"Why?"

Because the Wei family is a mountain bandit. On being ruthless, where can the powerful be ruthless?

Ye Fuliu said firmly, "Three words, it's not easy to mess with." Wei San Langjun really has a great background, and he is not afraid of the powerful. ”

While talking, they entered the inner courtyard, and the two closed the door, talking without any scruples.

"Merchants are not good at this, they pay taxes along the road, and they are plucked all the way along the way."

Ye Fuliu sat in the inner courtyard and said to Su Qiu while flipping through the account book, "This year's commission tax has been given to the Jiang County Yamen, and we are collecting donations again." Let's stay in Jiangxian for a long time, so that we can earn back the taxes and fees we have paid. ”

Su Qiu lived in Wukou Town for two months, and she liked this Jiangnan town in her heart.

"Lady, can't we stay and live forever? This ancestral house is well laid out, facing the river for easy travel, and the neighbors are also kind. ”

Ye Fuliu thought seriously for a while.

"I like to stay for a few more months, but I can't stay for a long time."

Stay and live permanently, everyone in the town knows her, how can she resell other houses. If you don't rely on the old business of reselling houses to make money, do you still want to make money in the cloth business?

Ye Fuliu slowly closed the account book: "I found out that there is a house in my ancestors, which is in disrepair and no one takes care of it. Before autumn and winter, let's go over and take a look. If you look good, move in before the end of the year. ”

The ancestors of the Ye family were rich and liked to spend money everywhere to buy houses, Su Qiu had long been used to it, so he only regretted the authenticity, "Sure enough, can't you live permanently?" I don't know if Wei Langjun's illness next door will get better when we go back this time? ”

"Listen to Wei Da, Wei Langjun is only twenty-six, right? It is the age when men are in their prime, as long as they are properly diagnosed and treated, the medicine is correct, and the recovery of health is very fast. ”

Ye Fuliu remembered his recent interactions, "Speaking of which, on the day the Ye family opened the door for the banquet, he was my guarantor, and he talked for so long under the wall next door, but he didn't hear a stuffy cough or wheezing. Are you feeling better? ”

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In the past few days, there has been a dull cough and wheezing in the chest, and the Ye family has found out, and of course the Wei family has found it earlier.

"There is really something wrong with the previous medicine!" Wei Da pinched the old and new formulas, and hated him so much that he almost dripped.

Lin Langzhong, who has a bald brain, is unreliable, and the Wei family is not in a hurry to take the new prescription he prescribed. In the past two days, I just stopped the previous medication.

In the first two days of stopping the drug, the cough intensified, and the chest tightness and palpitation.

On the third day after stopping the drug, the throat still coughed occasionally, but the muffled cough and wheezing from deep in the chest gradually subsided.

The old prescription was prescribed by Qi Laolang, who was invited in April. Qi Lao Langzhong is a famous doctor from far and near, Jiangning Mansion has seen a lifetime of diagnosis for nobles, and he returned to his hometown to care for the elderly when he is old.

Spring and summer alternate in April, and the seasons change. Wei Huan's illness at that time was extremely bad, and Wei was in a hurry to go to the doctor, and when he heard that Qi Langzhong was old and senior, he came to the door and invited someone to him. The recipe did have a miraculous effect, and after a dose of medicine, Wei Huan, who had fallen into a semi-coma, regained consciousness.

Wei Da was pleasantly surprised, and soon came to the doctor again with the golden cake in his hand. But this time, Qi Lao Langzhong shirked in every possible way, the weather was hot, he was old, and he refused to go to the clinic again, so he only sent a warm prescription.

The effect of the warm supplement prescription is much worse. A few days later, Qi Lao Langzhong's family moved away, and no one knew where they had moved to, and no one could be found.

This is why Lin Langzhong was later forcibly tied up for medical treatment.

Wei Da was remorseful, "That old man surnamed Qi doesn't know who he has received from him, and he prescribes such a harmful prescription!" Only the first pair of medicines was effective, but the prescription prescribed later damaged the body, no wonder he couldn't find him later! ”

Wei Huan sat on the only chair in the wooden building, his slender fingertips caressing the rosewood armrest, and there was no answer.

The early morning sunlight reflected on the railing of the wooden building, reflecting the silver embroidered bamboo and stone patterns on the blue hem. Today's wooden building because of the placement of two ice books, the stuffiness has subsided a lot.

Although Wei Huan couldn't feel the heat, he could feel the cool wind blowing by his side.

His gaze fell on the big ice book covered with rosewood at his side.

Rosewood wood is the most suitable for fine carving, and it is confronted with a very familiar pattern of pine cranes, turtles and beasts that last for life, and the slightest wisps of cool air spread along the gaps in the hollow pattern.

Green pines, turtles, immortals sitting under the tree playing the flute, and white cranes dancing with wings around them...... Missing a head. A layer of skin has been scraped off the corners, revealing bare planks.

The scene was inexplicably a little funny, and Wei Huan's gaze fell on the headless crane.

"The Ye family forgot to repair the carving?"

Wei Da patted his head and remembered this stubble.

"In the morning, when she went to take the morning food, Ye Xiaoniang raised her mouth and said that she was drawing the head of the crane, and when she finished painting, she would take it to the carpenter to work. But the crane was dancing to the flute, and it was okay to turn its head to the east and to the west. Little Lady Ye asked me to tell Lang Jun to give her two more days to think about whether the crane's head should turn to the east or to the west. ”

Wei Huan was clearly not smiling, but there was an inconspicuous smile in his eyes. "It's good to be in the east."

"Huh?" Wei Da scratched his head, "I don't know much about these carving techniques. Lang Jun felt that it was good for the crane's head to face east, so I turned around and said to Mrs. Ye. ”

Wei Da spread the old and new prescriptions on the bookcase and compared them back and forth.

"Lang Jun, since the old recipe has been stopped, and Lin Lang has opened a new recipe, should we grab a pair and try it?"

Wei Huan pondered for a moment and agreed: "Try it." ”

The Ye family is really doing business, Bing Jian not only "buy one get one free", but also filled a whole box full of ice cubes to resist the wooden building. Wei Da looked around with satisfaction, now there are two ice jians in the left and right corners, the summer heat has subsided, and it is reassuring for Lang Jun to bask in the sun for a while.

"Lang Jun sit down for a while, and I'll go and see the new nest of pigeons. The new loft is indispensable. Wei Da turned around and went downstairs.

Wei Huan sat alone for a while, the sun shining into the wooden building, and he felt the heat of the sun on his body. He got up and rolled up the bamboo curtain and looked down at the railing.

The little lady of the Ye family, who couldn't stay idle next door, was sitting in the shade of the middle courtyard at this moment, holding a pen and paper in her hand and concentrating on sketching something, I don't know if she was depicting the head of the crane.

Wei Huan stared for a moment.

Sure enough, it was drawing cranes. I copied the whole picture of the pine crane turtle longevity immortal, and two crane heads were drawn on it. One looks east, one west. As if it was difficult to choose, she put down her pen and stared at her two heads.

The original carving of the Songhe, Turtle, and Shou Immortal pattern stood quietly beside Wei Huan at this moment. Thin and slender fingers slowly caressed the rosewood carving.

The sun rises in the east, and the morning sun is pine. There is still a rising day on the pine branches.

The crane spreads its wings to the sun and dances.

The ice of the crane turtle longevity pattern was originally used by the elders in the family and placed in the bedroom of the elders.

As a child, he often took a nap in his grandmother's bed. The summer is hot, and the heat makes it difficult for young children to sleep. My grandmother opened the storeroom and found the largest ice jar and put it in her bedroom.

Young children are hot and cold, and they can't wait to fall asleep with Bingjian in their arms on long summer days. When he woke up from a nap, he often found his hands stretched out from the bed to the outside of the bed, pressed against the carvings of the wooden lid of Bingjian, and the small back of his hands pressed down on many undulating pine needle prints.

Wei Huan pressed the back of his hand against the pine branch carving.

On this equally hot June summer day in the south of the Yangtze River, the ice cubes in Bingjian gradually melted, and the white mist drifted into the air from the hollow gaps of the pine branches, and the slightest coolness was felt on the back of the hand.

Twenty years have passed, and in front of the lost and recovered relics of the elders in front of me, they have passed like water without a trace.

His eyes were fixed on the bare neck of the winged crane, and he turned and walked to the only long desk side of the wooden building, and searched for a long time from the pile of books to find a blank picture scroll.

According to the impression of the past, a few strokes were dropped. Draw the pine branches rising to the sun and looking at the crane in the east.

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"Little lady Ye."

Ye Fuliu was concentrating on comparing the two crane heads, and after a long time, he felt that the direction of the two heads was not quite right, so he simply took ink and blackened it, and began to draw the third crane head.

The sudden greeting from behind her made her pen distracted, and the pen was crooked, and the head of the third crane was drawn into a winter melon.

"Oops." She shook off the drawing in frustration. The slender and elegant crane has two heads on its neck, east and west, and a winter melon in the middle.

"Wei Langjun, I have to redraw the whole picture of Songhe Turtle Shou." She threw her head up and shouted at the wooden building, "Fortunately, Bingjian is already in use." As for how the crane's head turns, let me think about it again and send you the picture at night? ”

The sun shone on her raised face, and the tip of her small and delicate nose was dotted with ink, and I don't know whether it was smeared by hand or touched by the tip of the pen, but the little lady with the ink on the tip of her nose was unaware of it, and was still talking to him about wood-carving.

The two Bingjian were too heavy, Qin Long carried him up to the wooden building, tired him for half a night, and said that he had no ability to carry it down again. When the pattern is drawn, you think it's okay, I'll ask the carpenter to go directly to your wooden building to carve? ”

Wei Huan raised his hand and pointed to the bridge of his nose. "Here."

"Huh?" Ye Fuliu was stunned, and randomly understood, raised his sleeve and wiped the tip of his nose. The cuffs were stained with a faint layer of ink, and she immediately threw away her pen, turned her head and ran to the inner courtyard.

Carrying the hem of his skirt and running and shouting, "Thank you for informing me, Wei Sanlangjun!" I'll send you the drawings in the afternoon. ”

Wei Huan said, "No need, I have already drawn the pattern here." Little Lady Ye can bring the carpenter over. ”

"Huh?" Ye Fuliu turned her head in surprise, the two sides were too far apart, and she could only see that Wei Langjun was indeed holding a picture scroll in his hand, and what was painted on the scroll could no longer be seen clearly.

The big patron has painted the pattern himself, and there is such a good thing?

She covered her nose and shouted, "Wait a minute! I washed my face and went up to the wooden building to see the pattern. ”

Wei Huan laughed silently.

Turning back to the side of the long case, he put the pattern on the case, and carefully sketched a few strokes of the feathers of the crane's tail feathers.

When I wanted to put down the pen, for some reason, I remembered Ye Fuliu's "Wei Sanlangjun" that he kept shouting.

After all, the two families are only neighbors who live close to each other, not friends, and there are no elders in the family, so they do not know each other's names.

When he met, he only politely shouted "Little Lady Ye," only knowing that she was in the fourth place in the family.

Wei Huan's gaze fell on the blank place at the bottom of the scroll for a moment, opened the secret compartment under the bookcase, and found the private seal of the party that had not been touched for a long time.

Dip it in vermilion ink and press it firmly at the place where it is registered.

- "Huan".

There was a heavy sound on the wooden staircase, and Wei Da hurriedly came up, shaking his hands full of pigeon hair and sighing.

"Laymen don't do insider work, and I'm really not good at raising pigeons. Just now I opened the pigeon cage and released it for the first time, and a few of them refused to go out for some reason, so I grabbed them with my hands, and a big gray-haired pigeon turned its head and pecked me hard! Lang Jun, tell Wei Er to come back. He used to be the best at tending pigeons. ”

Wei Huan was noncommittal, took the seal back in the dark compartment, and took out the cat basin that he had bought with a lot of money and placed it by the bamboo curtain. The midsummer sun illuminates the azure glaze of the cat's pot.

Wei Da was accustomed to Lang Jun's silence and continued to talk to himself.

"By the way, the son of the Qi family is here again. Today I was honest, knocked on the door and sent a post, and waited quietly outside the door. I said that I was halfway through the training of pigeons, and I couldn't spare my hands to pass them on for him, and he said "it doesn't matter." Lang Jun, look, people are still standing outside the door. ”

But no, a group of people were surrounded outside the Wei family's gate at this moment. The young man in brocade clothes was sweating profusely, and a group of slaves around him were diligently wiping their sweat and fanning them, and they were amazed to see the lively neighbors.

Wei Huan listened without moving, and ordered, "Put people in and take them to the side hall for tea." Tell them to wait in the side hall. ”

"Huh?" Wei Da asked in surprise, "Lang Jun is going to see Qi Shizi?" Do you accept the gifts sent by Qi Shizi? ”

"Wait for the little lady Ye to come over to see the Songhe paintings, and you can't be blocked by someone."

Wei Huan said lightly, "Bring Qi Shizi in and wait in the side hall." Wait for the little lady Ye to leave, and then send the person out of the door. Gift slips are not accepted. ”

Wei Da pondered for a moment and came back to his senses.

Hey, lead people in and walk around and send them out, so that you don't block the door and block the neighbors, and finally disappear.

Chapter 27

When Ye Fuliu was washing his face in the inner courtyard, he heard Su Qiu mention it, saying that the cousin of the Wei family next door, ah no, it was Xiao Langjun of the Xinguo Mansion in Jiangning who came again. This recovery restrained arrogance, and on a hot day, he stood outside the gate of the Wei family, and his white face was hot and red, and he looked a little pitiful.

Ye Fuliu raised his face from the washbasin wet, "Where is he pitiful, isn't there a group of people waiting to fan next to him." Are people still outside the Wei family now? ”