Book 2: The Journey of the Dead One Hundred and Twenty-Seven: Outsider Things

"Looking at the people of the north and the south, coming and going non-stop, just looking at the beautiful scenery in front of me once, I already feel satisfied. How do you know that those dignitaries and dignitaries can come here often, what you are rare is accustomed to others. ”

Tang Xun drank the last sip of peony tea, looked at the moonlight of the lake, and sighed with emotion.

"You old liar, you can get drunk after drinking tea, can you say these stupid things?" Wu Jingxing said rarely: "People in the world have different abilities, and the status they obtain is naturally different. You go all over the world alone, but you can make a lot of money, but it's just because of your own fortune-telling methods. And those wealthy families who have been deceived by you, each with a manor of thousands of acres and thousands of servants, if you manage their property in turn, can you have this ability? Even if you drink the tea now, it still depends on my ability to enjoy the treatment of the king. Is it also because of my poor ability to bring back more water and distribute this tea to everyone? ”

"People have different abilities, but there is no distinction between high and low. All things in the world are born and raised, and they should be treated equally. Qiu Shaohu also said: "But there are always people in the world who abuse their authority, causing the upper and lower to deviate from morality, and the difference between the high and the low." For example, the royal family and officials can rely on fast horses to go to the mountains to fetch water for themselves, but every time they come to this bridge, they have to drive away the people next to them, is it too much. ”

"Well, that's true," Tang Xun praised, "That's what I want to say, you're much more dexterous than my mouth." ”

"I just feel it." After drinking the tea, Qiu Shaohu leaned on the railing by the bridge, stunned.

The lake by the bridge, this scene seems to be seen everywhere in the world, but the same scenery can evoke the memories of the past and produce different emotions.

In an instant, what did Qiu Shaohu think of? Is it on the island of forgetfulness day and night to memorize the classics, is it in the snowy mountains and Mu Fang and others The time is frozen, or is it more in the past, when I am still a child living near the capital......

"Even though there is a huge disparity in status, everyone comes to the capital for their own purpose," Tang Xun came over again and said, "It's like me, except to deceive again...... Ah no, to make more money, just come and see the old people. What about you, I don't know what you are going to do when you come to Kangjing this time? ”

"Go see Mother." Qiu Shaohu said.

For him, there seemed to be many purposes this time, including finding out about the resting place, finding the enemy, and Li Yixuan also came here...... But the original purpose has not changed, just for his mother.

While thinking, Qiu Shaohu got up from the railing, and suddenly found that his palms were dyed black for some reason, and then he saw that there was a lot of handwriting written on the railing of this white jade bridge.

"These are all written by officials who traveled here with the emperor," Tang Xun glanced at and explained: "Those who came out with the emperor are some local officials in Kangjing, and they are different from the real Beijing officials in the court, they are in high positions and can see the emperor every day." The local magistrate only relied on his position to be a little closer to the imperial palace, nominally in Beijing, but in fact there was not much difference from those poor and remote county magistrates, and the grade was too low, and he was not even qualified to meet in person. ”

"The emperor is also aware of this matter, so he calls them to condolence from time to time, which can be regarded as the qualification to give them face saints. Occasionally, some of these people would take this opportunity to show their loyalty to the emperor, either by writing a painting on the bridge in the hope that the emperor would appreciate it, or by writing some bold words and vowing to do their best to the emperor. ”

"Hey, it's actually all gossip, these words, two more rains, and they will be washed away."

Tang Xun didn't care.

But Qiu Shaohu stared at a piece of handwriting, and there was a faint blood red in his eyes.

He still remembered Lian Yang's memories and other people's letters, and he remembered them vividly, even in the form of the handwriting written by those people.

Some of the letters to Lian Yang have the same handwriting on them as those left on the bridge at this moment!

"Mother, it seems that the time for me to go to you will be postponed again."

Qiu Shaohu said in his heart.

……

"That person, it seems to be, Chen Yan, he is also a member of the sergeant who returned from the north, I have seen him in the army, I don't know when he will be disarmed and go to serve as a guard for the big family." Cheng Tingdong suddenly recognized the leader of the guards behind Yi Jun, it was a middle-aged man who was not smiling, Cheng Tingdong rolled his eyes, had an idea, and then said to his son: "I have a way, I will go to him in a while, make friends with him, and pull the group of guards to drink, so that they can separate from Yi Jun." Yi Jun himself is here to have fun, and he will definitely go upstairs later, you go and follow him and steal his list. ”

"You must want me to go?" Cheng Xiangxian hesitated a little, "I ...... about stealing chickens and dogs"

"You found the people, you set the plan, you have to make some expressions," Cheng Tingdong said directly, "Or let's change, you go and make friends with Chen Yan and them!" ”

Cheng Tingdong's words were calm, but Cheng Xiangxian could hear that there was a little dissatisfaction in them.

"Then I'd better steal something." Cheng Xiangxian could only be secretly distressed, he knew this, if only he brought a few more people with him.

Cheng Shi's father and son immediately divided their labor and cooperated, Cheng Tingdong took a pot of wine and took the initiative to find Chen Yan and other guards. At this time, Yi Jun had been pulled in front by the bustard alone, and Chen Yan and the others were about to follow, when they suddenly saw Cheng Tingdong. Chen Yan was startled just now, but then he saw clearly that it was Cheng Xiangxian, and the whole person relaxed again, obviously remembering the other party, both sides were northerners, and these people under him were basically from outside Kangjing. At this time, he was in a foreign land, and he also felt very cordial, so it was difficult to refute his face, so Chen Yan took other guards and sat around a table, drinking and talking with Cheng Tingdong.

In this way, Yi Jun and his guards were completely separated, and on the other hand, Cheng Cheng followed him secretly, listening to the old bustard flatteringly, "You can't come when you're old, the sisters are tired of waiting." Over there, Yijun replied with a smile, "Then this time, I must have a few more drinks with my old mother." Here, the old bustard said again, "But Wan Xian'er is already waiting for Uncle Yi in the Tianzi No. 1 room upstairs, so she can't wait too long" and so on......

These messy things, Cheng Cheng Xian listened to it dizzily, if it weren't for his father's explanation, he couldn't wait to leave. It wasn't until I heard the words "Tianzi No. 1 Room" that my eyes lit up, and my heart said that I won't waste time with you below, and you have to go there left and right, so I'll go there first and wait to see if you can come then.

The decision has been made, Cheng Xiangxian didn't stare at Yi Jun here, turned over and went upstairs directly, recognized the direction of the Tianzi room, and went straight inside.

But looking at the door of the innermost room decorated with aromatherapy mahogany, there is a big "one" word, guessing that this should be the "Tianzi No. 1 room" in their mouths, and then looking at the door is hidden, but there is no one inside, guessing that the "Wan Xian'er" in the mouth of the old bustard should not have come yet, and he just went in to find a place to hide.

After pushing the door open, I stepped in cautiously, looking cautious, but my heart was "sudden". Cheng Fuxian was also secretly funny, thinking that he had seen a lot of life and death situations since he was a child, but it was the first time he had encountered such a stealing of chickens and dogs. If given a choice, he would rather go to war.

"All the gods bless, don't go wrong!" Cheng Fuxian thought secretly in his heart, and at the same time saw that next to the woman's dressing cabinet next to him, there was actually a statue of a Bodhisattva, with his habit of not worshipping without gods, so he couldn't help but bow down.

But looking at the interior decoration, it is extremely luxurious, with gold-inlaid dishes and chopsticks, carved wooden cabinets, and a ceiling decorated with night pearls...... Cheng went to many large households first, and it would not hurt to say that it was decorated like this. But thinking that this room is for the Qinglou woman who sold herself, it is a little more ironic for a while.

"It seems that those Qinglou women also have three, six, nine and so on, what is the highest level called...... Oiran? Such a good room, or No. 1, is it specially prepared for them? Cheng Quxian tried his best to recall in his mind his meager and barren knowledge about Qinglou.

The top priority is to find a place to hide first. Cheng Fuxian tried his best to suppress the messy thoughts in his head, and said in his heart that his father would explain his own affairs, and he must not mess up this time. This table seems to be big enough, and it seems that it is possible to hide it underneath. The cabinet is also very spacious, but if someone comes in and opens it. And this man......

"Ahh O disciple! A graceful woman wearing a bath towel and dripping water suddenly screamed.

"No, girl, I'm ......" Cheng Fuxian hurriedly explained, "Don't shout yet, I'm the ...... Yes, it's a subordinate of Lord Yijun, and he asked me to come over first......"

But how could that Oiran Wanxian believe it, screaming while picking up the dressing box next to her and smashing it towards Cheng Fuxian, making Cheng Xiangxian embarrassed.

Cheng went to the first place and did suffer the loss of insufficient knowledge. On the one hand, he didn't know that the Oiran's room was extremely spacious, and the bathroom in the back room alone occupied a huge area, and before receiving distinguished guests, he had to spend a long time bathing and grooming in his room, and it was impossible for the room to be empty during this time.

On the other hand, this kind of top brand is not something that can be seen casually, even Yi Jun has to give a noble gift outside the door now, burn incense and wait for the makeup inside to be finished before being allowed to enter. So even if Yi Jun can't come because of something, how can he ask a subordinate to break into the other party's room casually, which is not in line with the rules of the Qinglou at all.

It is also because of this that Wan Xian'er can conclude that Cheng Quxian must be a "bad guy" who broke in and was indecent.

But this kind of rules of the Qinglou, how can Cheng go to know in advance?

It is also a dumb person who eats coptis chinensis, and he can't say that he is bitter.