: "This person who does limerick poetry must be a person who understands the inside story."

"That's right, this person must have written this poem in the hope that this poem could form a trend of rumors, and when the people's grievances abound, the court will send someone to investigate." Sima Jingwen said with a deep groan.

"Then let's go to Nadong Street to find the blue-clothed offspring that this boy said." Mu Yixue said.

I only heard Murong Jia shake his head and said: "I said what are you anxious about, there are so many young people on this street, just based on a child's words, how can you find it if you blindly look for it like this?" ”

Mu Yixue glared at Murong Jia and said, "Didn't Xiao Tong say that he would appear in the wine shop?" There are only a few liquor shops in this East Market Street, and since Xiao Tong has met her mother to exchange food, it is most likely in the liquor store near the grain market. ”

Then he glanced at Murong Jia and added: "I think you are impatient!" ”

Zhou Rong looked at Murong Jia and sneered, and then said "impatient", and the Qinghu sitting next to Murong Jia patted Murong Jia's shoulder and smiled.

Murong Jia slapped away Qinghu's hand and whispered, "It's presumptuous when you come out, be careful and I'll clean you up when you turn around." ”

Then he changed his expression and said, "It's not that I'm impatient, but I feel that I can't look for it so blindly, and isn't it just to ask about the current situation of grain collection in various counties?" ”

"And what do you say you should do?" Yi Xue asked.

"It's Shen Shizhong now, so why don't we go early tomorrow. Look at the price of rice in the market, and then ask the merchant situation, if you can find that young man, don't we have a number in our hearts if we can't find it? Murong Jia said with a serious expression.

"Well, that sounds like some truth." Sima Jingwen raised his eyebrows and nodded with a smile and said.

"What does it mean to make sense? It makes a lot of sense, okay. Murong Jia raised his voice and glared at Sima Jingwen.

Then he lowered his voice and said: "We are such a group of people, we don't look like businessmen, you see Gu Rongduo like an official sent by the imperial court for a private visit, I'm afraid that it will be easy to attract attention, so tomorrow we will go separately, everyone will find that young man while inquiring about the situation, and then visit the news of Luofeng Villa, if you can find out about Luofeng Villa, wouldn't it be better." After Murong Jia finished speaking, he picked up a tea cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

Everyone laughed when they heard this, Gu Rong pointed at Murong Jia and said with a smile: "It's rare that you can still say something so seriously!" ”

"Okay, you Gu Rong, am I very indecent in my life? Am I not serious? Murong Jia pointed to himself and asked the Qinghu next to him.

"Childe is extremely serious, only occasionally out of place." Qinghu replied with a smile.

Murong Jia stretched out his hand and patted Qinghu: "I won't give you food at night." ”

At this time, Mu Yixue beckoned his buddy and asked, "Little brother, where is this Dongshi Street?" ”

"Hui Gongzi, Dongshi Street is on the edge of the Chai River, and it is about two streets away from here to the east."

"Little brother, do you know Luofeng Villa?" Yi Xue asked in a low voice.

When the guy heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and replied with a smile: "Son, forgive me, Luofeng Villa only hears its name, but it never knows its true face." ”

Mu Yixue paid for the tea, and gave the guy a few baht as a tip, and in the guy's gift, the group left the tea shop.

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