Chapter 265 Planning in the past half year
From the dark depths of the corner, there was only a soft "hmm", and then there was no more sound.
Song Yubao bowed and waited for a while, but never heard any other instructions. He couldn't help but muster up his courage and tentatively walked inside.
"My lord?"
The only response he received was a cold wind blowing silently, which made him shiver with cold, and he left in a hurry.
It's so elusive.
Song Yubao muttered a few words in his heart, but did not dare to stop and think about it for fear of getting into trouble.
He also has a family of young and old to support.
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After Jiang Anning left the county prison, she drove with Duan Qingshan and wandered around the county town.
Listening to the noisy sounds in my ears, I suddenly felt a little irritable.
"Stop the car."
Duan Qingshan didn't know why, so he responded softly, stopped the carriage neatly, put down the stool, and reached out to help Jiang Anning get out of the car.
"My lord?"
He was a little surprised as to why people suddenly told him to stop.
"I feel a little stuffy, so I got out of the car and took a walk."
Jiang Anning seemed to understand the confusion in people's hearts and smiled softly: "Let's get some air."
She was even a little strange: "Why are you so nervous?"
"Are there any little secrets you are afraid of me knowing?"
She joked casually.
It frightened Duan Qingshan so much that he would have almost knelt down if he hadn't been holding the horse in his hand.
Jiang Anning walked forward aimlessly.
Duan Qingshan followed closely, and after a while, he recovered from the fear and whispered: "I'm not afraid that you will find out some of my little secrets."
He said a little aggrievedly: "I don't have any secrets in front of you."
"No matter what you want to know or what you want to ask, I will definitely tell you honestly and tell you everything I know."
Jiang Anning glanced at him without comment.
This man had lied to him a lot.
It's nice to feel wronged to her here.
"I just feel..."
Duan Qingshan glanced around casually, seeing white flags hanging on every house, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
"I just feel that this place is a bit too unlucky."
This is a funeral street, specializing in selling funeral supplies.
Who would come to this place for shopping?
Usually, it is because someone in the family has died, or there is no way around, and you have to pass by here, so you will go from this place.
Normally, everyone would be taboo about it.
Jiang Anning seemed to be reminded by him that she suddenly realized where she was at this moment.
She looked at both sides of the street and saw the various paper-cut objects and stacked gold ingots on both sides of the street. She was speechless.
I just felt depressed and couldn't sit still in the carriage.
That’s why I asked people to stop, thinking about getting out of the car and walking around, getting some air and changing my mood.
But I didn't expect that I would end up here by accident.
She couldn't help but glare at Duan Qingshan: "That's also your fault. Why did you drive the carriage here so well?"
[Duan Qingshan’s blackening progress is 2%]
On the barrage, a line of blackening progress that had not appeared for a long time popped up for no reason. Jiang Anning was shocked and hurriedly raised his head to look at Duan Qingshan.
Duan Qingshan looked aggrieved and resentful at this time.
"I didn't drive the car this way. You got off the car and went straight in this direction."
Jiang Anning:......
She was speechless for a moment.
It was even more strange to look at Duan Qingshan's resentful and aggrieved face.
What are you thinking about this trembling M?
Why does she look so wronged, and it seems that she was indeed wronged... It was not Duan Qingshan who brought her to this place, but she came here on her own.
But the progress of blackening, which had not been heard for a long time, unexpectedly dropped!
"Oh, then I have wronged you."
Jiang Anning deliberately said something nonsense, her eyes fixed on Duan Qingshan's scar-covered, fierce face.
Duan Qingshan indeed became more aggrieved.
"That's not what slave means."
Jiang Anning looked at the barrage that was swaying, trying to show the change in the person's blackening progress, but there seemed to be no change, and once again deliberately made nonsense.
"Then what do you mean?"
Duan Qingshan stared at her blankly, pursed his lips, and finally seemed to swallow all the pain and grievances: "I was wrong."
[Duan Qingshan’s blackening progress is 1%]
Jiang Anning:......
Okay, okay, suddenly she felt that her mood was not so bad.
She was actually a little bit confused by the progress of her blackening, which made her dumbfounded.
"Then just think that my interests and hobbies are different from others."
She looked at the paper figures placed around her, and suddenly she no longer felt that they were so impressive.
Duan Qingshan responded honestly.
Actually, he really just walked around this funeral street with others in a proper manner.
"By the way, I heard that the Salesian Church in the city has been somewhat overcrowded recently."
Duan Qingshan snorted lightly.
Ever since Jiang Anning made suggestions to Song Yubao and confirmed that Zhang would be sent to the Salesian Church after his release from prison, she had paid close attention to the news about the Salesian Church.
"The Yamen has not yet decided where to plan the new location of the Salesian Church."
"There is a vacant space, but there is an abandoned temple in that place. I don't know what kind of gods are worshiped in it. It is in tatters and no one has repaired it for many years."
"It's adjacent to Yizhuang, and I heard there's a mass grave nearby."
"Many people think that such a place is too unlucky and has too much yin energy. Most of the people living in the Salesian Hall are old people and children. If it is built in such a place, over time, it may have negative effects on it. Physical health is in jeopardy.”
"Especially that temple..."
Duan Qingshan lowered his voice slightly: "I heard from people of the older generation that those worshiped are not serious gods, but evil ghosts that can harm people's lives."
Jiang Anning raised her eyebrows slightly: "Where did you hear this from the older generation?"
Duan Qingshan smiled, a little flattering: "Where you say she comes from, she will come from."
He bowed his waist obsequiously and leaned in front of others to please them: "During this period, a new storyteller came to the teahouse in the city. I heard that he came from the south following the merchant ship. He was originally a supply man on the ship. The boatmen are just listening to books for fun, but they have been so seasick recently that they had to come down and rest for a while.”
"But even though he is only one person, he usually lives a life where one person has enough to eat and the whole family is not hungry, but after all, the savings in his pocket are not abundant, and he needs to go out to earn a living so that he can afford to rent a house in Jiang'an County. .”
"Isn't this just talking about books in various teahouses in the city."
"But what this storyteller says is really interesting."
"I heard that he himself is also good at writing storybooks, but they are all miraculous stories, and they usually don't sell well."
"But it's really strange. The sales of his story books are not very good. I asked him to put it in a teahouse and say a paragraph. It really got a good response and everyone liked it."< br>
Jiang Anning listened patiently and smiled softly: "What kind of supernatural story is he talking about recently about a temple being ruined by a storm?"
"My lord, you know things like a god." Duan Qingshan gave a thumbs up, trying to force a flattering smile on his fierce face, which made Jiang Anning feel disgusted.
"Poor mouth."
Jiang Anning snorted.
What is it about her that predicts things like a god?
It was clear that these things were done by the people she arranged.
"In this case, I am afraid that if the Yamen wants to move the Salesian Hall to the area near Yizhuang, it is unlikely to be possible."
Jiang Anning smiled: "Forget about other things, I'm afraid no one will dare to demolish that ruined temple for a while."
"My lord, you really know things like a god."
Duan Qingshan flattered him again.
Jiang Anning snorted: "But it won't work if we don't move there. The land in the city is really tight. If we don't move there, I'm afraid there won't be any place to settle in the city."
"That's what the Yamen said as well."
Duan Qingshan smiled and said: "However, since the place has not been repaired yet, the Yamen discussed it with the Salesian Church and agreed that only the new arrivals would be sent to the new location for the time being."
As for who the new guy is?
Besides Zhang, who else could there be?
"I'm going to the capital now. I'm afraid I won't be able to come back for a while."
Jiang Anning showed a satisfied look, looking at a very clever white cloth shop made of paper-cut figures, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid I won't be able to come back and burn it for my grandma and daddy's tenth anniversary. A thick wad of paper money.”
"It's better to burn more for them before leaving."
"When I looked at the paper figurines from that shop, they looked really good."
"Go and buy a few more for me."
"When the time comes, burn them all together."
"It also saves them from being too lonely down there with no one to accompany them."
Duan Qingshan smiled and responded yes.
"The people in the village are very jealous of you and don't want to see you."
"If you were to burn paper and offer sacrifices to the old lady in a big way at this time, I'm afraid they would use this excuse to attack you again."
"It's better to burn it outside the city."
Duan Qingshan made a serious suggestion: "Not only those who fled the famine last year will burn paper outside the city to offer sacrifices in memory of their deceased relatives. Even in the city, many people will go outside the city to burn paper."
Jiang Anning said "hmm": "I don't worry about you doing the work, just go ahead and make arrangements."
The master and the servant talked plausibly about the matter of burning paper for sacrifices. No matter who passed by at this time and listened, they would not think there was any problem.
Duan Qingshan went to the shop that Jiang Anning said made good paper figurines, bought sixteen paper figurines, and agreed with the store to send them to a ruined temple outside the city.
It's near a mass grave.
On weekdays, there are indeed many wealthy people who go over there and burn paper for the lonely ghosts, hoping that they can all rest in peace.
Think of it as "accumulating virtue and doing good deeds."
There are also many people who will send some boys and girls wrapped in paper and put them in nearby charity villages or ruined temples.
It's not like those people really have no taboos and are not afraid of being haunted by those lonely ghosts.
But it was because half a year ago, an elusive Taoist named Qingqing suddenly came to Jiang'an County.
This person is good at fortune telling.
Almost everything he said came true.
So gradually, he became famous in Jiang'an County.
Many wealthy families are thinking about inviting people to come to their homes to assess their feng shui, hoping to use it to continue the family's wealth.
However, this Qingqing Taoist is really too effective.
Almost everyone wants to ask for help in reading Feng Shui.
It’s really a bit too busy.
Later, I don’t know where it came from. It is said that it was said by this Qingqing Taoist himself. As long as you can appease the lonely ghosts wandering in the mass graves outside the city, save them and give them some money underground. Having no worries about food and clothing will create countless meritorious deeds.
So, for a while, almost all the white-collar shops in the city were trampled to the ground.
Those paper money and gold ingots were pulled out of the city in horse-drawn carriages by the servants of the wealthy families.
Burning them all day and night to those lonely souls and wild ghosts.
If the yamen hadn't intervened and regulated the time and quantity of paper burning, the entire area would have been completely burned.
Today, everyone's enthusiasm for burning paper is not as high as it was at the beginning.
But from time to time, someone would go over and burn some paper money.
Especially...
Those little guys who did something bad.
Even the people in Jiangjiacun have burned it several times.
I just don’t know why those people in Jiangjiacun feel so bad.
Jiang Anning looked at Duan Qingshan's arrangements and felt that he was no longer as depressed as before.
He returned to the carriage and ordered people: "Let's go to the Taotie Tower. I'm a little hungry. Let's go have a meal."
Duan Qingshan said "Hey", turned the direction of the carriage again, and drove towards the Taotie Tower.
Taotie Restaurant is a restaurant that has sprung up in Jiang'an County in recent times.
It was originally a time-honored brand, but later, I don’t know whether it changed owners or something, but suddenly changed its name.
But after changing the name, business has indeed boomed.
At the beginning, people were just curious about what kind of restaurant it was that dared to be so bold and take such a name.
Especially students from nearby colleges who like delicious food came here to taste it.
I didn’t expect that when I tasted it like this, I was really shocked!
It offended a few students and immediately recited a few poems.
Because of this, Taotie Tower became famous.
Attracting more and more people, they began to come to Taotie House to taste the delicious food.
When Jiang Anning left, it was not yet dinner time.
But inside the Taotie Building, it was already overcrowded.
"Hey, sir, you are really a rare visitor. Please come in quickly. The private room you reserved early in the morning has been cleaned for you and your favorite spices have been ordered."
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Jiang Anning was not polite and followed the waiter directly to the best private room on the second floor.
As soon as he entered the door, the owner of Taotie Restaurant came in after hearing the news.
"Now that you're here, I thought you never wanted to see me again in this life!"
Just as Jiang Anning was about to sit down, a gust of fragrant wind hit her nostrils. She was so frightened that she hurriedly took a few steps away from the person.
Because of the person's avoidance, she almost pounced on the late wife who was chewing mud in her mouth. She suddenly had a look of resentment on her face.
Jiang Anning's mouth twitched slightly, and she coughed awkwardly: "I'm sorry, it was a subconscious reaction."
The late mother pursed her lips and looked aggrieved.
"Okay, why are you thinking about opening a restaurant?"
This is Jiang Anning's first time here.
However, in the past six months, I have often heard Duan Qingshan mention it.
I know this is a joint venture between Wan Niang and Jiang Qingqing.
When I first met Jiang Qingqing, I really didn't expect that she was really the daughter of a big shipping merchant in Fujian.