Chapter 2: Returning to the People on a Snowy Night (2)
The next morning, Yang Hanxing got up and pushed open the window, the ground was two feet thick and white, and the clouds were still gloomy and pressed down, but the snow stopped.
As soon as it was opened, the cold wind poured a chill into her neck, and she quickly turned it off.
Slowly getting dressed and getting out of bed, her feet hurt all the time after walking a few steps, Yang Hanxing opened her socks and saw that there were obvious signs of swelling, she then remembered that when she jumped off the roof last night, because of the slippery ground, she was a little staggering, in order not to show her timidity in front of Yang Yanhe, she forced herself not to show it. I didn't see any pain yesterday, and she thought it was okay.
But fortunately, it is only a little swollen, and there is no bruising, and this level, no matter how good it is in two days, it should be fine. But what if her job happened to be delayed in the past two days?
Yang Hanxing sighed.
No matter how distressed and reluctant she was, she still groped and opened the dark compartment under the bedside pillow, found a piece of broken silver, and jumped to the gate on one leg.
Open the door and back away. The next moment there was an expected grunt, and a man fell in, and because she had the foresight to step back, the scab-hard jacket did not touch her skirt.
The person outside the door was Fang Ming.
It seems that Fang Cai should still be asleep, and he woke up when he was planted. He looked around in confusion: "Huh? What are you doing, I didn't steal anything yesterday......"
"Get out."
Yang Hanxing's eyes swept towards the upper half of his body.
"It's such a cold day," he saw Yang Hanxing before he came to his senses completely, grinning, like a street gangster who didn't really look old - in fact, if you want to look at his appearance, he is indeed not very old, but his beard and hair are tangled all day long, and there is three feet of mud on his face, and no one can see his appearance, "Make an exception and let me go in to warm up." ”
"Mrs. Li lives on the street behind her, you go and ask her if she lets you into her house......" Yang Hanxing stretched out his foot to hook him to ask for food, and threw the broken bowl out, and felt the pain in his ankle, and then reacted - her foot was injured, "Oops! ”
"Oh, don't."
She often did this on weekdays, and she had really broken Fang Ming's bowl several times, so even if Yang Hanxing hadn't touched his bowl at all this time, Fang Ming still hurriedly protected the bowl and threw it out. Yang Hanxing followed and took a step forward, just stuck him outside the threshold.
"I'm still worried about what you're doing," Fang Ming put the bowl into the same dirty bag he was carrying, and sighed, "It's really distressing, hey, Sister Hanxing, I was kind to you at the beginning, and you did this to your life-saving benefactor?" ”
When she first lived alone, she didn't understand anything and almost couldn't survive. It was indeed Fang Ming who took her in and taught her some skills - such as how to unknowingly touch people's money bags in the flow of people and so on. But at that time, he also bullied her for not understanding anything, and she was so desperate to steal the things she stole back with all her life, and he coaxed her to cheat her into two or eight points.
If she hadn't met Master later, she might have been caught stealing something and beaten to death.
"Yes, I am also reporting, otherwise you think I am willing to let a beggar sleep in front of my house every day?" Yang Hanxing refused to talk to him, "The grace of saving lives is really not necessary-get up, I have something to look for you." ”
As she spoke, she raised her hand, and the silver was thrown into Fang Ming's arms.
Seeing the silver, Fang Ming became a little serious. He put it in the palm of his hand, and originally wanted to bite it, but when he saw Yang Hanxing's eyes, he stopped: "What, reward me?" ”
"Think beautifully. Baicaotang, looking for Dr. Zhang, will prescribe some more of the external medicines that invigorate blood circulation and eliminate blood stasis last time. ”
"Really hurt?"
It's true that Fang Ming always wants to take advantage of her, and it's true that he cares, he has been under the same roof for almost two years, and he was a friend who was almost beaten to death for stealing something.
Yang Hanxing understood, so he didn't say anything: "It's a small injury, it's okay." ”
"I told you a long time ago," he looked like hindsight again, "How good it would be for the girl's family to marry quickly and be safe, she had to practice martial arts with that Su Yu back then, and now she is still doing such a life-saving and scolded by thousands of people." ”
"Is it true that someone will marry you if you keep stealing from you? Or can you find someone to marry me, an orphan girl with no father or mother? "After standing for a long time, her feet and neck are prone to pain, not to mention that she is still injured.
Yang Hanxing closed the door and refused to talk nonsense with him: "Go and go back quickly, the rest is yours." ”
Their yamen in the Ming Dynasty did not have a mid-year break for the second grade of Shangshu, let alone the little officials who did not have any grade. Except for the winter solstice and the New Year, you have to go to the yamen. However, their Dongchang Yamen has always been relaxed, as long as there is nothing important, it is okay to arrive late and leave early. So Yang Hanxing was not in a hurry, and took a broom to sweep the snow in the yard in front of the door, while waiting for Fang Ming to come back.
It was quite fast, but after a quarter of an hour, there was a knock on the door.
"Here, the heavy snow has blocked the road, and the medicinal materials are difficult to transport in, and they are three or four dollars more expensive than usual," the medicine was three or four dollars more expensive, and he lost three or four dollars, Fang Ming sighed very much, and the action of taking something out of the broken bag was reluctant, "Oh yes, also, someone gave me this thing on the road." ”
He took out the medicine, and there was a small box, and handed it to Yang Hanxing.
An ordinary wooden square box with a small buckle on it, which is now fastened. Yang Hanxing turned over and over, and didn't see anything special, so he opened it.
An emerald bracelet.
She doesn't use jewelry much on weekdays, so she doesn't care much about it. But even a person like her who doesn't know how to do it can also see that this bracelet is in excellent condition, as if there is water flowing in it, and it is a pool of turquoise under the snow.
"Don't talk about fifty taels of silver," Fang Ming looked at him with envy beside him, "Oh, look at this color......"
Yang Hanxing closed the box, she probably knew who it was, but it was still necessary to ask: "Who?" What was said? ”
"I didn't say anything, as for the people," he said, "it should be the wife of the eunuch's family—who it is, I really don't know." I met it on the way back from buying medicine, and a group of maids followed me, but it was magnificent, and she was dressed magnificently. Seeing me walking alone on the road, he got out of the sedan chair, saying that it was really pitiful for me to come out to beg for a living on such a cold day, and asked the maid to go to the sedan chair and get some boxes for me - hey, you said she didn't say anything, in case I really didn't understand - or pretended not to understand, what if I kept it myself? ”
"Because I'm sure you can understand, don't dare to pretend you don't understand." Yang Hanxing didn't pay attention to his quips, "Who the hell is it?" ”
"I really met it by chance," Fang Ming snorted, "It's already hard to figure out that it wasn't really given to me, how can I know who she is?" ”
Yang Hanxing leaned against the door frame and laughed: "I don't know who it is, but I can figure it out and hand it over to me, Fang Ming, I think you treat me like a fool - I said at the time, I'll give you a place to live, you have to be honest with me, as a result, did you beggars keep their promises like this?" ”
There is such a thing as a beggar gang, which is often in the market books, but in fact there is no such thing. Although Fang Ming said definitely when he bragged occasionally, Yang Hanxing still felt that it needed to be verified.
Anyway, the beggars she has seen are not the best masters, and there will be a lot of stealing chickens and dogs.
However, at least among the beggars and displaced people in the capital, there is indeed an organization, and the territory will be demarcated, there are upper and lower classes, and the lower class has a fixed number of days every day to be handed over to the upper class. At the beginning, Fang Ming just couldn't pay enough for the daily salary, so he coaxed her to be a helper.
But when the newcomer comes, he has to be informed layer by layer, and each person has a head money.
Fang Ming didn't say anything at that time because he was light, he just broke the rules, so after he was discovered, he was beaten, and the original territory was also robbed of the opportunity.
There was also competition between beggars, and other beggars refused to let him settle down, and when he went, he would fight, and he had to stay in exile all the time. It wasn't until later that he met Yang Hanxing, who had already taken a ride in Dongchang and earned money to rent a house, seeing that he was really pitiful, and remembering that he was not bad except for her money, so he gave him a corner under the gate, which was considered to be a little settled.
"Don't talk nonsense!" Fang Ming hurriedly waved his hand, "Although we are homeless, we are also homeless people!" At the feet of the Son of Heaven, where would he do such a gang and faction thing! ”
"It's all homeless, pay back your duty. "Yang Hanxing stretched out her hand to close the door: "You really don't want to say that I can go back, and you don't want to keep the contract, then the bridge will return to the bridge and the road will return, and tomorrow will ......."
Although the beggar gang is not as powerful as rumored, after all, there are many people, and they run around all day and night, and the degree of intelligence is indeed first-class, and Dongchang Jinyiwei also buys news from them - so where in the capital will there be people he really doesn't know, and he doesn't dare to take this box if he really doesn't know him.
"Don't mind! Let's talk about it," Fang Ming muttered, Yang Hanxing has always been ruthless and true when he says what he says, he is honest and true, so he still said, "Alas, the news from our gang can't be spread!" I really don't want to get involved in these things with you! ”
He suddenly lowered his voice: "Scholar Yang." ”
Really.
Yang Hanxing lowered his head and groaned, and Fang Ming next to him was asking, "What?" Do you want to accept this thing or not? ”
"Why don't you take it?" Yang Hanxing stuffed the box into her arms, and what did she do with this work of ten thousand people without receiving gifts or money?
"You wait a minute."
She turned and went into the house, and after a while, she came out again with a charcoal basin, and a piece of paper in her other hand.
Fang Ming didn't know why: "What are you doing?" ”
"Make a fire."
Aunt Liu happened to pass by with small steps at the door: "What are you doing, Hanxing?" ”
"It's getting colder and colder on this snowy day, I really can't bear it, I want to burn the charcoal pot, the yard is smoky, I'm afraid that the owner of the flower tree will not want to," Yang Hanxing commanded Fang Ming's thin wooden strips to be erected, and charcoal was placed on it, and he greeted him, "Auntie is going to buy vegetables?" ”
"Yes, I thought that if I waited for the cabbage to be cheaper, who knew that it would suddenly snow, and if I waited for it to be gone," Aunt Liu sighed, "Hanxing, charcoal, it's not cheap." ”
"It's not cheap, you have to burn it," Yang Hanxing smiled, "Otherwise, it will be troublesome to catch the wind chill at that time." ”
"Well, my house has to burn up."
Yang Hanxing chatted with her: "Hey, auntie, how much is a pound of cabbage?" ”
"A penny and a pound, double the price of last year, this world - hey, the aunt will not tell you first," Aunt Liu pushed open the door of her house, "There are so many people in our family, we have to stock up on a big cart of cabbage, I have to go to the cellar first-you also remember to stock up on vegetables for the winter!" ”
"Okay, remember! You're busy with your going, I'll go back when I'm done. ”
"No, what the hell are you doing here?" Aunt Liu's figure was completely hidden behind the door, and Fang Ming spoke again, her voice still low, like a thief.
"Collecting money to do things is reassuring."
Yang Hanxing took out the fire fold, lit the piece of paper in her hand, and threw it into the charcoal basin, the fire soon burned the thin wooden strips, and the charcoal began to faintly turn red, and the words and paintings on the paper turned into ashes in an instant, and the ashes of the grass and trees were indistinguishable.
"Don't you want to know a lot, and the left and right have nothing to do with you," Yang Hanxing threw the fire fold at him, "After a while, the smoke will dissipate, and the charcoal basin will go into the house, and the doors and windows will be closed tightly - don't let Mrs. Li see you enter the courtyard!" ”
"What are you doing?"
"Go to the yamen."
"Hey!" Fang Ming shouted at her back as she said to go, "It's such a cold day! I ran to buy you the medicine in the morning, and you didn't need to leave? ”
Yang Hanxing didn't look back, only waved at him, the palm of his hand seemed to be the ointment given to her just now, and he didn't see it clearly when she walked too fast.