man sanctified in death row vest

Chapter 22 Melon Must Be Ripe
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A gust of cold wind blows in through the small window on the wall.

Er Niang was sitting at the air vent.

Zheng Xiu frowned and complained: "Why are you standing in the air?"

The corner of Erniang's lips twitched, but she didn't answer.

Zheng Xiu complained again: "You don't think it's bad luck in the prison, you don't want to come in and wait? I'm not afraid of you, what are you afraid of?"

The jailer on duty at the side heard it, oh no, secretly thinking that this is a big misunderstanding.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Erniang's position happened to be facing Master Zheng's beautiful side face when he was sleeping.

The jailer didn't know how to explain it, so he stood aside and faltered, afraid that the rich man would be angry.

"Er Niang is afraid of disturbing the master, so I don't blame them. Besides, the place where the master is, even here, is like a hundred flowers blooming, full of spring, where is the bad luck?"

Erniang replied lightly, the jailer nodded quickly, opened the cell door, and let Erniang enter.

Erniang opened the food box on the table, and it fell down layer by layer. Inside were some exquisite dishes and pastries, all of which were fragrant and full of dishes, still steaming.

"When Master was sleeping soundly, Sixth Brother wanted to come and deliver food, so Er Niang thanked him and left."

"Brother Six is ​​a good man."

With his mouth full of delicacies, Zheng Xiu said vaguely.

"By the way, have you eaten yet?"

Er Niang shook her head.

"Let's eat that piece." Zheng Xiu invited Erniang to have a meal together.

The jailer took the initiative to move the stools outside into the prison.

Er Niang sat down and stuffed a bag of silver with her.

The jailer smiled brightly and thoughtfully, and left quickly, the door of the cell was wide open.

After enjoying the meal, Zheng Xiu suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help laughing: "How long has it been since you tried eating with just the two of us?"

Erniang was slightly taken aback, for a while, she really couldn't answer.

"I remember when I was a child, I just used the Zheng family's savings to buy the land in Xiangmanlou. Soon I was suppressed by other teahouses and restaurants. I was bullied by someone Zheng who was young and ignorant. Xiangmanlou's business was bleak. The servant’s monthly money couldn’t be paid, so we had to send them all away, and we were left alone, facing an empty house every day. At that time, it was Erniang, you who were responsible for cooking for me.”

"There is still a parental seat, it's not empty." Erniang pursed her lips, and when talking about children, she inexplicably had a childlike innocence, and replied mischievously.

Zheng Xiu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "Yes, there are also the elders and the others watching."

"My lord, thanks to the protection of the two elders, the Zheng family has the current family business."

Zheng Xiu pursed his lips, and retorted in a weak voice: "Blessing? My current wealth, Zheng Xiu, relies on hard work, struggle, and hard work."

"Yes, yes, master, what you said is true." Erniang didn't argue with Zheng Xiu, remembering the bitterness of Zheng Xiu when he started from scratch, Erniang's eyes were slightly blurred, and she sighed with emotion: "Erniang remembers, later you entrusted me to the master." People, actually found a relationship in the palace, set up a life and death certificate, and borrowed 50 taels of silver from the previous Minister of the Household Department."

"That's called usury. 50 taels, three months, and 100 million repayment. The mortgage is the land deed of my Zheng's ancestral house and Xiangmanlou. No matter whether I can afford to pay back the 50 yuan in the end, the Minister of the Ministry of Households has nothing to do with it." An is so kind, and she said that she only borrowed it for the sake of the father, and it is clearly plotting against the last foundation of my Zheng family."

"But later, master, you used 50 taels to poach all the famous chefs from the top ten restaurants and teahouses in the imperial city, and revitalized Xiangmanlou at once."

"They are not benevolent and I am not righteous."

"By the way, master, where is the previous Minister of the Household Department?"

"Maybe it's because of guilt and conscience that he took the initiative to resign from his post to farm the fields." Zheng Xiu blinked, half-truthful and half-truthful.

In the memory, lunch is over.

Erniang began to tell the news she had learned one by one.

First, the recent business boom.

Zheng Xiu nodded.

Then came the news of Shi Wentong's death, Zheng Erniang tried her best to hold back her laughter.

Mr. Zheng was astonished, and it took him a while to accept the "truth": "How absurd this is!"

Next, Erniang told Zheng Xiu that his stigma of tax evasion would soon be washed away and he would see the light of day again.

When Mr. Zheng heard this, he suddenly felt bad.

He actually didn't want to get out of this prison that much.

At the very least, let's talk about the ghosts in Baili Village.

Maybe once he gets through to Baili Village, he will be able to comprehend unrivaled supernatural powers and travel freely in the world?

Finally, it is about Baili Village.

"Master, have you misremembered the name of the village? I had someone check it out, and there is a small village by the southern seaside called 'Hundred Carp Village'."

"You checked correctly?"

Erniang shook her head: "It's fine if you can't find the hidden village, but the name Baili Village is really rare. And in the Baili Village in the south, there is a legend that there was a fisherman who was good at catching fish in ancient times. One day when he was fishing in the river, he caught a net of red carp and green carp by himself. He counted them, no more, no less, exactly a hundred, with half red and half green. The villagers felt that this was a sign of auspiciousness, so they renamed the village 'Hundred Carp Village', praying for a smooth fishery and a good harvest every year."

Red carp and green carp?
That's not it.

Zheng Xiu also felt that the name "White Carp Village" was strange.There are still rules in the naming of villages. It is either a surname, a certain mountain or a river, or auspiciousness. It probably entrusts some kind of wish and peace of mind.

"This Baili Village, do we need to continue to investigate?"

Zheng Xiu is not sure whether Baili Village is in this world, and Wang Cangyun's position is also strange.A guard with a knife in front of the imperial court?

Where did the big work come from?

Zheng Xiu suspects that the Baili Village he entered is another parallel time and space.

On the contrary, he felt that this speculation was reliable, as a time traveler, he was born once and familiarized twice.Maybe it's a coincidence, but Wang Cangyun's clothing and painting styles are similar to Dagan's.

So Zheng Xiu shook his head and said no need for now.

In the end, Er Niang took advantage of the two of them to be alone, and took out the hollow pipe and handed it to the master.

Mr. Zheng didn't shy away from Erniang, and opened it in front of her. Since Mr. Zheng didn't shy away from it, Erniang was also curious about what it was.

At first glance, it is full of white in the southeast and northwest.

Mahjong tiles?Er Niang's expression was weird, there are so many tables in the cornucopia, and they were created by the master a few years ago, and they became popular all over the city in a short time.

Erniang stared blankly, moved closer, and lowered her voice: "You let Qing Shisan pass on these strange news?"

Zheng Xiu didn't answer.

With his chin raised, he pondered for a long, long time.

People don't have the heart to fight tigers, but tigers hurt people.

Erniang knows about Qingbiao?

Master Zheng affectionately called Qing Shisan by his nickname in his heart, it seems that Qing Shisan should have taken the initiative to reveal his identity in front of Er Niang.

So, Zheng Xiu understood, and approached Zheng Erniang, whispering what was in his heart.

He tapped three times on the silk cloth casually to let Erniang remember that at the same time Master Zheng asked Erniang to go to the bank to get 30 taels of silver notes and hand them over to Qing Shisan, no need to ask.In the end, Master Zheng exhorted with a solemn expression:

"Just tell Qing Shisan to pick the three crooked melons and keep them ripe."

Er Niang made a note, she didn't ask any more questions, she was just curious about what to do with the 30 taels to a driver.

Before leaving, Zheng Xiu thought about it, and still told Erniang to do a small thing in person: to change the account book.

The doubts about picking melons were still unresolved, and Er Niang was stunned by the order to change the account book. She thought that the master had gone out of her mind, so she confirmed it again and again, and pinched her own face to confirm that she was not dreaming. Finally, she believed the master's nonsense.

Before leaving, Erniang took the broken silver from her body and put it on the guards, and stepped out of the prison camp in the farewell of all the jailers. Qing Shisan was waiting with his feet and smoking cigarettes, as if he had made up his mind today to be Erniang's exclusive The coachman is gone.

"Brother Qing, let's go to the bank, thank you."

"Hey! The shopkeeper is so polite!"

Sitting in the car, Qing Shisan ran forward steadily.Erniang was hesitating how to speak, Qing Shisan turned his back to Erniang and asked, "Does the master have any orders?"

Erniang whispered to Qing Shisan about those middle schools, and finally, Erniang conveyed Zheng Xiu's words verbatim: "Master said, pick these three crooked melons, and keep them ripe."

"Oh? Are you going to go to the fields?" Qing Shisan drove steadily, laughing loudly. After saying this, Qing Shisan said nothing else along the way.

Until Zheng Erniang obeyed Zheng Xiu's order, took out the 30 taels of silver notes, and handed them to Qing Shisanshi.

Qing Shisan, who was squatting aside like an ordinary traveler, smiled, and opened his squinted eyes a little bit: "Master, you are arrogant! This melon, keep it ripe!"

……

Not to mention asking Qing Shisan to prepare to pick melons.

Zheng Xiu is here.

He never expected that this ghost can really hang up!

I took a moment to go in and take a look, and he was still lying on the ground, in good shape, nothing happened, everything was safe.

It seems that as long as the avatar is not dead, when his consciousness is withdrawn, the avatar will be in a static posture in the ghost.

People can't move, what about the progress?
Zheng Xiu thought for a while and did a simple experiment.

Light the oil lamp.

After a while, the wick was shortened.

Very good, the progress can be pushed.

Zheng Xiu recalled the "rule book". The rules did not mention the rules of the shuttle between the two sides, and most of them were only related to the swing point.

Another hidden rule was summed up, and Zheng Xiu was in a good mood.

"The atmosphere is quite peaceful."

Zheng Xiu was in the ghost, turned over in the village house, ran out again, and continued to hang up.

After consciousness leaves.

time flies.

The oil lamp in the house swayed without wind.

The strong man in the room was lying on the floor, motionless, breathing weakly, as if he was in deep sleep.

The next second, the lights went out.

boo~
A thick finger like a wooden stick poked open the paper window.

A blood-red eyeball, accompanied by the sound of heavy breathing, suddenly moved behind the hole.

"call--"

A stench of foul air breathed into the house.

(End of this chapter)