Chapter 150: Buddha's Hand (1)
It's late at night.
The silver-white moonlight shone on the ground, and the crickets in the grass made a mournful cry.
The black door opened from the inside, and a slender woman walked in with her head bowed. The one who opened the door was an old woman, whose face was covered with furrows, but still coated with a thick layer of fat. Seeing the woman bow her head and walk into the door, she closed the door lightly, but hesitated a little when she was about to close it. She looked around through the crack in the door, and saw that there was no one on the street, so she closed the door tightly and walked towards the ancestral hall inside.
The ancestral hall is a public place in the village, and few people usually come in except on the fifteenth day of the new year. The young woman looked at the black cave ancestral hall, pursed her lips, and wrenched her hands together.
The old woman staggered and walked for a long time before returning to the ancestral hall. When she saw the young woman standing at the door of the ancestral hall, she did not say a word, but went around her and entered the ancestral hall, took out a fire sickle, lit a candle, and placed it on the windowsill at the entrance.
The candlelight flickered, illuminating the tablets in the ancestral hall.
The old woman narrowed her eyes and walked to the corner of the ancestral hall and sat down.
"Have you figured it out?"
"Back to the ancestors, Yue'er has thought about it."
"Have you really thought about it?"
"If you go back to your ancestors, you really think about it."
"If you think about it, you must not regret it." The old woman sighed lightly: "I called you to the ancestral hall just to let the ancestors and ancestors of our Zhang family take a look, and they all know all the grievances you have suffered for our Zhang family." Don't worry, the ancestors won't say anything about this, and I won't say anything about it. ”
After speaking, the old woman stood up, pointed to the tablets in the ancestral hall, and said, "Kowtow." ”
The young woman pursed her lips and knelt in front of the ancestral tablets as the old woman had commanded.
"Boom! Knock knock! After three kowtows, the young woman got up, but did not move.
"Wait, those who should come will come. When the sun rises tomorrow, our Zhang family will no longer be the Zhang family of the past. The old woman looked up at the door, and it was not until there was a sound of footsteps in the courtyard that she smiled, and staggered out again.
No sooner had the old woman left than a burly man walked in. The young woman did not look back, but let the man reach out and hug her.
"Isn't it okay to be in front of your ancestors?" The young woman said softly.
The man hesitated for a moment, then pointed to a darker spot next to him.
The young woman nodded, and the man let go.
But when the young woman turned around and saw the man's face clearly, she immediately cried out: "It's you!" How could it be you? ”
"Why can't it be me?" The man swept around the young woman's body with a pair of presumptuous eyes: "Didn't you appear here tonight just to be nice to me?" Don't worry, I will definitely love you well, and I will definitely let you give Zhang Jiasheng a white and chubby child. If you can't give birth, it doesn't matter, with the first year of junior high school, there are fifteen. Who told you to marry the man who didn't fight for it? ”
"Nope! Don't come here! The young woman escorted herself to the offering table and retreated: "The person that the ancestor told me about is not you!" ”
"Isn't it enough to be a man? I know who you're thinking, but it's a pity that the man is timid and doesn't want to. The old woman also had no choice but to find me. Whoever calls me a member of the Zhang family, only I can let you give birth to a decent Zhang family. The man smirked, "Well, it's the same when you blow out the lamp and close your eyes." It's useless for you to be afraid, and it's useless to run away, because when I first came in, I had already locked the courtyard door. You know better than I know where this ancestral hall is. Here, even if you shout in your throat, it's useless. Come, listen to me, and we'll treat it as nothing. ”
"Nope! I will never be with you...... I won't die with you. The young woman shook her head: "If it weren't for you...... If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am today. You...... How did you deceive your ancestors? ”
"Ancestor? She also deserves to be called her ancestor. The man spat on the ground: "Do you think the old woman is kind?" I'll tell you, what kind of person I am, she knows best. She also knows very well what I have done to you, to that useless man in your family. But she didn't care. All she cares about is the face of her ancestors, the so-called face of the entire Zhang family. This kind of person is the most hateful. ”
The man said, and pounced on the young woman: "The spring night is short, let's hurry up and do serious things." ”
In the ancestral hall, the flickering candle flame was blown out by the sudden gust of wind, and a moment later, there was the sound of staggering footsteps......
Xing Ruyi has the habit of getting up early, but he doesn't like to make breakfast when he is sleepy.
The prosperous Tang Dynasty was prosperous, although it was not as convenient as later generations, but there was also a place to sell breakfast.
She got up early to enjoy the fireworks under the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty. A table, a few stools, a plate of porridge, two side dishes, not breakfast but lively.
Compared with the serious wine shop restaurant, this lively breakfast stall is more humane, and the stories heard are more strange and lively.
"Hey, isn't this the torture shopkeeper of the rouge shop? Why didn't you bring that puppy with you today? ”
People here rarely see foxes, and always think of the thousand-year-old fox she holds as a cute puppy.
Xing Ruyi didn't bother to explain, so he was misunderstood by others.
Hearing the kind question, she grinned and said, "The puppy is snooze, and the thing like getting up early to drink porridge is not called it." ”
"That's what I said, we drink all green vegetable porridge, and people's puppies love to eat bones, not the right taste, even if they come, they feel tasteless and boring."
"Why do I listen to Lao Xu, you are a little sour when you say this? Is it that your mother-in-law has been treating you harshly recently and not letting you eat meat and gnaw bones? ”
Most of the people who get up early to eat are low-class workers or hawkers who make a living from stalls, and they don't speak as thoughtful and elaborate as scholars, they all think in their hearts and say what they say.
"Well, I'm really telling you to be right. My lady said that the child is about to go to school, and everything that should be saved in the future must be saved. There is meat, and there are bones, but I don't have my share. I, in the future, can only smell the smell of meat. ”
"Pitiful, pitiful, but there are a few people in the world who are not pitiful."
Xing Ruyi was drinking porridge while listening to the big brothers arguing. When I looked up, I saw a team of catchers walking over.
"It's strange, it's just dawn this day, and the catchers are ready to go out to handle the case?"
"Speaking of handling cases, it seems that at the fifth watch, I heard the sound of drums on the side of the yamen."
"It's the sound of drumming." The boss who sold porridge took over: "It seems that there was a murder and a person died." ”
"Murder? Dead person? Where is this murder? Who is this who died? ”
"Do you know Nanwang Village?"
"Is that the Nanwang Village that lives by selling medicine?"
"Yes, it's the Nanwang Village that lives by selling medicines. The one who died was a young woman in Nanwang Village, named Shen Mingyue. It was Zhang Youfu, a villager from Nanwang Village, who beat the drum to report the crime, but it was found that Shen Mingyue died in the ancestral hall but a fool from Nanwang Village, named Zhang Donglin. ”
"Zhang Donglin, but that Zhang Donglin was framed for selling fake drugs and tortured for a while before being released after being sent to the government?"
"That's him. Because of this false accusation, our original official master was also stripped of his official clothes and sent back to his hometown. As for this Donglin, people were released, but they became crazy and stupid, and they were demented. This newly married lady remarried someone else, and her father and mother also became angry because of his affairs, and a good family was scattered like this.
This Zhang Donglin, when he didn't get sick, was fine, but when he got sick, he walked around the village. Last night, he didn't know what evil was going on, so he went to the ancestral hall in the village. Immediately after, he found Shen Mingyue lying in the ancestral hall, covered in blood. ”
"This Mingyue shouldn't have been killed by Zhang Donglin, a fool, right?"
Mo Hu said, Mo guessed, what I said was also heard from the mouths of those officials who passed by. As for the details, let's wait for the government to start the trial and then go over and listen to it. Having said that, in our Luoyang City, there has not been such a strange murder case for a long time. ”
"It's only been a few days of peace, who is looking forward to this life lawsuit. Brothers, it's not too early, let's hurry up and eat, hurry up and get busy after eating, this busy work is over, maybe we can go to the yamen to join in the fun. ”
"Shh~" The porridge stall owner made a gesture, and everyone saw that the catchers had just come back quickly, but there were a few more people behind them. One of them, in tattered clothes, looked a little crazy, should be Zhang Donglin, who was the first to arrive at the scene of the murder as the eldest brother said just now. He was followed by a middle-aged man about forty years old, with a fair face, and a smile on his face all the way. Later, it's like a shift man.
"Who's that smiling eyebrow?"
"That is Zhang Youfu, a villager from Nanwang Village who beat the drum to report the crime." Someone answered: "Do you know how the name Zhang Youfu came from?" It is said that this Zhang Youfu will smile as soon as he is born. At that time, I was frightened of the stable woman who delivered the baby to his mother. The stable woman was stunned and slapped him a few times on his body, and then he cried. But just after crying, he was smiling and smiling, which made people really like it, so the Zhang family named him Zhang Youfu. Later, as this Zhang Youfu grew up day by day, the villagers found out that the slaps that this kid was beaten by Wen Po were really wronged, because he was born with smiling eyebrows and smiling lips, even if he didn't make any expressions, he looked like he was smiling. There are also people who say that this one is blessed, just like the Maitreya Buddha in the temple, he is born with a smile and is a blessed person. So, in private, some people called him Little Maitreya. It was because of this blessed appearance that he became the village chief of Nanwang Village. ”
"You say this, I don't agree, my family is from Dongwang Village, adjacent to this Nanwang Village, this blessed thing, I know best. People don't just rely on that smiling village chief to be the village chief, but they are really blessed. ”
"What blessing? Didn't he pick up a daughter-in-law by mistake, and by the way, he picked up an old man who could distinguish herbal medicine, and then began to sell medicine with the entire Nanwang Village. However, having said that, this Zhang Youfu really relied on this medicine to change from a poor boy to a rich man now. ”
"Selling medicine? What kind of medicine is this selling, and it can be worth so much money? Xing Ruyi quietly raised his hand and asked.
It was still the eldest brother who claimed to be Dongwang Village, who stretched out a hand and shook it in front of Xing Ruyi: "Buddha's hand!" Have you ever heard of this Buddha's hand, the torture shopkeeper? ”