Daming Yinghua

Chapter 114 Don't Easily Define Others as Cowards

"You, you idiot, do you still think you're stretching? Your eyes only know how to look at the ground! You have to look at the direction the gun is coming from, and use this wolf's whisk to grab it!"

"And you, is the knife in your hand a display? A brother in your team forked the enemy's gun, so you should stab him in the stomach from the gap."

At the beginning of the hour, under the scorching sun, the instructor Zheng Haizhu invited from Qi Jin was training the strong men in a mandarin duck formation.

Zheng Haizhu watched for half an hour, and the maid, Zhufang, hurried over.

Zhufang is Zhuxiang's younger sister, she also served Atai Miao.Gu Shouqian moved to Wenzhe Garden with his mother Lu and his wife Han Ximeng. Aunt Miao discussed with her daughter-in-law Lu that Miss Zheng is now like Ameng's sworn sister. It is more appropriate to call her Aunt Zheng from all over the house. As a dowry girl, Miss Zheng has a lot of outside affairs, so it's better to let Zhufang come to take care of Ameng's daily life.

Lu's is a mother-in-law who doesn't have a sense of presence, so she agreed.

At first, Zheng Haizhu was a little speechless when everyone in the whole family called her "big aunt". After a few days, she got used to it. Seeing that Zhufang was diligent and quiet, Han Ximeng didn't feel unaccustomed, so she felt more at ease when she went out often. Work, supervision and training.

At this moment, Zhufang's face was full of sweat, but she was smiling: "Aunt Zheng, the doctor hired by the mansion has examined it, and the young lady is Ximai."

Whew, so fast!
After all, you are young and in good health. Sitting on the bed is hi. This is it.

Han Ximeng and her second elder brother Gu, who is in the palace, have a "honeymoon baby".

Zheng Haizhu hurried back to the house, but the doctor had already left.

Han Ximeng vomited even more, and Gu Shouqian asked Lu Shi heartbrokenly: "Mother, do women have to suffer like this if they are pregnant with a baby?"

Lu's face was blank: "Mother doesn't remember either."

Gu Shouqian knew that his mother had the advantage of being easy to get along with because of her uncontested and casual temperament, but most of the time, she couldn't give any answers.

He asked Zheng Haizhu again: "If you say the law like this, nothing will happen, right?"

Zheng Haizhu walked over, stroked Han Ximeng's back, and said auspicious words to everyone in a soft voice to reassure everyone: "If you vomit a lot, it means that this baby looks good."

He said again: "I'll ask Erya Dong to come to Miss's yard as well. She has given birth before. If Miss has any discomfort in her back, you can ask her at any time."

Gu's couple and Lu's both agreed.

Han Ximeng didn't have any disparaging intentions towards the women in Fengyuechang, and he didn't have any grudges when he heard that Zheng Haizhu took in Wang Yuesheng for Zhang Dai.She also took special care of Zheng Haizhu, Mojiao Wang Yuesheng lacked a rough envoy girl, and he thought it was a bit ostentatious in Nanjing in the past.

Zheng Haizhu then went to call the lively girl named "Cui Yu'er" from the female trackers in Zhenjiang, took her to the school, and exchanged Dong Erya who served Wang Yuesheng.

Now, Wang Yuesheng lives behind the waterside pavilion in the southeast corner of Qingyuan, Xuetang.

The outer one here is Zheng Haizhu's office space when he is on duty at the school on weekdays. Going inside through a patio the size of a snail shell is Wang Yuesheng's dormitory.

They are all women, which is more convenient, and the residence is more or less like a garden. Zheng Haizhu believes that such an arrangement can be regarded as a woman who is worthy of the patron.

But today, Wang Yuesheng did not play the piano in the courtyard.

Dong Erya, who was diligently cleaning the yard with her baby on her back, told Zheng Haizhu: "Miss Wang is making pianos at the blacksmith's shop."

Zheng Haizhu left Cui Yu'er to hand over to Dong Erya, and went to the blacksmith shop at the west end of Fuyuan by himself.

Passing through the courtyard and entering the Moon Cave Gate, I saw two people, Xiuhui and Jingyun, standing in front of the vertical lathe, discussing something enthusiastically.

Lu Xiangsheng, who was facing the door, was taken aback when he saw Zheng Haizhu, and hurried out from behind the lathe.

"Didn't Sister say that you have been training the servants for the past two days?"

He was still young, with a look of embarrassment on his face, and he didn't collect all of them for a while.

But Wang Yuesheng, when he turned around, saluted Zheng Haizhu graciously.

Zheng Haizhu smiled and said: "Missy has diagnosed Ximai, I will take Erya back to the mansion to help. Miss Wang, there is a child named Cui Yu'er who is also the long-term employee of our mansion."

When Lu and Wang heard the words, they were happy in unison.

Zheng Haizhu pointed to a few hexagonal pieces of wood on the lathe: "Miss Wang, is this made of qin?"

Wang Yuesheng nodded and said: "After my former boy sent a few pieces of material to this place, I sent him away. In the past two days, I was preparing to chop the qin, and I wanted to ask Master Ge to help saw the material. Mr. Lu said, this driller can It’s better to cut than a saw. I’m sorry to bother Mr. Lu.”

Lu Xiangsheng hurriedly said: "No, no, I'm bothering Miss Wang. I'm very happy to see the qin. I often hear my teachers and fellow students talk about the Jiuxiao Huanpei in the Tang Dynasty and the Songfengqing Festival in the Song Dynasty. They are all qin , so this time I learned that Miss Wang actually knows how to make a qin, so I wanted to observe it carefully and ask for advice."

Zheng Haizhu opened a barrage silently: I'm afraid it's not Qin who makes you happy.

However, knowing that Mu Shaoai is human nature, what is wrong with Lu Xiangsheng, and he didn't know that the fairy he was facing was a married woman.

Cough, in fact, Wang Yuesheng doesn't have a husband. How can Zhang Dai dare to declare to the world that he is Ms. Wang Yuesheng's husband in this society's bullshit etiquette defense.Mr. Zhang only dared to declare that the Ms. Liu whom the family gave him was his wife, and he didn't even dare to give Wang Yuesheng the title of concubine.

If he can't marry Ms. Liu, a prostitute with a good voice, like the man who "the water is too cold, and his scalp itches", Zhang Dai can only do what Zhang Yanke wants to understand. fate.

Therefore, when Zheng Haizhu saw the scene he expected, he didn't have the intention of ridiculing Lu Xiangsheng who obviously had troubles in his heart, let alone contempt for Wang Yuesheng who was not provocative and focused on wood.

So, she still showed her usual style of rushing around without touching the ground, saying, "You guys cut wood slowly, I'll go to the tailor's shop to have a look", then turned and left the yard.

Wang Yuesheng quickly caught up and said softly: "Miss Zheng, can you spare two hours tomorrow? I would like to invite you and Ru Jiuer to have tea at Qiuxia Pavilion."

Zheng Haizhu was quite surprised: "Ru Jiuer? You know her too?"

Wang Yuesheng said: "I didn't know him at first, Mr. Zhang told me that Ru Jiu'er was cheated by Ruan Dacheng's relatives, and that Miss Zheng had overreached for her at the beginning. Mr. Master said that Ms. Jiu'er is also a sweetheart, worth making friends with."

It turned out to be the case.

Zhang Dai is really interesting, although when he took care of Ru Jiuer's business in Songjiang, she should only accompany him on trips and discuss poetry, but he introduced the woman he met in Songjiang brothel to the woman he redeemed from Nanjing brothel as girlfriends , what is the principle of this operation?
Zheng Haizhu didn't know whether to praise Zhang Dai for being considerate or considerate.

Wang Yuesheng saw that Zheng Haizhu's eyes were a bit strange, and thought that Miss Zheng thought she was ostentatious, so he lowered his voice and murmured: "Miss Zheng, none of my guests in Nanjing used to be scribes or merchants from Songjiang. A few days ago I also quietly inquired about the old men in Songjiang who took office from outside, and their names are also unfamiliar. If I go to Fucheng occasionally, I shouldn’t be recognized by others, and I won’t cause trouble to the girl’s school.”

Hearing the last few sentences, Zheng Haizhu couldn't bear to see how humble she appeared in her usual solitude, she shook her head and said: "I will never stop you from going out, how can a living person be sealed in a The place doesn’t move? Neither does your own home. Well, let’s cool down after the time tomorrow. I’ll go directly from Wenzhe Garden.”

……

Qiuxia Pavilion, in the corner of Qiuxia Garden in Songjiang Garden, is clean and quiet, adjacent to a large lotus pond.

In this season when the lotus root is in full bloom, the quiet and delicate fragrance comes with the wind, which makes the tea drinkers overlooking from the Linxuan feel refreshed and happy, and the dryness and heat all over their bodies have faded a lot.

Ru Jiu'er has a bright and clear temper, without any pretentiousness in her words, and frankly praised Zhang Dai for his kindness in sympathizing with the poor. The son redeemed himself as a companion, and sure enough, lovers finally got married, and the old man was not blind.

When talking about Zheng Haizhu sitting next to him, Ru Jiu'er was even more eloquent, saying that Miss Zheng's chivalrous heart is more precious than Mr. Zhang's affection, and that being able to live in Miss Zheng's school is the most important thing. The greatest good fortune.

Zheng Haizhu just listened to her with a smile as he did when he met Ru Jiuer in the past.

Then, when Wang Yuesheng started to talk about the local people in Nanjing, Zheng Haizhu seemed to understand why Zhang Dai asked her to come to find Ru Jiuer.

Facing Wang Yuesheng when he was a child, the protective arrogance on his body gradually disappeared.

She relaxes a lot.

Probably because from Ru Jiu'er's affection for Zheng Haizhu, I was convinced that Miss Zheng would not look down on women who came from prostitutes. Among the guests, many of them are officials.

Since Ru Jiu'er was still doing business locally, she couldn't say much, so Wang Yuesheng talked more.

As we talked, tea was replaced by wine.

Talking and talking, I drank too much wine.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, people from Hualou urged Ru Jiuer to go to the game, and the three had no choice but to leave Qiuxiaxuan.

Wang Yuesheng was already drunk, and when Zheng Haizhu helped her into the sedan chair, she fell silent, walked for a while, and then began to sob softly.

Zheng Haizhu didn't talk to her, so she cried quietly all the way.

After arriving at the school and entering the room, Zheng Haizhu was suddenly dragged by Wang Yuesheng's sleeve.

"Miss Zheng, I have a few words to tell you."

Zheng Haizhu sent Cui Yu'er, who was standing on the sidelines waiting to serve others, out, and then helped Wang Yuesheng to the couch: "Miss Wang, you are in front of me, you can cry if you want, and you can talk if you want."

Wang Yuesheng said: "Miss Zheng, don't worry, I won't provoke Mr. Lu, I just taught him how to make a qin, and he just taught me how to use a lathe."

Zheng Haizhu said coldly: "I have nothing to worry about, you are not three-year-old children."

After thinking about it, heck, the accident happened precisely because he was not a three-year-old child.

However, Wang Yuesheng seemed to be no longer afraid of Zheng Haizhu, and just swore to himself: "I will never like any young master. I will only belong to Mr. Zhang in this life."

Zheng Haizhu said "Oh", and wiped her tears with her own handkerchief: "Then you decide."

Wang Yuesheng covered his handkerchief and blocked his eyes. He cried even harder, and his whole body was shaking.

After crying for a while, he regained his breath and was able to speak again. Wang Yuesheng began to babble again: "The day I saw Mr. Zhang for the first time, I was suffering from cold and fever, and my whole body was burning like a fireball. On that day, it coincided with the Lantern Festival, and there were many guests. Quite well. A few well-known young masters from the local government, as well as some rookies in the literary world, all wanted me to go out to sing. The mother in charge said that I was sick, and they refused to let go. The fever is so bad that if any of you are willing to take off your clothes and roll in the snow, you can enter the room and hug her to cool her down. My fur and satin gown, one by one scrambled to roll on the snow in the courtyard, and then rushed in, rushed in, and tore off my quilt... After they hugged me, when I went downstairs, I heard many guests applauding them, saying A real celebrity should be so bold and unrestrained, and the mother in charge is also laughing, saying that if it gets out, the fame of my Yuesheng girl will rise to the next level, and she can teach so many talented men in Jinling City to sacrifice themselves in the snow."

Zheng Haizhu's impatience a moment ago suddenly turned into a completely different emotion.

Shocked, angry, sad...

And the nausea, the dizzy-faced, stuffed-throat, stomach-churning kind of nausea.

The stench of human nature is probably a hundred times worse than the stench of corpses.

Although the corpse will not pity the living, at least it will not bully the living like the living.

Zheng Haizhu stared at the trembling head under the silk kerchief, and she couldn't help imagining what kind of pain and humiliation the owner of this head was experiencing when he was lying on the couch in the same posture at that time.

Zheng Haizhu raised his hand and gently lifted Wang Yuesheng's veil.

Miss Wang's peach-blossom eyes, which fascinate all sentient beings, were already red and swollen under the soak of alcohol and tears.

"What happened next?" Zheng Haizhu asked as gently as possible.

"Later, a man also rushed upstairs. He was very neatly dressed, and brought a doctor, who gave me my pulse and prescribed medicine. After the doctor left, he told me to sleep peacefully, saying that those bastards would not When I came in again, he had already asked my mother in charge to buy my game for three days. In the first few days, he was in my room, reading and writing. When I was not falling asleep, he would still take out Feng Menglong's folk song collection, Sing something for me."

Zheng Haizhu said: "It's Mr. Zhang, right?"

Wang Yuesheng nodded: "After I woke up and looked at his face, I realized that he had been beaten. The servant girl said that Mr. Zhang scolded those second-generation ancestors of literati and refined scholars downstairs, and he was beaten a few times. Later, his younger brother came from the next door. The fists and kicks were really strong, and the field stopped."

Zheng Haizhu was silent for a long time before speaking again: "I understand, Miss Wang. Go to bed early."

Wang Yuesheng obediently turned over and curled up on his side, hugging his shoulders.

Zheng Haizhu stood up and walked out of the room.

In the summer night sky, the Milky Way is shining brightly.

Zheng Haizhu looked up at the stars and felt that he should sincerely say sorry to Zhang Dai who was hundreds of miles away.

In this world, a mortal should not easily define another mortal as a coward.

(End of this chapter)