Text Chapter 24 Red Dust Loves Red Dust < Continued >
Sikong Yu and Chanjuan, Duguxia were also chased and killed by the officers and soldiers, perhaps their superb martial arts touched the sensitive nerves of the imperial court, and they were called "traitors" to arrest, but they had no intention of hurting people and had to escape, and the vigorous shouts of the officers and soldiers forced them to the outside of the effect, when they saw their home burning on fire, and when they arrived, the house had already burned down, leaving a ruin. Chanjuan couldn't help but hide her face and cry when she saw it: "Did we recruit him to provoke him?" Sikong Yu stepped forward and comforted: "The world is like this, it seems that it is impossible to play with sticks and guns again." Sima Jiang stomped his foot angrily and said: "There is no master here, there is a place to stay here, do you have to survive in this Shenzhou City?" Dongfang Ran stepped forward and said to Sikong Yu: "With such a toss, we really can't survive, 'people move to live, trees move to die' leave this ghost place as soon as possible!"
Everyone talked about it, and finally Sikong Yu decided to leave and no longer be nostalgic.
They drove the clouds and fog from time to time to Chang'an City, Chang'an City is a familiar place for Sikong Yu, is the beginning of his long journey to the west with his masters, he remembered the Tang Taizong Li Shimin, Wei Zheng, Fang Xuanling and other ministers of the court to bid farewell to the scene, still enthusiastic, and this hometown revisit, full of affection. Although it has been a hundred years, this place is forever missed! They still stopped at a place outside the city near the mountains and rivers, in front of the mountain hundreds of acres of barren fields, ancient trees and forests, such a place to live, they spent a few days of work to build a few more side houses, and when the smoke rises, it is a blessed place on earth.
Sikong Yu said happily: "Chang'an is the hometown of my grandson, Chang'an, Chang'an, we can be safe for a long time!" Sima Jiang said: "The Great Sage, this is the place where your master and apprentice's journey to the west began, at that time, you were protecting the Tang monk and master alone, tell us about the experience at that time?" Mengzhu and Fang Yuan came together "Yes, tell us about the Great Sage?"
Sikong Yu waved his hand and said, "Don't take a bite of a great sage, it's weird." "The heroes don't mention the courage of the year", let's think about how we should live now!" Chanjuan smiled at Sikong Yu and said, "Do you like to hear this?" Duguxia sighed happily: "Hey, isn't it the Monkey King of the past, who has learned to be modest and calm? Everyone said yes?" He Lanxue said: "That's right? Sikong Yu grinned and said, "Hugh wants to be noisy, or care about your stomach, right? Before someone's stomach arrives, you'll already be 'gurgling'?" He Lanxue took out a piece of silver and said, "This is yesterday's day's payment, buy back rice, it's enough for us to last a month?" I'll go buy rice." Brother Dongfang Let's go together, and find a way to live by the way?" they went out into the city.
Sikong Yu said: "My old grandson looks, if we want to survive, it is not a plan overnight, we have to think of a long-term plan, everyone is a staff officer?" Mengzhu said: "I'd better go to the city to see a doctor, right?" Dugu Xia said: "Since it is not possible to perform martial arts again, you see how I go to be a fortune teller, Mr. Zhuge taught one or two, why not try it?" Sikong Yu clapped his hands and praised: "Don't say it, Senior Brother Dugu really has the style of Zhuge , it is okay, it is okay!" "Senior Sister Red Sleeves, I heard that yesterday's calligraphy and paintings sold a lot?" "Well! I will go again tomorrow!" Lan Xin said: "In the past, when I was at home, my father made umbrellas, and also made folding fans, Sister Chanjuan, if I make umbrella fans, how about you come to paint?" Chanjuan was overjoyed when she heard this: "Just what I want!" Chanjuan asked Sikong Yu: "What are you going to do?" Sikong Yu scratched his head and pointed to a boundless void and said: "Look at this land, if it is reclaimed, it must be fertile, and there is spring water to irrigate, and vegetables are planted, and the five grains will definitely be harvested, how about I farm the rest?" Sima Jiang said: " Farming is my forte, and our family is a farmer. Sikong Yu said, "That's it?" Everyone agreed, "Okay!"
Early the next morning, those who entered the city entered the city, and those who were at home were busy with their work. Sikong Yu took a sickle to cut out a large piece of open land, and then with Xia Houfeng, Sima Jiang reclaimed, because the ground is very wet, it is not troublesome to reclaim, thinking of the harvest after planting, they do not feel tired, while doing the work there are talking and laughing, like a farmer. Dongfang Ran cut a lot of bamboo, Lan Xin took out the tools to build an umbrella, her exquisite and skillful skills to Chanjuan stunned, after a while, she made a delicate umbrella, Chanjuan had already adjusted the paint, then picked up the pen on the umbrella to draw the ethereal flow of the goddess scattered flowers, Dongfang Ran saw it, then picked up the umbrella happily in the hand kept hovering, the fairy on the umbrella is really like flying, beautiful, it is a general Gongbei umbrella, under the modification of Chanjuan has become an out-and-out work of art. Lan Xin then made the short bamboo pieces that were laid down into the shape of a folding fan, and measured a piece of paper that was generally large for Chanjuan to draw calligraphy and paintings, and posted it on it, and folded it slightly, and a beautiful bamboo fan was made.
The flow of people in Chang'an City is surging, Helan Xue's long flute sound floated in the teahouse in the center, the teahouse that was originally deserted and lonely, after a flute sound, people went upstairs to feast their ears, the boss and Xiao Er kept busy and had indescribable joy in their hearts; the cursive works of the red sleeves were written like dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, and there were already famous people on the side to observe and compete for purchases; Mengzhu was walking forward in an orderly manner for the people to see patients, and dreamily and calmly gave careful treatment to every patient; and played "race fairy" on the street corner The banner Dugu Man is focused on answering the mystery of fate to people, and predicting the end and the result.
In the evening, people who have been tired for a day will gather in the house to eat, while recounting their own day's experiences, this ordinary world in this group of people in the continuous work of life taste, life has its own strengths and uses, life will also be colorful.