Inheritance policy

Chapter 123 The old dream

The eastern outskirts of Dingjing City are surrounded by the Yuan River and the Jiang River. One is like a jade belt with excellent water head, and the other is like a string of clear and fine beeswax beads.The source of the Yuan River comes from Liaodong, and the ice on the snow-capped mountains has turned into water, trickling along the delicate black land.The water of the Jianghe River comes from the northwest, and the big waves wash away the sand, rolling over the loess paved by wind and sand, and pressing down on the surface.

The water and soil in the four directions are different, but they all converge in the heart of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Relying on mountains to eat mountains, relying on water to eat water, so there are particularly many fishermen in the eastern suburbs of Dingjing.As the sun grew brighter, a peddler with unfinished fish squatted in front of the stall boredly, watching the passers-by in twos and threes. The sun was so bright that he was too lazy to shout.

His eyes wandered, and finally settled on the pair of stone lions in the town house hundreds of miles away from the market.

The mansion is majestic and majestic, with gray walls and green tiles stretching endlessly. From time to time, people wearing brocade and silk robes come in and out, which is clearly separated from the hustle and bustle of the market.

The fish peddler holds dogtail grass in his mouth and his eyes are shining. It is the mansion of the nobles, and the people who come and go are all princesses and grandchildren. After marrying a woman and giving birth to a cub, he can pretend to be a fake in front of the cub, you I've seen great people before
With a "snap", Mrs. Sun, who sells wontons at the stall next door, swung a spatula and slapped him on the back of the head. Hurry up and go outside! Don’t the nobles also look good on you?”

The peddler curled his lips, spit out the dog's tail grass three feet away with a "poof", and was about to speak, his sharp eyes lit up, he got up, leaned in front of his sister-in-law, pouted at the other end, and lowered his voice with a playful smile.

"Look over there!"

Sister-in-law Sun held the spatula in her hand, raised her hand and knocked it hard again. The peddler covered his head and cried out for pain, "There is a man! There is a man coming out of the princess mansion!"

Sister-in-law Sun laughed back angrily: "How strange is that? There are no men coming out of the princess mansion, but there are still women showing their faces? We have nothing to do. If we don't come out, we will have nothing to eat. They won't be able to."

Sister-in-law Sun's words swirled a few times on her tongue, and the rest of her words were lost in the bustling market——she saw a clean but imposing man coming out, tilting her head and looking away This head glanced casually, then put on the curtain, turned on the horse and walked away gracefully.

How to describe that look?
Like a sword, no, like a sword stained with countless bloodstains, with a cold light, which makes people's hearts suffocate, and their blood cannot go up.

Sister-in-law Sun rubbed her chest in fear, this person is not the steward of the princess mansion, those stewards are fierce, but they are not so fierce that their eyes can kill people!That man was like the Overlord of Chu on the stage, even more terrifying than the Overlord of Chu!The overlord of Chu held a gun, which was terrifying, but the man didn't take anything, but he was so bluffing that people couldn't breathe!
The peddler pushed Sister-in-law Sun and winked, looking very secretly happy.

"Princesses don't have a good reputation. That man is not bad-looking, sister-in-law, tell me, could it be the eldest princess? What?"

"What! What! Hurry up and sell the fish for me. Take a look, the fish are half dead by noon. No one will come to buy them in the morning, and no one will come after a while. You boy will have to be scoured again when you go back!" Sister-in-law Sun was yelling and cursing, and a guest from behind was urging wontons. She flicked her wrist neatly and sprinkled onions, and walked back with a yell.

Ordinary people count their daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, food and drink, but in a moment, they forget the lingering fear of the brocade clothes and clothes just now, and throw them out of the sky.

The prosperity and noise of Dingjing, the bustling crowds walking in the streets and alleys made Fang Qi, a man who had been soaked in the wind and sand in the northwest all year round, frowned, sitting on the saddle and watching the crowded crowd.

Rubbing the hairy rein with his fingertips, he finally clamped the horse's belly with his legs, turned around and ran down the alley.

To be precise, the Eastern Suburb and Yuhua Lane are not too far apart. One is the place where the nobles and celebrities gather, and the other is the place where the nobles and nobles live. However, riding a horse on the avenue will inevitably not be affected by the prosperity of the Ding capital. block the way.

Fang Qi had just entered the capital, but he already had a clear understanding of the streets and alleys in Ding capital, which road is suitable for running to the official road, which trail is suitable for escaping to Liaodong, and which road has many prostitutes--this is not true. For my own convenience, this is to catch the literati in the court hall who chanted the wind and the moon.
Literati, they pay attention to being suave and suave, as if they don't have a confidante who knows the cold and the hot, and they are ashamed to embarrass their eight generations of ancestors.

Pooh!
Fang Qi wanted to laugh when he thought of the general Feng Andong's sloppy appearance. He obviously had a wicked heart but no guts, but he still wanted to pretend to be a sage and gentleman with fluttering sleeves, what he said in his mouth, and his eyes But he ran away straight away, with a righteous appearance and a spine shrunk into a shrimp, he really deserved that old lady in Yingyi.

Even if He Yan was flustered, he could still calm down on his face, chat with him happily with a smile on his face, and from time to time he could pull out a sentence and ask, "Brother Jing is going to come back to live in a few days? Or live in the mansion bestowed by the emperor? Yuhua Lane was given to Marquis Pingxi, and it is inconvenient for Jing Geer to live there for a long time, and there are sons of the He family on the left and right, who always recognize their ancestors and return to their clan." He is shameless, but he can't make him tear up his face, and he is bored in his heart.

Putting it at Feng Andong's place, everything will be over.But luckily Feng Andong is a softie, a softie, he is the best at judging the situation when he is flattened and rounded by others, and when the grass falls on both sides, he will run away when the situation is not right. He has seen this kind of person a lot on the battlefield.

But it was the first time for this scholar to run away in a long gown and Taoist robe.

Feng Andong's panic-stricken little white face was pink and tender, like a little girl, very good-looking, comparable to those whores.

Fang Qi ran through his mind, raised his eyebrows and smiled, saw that the door was approaching, said loudly, and stopped in front of the door, Mao Baihu was guarding the door, Fang Qi got off his horse and threw the reins to him, roughly Confess in a gruff voice: ".Go to the affairs office in the palace and tell me that during the mid-July Ghost Festival, Gao Ni from Dingguo Temple was invited to sing scriptures for Mrs. Lin'an Hou. I will buy a lotus leaf lamp, which can be regarded as a memorial service."

Mao Baihu suddenly turned his face down, looked at the square sky, and then at his general's white face, feeling extremely melancholy.

He doesn't want to go to the palace!The last time I went back was to invite that little girl Wen Yang, why should it be him this time!

The powdery air of the palace daughter, the soft tone of the voice, and the yin and yang of the servants' father-in-law made him unable to be angry, let alone raise his heart. Why can Jiang Qianhu bring his troops back to the northwest, and he has to stay in these four places? In the square city of Dingjing, you can't eat comfortably, and you can't sleep well—the pillow is still fragrant!It's sweet and greasy, I don't know what kind of fragrance it is, it makes people sneeze when it rushes into the nose!

"General."

Before Mao Baihu could finish his sentence, he was stopped by Fang Qi's eyes and turned his tongue a few times: "Du Du."

Dudu, Dudu, what the hell!

How nice and majestic the general sounds!Now I have to call it a belly!
Fang Qi walked in with his hands tied, and hummed softly, motioning for him to continue.

"Lao Jiang came back with people. He is familiar with the people in the palace. He has been in the palace and met the emperor!" The more Mao Baihu talked, the more he thought about it, the more reasonable he became: "It is the most appropriate for him to go. Yes! My old man can't speak clearly, and his image is not good enough, so don't embarrass your old man."

Fang Qi snorted, focusing on his previous sentence: "Are you bringing back a dead person or a living person?"

"Of course he's a living person! He brought back his family members and neighbors from all over the world, snatching food from tiger's mouth, grabbing food from tiger's mouth, grabbing food from Liang Pinggong's hands, not a single brother is missing! Hey! My old man Apart from the general and governor, the one I admire the most is Lao Jiang!" After Mao Baihu finished speaking, he realized that he had been led away by his own general.

Fang Qi paused, and slapped Mao Baihu's head with a big slap, "You don't have to go into the palace soon! Can you kill me with a word! Those palace daughters grew up one by one. It’s so pretty! You’ve been yelling all day long that there’s no women and no women, and I’m sending you into the palace to see women, but I’m not going! I lost out in the wine fight with Jiang Dazuo, you should go to the palace, and he’s going back to the northwest!”

Mao Baihu covered his head, held the rein in his hand, looked back at Fang Qi with tears in his eyes after three steps, could he see the women in the palace?
After another toss, it was already dusk when Xing Zhao read a book next to Queen Fang and listened to Eunuch Lin’s report. The book was sent by Huanyi. The book of ghosts and ghosts, one story after another, in the original cognition, ghosts and ghosts are mostly bad, but most of the ghosts in this book are affectionate and righteous, and the worst thing is people's hearts.

"Fang Dudu sent someone over to deliver the message, saying that July and a half is coming, and he invited Master Dingyun from Dingguo Temple to go to Yuhua Lane to sing scriptures, which can be regarded as a memorial service for Mrs. Lin Anhou."

Xing Zhao closed the pages of the book and beamed with joy, it's done!

If he invites someone from Dingguo Temple to sing scriptures, it will be done. If the person who replied said that he invited an eminent monk from Mingjue Temple, then he has to find another way!

Eunuch Lin continued to bow his head and said: "I also ask the empress if she would like to add a lotus lantern to Mrs. Lin Anhou to comfort old thoughts?"

Queen Fang smiled, but her tone was very calm, as if she was not surprised by the result.

"Let's call it 50 taels of silver. Not only adding lotus lanterns, but also counting as my sesame oil money, it must make Master Dingyun sing too much."

The old customs of Dazhou, buying paper money, adding sesame oil money, and giving lanterns, as long as it is to pay homage to others, no matter how close the relatives are, you must pay for your own share, otherwise it will not be counted as your own wishes.

Zhao thought for a while and added a sentence after that: "Hungry Ghost Festival does not travel at night, and Ah Wu has no way to go out. Lianyu followed Eunuch Lin to weigh 30 taels of silver and hand it to uncle. Please trouble uncle to tell Ah Wu's heart And bring it back to mother."

　Let's join the group, let's join the group~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)