Chapter 772 I remembered
“Little cicada, little cicada!”
Outside the hospital, Mrs. Liu shouted.
“Here we go!”
Little monk Liaofan arranged the noodles, filled the teapot with water, hung a dry towel around the neck of his master, monk Kongyuan, and turned his head He glanced at the gourds piled high in the corner of the room, smiled helplessly, then picked up the long broom behind the door, opened the door, and walked out.
He went to sweep the floor.
Fengxin City has inherited all the fine traditions of Xuehaiguan, and the appearance of the city is also highly regarded. There is a group of aunties who are responsible for sweeping the streets.
This job is not regarded as "lower-class". After all, in this era, so-called "higher-class" jobs are not easy to find.
Coupled with the generals who accompanied the rise of the Marquis of Pingxi, because of the "frugal" style led by the Marquis of Pingxi, and the "audit" jointly made by Siniang and the blind man, the people under the Marquis's family were Each department, government office, and all parties in the military The atmosphere here can be called clean, and a kind of simplicity is still maintained in all aspects;
So, in the job of sweeping the streets, it is the mother of so and so, the grandma of so and so, ordinary people. This woman is not qualified to take on this job.
For this job, you can have matching clothes issued by the Marquis Mansion all year round, which is equivalent to a standard household allowance for the family, and an additional ration of rice, flour, grain and oil during holidays. In addition, the sisters-in-law, old and young, are at home on weekdays. I was so suffocated that I just came out to relax my muscles and chatter.
With such a group of people responsible for the appearance of the city, firstly, no one dares to make things difficult, and secondly, the merchants and residents are also very conscious, otherwise they would really dare to hold a broom at your head to greet you.
Mr. Liu is the mother-in-law of the Sword Master. Strictly speaking, she does not count. After all, she lives with her daughter-in-law. But now, she herself no longer cares about this.
Ever since Xueguan, Mrs. Liu picked up a broom and started sweeping the floor to earn pocket money at home. Not long after entering Fengxin City, she was promoted to "senior leader" and had a dozen aunts under her command. , responsible for three streets.
Nowadays, when elders call them juniors, they like to add "子" at the end.
The reason why I called the little monk Fan "Xiao Zhi Lao Xiao Zhi Lao" across the courtyard wall was because I couldn't call the little monk Fan "Xiao Fanzi", which directly violated the name taboo of Lord Pingxi;
< br>Therefore, in front of all the aunts, the little monk Liaofan was nicknamed "Cicada" because the little monk liked to respond with "I know".
Actually, the Hou Mansion is not stingy, especially towards those who have made contributions. Looking at the entire Yan Army, the Hou Mansion’s pensions for those who died and were disabled in battle are the most generous and humane. Yes, no one.
The blind man once specifically asked little monk Fan if he wanted to take a sum of money and take his master away, or if he wanted the Hou Mansion to keep them.
Little monk Fan chose the latter. Now that the master is like this, how can he continue to "be home all over the world"?
As for the promise of Marquis Pingxi to build a temple for you and your master, the blind man didn't say anything. After all, this was something agreed with the Lord, and it had to be decided by the Lord. Little monk Fan didn't even mention it. Now, like this, How can two people support a temple?
However, the little monk Liao Fan also made a request. He did not want to live a life of eating and drinking. Even if their contribution was enough in the eyes of the Hou Mansion, he still hoped to do some things within his power. labor.
Little monk Liaofan is very diligent in sweeping the floor. In addition, he occasionally has the instinct to "pin orchid fingers" or is inexplicably shy. From time to time, he will instinctively make a "little daughter" gesture, which makes it even more... Having won the favor of these aunts, I don't feel at all that there is an extra man among my group of sisters, but more like there is an extra girl.
The young monk did not wear a cassock, but was dressed in ordinary clothes, clean and tidy.
As soon as we met,
An aunt beside Mrs. Liu smiled and asked;
“I know, I heard that your master collected a few more gourds yesterday?”
Faced with this problem, little monk Fan was a little confused. He smiled awkwardly.
The Hou Mansion built a small courtyard in Fengxin City for their master and apprentice, and also gave them a sum of money.
The young monk lives a simple life, neither gambling nor whoring. His daily diet is mainly vegetarian. Every month, the Marquis Mansion will distribute various necessities such as rice, flour, grain, oil and even cloth. Logically speaking, money is Can't spend it.
But my master was confused all day long. He would either sit in the yard without moving all day long, or he would run out of the yard. He would neither steal nor rob, nor would he go crazy;
But I don’t know why, the old monk Kong Yuan was so dissatisfied with the gourd Lu was extremely fond of him. When he walked on the road and saw the gourds used to make wine or the gourds played in the hands of children, he would follow them all the way as if he had lost his soul. He would follow them to their home and even follow them into their house. You cannot give the gourd to yourself.
I don’t steal, I don’t rob, I don’t speak, I just stare at your gourd and put my hands together in front of you.
Most people actually don’t know the relationship between the old monk and the Hou Mansion. In fact, even if they know, it doesn’t matter. Those who should report to the official will still report to the official.
When officials came, they mainly focused on mediation.
The result of mediation is often that little monk Fan comes over and buys a gourd from someone else with money. Only when the gourd is obtained, the master will go home with the gourd in his arms with a satisfied look on his face.
The next day, Ansheng may be safe.
But on the third day, the master will go out again and continue to stare at other people's gourds.
Little monk Liao Fan couldn't bear to see his master disappointed, so he bought it again with money.
As the cycle repeats,
Many people in Fengxin City knew about this. There was a "crazy" monk who liked gourds very much. The "crazy" monk also had an apprentice who would buy gourds for him.
The public security at the foot of the Marquis Mansion is naturally excellent. No one dared to have other thoughts when their wealth was exposed. However, this directly led to many children in the city taking the initiative to go outside to find a more intelligent gourd seller. The salesman even collected the gourds at a fair price and sold them to the "crazy" monk.
The layout of the house where the master and apprentice originally lived was the kind of small courtyard built after the Hou Mansion renovated Fengxin City, with two households, half a wall, and a separate kitchen.
In order to take care of his master, little monk Liao Fan slept on his master's bed at night, and he made a bed on the floor next to him. The empty room was basically full of gourds.
The money rewarded by the Marquis was basically used to buy gourds. The young monk was also free and easy. He said openly that he had no money and could only exchange it for rice, flour, grain and oil, and he got it every month. The master and apprentice were left with the talents they needed in exchange.
You can continue to send gourds to my master, and I will give you IOUs.
Does this have to wait until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?
Therefore, those children and salesmen also lost the motivation to continue to come here.
But the master would still go out "crazy" to look for gourds every other day. Fortunately, at this frequency, the young monk could still afford it with his income from sweeping the floors, so this matter gradually lost its popularity. But that didn't stop the aunties who were sweeping the floor together from time to time to tease the young monk about it.
In the young monk's opinion, it may be because his master once had a drinking gourd that followed him for most of his life. It is said to have been passed down by his master's master. It was a personal belonging that the master loved very much, but it was lost in On the snowfield.
Maybe, even though Master is crazy, he always wants to miss him. Just like he feels that wherever Master is his home, Master will also miss his own Master this much.
Although Mrs. Liu is old, her body has always been strong. After all, she is an old woman who has been supported by the second and third ladies of the Hou family. She also knows that her "son-in-law" is unusual, although she is domineering. She can't get the job done, but she can be said to be extremely serious about the sweepers under her, and they must clean the blocks they have divided to a satisfactory degree.
Any mother-in-law who dares to bluff and take offense will fight back without hesitation. It’s not like she hasn’t offended anyone before. No matter how small the “yamen” is, the water in it is deep, but Mother Liu is like this Sitting in the "sweeping the floor" position without moving, over time, everyone got used to it.
After all, it is certainly unusual to be able to live next door to the Hou Mansion.
A few days ago, Mrs. Liu was busy with her new grandson's 100 days. She didn't do anything special, and she didn't take any gift money. Instead, she generously brought rice cakes, steamed buns, and red chicken to share with everyone.
On this day, Mrs. Liu brought a lot of things, still rice cakes, steamed buns, and red chicken.
Little monk Liao Fan reached out to take it, thanked him and asked curiously;
"Is this the birth again?"
The aunts nearby laughed immediately,
Mr. Liu also spat angrily:
"There's no way to lay piglets like this. My uncle is back, and the Hundred Days Banquet has to be held again."
"Oh, this is really the mother-in-law's love for my uncle."
"It is said that the more the mother-in-law looks at my uncle, the more she likes him. You really love him here more than your own son."
“Do you still have a daughter?”
“Go, go, go, stop talking nonsense. My uncle is good to me and my daughter. I don’t want to feel sorry for her. This To live a smooth life as a family, you have to be so close to each other and coax each other.”
This is the truth,
but it also makes everyone really curious when Mrs. Liu, who has always been thrifty, can give out two hundred-day gifts without accepting gift money.
How can you live life like this?
When Mrs. Liu saw everyone coming,
she shouted:
"Let's all hang out here to dry the lice, let's get moving and start working!"
Everyone started to work.
After about an hour, a group of children suddenly ran over and faced each other; The young monk shouted:
“I know, I know, the old monk has gone crazy again.”
Liao Fan looked at them and said, “Whose gourds have you fallen in love with again?”< br>
"No, no, the old monk threw all the gourds in his house into the street. The gourds you spent so much money to buy for him were all thrown out!"
...
In the courtyard of Mrs. Liu's house,
Pingxi Marquis was sitting on the bench.
In the corner of the yard, there was a group of chickens huddled there. Earlier, an old hen pooped chicken excrement next to Ping Xihou's boots, almost soiling the Hou's shoes. After kicking the chicken away and "killing the chicken and respecting the chicken", the chickens no longer dared to approach the Marquis and act recklessly.
On the contrary, the duck walked in a circle around Ping Xihou with his chest raised and his head raised, extremely proud.
The Sword Master walked out with the child in his arms,
Zheng Houye said: "It is windy outside."
"The child needs to bask in the sun." The Sword Master said, "You didn't..."
The sword master stopped talking in time.
Zheng Fan stretched out his hand and said, "Here, let me hold him."
The Sword Master handed the child to Zheng Fan, who held it in his arms.
Actually, when a child is just born, his face will have many wrinkles and it will not look good. But just like an inflatable ball, a child who is a few months old is the cutest and most juicy. Well, as he grows up If there are some, they will have obvious parental characteristics, which will not look good.
Tiantian is an exception. From childhood to adulthood, he has been a lucky baby.
“Oh, I really like children.” Mr. Zheng said with emotion.
"If you like it, just do it yourself..."
The Juggernaut stopped again.
Zheng Houye teased the child for a while, and the child cried.
The sword master took the child in to nurse, and then walked out.
Zheng Houye pointed at the group of chickens and said:
"Why are you raising so many chickens?"
"Born..."
The sword master closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"It's very good, it's very good. Tomorrow I will have some raised in the Hou Mansion. The chickens I feed myself will taste good."
"So, you come here today. "What are you doing?" the sword master asked.
"No, I just came to take a look. By the way, has the child been named?"
Not long after the Juggernaut's child was born, he followed Zheng Fan to the snowy field. When he came back from the snowy field, he went to another place. A trip to Chu State delayed the naming of the child.
However, there is no rush to give a child a good name. These days, it is very common for children who are ten years old to not have a good name. Many Guizhou names are given when they need to be registered with the government and serve in corvee service. If you have the conditions, you can find an old scholar. If you don't have the conditions, the scribe who made the book will get it for you.
"My name is Nianzu." The Sword Master said, "Mr. Bei helped me get it."
Zheng Fan nodded. It seemed that the blind man was doing well during the period when he was not at home. Maintained neighborly relations of mutual assistance.
"Nian Zu, the name is quite good." Zheng Fan stretched out, "In the future, if you earn a title, you will be able to honor your ancestors."
The Sword Master's surname is Yu, which was the surname of the Jin Dynasty at that time.
"Three sentences are inseparable from the title." The swordsman shook his head, "After becoming a father, it is enough to hope that the child is safe."
"You are you, and the child is. Child, you cannot impose your will on the child."
"Wait until you have a child..."
The sword master stopped again.
"Don't think I'm tacky. I can't say that I hope my child will eat and die in peace, right?"
"This is called tacky."
" No, hehe. "Zheng. The Marquis smiled. In fact, under the conceptual background of this era, building a career and gaining fame and wealth is the right way and the broadest road;
The political status of merchants will be deliberately suppressed, and being an actor is even more of a curse.
Being a painter, a singer, a dancer... well, none of them sounds good.
"Are you okay?" Juggernaut asked curiously.
“Others don’t know whether I am busy in the Hou Mansion on weekdays, but you still don’t know?”
“I have never seen anyone as free and easy as you.”< br>
With such decentralization of power, there is no worry about being ignored.
"I'm not interested in living so tiredly. It's a good life like you, feeding chickens and ducks at home every day, and taking care of the baby."
"Then you hurry up and give birth..." ”
Zheng Fan looked at the Juggernaut,
The Juggernaut took back his words again.
Master Zheng was a little disappointed and said, "Old Yu, do you want a maid?"
"No need."
"Look, my sister-in-law is taking care of the child now. If you come to be alone again, maybe you can give Nianzu a younger brother and sister. The child will not be alone when he grows up, right?"
< br>The sword master couldn't help it anymore,
said;
"If you want to give birth to yourself, give birth to yourself."
"Oh, you really told me that I have Li Qing, don't you think this is a coincidence!"
"..." Sword Master.
"By the way, I almost forgot. I'm going to buy some snacks on the street for her to take back to try. You know, after a woman gets pregnant, she tends to be naughty."
"Aren't all the dim sum shops in Fengxin City the property of your Marquis?"
Going to buy something at your own shop?
"It's different. Food is food. The food brought back by the people below is different from the food bought by the men themselves."
The sword master found it difficult to understand the logic of Zheng Fan's words.
"Why don't you accompany me to buy some?"
The Juggernaut shook his head.
“Don’t you want to experience it?”
"I have bought something."
"But I am afraid of assassins."
"This is Fengxin City, are you going to Yingdu to buy snacks?"
" Sister-in-law, my brother Yu and I will go out to buy some snacks for you. Sister-in-law is waiting at home," Mr. Zheng shouted to the back room.
The woman in the room who was nursing her child heard this, but she really didn’t know how to reply to Mr. Pingxi’s “sister-in-law”.
It's not good to be too separate, and too intimate would make you look ignorant, so I just kept silent.
“Walk?” Lord Zheng looked at the Sword Master.
The sword master had no choice but to pick up Long Yuan.
“Do you really have a sword?”
The sword master did not answer, but picked up two more baskets and placed them at both ends of the dragon's abyss.
"Okay." Mr. Zheng nodded.
Next,
Zheng Houye went shopping accompanied by the Sword Master.
I bought a lot of snacks and other snacks. There was a basket in the front for my own, and a basket at the back for the sword master to take back.
The Sword Master picked up the burden and followed;
He finally understood that this Marquis came to him specifically to show off his pride.
However, the Sword Master was also happy for him.
Looking at the bustling streets all around, I feel happy for the people here.
The Juggernaut enjoys the peaceful years here, and also likes that the people here are not afraid of cold and despair. He has long been no longer interested in the "suffering" outside, and only hopes that the peaceful years in front of him can continue to be maintained.
It lasts until
his son reaches adulthood,
even until his grandson appears.
The tranquility here is inseparable from the existence of the Pingxihou Mansion. If the Pingxihou Mansion can stand for a hundred years like the Zhenbei Hou Mansion, how many generations of people can live and work here in peace and contentment.
After Zheng Houye finished shopping, he planned to go home and go back through Xiqian Street.
The sword master carried two baskets of food and said, "There's more to eat."
"It's a good sign."
"You still believe this."
Zheng The Marquis smiled and said: "Who doesn't like to hear auspicious words?"
At this moment,
There was a crowd of people watching in front:
A crazy monk, sitting in front of a large gourd, shouted:
"Gourds and gourds, many children will bring blessings; gourds and gourds, Good luck to you if you have many children!”
Zheng Houye in the crowd stopped.
At this time, the little monk ran back. Seeing the crazy look of the master, and looking at the gourds thrown all over the street, the little monk finally couldn't help it. He pinched the orchids with his fingers and touched his eyelids with his sleeves. , "crying", with a look of pity;
This apprentice is also ill.
"Suddenly I remembered that I seemed to have forgotten something." Mr. Zheng said.
“What’s the matter?”
“I forgot that I seemed to have promised to build a temple for them, master and disciple.”
“What now?”
Lord Zheng smiled and said:
“I remember.” (End of this chapter)