042 There are more tears than on the Hall of Eternal Life

Early in the morning, Lu Xiangsheng left Sihai and walked through the back door, standing outside the towering courtyard wall of Sihai, as if what he had seen and heard in the past three days was that a poor scholar had walked into a dream-like illusion.

Without waiting long in the cold autumn wind of the capital, a monkey-like half-sized boy accompanied his old butler came over. He handed over the packed baggage to the old butler who had been there early, and then the monkey-like half-grown boy learned the posture of others and said with a glance:

"Lu Xianggong, my family is waiting for you in front."

Led by the monkey, Lu Xiangsheng slowly walked along the fence towards the alley. On the opposite side of the back wall of the four seas is a large low-rise tiled house, the windows and doors are facing the street, and the sound of a group of children can be heard from the faintly lit candlelight windows.

"All the kings of this day say, 'I can open up land for the king and fill the treasury.'" The so-called good ministers of today, and the so-called thieves of the ancients. Jun is not a countryman, not willing to be benevolent, but seeking wealth, is rich. 'I can fight for the king and the kingdom. 'The so-called good ministers of today, and the so-called thieves of the people in the past. Jun is not a countryman, not willing to be benevolent, but seeks to fight for it, which is an auxiliary also. From the way of today, there is no change in the customs of today, although it is with the world, it cannot live at one time. ””

Listening to the stumbling recitation, Lu Xiangsheng couldn't help but think of his school days. smiled and said to the little monkey who was walking ahead of him and could see that he was suppressing his steps: "It's time to see Mr. soon, this look is estimated to be a beating." ”

"I can't say it, it depends on the person, every time I recite a word wrong, my palm is three times ruthless. If it is the fourth willow back, as long as the back can be completed, Mr. will give him candy to eat. As he walked, the little monkey searched for the fallen leaves on the ground, and carried a few thick leaf tendons in his arms.

Lu Xiangsheng didn't speak when he thought about it, a gentleman has a temper, and his enlightenment husband loves to drink the most, and he loves to beat people when he drinks too much. He was always the first to jump out and endorse to Mr., and at this time Mr. began to drink, and his temper was still normal. Who knew that it would later become his own unforgettable ability.

The more you go inside, the more chaotic the alley is, the more it looks like the Ming Dynasty where Lu Xiangsheng lived.

Turning the corner, there was a small two-story building, and the little monkey who sent him over took his book and a big cake with meat from the little girl in the lobby on the first floor, said "Thank you, Wu Niang", and ran away with a smirk.

The little girl pointed upstairs and continued to look down at the little notebook in her hand.

Stepping on the squeaky and twisting stairs, Lu Xiangsheng walked up to the second floor.

There were a few tables on the second floor, and next to the window stood a strangely dressed young man. Lu Xiangsheng glanced at the two eunuchs and several brocade-clothed guards standing next to him. Only then did he straighten his scholarly brocade robe, and bowed down to it:

"Lu Xiangsheng, the prefect of the Daimyo Mansion of Chenyuan Zhili, has seen my emperor."

Hearing this, Zhu Youzhen turned around, no matter why, Lu Xiangsheng always felt that this saint looked at himself as if he was looking at an old acquaintance.

"Jiandou," Zhu Youzhen beckoned, "Come and take a look." ”

Lu Xiangsheng walked over, a little behind Zhu Youzhen, and looked out.

It turned out that behind the two-story building was a huge market and slaughterhouse, and it was the busiest time of the day.

Forty or fifty coolies were squatting on the ground waiting for work. A loaded wagon drove up with large bags of table salt.

"Eight people."

"Here comes the master." Behind the coolies, a foreman who appeared to be the group jumped out. Looking at the crowd rushing up, he raised his leg and kicked out a thin old man with gray hair.

"Anyone comes here to mingle."

The foreman, who was less than one meter five, had to bend over like a dog, with his head down, and his upper body. Soon, the foreman patted everyone's heads and selected eight people and brought them to the front of the salt shop's cart.

"Wow. Fifteen dollars per person. Hurry up and unload the car"

Watching the sturdy man begin to unload the car, the steward took out a pile of copper plates for the foreman. With such a little money, Lu Xiangsheng seemed to see the foreman smiling and counting some more from it, so he generously stuffed it to the steward. This was not the end of the matter, and the foreman ran to a small official sleeping on a chaise longue not far away, and threw dozens of copper coins into the copper kettle beside him.

Lu Xiangsheng couldn't help but clench his fists.

The coolies had a clear division of labor, two people unloaded the cart, and six people squatted at the chariot in turn, waiting for the people in the cart to throw the salt packet on their shoulders. Then quickly run a few steps, and then use inertia to throw the salt bag on the car next to it.

"Oops," just as he threw out, a coolie's thumb stuck on the hemp rope sealed by the salt bag, and the thumbnail cover was torn off at once, and the coolie screamed in pain but did not dare to let go, and saw that the thumb was deeply inserted into the salt bag.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, plus the wound protruded deep into the table salt. Lu Xiangsheng, who saw this scene, also gasped.

Zhu Youzhen patted Lu Xiangsheng, and at this time he realized that he had been standing by the window for a long time.

Zhu Youzhen walked to the table,

"Come, build, sit." Lu Xiangsheng was a little surprised, and was about to refuse. Zhu Youzhen smiled again and said:

"Why do you have to resist the will and disrespect me when you see me for the first time? I heard that Jiandou's young and heroic spirit is only two or three of my dynasty. This is not a court meeting, I know that Jiandou still has a prince in his heart. ”

Lu Xiangsheng also felt arrogant, and sat down on the bench next to the table with his side turned side.

The little monkey who brought Lu Xiangsheng over just now and the little girl downstairs walked up with a wooden plate, and skillfully put the tea and breakfast on the table.

Lu Xiangsheng observed his majesty by himself, and saw that he took it very easily, helping to set up the plate, not looking like an emperor at all. Putting down the dishes and chopsticks, the little girl and the little monkey sat down unceremoniously on the other side.

"Little monkey," Zhu Youzhen looked at the thin half-sized boy who looked like a monkey. It seems that there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames. "Why don't you see Mr. today?"

"Grandpa, Mr. went to Changping today." I just ran for nothing.

"Daddy, you eat a little more, too." Seeing that Zhu Youzhen was just drinking tea, Wu Niang pushed the small bowl over a little.

"This is the righteous daughter I received in Wang Gong's factory." Zhu Youzhen smiled and explained to Lu Xiangsheng. "Wang Gong's factory has been moved to Changping, and Jiandou can go and see it when he is free."

"Wu Niang, I will teach you a little poem today." Zhu Youzhen drank tea and groaned:

Don't sing the song of hatred of the past, the world also has its own galaxy.

In the stone trench village, there are more tears than in the palace of eternal life.

After that, he looked at the little girl seriously:

"Remember?"